You look to see the source of the call was your restaurateur of an Aunt, Loretta.
She was a mountain of a woman. Easily at least 400 pounds. Her face was completely round and with a smile that was big as her hips. Her double chin, that was coming close to a third, lead down to a thick neck and beefy shoulders. Her arms were fairly plump with gold bracelets dangling from both sides. Her breasts were the size of watermelons and rested on top of a gigantic belly. She was dressed in an ill-fitted, crimson sundress, stretched rather tightly across her exceedingly ample bosom and round belly with simple white flats. Her shaggy black hair was tied in a big bun and her posterior was so big it was at shelf status.
As she waddle towards you heading into a tight, affectionate embrace. You can feel yourself sinking into her plush belly as she pulled you in. It was til your body was completely pressing her belly, that you heard a....
'phhrrrt'
"What was that?" You say, as Loretta let you go.
"Mercy me. Excuse me." She said waving herself with a plush hand. "Just thought I mention it Jessie, that I have quite the gas issue."
"I see" You say trying not to point out the obvious.
"I guess when you try a number of cuisines from your own restaurant, you tend to get that kind of result" She said giggling. You roll your eyes as she escorted you to her ride; a simple family sedan.
During the ride to her place, she tells you a little bit about herself. She the owner of a notorious Italian restaurant explaining to you her passion for cooking and eating, even mentioning the dishes that lets her let out powerful toots. She elbows you after she mentions that. You chuckle trying to humor her.
"This is quite a treat, we should celebrate with a meal. I sure hope you have an appetite like mine. It could be our first step to bonding like Aunt and nephew." She explains hopefully. You felt your stomach grumbling from that last sentence, liking the idea of food.
You take a moment to think about it. Maybe it won't be so bad. She really is trying and she's quite friendly. Could be worst.
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