With a few lazy strokes, Richard started his ton-plus of flesh floating towards the shallow end of the pool, where his means of exiting the water awaited - a support cart for his awesome belly. As he pushed into the shallows, he gradually flipped around so his feet were down and his belly leading. Martin watched and, at the right moment, made the cart rise up gently from the swimming pool's bottom, taking up the load of Richard's fabulous food-locker. Richard swam forward with his arms as his feet started to walk on the bottom of the pool.
Steadily, Richard walked out of the pool, water dripping off him and his belly mobility device. Martin smiled, seeing again how Richards inventive mind and his team's engineering ingenuity had together provided the gear that kept his mammoth lover mobile.
Once out of the pool, Richard discarded the hand and foot flippers, then maneuvered over to a section of floor with a series of holes in it. From above and below warm air rolled out vigourously, starting to dry Richard off even as Martin came with a towel and started drying Richard's padded backside. Richard turned gradually, the cart wheeling freely under his belly, to dry off all sides, before accepting a huge, thick terry robe from Martin.
"Brunch time?" Martin asked.
"You bet!" replied Richard. He aimed his body and cart towards a huge pair of doors, that opened as he approached. Beyond the door, a short hallway led to a sunny atrium. A breakfast table was set up there...
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