Chapter 2 - flat mates

Rhiannon sets down on the sofa, spoon in hand and looks over to Ruby - no spoon.
Toying with the idea of ditching her own, Ruby interrupts. "You just gonna stare at that hunk of deliciousness or devour it?"

"Well I was about to.... why are you using your hands?" dying to know.

"Several reasons, one being washing up. I'm lazy. Another being that I love licking my fingers clean, it feels so sensual," she looks over to Rhiannon who is intrigued and prompts her to continue.

"The other hand is always free to rub my belly or grab a roll or... you know."

"I sometimes pretend that I have a giant of a man forcing the cake down my throat, trying to get me as huge as he," Ruby is in full flow when Rhiannon cuts her short.

"How big is this giant man?" Rhiannon has always had a thing for tubby guys. Her most recent ex was small in comparison, weighing only 220 lbs.

"It changes from day to day, from dessert to dessert but never anything short of 400lbs," Ruby confirms.

"Sweet Jesus Rubes, how big do you wanna get? 400 lbs? More?" Rhiannon questions, shocked but at the same time is experiencing a sensation hard to describe that she has never come across before.

"I mean, I like food as much as the next girl and sure I think you look great but..."

"As big as our giant man wants me to be! If it's 400 lbs then so be it. Riddle me this little girl, how much do you think I weigh now?" Ruby is dying to tell her and Rhiannon equally as eager to find out.

"Wait, before you guess, what do you weigh?" poses Ruby.

"I have no idea, whatever I did this morning plus this cheesecake shortly," answers Rhiannon thinking about how much she is going to enjoy her dessert.

"Why don't we see just how much we weigh, I have a feeling this is going to be an interesting night."

The pair run up the stairs giggling; neither have left their cakes nor their cream. Rhiannon has left her spoon.

Ruby leading the way, Rhiannon realises that her largest pair of jeans, currently situated on Ruby's voluminous ass have torn and her cheeks are hanging out. As she goes to pat and tease Ruby about her ever expanding behind, the plumper girl swings round and rippp, the front tears too revealing wonderful, chunky thighs.

"I'll buy some more, promise," assures Ruby.

"Lets just get you weighed, without the hinderance of my jeans." Ruby turns on the scales and removes the ruined clothes revealing her wide middle and bottom half and steps on.