chapter 1

The craziest thing just happened.

I was on my way home from work. I didn't want to cook tonight, so I stopped at a restaurant and went inside. And that's when I saw her. Without a doubt, the biggest girl that I'd ever seen. By far. That's not the crazy part though. The crazy part was that she looked almost exactly like a girl I dated in college.

Which still isn't super crazy. Running into an ex is somewhat common, right? Except it's a little less common for your ex to be skinny, and the girl who looks like her to be... Pretty much the exact opposite of that.

This girl did look disturbingly close to Jessie though, so I had to find out. I walked up to her, and her face lit up with recognition as she saw me.

"Mark, it's been years!" She got up from the waiting couch to hug me, which took her an awkward 14 seconds. Yes, I was counting.

"Jessie, wow! Definitely didn't expect to see you today." We hugged, and I'll admit it felt good.

"So... I'll get it out of the way first, I know what you're thinking." Jessie looked at me and smiled.

"Oh, uh, I guess..." I tried to think of something to say, but she quickly spoke again.

"I've got a new haircut now, it's way shorter than I had it when we dated!"

That was definitely not what I'd been thinking. Even noticing it now, she couldn't have cut off more than an inch or two. But I definitely wasn't about to mention her weight.

"Yup, you got me. Couldn't get that off my mind. It looks great though!"

Jessie blushed. "Aw, thank you!" She went in for another hug. I didn't resist.

"So, uh, it would be nice to catch up." I was beyond curious to find out how she'd ended up this size.

"Yeah! Let's get a booth together." I spoke to the hostess and she led us over to one. I watched as Jessie squeezed herself in. "Ugh, they make these so small."

"Oh, I guess..." There was tons of room for me.

"So, tell me how you've been! I want to hear everything. You look a little different too, did you gain a bit of weight? It's okay though! It barely shows!"

She was talking a mile a minute, but I caught the part about my weight. Sure, maybe I didn't have the abs I had in college, but I was far from fat. But she noticed the weight I'd gained? What about her?

I laughed it off. "Yeah, I guess I gained a little bit. I haven't been up to anything super interesting though, mainly work and stuff. You remember I was in accounting? Big surprise, I'm an accountant now."

Jessie laughed, and her whole body shook. It was pretty cute. "That's awesome!" She wasn't this bubbly and sweet when we dated. I definitely liked this version of her better.

"What about you?" I couldn't believe it, but I was falling for this girl again.

"Oh, nothing super interesting either... I had a couple of jobs after college, but they weren't really right for me. So I started a bakery with Emma!" That explained a lot. "You met her, we were friends back in college. Her parents are pretty rich, they loaned her a lot and I put some of my own money in, and we opened a bakery! So I've been doing that for... let's see, a little over 5 years now. I love it though, it's way better than those other jobs I had."

"That's great! I'm really happy for you." Our waitress came over to take our orders. I hadn't even looked through the menu yet, but Jessie ordered enough food for an extended family, and ordered a pasta dish for me.

"Trust me, you'll love it." She noticed my surprise. "Oh, I've come here before."

We kept talking until the food came. It took a few waiters to carry Jessie's meal(s) over to our table, and she smiled as they set the food down in front of her.

"It looks so good!" My pasta looked pretty good too. She certainly knew what she was talking about when it came to food.

She happily began to eat. I tried not to show just how amazed I was, but she was probably too focused on her food to even notice. She polished off plate after plate, as I casually ate my pasta, making sure not to finish too soon before her.

Eventually, we both finished our food. "Ugh, wow. That was so good." Jessie was leaning back, groaning from how full she was. Her shirt had ridden up and made her belly quite noticeable, but I wasn't saying anything. I was a little concerned that she wasn't going to fit out of the booth though.

About ten minutes later, I'd paid the bill (happy to pay for Jessie, but shocked at the cost she'd racked up), and I got up to leave. My worries were proven valid when I saw Jessie still sitting in the booth, turning red from embarrassment. She motioned for me to lean in.

"Mark, there's a problem..." she whispered. I already knew what it was. "I told you this booth was way too small. I can't get out."

"Do you need me to pull you?" She shook her head.

"No, I'm.... I'm completely wedged in here. Can you get someone?"

I walked over to a waiter and explained the situation. He nodded and brought the manager over.

"I've never seen something like this before, but you're lucky we've got a handyman fixing some stuff in the back. He'll have to unscrew the table, and you should be able to get out. Next time though, you should watch how much-"

I interrupted her. "Jessie, just wait a couple of minutes. It'll be fine." I felt bad seeing her like this, though I figured it wasn't the first time it had happened.

The handyman came over soon, and he got to work on freeing Jessie from the "way too small" booth. Once it was removed, I got a full view of just how massive she was. I was in awe.

"Whew, thanks. Mark..?" She reached her plump hands out and I helped Jessie to her feet. We walked out of the restaurant together, with nearly everyone inside watching. Well, I walked. She waddled slowly with my help.