chapter 2

Mark decided not to tell Tammy he knew about her fetish. He thought it far better to get to know her first; although he couldn't deny how amazingly beautiful Tammy was and what a great fat girl she could be made in to, with a little push.

It was more difficult than Mark thought to arrange an Elvis night at such short notice and he ended up a little out of pocket trying to get performers at the last minute. Still, it meant he got to spend the entire night chatting up Tammy. She arrived half an hour before the event was due to start, dressed in her best rock n' roll outfit, grinning excitedly from ear to ear. Mark had extra staff on tonight so that he would not be distracted. He wanted to give Tammy all of the attention she deserved.

As it turned out, Tammy was just as nice in real life as Mark had imagined. "Can I get you something to eat?" he asked politely. "On the house of course. I'm really pleased that you've come here to support our evening," he smiled gratefully.

Tammy accepted and Mark ordered her some snacks to have at a table he had reserved for them both, with the best view of the stage. Tammy danced in her chair as she tucked in to the carb-loaded treats, looking perfectly happy. Mark couldn't help but smile every time he looked at her.

Tammy was loving the music and the performers. Her face beamed with happiness all night, which melted Mark's heart. He could really fall for this girl, fat or thin.

The evening had been popular and the performers had got a good response. "It's been a profitable night," Mark nodded, looking at the takings. "We should do this again some time. It seems like you're not the only Elvis fan in town Tammy!"

Tammy beamed at the prospect of more evenings like this. Mark started to hope that she might want more than just a just a guy in a white suit and wig; maybe she wanted him too. He decided to bite the bullet there and then, asking Tammy to go on a proper date with him. Tammy accepted without delay, both of them smiling shyly at each other. Finally, as the last of the customers started to leave, the pair of them shared a kiss; only the one remaining Elvis impersonator being there to see it, before he too was ousted.

Tammy's cab arrived and she went to the door, waving sweetly at Mark. Unable to resist, Mark pulled her in for one last kiss. Oh the fat he could put on this girl if he had the chance, he thought as he felt up Tammy's slim ass one last time.