chapter 4 (part two)

It was a challenge to find a restaurant of any kind that suited their (more like Rose’s) needs. A lot of them were health orientated or vegan and while Maya wasn’t against the messages they promoted, it wasn’t exactly ideal when you’re taking a chubby woman on a date with the full intention of making her...Well, full.

She had eventually settled on a place that was on the cusp of town, but definitely more up her alley. It was an ‘American’ place, so any place that sold burgers basically. The reviews for it were raving though and more importantly, it looked greasy.

Since Rose didn’t drive, Maya had offered to pick her up at her apartment. She wasn’t one for dressing up, being more of a sweatpants and large hoodies type of girl herself, but she went to some effort of looking presentable. She was wearing a button up shirt with the buttons undone just low enough to expose a bit of cleavage, tucked into a pair of super slim skinny jeans. Being rather small herself at a size 10, her thighs were probably the same size as Rose’s forearms in these jeans.

Speaking of which, Rose opened her front door with a warm smile, “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Rose was a lot more femme in every sense of the word; She in turn was wearing a wrap midi dress that flowed off her curves perfectly. It was floral in pattern and looked purposely vintage, a style that suited her well. The material seemed a little strained around her midsection, enough that Maya could point out where her belly button was. Now with the knowledge she had, maybe Rose was wearing it intentionally? That, or all of her clothes fit the same way too. Maya was having a hard time deciding which version was hotter.

The car journey was a fairly quiet one, as the two of them were just as nervous as each other. The quiet audio of the car radio was enough to keep the silence from awkward though, and soon enough Maya was parking up outside the restaurant.

They were greeted by a host that was maybe a bit too over friendly as he showed them to an available booth and were handed their menus, “If you need anything don’t be shy to ask!” He cheered before leaving them to it.

Maya allowed Rose some time to scan the menu, as she was sure it was a much lengthier process than her own choices. After a couple of minutes, she cleared her throat, “Sooo…”

Rose glanced up, a small smile creeping up her face, “Sooo…?”

“Ah...Would you like to, um, tell me a little bit about yourself?” Maya thought it’d be best to not jump straight into the main matter at hand, though left it open enough in case Rose was all for that.

She nodded in response as her smile grew wider, “Alright.”

Rose placed down her menu for now and adjusted herself in her seat, sitting upright with her arms resting on the table in front of her.

“Well, let’s see...I’m a digital freelancer so I work from home. I can do everything through emails and phone calls so I’m very lucky in that sense.”

Maya nodded along to her words. It made sense why she didn’t drive if she didn’t have any sort of office to drive to (on top of her lazy tendencies).

“...This is the first time I’ve ever lived by myself, though. As you can imagine it’s very...Let’s just say freeing?” Rose giggled, one of her hands subconsciously finding itself resting on her belly.

“Nobody telling you what you can and can’t do?” Maya chimed in, her gaze drifting down to Rose’s hand and wishing it was her hand instead.

She hummed in agreement, “Exactly. But what about you? Isn’t being a baker a little convenient considering…?”

“Wha-” Maya’s cheeks lit up as she was faced with another fit of laughter.
“I-I--I’ll have you know the place was my parent’s first, actually! They gave it to me once I turned eighteen, but I was always helping out when I was growing up.”

“I see.” Rose tapped her fingers against her stomach lightly in thought, “That makes a lot of sense.”

Maya frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Childhood can be very influential.” Rose replied, “What types of customers would you see on a daily basis?”

She opened her mouth to respond, before firmly shutting it again. Maya had never actually thought about it before, but now that she was she did seem to have a bit of a fascination for the larger customers when she was younger. While there would still be a good number of health nuts, it was a little more relaxed at the time. She distinctly remembers one woman, Maya would take a stab and reckon she was well over 400 pounds, waddling into the store with her belly hanging low in between her thighs.

Admittedly, she was also a bit of a chubby kid herself. Being the daughter to two bakers would do that to you. Though she lost all of her weight by the time she reached high school, she reckoned that also prooobably didn’t help how she felt about fat now.

“I think you’ve made your point.”

Soon enough, the over friendly host came to take their orders. While Maya wasn’t interested in starters, Rose ordered herself a share size of mozzarella dippers. For the main, Maya was having a simple quarter pounder burger with a side order of salad, meanwhile Rose was going for a double stack beef burger with cheese, bacon and mayonnaise with a large portion of fries.

Rose’s starter was a perfect opportunity for Maya to idly watch her eating mannerisms. Much like in the bakery, she ate as mess free as possible. She wondered whether it was to protect her makeup, or maybe so that she wasn’t judged by the people around her. It was clear she could pig out if she wanted to, as with a few of the dippers she was eating them whole. Even two at a time!

By the time mains rolled around, Maya’s looked pathetically small in comparison. The double stack burger looked as large as Rose’s face as she bit into it, letting out a low groan as grease oozed into her mouth. “Mmm...This is jus’ what I wan’ed”, she mumbled around her mouthful.

Maya could hardly focus on her own meal with the commotion across the table. The groans, the chewing noises, hell. Occasionally there’d be a quiet burp from her. Surely she had to be doing it on purpose?

And most impressively Rose managed to finish her main before Maya, who seemed to be struggling with her own. The burger was a bit too much for her tastes and the salad was filling enough on its own. There was about half of it left and it’d be a true shame to waste it.

“Ughn...Do you want the other half?” Maya offered, nudging her plate more towards Rose’s side of the table. As much as she wanted to say she was intentionally testing Rose, she genuinely couldn’t finish.

Rose raised her brow at her, transferring the half onto her own plate, “You’re seriously full?”

Maya nodded weakly, “Seriously.”

“Wow...I don’t know if that says something about you, or if it says something about me.” She scoffed before taking a large bite.

It was like Rose’s stomach was an endless pit, having not shown a single sign of stopping or even slowing down. It reminded Maya of the delivery order and while things were seemingly open now, she could finally ask about it.

“Well...If you don’t mind me asking, how did your ‘party’ go?”

Rose froze for a second, “Party? But I said I wasn’--Oh.” She paused. “Yeah it was, it was good…”

Maya leaned forward, speaking in a more hushed tone, “How long did the party go on for?”

For once, Rose seemed to be the one that was blushing.

“...Three hours.”

“And what was the hangover like?”

Rose pulled back, her face as red as her lipstick as she struggled to get any words to form out of her mouth. Instead, she simply held up three fingers.

Three pounds. From one food binge.

Maya also sat back again now, feeling a sense of bewilderment and arousal at the fact she was able to reduce Rose to a hot mess like that.

With that, Maya gestured for a waiter to come over to their table. ‘Is there a problem?’ he asked.

“No, no. We’re just ready to order dessert. Is it possible to get it to go?”


(Annnd here's the second part!
I know if there is a picky person out there who wants to point out, “But wait! Maya never gave her name to Rose!”; I’ll go out on a limb and say she either has a name tag or it’s in the bakery’s name. Honestly I’m far too lazy to do it any other way.

EDIT: I'm so embarrassed. Doing a reread of this I realised I put "Being the daughter to two parents would do that to you." instead of "bakers". Fixed that now but what a silly mistake to make!)