Once upon a time, there were four friends....two guys and two girls; Benjamin Rivers, Jerome Johnson, Clara Benson and Allison Moore. All four friends were born and raised in the small city of Beverly in the state of New York. Beverly is far from the hustle and bustle of New York City and is somewhere near the Finger Lakes. Beverly was just a four-corners town with a population of 4,340. It's only claim of fame was that the mayor of the city, Beverly Hicklebottom, was the fattest woman in the state of New York with the weight of 800 pounds. Nobody knew how Beverly got to be that fat, but there's been some strange rumors surrounding the woman that founded the city named after her. There were reports of mysterious disappearings off and on for 10 years. Being 800 pounds didn't make Beverly unattractive, surprisingly enough. Beverly was a beautiful woman with red hair and blue eyes and an ass to die for...as well as her fat-ladened breasts.
Ben, Jerome, Clara and Allison would soon find out how did the mayor got to be 800 pounds, and it all happened one night in late winter. The four friends were on a double-date (Ben with Allison, and Jerome with Clara), and the four of them were eating at Edward Norton's Chickenhouse--the only restaruant in the town. As they were finishing up dinner, they noticed that the mayor herself had been at the restaruant. Beverly was arguing over the bill with the waiter very loudly.
"I didn't order all of this!" yelled the obese mayor. "I might love eating, but I can't possibly have eaten that much food!" Beverly was sitting at a booth, and she took up one entire side of it.
"Man, talk about a pig" laughed Ben.
"Leave her alone" said Allison.
The argument continued for another minute, until Beverly and the waiter moved off somewhere as to not to disturb the other patrons. As fate would have it, Jerome's bladder decided it was time to empty. He excused himself and went to the bathroom. As he was about to enter the bathroom, there were sounds of a struggle in the women's bathroom and muffled cries of help. Jerome decided to barge in and help whoever it was. As he entered the bathroom, he saw something rather alarming. The mayor was in process of swallowing a pair of feet sticking out of her mouth. As Jerome watched, the pair of legs vanished from sight as the mayor swallowed one last time. The mayor and Jerome then looked at each other for a full minute until Beverly grabbed Jerome.
"I can't let you go after seeing that, young man" said Beverly. "I'm afraid that you'll become my desert" With that, the mayor opened her mouth wide and was about to gobble Jerome up, when the door opened and there was Clara with Allison. Both girls stopped short when they saw what was happening. Allison managed to pull Jerome from the grip of Beverly, while Clara tackled the mayor to the ground.
"Thank you..." said Jerome, panting.
"So....you're one of us, then" said Clara to the mayor. It wasn't a question.
"There's more of us than you know" said the mayor.
"One of what?" asked Jerome.
"One of the Swallowers" said Allison. "people that can swallow almost anything whole. Clara and me are Swallowers"
"What....?" asked Jerome faintly.
"We'll explain later" said Clara. "so, that's why you're so plump, Bev"
"Yes..." said Beverly. "I have a fondness for people...they're so yummy"
"So...should I swallow her?" asked Clara.
"But you can't!" said Beverly. "I'm the mayor"
"She has a point" said Allison. "if you eat her, you'll be in trouble"
"But there'll be no evidence!" cried Clara.
"Except for the wiggling buldge in your gut" said Allison.
"Alright" sighed Clara. "I guess you can go"
"But...she just ate someone!" yelled Jerome. "let's call the police and..."
"We Swallowers like our privacy" said Allison. "let her go, Clara"
Clara allowed the mayor to exit the room. Jerome looked nervously at Clara and Allison. "You're not gonna eat me, are you?"
"Not all Swallowers are people-eaters" said Allison. "and anyway, I don't swallow on the first date" here, she burst out laughing.