Chapter 4 - the date

Rachel had spent the last few days at her old place fantasising about her huge new roommates. She could hardly get over how turned on she had been by them; far more than she had ever felt for anyone else before. When the day came to move in, she felt utterly elated, almost feeling bad that she hardly cared at all that she was leaving Daniel for the last time.

None of her friends had offered to help her move. No one said anything, but they all seemed to blame her for the break-up. Daniel’s mother had ignored her entirely when she saw her at the supermarket that week. But as she settled down to bed that night, Rachel couldn’t help feeling that she was finally where she was supposed to be.

The new housemates, Mandy and Peter, were more than nice and showed an interest in Rachel’s life. They seemed sympathetic when she told them that she had recent split up with her boyfriend and the conversation started to flow quite nicely onto other things. Rachel tried not to disturb them too often as they sat downstairs, loved-up on the sofa with bags of snacks all around them. But what she wouldn’t have done to be sandwiched in-between them on the couch, she though voyeuristically. She could hardly pick between them which one she was attracted to more. Peter was much taller with a broad chest and bubble butt to match his large protrusive gut; but Mandy’s buttery physique and flabby tummy was just as much of a turn on.

Sitting there on the sofa was over 800lbs of sex appeal, Rachel thought, almost envying those flattened cushions beneath the fat pair. What was even better was that the sexy couple were not adverse to parading about the house with next to nothing on. Within only a couple of weeks, Rachel felt like she knew every inch of their bodies: the soft bulges and rippling fat.

A few weeks later, Rachel quietly closed the door behind her. Another unsuccessful date! What was she thinking, taking on a blind date? She sighed and stepped into the living room to get a glass of water before bed. That was when she saw the sight of Mandy and Peter sitting there in only their underwear on the couch, looking a little drunk.

Mandy was sat up, pushing a doughnut into Peter’s mouth when she saw Rachel at the door and laughed. “Rachel!” she called out, giggling and standing up. “We weren’t expecting you back for another couple of hours.”

Peter turned around as well. “Ignore Mandy!” he smirked. “She’s had a full bottle of wine to herself. It’s gone straight to her head,” he finished, bursting out with unexplained laughter that showed Rachel that he was just as drunk, especially given the many empty bottle of beers that stood up on the coffee table. He stood up and kissed his girlfriend on the lips, both of their hands sliding around the other’s waist to explore their large bellies.

The sight was almost too much for Rachel, whose heart immediately began to race as she stood there observing it all; the two fat, perfect people smooching and feeling each other up.

Peter seemed to come to his senses first. “Come on!” he laughed. “Rachel doesn’t want to see this!”

“Of course she does!” Mandy laughed. “Haven’t you seen the way she looks at us?”

Rachel swallowed, suddenly excruciatingly embarrassed. Had she been that obvious? She strolled on through to the kitchen with her head down and poured herself a glass of water, hearing Peter scolding Mandy from the lounge for embarrassing her.

But Mandy was too drunk to care. She came bouncing into the kitchen with a huge grin on her face. “Come join us!” she smiled in delight. “I’m trying to get Peter to finish this box of doughnuts for me!” she explained, taking Rachel’s hand and leading her to the sofa, pushing her down playfully to sit next to the massive Peter who had already plonked himself down again. Then Mandy sat herself down too, literally wedging Rachel in place between them both. “See…” Mandy whispered across to her boyfriend. “I think she likes us…”

Rachel looked down as her hands naturally fell onto the two bloated bodies beside her, as if finally freed to explore their curvaceous fat guts pressing in against her. “I’m sorry…” she mumbled regretfully, her face flushing red with more embarrassment than she had ever felt in her life before. "I don't know why I feel like this..."

Peter’s eyebrows raised as he finally believed what his girlfriend was saying. “Relax buddy!” he smiled. “There’s no shame in it!”

Rachel felt the two of them seeming to press in even more on her. She felt her body getting squashed between their giant masses. “I just can’t help it…” she tried to explain. “You guys are just so…”

Mandy and Peter placed a hand on Rachel’s toned thighs, sliding up to her crotch. Then Rachel felt Mandy unbutton her blouse and uncover her bra, then lower and lower.

“Not bad!” Mandy marvelled, sliding her hand onto Rachel’s breast. Rachel immediately gasped. Just having the fat girl touch her like this was better than any sex she had ever had in her life before.

“Not bad at all…” Peter agreed, seeing how elated Rachel seemed to be touched by his girlfriend and deciding to get in on the action.

Rachel’s smile was uncontained as her two massive housemates unbuttoned her pants and passionately made love to her, right there on the couch.