Chapter 3 - luke is home

After an unknown amount of time Lilly is ready to begin her slow shuffle back to the comfort and safety of her bed. This is where it got tricky, because rising from the toilet had been a near insurmountable challenge for Lilly for the last 5 months or so.
"Okay, I got this" Lilly thinks to herself as she places her feet in a position that would make it easier for her to rock to her feet. She begins rocking back and forth getting ready to thrust herself enough to grab the rope Luke had hanging in front of the toilet. The rocking back and forth makes her stomach resemble the water in a bath when you move forward and backward, creating a tidal wave of fat that rippled through her stomach. This also happened to be an event that Luke preferred to observe for a moment before helping. With enough momentum built, Lilly lunges for the rope, her body moving upward, but her ass never actually leaving the seat due to the amount of flesh that was attached to her rear. With the rope in hand, she uses her momentum to pull herself upward, eventually getting vertical enough to where she wasn't being relentlessly pulled backwards, and from there she balanced, caught her breath while hanging on to the rope for support and prepared for the return trip. Shuffling, one foot, then the other, shifting her weight from side to side she is able to slowly walk to the bathroom door, once again turning sideways, but once in the master bedroom she almost without thinking grabbed the handles attached to the wall, and slowly walked to her bed, she could feel her thighs burning from the effort, muscles straining to keep her upright. Supporting herself with the hand rail and taking long breaks every few steps, Lilly eventually made it to her bedside.
"Goodness, maybe it won't even matter if we slow down, I really can't walk without support!" Lilly mumbles under her breath, realizing for the first time that she lengthened her trip because it felt impossible to make it to the bed any other way. "I've gotten so fat" She thinks, feeling her pussy start to tingle again at the thought of not being able to walk.
Once back in bed, Lilly grabs her phone, and sees a text from Luke
"Hey Hon, Sorry about the surprise Amanda told me you seemed a little flustered, hope you liked the food! BTW I made reservations at Angelo's for dinner, he said that he would have the romantic little table that's tucked in the corner ready for us 😊"
"Awesome honey, but I just got back from the toilet and idk if I'll be able to walk around that much tonight..."
"Oh wow, okay, I guess we haven't been out for a while, huh? Well... uh, I'll pick up the chair from storage?"
"Oh my god no! I'm not going to be riding around on a scooter on our special night! Ugh! We'll make it work, you better walk extra slow with me and let me lean against you!
"Of course hon, I'll make sure you have plenty of time to take breaks and go at your own pace. Gotta get back to work, love ya!"
With that Lilly's attention turned to getting ready for the evening, but as she looked around the room trying to create a game plan that would cost her the least amount of energy, her attention quickly turned to the unopened boxes sitting on the cart. "..... I can spare an hour..." Lilly thinks to herself after glancing at the alarm clock that sits on Luke's night stand. Her flabby arm reaches out and grabs one of the boxes, which reveals about 20 oreos, and a bottle of milk. She begins eating, box after box(there were quite a few still left on the cart), letting her head once again fall back against the headboard in ecstasy. Between bites she rubs her tummy, occasionally lifting a fold up and repositioning it, trying to attain ultimate comfort during her binge. She continues eating, until eventually she reaches for another box, eyes still closed, and feels nothing but wrappers, her eyes snap open as she realizes there is nothing left of the boxes.
"Oh my god, what time is it?" Lilly looks at the clock again, to see 4:51" on its face in green glowing numbers, with a small light next to the numbers, indicating it was pm. "Oh shit! Luke will be home in like 20 minutes!" lilly says to no one, her face turning red as she realizes her bingeing had gotten the better of her again, with hours feeling like just a few minutes. She begins sitting up right as she hears the door opening.
"Hon, figured I'd come home a little early!" Luke yells to the back of the house, as Lilly hears his familiar footsteps in the hallway. "Are you getting ready? Our reservations are for 6:30, but I figure if we leave a little early we can..." Luke stops midsentence as he steps through the door to their bedroom. The scene in front of him is one he relished in. Moments like these, where he caught Lilly red-handed being a glutton all by herself really showed Luke that she was losing control over her appetite(He used to think she only really pigged out to show off for him). Lilly had pulled the sheets up over her head, from embarrassment, and having no other option for escape. Luke could see boxes, bottles, forks and other random items left over from Lilly's bingeing strewn about in a circular pattern, Lilly being the obvious point of origin. When Lilly slowly lowered the sheets Luke laughed at the embarrassed expression on her face, as well as the food stains that surrounded her mouth, and speckled her chest and belly. "Oh my god honey I love you so freaking much!" Luke said, obviously aroused.
"Stop looking at me!" Lilly yelled, playfully but also a little sincerely. When Luke reached the bed side he bent over, and kissed Lilly passionately on the lips tasting the sweet leftover flavors that lingered on Lilly's lips.
"You're so beautiful honey, but we have to get you out of bed and get you ready, I don't want to have to wait around to be seated because we missed our reservation!" Luke said, subconsciously stroking Lilly's tummy while looking her in the eyes.
"Don't be silly babe, you know Angelo would never give up our table, he cares about me too much!" Lilly said, reminding Luke of the unique quasi father-daughter relationship Lilly had with the restaurant owner. Afterall, you don't visit a restaurant every week for years without eventually becoming friends with the owner, as was Lilly's case with Angelo's. It was her favorite place in high school, a place she could go to feel happy and escape the difficulties of life as a teenager. 7 years later, and the couple still saw Angelo monthly, although these days it was mostly Angelo who visited the duo at home, that didn't stop him from bringing as much food as Lilly desired with him.
"Yea, yea, I know I just want to have as much time for our date as possible, it takes you so long to finish a meal nowadays, you know?" Luke said, smiling at the behemoth beauty who sat in his bed, propped up against the headboard.
"Well then help me up! Lets get this show on the road!" Lilly commanded, laughing and smiling back at Luke.
Almost two hours later and Lilly stood by the door to their bedroom, pausing for a moment before continuing her slow waddle to the front door. She could hear Luke coming back toward the bedroom, he had just ran ahead to make sure everything was ready for Lilly so she could sit down once she got to the van they had. Yes, they drove a van, but not because the couple needed to take kids to soccer practice or to school or anything of the sort, Luke had bought the van and had it modified a while ago when their cars had gotten too small for Lilly, or rather, she too fat for them.
"Thank god, you're back!" Lilly said, panting as she saw Luke appear around the corner.
"Sorry your seat had collected a little clutter, we haven't been out in a while, afterall!" Luke said, semi defending himself, mostly because he felt bad for leaving his love to struggle.
The couple continued slowly down the hall, Lilly leaning on Luke as they walked "Honey, I... don't know if I'll be.. able to go out... very much longer, this... is really tough." Lilly said, frightened but aroused at the sound of the words that she had just spoken. For Lilly, the last few years had been an inner battle, she loved food, and loved being fat. She loved the way it felt to be the biggest person in any room she entered. She loved eating until she felt so full she couldn't move. Most of all, she loved being a glutton. But on the other hand, she liked going out to eat, she liked being able to get out of bed every once in a while to walk sit outside in the sun for a few minutes, she liked being, well, mobile. But time had revealed the winner of the battle, and so did her body. The way her belly swayed back and forth as she walked, rubbing against the fabric of her dress, the way her thighs touched at all times no matter how she walked, or which way she moved, the way her elbow was buried in a layer of fat, the only evidence that there is a joint underneath being the dimple that stood in the place where her elbow disappeared in soft, glorious fat. How she found it harder and harder to feel full, or even really to feel satisfied, how she ate almost every waking second, or so it felt. Her habits had become her life, she ate enormous meals because she had to, she needed to. Those meals, one after the other had added pound after pound to her 5'4" frame, until eventually here she was, waddling down the hallway.
"Lilly, don't be silly, we have the scooter, and as long as that ass of yours can fit on that extra wide seat, we'll be able to go out for dinner, and almost anything else you want!" Luke said, reassuring his enormous girlfriend.
"Yea... I guess you're right" Lilly responded, the question of her impending immobility being put on the back burner once again, at least in her mind.