chapter 20

Month went by and before they knew it, it was Thanksgiving.
They all met up at Spencer's house. All the girls sat down on beanbags, as the chairs were no longer suitable for their heavy bodies. Kylie was sitting beside her new boyfriend from the incense shop, now at a staggering 463 pounds. Her buttcheeks were well over the size of watermelons, and the beanbag looked too small to support it.
Cho, while with a slightly smaller ass, weighed in at a hefty 480 pounds, her dress having a hard time containing her blubber. Her chins wobbled with every movement, and her thighs looked like they could smother a man completely.
Strawberry wasn't taking a ridiculous overdose of appetite enhancers, but the damage had been done, skyrocketing her weight past the 500 pound mark. Her beanbag looked as if it would spill and her entire body wobbled vigorously with even the slightest of movements.
But no body could compare to that of Deirdre; at 568 pounds, she was more lard than human. Her dress, which had been tailored that same day, looked tight against her rolls. She insisted on an entire turkey to herself, eating it all with gusto. Her knee-high boots were bursting at the laces, with her calves coated in thick blubber. Her thighs were more literal tree trunks, her belly was bigger than a beach ball, her breasts were supported with a custom leather bra and her chin seemed to end near the beginning of her breasts. Her hair was cut short, and was still as silky and red as I was when she was a tiny 110 pound girl at the Samwell institute. It was also surprising how Deirdre, the underdog of the group, came out on top.
After dinner and dessert, everyone chatted for a while and then went home. Deirdre prepared a surprise for spencer in the bedroom. Putting on some sexy tights and underwear, along with a pilgrim's hat, she lay on the bed waiting for Spencer. When he came, he made love to her, and then proceeded to feed her, toying with her ample assets, and making sure she didn't go by a moment without a bite of food in her mouth. She fell asleep with Spencer on top of her, using her breasts as a pillow. Of course, they were probably more comfortable than pillows.