Throughout the whole conversation it hadn’t occurred to Isaac that the last time he had seen Lucy he had been nearly forty pounds lighter. As soon as she had mentioned lunch all he could think about was what he was going to eat. Admittedly, ignoring his growing size had become more of the norm for him as was ignoring his increasingly feminine features. A stranger would have a hard time being convinced that beneath all the fat and flab was a man. It wasn’t necessarily that he didn’t realize he was getting fatter and more womanly either, his brain had just seemed to decide that those two blatantly obvious facts were acceptable to ignored.
After much huffing and puffing, Isaac had managed to squeeze himself into a relatively new pair of jeans. Despite how recently he had purchased them they were already showing signs of not being long for use. The waistband cut into his middle causing his spare tire to become more pronounced. The legs were stretched taught around his thighs and there was no hope at all of being able to use any of the pockets.
Pulling a loose v necked shirt on, he made a final adjustment to his bra as he got ready to leave his apartment and made a mental note that he’d need to find a bigger bra soon.
Lucy quickened her pace as she neared the restaurant. Leaving her dorm had taken longer than she had expected and much to her chagrin she was running a few minutes late. Isaac had arrived early for once and had already grabbed them a table near the back of the restaurant.
Heading inside, Lucy took a moment to gain her bearings and let her eyes adjust to the restaurants lighting. Not immediately spotting Isaac, she started to walk further inside, weaving between other patrons and the busy waitstaff.
Movement at the back of the dining area caught Lucy’s attention. A fat young woman with meaty arms and sat at a table covered in plates of appetizers was waving at her. Chubby cheeks and double chin jiggling along with her jaw as she finished chewing on a breadstick, she continued to motion Lucy over. The excess movement only highlighted the plushiness of her arms. Lucy looked behind her, sure that she didn’t know the woman and that she must be in the way of someone.
The strange woman got up from her chair and began to waddle over, fat thighs slapping against each other in over tight jeans. The woman huffed and shuffled through the other tables, wide hips forcing her to turn sideways at points. Every plodding step was followed by a round of jiggling from a prominent belly. Atop that large fat filled gut was an even more prominent pair of breasts, the woman’s walk causing them to bounce and jiggle, filling the shirts v neck. The woman was smiling broadly at Lucy, double chin on full display and wisps of hair falling from an untidy bun on top of her head.
Lucy was momentarily taken aback as every step the woman took caused a wave of movement and jiggling across her overfed body.
“Lucy!” the voice was faintly familiar, maybe a bit higher that she had expected.
“Isaac…?” Lucy ventured cautiously, realization of what she was seeing slowly mounting on her.
“It’s so good to see you!” Isaac said, his voice pitching up an octave at the end of his exclamation. “Come on, I got us some appetizers!”
With that, Isaac began to make his way back to the table and Lucy was treated to a further shock. The view from behind showcased what had only been hinted at from the front. Squeezed into the strained seams of the jeans was possibly one of the largest asses Lucy had ever seen in person. The large and round cheeks bounced and rolled with Isaacs waddle. The poor pants couldn’t even contain the entire mass leaving a shelf of fat sticking out at the top.
Finally seated at the table, Lucy worked overtime to recover from her initial shock at Isaac’s transformation. She briefly considered breaching the subject of his weight, but erred on the side of caution. Instead, she tried to engage him in small talk, telling him all about her vacation and trying to get him to open up.
In truth it was a very one-sided conversation. As soon as they were seated Isaacs attention went back to the array of food before them, though he did try to follow the conversation as best he could and gesticulated to dishes he thought she should try. He barely broke his stride of chewing and shoveling more food into his mouth when the waitstaff appeared to take their order, mouth full of breadsticks he pointed at several items on the menu with a pudgy hand and nodded his head. Lucy was less hungry and felt more comfortable ordering a salad, the display of gluttony across from her tamping down her desire to get anything else.
Finally clearing his last plate and using a hunk of bread to mop up the remains of pasta sauce, Isaac sighed and leaned back in his seat, hands gently rubbing his distended belly.
“Bwaaaarp!” Isaac belched, eyes clearing and cheeks reddening momentarily from embarrassment “sorry about that, Lucy”
“Well, you certainly enjoyed that meal.” Lucy chuckled wryly as she observed the aftermath of Isaacs gorging.
She had sat back in disbelief as she watched him devour two large plates of spaghetti, one chicken parmesan with sides, a loaded baked potato, two baskets of bread, and several plates of appetizers.
“Ugh, that meal was sooo good.” Isaac moaned, blissfully ignorant of Lucy’s cocked eyebrow. “We totally *hic* need to go here more often.”
Lucy made an effort to ignore the fact that as he said this, one of his hands hand undone the button of his pants allowing his belly to surge forward and cover the jeans flaps.
“Oh that feels better. Oof, that was sooo tasty, but all those carbs are making me sleepy” Isaac sighed.
“All those carbs are making you something else too.” Lucy retorted, somewhat more cattily than she had intended.
“Ugh, don’t remind me.” Isaac replied blearily “These hips take up enough room as it is.”
The small comment didn’t even register in the overstuffed fatty’s head. Lucy, for her part, was dumbfounded by the very frank and honest admission. She didn’t think he knew he even said it though, but she began to suspect that some part of him was well aware of what was going on.
Gazing at the near comatose mound of fat across from her, Lucy began to wonder what to do to help her friend.
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