Taylor Jackson was near four hundred pounds. Even though he was fat he led a relatively active life. He loved going to the local circus and seeing Cassandra the fattest woman in the world. He loved it so much that he accepted a summer job at the circus as Cassandra's feeder which he was more than eager to do. Taylor had a fat fetish and loved obese women. Seeing someone as big as Cassandra everyday was a joy for him.
Taylor's job was to wheel in the vast amounts of food Cassandra ate everyday. He would watch Cassandra eat completely mesmerized at how much food she could shovel down her throat.
It was the end of a typical day at the circus and it was time for Cassandra's dinner. Taylor wheeled in the container that was the size of a flatbed truck into Cassandra's tent. The vast tent served as Cassandra's home since normal housing wasn't practical.
Cassandra was dozing off at the center of the tent. She snapped from her sleep almost immediately when Taylor wheeled in all the food. The container was attached to a tractor which Taylor drove into the tent itself. The container had all of Cassandra's favorite foods.
"Okay, Cassie" said Taylor. "Dinner time"
Cassandra wasted no words and started to dig in. For the first few minutes Cassandra hardly noticed what Taylor was up to. Instead of watching her eat, Taylor seemed dejected.
"What's up Taylor?" asked Cassandra.
"Cassie....." said Taylor. "You know I went to the doctor two weeks ago"
"Yeah" said Cassandra.
"Well....they found....." Taylor's voice faded away and he turned away from Cassandra. He appeared to steel himself, turned around and said in a quiet voice, "They diagnosed me with cancer"
"That's awful" said Cassandra.
"Yeah...." said Taylor. "I have six months. Of course they always say that"
Cassandra plucked up Taylor as if he was a bag of flour and hugged him. Taylor enjoyed the sensation of sinking into Cassandra's fat.
"I wish I could do something" said Cassandra.
"You....." started Taylor. He started to snuggle with Cassandra. He started to cry. The pair remained there for a while until Taylor pulled himself away from Cassandra.
"Eat up" said Taylor gesturing vaguely at Cassandra's dinner. He then started to walk slowly away.
"Taylor, wait" said Cassandra.
Before Taylor could respond a young fat teenager walked into the tent.
"The circus is closed, kid" said Taylor. "Go home"
"I just wanted to see that fat freak one more time" said the teenager looking up at Cassandra.
"Great. You've seen her. Now go" said Taylor.
The teenager ignored Taylor and walked towards Cassandra. The teenager glanced at Cassandra's dinner. "Sure takes a lot of food to feed you doesn't it fatty?"
Cassandra scowled at the teenager.
"Leave kid" said Taylor. "It's time for you to leave"
The teenager shrugged and turned to leave. The teenager paused at the table that had Cassandra's dinner on it and plucked up a hamburger.
"Don't steal my food" said Cassandra.
"It's not like you gonna miss a single hamburger" said the teenager.
Cassandra growled and tried to pluck the huge hamburger from the teenager but instead plucked up the teenager and brought him to her face.
"Put me down!" cried the teenager.
"Don't ever steal my food" said Cassandra in a stern voice.
"Put me down you fat freak!"
"You're not skinny yourself" said Cassandra poking the teenager's fat stomach.
"Put him down Cassie" said Taylor.
Cassandra glared at the teenager and placed him down on the floor.
"Go" said Taylor.
"Alright, alright" said the teenager. "I'm leaving already Mr. Cancer"
Cassandra wasn't aware making the decision. She wasn't aware of how wrong her decision was but the brat sealed his fate when he called Taylor by that name. She plucked up the teenager, brought him to her face opened her mouth and threw the bewildered teenager in and gulped him down.
"Cassandra!" cried Taylor in surprise.
"The brat had it coming" said Cassandra.
"Spit him up" said Taylor.
Cassandra rubbed her vast stomach enjoying the sensation of the teenager squirming within her.
"He was delicious" said Cassandra.
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