chapter 3 - a heavy commitment

So I waited for ten or so minutes, listening to the hustle of heavy thuds and giggles coming from upstairs. As I sat down on the sofa I slumped into a vast oval crater over twice my size. The walls were stacked with photos, one of Jessie in Paris, another of a large man I did not recognise. I was drawn however, to one particular photo of a group of large ladies in a nightclub all dressed in tight dresses that showed all off their curves. Where was this? Why was I not invited?
'Are you ready for your training Mike?', I turned around and there stood Jessie in nothing but a bra. At least, she might have been in a thong but I couldn't tell, her vast drooping double belly sagged down to her upper thighs and gushed to either side in big heavy love handles. As she walked towards me her entire body seemed to ripple and rotate in a glorious dance of dough.
'Wow', I said, mesmerized like an idiot on the spot.
'Follow me', she commanded. And I did, after all she was my boss. She took me to a large bedroom, and pushed me onto a huge double bed. 'Lie down and get under the sheets'. And so I did. Then, in one graceful move she pulled herself under the sheet and placed her 400 pound frame on top of me, and let her double belly slap onto my abs as we sank deep into the mattress. 'Can you handle this Mike. I'm such a big girl, look at all this fat just drooping and sagging. Do you want to feel? Go on, be my guest'.
I put my hand out and grabbed a large portion of her belly. God it's so soft and warm. I pushed into her flab, losing my hand in the crease of her double belly. I put two hands on her, moving to her love hands, straining to put my arms around her. Returning to her midriff, I gently lifted up her gushing top fold. It was so thick, a vast tire of fat resting in my palm. I let it drop, with a big slap. Then she leaned over me, letting the full force of her four hundred pound body slowly crush me, until she completely covered me in her palace of softness.
'So, you want to get a promotion', she inquired as she sat back up, trapping me under her sensational weight.
'Yes please', I gasped.
'But look at you. What do you weigh, 150, 140 even? Pathetic. How will you make a good boss if you can't handle your food?' I just listened, speechless. 'If you want that promotion, you have to commit right here and now. And no messing us around. As you have seen with Michelle, this is a big commitment. If you choose to start, you will spend six months on my intensive fastrack program. Don't worry, it's all bought and paid for, but you have to make a choice. Are you willing to put your body on the line for the job?'
I was beyond confused right now. 'What do you mean?'
She smirked in annoyance, 'Gosh Mike your so naive. In fact you're an idiot. Can't you guess?'
I thought, or at least pretended to, my mind more preoccupied with her stunning belly hanging before me.
'My word how did you ever get employed! Must I spell it out!? You see all this', she grabbed her huge belly, letting in drop onto my chest with a colossal thud that knocked my lungs out. 'This is not just for fun, although my god is it fun. I'm not just a baby doll that's gotten fat for some perverts viewing pleasure. This is my ticket to success. These rolls are years of hard work all layered on top of each other. How do you think I got so good at running a bistro? By eating salad? Hell no, I've eaten everything our store has to offer, a thousand times over. I've eaten everything our competitors offer, I've eaten until I thought I was going to burst, then eaten some more. I'm a fat pig and I love it. This is how I got my promotion. I know what tastes good, because when it does, it makes me so horny that I know it's going to sell. And it does, haven't you wondered why are sales are through the roof? It's a gift Mike. Not everyone has it, that's why not everyone can be the boss. Because for me, it's not just food. Give me a pack of doughnuts and I can feel if it's going to sell'. She paused, her red face puffing with excitement as her double chin jiggled to a halt. 'And, maybe, you have this gift too'.
And so the penny dropped. I sat and wondered, imagining a life of lard. Could it be so hard? I looked up at Jessie. 'So I need to be fat to get a promotion?'
'Basically... yes. But not only that, you need to prove that you like it'.
'Okay'.
Jessie relaxed and smiled. 'This is going to be fun. Right Lucy, your turn'.
I looked to the left to see Lucy waddle into the room in lingerie that dug deep into her waist, making her belly hang low and her butt spread out even wider. 'Ohh, this used to fit. I love it so much'. With each step her thighs bounced around uncontrollably. She turned around, revealing her ginormous rear end. 'Slap me Mike', she commanded. And I did, which sent waves of ripples billowing all over her body.
'Sit on me', I demanded, I wanted more. And she did. In a wheezing struggle she lumbered onto the bed, positioning her great rear over my head, before letting it plunge into my face in one seemingly eternal drop that shutting out the world. I couldn't breathe but I didn't care. She wriggled her plateaus of flesh from side to side, now and again leaning just enough so that I could gasp for air.
With over 700 pounds of flesh on top of me everything was getting hotter, sweatier, stickier. Lucy started to tilt backwards, letting Jessie lean in to eat her out. Then, Jessie lifted her own colossal belly up and slid my throbbing penis inside her deep moist vagina. As she started to gain momentum her whole weight swayed in slow rhythmic thrusts, each plunge pounding my compressed torso with a wide soft mattress of luscious fat. After a few minutes the girls started to breath heavily. Everything got steamier and sweatier as I dove deeper in the heavy flabby nirvanas that were their bodies. These girls had found it, enlightenment, heavens' gate, humanities ultimately purpose. I was completely soaked in an ocean of blubber, as Lucy's playhouse of soft warm cushions bounced on my face, and Jessie encased me inside her waves of thick juicy rolls.
And then, just as things got going, it got to much for me, and I came in one mighty organism that singed through all my nerves.
'Oh Mike, we were only getting started', I thought I heard Jessie exclaim. Well that escalated fast, I briefly thought, as I passed out from mild asphyxiation.
'Hey I think he's out, we squeezed him real good. Quick tie him up, now our fun begins'.