This choice: She still has no idea | Go Back Chapter 18: If She's Happy, I'm Happy (ID #999226) an addition by: chaos ![View fearboy's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Watching the movie with Karen was very interesting for Atlee. It wasn’t so much the movie that she found interesting, but more the experience of watching it with her plumped up friend. When they went to take their seats, it became quite a spectacle watching Karen try to get her now jumbo sized booty into the tiny seat. She had to wiggle her buns around quiet a lot to fit them in, which caused most of her fat to jiggle. After she finally wiggled her bottom in, Atlee sat beside her friend and discovered that just because she had seated her fat ass into the seat didn’t mean all of her was in it. Her fat side oozed over into Atlee, but instead of being bothered by the abundant fat Atlee found it kinda nice. She leaned into it, feeling herself sink into the doughy flesh. Karen didn’t seem to mind as she stuffed herself with the two extra jumbo bags of popcorn she bought. Atlee barely watched the movie as she spent the whole time cuddling up with her friend’s fat.
One odd thing Atlee noticed was that whenever someone was sucked into the monster in the movie, Karen would pause from eating to lick her lips. Then when she went back to eating she’d gobble down the popcorn even more, whispering strange things to her food like, ‘don’t beg’ and ‘prepare to be digested’. Atlee thought it was weird, but it was probably one of those surface things she never understood.
After the movie, they headed back to Karen’s apartment and Atlee tried to figure out what to tell her friend that he looked like a whale. Walking behind the blubbery hero, Atlee watched her half ton booty sway with her movements, mesmerized that any surface dweller could have a butt that sexy. Her eyes snapped back up as Power Girl turned around. “Sorry Atlee, I’m a little tired tonight. You mind if we just sit on the couch and watch TV?”
“Sure,” the dark haired girl said, her eyes moving down the abundant form of her best friend. Karen gave no sign that she noticed and plopped her massive ass down on the couch. Atlee winced when she heard the couch groan in protest and waited a few seconds to see if it would collapse under her friend’s weight. Sitting carefully beside her bulging friend, Karen groaned softly and tilted her head back. She looked so peaceful and happy, Atlee really didn’t want to ruin that by telling her she was fat. “Karen, I think there’s something you need to know.”
Before going any further, Atlee noticed the gentle sway of Karen’s huge chest and heard her snoring softly. Her friend had fallen asleep and as she slumbered, Atlee moved closer. She had always liked her friend, she was fun and had those huge swells on her chest bigger then any pair underground. Atlee really liked the extra swells on Power Girl’s body and if she didn’t care about it, who was she to bring it up. Leaning against her friend, Atlee cuddled into her bulky side, reaching under her shirt to feel her doughy belly. Rubbing her hands over the smooth round midsection, Atlee listened to her snore, smiling softly as her hand continued to massage her gut.
“Maybe next time we go out, you’ll let me feed you my very fat friend,” Atlee whispered as she leaned over and gave Karen a kiss on her pudgy cheek. Blushing, Atlee spent the night cuddling and rubbing her fat friend, wondering what fun they might get up to tomorrow.
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