chapter 4 (2/2)

After twenty plates of food, Britney finally leaned back into the booth seat with a stupified smile on her face, her frosting and chocolate covered hands rubbing her belly that was still pressing slightly into the table, but nearly as much as before. “I’ve definitely missed hanging out with someone that doesn’t constantly haggle me for how much I eat and try to claim that I’m some big fatso. You’re the best, Max.”

“It’s nothing,” they said with a shrug and a slight tint on their cheeks. “Anyway, is there anywhere in particular you want to go shopping?”

“Hmmm...” She thought for a moment before looking down, attempting to hold onto each breast, but the fat simply overpowered her hands. “Maybe somewhere with a really good bra selection? These babies have been growing like crazy for the past year.”

Max smirked, sliding themselves out of the booth and moving the table a bit further away from Britney in the process. “I know the perfect place, just down the street.”

“Awesome!” She said with a smile, sliding her wobbling form down the booth seat and accepting Max’s offered hand before slowly standing up with a grunt. “And don’t worry about the bill - this is all on me!”

Before Max could offer a word of debate, Britney turned around and waddled ahead to the front desk. They found themselves memorized by the sight of their globular cheeks swaying back and forth... especially since right in the center, the fabric had ripped at the seems, causing her pale crack to be on full display, along with a sliver of her lacy black thong.

They quickly caught up to the brunette, walking directly behind her as to try to shield her split pants from being seen by everyone else.
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After nearly an hour spent shopping for a whole new wardrobe for Britney, as well as some new pants for Max, the two friends made their way to a fast food joint. They were still pretty full from the buffet, so Max just ordered a large ice cream shake and some french fries. Her roommate, however, get herself six triple cheeseburgers, two large fries, a large soda, and a large ice cream shake. Even after the sight at the buffet, they couldn’t help but stare in amazement as she managed to pack away all that food in less than twenty minutes.

Britney let out another loud belch, patting her belly, staining her new shirt in the process. “You sure you don’t want anything else? I’m thinking about getting back up for a couple more burgers.”

“Oh I’m good, but you go ahead,” Max replied as they watched their obese friend stand up with a grunt, balancing herself on the edge of the table as she did so. Despite her height, they weren’t able to see the bottom of her belly until she stepped out from behind the table and addled back to the register. Max was glad they had suggested sitting at a table with chairs this time.