chapter 1

From when Lena was sitting, she couldn't see Zach and his lawyer waiting up front. She was nervous- he hadn't had a drivers license in the year since his DUI. So then he couldn't get to work, or the store, or to see his friends. He didn't seem to want to see them anyway. He usually silenced their calls or sent them to voicemail.

He was a lazy guy to begin with, and losing his car gave him a great excuse to get out of things. He was always an obsessed video gamer. Lena wouldn't see him for days, he would be locked in his room gaming. And eating.

It was getting really expense for Lena to keep the fridge stocked. Whatever she brought home, no matter how much, was always gone by the next morning. Sometimes it was a weeks worth of groceries. The wrappers and packaging would be littering the floor of the kitchen, condiments left out on the counter. Food scraps struck to the counter. Every single morning was like this. But Lena didn't want to bring it up, it was a sensible subject for him.

But today she is wondering if she should have. Is it her fault that he got this fat? She kept buying the food. But who eats like that? She figured it was a phase and he would go back to eating normally soon. But a year later, he eats more than ever. And it shows.

She felt a rush of embarrassment for him as he would up to the judges bench. His dress shirt was way too small. The buttons were straining across his ample moons and stuffed gut. Pudge seeped out between each button and poured out the bottom of his shirt. The fabric strained so tight, the white shirt became almost see-through.

His fatty, jiggly ass was stuffed into pants from a very different era of his life. They surprisingly got over his meat thighs and held in the majority of his ass cheeks. But not all of them. They could do nothing to contain that blubbery gut though. His thick love handles poured over his waistband and joining his tummy rolls. His fat flesh was exposed for everyone to see. They had tried to find him a decent outfit. This was the best they could do.

She held her breath as he waddled across the room. Any second that shirt is going to pop. That would be so embarrassing. She cringed and crossed her fingers.