chapter 40

"Hey, Donnie?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you SURE you're alright with me... Well, y'know..."

"What?"

"C'mon. I've gained almost a hundred pounds in my time off."

"Oh, stop it. You look perfect. You'll keep looking perfect no matter how big or small you get. If you get bigger, well, you'll look even perfect-er."

"You want me to get bigger?"

"I want you to do whatever it is you feel comfortable doing. If you're 1,000 pounds or 100 pounds, doesn't matter."

"Oh, c'mon. You'd lose your shit if I got that skinny."

"Hmmmm yeah, you're right, hahahaha..."

Donnie helped Crystal to her feet. Crystal picked up Christine and Donnie brought her lasagna into the bedroom. Once Christine was in bed, Crystal rested the tray of lasagna on her belly and laid back in bed, a two liter of Mountain Dew in arm's reach on her nightstand.

"I'm kinda nervous about going back to work..." Crystal began as she blew the steam off a bite of lasagna.

"Why, baby?" Donnie replied.

"'Cause I'm almost 800 fucking pounds, Donnie!"

Donnie sighed and rubbed Crystal's belly.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you. I just... Maybe I'm overthinking it, I don't know." Crystal said.

"You are. You can still walk. You won't be doing any marathons, but you can walk. You're independent."

"I called Dean. I think he sort of expected me to get super fat while I was away..."

"Why?"

"He mentioned this new position that had opened up, as the intake nurse. It's a set schedule, 7 AM to 3:30, Monday to Friday. Basically I greet new patients, bring them in, screen them, and give them the rundown of how things work there. Lyndsey's getting promoted, it was her old job."

"How's the pay?"

"Two dollars more than I was making before, as weird as that sounds."

"So would you be on your feet a lot?"

"Well, I called Lyndsey, and from what she said, I wouldn't be on my feet much at all. Most of the job can be done from a chair. When I weigh people, get their heights, I'd have to stand, but never for very long."

"Well then that sounds great, baby! Are you gonna go for it?"

"I applied this morning."

"Oh my God! That's awesome! Oh I'm so proud of you!"

"I'm half-excited, half-nervous, I guess..."

"Why, you don't think you're gonna get it?"

"Oh, no, I'm pretty much guaranteed to get it. Lyndsey put a good word in for me, and they always prefer to hire internal than external. But I'm just... I'm so fucking fat now, Donnie..."

"You'll be fine. And plus, you'd be working on my schedule, so we can drive in together!"

"That's another thing, I don't even know if I can fit in a car anymore..."

"I'm getting a van. You'll fit in just fine."

"I love you, Donnie."

"I love you too, baby. We're in this together, y'know."

When the day finally arrived, Donnie helped Crystal get showered and dressed. She wore a black and grey horizontal stripe dress with a black button-up sweater hung down either of her huge boobs. Donnie pressed his throbbing erection into Crystal's back fat as he fastened her bra, the straps cutting through her folds and flesh like butter. Crystal smiled and turned her head. Donnie bent down behind her and cupped her breasts, which dwarfed both his hands as he kissed her from behind.

"You're gonna do great today, baby." He said.

Once she was all dressed, Donnie made Crystal a huge breakfast. Eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, muffins, pancakes, she ate it all, on top of tons of coffee. Crystal ate even more than usual, having to feed her outrageous appetite in addition to the stress and anxiety she felt about her new job and her new body.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

"That must be her!" Donnie said, getting up to get the door.

Donnie opened the door to find a cheery, middle aged blonde woman wearing a black sweatsuit and white t-shirt underneath. She looked to weigh over 500 pounds, with a big belly two big boobs sitting atop it.

"Hey, sugar! I'm Kelly, the nanny." The woman said, wrapping Donnie in a hug.

"Donnie, nice to meet you Kelly."

"You must be the father, right?"

"Yep, that's me. Come on in."

Kelly followed Donnie into the kitchen where Crystal heaved herself to her feet.

"Hi! You must be Mama! I'm Kelly, nice to meet you sweetheart."

"Crystal, nice to meet you."

"Christine's in the bedroom, follow me." Donnie said.

Crystal picked Christine up and bounced her up and down, giving her a kiss on the forehead as she explained when to feed her and what she wanted Kelly to do while she took care of her.

"Ooooh, baby! I don't wanna leave her!" Crystal moaned.

"C'mon, she'll be fine, baby." Donnie said.

"That's your first one, huh?" Kelly asked.

"Yep." Donnie replied.

"Buh-bye, Christine. MWAH!" Crystal said before handing the baby to Kelly.

"Don't worry, she's in good hands, y'all." Kelly reassured them.

"Thank you, Kelly." Donnie said.

"Thanks again." Crystal added.

Donnie noticed Crystal's breathing was alarmingly labored and heavy as she made the short waddle to the van.

"You OK, baby?" Donnie asked.

Crystal nodded, her face red.

"We'll get you nice and comfortable in the van, hold on..."

Donnie opened the back door of the van, and Crystal took a deep breath before trying to step up inside of it.

"HHHHMMMMPPPPHH!!" She grunted, slowly heaving herself up. The suspension sagged and the van groaned under her weight. As she sat down, she was fanning herself and gasping for breath, harder than Donnie had ever heard her gasp before.

"You comfy, baby?" Donnie asked.

Crystal gave a thumbs-up, despite her questionable condition.

Donnie got into the front seat, patting Crystal's belly as it bulged through the space between the driver and passenger seats. She rooted through her purse and pulled out a grape soda, chugging it down and belching as her mood seemed to improve.

"You know I'm proud of you, right baby?" Donnie asked.

"I know, Donnie." Crystal smiled.

Donnie wheeled Crystal up to Dean's office before going about his work day, and she drew curious stares from the entire staff on her way up.

"Crystal! It's great to see you. You've been eating good, I see." Dean said, smiling.

"Yes, yes I have! Hahaha. It's good to be back, though, I'm ready to work." Crystal replied.

"That's great to hear! I think you're really gonna like this new position. I'm gonna have Lyndsey train you for the first week or two, then you'll be on your own. I believe she's waiting for you down there right now."

"Great! Thanks a lot, Dean. I really appreciate you giving me this opportunity."

"Don't mention it, Crystal. You have been good to me, I wanna be good to you. Any questions about moving forward?"

"Yes, actually. Um... Will I still be able to order food..."

"Ha! Yes, you will still have access to the food service. Free of charge."

"Thanks, Dean."

"How's the baby?"

"She's great. Happy and healthy."

"That's awesome. Well, I'm here if you need me. I'll page someone and have them push you down to intake."

"CRYSTAL!!!!! Oh my goodness!!!!" Lyndsey practically screamed when she saw Crystal.

"Hi, Lyndsey." Crystal replied.

"Ooooh look at you! You're so big! Oh I can't even get my arms around you! Welcome back, sweetie!"

"Pretty sure you were never able to do that, haha."

"Haha, maybe. How much do you weigh now, love? Ugh, look at this tummy!"

Lyndsey smacked Crystal's big belly.

"Easy! I just ate..."

"Ooops! I'm sorry. So, what's the number?"

"750."

"Get out!"

Crystal shrugged, smiled, and nodded.

"Oh my God! Good for you, honey! You carry it all so beautifully!"

"Thanks, Lyndsey."

"Alright, let's get you into my office. You're gonna do great, Crystal, just wait and see."

Crystal followed Lyndsey into a doctor's office, where an obese young redhead sat on an examination table.

"Alyssa, this is Crystal, Crystal, Alyssa. Alyssa, sweetie, Crystal here is gonna be watching me do your intake as part of her training, OK? Are you comfortable with that?" Lyndsey asked.

"Sure!" Alyssa replied. She had fair skin, with light freckles and green eyes. Another one of Dean's picks, she had a slim face, big boobs, and a big belly.

"Alright so Alyssa here is gonna be going into our super obesity program. So we check that off on the clipboard... And she is 24 years old, so we write that in. I already got her height, she's six feet flat. We just gotta get a weight on you, Alyssa, can you come over to the scale for me?" Lyndsey explained.

Alyssa nodded and hopped off the examination table. She stepped up on the scale, and Lyndsey calibrated it, jotting down her results.

"Five hundred... And fifty seven pounds..."

Lyndsey took Alyssa's blood pressure, blood sugar, and took a few blood samples for the lab. Crystal jotted down notes the entire time, her work ethic still there despite her enormous weight gain.

"Alright honey, I just approved you for the super obesity program, so, welcome!" Lyndsey said.

"Congratulations, honey!" Crystal said.

"Thanks! Um, where do I go now?" Alyssa asked.

"Next you're gonna meet Dean, the founder. How are you with walking, sweetheart? We can have someone push you up there in a wheelchair, or you can walk, it's completely up to you." Lyndsey explained.

"Oh, I can walk!" Alyssa replied.

"OK! There's a guy in a blue shirt outside, his name's Dave, he's gonna walk you up to Dean's office. Congrats again, honey, you're gonna love it here." Lyndsey said.

"Thanks you guys!" Alyssa said.