"...aw, great." You groan as you remember having to get to the supermarket to buy bread, or at least the lack of doing so. You'd been out for two weeks, only remembering to get more at moments either at work or after closing time. This time around it's 8:45, fifteen minutes till the store closes, so you make no haste in leaping from the couch and grabbing a random coat off the coat rack as you run past.
You're still fitting your arms in the sleeves as you leap out the front door and into the summer night. The streets are completely empty and silent, save for the chirping of the crickets, which puts you on an unusual edge. Thankfully, you never lived in a very dangerous neighborhood, but the shadows almost seem darker amongst a strange cold twinge in the air on your skin, like something seems desperately wrong, yet you can't fully see it straight.
It's only about five minutes till you'd reached the local supermarket, and to your relief the lights are still on. You can't see many people inside, understandably, but there's also a lumpy round shapes silhouetted by the lights, walking towards the sliding doors.
No...it can't be... You assure yourself as the doors open, but they still brush against either side of her as she lumbers through without flinching. Sure enough, it's a women, and easily the fattest you've ever seen in person. She has to weigh over seven hundred pounds and looks to be around four feet wide, with an oversized gut that spills over her blobby knees and lurches as her legs rub up from behind. She's tied in a purple tank top that looks over ten sizes to small for her with blue jeans torn in numerous areas around her thighs' heavy girth, but she doesn't seem to care as she proudly dumps a bag of chips into her mouth.
Not only that, but she's tall, almost bordering on seven feet as she holds big loads of junk food under each arm. You're so entranced by her astounding weight that you barely notice as she giggles mischievously at you ogling her as she walks past, patting you on the head as though to assert her superior size.
Once she's back in the shadows and out of sight you shake your head back into clarity, but still struggle to comprehend what you'd seen. Holy crap...she was HUGE!!! Could it have been part of all that crap with the meteor like with Linda today?!
But out of the corner of your eye you can see something inside the store. You turn your head to see that the floor is an absolute mess of empty wrappers, boxes, and soda bottles, so you uneasily go in to investigate.
The place is an absolute mess, with not a single stand or shelf unturned as their contents are empties or dumped onto the ground. It almost seems like a ghost town, but you can hear some whispered noises in the distant corner of the shop.
You uneasily side-step towards the source, trying to keep as light a step as possible as you head towards what you remember as the snack aisle. It sounds like the rustling of bags amidst gluttonous crunching.
But once you fearfully peek over the final wall, your meager footsteps finally go silent. In the aisle is an even fatter asian woman over eight feet tall tearing through the contents of the upper shelves and stuffing as much into her monolithic belly as possible, which presses against the middle shelves and keeps her a good distance away, forcing her to reach. However, her body's shape is extremely by her ass, which juts out in a rediculously large pear shape that her pants' pressure peaks the towering, fleshy globes of her butt cheeks.
She completely dwarves a shrimpy-looking guy standing next to her, who stammers almost fearfully under the commotion.
"Um...ma'am, you...you have to...to pay for those..." He murmers, both fearful and entranced of the amazonian fatso.
"Nff..." She replies uninterestedly, stuffing her mouth full of doritos.
You don't know how long you're staring as the scene unfolds, but a soft, yet prominent sound catches your ears. It's from her clothes. The long tears in her gray gym pants slowly , allowing more of her soft flesh to bulge through, while the hem of her shirt rides higher along her belly as it gently swells out further. Each bite she chows down seems to be making her bigger, until the back area of her jeans finally shreds apart and allows her pale butt cheeks to sag out another two feet, which makes her moan in pleasure.
Finally you remember your place and try to silently slip away, but the instant you turn around your face digs into the deep concave of a flabby, soft wall less than a foot behind you. You leap back in surprise to see that it's a borderline spherical mass of flesh on the floor that bulges out so far from its owner that all you can see of her is the range of her enormous mammaries bound beneath a yellow shirt, and in your stupor you don't react as her tree-trunk sized arms reach down and grab you from the ground.
This woman's over ten feet tall, with shoulders just as wide as her mountainous body tapers off beneath. A lot of space hangs beneath her shirt's overstretched collar above the peak of her breasts, which she uses to smother you with a flirty smile. She's a brunette with soft, medium-length hair reaching her shoulders, curving around her round cheeks.
"Hey, there..." She coos in a hearty, yet young voice.
"H-Hi..." You can feel a deep, hot blush filling your head as you're engulfed by her warm flab.
"What brings you around these parts?"
"Oh, just...just shopping..."
She chuckles in amusement. "Y'know, shopping's been a bit overrated for a while...when I want something, I like to just take it. How's that sound?"
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