Chapter 125 - #125 /the escape/

As I took back the source of many of our recent problems a sort of pleasant silence fell over us. A not exactly common occurrence given our usual tendencies towards demeaning banter. It was sweet in an awkward sort of way. But just because we weren't talking didn't mean we were deprived of entertainment. The door wasn't much of a sound absorber and it was clear just from the audio that there was chaos going on over the other side. The occasion belch or sound of seam ripping was almost always followed by Mindy barking something intelligible. There was a clattering of pans and the sound of some rather loud snacking that could've only been the product of needing to relearn table manners. About by the mid point of our wait the sounds of grunting and groaning started. Along with the occasional miscellaneous sounds of protest. If I wasn't so depleted of sexual energies, I might've fancied it lewd. But seeing as my sexual battery was drained, I could only find it entirely comical. The only thing missing was the noise of a distressed cat.

But eventually the chaos ended. The grunting ceased and from the sounds of things the last of the miscellaneous snacks were snaffled down. Eliza and I backed away from the door rather aware the elephantine women would probably need the space. We could hear them thudding and I suspected if they were any heavier the ground would've shaken beneath their mass. Mindy left first clad in what looked to be a black one-piece swim suit. Stretched tight around her enormous middle it only managed to highlight her planetary girth. But she wasn't naked meaning technically she wouldn't be breaking any legislative laws. Deena was up next, though for a perilous few moments it seemed her hips were jammed in the door. But a quick shove from someone on the other side seemed to dislodge her flabby couch filler of a rear. Her bottom half was just about covered by a pair of what looked to be the tightest gym shorts in existence. I say just about because both of her cheeks were almost entirely on display, but she at the very least had the pretense of concealing her body. Even if her belly and thighs would've kept her from showing anything too criminal. Her top was a familiar shade of purple. Given it just managed to contain her breasts, I figured It was probably Penny's exchanged over to fit a larger women's smaller bust. The blonde herself was last out, her dress was pure white in an almost raw undefined way. It's purity offsetting the sweat and amount of food still caking her enormity. "I'm not actually meant to have these so...I could lose my job" Doe explained with a gesture at the outfits. "From what I've heard it's a pretty crappy job, but if you want to keep it, god help me you will" Mindy said with the raw certainty of a woman who always got her way.

I wasn't sure if a clap would be taken sarcastically. But It would've been genuine seeing as having found anything to fit was a bit of a miracle. To the degree I was genuinely curious as to the source of the mysterious garments. But I figured It was maybe a question for later. Just the effort of having the clothes put on them and being made to walk into the room had worn on the girls. All three of them panting but trying to conceal it. "Uhh, right, Doe I'm going to catch a ride back with you" I called across at the exasperated goth. "Well I hope you don't mind stopping for takeout on the way, because unlike a certain somebody my orgy didn't have catering" Doe called back sarcastically. At some confused looks from the others Eliza and I just chuckled awkwardly. "I'm going to grab a ride back with you and your mom, keep you from being stuck with her" Eliza explained to Penny. If the girl's Mother took any offense in the statement her blankly helpful face didn't show it. "Right and we'll go back together" Mindy explained to Deena. Though her tone was it's usual sort of grumpy the relief and pleasure in her eyes was affectionally palpable.

As mentioned earlier the three titanic tubs of lard were less than comfortable on their feet. So, we all made our way out of the building immediately from there. Penny and Deena using their mobility scooters with a bit of help getting on them. Mindy and I fell to the back of crowd naturally, I suspected we were the most tired of the lot, emotionally and probably physically too. "So, I'm not going to thank you for removing them from a situation you orchestrated them into but uh...you know" Mindy said her words drawn out and rambling a bit. Obviously not really used to that sort of situation. "And I'm not going to apologize for putting you three in a situation you probably deserved" I shot back, but with a joking sort of tone. The blue-eyed girl just rolled her eyes at me but with a clear smile on her face, seemingly inches from a laugh.I could see Doe across the parking lot lazily waving at me to come over. I just nodded at Mindy as I went. My resolve more than fortified.

The ride Doe was leaning on was rather impressive all things considered. I've never been all that into cars but the machine was shiny and gave off a general aura of expense. Though some of the attractiveness of its streamlined form was offset by some obvious modifications. Primarily fortifications around the doors and suspension. It was almost certainly to help accommodate some seriously hefty loads to be transported. But as far I could tell it was a bit heavy duty for Doe, who was just impressively obese rather than supremely massive. Or at least that's what I told myself to ease the part of my brain that was all too aware we were around the same size. The doors opened wide and seeming at the touch of a button swung upwards. I climbed in jiggling a little and needing a bit of squeeze to get my gut and ass together past the gap between the chair and the door frame. The interior was just as luxurious as the exterior and I could feel my rear find immediate comfort on leather seats. A far cry from the cheap slippery plastics of the interior of the diner. Though one big similarity it shared with the diner was that it was stocked with an overabundance of beautiful girls above the average weight by considerable margins.

In the driver's seat I could see a pale girl wearing a dark beanie, giving off a familiar goth aesthic with heavy makeup and a face I only just recognized as I got in. It was Paige. I found myself briefly surprised she was driving in light of the watermelon sized tits that would be obstructing her ability to use the steering wheel. Thankfully she had pulled the seat back, but as I noticed that I remembered where I had last left my conversation with the corpulent gal. With her asking me a question and Eliza promptly kidnapping for a booty call in the closet. At that stage I was honestly hoping it'd just be a conversation about boundaries and our PDA problems. Seeing as the list of more dramatic or embarrassing topics seemed to have expanded as quickly as she had. "Hey, DD I didn't know you'd be joining us, there's beer in a cooler back there I think" Paige said smoothly. Under normal circumstances I would've passed on the beer. But seeing as I was celebrating and probably about to be sealed in a car with her for an hour, I actually found myself glancing around for the cooler.

"Actually, I think I may already drunk...all of them" A familiar and distinctively rich voice called across from me. A glance across confirming it to belong to Olive, the Parisian Bombshell herself. I had been too busy being a deer in a set of over fattened headlights to notice her when I first sat down. Even with her being a literal inch away from touching off my blubbery hip. She was beautiful as always. In this rather intoxicating way that seemed to make every angle of her a different sort of beautiful. As with before her sultry face was offset by a set of hipster glasses, utterly failing to distract from how pretty she was. Or from just how perfectly stacked she was. Which was to say impressively so but not in the dramatic way Eliza had been before being fattened. Her clothing was sensible leggings and simple t shirt, albeit with a decent enough neckline. Though she had kept with the black theme pretty nicely, her shirt a simple white image of a Lock and chains, which I could've sworn I had seen on an artsy metal album.

"How did you manage three beers? you weight like negative four pounds?" Doe asked as she squeezed her own hefty body into the car. "Honey, I'm from Paris I had my first glass of wine when I was 12" Was all the red head mustered in response setting off a wave of giggling through the car, that even I joined in with. "Well in that case you'll be happy to get some food in you to absorb all that sinful drinking" Paige explained with a knowing chuckle as she got the car in motion. "Please just...not a fast food place, if I see another atom of grease my soul is going to leave my body" I protested quickly and honestly. If I was being honest the idea of fast food itself was still almost worryingly enticing. But to say I was a little burned out on it would've been an understatement. "Ooh soul leaving body you're already on theme, anyways this Is my night out not yours so were going to get some burgers, and you can get like a salad or a milkshake or something" Doe told me a confident chuckle. If It was Mindy, I might've protested but something about the way Doe was when she was bossy was still somehow sweet enough to tide me over. Leaving me only to sigh. Though with my next breath I couldn't help but ask a question. "What's this I hear about a theme?" I mused curiously.

((Since it's been awhile since I asked and were bound to have new readers, It's time for me to once again ask for fan suggestions. A few of the next few chapters are already planned out, so I wouldn't expect to see anything from this batch of suggestions any time in the very near future. But I do always try to incorporate any fan suggestion I get in one way or another.