Chuck walked up the pea-gravel walkway to the step. Climbing the three short steps onto the front porch, he pushed the doorbell, hearing it buzz within.
The soon-to-be high school senior had been working for Orange Star Pizza as a delivery driver. Between tips, his hourly wage, and the fact that they paid him mileage for his gas, all added up to make the job pretty profitable. That said, he was still debating whether or not he would continue working once classes started back up. The money was good, but he knew he needed to up his GPA. And the smell in his car, especially in the Arizona heat, was something else entirely...
Any further thought on his future plans would have to wait as he heard the sounds of footsteps. He'd gotten to know this house and its chief occupant fairly well over the summer.
After all, he was here three times a week.
He didn't know much about her. He knew her name was Alice MacBeath, since it was on the receipt. Judging from her appearance, she was probably a fair bit younger then him, though Chuck would admit he was pretty poor at guessing such things. He'd never seen either her parents or any vehicles, though there were clear tread marks in the gravel driveway to indicate their passage. He felt pretty confident saying both that she was frequently left to her own devices and not much of a cook, given how often she ordered out.
And, as befitted someone who ordered pizza three times a week, she was a pretty big girl.
The sound of the heavy deadbolt and latches being unlocked acted as the drum roll before the door opened, revealing the extra-wide redhead. Chuck had seen her enough to not be shocked by her size, although it had certainly caught him off guard at first.
The first thing someone would notice was her sheer width. Her hips seemed almost impossibly wide, filling the entire entryway. Her gigantic thighs were as round as a barrel, possessed of their own flabby rolls which drooped heavily over her knees. Her calves were bigger around then Chuck's thighs, and despite her youth, she already had full blown cankles. Even her bare feet looked a little pudgy...
In spite of her ultra-pear build, her gut was no slouch in the size department, either. Her belly flab had divided into three large rolls, which stretched far to the sides and front. The lowest of the three was also the largest, the pale flesh hanging heavily out of her shirt and drooping over the front of her sweatpants. Her belly button was hidden in the deep crease created by her bottom and middle rolls, and even the top roll was bigger then the bumps on her chest.
Her swollen upper arms looked like large, pale chickens, and even as she opened the door, Chuck could see her jelly-like lard hanging from her arm, jiggling slightly. Her forearms, by contrast, had only rounded out slightly, only helping to emphasize how much larger her upper arms were.
Her face, meanwhile, had remained fairly small. Her cheeks had definitely rounded out, her neck was thick with fat, and she had the beginnings of a double chin, but for better or worse, it seemed Alice didn't have much of a fat face.
Chuck may not have been shocked by her size anymore, but watching how she swelled over the summer had been something else. Alice had already been pretty fat when he started delivering to this address, but she'd grown week to week until she was outright obese. Even her foot steps had grown slower and heavier as time passed. She was currently dressed in a pair of grey sweats and an Alice Cooper tank top, which he suspected was her main choice in clothing, given she always seemed to be wearing them.
Despite how big she'd originally been, the clothing had been somewhat loose on her back in June. Now, however, she filled them to capacity. Her belly pressed on all sides of her shirt, exposing every roll and leaving her lowest unable to be contained. Her swollen lower half was much worse, leaving her sweats seeming painted on. They were so tight that Chuck thought he could make out the cellulite on her massive hips...
Chuck smiled as he held out the credit machine. "That'll be $XX.xx."
Alice tapped the machine, which promptly dinged as it accepted payment. "Here you are," Chuck said as he pulled her order from his bag, "one large pepperoni, one large deluxe, one large ham and pineapple, an order of cinnastix with an extra icing dip, and a 2L of Mountain Dew."
Alice, as per her usual, refused to meet his eyes. She was blushing as she looked at her oversized order, and only got redder as he listed it off. One hand absentmindedly went to her flabby belly for a moment. She gave a shy "Thanks" as she took the order.
As she turned, she closed the door with her foot, giving Chuck a brief view of her backside. Her back rolls were clearly defined in her too-tight top, and her football sized love handles refused to be contained by the suffering cloth. However, those features paled in comparison to her gargantuan butt. It seemed for every pound she put on elsewhere, two went straight to her cheeks, leaving her with an ass that seemed like it massively outweighed the rest of her fattened form. Her rectangular cheeks stuck out behind her by a foot or more, and were as wide as her gargantuan hips.
As the door shut, Chuck was left with the view of her poor, skin tight sweat pants, stretched beyond reason over her impossibly huge derriere. Chuck let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding in.
"Holy shit, she's gotten huge," he thought as he went to his car. "Well, eating 9 pizzas a week will do that. At least she tips well. You'd think her parents would have stopped this or something. At the rate she's going, she'll be a house before she gets to high school."
******
Alice closed and locked the door with a sigh. Setting the alarm, she picked up her massive haul of food and began the short walk to her bedroom, her tummy letting out a subdued growl en route. Her thick thighs and lardacious booty forced her to walk with a heavy waddle. Her flabby body jiggled with each plodding step, and she was noticeably breathing more heavily by the time she arrived at her desk.
Placing her food on the left of her monitor, she dropped into her chair with a loud "Oomph!" The suffering piece of furniture let out a loud and worrisome creak, but it held her up. "For now, at least..."
She felt the arms of the chair pinching her fattened flanks, a feeling which had only grown more pronounced as the summer went on. Alice sighed as she leaned forward to grab her cinnastix, hearing a loud pop from her rear. Her pants felt looser afterwards, and she felt back with her hand and confirmed it; she'd just burst her largest remaining sweat pants.
She felt her lip tremble a bit as she dipped her first stick into the frosting. Taking a big bite, she thought, "Not again! How much bigger can I get!?"
Alice had always been a bigger girl, but the past couple years had seen her weight really spiral out of control. It certainly didn't help that her parents were always working. Or having affairs, she wasn't sure which. Either way, they were barely home, and had developed a knack for making her feel like she was perpetually underfoot the few times they were. Her mom had given her a credit card to pay for her meals, and Alice had become pretty well known among the local delivery drivers, as her widely spreading belly and chair-crushing booty would attest to.
Making matters worse was her crippling shyness. Alice found making friends to be nearly impossible, and it only got harder as she became more self-conscious regarding her weight. The end result was that she was more or less a shut in, filling her time with gaming and relying on increasing amounts of fattening food for comfort. The ironic fact that she was comfort eating to shut out her burgeoning weight problem wasn't lost on her, but she just couldn't bring herself to stop.
The past month had seen her eating even more. The first day of 8th grade was coming up all too quickly. She'd been teased mercilessly for her weight before, and Alice was dreading her classmates' reaction to her considerable summer gains.
Her poor physical shape was also a cause for concern. She hadn't been physically active before, but she'd barely moved since the start of summer, generally only walking from her bed, to her desk, to the door, and back. Her butt alone probably outweighed her classmates, always felt like it was trying to pull her over the few times a day she walked, and left her pinned to whatever she was sitting on the rest of the time. Alongside her titanic thighs, even the thought of a long walk made her break out in a nervous sweat, so what would gym class be like?
She couldn't even stay hidden for her last free weekend, as her mom had made her an appointment to get her uniform resized at the mall tomorrow. The fact that her mom clearly recognized that her expansive daughter would need a bigger uniform but not care enough to help her rein in her appetite in really hurt.
And now, she'd popped her biggest pants, and as Alice felt her side, confirmed the seams of her shirt were also beginning to separate. Finishing her dessert at a breakneck pace, she grabbed a slice of pizza as she booted up her computer. She had a long night of eating and grinding soul stones ahead of her as she tried to ignore how much of her was hanging over the sides of the chair, or how her belly pushed into her desk as she leaned forward for another slice.
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