chapter 2

The walk in the heat from Becca's apartment to the restaurant was fine for Becca, at least. Now that she wasn't carrying 30 pounds of shit. It was a little harder for Naomi, though. 400 pounds of insulating fat isn't exactly optimal for summer weather. Not even halfway there, Naomi was panting and sweaty.

As they walked and chatted Becca asked,”Are you gonna make it?"

Naomi huffed and puffed as she answered,"Ya, I’ll..." she took a second to catch her breath," I'll be ok."

Every minute or so, Naomi had to readjust her tight gym shorts, because they kept riding up. After the tenth time she just gave up and put up with the wedgie. Of course this was absolute torture for Becca. She tried so hard not to look, but gave in and just peeked for a millisecond. Becca was trying her best to not just keep her fetish a secret, but also trying not to freak out the girl she just met. It was impossible to not undress Naomi in her head or think about squishing all of that luxurious fat, but she locked these thoughts to the back of her head. Becca wanted to get to know Naomi first. Maybe they would only hang out this once and never talk ever again, maybe they would just be friends and not date or anything and then there was the other option she really didn't want to be a reality. What if Naomi just wasn't into girls? It seemed like some flirting had gone on, but maybe she's just very friendly.

They finally reached the restaurant, Tony wang's buffet. The place looked like any other Chinese buffet, with random Chinese characters scattered across the front of the place, with a hand made sign that said, "STOP CALLING ABOUT LOST CATS,” A lot of drunk frat boys thought this was an original and genius prank call, but poor tony had been putting up with it for about 30 years at this point.

Naomi stopped for a second to catch her breath, practically wheezing from the 10 minute walk. Naomi smiled and jokingly said,"It might not look like much, but trust me this place is a little less mediocre than every other Chinese place in town."

Becca giggles and opened the door for Naomi,"After you, pinky."

"Kiss my ass." Naomi said trying to keep a shit eating grin while she took a couple strained deep breaths. She wiped the sweat, which at this point she was absolutely drenched, off her forehead and walked through the door Becca held open for her. As she walked past Becca, she caught the sent of Naomi's perfume mixed with her natural odor, brought on by all the heat and sweat. Becca blushed, as she found it to be completely irresistible. Then she cringed. She hated the fact that Naomi's B.O. had turned her on like that.

Again, Becca locked her thoughts in a box in the corner of her mind and caught up with Naomi. Naomi, completely exhausted, let all her weight flop down onto the booth. As Becca sat down across from her, Naomi was pushing the table to make room for her belly.

Naomi was still red in the face and panting,"Damn, I didn't think I was gonna make it." She said, wheezing between each word.

Becca couldn't help but laugh.

"What the hell is so funny?" Naomi was just a little bit irritable from the most exercise she's had in months.

Becca covered her mouth trying to keep her laughter in,"I dunno, you're acting like your gonna die, and it wasn't really that far."

"It wasn't that far for you. You only weigh 90 pounds."

"I weigh 145."

Naomi pouted and crossed her arms," whatever, I weigh like 3 times that," she squished her belly," think you could walk that far carrying this."

"Maybe, I don't think I'd mind."

Naomi sighed," not while I'm all sweaty like this, I feel gross as shit."


Becca decided to change the subject, to try to get Naomi back in a good mood."I'm sorry, how bout I get you some food."

"You might have to make a couple trips." Naomi said, still a bit pissed.

Naomi's bad mood disappeared immediately as soon as Becca set 3 plates of steaming Chinese food in front of her. "I'm sorry I was a bitch, guess I was just hungry." Naomi said, while she was stuffing her face with food falling out of her mouth. Becca had barely touched her food, finding it much more satisfying to watch Naomi eat 3 massive plates of food in under 3 minutes. Naomi ate like she couldn't get the food in her body fast enough. Naomi wiped her face and brushed the food off her lap," you mind going back up with me."

Confused, Becca asked,"Do you have anxiety or something."

Naomi laughed,"I need you to help to carry stuff for me, they just brought out a tray of fresh sushi."

By the end of the evening, Naomi had eaten over 50 pieces of sushi and enough of everything else to fill up 6 plates. Becca was a bit surprised when Naomi said she was full. It seemed like she wouldn't have stopped till everything was gone or they kicked them out. Becca almost felt bad for whoever had to wash the dishes.

Naomi started laughing nervously when she realized she was stuck in the booth. She looked up at Becca,"Help"

Becca grabbed both of Naomi's arms and pulled. Becca was in extremely good shape and could out-bench most of the guys on her university's football team, and it took all her strength to get her unstuck.

As they walked out of the restaurant, Naomi kept tugging at her shirt in vain. Her belly was so swollen she couldn't get it to stay past her belly button. Then Naomi said something that completely changed the entire night for Becca

"Well, that wasn't the most romantic date I've ever been on."

Those words hit Becca like a fucking cannon ball,"That... was a date!?"