chapter 12 the dream

The Dream
Becca sat at her station at McFadden's restaurant but something was a bit strange. She felt as though the walls had closed in around her, making it difficult to move around. She felt pressed between the wall and the register sitting with her left side facing the window. She looked all about and realized quickly that it wasn't the wall that had closed in on her, it was her spreading into the walls.
"Huh?" She asked allowed, grabbing her massive gut. "I must weigh two hundred pounds."
"Babe you haven't weighed two hundred pounds for months now, its more like 280 at your last weigh in."
Becca craned her neck to see the origin of the voice. To her surprise it was Jess. She was easily over 300lbs herself, wearing a pair of sweats that had seen better days. Her McFadden's T shirt was stretched to the limit with rolls of fat hanging free from where it rode up. Her friend was sweating profusely, even with a large fan pointed right at her.
Jess shook an empty cup that was rather large, like a novelty travel mug. "Dang I'm out URRRP. Watch the counter for me babe, I'll be right back. She waddled off with some effort and headed for the back.
Becca attempted to stand and was unsuccessful on her first three attempts. Looking up she noticed a handle that must have been put in for this very situation. "Hrrrrrrummph!" Becca grunted as she pulled herself up and headed to the counter. She made it to the counter, then leaned against it, exhausted from the effort to move. She picked her head up and surveyed the customers eating at McFadden's and almost fell to the floor at what she was seeing. At one table Becca could barely make out the women she had served on the first day. Each had a massive coffee and a pile of pastries before them. One would talk while the others mindlessly stuffed their mouths. They had their makeup on and would have looked quite fashionable if it had not been for all of the coffee and jelly stains on their clothes and the powdered sugar all over their hands. They ate with no regard to their appearance. One woman gave a great yawn and simply dropped her head deciding to nap off her big snack while the others chatted on.
Looking to the next table, Becca saw Michael and a few other members of the football team. They all wore their leather jackets with the team's name on it, and each one looked like it was two sizes to small. The jocks sat there munching on some large greasy meaty and cheesy sandwich. Bits of the sandwiches fell to the plates below them while the coach paraded behind the team talking about how they had to bulk up for the big game. "The best offense is a good defense! They can't score if they can't get around us!" Even the coach was sporting a massive gut and the start of a double chin. Several of the players had their girlfriends hanging on to them. These girls were huge. Hell, she could have sworn one was pregnant. One girl wearing a tube top the looked like a blown open tube of cinnamon buns and a dress that did nothing to cover her massive ass stood behind her boyfriend rubbing his back while he ate. The boyfriend finished his sandwich, then grabbed his girls' hand and pulled her onto him. They kissed passionately for a moment and Becca just watched as the grease from the boy's face rubbed off on his girlfriend. She pulled her now glistening mouth back, gasping for breath as he sunk his face into her breasts. Their combined weight proved to be to much for the chair to hold and finally it gave way in a loud thud and crash.
Becca watched as the couple were unphased by the change in altitude and continued on with their blatant sexual acts. The girlfriend opened her boyfriend's pants, pulling out his erect member taking it in her mouth for a moment to prepare it. Once she as ready she straddled her boyfriend, pulling her panties to the side to make way for his massive cock. She slid down on top of him and began to rock back and forward. Her belly rested on top of his, breasts pumping back and forth, she moaned in pleasure. Her hands held his for stability as she bucked faster and faster. IT looked less like she was trying harder, but rather that she let the motion of her fat belly and breasts swaying continue to move her along her boyfriend's shaft.
Becca looked on with shock and awe, and soon realized that she was the only one. No one else seemed to pay the young couple any mind. They all seemed so use to the sight that they were unaffected. She looked across the rest of the team and her eyes locked on Michaels. He had a girl rubbing his shoulders too, but he paid her no mind. He simply ate, staring into Becca's very soul. He looked like a wild animal that had sighted its prey and was preparing to pounce.
Becca broke her gaze and looked somewhere else, anywhere else. What she found was her mother. Becca's mom sat at a table half covered in receipts and have covered in food. There was a slice of cake, a slice of pie, a steak sandwich, a milkshake, a massive soda, and two baskets of fries. Becca's mom was so big that she was using two chairs to hold her weight. Tracy came out from behind Becca carrying another milkshake and carried it to her mother. "Ohh dear, thank you so much for auditing my business. Of course, you need to try everything on the menu just to be sure its as good as I advertise."
Becca's mom just let out a grunt as she continued eating. The conservative looking business woman was gone, replaced by a massive ball of lard, too big to stand, almost too fat to work. There she sat working and eating and working and eating. One hand seemed to be taking notes and working out a calculation while the other dipped a mass of fries n the milkshake, then shoved it into her mouth. She wiped the grease and salt off her hands and on to the large Mumu that was struggling to cover her.
"Did I miss anything good?" Jess asked as she walked back up with her massive cup of milkshake and what looked like a bunch of other things all blended together.
"Uhh those two are fucking?" Becca replied timidly.
"Again? I'll have to get the hose." Jess smiled as she put her hand first on Becca's shoulder, then sliding it down to her lower back and finally pulling her in for a kiss. Becca pulled back and Jess replied. "Sorry but I just can't wait to get my hands on you tonight."
Becca made her way back to her station when she heard the bell of her headset ring and a car was pulling through.