"Another blubbery bite to eat, right now!"
"Oooh, honey, my belly's aching and I couldn't possibly thinking of swallowing another snack... Now you're speaking my language! Just a little problem."
"What's that?"
"I'm not too sure if we can walk at the moment."
"Good point. Any ideas?"
"Well I...Hmmm, I might just have the solution."
Mary seemed distracted. Waving his hand in front of her face, Pico soon realised what she was so focussed on. On the other side of the street were another pair of fatties. Another couple by the looks of it, about three hundred pounds each. The girl had beautiful theme of red running through her hair and clothing, while the man had a sort of geeky, yet confident look to him. Mary and Pico instantly felt the similarities between each other as the couple smooched, grabbed and cuddled all the way down the street.
"Yeah, thet look rather nice, but how do we get them over here."
"EXCUSE ME!" Mary shouted at the top of her lungs, "Excus me! You two! Over there! Yes you! Could you give us a hand?"
With a happy shrug, the two crossed over the road to the even bigger couple. "Hi, what do you need?"
"Just a lift. Literally. We were too busy gorging on pizza to realise how heavy we were getting. Could you be a friend?"
"Ha, yeah, we know that all too well. Hold tight, we'll get you," the boy said, his inner good samaritan speaking aloud proudly.
As she reached for Mary's hand, the girl suddenly stopped. "Wait, if you two were eating pizza, where are the boxes?"
"We ate those too!" Pico saved, "We've got super big appetites. Heck, we almost ate the delivery man!"
"Oh alright. I don't think we know that feeling quite as well, but everyone's different."
Mary smiled gratefully as the two began to pull them up. Licking her lips, she looked forward to a lengthy smooch session with Pico when they were done. Prey squirming around in their bellies...So hot...so beautiful...so...irresistable.