chapter 4 -the new place

Emma´s mom was so happy with the new place, she was smiling 24/7 well except for when she was eating of course. Her hubby had seen her struggles these last couple of months and noticed that she didn´t go upstairs anymore.

First he had thought it was due to an injury or something, but when she told him that well she was just too fat or too lazy (or both) to go upstairs he made sure she was comfortable downstairs. And he even went beyond that.

He actually got her a house with no stairs and an elevator above her place of work.

When she started managing the snackbar she just walked the 5 minutes to work. After the first 3 months she noticed that she was getting really tired off walking all that way every day. Why was she torturing herself, there was a huge parking across the street of the snackbar and she had her own car, right?

She didn´t walk more than from the parking to her desk since that day. It was a 2-minute walk and but even that was getting a bit much nowadays.



Emma´s mom knew it was her own fault, she had been gaining weight ever since Emma was born but lately it was really piling up. And she knew why.

She used to get some exercise doing the household chores, but now that she had a housekeeper and a job that required her to sit all day…. she didn´t take more than 500 steps a day. From the house to the car, from the car to her desk and back.

But the real cause of course were those milkshakes, they were so freaking good. She would start the morning mixing the first 2 with coffee and she would not stop ordering Martin to bring her a new ones till she went home. That sweet creamy taste was something she couldn´t do without anymore, if she emptied one she was already craving the next.

Also the promise, she made when she started, to not snack at the job had fully faded. At first it changed to only snacking when Katka and Emma were there. But then that damn Martin happened. He kept brining her a nice little snack with her milkshakes every now and then. A burger here, a donut there and some fries that were leftover.

He knew she could not stand leftovers, such a waste of money. Before she knew it every milkshake was accompanied by a snack. Lately it was even worse because she noticed that on those few occasions that Martin forgot the snack, she really got disappointed.

Emma´s mom truly enjoyed her work and she did a great job. At first she wasn´t sure what to do, she had never had a real job before, she was always the stay at home mom. But her husband explained why he needed her there. “People do their job so much better when they know they are being watched and in this line of work Quality and Service means everything.”

So she was sure to be there all the time keeping an eye on things and doing the paperwork. Thanks to her watching eyes the quality of the service and food was extremely, and she noticed her clientele growing both in number and in inches.

But what she really liked as creating up-sell opportunities. Spending her time surrounded by all the snacks and condiments she thought of many new combi menu´s. That she thoroughly tested herself to make sure her customers would come back for it. And of course all combi´s came with a large Milkshake, because well any snack should be washed away with sweet cold cream.

It worked wonderfully well the snackbar was running amazing, money was pouring in...but the side effect indeed was that the pounds were piling on....and she yes she herself had noticed. She never noticed her weight gain in the past, but she did not worry. Things were going way too good to even consider changing her routine and someone else had noticed as well. Her husband seemed.

Even though he wasn´t home much, her hubby could not keep his hands of her increasing curves during those hours he was home. He never made it a secret that he liked his girl big, but she wouldn´t have guessed he liked her as big as she was now. She was closing in on being half a ton and he seemed to love it.

She loved it too, well not everything about it. The being out of breath all the time, not able to reach places, not fitting in places still made her feel uncomfortable. Although it was getting less uncomfortable now she was getting more and more used to it. And she became an expert avoiding those awkward situations, where her belly would make it impossible for her to fit.

What she did love was to look at herself in the mirror and see that belly of hers hanging there like a huge bag of lard filling out her stretch pants to the max. It was so big that every step it slapped against her upper legs with every step. Upper legs which by the way had gotten so wide she couldn´t walk normal anymore anyway. So she carefully waddled as both her thighs and that slapping belly would put her of balance quite easy.

Emma´s mom was looking at herself in the huge mirror that covered one of the walls in her new bedroom. She must be close to being twice the size of what her mom weighted at her fattest.

Yes just like her own daughter she was the daughter of a fat mom. Well fat for those days, because nowadays a 240 LBS woman was considered obese, but in the 70´s in that small Dutch village her mom was probably the fattest women her neighbors had ever seen. Well her mom, and her mom’s sister prior to putting herself and her 12-year-old daughter on a drastic diet, leaving the village and breaking contact fit her horrible fat sister and that little swine of a daughter.

Emma´s stomach tingled the first time she heard here mom tell that story, and ever since she didn´t mind being called a swine.... somehow it excited her. Same happened when people called her fat. Fat to her always was something beautiful. Probably because it looked good on her mom....and this surplus of fat that was covering every part of her body was looking damn good on her.

She just had to rearrange her life a little to make it fit her new size, and this new place was the best thing to allow her to continue doing what she was doing.

She slapped her fat belly and felt it touching her knees for the first time. She gave herself one more look, loved what she saw and took the elevator downstairs where her first large Coffee Milkshake was already waiting for her with two donuts next to it…Martin was taking such good care of his boss she thought smiling.