“Ugh, what a day.” Karen said as he lumbered into her apartment. Now matter how terrible a day can go, it always feels good to come home at the end of the day. She kicked off her shoes and plopped her fat rear onto the couch, but this time, she actually noticed something was off.

“I need to re-stuff this cushion.” She reminded herself as she felt herself sink in deeper than she remembered. With the remote in hand and a gallon of ice cream in the other, Karen Starr put up her feet and kicked back.

“I can’t believe that no one told me I was getting F-A-T!” the cartoon girl wept. Once settling on this show, Karen of course thought the girl on screen was overreacting since all she had was a very slight pudge. A few jogs on the treadmill would clear that right up, while meanwhile, she was able to indulge in pistachio almond fruit fudge butterscotch delight. Picking up her spoon, Karen then had a thought and just dropped that thing back on the sofa, zapped the frozen treat with her heat vision and upturned the ice cream right under her open maw.

It flowed down her gullet like water, and she groaned in delight as the tasty dessert filled her hungry tummy. Karen knew that she had been packing it away all day today and didn’t know what brought this on, but she defended it by reminding herself that she had been forced to skip lunch today and with her physiology, again, she could eat what ever she wanted. In no time, that entire gallon was sloshing in her belly, but the show was still going and she was still hungry.

“UUUURRRRP!” after getting some ice cream aftertaste, she got out of the sinking couch cushion, only to soon crush once more with plenty of more food in hand. Five different hot dogs topped with mustard and ketchup soon had their buns become fat on her buns. A new bag of BBQ chips was chomped down, one giant handful at a time. Even with the insanely loud crunching, she could still listen to the show with her super hearing. A 2-Liter of cola quenched her thirst from those, and that was when her microwave pizza finally dinged. A few precise zaps from her laser eyes chopped up the slices, and no matter how hot the cheese was, for Karen, it just felt so good to feel all of those flavors oozing into her maw as she chewed so much at a time. Once it was all inside her, she cradled her warm belly.

“BEEEELLLLLLCH!!! Ahhh, much better….whoa, the time! I need to get to Atlee.” She reminded herself. She and her best friend Atlee, aka Terra, had arranged to see a movie tonight, and even though she had super speed, Karen hated to rush. Besides, that jumbo sized movie popcorn with extra butter with her name on it wasn’t going anywhere.





Atlee waited for her friend outside the theater, positive she wouldn’t have to wait long. Dressed in her cute purple shirt with the angry heart in the middle and her purple skirt, Terra was really hoping she could talk Karen in to going dancing afterwards. She figured her friend owed her that for convincing her to see a horror movie. She claimed it wouldn’t be as scary since it was a classic, but Terra didn’t know.

“Atlee!” she heard a familiar and happy voice call out to her, but when she turned, Terra’s smile dropped as it looked like a blonde elephant was charging at her. Anyone who was in her way jumped out of the way, but some unfortunate souls were slammed into a wall or thrown to the ground as they bounced off her bulk. Terra feared she was going to be run over, but Karen stopped right in front of her, allowing her friend to see her blubber jiggle as she caught her breath.

“Sorry for the wait; I swear, no one in this city knows what ‘Get the hell out of my way’ means anymore.” She explained, but Terra was doing more observing than listening. Her friend was wearing green, short sleeve shirt with a yellow stripe along the top, which really popped out thanks to her gargantuan gazungas. Those two blimps would have sent that thing flying, if not for a black belt Karen had along her belly, which was squished in between two belly rolls. It was like two green layers of flab were trying to swallow it. Terra thought her friend was wearing jeans, but didn’t know of any pair that could stretch that much. The perfect shape of her butt cheeks could be seen through the stretched fabric, but currently Terra noticed the giant hams her friend called her thighs. The only thing clothing that wasn’t ridiculously stretched were her shoes and the pink headband she was wearing in her hair again.

“Something wrong kid?” Karen asked before waving her pudgy hand in front of her face. It looked Terra had gone into shock, but soon she was able to point at her and speak “Uh, Karen, why are you so…so…” she desperately searched for a way to say what she wanted to without hurting her feelings.

“ *Sigh* I keep telling you Atlee, when you get older, your boobs will likely grow as well.” Karen followed where her wandering finger had landed. Once Terra noticed that, she quickly tried again “No I meant,” but was interrupted “Believe me Ter, if I could help you in that department, I would.” Yes, Karen knew she had enough boobs for everyone, just underestimating the amount.

“Come on, let’s hit the snack bar.” Karen threw her flabby arm around her friend’s shoulders and led her in. Terra knew this was bad; not only was her friend in denial, but she was willing pay these insane food prices. Only Terra saw the irony in the fact that they were going to see a movie called “The Blob.”