Deciding she couldn't wait much longer, Rachael waddled down the stairs out of the building and over to the next block. She found the address and pressed Kelly's buzzer, before realising she had absolutely no idea what to say.
After waiting what seemed liked forever, Rachael pressed the buzzer again, and a voice answered, "Who is it?"
"Uh – pizza delivery," said Rachael, as her stomach rumbled.
"I didn't order any pizza," the girl replied.
"Um. That's because you've won a prize! This is a promotional offer from Big Al's Pizzeria as part of our opening gala."
"Seriously? Cool! Okay, hold on." The door buzzed and Rachael went in, her thighs rubbing together furiously as she hastened up the stairs to Kelly's apartment. When she got there, she knocked on the door and waited, leaning against the doorframe to catch her breath.
When Kelly answered the door, however, Rachael's jaw dropped. The girl before her was clearly the same one from the phone, but since that photo had been taken she'd put on easily fifty pounds. She looked half-dressed, wearing a pink tank top that could barely contain her huge boobs and belly rolls, and a pair of tight jean shorts that she seemed to have given up trying to fasten, forced open by the lower half of her thick, juicy stomach. "Where's the pizza?" she snapped, but almost before the words were out of her mouth Rachael lunged for her, stuffing Kelly's head into her open mouth. She ignored the chubby girl's struggling, swallowing her breasts and the heft of her stomach, and pulling off the denim shorts to stuff her heavily padded buttocks down her throat. Rachael moaned, her mouth full of Kelly's fat thighs, and as she finished she fell back heavily on her own massive rear. It was then that she noticed, standing in a doorway at the end of the hall, another girl. Her eyes were wide as saucers, her mouth was a huge O of horror, and Rachael saw that she too was seriously huge; she made Kelly look like a stick insect. All she wore was a t-shirt tight across her expansive bosom and the top of her bulging belly and a pair of panties that almost vanished into the folds of her fat.
"Hi," said Rachael, rubbing her full belly and grinning. There was no way the girl could escape; the obese intruder blocked the only door. "What's your name?"
"Suh, suh, Sylvie," said the girl. "Did you just – EAT Kelly?"
"Mm, fraid so," said Rachael, licking her lips. "And I think I might have to eat you too because honey, you look delicious."
"Well – I mean – we were just in the middle of breakfast," said Sylvie. "Maybe you'd rather have that?"
Rachael frowned, puzzled. Why wasn't this girl screaming and trying to run away? She struggled to her feet, using the wall as support. "Thanks for the offer, but I don't think a bowl of cereal is going to satisfy this," she said, patting her now even more massive stomach.
"Oh, I don't doubt that," said Sylvie. "But we're pretty serious about food around here." She turned around and went into the kitchen, her vast rump swaying from side to side as she did so, her hips brushing against the doorframe. Almost drooling, Rachael followed her.
In the middle of the table was a half-eaten feast of cake, ice-cream, chocolate and pies. As Rachael looked at it all, Sylvie took a seat across two dining chairs and grabbed a can of whipped cream, covering a piece of chocolate cake with it and stuffing it whole into her mouth.
"This is what you eat for breakfast?" said Rachael.
"Oh, yeah," said Sylvie, swallowing. "You don't think I got this size on toast and tea, do you? Man, you should have seen Kelly when she first moved in, she was so thin – I put that right pretty quick." She gestured to the food with one chubby hand. "Help yourself!"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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