This choice: Piper succumbs, and eats with Cerys while they talk • Go Back...Chapter #5And this, Piper, is why you're so flippin' FAT... by: hedkrakka   "Umm, yes, Miss?" The clerk seemed a little uncertain as Piper waved him down for the third time.
"Hey, could I get another double chocolate milk shake, extra whipped cream?" Piper said, coughing a little as she choked on a mouthful of burger.
"Umm, sure...?"
"And two... no, make that three Triple Maxi-burgers, with extra cheese, bacon, and mayo."
"O-okay, Miss. Anything else?"
"A triple berry pie, please."
"Better make that six," Rys said as the poor teenager's eyes bugged out of his head. "And six icing dips, please and thank you."
"C-coming r-right up, Misses," the kid said, making his way back to the till as Piper finished her burger with a loud coo.
Now, when she'd initially sat down, Piper had chosen to content herself with a salad and a diet coke. After all, she and Rys were both here because they were trying to lose weight. Right?
She'd barely dug into her hateful greens (extra salad dressing; she wasn't a total heathen) when Rys finished her third burger and started on her fourth. In the light conversation that proceeded between mouthfuls, it became very apparent that Rys didn't give a single shit if she lost an ounce of weight, openly admitting that the only reason she came to meet up with a "diet buddy" was just to get her Mom off her wide and flabby back.
All too soon, Piper finished her meagre salad and eyed Rys' burgers greedily, her unnaturally empty belly rumbling in hunger. Piper tried to hold out. Really, she did! But she'd eaten so, so little this week, and the smells... Oh God, the smells...!
Drooling, Piper had flagged down the kid at the counter to avoid rising from her seats. Subconsciously, Piper was still self-conscious enough that she didn't want to be seen as big as Rys, so she had only sat on two chairs as opposed to three. However, there was not as much of a difference between the two in size as Piper had wanted to believe. Miss Black's enormous ass and thigh-sized back rolls all but swallowed the chairs she was spread upon, and some rather worrisome creaks were emanating from the overtaxed metal frame.
For her next order, Piper had ordered two Maxi-Meals, with an extra-large fries and a double order of their chicken nuggets, with six creamy dill dips and two milkshakes for her drinks. She had scarfed down her meal with almost indecent haste, and then placed her third order. She was beginning to feel a familiar and welcoming heaviness in her belly, finishing her last few nuggets with a healthy overdose of dip, wiping up what little remained with her finger and slurping the greasy digit dry afterwards.
"A little hungry, there?" Rys asked with a giggle as Piper gave a happy groan.
"Mmm, oh God, yes! I've been dieting all week, and I'm just starving!" Piper's happy smirk soon turned into a frown, however, as her chubby hands rubbed the soft blubber of her all conquering gut. She blushed as her happy stomach let out another greedy grumble, the confused organ wondering why her mouth wasn't chewing more deliciously greasy and/or sugary morsels. "Though, it's not like I need it..."
Rys merely snorted in derision, and gave her own cavernous gut a slap, sending a wet ripple through it that was easily visible in her skintight tank top. "Why, do you think I'm going to judge you for indulging a little? I just ate six burgers in front of you. I'm not a total hypocrite, you know."
"That's not what I meant. It's just, I'm already so big..."
"So? If you're hungry, you should just eat. If you like food, you should just enjoy it, and go back for seconds. Why worry about what others think?"
Piper couldn't bring herself to say, "Because I used to be a total babe. Because I put on over 450 pounds practically overnight. Because I want to be mobile for more then the next few years." Instead, she replied, "I'm just worried I'll either turn into a Slaaneshi Daemon Princess or a Skaven Broodmother."
The bloated young woman blinked confusedly at Piper. "What?"
"N-nothing," Piper stuttered as her third course arrived. She went to pass five of the pies to Rys, but the whale-sized Goth merely held up her hands.
"No thanks, I ordered those for you."
Now it was Piper's turn to blink in confusion. "Pardon?"
"What's life without a little indulgence? Besides, you look like you deserve a cheat day." Rys smiled, and while Piper assumed she was only being friendly, all she could see in that face was the second-worst enabler she'd ever met.
Still, though, the planetary Black dug hungrily into her feast, forcing her fattened arms past her unimaginably massive mammaries. "I mean, I've already been so bad today, so I guess I might as well enjoy it. Besides, I can resume my diet tomorrow.
"Right?"
*** *** ***
"There, now you won't need to eat for a week."
"I'm hurting," Piper said, rubbing her comfortably packed stomach as the two overfed land whales slowly waddled out the door. She blushed as she tried to ignore the whispering and pointing the two of them were getting from the crowded restaurant. Piper was certain the two teenage girls in the corner were giggling as her knee-length belly bounced and wobbled off her slowly swaying legs. When she stopped for a breather after only a few yards, she was certain she heard someone taking a photo of her unpretentious countrywide ass.
"Holy shit, I can feel sweat pooling between my rolls," she thought as she wiped her brow and took a deep breath.
"So, same time next week?" Rys said, tapping away on her phone.
Piper went a little pale as she considered the outcome of such a meetup, even as her belly rumbled its assent. "Umm, what?"
"Well, if we don't, my Mom will try to set me up with a different diet buddy, and I'd rather stick with you, you know?"
Piper's gaze went to a nearby mirror, and she drank in her enormously fatty frame, nearly bursting out of what was, in fact, her largest remaining articles of clothing. As Piper's mind filled with thoughts of just how much bigger her friendship with Rys would make her, and the fact that the clerk had had to help both of them up after their feast, she replied, "Oh, uh, I mean, I don't know..."
"Oh, c'mon, please! You can even pick the place next time! C'mon, pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease-!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" Piper half-shouted, desperate to stop Rys' rather embarrassing pleading. "Look, I'll think about it, okay?"
"Kay, cool!" Rys said. Her phone dinged, and she looked at the screen. "Oh, that's my ride! I'll be in touch!"
Rys slowly waddled out the door, leaving Piper to catch her breath. Once she did, she slowly, painfully made her way to the bus stop, collapsing on the provided bench with a grateful gasp. As she waited for her bus, she dug her own phone out of her pocket. Despite how much she'd already eaten, Piper could feel she had a bit more room in her eternally hungry stomach. And if she'd already been so bad today, why not go all out? Besides, she obviously needed a new wardrobe, weight loss plans or not, and who better to help her then her best friend?
After a couple rings, Piper heard her pick up. "Hey, Dakota! What's going on!?"
*** *** ***
Piper was seated in her usual booth at the Silver Trough, a rather unique All-You-Can-Eat Buffet. Each booth was set beside a conveyor belt, so all a patron had to do was grab an item that appealed to them without the need to get up and fill your plate manually. Combine that with the extra-wide seats, and it's easy to understand why the bloated Black really, really liked this place.
Piper had already finished off one plate and was working on her second when she heard a somewhat bemused voice say, "Decided to start without me, eh?"
Swallowing her mouthful, Piper looked up from her second feast into the smiling face of Dakota Johnson. Now, Dakota...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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