This choice: The girls desperately need some new clothes. Time to hit the mall! • Go Back... Like most malls across America, the clientele at places in the south like Westgate Mall was dwindling fast. The ease of access that came from shopping on online retailers like Amazon, or even just browsing the online catalogues of regular brick-and-mortar companies meant that there was functionally no reason to actually go to the mall anymore. Add into the fact that, for people of a certain size, it was downright useless to try and find anything that would actually fit them on the rack. They'd have to special order it anyway, why put on pants and drive down to the mall?
And then there were people of Haley's size, for whom just getting into the car was a massive endeavor in and of itself.
If Mrs. West hadn't forwarded her doughy daughter a link to a new store opening up in the Gaffney Outlet Marketplace (known colloquially as the Yellow Mall), the thought of driving an hour out would have never crossed her mind. The Yellow Mall was much ritzier, much further away, and (perhaps most importantly) didn't have any air conditioning by merit of it being an outdoor mall. If the link had been about anything other than a store tailored to fit the ever-growing consumer base of excessively large people living in or around the upstate of South Carolina, she would have ignored it just the same as the other dozens of text she got a week from her ever-concerned and always-doting mama.
But when she said that she'd foot the bill if it meant helping Haley pick out some cute outfits (while carefully avoiding the topic if her daughter's enormous size), Haley's gears started turning. The number of items in her closet, or more accurately strewn about her bedroom, that she could actually wear was growing thinner by the day while she was most definitely not. Haley needed clothes, for like... going out and stuff. And if her mama was buying, then she didn't see any reason to hold out any longer than she had to. Even if it meant piling into the car with Courtney and Gabby...
"We're not stopping again." Gabby looked pointedly into the back seat, "You'll live."
"But... it's a McGangbang..." Haley's eyes were wide and dewey as she plead with her redheaded roommate for just one more drive through a McDonalds, "You get the McDouble and the McChicken and you—"
"Goddammit Haley, I know what a McGangbang is." Gabby grumbled from behind the wheel, "But the mall is right there."
"And McDonalds is right there." Courtney pointed helpfully with a chunky finger, her arm wing sagging onto her shelf of a left tit, "It's not like Lush is gonna close in the fifteen minutes it'll take us to go through the drive-thru and get a snack."
"I don't care, you should have ordered it when we stopped before we left." Gabby said with all of the strictness of a mother dealing with two unruly toddlers, "We're not stopping."
"Why noooot?" Haley whined with all of the patience of said toddler, "I'm hungry!
"Because the mall is right fucking there, Haley!" Gabby took her hand off of the wheel and knife-handed towards the large collection of mustard-yellow buildings that made up their destination, "We can get some on the way back!"
The real reason, of course, was that Gabby wasn't willing to put herself in that lane of temptation again. She had spent a lot of time chiding Courtney about how much of a bad influence Haley could be, but not nearly enough warding off the creeping kudzu that Haley's influence posed to her own willpower, and the two bacon egg and cheese biscuits that she had scarfed down just forty minutes ago were proof enough of that. They sat heavily on her stomach, sloshing around with the large Coke that her roommates had coaxed her into getting. And despite herself, Gabby knew that there was a chance that she would give into temptation again if they pulled up to an orderbox, and she didn't want to have to upgrade her own wardrobe just because she had forgotten how to say 'no' and mean it.
***
Gabby steered Courtney's CRV with one hand while the other wrestled with the secret menu monstrosity that was the McGangbang. Pulling into the parking space and shifting gears, the vehicle came to a grateful halt as the key left the ignition.
"Okay, we're here." Courtney said excitedly as she balled up the individual wrappers that came with the components of her triple-stacker sandwich, "Sit tight hun, I'll... I'll... hnnff..."
Courtney had gotten so big that she had to get a momentum going to get herself out of the car. The shelf-chested blonde stabilized herself on the frame of the car as she poured herself gut-first into the parking lot. Her twice-tiered tonnage brushed against the SUV parked beside them, its warmth spreading across her belly as it smooshed against the poor unwitting vehicle.
"Therrrre we go..." she puffed breathlessly, wiping her brow with a wide, wobbling arm as it threatened to pop out of her sleeve, "... fuck we should have parked straighter."
Courtney hip-checked the mirrors on both vehicles as she hopped up on the sidewalk, joining Gabby on the other side just as the potbellied redhead got out. They both knew that there was no way that Haley's absolute fucking tank of a tush was going to squeeze into a space where Courtney's more moderately sized (but still huge) weight distribution had trouble with. As they opened the door into the (thankfully) empty parking space on the other side, the wrappers from all four items that had gone into making two McGangbangs for Haley to scarf down tumbled into the parking lot.
"Scoot this way Haley."
"I... hrrff... am... hfff... scooting."
"Well, scoot better."
Watching Haley slosh and writhe in the back seat of Courtney's car was a sight. Her gut brushed against the back of the seats whenever she attempted to get some momentum going, and there wasn't nearly enough space to hock one of those enormous thighs over the other to get her on the right track. Courtney had to hold out her hands and sort of pull to get Haley sliding towards the driver's side door.
A car driven by another excessively large woman, but by no means as immense as Haley, honked its horn at the interruption of what was no doubt another member of Lush's clientele.
"Jesus Christ, in a minute!" Gabby waved at the woman as Haley started to make some progress before quietly adding "Fuck off, lady..."
It had taken a full minute before Haley was free and on her feet. The ordeal had left the three of them exhausted. A layer of sweat covered Haley's beet-red face as Courtney helped her stand.
"Hey..." Haley puffed longingly as she spied the bit of uneaten sandwich still in Gabby's hand, "Are you... gonna... finish..."
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