Mary and Pico were a great couple, everyone agreed. The very picture of a jolly fat couple, both loved to laugh, talk loudly, eat everything in sight, and be lazy. Though they both combined were a mere 400 pounds, they both joked about how huge they would get dating each other, soon tipping the scales at a ton each.
One special night, after a long session of such fantasizing, they both decided to head out for pizza. Or, Mary decided they were eating pizza. Pico could be a bit of a wimp when it came to stuffing, but it turned Mary on, and she knew he liked it anyway.
At the pizza place, they both guzzled plenty of soda, but by the time their meal arrived, their stomachs were roaring with a need to feed.
"I can't eat all this, I'll pop!" Pico put his hand over his mouth to hide his smile.
"Don't be weak!" Mary playfully teased. "You wouldn't want your girlfriend to show you up, huh?"
They left some time after, a large pizza and a loaf of garlic bread digesting in each hungry belly.
They walked, each with a hand on the other's tummy. Pico was sometimes mistaken for a woman by people who weren't paying attention - his breasts were a D cup (Mary took delight in measuring this), while Mary herself was often thought by strangers to be pregnant. This was another reason they made a cute couple - Mary liked to squish their boobs together and push her lover with her own, superior belly.
"You're turning me into a whale," Pico moaned in faked lament.
"Good, I like seafood!" Mary cackled.
"... seriously, are you still hungry?" Pico asked as if food were the fartest thing from his mind.
"Actually... yeah, no idea how, though... " Mary stopped.
"... Um, are you coming, or do I have to go home alone?" Pico asked.
Mary took a good look at Pico. Pico took a good look at Mary. Both of their epically stuffed stomachs churned at the sight of the other's blubbery, gluttonous body.
Their eyes locked. An idea was brewing...