A growing star - conclusion

Chapter 2

I wasn’t allowed in the meeting, and why should I be, none of Donnie’s team had any idea who I was, so I waited in the pool out of the way. I could only imagine what was being said behind closed doors. I just hope that Donnie didn’t get too much of a battering but something told me it wouldn’t be plain sailing. After all he had made the record company a hell of a lot of money in the past and they weren’t going to give up a cash cow without a fight! After what seemed like an eternity I heard cars pulling out of the driveway and made my way back into the house.

‘So?’ I asked when I found him in the kitchen with his head in the fridge. I figured it couldn’t have been that bad seeing as he was making himself a sandwich.

‘It went pretty much how I thought it would. They were shocked to say the least and there was talk of liposuction, rehab clinics, stomach stapling, you name it. One thing I told them from the off was that I was not going to lose weight for anyone and that they either found a solution to this or I drop them and go it alone.’

‘And?’ I asked moving towards him and getting ready to hug him if the news wasn’t good.

‘And, they said they had to have an emergency meeting with the record company heads but it didn’t look good.’ ‘Oh babe, I am so sorry.’ I put my arms around him, well as far around him as my arms would go. ‘Are you upset?’ ‘In truth, no. I knew I had no career as a singer anymore. I would love to think that my fans would stick by me and that me getting huge would change peoples attitudes to fatties but I knew it wouldn’t.’

‘You upset?’ ‘Not really but I do have a plan.’ ‘Yeah, tell me more.’ ‘Let me make my sandwich and then we can talk more, all that talking made me hungry.’ His shit eating grin was back so I knew it hadn’t affected him too deeply.

Once Donnie had told me what he had in mind I agreed with him and thought it was a brilliant way to tell the world about his new look. We waited a few days for his team to get back to him but they must have been dragging their heels as after a week we had still not heard a thing. Donnie wasn’t letting it get to him; I was a different story though. I was a bag of nerves. I knew Donnie would be ok and we didn’t need any more money so that wasn’t the issue. I just didn’t want Donnie to stop entertaining as he loved it and was a natural.

‘That’s it! No more waiting. I am going to call them and if they haven’t got an answer for me I am going to fire them all!’ ‘Oh, look at you getting all Donald Trump!’ I laughed, ‘just don’t grow your hair like his or I will leave you!’ ‘So superficial aren’t you’ he said grabbing hold of me and giving me a huge bear hug. He knew it winded me but we both knew I loved it! ‘Give me half an hour, ok babe?’

I went away and busied myself. Although I did pop my head around the door to see how it was going. Donnie looked composed. It made me laugh how he was making a very important call but was sitting there topless with his big soft gut resting on his lap. His fat heavy moobs resting on that big ball of dough, God I loved that man!

An hour passed and Donnie emerged looking happy. ‘I gave them a choice, book me on Oprah or lose their jobs! And I said no substitutes, no Tyra or anyone else. I want Oprah.’ ‘And?’ ‘And they went for it!’ he was smiling and looking so pleased with himself.

‘Let’s go play in the pool and chill out.’ He said, ‘Last one in cleans the toilet!’ he laughed as he lumbered off. ‘We have a maid, she will clean the toilet!’ I yelled at him. ‘I will give her the day off and eat a huge curry the night before!’ he turned and stuck his tongue out at me. ‘You are vile!’

He knew he would win as I loved to watch him waddle away. His arse was huge and really stuck out. I was so glad he didn’t have a flat arse like a lot of huge guys get. His was thick, meaty and so round. Each buttock moved up and down as he tried to run. He was so cute and just watching him made me start to get an erection.

Needless to say Donnie won. When he got to the pool he didn’t bother taking off his jogging pants and cannon balled straight in. The splash was so big that he drenched me before I even got near the edge! What started out as a chill out in the pool ended in us making love in the water. That would have given the paparazzi something to print on the front of the magazines!