McChubbies? That’s not right…no, Alex was the head of marketing at ConTech. She got the promotion two years ago. His mother was there to help celebrate.
“What are you-“
A rattling honk sounds in the driveway, followed by the squeak of worn brake pads. Chris looked out the window, a battered sedan parking by his immaculate SUV. The cars suspension must have been messed up as well since it seemed to be listing towards the left hand side.
“Hey, Mom I think-“
“Oh good! Lexxi’s here, come on out and say hi to your sister, she’ll be so happy to see you!” Your mother paused. “Just…be nice this time, ok? She’s had a rough enough time as it is what with…well you know.”
Before Chris had a chance to gain his bearings he was being ushered outside towards the presumably 20yr old car.
So, there was nothing wrong with the suspension.
The woman that emerged from the vehicle came out in increments, an arm, a leg, another leg, then a torso. The car rocked slightly with relief.
“Hey…huff…Mom!”
Chris stood stock still.
The woman was enormous.
A chubby cheeks melded into a thick double chin, beads of sweat visible on her forehead. Husky shoulders slumped into pillowy upper arms that looked as big around as a normal persons thigh, her McChubbies uniform sleeves pinching into her arm fat. Chubby forearms ended in pudgy hands and chipped fingernails.
Her red polo strained against her chest, so tight he could tell her substantial breasts were barely supported by her ill-fitting bra. A sagging double belly plopped over the waistband of her straining black leggings.
As fat as her top half was, her bottom half took the cake…and then some. Broad hips jutted out from her sides like an overfed fertility idol. Thighs bigger around than his own waist and smattered in cellulite and enveloping her knees. She took several ponderous steps forwards, her wide gait a rolling waddle that caused a wave of jiggling across her form. Huffing and puffing at the effort of moving her titanic form.
“Oh…Em…GEE!! Chris!”
Chris, still in shock, looked at the behemoth of a woman that spoke with his sister’s voice. The eyes gave it away.
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