chapter 9

Four months later...

"Alright, Colleen! Hop up on that scale! Let's see how you're doing..." Lyndsey said.

"I'm gonna need a hand with that..." Colleen replied, chuckling.

"Sure, honey... One... Two... THREE!!"

Lyndsey heaved with all her might, her arms interlocked with Colleen's, and helped the enormous young woman to her feet. Time had been good to Colleen, and she'd packed on a lot of weight in her first four months at the Williams Center. She waddled over to the scale and grunted as she lifted her feet and stepped on.

"Ok! You weigh... Six hundred and ninety two pounds!!! Congratulations, honey!!!" Lyndsey exclaimed.

Lyndsey opened her arms wide and gave Colleen a big hug, almost feeling smothered by Colleen, who now weighed nearly twice as much as she did. Colleen smiled as she sat back down on her mobility scooter, which had become her new best friend as she got fatter and fatter.

"Well, now that you've exceeded your goal in a fraction of the time we allowed, your commitment has been fulfilled! Dean's gonna be stopping by your room today to check in on you and congratulate you."

"Ok."

"So unless you have any questions for me, you're free to go. Congratulations again, sweetie, I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks, Lyndsey! I'll see you around."

"Bye!"

Colleen scootered her way to the elevator, surprised to see Dean there as well. Dean felt a rush of excitement and arousal at the sight of her new figure. Her body had taken so well to the extra weight, it was as if she was genetically engineered to be fattened up. She'd developed a slight double chin, and her belly had begun to graze the control panel of her scooter each time she took a deep, heaving, breath. Walking, even a few steps to the bathroom, was an almost insurmountable task.

"Hey, Dean!" Colleen said, smiling as she waved at him.

"Colleen? I almost didn't recognize you!" Dean replied, smiling back at her.

"Haha, well... I've put on a few pounds, as you can see..."

"Oh, I see alright. Lyndsey just texted me about the good news. Congratulations, you look great!"

"Thanks, Dean."

DING!

Dean and Colleen got into the elevator and Dean hit the fourth floor button.

"You know, Colleen, I think now would be a great time for you to meet Lauren." Dean said.

"Who's that?" Colleen replied.

"Our heaviest patient, and the love of my life."

"Oh. How big is she?"

"Eleven hundred pounds and counting! I'm so proud of her, and I think now that you're approaching immobility yourself, you might wanna pick her brain about the lifestyle and see if it's something you'd be interested in."

"Ok..."

Dean and Colleen got off the elevator and walked down a long hallway. It was just like the residential floor Colleen lived on below, but the spacing between each set of double doors was much more drastic. Dean knocked on room 420's door, and a heavyset young woman in scrubs opened it up to greet them. She looked to be around 350 pounds, and had long black hair tied back in a ponytail, green eyes, and a warm, pretty smile.

"Hi, Dean!" The woman said.

"Hey! Colleen, this is Susie, Susie, this is Colleen.

She's one of the new residents I selected for the super obesity program earlier in the year." Dean explained.

"Nice to meet you, Colleen!" Susie said.

"Nice to meet you, too!"

"How is she today?" Dean asked.

"Great! She's got her KFC order on the way, and I just made her a few pizzas to tide her over." Susie replied.

Susie led Colleen and Dean through a kitchen with two enormous fridges/freezers. Double-stacked ovens, a deep fryer, two microwaves, and two toasters lined the wall. A set of double doors led to a bedroom, and a gigantic bed, holding the biggest and fattest woman Colleen had ever seen.

The bariatric hospital bed holding Lauren was so wide that it took up roughly two-thirds of the (already quite large) bedroom. It sat in a slightly reclined seated position, and there was a sliver of free mattress that hadn't been swallowed up by her blubber. Colleen presumed that this was where Dean slept, considering there were two pillows at the top of the unused portion of the mattress. Lauren looked like a gigantic human beanbag chair, wearing a black sweat suit that Dean must've spent a small fortune on to have custom made for her. Her biceps alone were more than half the width of Colleen's waist, and her belly was so big that it had swelled past her thighs and cankles, leaving only her fat feet poking out from underneath it. Colleen struggled to make sense of how they'd accommodate a woman so large, and was surprised to find that Lauren seemed shockingly hygienic, with no unpleasant odors to be found in her room. Lauren's breasts were just as impressive as her belly, and looked to weigh at least a hundred pounds each. Colleen couldn't imagine being able to contain them long enough to put a bra on, but somehow, Lauren was wearing one. Her face, unsurprisingly, was shockingly slim, with only a slight double chin. She had no neck to speak of, but her face was very pretty. With her dark brown eyes, pale complexion, and black, wavy, long hair, she did seem to be just Dean's type, if not shockingly obese.

Sitting next to Lauren on a specially made tray was a large meat lover's pizza. Lauren grabbed a slice greedily and dipped it in a glass of ranch sauce, munching it down hungrily as droplets of the dressing peppered her immense cleavage. Colleen couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Hey, baby!" Dean said. He got into bed with her and leaned into her for a big hug and a kiss.

"Hey, sweetie!" Lauren replied. She sounded exhausted just sitting there, as if making words took a Herculean effort on her part.

"This is Colleen, she's a new resident here. She's almost 700 pounds, and she's thinking about gaining more. So I figured she might wanna talk to you to get a feel for what it's like being immobile." Dean explained.

"Hey, Colleen, nice to meet you..." Lauren said before taking another big ranch-soaked bite.

"Hi, Lauren!" Colleen replied.

"So, what do you wanna know? I've got thick skin, so feel free to ask whatever." Lauren said, paying more attention to her food than Colleen.

"Um... What'd you tell your family? Your friends?" Colleen asked.

"Ha! Well, my Mom was always really fat, like 500 pounds. And my Dad was probably around 300 pounds. So it wasn't until I got around 600 pounds that my parents even batted an eye at my weight. But after trying and failing so many times to lose weight, I just decided to accept myself as I was. And I was fortunate enough to find Dean, and the Williams center. Dean was a huge source of support for me when it came to telling my friends and family that I was gonna move in here, and a lot of them were angry. Without Dean helping me through I probably would've caved and gotten weight loss surgery. But thanks to him, I'm happier than I've ever been." Lauren explained.

"You don't miss anything about being able to move around by yourself?" Colleen asked.

"Nope! Haha... I've always loved food and hated moving, for as long as I can remember. It took me a long time to embrace my fatness, but now I like being huge. I love sitting around all day, smoking weed, and stuffing my face. Plus I got Dean here to keep me company and take care of me."

The doors to the bedroom opened and Susie entered, pushing a cart loaded with boxes and buckets from KFC. Lauren's eyes gleamed with fiery excitement as Susie approached her with the cart. Susie had clearly done this before, and set up Lauren's tray with a fresh two liter of Mountain Dew, a bucket of chicken, a box of biscuits, and a box of potato wedges.

"My baby loves her KFC, doesn't she?" Dean asked.

"Mmmmhmmm... Twice a day, at least, I eat all this..." Lauren said, her mouth full of chicken.

"Lay back, baby, I'll feed ya." Dean said.

"Oh, you're the best!" Lauren squealed.

Lauren used the remote to her bed and reclined a bit, and Dean hand-fed her chicken, biscuits, wedges, mashed potatoes, and mac n' cheese.

"Help yourself Colleen, there's plenty." Dean said.
Lauren glared at him, as if to say "NO! That's MY food..." but Dean scowled back at her as if to say "Don't be rude."

Colleen nibbled on a drumstick as she watched Lauren tear through two 16 piece buckets of chicken, two boxes of potato wedges, two tubs of gravy-smothered mashed potatoes, and a big bowl of mac n' cheese. There were two more buckets left, and she didn't show any sign of slowing down.

"Stop! Soda... HICCUP! URRRRPPPPP!!!" Lauren gasped.

Dean uncapped the two liter bottle of soda and held it to Colleen's mouth like she was a half-ton infant. Colleen watched wide-eyed as Lauren chugged the entire bottle down in a few impressive gulps. She let out a shameless, obnoxiously loud belch and opened her mouth right up for more food, without a second's hesitation.

Crumbs and pieces of chicken skin tumbled down into Lauren's cleavage and down her enormous belly. Her cheeks and lips glimmered with grease, and her breathing was alarmingly heavy. Dean expertly avoided getting his fingers bitten off as he held each piece of chicken up to her insatiable maw, filling an empty bucket with bones that had been picked completely clean by Lauren the eating machine.

"More soda..." Lauren said before the last bucket.

Once again, she drained an entire two liter before gobbling up her last 16 piece bucket. Her pace had slowed down a bit, but she never stopped, until the last bone hit the bucket. By the end she finally seemed full, her eyes half-mast as she gasped for breath like a marathon runner after a triathlon. Dean wiped her face and cleavage for her, and took care of all her trash. He vacuumed all the crumbs off the bed as Lauren moaned softly to herself.

"Good job, baby! I love you so much..." Dean said, kissing her.

"I love you too, baby.