This choice: Jake’s family is pretty typical, apart from the whole eating people thing • Go Back...Chapter #3Meet the family by: SonicV   “My family, oh man where do I start with that?” Jake asked. Just as soon as he said that though, the blankets were pulled right off his head. This whole time he’d been lying in bed hidden beneath his covers for a little privacy, when who should show up but his older and rather annoying twin sisters.
“No way! Were you narrating? Tell us you weren’t narrating.” His sister Sally said with his other sister Alice finishing the last sentence. His twin siblings were two blonde bombshells, except in this world, that description included a couple hundred pounds. They were chubby to say the least, with curves everywhere, but many were in the best spots. Starting at their legs, they were definitely in the thunder thigh range, cratered with dimples in the fat which they always showed off by wearing short shorts or very short skirts. Their hips and waist were wide and rounded, swaying when they walked no matter what. Behind that of course, what took center stage were their behinds. Jiggling buns that shook like they had minds of their own, those asses perfectly completed their round lower regions. Their bellies were flabby guts composed of a few rolls and seemed to be getting a rounder shape to them everyday. Further up, their arms had thin layers of fat on them, but now it was the breasts that stole the show. Each was a perky DD Cup with tits that were just as round as the rest of the chests. Finally at their faces, both had cherubic cheeks which gave them a more innocent look even though neither sister was anywhere closer to that and a double chin completed the duo.
“No, I was…hey what are guys doing in my room?” Jake asked. He quickly turned the focus on them instead of himself. This wasn’t the first time somebody caught him talking to himself, just the first time his sisters did, and he knew they would not let him forget it. Personally, Jake didn’t see what the big deal was. So he sometimes narrated aspects of his life like somebody was watching him, didn’t everybody?
“Mom sent us up here, breakfast is ready.” Alice answered. At this point, Jake threw the covers off and rushed down the stairs. He knew well enough that if he didn’t get to the table before these two she devils that there would be nothing left. His mom and his aunt were likely already down there and that was risky enough when it comes to food. Alice and Sally giggled as they watched their little brother rushing off.
Soon both Jake and his sisters joined their mom and aunt at the breakfast table. Sitting right across from Sally and Alice was the mom, Monica. If you put the two of them together, then you’d get the size of their mom. Monica was a M.I.L.F. by many definitions. Even with three kids all in high school, she didn’t look a day over thirty. With dark brown hair and lovely brown eyes, she weighed over 300 pounds, and most of the fat she had was already added onto the weight she never shook from the kids. Her jugs were so big they looked they were still swollen from the milk all of the kids drank as babies. Her belly was a huge jiggling gut that hung down to her thighs and its size was a clear indication of where boyfriends and her husband went after the divorce. Another strong indication was the ones who got turned into ass fat. Her butt was so wide that the ass cheeks oozed off the sides of the chair and made her thong like panties practically disappear. Managing to contain her most jiggling parts in a mid thigh length black skirt and matching top, the only other thing covering her body was an apron that kind of made her look like she was straight out of the fifties. Of course, that was the only thing wholesome about her appearance and even though she was a very kind and loving mother, she maintained a VERY healthy libido and everybody knew it.
“Jake sweety, did you enjoy your pancakes?” she asked in a voice so sweet, you could get cavities from it. Looking a bit edgy, Jake soon saw his mom’s smile and it calmed him down. Even with an underlying issue about her that he knew would be brought up later today, he couldn’t hide how much of a momma’s boy he was…no matter how hard he tried.
“They were great, thanks mom.” He answered her. Chocolate chip pancakes with whip cream and strawberries on them and covered in sprinkles and blueberry syrup, nobody could turn that down. Being a BBW, his mom couldn’t help but make the most sugary, salty and fattening foods. However, while everyone else ate all the food on their plates and got fatter and fatter, Jake remained a simple 130 pounds no matter what. That was both a blessing and a curse for him.
“I don’t know why you waste your time feeding him.”
“Yeah, he’s so skinny, we could use him as a toothpick before we eat him.”
Alice and Sally insulted. Jake just let out an annoyed sigh. It was like clockwork with these two. It was always wake up, have breakfast, fight with his sisters, go to school. It never stopped, but even though Jake could usually take it with a comeback in mind, his mom decided to intervene this time.
“Alice, Sally, you stop teasing your brother this instant or I’m squashing both of you.” She threatened. That quickly shut them up and Jake chuckled. Having your mom fight your battles might sound embarrassing, but for him it was worth it since his mom always had the best punishments in mind for those two. The one she just threatened them with was trapping both of them underneath her rotund rear for as long as she wanted. Monica managed to keep this whole household running, but when she sat down, she could be there for hours. Once it was over, either her living chairs would pass out from eventually running out of air, suffer Monica’s gas attacks which often arose when ever she rested her behind or she’d just decide they’ve had enough.
“Oh come on sis,” everyone turned their heads to the other end of the table. “Let the boy settle things on his own, it’ll make him a man, a big, strong, tasty man.” Aunt Bertha licked her lips. Everybody just rolled their eyes at the only woman they knew who had a drink with breakfast. Well that and everything else on the table.
Monica’s sister, Bertha was in the simplest terms nearly immobile, and even with clothes her size and bigger in this reality, she preferred everyone to see her in her natural state. The only part of her that didn’t look like it was one hundred percent fat was her face, which was more like fifty percent. She had short hair that was a darker blonde than Sally and Alice had. Her cheeks were round and chubby like a chipmunk and she seemed to grow a new chin each day. That was where the light amount of fat ended though. Further down, her neck alone looked like it had disappeared into her blubbery lump of a body. Her boobs were the size of basketballs, and each one with a tit the size of a shot glass. They jiggled and flopped atop the sea of blubber that was her belly. Completely hiding her wide waist, this gut was only inches from touching the floor and even more fat from it seemed to ooze forward when ever she sat her enormous ass down. Beneath her fatty back, that behemoth sized behind was an awe inspiring sight wider than any member of the family and somehow surpassed her belly in size. Spending all of her time lounging around and eating, aunt Bertha’s ass grew with each passing. When she sat, her cheeks squished and lifted up against her seat, making them look like fleshy hills. They jiggled when she farted and even the slightest movement could cause them to go into a wobbling fit. It took a specially designed chair to hold her weight and even its size was no match for her humongous heiney, whose ass fat hung off the sides when she sat down. Yet, despite being so obese, aunt Bertha was still able to walk and get around. Granted, she was perfectly content with sitting on her fat ass as long as there was food and preferably alcohol nearby, but despite her snail pace speed, her thighs, which were so humongous they merely seemed to be containers for extra ass fat rubbed loudly and proudly when ever she decided to waddle.
“Oh Bertha, why do insist on drinking at 7:30 in the morning?” Monica frustratingly asked her sister. Bertha responded by smiling and shrugging, soon followed by downing a whole bottle of whine and hiccupping. Monica sighed, she could usually handle her loose sibling most of the time, but she’d like just one meal where Bertha’s drinking or hormones didn’t ruin it for everyone. Granted her appetite was impressive and very admirable, but even that wasn’t a big enough excuse.
“Say Jake, don’t suppose your morning wood is still with us?” Aunt Bertha asked while licking her lips again and this time fondling her bare boobies. Rather than cringing in utter disgust and choosing his therapist, Jake just rolled his eyes and said “Maybe later.”
Aside from the biggest appetite on the block, Aunt Bertha was also a legend for her bedroom action. It didn’t matter who she slept with, man or woman, animal, vegetable, or mineral, she was always the talk of the town. Her huge body offered so many possibilities but that also came with many dangers. No one knew what horrors joined the pleasures the lover of the day experienced, because often no one lived to tell the tale. Some say that while in the missionary position, one thrust too many would send you right into her thousands of fat folds, where you would be absorbed and lost forever. Others say that when she sucked someone up her ass, they were instantly turned to fat and their screams could be heard within her farts. Still others said that when she unbirthed someone, they never came back out and instead were melted down into her lust.
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