chapter 19

ONE YEAR LATER...

"HNNNGG! UGH!! FUCK..." Sarah grunted as she hauled herself to her feet. Her big belly gently grazed the knobs on the front of the stove, where bacon sizzled in a pan. She had ballooned up to 655 pounds in the last year, but somehow retained her mobility, maybe out of sheer determination. She had modified her entire routine to avoid standing and walking as much as humanly possible, but still took great care of Amy. While it was getting difficult to keep up with her household duties, she loved her new body, especially her belly.

Sarah's massive ass bulged through the fabric of her blue and red floral print mumu, which clung to every bulge, curve, and roll on her body. Each gigantic cheek shifted slowly as she waddled to Amy's room with a comically large plate of bacon and two gallons of chocolate milk. As she rounded the corner into Amy's room she had to wipe the sweat from her brow, sending the flab hanging from her arms jiggling wildly.

"OK... Sweetie... Here we go..." Sarah panted, giving Amy her huge plate of bacon.

"You OK, baby?" Amy asked.

"Oh, yeah! I'm fine, love! Just a little winded, that's all." Sarah smiled, patting her belly.

"Thanks. You gonna go pick up that Chipotle order now?"

"Yep, I'm gonna head out now. You got everything you need? I'll be 20 minutes, tops."

"Mhm... Hurry back, I'm hungry!"

"Of course, sweetie."

Amy had gained a ton of weight herself, cracking the 900 mark at 908 pounds. Her boobs were so big that she'd given up on bras, not that she had any other options at her size. Her fat had swallowed up her neck, and her belly bulged out all the way to her ankles. She had gotten too fat to lay down on her back anymore, or else she'd be smothered by her own blubber. Napping and eating had become her only two hobbies, along with watching TV and surfing the internet. Raising her arms to get dressed was nearly impossible for her now, and she was in a constant state of hunger and fatigue. All of her medications had been increased significantly, and a few new ones had been added to her regimen to keep her insanely high cholesterol, blood sugar, blood pressure, and other conditions in line.

"MWAH! I love you." Sarah said, kissing Amy goodbye.

"Love you too, baby." Amy replied.

Sarah groaned as she lifted herself into her SUV, jamming herself into the driver's seat. The steering wheel dug sharply into her belly, and her side fat had overtaken the center console and one of the cup holders. She had to lean to her right just to get the door shut, and felt like her ass might blow it open every time she drove. Luckily for her, she had gotten a disability placard due to her weight, and could park in the handicap spaces. She pulled herself from her car and waddled into Chipotle, out of breath by the time she reached the register.

"Y'all... Need... A damn drive-thru... Whoooo... Goodness..." Sarah said as she rooted through her purse.

The cashier just rolled his eyes and gave Sarah two bags, each containing ten fully loaded XL burritos, her usual order.

"Thanks, hon." Sarah gasped as she paid.

"No problem." The cashier replied, disinterested.

Each burrito was six inches long and had the girth of a large cylinder, nearly too big to hold in Sarah's pudgy hands. She wheezed through her nose as she peeled the foil hallway down the burrito and sank her teeth into it, munching away at it sloppily as she tried to drive with her free hand. She had to be home quickly, as Amy would be finishing her bacon soon, and she couldn't have her wasting away now, could she?

"They need to put a damn drive-thru on their store already, baby, I swear..." Sarah panted as she dumped Amy's burritos on a plate.

"C'mon, I'm hungry!" Amy whined.

"OK, Jeez! Mama's greedy piggy... Here you go."

"Unwrap them for me."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah I'm serious! I need every one of those burritos in my belly NOW!"

"OK, sweetie, here... Start with this one..."

Amy's spoiled entitlement turned Sarah on immensely, and she was happy to unwrap the burritos for her. She smiled as she handed the first one to Amy and watched her tear into it like a starving dog would tear into a steak. She took giant, gluttonous, bites, punctuated by loud chewing, gulping, lip-smacking, grunting, and topped off with a moan of satisfaction. Sarah unwrapped each burrito as quickly as she could, and gave Amy's belly an affectionate pat as she handed her the remaining seven on a plate. She got into bed next to Amy with her own burritos and watched her lover eat. They had both grown so much over the last year, and Sarah was so proud of Amy's staggering weight gain and relentless appetite. In Sarah's eyes, Amy had never looked more beautiful. Watching her stuff her plump cheeks with food, her brown eyes glazed over lazily in pleasure, her double chin jiggling, made her so happy and horny.

"Once I finish these I'm gonna clean you up, OK baby?" Sarah asked.

Amy let out an annoyed grunt of agreement.

"I know, I know, it can be irritating. But there's no way around it."

Sarah heaved herself to her feet awkwardly. As much as she hated to admit it, all her extra poundage was beginning to take its toll on her mobility. She went to the bathroom and filled a bucket with hot water. She put a sponge in the bucket and got Amy's favorite soap out from beneath the sink. Amy was in bed, as usual, devouring a plate of ice cream sandwiches. Sarah grabbed the remote for the lift and it whirred to life, slowly hoisting Amy up a few feet above their bed. Fat as she was, Sarah had the whole routine down to a science, quickly wrapping up the dirty bedding and cleaning beneath Amy while she sat, stuffing herself while suspended in mid-air. After putting down fresh sheets and bedding, she lowered Amy back down, already very out of breath, with much work still to do.

"Alright, sweetie, arms up!" Sarah gasped, doing a poor job of hiding her exhaustion.

"Ugh..." Amy whined.

"C'mon, real quick..."

Amy shoved the last half of an ice cream sandwich into her mouth and struggled to lift her fat-covered arms over her head so Sarah could pull her housedress off. As soon as Sarah pulled the dress off Amy was right back to eating. The bizarre bathing ritual had become so normal to Amy that she didn't bat an eye as Sarah soaped up the sponge and began cleaning Amy. Thankfully, she was able to do most of that job sitting down, only having to stand to get to the hard to reach rolls and folds. She powdered down Amy's rolls and applied moisturizer and anti-stretch mark creams that left her smelling good and feeling great. She had washed Amy's hair the night before, so she was able to skip that step.

"There we go, all clean! Let's get some fresh clothes for you." Sarah said.

Sarah pulled a massive navy blue housedress from Amy's closet and held it out in front of her, just marveling at how huge it was. She looked over at Amy and smiled.

"Alright babe, you know the drill..." Sarah said.

"Ugh..." Amy replied.

Amy heaved her arms up again and Sarah pulled the dress over her head and arms. Designed with their customers in mind, the dress snapped together with buttons going down the side, so that their bedbound wearers could easily pull them off. Sarah giggled excitedly as she clasped the buttons together, noticing they were growing quite snug.

"My, my, my! Someone's getting fatter!!" Sarah squealed.

"Oreos." Amy replied.

"Yes, love, right away!"