Chapter 1

"Jesus Bud, you didn't have to be so rude, now did you?", asked Amanda after hurrying up to her husband who had just left the fortune teller's tent in a huff. She just couldn't tell what had gotten into him ronight.

Just minutes before, they were just anotger inebriated couple enjoyinging a silly side attraction at the fair. Bud was enjoying himself as the extremely fat fortune teller, told Amanda that her love life with Bud was about to REALLY kick itself into high gear. Amanda thought it extremely cute how he blushed. She could tell Bud really seemed to like that prediction , by the way he was rubbing up her the most proximal of her plump thighs under the table.

Everything seemed fine, that was until the fortune teller whispered Bud's fortune into his ear, said her husband's fortune was "Special. For his ears only".

Still smiling Bud got up and approached the rotund fortune teller. As he did, Amanda felt the sudden sharp pang of jealousy as Bud looked hypnotized by the older fat womans enormous bounty. She knew he liked bigger girls like her, but never before, up to that that point had she thought he might be attracted to such a large woman. Madame Carlea had to be close to 400lbs, yet there was her drunken husband ogling her massive frame and bountiful chest.

Amanda almost attempted to stop Bud, but he was on the "fat old bitch" like a dog in heat. However, jealousy quickly morphed into confusion and embarrassment just a few short seconds later. She couldn't hear what Madame Carlea had whispered in his ear, but she could instantly tell something was awry as Bud's entire body stiffened, just seconds before
he began hurling fat insults and rude comments at a smiling Mrs. Carlea.

"Fuck you you old witch. You're as dumb as you are fat!", yelled the red faced Bud. "You're nothing but a Big Fat Fraud", yelled bud before storming out of the small tent.

Apologizing for her husband's rude behavior, Amanda politely asked what did she tell Bud. Mrs Carlea in turn showed her equal courtesies by held her ground saying cryptically, "All I told him was the truth".

"And that was?", questioned Amanda with more than a bit of exasperation coming through her voice.

This time Madame Carlea loked at her warmly, yet replied in a stoic tone, "That is not a question for me to answer", and then waved for the next paying customer to enter.