Chapter 4 - 4 - pizza, pizza

As the three ate, Eileen studied Ava. The immobile woman ate with reckless abandon, with tomato sauce and grease caking her fingers, dripping onto her chest and belly, eating two large pizzas in one sitting so far. Meanwhile, Patrick settled with his own, a direct contrast to the significant other, eating each slice with careful precision. Little to the nineteen year old's awareness, she had managed to eat four slices herself - a personal record. Eileen reached for another slice, but her stuffed gut and mind stopped her short.

Patrick noticed her indecisiveness,, "Full? there's plenty to share. We're definitely not going to go through all this. I'll give you a pizza or two left over."

"Oh, no, I'm still not done yet..." Ava inserted. Grabbing Eileen's attention once more with her excessive eating.

"Ava, how much can you eat? I'm full..." she curiously asked, "I don't mean any offense either..."

"To be honest..." the blonde spoke in between bites, "...I don't know. I just keep eating until I'm satisfied, which takes a while. I'm not offended by your question by the way."

The ginger girl couldn't comprehend how a human being could possibly consume the amount of food reserved for a dozen people. Looking at the pizza left over in front of her, and the couple whom were still enjoying the food, eating another pizza slice looked appetizing again.

And so, her mouth bit down on the smooth, warm, pepperoni pizza. With that, the flavors that her taste buds provides, blessed her with a second wind of stomach space, eating the slice, and grabbing another.

Patrick recognized Eileen's continued consumption, and gave a slight smile. "I see you've still got a bit in you." he commented, "You'll do just fine with Ava."

Eileen took the words as a compliment, "Thank you...BUUUARP!" her gullet expended. "...Oh! I'm sorry..."

"No offense taken, let it out!" Ava nodded, sliding away another pizza box and reaching for another.

"God... I don't think I can eat anymore." the younger woman leaned back, rubbing her distended stomach. For once in her life, eating felt satisfying, rather than a necessity. The warmth enveloping her body as all the pizza digested felt comforting, making her slightly drowsy. Her mind went adrift as she instinctively daydreamed.

Meanwhile, Patrick and Ava continued the feast, and after over an hour of eating, the two called it quits, with two pizzas remaining.
"Madame Eileen?" the man of the house called.

She snapped out of her daydream, "Wha? How long has it been?"
"We've all been eating for some time... you just stopped, and stared at us, and your stomach."

"Oh...sorry, I-I never had this much food before." the girl admitted.

"Well, get used to it, because if you stick with us, you'll be seeing a ton of it!" Ava smiled, "Patty, could you hand me a roll of paper towels, I got a heckofa mess to clean up."

"Sure, love," he happily passed the paper towels over, with the grossly obese woman mopping the leftover sauce with it.

"It's been a while since I ate with other people like this. My dad never wants eat with me, or vice versa." Eileen added.

Ava then giggled, "Well, I'd be glad to. In fact, I'd welcome!"

"Perhaps working here with us is something that will help you enjoy life a little, get away from your father." Patrick suggested.

"Yeah, but I feel like I should be there for him sometimes. He's a lonely man, and the last thing he needs is to be just that."

"We're not going to keep you away from him, Eileen. In fact, perhaps in time we can find a way to help him, if any way possible."

His words surprised the nineteen year old, "You would-I mean, could?"

"Of course. I want to help. It's what I do best. If it helps you by helping him...then I am obligated to make it happen."
The teen focused on the gentleman, "Patrick, Ava, then I will happily help you two..." addressing the partner as well, "I promise I will be there for you."

The words from her made the couple ecstatic, eyes locked with joy "I will be seeing you tomorrow then?" Patrick maintained a professional composure.

"Yes, you'll see me." Eileen answered with conviction.

"Fantastic, I knew you were the right fit for us." he looked at his watch, "Oh dear, as much as I would like to keep you here a bit longer, it's well, it's halfway till nine in the evening, how does time move so quickly... We've been eating and talking, and mistracked it." the muscle man rose from the table, "I'll take you home right now, it was irresponsible of me to keep you for so long."

"I'm fine... I'm an adult, y'know." the redhead said.

"Yea, she can make choices on her own!" Ava added. "Let her stay a bit longer if she wants!"

Patrick picked up the empty boxes from the table, "I'll clean up and we'll talk a bit more in a bit. Ava, my love, why not take her out to the sunroom and have a nice chat as the sun sets?" he suggested.

"That's a lovely idea, Patty. Let's go, this way." Ava threw the last of the paper towels off of her and on the table, reversing her mobility scooter. After all the cleaning, the fat woman still had remnants of pizza all over her flabby, roll filled body, even staining the bra. Eileen rose from her chair, stretching, and feeling her tightened waistline from all of the food consumed.
The two met at the the other side of the large chamber, where lengthy glass sliding door led into the windowed room. Ava turned herself and the scooter to reach the door handle, pulling it open for the guest.

"You didn't have to..." The ginger ashamedly said, "It's not like I could've gotten the door."

"Hey, I do things my way. I don't let my disabilities get in the way too much." Ava winked, the two proceeding inside. "Have a seat, anywhere, I'm comfortable in my little scooter anyways... all this food's gotta digest."

Eileen chose a large plush beanbag chair, hopping onto it, sinking away.

"I wish I could sit down on that... I'm bigger than it, so I'd just crush it with my enormous ass." the blonde giggled.

Eileen laughed with her, "I agree..." as the two watched the twilight sky dim. The view was breathtaking for the poor girl, as she witnessed a large lake in the distance, the sun cresting beneath it's horizon.

"I love watching the sunsets... This place is perfect..." Ava commented, her words diverting Eileen's attention from the outdoors to the immobile lady. Her hazel eyes couldn't help but to stare in wonder at the impossibly fat woman.

"Um...Ava?" The teen raised voiced in a delicate tone, "I... don't want to offen-"

"Oh, sweetie." Ava cut off, "I know you're trying to be thoughtful of me. But I am not offended if you comment about my weight and size. I chose to be this way, and well..." she paused for a moment, "I've accepted it."

The words drew confusion for the fair skinned girl, "Wait... chose?"

"Um, yeah, so how do I put it... I, kinda enjoy being fat." she rubbed her leg eating, double multi layered belly. "I know it's going to be crazy to explain but there's a lot of layers to it..." Ava grazed her folds.

"I can see you're pretty content with the way you are, Ava... but why? Why do you like this lifestyle? Isn't it a bit....unhealthy?"

She giggled, "Of course it is... being one thousand and eighty nine pounds is quite the number on someone who's normal weight is one hundred and thirty."

The revelation shocked Eileen, "What!? You're that fat!? What did you do to get that big? Eat every minute of your life?" she muttered, Ava closed her eyes and boasted a satisfying grin, as if she enjoyed the insulting words.

"Oh I wish I got this fat naturally, oh...that would be great!" sexual tension came from the seat bound woman. "But, no, to answer your question, I got so huge because I injected myself with a drug called 'Sweet Dreams.'" the guest was about to speak, but Ava stopped her, "I know what you're going to say, to spare you the words, it magically turns your body into what your deepest desires want, appearance wise. For me, becoming fat was my thing. My kink. Funny thing is, I didn't even realize it it until just before using it.
"Everything you just said...that's impossible...how can a simple injection transform you into a blob of heaping lard?"

"Hah, it's not. You know Nayami? I'm gonna fill you in on her secret, she was a dude. In fact, the son of the famous late Joseph Newman."

"No, that can't be...."

"If the unnaturally large breasts and ass wasn't the clue then I don't know what reality you're in..." Ava laughed, "Even Patrick has had the stuff..."

"Hm? Ava? You said my name?" the future husband step into view.

"We're talking about 'Sweet Dreams.'" Ava added.

"Oh, Eileen, that's a complicated subject we can talk about later. Ava, you're getting too far ahead talking about that to her. I have to take madame Eileen home, I need to go to bed early, among other housework that needs finished." Patrick said.

"Gee, fine, take her away then." she detested.

"Come, we must go. I've loaded the extra pizza in the car, and we can discuss more on the way to your home." he ordered the teen.

"Well, bye Ava." Eileen waved.

"Bye! Eileen, It was nice to meet you! I can't wait to see you again!" Ava enthusiastically waved back, her body quivering with each movement.
The two left the sun room, and headed for the garage, where they swiftly entered the car and departed.

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Dear readers,

I do apologize for the lack of chapters as of late, I had a family emergency and my writing time has been utilized for that. I am not sure about when the next chapter release but it will come later this week for sure.

Thank you all for the support, and I look forward to adding more to this story! (once things are sorted out)

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