by kid a » Sat Oct 20, 2018 10:59 am
CONCLUSION
The next morning, Susan awoke, still planted to that couch. She yawned lazily and with a fair amount of effort, lifted her flabby arms in the air as she attempted to rouse herself. The TV was still on from the previous night; an infomercial for some amazing new cutlery set blared as she clumsily fished around the vicinity of her massive thighs for the remote.
Finally finding it wedged between her ass and a side cushion, she turned off the set and picked up her cell phone. She had been messaging Alex all night, and his non-responsiveness had fueled her increasing insecurity about their relationship. For the first couple of years, he had bordered on doting. Always checking in to see what she was up to...what she was eating...it was as if she was his number one priority.
Not anymore. Not that she was terribly excited about parading her corpulent body out that front door any more, but he never asked her to anyways. Date nights had completely vanished. She was the definition of an overstuffed couch potato (or pear...) now, and although he still gave her a good “workout” most evenings (last month her immense girth had finally proved too much for his undermanned box spring during a spirited doggy-style session), that was all he seemed interested in.
Seeing that he had finally replied to her around 3 AM, she felt a mixture of anger and relief. Both emotions replaced by raw fear and apprehension when she read the message.
“HEY HOT STUFF. SORRY WAS BUSY - MEET ME FOR LUNCH AT NOON. BURGER WORLD.”
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“Hey Shawna,” Chuck yelled to the back. “Did that shipment of buns ever come in?”
“No sir,” came her reply from out of sight. Chuck sighed in frustration. “Worthless bastards,” he grumbled to himself as he flipped through the day’s staff schedule.
The cowbell perched above the door jingled. Chuck looked up a moment later; seeing no one there, a puzzled look crossed his face before he returned to his reading. It jingled again. And again. He raised his eyes towards the entrance once more; still no one.
Frustrated by many things at the moment, he simply didn’t have the patience to deal with high school pranks. “OK,” he yelled aloud. “This is hilarious and all but...oh my god....”
That finally utterance caused by the source of the phantom jingles finally revealing itself. Or said more accurately, herself. Jaw agape, he watched as Susan, on her 5th attempt, elected to wedge her gigantic body sideways through the door.
Her massive ass and belly rolls brushed against the frame as she poured herself through, her fat face an equal mixture of exhausted and embarrassed by the ordeal. It had been at least 2 years and 200 pounds since she had attempted that maneuver, and her gargantuan hips were simply too wide to allow a standard entry into the establishment.
She was dressed in a huge pair of stretch pants and an equally gigantic t-shirt. The top probably could have accommodated at least 2 full grown adults. Initially it had been wide and long enough to cover the majority of her belly and hips; but as she continued to pack on the pounds at a breakneck pace, even that enormous garment wasn’t able to contain the blubbery excesses of her “figure”.
The bottom section of her belly rolled out underneath the shirt and sagged down to her knees. She nervously scratched at her chubby chins as she stood there unsteadily, looking around the seating area for Alex.
Susan noticed Chuck, Shawna, and a few of her former co-workers staring at her and froze. “Uh...hey guys....” she finally mumbled at the assembled audience. “Just meeting someone for lunch.”
A snarky giggle escaped from Shawna’s lips; never taking his eyes off his supersized ex-employee, Chuck firmly elbowed her into silence. Susan turned beet red; even now, she had not lost that ol’ Singleton attitude and it bubbled to the surface with authority.
“Meeting my BOYFRIEND for lunch,” she spat as the Burger World staff shook their heads in disbelief at the triumph of unadulterated gluttony standing before them. “My SMOKING HOT boyfriend, if you must know!!!!”
Surprised by the outburst, they began to scatter. Still fuming, Susan waddled towards a booth in the back. With a grunt, she sat down and managed to squeeze her huge ass and hips into the narrow bench opening.
Her formless, blubbery upper arms jiggled wildly as she sat there, frantically texting Alex.
“OK I’M HERE BABY!!! AND I’M SOOOOOO HUNGRY!!!”
She added a suggestive wink to the text, but it was of course, true. Her massive belly growled as the Burger World aromas caught her attention. Susan watched as Shawna carried a huge stack of double cheeseburgers to the counter. She licked her plump lips in anticipation as she texted Alex again.
“WHERE ARE YOU BABY???”
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Across town, Alex walked up to his favorite Italian restaurant, finishing a phone call. Interrupted by a machine gun blast of text notifications, he rolled his eyes and dismissed them with a deliberate swipe of the screen.
“Yep. Sorry someone was blowing up my phone. Yep I’m still here.”
Alex rolled his eyes again. “YES Mom, I called her and asked her out last night just like you asked me too. As a matter of fact, we’re meeting for our first date right now.”
“Yep, anything for you Mom. Uh huh...the usual Italian joint.”
He rolled his eyes before cutting another devilish grin. “You are so evil Mom...yep, I’m still up to my old tricks. Like that will ever change.”
“That works, eh? What in the world did THIS one do to piss you off??”
“Well you owe me....all these meals aren’t cheap. OK never mind Mom she’s here. Uh huh I’m on it. Gotta go.”
Seeing another flurry of texts from Susan, he quickly turned his phone to silent and shoved it in his pocket. “So annoying,” he muttered.
He had been losing interest in Susan as of late, and her incessant attempts to contact him over the weekend had been the final straw. “Will have to block some numbers after I get out of here...and change some locks,” he said to himself quietly.
His date came into eyesight and he smiled in anticipation. She was a cute, pear shaped brunette, as advertised. He watched her approach, and the moment of recognition of her chunky face as she saw him standing there (he had sent her a picture last night).
“So nice to meet you,” he purred, extending a hand.
She snorted nervously as she adjusted her eyes glasses. “You too,” she replied as she took in his tall, muscular frame.
“I’ve heard SO much about you,” she continued as she adjusted her skin tight dress. “And I can see it was the truth.”
“Well enough about me,” he replied warmly. “Dinner awaits....I trust your brought your appetite?”
He eyed her bulky, blubbery body and leaned in for a hug. Blushing, she returned the embrace. “You know it, sexy.”
“Good then,” Alex replied firmly as they walked in the door of the restaurant. The owner spotted his favorite customer and rushed over to greet them.
“Mr. Covington - always nice to see you. I have your favorite table waiting in the back. All set for you and your lovely date....I’m sorry sir, I didn’t catch her name.”
Alex grinned. “It’s Darla. You ready to eat, hot stuff?”
THE END