Mel shifted uncomfortably in her seat, her pouty face regressing into something a little more terse and unpleasant. She struggled to lift her immensity with both thick arms, then failed to do so with one as the other shot to her stomach as it pressed unexpectedly against the table and cut into the developing food baby she’d been carrying since her first period. She eventually wriggled her fatness into a position that was more, but not completely, comfortable and resumed her pudgy pleasantries.
“Yeah, I think I’ve… urp… got a little more room left in me.” Mel lied, “Hannah could you… uh… get me maybe another burger?”
“You sure Mel?” Hannah asked
“Yeah, ‘m cool.” Mel smiled weakly to Hannah, who was more than happy to oblige her stuffed roommate. Another double bacon cheeseburger and a few more fries.
“I’m so jealous—Ms. Flatterly never picks taste testers.” Beth was saying as Hannah returned, “She’s always just had us cut a slice and send it with her. You’re so lucky.”
“Yeah.” Mel smirked before biting into her burger, “S’gonna be a…great year.”
Hannah picked off of her fries as she watched the two enormous girls force small-talk between their eating. Mel clearly wasn’t much in the mood for eating, a first since she’d known the girl, and Beth was too much of a greedy glutton to stop. Their collective presence alone was enough to make Hannah shudder with anticipation, but the way that Beth went at it was enough to make Hannah regret not wheeling the whole damn burger bar over to the table and letting that big brunette eat to her heart’s content!
“So why’d she change it?” Kat asked after a moment of silence, still obviously uncomfortable in her new surroundings with three people she didn’t know very well, “The, uh… taste testing policy.”
“Because she got too fat.” Beth laughed as if to question if there was such a thing, “And it’s not like she’s not really fucking fat—you guys saw her, right?—but oh well, more for Mel!”
“Yeah.” Mel burped, struggling to choke down the second burger, “Mm… it was all so good though. Can’t believe I… lucked out.”
Mel’s breathing grew heavier as she attempted to finish off her second double bacon cheeseburger, she put half of it back on her plate and scooted it away. Mel was really, really full. She was sweating, and her cheeks were still flushed pink. Her eyes had this sleepy glazed look that warned she could pass out at any given moment.
“’m full…” Mel burped, “Too much. Can’t.”
If Hannah wasn’t mistaken, she could see the corners of Beth’s lips tuck into a contented little smirk as she choked down another half of meatloaf. The big blimpy brunette was hunched over her plate, big fat tits pooling onto the table like soft squishy watermelons. A throaty chuckle—maybe a giggle?—escaped Beth as she watched Mel lean back.
“Yeah you did outdo yourself a little today Mel.” Beth said smarmily, “I get it. It’s a rough job… if you don’t have the stomach for it.” Mel’s usually warm blue eyes narrowed as if Beth’s words cut her deep.
“Hey, I’ve got therrrrp…” Mel paused to catch her breath, “I’ve got the stomach for it, Beth. ‘m just a little full is all.”
“Oh really?”
Hannah squirmed excitedly in her seat, chomping down on her fries as emotion overtook her. This was straight out of her wet dreams—two great big fatties like this, all up in each other’s faces? Granted her fantasies usually involved them fighting over her (whereupon she would settle for both of them), but she would take what she could get.
Mel looked at Beth, then to Hannah and Kat, then back at Beth and said—
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