"Mommy, mommy!" Lucy said, smiling, holding a pie. "Congratulations on your big day! You have been at your job for one whole year!"
"We're proud of you." Greg said while holding a pitcher of syrup.
"We'd like to show our appreciation for this accomplishment by serving you, by hand, a big anniversary breakfast." Junior said. He held a bowl of melted chocolate.
Susan smiled and sat down. "Now let's adjust your seatbelt for the duration of this flight." Greg said as he wrapped a rope around Susan's wrists, tying them behind the chair.
"Gregory!" Susan said.
"Don't squirm. This is our gift to you. Just chew." Greg said. He dropped a slice of cherry pie into Susan's mouth. "These are your favorite breakfast foods. We prepared everything. We have a bowl of melted chocolate, melted butter, bacon grease, and lard. Honey, it's all here to start your day with. This slippery goo should be quick to eat and fall down right to your tummy, where you do most of your thinking."
Susan choked down the cherry pie slice. "Oh no. Please, Greg, kids, this is too generous. I can't accept."
Lucy dropped a cup of chocolate into Susan's lips. "Mom, you have to. This is our gift to you. We cooked it all already anyway. Get your energy." The three stood around Susan, each holding a bowl of melted liquid.
"This blouse is too short already. If you keep feeding me, I won't fit into it." Susan said.
"What does that have to do with our gift? Susan, you have to eat." Greg said. He poured a cup of butter into her mouth.
"I can't be this stuffed at work. My stomach is getting huge. I'm getting too big." Susan said. Drops of butter decorated her bust.
"Eat up, Mom. There isn't much left. Have some syrup." Junior said.
"Mom, isn't this breakfast lovely? It is so many of your favorite foods. Try not to make such a mess though, this is one of your nicest outfits." Lucy poured a cup of lard into a cup of chocolate and poured it down Susan's mouth. "Mom, you are a messy eater. You have lard on your eye lash and grease in your hair. And your collar is almost completely brown from chocolate."
Greg put his palm on Susan's belly. "How is it settling? Is there enough room?"
"Greg, I'm too big. I feel stuffed up to my boobs. How am I going to walk into work like this? My belly doubled in size." Greg undid the lowest button on Susan's blouse. Her belly peeked out. "Oh, gosh." Susan's eyes slide behind her forehead. "My belly...too big...too much pressure." Greg continued to pamper Susan. Another cup of butter dropped down her mouth. He dusted crumbs off of her bust but many remained. They stuck to the syrup.
"Mom, you are getting so big. You look so prepared for your anniversary. Everyone is going to know it's your big day. I bet they have a cake ready." Lucy said. She turned to Greg. "Mom is looking really wide. I can't see the chair under her. Do you think she is going to fit in the car?"
Greg untied Susan's hands and tried to get her to stand up. "We need to get you to work."
Susan's face and chest was covered in stains. "Come on, working girl. This is your day." Greg stuck two fingers in chocolate and wiped it on Susan's neck. "A little perfume." Junior got behind his mom's ass and pushed.
Lucy held the door open and Susan drunkenly walked through. Sweat mixed with the grease on her face.
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