Piper, her breathing at last returning to a normal rate, reached down and flicked on the light. For whatever reason, the light switch for the bathroom was located in the hallway itself, and had been a source of many fights between Piper and Parker while growing up.
The shower stall had a full length mirror in its sliding door, and the bright LED's let Piper see herself in all her glory. Or, you know, something.
Truthfully, Piper didn't feel much "glory" or other such good feelings when she looked at herself lately. She completely filled the door way, and it was painfully obvious that there was a lot more of her hidden beyond the edges of the frame. Her belly bulged out from under her shirt and hung down to her knees, and depending on what angle you viewed her at, left her looking as though she wasn't wearing anything below her belt line.
"At least, if I had a belt line," Piper thought as she eyed her ocean of flab, barely contained within her supple skin. "When was the last time I even wore a belt? Ugh, I look like a ball of pizza dough."
Piper's gaze rose to her lardy breasts. Resting atop her massively protruding belly, they were also large enough to bulge past the edges of the door frame, if only a smidgen. Her poor shirt could barely cover her, and a lot of her tit flesh was on display, with the garment seeming to just cover her naughty bits. White was perhaps not the best color choice, but at least the material was thick enough to avoid being transparent, despite how tightly it was stretched around her.
Her arm fat was particularly impressive at this angle. Piper still had her forearms resting against the door frame, with her upper arms forming a pair of right angles with her deeply buried spine. It was a testament to their sheer size that, despite the distance bone to bone, the flab on her upper arms drooped low enough that it never broke contact with her pit rolls. And this was no mere "barely there" contact, but rather a full roll atop another (far more substantial) roll.
As Piper pulled her eyes away from her captivating reflection, a soft blue light on the floor caught her eye. As she looked closer, she realized that it was the bathroom scale, still lit up from before.
Piper frowned. "Shouldn't that have turned off by now?"
Turning sideways, she slowly, carefully, squeezed through the door, feeling her expanded features dragging against the frame the entire way. Once inside, she looked at the scale a little closer. It read "597 lbs." She poked and prodded at it with her feet as best she could, although due to her gargantuan measurements, she was forced to operate almost exclusively by touch. Piper had her hands on the wall for support, but trying to balance her weight on one foot for more then a second was tiring as well as dangerous, and her feet thudded heavily into the floor far more often then the scale.
Still, stepping back and eyeballing the results of her prodding, she unfortunately confirmed exactly what she suspected. She rubbed her huge, overfed belly as another loud growl echoed from the perpetually hungry organ. She bit her lower lip, the only outward sign of her mounting anxiety.
"Holy f*ck, my fat ass did break the scale."
******
Piper slowly plodded her way into Hunter's room/her office. Harper had taken little Hunter to visit her Grandmother, so the room was currently unoccupied.
Piper was glad to see that Parker had at least had the foresight to leave the couch next to the room's table, and she set her supplies down before gratefully plopping her butt back on the couch with a heavy sigh, her blubber settling around her. She felt her extra-wide tush sink deep into the cushions, and she was pretty certain she could feel the arms of the furniture starting to tickle the edges of her hips. Her enormous belly was thrust upwards by her lap, in turn pushing her blubbery tits and flabby chest practically into her chin. Even her arms were propped up and resting on a buttery mountain of lard.
Once she'd caught her breath from her walk down the hallway (a somewhat terrifying fact that she tried desperately to push out of her mind), Piper put on her headset. Setting her laptop and cooling pad upon her fatty chest, she fired it up and logged into the Employee page of her company's site.
Seeing she still had a couple of minutes before she was on the clock, Piper quickly logged into a couple of her favorite shopping accounts to look at a few things.
"A new computer chair is a must," she thought as she placed an express order for an absolutely monstrous piece of furniture.
Piper flipped over to ebay, smiling once she saw she'd won her auction. Harper was a frugal woman, but one of the very few luxuries she'd recently allowed herself was a proper record player. Ms. Black was a huge fan of Fleetwood Mac, and Piper had been looking for and found an album for her birthday. It's ETA was well in advance of the date as well, which was perfect.
The last two items Piper looked at as a pair. She filled out her orders on both sites, but then paused for a moment without clicking "send." Her eyes flicked between them, and she once more bit her lower lip as she looked at the remaining supplies on the table beside her.
A box of maple cookies and a jumbo bag of chips.
"Oh, to hell with it."
First, Piper went to Big Betty's Boudoir. She made sure to move her size up a couple X's and that she'd ticked off Express Delivery, then clicked "send."
Next, she opened the tab for Nitoli's Pizzeria and placed an order for two large meat lover's with extra cheese, a double order of cinnamon sticks with an extra icing dip, and a 2L of cream soda. She also tacked on a small vegetarian for Parker, knowing it was the only way to avoid her bitchy comments and get her order brought to her.
As she closed her various shopping tabs and made ready to work, Piper thought, "I'm starving myself, and I don't even know if I'm losing weight on this stupid diet. I can worry about it once the new scale gets here.
Besides, I'm already f*cking enormous. How much fatter could I possibly get?"
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