chapter 4 – dinner party pt 2

As the sun began to set, David came walking through the door. He heard commotion in the kitchen but he was confused when he saw Candice lighting candles on the table. If Candice is there, who's in the kitchen? he wondered. Peeking through the door, he saw his fat wife. That's right, forgot about her, he thought.

Candice grinned, "The guests will be here shortly. It's time to set the final piece." David remembered what she meant from their talk earlier and grinned back. "Amanda, get in here, please," Candice beckoned.
Amanda immediately appeared in the room. "Yes?" She was greasy and sweaty.

"You need to go clean yourself. Our guests will need something somewhat pleasing to look at." Candice's eyes went up and down Amanda's body, then added, "This might be our last chance to do so."

Amanda didn't know what Candice meant, but she heard that she needed to clean herself so she hopped to it. After a quick shower, applying her first makeup of the week and doing her hair, Amanda emerged at the foot of the stairs looking closer to her old self. A twinge in David's mind reacted to this. Amanda had put on a flattering dress and heels.
Candice looked up from setting a framed photo of her and David at a fancy restaurant from earlier in the week and shook her head, "Oh, the dress won't be necessary. Take it off."

Amanda was surprised, "Oh, right!" She yanked the dress over her head and stood in the dining room in just her bra, panties and heels.

"Those too, but leave the heels," Candice added.
Amanda unhooked her bra and let her big tits fall out, then hooked her thumbs around her thong and pulled it down, exposing her shaved mound and bouncy ass. She had reached 20 extra pounds gained so far, but still retained a sexy curvy figure. "Thick" would be an accurate description of the former health-nut now. She stood naked in her heels and waited to hear Candice's plan.

"The neighbors need to be reintroduced to you as just a prop for the house. You're only here for decoration. Think of it as your last outing before those calories really break the scale." That made sense to Amanda. This was her time to shine. "Go stand in the corner and give us a sexy pose."

Amanda immediately walked to the corner of the dining room, put her hands on her hips, cocked her ass to the side, jutted out her tits and beamed a big smile. Candice clapped and gave a little bounce, "Perfect! Now, don't move a muscle until I tell you otherwise. Understood?" Amanda stared straight ahead, giving no indication that she even heard Candice, but that act itself showed that she did.
David couldn't believe it. He walked up to Amanda and waved his hand in front of her face.

"Honey?"
Candice snuck up behind him and whispered in his ear, "She's nothing to you. She means about as much to you as a vase or that plant over there."

David's face softened. He noticed a strand of hair hanging in Amanda's frozen grinning face. He pushed it back behind her ear and remarked to Candice, "I thought you were gonna get this thing straightened up before the company arrived?" he said, gesturing to the wife in the corner. Candice waltzed up and adjusted Amanda's shoulders so her tits were fully presented. David nodded and patted a tit, "That's a little better. Might want to upgrade it soon." He jiggled Amanda's soft belly. "This is really starting to look bad," he said as he walked off, a little disgusted.

"Of course," Candice smiled, turning to Amanda's face. She looked directly into her unblinking eyes as Amanda looked at something in the middle-distance beyond Candice's eyes. That's when the doorbell rang.

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Candice spent some time explaining things to the neighbors. They were very receptive to David and Amanda's new arrangement once they heard Candice explain it. They nodded with drinks in hand as they were led to the dining room. Appetizers were already on the table.

"I love what you've done with the dining room, Candice," Linda remarked. She walked over to the table beside Amanda's posed body, not really paying attention to her, and picked up the picture of Candice and David together. "This is a great picture of the two of you."

Candice enjoyed the compliment, "We went earlier this week while Amanda was at home cleaning. She didn't even notice we had left since she's so lazy."
Linda nodded in agreement. She set the picture down and the naked grown woman in the room finally caught her eye. "Oh, isn't this Amanda?" She looked the frozen woman up and down.

"Yep, that's her," Candice answered.

Linda just grunted a "hm" and lost interest. Bill, however, came slinking up behind his wife, gazing at Amanda's exposed tits. "Wow, her tits are big."
Everyone laughed and Linda playfully swatted her pervy husband's shoulder. "Well, any fat girl's gonna have big tits," Candice joked and everyone laughed even more.

Gary pointed from across the room, "Look at her big butt!"

His wife Beth agreed, "I know, it's huge!"

Bill helped himself to a squeeze of the homeowner's fat ass and adjusted his boner. "Not bad." Linda rolled her eyes again.

Candice broke up the show. "Alright, that's enough of groping the artwork. Who cares about Amanda, right?"

Everyone agreed. They were bored with her and sat at the table, no longer looking back at her. She remained, holding her pose, staring at nothing and smiling like she was happy as can be, while her neighbors enjoyed appetizers at the dining room table her parents had bought her and David as a wedding gift. In Amanda's mind, she was being so useful. Just stand and compliment the room. She began to see the lamps and fine china as her competition and felt a little self-conscious. But still she smiled.

Amanda's friends and neighbors sat and chatted with her husband and her maid for about an hour. They ignored her the whole time. She stood behind them, her muscles rigid, naked and happy. Amanda's mind drifted until it was brought back to reality by a new command from Candice. Candice instructed Amanda to begin serving dinner.

Amanda returned to motion and, without a word, walked out of the dining room, her ass jiggling with every step and now catching the attention of everyone. She heard someone comment as she entered the kitchen "...huge ass" then a roar of more laughter. She didn't pay attention to that and grabbed the platters of gourmet food she had prepared, stuff she would never touch, and headed back into the lively dining room.

With a smile, she placed portions of everything on all her guests plates, her tits rubbing the backs of their heads as she passed. They continued their conversation, talking politics and new films, never acknowledging her. As soon as she placed food in front of them, they began to dine. No thank yous were said, not that Amanda expected them since was just a prop for the house. Background noise. Amanda knew she was basically furniture.

She stood back and stared at the wall while the guests ate, her hands folded behind her. After a while Candice shouted, "Drinks, Amanda!" Amanda jiggled back into the kitchen to fetch a bottle a wine and proceeded to pop the cork and serve everyone. After the last glass was full, Candice shooed Amanda away. "You can eat that chicken pot pie in the fridge, but do it outside. Okay, fatty?" Amanda smiled and curtsied. She opened the fridge and grabbed her dinner then proceeded to sit on the back deck butt-ass naked and shovel chicken pot pie into her mouth. She was in heaven.

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Candice eventually poked her head out and ordered Amanda to start clearing the table.
Everyone was a little tipsy by now and Candice was having fun. "Gary, I see you staring at my Amanda's big butt. You like that sorta thing?"
Gary laughed, embarrassed, "Well..."
"You like that sorta thing." This time Candice wasn't asking.

Gary's cock rose instantly. "I like it. I like that big butt." His eyes were focused on it. Beth just sighed as if she were always used to this.

"Gary, you sit on BBW porn all day, don't you?" Candice suggested.

"Oh definitely." He never had but he would start tonight.

"Go on, grab a tit," Candice nudged. Gary scooped up a handful of Amanda's left boob and gave it a little juggle, grinning to himself. Amanda didn't seem to notice and kept up her duties.

"Amanda's butt looks good to you, but she's not quite big enough for you yet is she?" Candice said. Amanda was wiping the table clean right in front of Gary and her butt was shaking in rhythm with each circle her hand made with a wet rag.
"No way, I like em BIG," he insisted, holding up his hands wider than Amanda's hips to emphasize a giant ass.

"Well, Amanda here is trying to get a much bigger ass. Isn't that right, fatty?"

Amanda knew when Candice was referring to her. After all, she was the fattest one in the room. She nodded enthusiastically. "Yep! It's hard work, but I'm gonna get a big big butt soon."

"And a huge porker belly to go with it?" Candice pried.

Again, Amanda nodded and rubbed her inadequate stomach.

"Cottage cheese thighs? You'd *** if she had huge cottage cheese thighs, wouldn't you Gary?"
Gary nodded and grinned. "You bet."

Amanda had so many goals now. She finished cleaning and left the party. She opened up a carton of Milk Duds and walked up the stairs, tossing the carton back into her mouth, filling it with the chewy chocolate. Candice said she could sit upstairs and watch TV in the bedroom until all the guests were gone, but then she had to go back down to the couch.

It was around midnight when she heard the front door slam shut and footsteps coming up the stairs. Amanda gathered her trash and wrappers and waddled her naked body out the door to let David get some sleep without her bothering him. She was a little concerned when Candice walked in behind him.

"Don't worry about it," was all Candice told her and she disappeared into the bedroom with her husband. Amanda didn't care. She turned back