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Dori's final semester in college packed pounds of jiggly, wobbling flesh onto her plush, bosomy body like clay onto a Mesopotamian fertility goddess. Studying meant three full courses of calorie-dense food, four if she could still walk after finishing the dessert, and she studied more than ever before. She aced everything, and the results were visible at her mid-winter graduation, her hugely fattened, barely-exercised body growing more and more tired walking for her diploma, pausing, leaning forward, breathing heavily after just a short staircase.

May greeted her after the ceremony, wrapping her fleshy arms around Dori's meaty body, her fingers not quite reaching, pulling back with soft eyes and a smile, "You looked amazing up there."

Dori's sister was nearby, and her mom still seemed a bit shocked by her daughter's obese, billowing body, but she stepped up after May moved away, sunk her slender arms into Dori's bulging middle to hug, "So proud." she said, then bit her lips, "Any... Any plans now you've graduated?"

Dori shrugged, "I had an idea or two. Kinda thinking I should start going around looking for investors."

"Any plans..." Dori's mom hesitated, "Any plans on losing a bit of this weight?" She looked worried, "I mean, Dana'd said something, of course, but I didn't expect..."

"She's gained even more since I was telling you!" Dana commented, "Like... a lot more."

Dori rolled her eyes, "She's in the room, too, or did you forget that? You've gained weight, too, Dana, don't pretend." She poked cruelly at the inches of tummy fluff pouring over Dana's slacks, "What is that, ten, fifteen pounds? I've been studying too much to keep track of how much I'm eating, what's your excuse? Donuts?"

"Cut it out, you two!" Dori's mom interjected, stepping between them, "Dana, she's not wrong; you've been slacking off lately, but Dori!" She scoffed, shook her head, "I just... I barely know what to say, you've gained so much! Is... Is there something wrong with you that you haven't told us? Are... Are you depressed?"

Dori yawned, "Nope. Not depressed. Just hungry." She gripped a roll of belly, the largest, drew attention to it, "This is all because I eat too much, nothing else."

"But you'll stop?"

Dori snorted, "Probably not?"

Dori's mother was flabbergasted, "But... Dori, honey, you've put on at least eighty pounds since last Christmas!" She paused, then seemed to flash on how to get her wayward whale of a daughter back in line,"Your girlfriend! What's she think of all this?"

May stepped next to Dori, snaking a hand around the thick layer of lard where Dori's waist once was, "She thinks your daughter's the most beautiful, sexy woman she's ever met." She tightened her embrace, felt her fatness squishing against Dori's. She held out a hand, "Nice to meet you! I'm May, I sat next to you?"

Dori's mom went pale as she stared, open-mouthed. Dori spoke out, annoyed, "Basically, mom, May loves me. The way I am. She doesn't care that I've gotten super fat. It's not a problem. I'm healthy, she's healthy, and eating makes us both happy."

"Sweetheart—"

"I'm not gonna be you, okay?" Dori erupted, stamping her foot in an action that sent ripples shooting across her blubbery body, "I'm not gonna starve myself to death while my partner sleeps with his 'stupid, piggy, fat-ass secretary,' okay? May doesn't hate my fat, and I love being like this!" She turned, enraged, "Good-bye, mom."

May kept pace with Dori easily, weeks of living with a glutton in a state of constant stress-induced binging, she'd eaten only a bit more than she should, where Dori had stuffed her greedy face, swelling with flesh like a water balloon under a hose.

Her thighs chafed under her dress, but she couldn't remember a time they didn't. They settled into Dori's SUV, feeling the suspension lower as they added their 500+ pounds. May looked over, saw Dori's tear-filled eyes. She reached out, touched her girl, "Hey... You okay?"

Dori sniffed, "Y-yeah. I... I've known that was gonna happen for a while." She shook her head, "I've been expecting her to drop by and yell at me since Dana came by."

May snorted, "Dana ain't been going easy on the junk food herself. She tried to be sneaky with it, but she ate at least four bags of Skittles during the ceremony."

Dori chuckled, sniffling, "Always used to joke how Dana was gonna get fat."

"Well, pretty sure that day is coming." May nodded, "In the meantime, though, I'm starving." Dori chuckled, "Hey, don't laugh! You went and turned a sexy, big-booty bitch into a gross, gluttonous, 230 lb. fat-ass fuck pig." May shoved Dori, her hand sinking into the fat arm of her girlfriend, "Then, you make your fat little fuck pig sit through a three hour ceremony without food!"

Dori snorted, "Probably would've only been two hours, but some blimp-ass heifer at Baskin-Robbins kept flirting with hot, chubby girls and getting them hooked on terrible, super-high calorie foods, then giving them extra scoops on top of whatever they ordered."

May smirked, "Heh. Squishy chicks with senioritis getting extra ice cream, I mighta stole a few sundaes for myself, but I brought in business, dammit!"

"Damn straight you did. I wasn't the only one up there out-of breath after walking up there. Hell, we were probably the majority."

May pursed her lips, looked innocent, "And that's my fault? We live in the fattest state in the nation, of course you're not the only blimp!"

"Girl that came after me. Blonde girl I met in calculus last semester. I remember she was cute, one of those 'all-over' fatties, no tits, ass barely fit into her desk. I remember she was fat; I did not remember that much gut. You had to have seen her after me. Blonde hair, big, jumbo gut? Fat enough to where you could see her waddling, big belly wobbling through her gown?"

May shook her head slowly, "Saw her, yeah. Kinda reminded me of Rachel, only relatively skinny." She grinned, "Still no evidence I was involved."

"She came up, sat next to me, red in the face, cursing. Something about Baskin-Robbins?" Dori paused, smirked, "Of course, I asked if she was okay, and she was like, 'yeah, just fat,' and I asked her what she was saying about Baskin-Robbins, and apparently, she gained thirty pounds this semester, all thanks to 'that fat-ass hoe behind the counter' getting her hooked on their Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Sundae."

May smirked, "There's four girls working there. If you think any of us fit into anything smaller than a 20, then you are mistaken. We all a bunch of fat-asses."

"She described you pretty well..."

May pouted, "Look, maybe I wanted to give your chubby-chasing butt a bit more eye candy? I sell ice cream. Ice cream makes lazy girls into fatties, just look what it did to our sexy butts!"

Dori smiled, "Oh please, you like seeing them get fat, too. Don't push this on me!"

May smiled, embarrassed, "Okay, a little..." she admitted, "But most of it, I swear, these bitches do it to themselves!"

Dori considered, "Eh, doubt it. Maybe. Or they subconsciously wanted to fuck the sexy ice cream lady."

May leaned over, planted a kiss on Dori's cheek, "You think?" she purred, "Is that where you fit into this?"

Dori snorted, "Please, I am totally conscious of my desire to fuck your brains out."

"Oh yeah?" May murmured, sliding away, blinking rapidly, "Then you should really..." she bit her lip, inhaling, building up to a shout, "get me some fucking food, dammit!"

Dori laughed, wiping away the tears that were forming, and deciding, "Let's just go to McDonald's. I need some serious comfort food."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Christmas with May's family meant a lot of food, and it lasted from Christmas Eve until New Year's Eve. Eight days of endless eating, May and Dori alternated feeding and being fed, either staying in bed or walking all the way downstairs where three generations of feeders were preparing feasts, or maybe to the car for takeout. December 31st, they held back, just barely, indulging enough that by 9, May was full to bursting, and Dori looked pregnant, but they were both mobile, able to join the party downstairs.

The room was full of unwed family members, and it looked like a dystopian future of gluttony and excess, a world where the worst of McDonald's and KFC was considered 'diet food,' and shunned. May wandered over to Leia, the only girl under 200 pounds, pinching at her blubbery muffin top, "Hey. Looks like you made it to plenty of frat parties after all."

Leia flinched, pulling her pudge out of pinching range, turning with a mouth full of cake, frosting smeared across her indulging face, "Hmmph?" she swallowed, grimacing, "Ugh, May. Didn't know you were here."

May grinned, spread her arms, "Where the hell else would I be?"

Leia shrugged, "I dunno? Upstairs? Getting your fat face crammed full of eggnog or whatever?" May's greeting words registered, "Wait, what? Frat parties? The hell are you talking about?"

May grinned, "Oh, so..." She grabbed a roll of her cousin's swollen, burgeoning gut, "This isn't a bona-fide beer belly?"

Leia winced, pushed May off of her, "Ugh, no! Stop talking about it. It's freaking gross, I know. I got fat."

May laughed, "Chill, little piggy. You're talking to miss 'Freshman Forty' herself. You're not so far ahead of where I was this far into freshman year."

Leia grimaced, "Pretty fucking far, though. Twenty-four pounds. Far enough."

May bit her lip, adjusted her estimations of Leia's impressive weight gain. She'd only been up fourteen by Christmas, so she lied, "Yeah, well... It levels out second semester."

"Well I fuckin' hope so!" Leia responded, "I'm busting out of my clothes as it is!"

May noted the truth in Leia's words, the stress in her seams and the plate of food in her hand, half-full of cake and ice cream, half-covered with the remains of more. She coughed, "Heh, you're still gonna gain weight, though, unless something changes!"

Leia shrugged off the warning, "Oh, duh. At first, yeah, but my body should be getting used to this kind of eating, right? So it shouldn't be so bad."

May smiled bigger, and turned, returned to Dori's side without a word.

Dori was sitting by the food, like she usually was these days, expending few calories and absorbing as many as possible. She snatched another slice of pizza, stuffing her rounded face, then grabbing at her gut and groaning, "Ugh, babe, you gotta get me away from all this food!"

May laughed. She reached out, ran her fingers down the curve of Dori's belly, digging into the sweaty crease between belly and thighs. "Aww, but I like what it does to you!"

Another greedy chomp, "Yeah, I know, but..." Dori swallowed, "I'm like, two slices away from getting so full I can't move anymore!" She tore off another chunk, "If I can' move, then I can' get t' the bedroom," she argued through a mouthful, gulping heavily and finishing, "And you want me in the bedroom..."

May took the last bit of crust from Dori's hand and forced it down her throat, handing her another slice of pie, "Might as well push your limits," she said. Dori's eyes widened, and May's gentle hands started working, lifting the slice to her face, "I'll help..."

Dori was at her outer boundary, she felt enormous, and May was supplying the urge to continue. The primal, hungry being inside her was beyond sated, she could feel her skin tearing apart, stretching, but May's soft voice, gentle hands eased the discomfort. The last nibbles disappeared into her stretching stomach, and May seemed to be reaching for more, but Dori stopped her. She reached in May's direction, grasping wildly, getting a solid grip on her girlfriend's love handles, gasping, "N-no..." She paused, belching loudly, feeling the faintest relief at that, "No more..."

May smirked, "How about we just take a couple pieces upstairs with us, in case you change your mind?"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

May stuck to her job selling ice cream, but Dori had plans. She talked to everyone who might have been interested, went to enough lunches and dinners that she'd have gained weight without May's near-nightly feedings. Her list of investors grew, and her gut alongside it, right until she needed May's input.

"Wait. So... You're asking if I can think of any cute fat girls aside from you who eat too much ice cream?" May asked, scoffing, "I'm sorry, this just feels like a trick."

Dori laughed, "It's not a trick, for the last time! I'm trying to find girls to hire for the summer, and these are important details!"

May raised a brow, "Okay, so... I'm gonna need more qualifications, cause that list describes two thirds of the freshmen and half the rest of the school."

"Uh, they dress kinda skanky? Like, they're definitely eating too much, they're like, ten pounds too far gone for those jeans, but they wear them anyway, and they just can't resist ice cream, so they have to unbutton their pants?"

May snorted, "See, I know you're just trying to be cute and describe how I was a fat, sexy piggy on our date last night, but..." She steepled her fingers, "I actually think I have the perfect candidate."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

The night before opening was May 21st, the night before the beaches opened, and Dori calmed her nerves with food. On the couch, she was dressed for the summer heat, belly out, breasts held in order by a massive, blue bra, special-ordered, since 38P-cup bras weren't available in the local Victoria's Secret. Her hands dipped back into the family-size Doritos bag and found only crumbs.

She groaned, and May responded, moved to her side to take the bag, "Wow, that one went, uh..." She turned it over and nothing came out, "yeah, fast. Are... Are you okay? This is like, the second one of these you've gone through since dinner."

Dori licked her fingers clean of the yellow dust, "Yeah, I'm just... Stressed about tomorrow. Do we have any more?"

May squinted, "Yes..."

Dori puffed her bottom lip, "Please? I can't really move right now..."

May hesitated, puckering her lips, thinking, "Nah. You've had enough."

"What?" Panic rose in Dori's voice as May shuffled around to the front of the couch, bending down and grabbing a thick roll of her girlfriend's giving flesh, pinching tight while Dori stuttered, "W-What're- what're you doing?"

May pulled nose-to-nose with her girlfriend, squeezing a blubbery bulge of her gut flab, "I'm taking you shopping, lard-o." She pulled with all the strength in her massive, tree-like thighs, straining red-faced with the effort required to lift her 288 lb. girlfriend, grunting, "Ugh, Come on!"

Dori yelped, was motionless at first, then stood, her massive chest mashing into her lover's face, May's cruel pulling hurt so much. Her belly was tender, she abused it every day and most nights, but that suffering came from within, from how much she'd eaten, but this, "I'm up, I'm up! God!" She squealed, "What the hell? Why are you acting like this?"

May patted Dori's blubbery rolls, gentle, affectionate, and tore herself away from her girlfriend's mountainous cleavage. She smiled, "I was thinking of what we're gonna wear tomorrow at your big opening." She shrugged, "I was thinking bikini, 'cause it's the beach, right, but then I remembered how you looked in your bikini at Halloween, which was like..." She laughed, "Heh, let's just say you've put on a little weight since then."

Dori patted down her poor, roughly-handled belly, "Hmmph. So what? You're not exactly any skinnier yourself."

May chuckled, "You're right. I'm getting dangerously close to the big 250."

"Sure you haven't gone past it?" Dori asked, eying the thick, heavy-set gut pouring over May's soft, fabric shorts, reaching out for a solid handful, "Don't take this wrong, but you can't possibly see the scale over all this fatness you've got going on."

"God, no!" May laughed, "I used a trick I learned from this girl I know. She's kinda hugely fat now, but she's got the biggest boobs of any girl I've ever met." She smiled and her eyes glazed over, "Anyway, she figured something out." She grabbed her phone, went to the photos, "See, this big-titty porker thought enough to take a cell phone camera and take a picture if what the scale was saying under all that gut meat." She held out the screen, "See? Just like I said. 248."

Dori smiled, "Okay, fine. We go, but..." She narrowed her eyes, stepping closer, grabbing May's love handles and leaning down, "I'll be damned if you're not past 250 when we get back. You really think we can find a place with bikinis big enough for both of us?"

May laughed, "Please. I saw chicks like us every day last year. Fatter, some of them. There's definitely a place in town catering to fat chicks who want bikinis, and I kinda doubt it's gonna be hard to find, with how fucking many of us there are these days."

"Then we best get searching!"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

They found what they were looking for at SwimPlus, and they knew as soon as they walked through the door.

Four women in the room, six after they'd entered, and the pair of overfed feeders were the thin ones. A blimpish brunette on the far side, wedged tightly into a cushioned chair looked up from her Firehouse Sub to give a cheerful grin at them, and a 300 lb. thick-legged, belly-heavy redhead stepped up to assist, smiling, "Welcome to SwimPlus, all your swim needs for today's fuller woman, where plus-sized isn't a minus, my name is Lindsey, how can we help you tonight?"

Dori was unsure, "Umm, we need swimsuits?"

Lindsey laughed, her gelatinous belly shook with her, "Right, of course. Any specific kind you're looking for? One-pieces—"

"Pfft, fuck that!" May burst out, "See, now, we're not looking to hide a damn thing. We want to show off what we got. We're big, yeah, but we got bodies of a kind that I think the world needs to see!"

"Couldn't agree more!" Lindsey gushed, "Right this way, we've got bikinis for all sizes, any type you fancy, full-coverage, string, and heh, my personal favorite: thong."

May laughed, "Pfft, why would I pay extra for a thong bikini? Every damn bikini ends up wedged so far up my ass it's the same thing, anyway? My ass is like my fat gut, always hungry. You look like you know a thing or two about that though, don't you, Lindsey?"

"I could write a research paper, ma'am."

"And that's all well and good," May responded, "but my girlfriend's more concerned about her ginormous jugs. Isn't that right?"

Dori blushed, "Yeah... I, uh—"

"What size?" Lindsey had a pad of paper, presumably what they had in stock, and it threw Dori off, the idea that maybe.

"Umm, 38P?"

Lindsey furrowed her brow, puckered her lips, "Okay... We don't have anything that big..."

Dori punched May in her plush shoulder, "Told you!"

Lindsey sighed, "I wasn't done. Look, we don't have anything that big, but we do have a 38M in stock, and while it's gonna be tight—"

"—I'll say!" May tossed in.

Lindsey ignored her, "bigger women can wear a cup size or two down. You're not planning anything especially active?"

May laughed, "Please, the most active this one's gonna be is getting up for more food!" She squeezed Dori's shoulder, pressed her belly against her, "I'll make sure of that..."

"Well, that's all good, then!" Lindsey gushed, all smiles, "Just follow me and we'll get you set up!"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

May was confident, smiling as she waited until Dori stepped out of the change room, gut sagging over the straps of her green bottoms, the weight of her breasts stressing the top, squishing over the cups. "I dunno, it's... not bad, but—"

She stopped. Her jaw dropped.

May's confident half-smile spread into a cocky grin, "You like?" She stood from the bench, turning to the side. A thin strip of fabric traveled from her shoulders to her crotch, cutting across and digging into her plush F-cups, bending around her pillowy belly and covering her womanhood in technicality. She struck a pose, jutting one chunky, feminine hip to the side, dark-lined eyes crinkled with amusement, pink lips parted in an alluring, hungry smirk as she eyed the extra curves of Dori's bountiful body.

Dori stepped closer, trying to regain speech, murmuring, "Oh, I like..."

May reached out when she was close enough, gripping Dori's fleshy stomach, "Mmph," she groaned pulling closer, "So do I, both of these..."

Dori bit her lip, "Then, we're done here..."

May smiled, she knew what Dori meant by that, "Exactly. Let's pay and get out. We need some food."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _

They ate a lot on the way home, and more still after arriving.

Both bikinis were tight by morning, but neither girl felt any shame, their bodies were fat, overfed, swollen with sugar and carbohydrates, but they were dripping with sensuality. They talked and ate, overate, as usual, while they readied themselves for the first day of the new beach season. They parked the car in their old space, Dori was full of nostalgia.

"Leia's late." Dori noted as they looked out at the beach, their old haunts. "The stand's there, but Leia's not."

"Yeah, she kinda runs on my time." May responded, "Don't worry, she'll show. Few minutes late, every day, probably, but she'll show."

Dori shook her head, "Can't be having that..."

May chuckled, "Okay then, Mr. Hansen! Look, how about we get some burgers from the stand?"

Dori looked over at May, half-smiling, "Didn't we just have breakfast? Do we really need more food?"

May laughed, "God, no." She opened the car door, "Come on, then!"

The girl at the register was familiar, soft brown hair falling down wavy around a soft, pretty face. The management hadn't changed their stance on uniform, her red blouse was unbuttoned a full six inches from the top, and the rest was tight enough to show off the soft swell of her overfed tummy. She gave a big false smile at the corpulent couple, and was about to launch into the 'greeting' she'd been trained to give, but something distracted her. The fake grin turned real, "Hey!" She said, looking at May, "I know you! You do the Baskin-Robbins at the union, right?"

May paused, squinted, the recognition was mutual. This girl was a regular, she always ordered the same thing, "Banana Royale and a chocolate cookie dough shake, right?"

The girl laughed, "Yeah, unfortunately." She held out a hand, "Lisa."

May grinned, "May. Unfortunate? Why? That's a fucking delicious order!""

Lisa laughed, "Too delicious. Look at me, they want us to dress sexy for this job and I look like a fucking fat balloon over here!"

Dori chuckled, "They're still doing that?"

She got a strange look from Lisa, "Still? They said this was a new thing they were trying?"

Dori grinned, "Yeah, 'still,' because they tried it last year, but I fucked it up when I, uh..." She grabbed May, pulled her close, "I started dating the ice cream girl next door?" She pulled an embarrassed face, "Yeah, it kinda fell apart when I turned into a cow."

A laugh, "Oh yeah. That'll do it." Lisa shook her head, "I'm probably lucky there's no one over there this year. I can not resist a cute girl selling ice cream." She winked at May "That's already why I'm so fat now."

May shot a significant look at Dori, "Well, uh..."

Lisa groaned, "Don't tell me. They're just late, aren't they? Some beautiful woman's gonna come up and park next door selling ice cream by the quart for chunky bitches like me with no self control?"

Dori smirked, "I don't think she sells quarts just yet, but that's a good idea!"

May leaned in, "Look, it's my little cousin, okay? And she's really kinda sensitive. She packed on fifty pounds this last year. Could you do me a favor and... I dunno, flirt with her? I'm afraid she's gonna do like me and drop out 'cause she's getting fat."

"F-fifty pounds?" Lisa stuttered, interested, "Oh, wow... Uh, yeah! I could do that, for you!"

May grinned, "Awesome, and could we get, uh, four double bacon cheeseburgers? Six orders of extra-cheese chili fries?"

Lisa relayed the order, "Okay... and would you be interested in our new dessert options? We just added 'cookie dough on a stick' to our menu."

Dori laughed, "Lisa, I love how you think. Hells yes, we want one each!"

"You sure?" Lisa warned, "I tried one when they were telling us about them. I mean they're totally delicious, but ugh." She grimaced, "I still feel fat."

"Yeah. Definitely, sure."

Lisa's grin widened as she punched in the numbers and delivered their total. "Here you go! Enjoy!"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _

Nearby picnic table, Dori plopped her butt down, spread the food out, started munching. May followed, laughing, "Thought we didn't need any more food!"

Dori chomped into a burger, "Mmf. Need, no." She gulped heavily, went for more, "Want, always."

May softly snorted, "So true..." She didn't sit next to her girlfriend, there wouldn't have been room, but she lifted a knee to the bench, "You always want more, don't you?"

"Jus' abou'." Dori answered, cramming the last of the burger into her mouth, grabbing for the next.

May cackled, "God, look at you. You're so fat you barely even fit between the bench and the table!" She slid her hand into the warm, tight space she spoke of, "Here, why don't you spin around, put your back to the table?"

"Mmf, but then I can't see the food!"

"Shhhh, don't you worry about that, baby. Fat mama May's gonna keep you all full up... There we go, that's it..." Dori awkwardly stood, moving around, "This side of the table, Leia's just getting here..."

"Mmph. Remind me to yell at her for being late."

"Maybe later." May allowed, "Right now, you're eating." She moved a burger in front of Dori's face, "Every fucking thing I just ordered us."

"But... You..."

"I'm officially 250 pounds, thanks to your bullshit last night at the Cheesecake Factory!" May cut in, "And you..." She laughed maliciously, slapping Dori's swollen belly with a dull thumping, "Well you're getting too fat to run, now aren't you? Too fat to walk fast, even. How cast can you waddle?"

Dori opened her mouth to answer, but found it full of meat, carbs and cheese. Her moans were muffled; it was delicious at least.

"What's that?" May asked, "Sorry, I didn't get that. Chew and swallow, babe, we'll try that again."

Dori's chomping accelerated, she gulped, "I said— Mmmph!"

May's malicious grin grew wider as she clapped a cupped handful of melted cheese and chili fries over Dori's mouth. She felt Dori's tongue dipping between her fingers, licking up every little bit of sustenance. She grabbed more, helped herself to a greedy serving while Dori munched on a huge mouthful. Dori complained as best she could without words, groaned and pouted, furrowed her pretty brow angrily.

May snorted, "Oh, I'm sorry!" she said, not really, "You wanted all the food, didn't you?" She poked at her girlfriend's thick, blubbery belly, through the softness to the solid lump of food at its core. She grabbed a burger this time, viciously tearing into it, "Well," she said, chewing, "too fucking bad. You wanted a fat girlfriend, you got one. I'm too damn big to keep feeding you all this when I'm still kinda hungry."

Dori's eyes were big, they'd eaten two dozen donuts for breakfast but she'd only gotten eight, "You're—"

She didn't finish the sentence because another handful of deep-fried potato was being crammed down her throat, but May knew what was being asked, "Still hungry, yeah. Not a lot, but dating your kinky butt's got me thinking that if I can still bend in the middle, then I can eat, so fuck it, your blimp ass can go without one of these calorie-bomb burgers!" She took another bite, then paused, "Or... Half of one, maybe." She waved the half-eaten treat in front of Dori's nose, pulling it away as Dori lunged to bite it, "Ha! You know what, take it."

Dori grunted her piggish appreciation, and May pushed forward. She grabbed Dori's tummy, "Wow. This is... You're fucking huge." She grabbed roughly at a breast, sinking her fingers into the tender, sensitive flesh, "I mean, these are huge, but I think it's going more down here, now. You're getting fat, Dori, growing a big, slabby, sloppy gut, and look at you." She wiped a smear of cheese from Dori's cheek, "You still want more, don't you?"

Dori nodded, furious, her brain was suddenly lost in primal urges, desires, language didn't work. She grunted, reaching down, fingers trailing southerly until May stopped her, "Oh, is fatty getting horny? Come on, you gross, overstuffed fuckpig, you're in public! God, you're so fat you don't care anymore, do you?" Dori moaned, "What's that? God, you're totally shameless now, you used to be better than this, you used to be the modest one, now look at you.” She paused, looked down at Dori, none of this was sinking in, “You still want more fucking burgers, don't you? You know what?” May questioned, disdain dripping from her every word, “Lift up your tits."

"Hmmph?"

May sighed, "Your tits, chubby, your funbags, your over-sized milk glands, lift them up, let me see how big you actually are. Pinch your nips and pull up, come on, they're starting to sag! Makes it hard to see how big you're getting! Come on, show me that belly, what's going on with the gut!"

Eyes wide, lip quivering, Dori acquiesced, pinching broadly over her nipples, keeping decent, moaning softly as the cool beach wind hit the sweaty, sensitive skin of her upper belly. May smiled, "About what I thought. You could suck your own nips, couldn't you?" Dori exhaled, loudly, dipped her head in shame, and bit her lip. May laughed, "Oh my god, you do, don't you? Sorry babe, but I can't put a baby in you. No milk for fatty."

She chuckled, "Probably for the best. You got knocked up, you'd just be sitting on your fat, overfed butt all day, wouldn't you? Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you, you already eat enough for two as it is, you'd never stop eating, would you? I'd have to build some kind of funnel-feeding system just to keep you happy."

Dori was frantic with lust, quivering, she caressed the doughy swell of her gut, pleading, her word no more than a whisper, "P-please..."

May laughed, "Sorry, darling, but the technology's not there yet, and no dude's gonna knock you up, not when you look like a mutant combo of Pamela Anderson and the Michelin Man. Besides," she ran a light finger over Dori's skin, it was slick with sweat, "I'm pretty protective of my woman, even if she's a morbidly..." she jabbed cruelly at Dori's pillowed side, "obese..." she popped Dori's paunch, "heifer." She pulled closer, covered a fraction of one monumental breast with her hand.

Dori gasped, "Mmph... You... You love me..."

"Duh." May scoffed, "You're a brilliant, beautiful, business bitch with big boobs. You let me eat whatever I want—" May shook her head, "No, you beg me to eat whatever I want. Then you offer to spin my head around backwards with pleasure if I eat just a little bit more." May sighed, looking into space, "Of course I love you. So you're making me fat as hell. So you're a total cow all of a sudden, I really don't care." She glanced at Dori's feet, "Heh. You're kind of a fashion idiot, but even that, I can roll with."

Dori was recovering verbal control. She gulped, and looked to May, completely lost, "W-what?"

May smirked, "You wore your nice, fancy high heels to the beach. You can't even wear them off the concrete!" Her voice was alluring, sensual, "You wore 'boss' shoes and a slut swimsuit. Trying for professional, you got the world's oldest." She slid a finger beneath the strap of Dori's top, tightening it more, "Good thing I like that kinda thing, fat, piggy whores like you get me feeling just, mmmph" she groaned, following the line of fabric down to Dori's tit, copping a feel while her girlfriend's breath accelerated, "yeah, that's what I'm talking about! As long as you're around, I'm just a fat girl, like, I'm way fat, severe obesity and all that shit, but at least I'm not like you, the high-heel, boss lady, ice cream tycoon wannabe who hasn't heard she shouldn't sample her own supply."

Dori bit her lip, then the start of May's monologue sunk in. She pointed at the ground, accusing, "Y-you're in heels, too, blubber butt!"

May grinned, "Ouch, someone sounds hungry." She considered, "Well. Maybe not 'hungry,' but you'd be a lot nicer if your mouth was full. Here, babe," she crammed a burger roughly into Dori's open mouth, "Eat more. Eat a lot more. Keep eating. Put some meat on your bones." Her forehead wrinkled, "I mean, assuming there are bones under all this." She plunged most of a hand into Dori's belly flesh, searching, face tight with focus "Eh... Oh! Is... that a rib? I can't really... Heh, can't tell."

"Why's that?" Dori quipped, burger grease around her mouth, on her hands, glistening where she kneaded her tummy, uncomfortable but too lethargic to pull away from her girlfriend's grasping fingers, "You fail anatomy? You..." She wheezed, "obviously weren't listening in Health class on how to stay skinny."

May shrugged, "True story." She moved around, tried to get a good view of her own feet past her pink, fleshy glob of gut, "You mighta had a point on the heels, too. I was going for sexy stripper, but it's been like, a year since I wore these." She glared, half-serious as she leaned in to whisper, "Thanks to you and your little obsession with obesity, I'm too fat for my sexy stripper heels."

"Aww!"

May snorted, "Don't even. You're probably wetter than a water park, hearing that. Besides," she heaved herself upright, "I still fit into them." She stepped to the end of the concrete, "They help show off my butt, don't you think?" Dori's jaw hung open, she was regressing, again, to primality, and May knew it, "Yeah. You love my butt, don't you?"

Dori's labored wheezing sounded more akin to aroused panting, her hands were reaching below her gut again, but May got there in time, "Babe!" She cautioned, looking around for witnesses, seeing only one, Leia who was checking her phone for the time, it was near lunchtime, "Chill for like, five minutes!" She grabbed for the last burger, to stuff Dori more, but hesitated, squinted at it.

She tore it in two, handed the larger to Dori's waiting hands. Dori crammed it into her mouth at once, then glared at her girlfriend, eying the other half of the burger with lust in her eyes as her over-full cheeks bulged and her jaw chomped. May laughed, "You want this half, too? Wow. You're such a greedy hog, I mean, obviously, fucking look at you, but this is crazy." She grabbed a serving boat of chili fries, "There, help yourself, you've got four to go, still. I need this burger." She stated, licking her lips, "I'm doing all this stuff that's not eating, you wouldn't want me to lose all this donk, would you?" She twisted, and slapped her ass, hard, it would have hurt but for the cushion.

May saw Leia dip into the cart for a pint, then step to her car.

She sprung into action, turning quickly, "Five minutes is up. Go crazy." She backed her bloated bum into Dori's face, "You like that, don't you, you dirty woman, you just love my round, fat—" she straightened up, yelping, surprised. She looked back at her lover.

Dori's hand was down her swimsuit, her tongue was still out. May laughed, reached back to untie the ring holding her bikini together. She felt her breasts sag under their weight, and she caught her bottoms. Slowly, she pressed herself against Dori, "You love it so much," she purred, as Dori's body squished under her, "Why don't you kiss it?" An intelligible sound came from behind her, "Don't play innocent with me, Dori, you dumb porker, you heard me. Kiss my fat, naked ass." She pointed blindly to her tattoo, "On the fucking lips, dammit!"

She felt Dori's obedience, felt a hand between her thighs, felt Dori's soft body writhing with her climax, heard the stifled screams she knew so well. She stepped away, did her best to tie back her suit, "You done being all slutty, then?" She questioned Dori without looking at her, "I love fucking in public, but uh... Babe, I dunno how we got like this, probably your fault, but we're a little hard to hide these days."

She turned to see Dori in a sexual haze, hair a mess, jaw hanging loose. May snorted, shook her head, moved to fill that gap with food.

Another plate of fries, she pressed the paper boat roughly over half of Dori's face, covering everything but her wide, pleading eyes. They weren't pleading for a release, not at all, breathing was struggling, all she could do was eat, but she loved it. She ate at record speed, ignored the ache in her belly begging her to stop. She pulled May's hand when there was no more. Cheese and red-brown chili dripped from her face, she licked at it, and gasped, "Done."

"Ha, no you're not!" May gloated, "There's three more where that came from, lard-o, then..." She snorted, "Oh yeah, your ass still fits on the bench. You're gonna need dessert. A couple, probably." She grabbed a dish, "That's a while off, though. Have another!"

Dori was helpless to her own desires. She squirmed, kicked her fatty calfs at the air in protest at how much she loved the feeling, rushed to let May know when she finished each plate, happy to take more, though her tummy wasn't. She was too stuffed, her skin was stretching, angry red lines were forming.

There was one last plate, but May was teasing her, not feeding her, running it under her nose, pulling it out of reach when Dori made a grab for it, "Ah ah! You've been such a good little piggy today, I think I might just spare you this little bit, jump on top of this calorie bomb myself." She stepped further in front of Dori, "It'll probably go right here." She mused, slapping her meaty rump, "It always fucking does, doesn't it?" She shrugged, "Ah well, bigger is better, right?" She moved to take a bite, but Dori squealed her displeasure. May stopped immediately, "Wait, you actually still want this? After all that, you want more?"

A nervous, pink-cheeked nod was the answer May got, and she shook her head, feigned disappointment and disgust, "Fine, but don't come bitching to me when you wake up in the morning too fat for anything." She pulled closer, hands pressing Dori's belly, feeling the solidity beneath the blubber, "Wait, no, you should absolutely come bitching to me when that happens. I love you when you're naked."

The fries disappeared inside of her, then the cookie dough on a stick. Her midsection swelled, like a beach ball being inflated, it became a fleshy shelf for her breasts. Her legs spread, and her belly hung down. She felt wood grain against her sensitive under-gut, and it made her want more. But there was nothing left. She panicked, trying to twist her bloated body around, grabbing at the paper boat the fries were served in, licking at the ghosts of meat and cheese.

May laughed, "Still hungry? God, that says a lot. I'm pretty sure you ate enough to make a hippo feel fat. You want more? I could get more."

Dori groaned, "Ugh, I..." She wheezed, "I don't think..."

"Believe me. I get it." May nodded, "When you feel up to it, though." She nudged Dori's expansive side, "Scoot over, as much as you can. I'm getting sick of staying upright."

A few moments of grunts, shoves, and Dori had moved, thankful for the sand and sea winds smoothing splinters from the bench. Half a cheek hung over, but May was nearby, and no more comfortable. Something occurred to her; she checked her naked wrist.

"What... What time is it?"

May had no watch either. She looked up; the sun was past it's peak, "Noon? Noon-thirty?"

Dori's question was answered when the back door to the burger shack creaked open. Lisa stepped out, and made a beeline for Leia's ice cream cart. May and Dori couldn't hear words, but they read signals, and there were many, from both girls.

"Look at them." May mused, half-smiling, shaking her head, "Ten bucks says they're dating by the end of Summer."

Leia pulled out a pint of chocolate, handed it off. She grabbed a choco-taco, put on a show, licking out the ice cream, leaving the shell. Dori laughed, "Pfft. If you'd done that the first time I saw you, I'd have been on top of you within a week. Something tells me this Lisa girl's got something in common with me. Twenty says they're gonna get fat."

May snorted, "I'm not gonna take that bet. Might have, last year. A hundred pounds ago." She smiled, "These girls are gonna be eating like that every day for the next couple months. They're gonna get fatter even if you're wrong about Lisa. That's what beach food does."

Dori leaned her head on her girlfriend, "Yep. That's why I'm selling it."

May nuzzled Dori's shoulder, "Fattening yourself a new girlfriend?"

"Why start from scratch when I got you?"

"Good question." May said, "I am sexy as hell." She slapped at her exposed belly, pinched her rolls, "Perfect beach bod right here."

Dori laughed, wrapping an arm around May's soft body and purring, "God, I love you."

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Dori's final semester in college packed pounds of jiggly, wobbling flesh onto her plush, bosomy body like clay onto a Mesopotamian fertility goddess. Studying meant three full courses of calorie-dense food, four if she could still walk after finishing the dessert, and she studied more than ever before. She aced everything, and the results were visible at her mid-winter graduation, her hugely fattened, barely-exercised body growing more and more tired walking for her diploma, pausing, leaning forward, breathing heavily after just a short staircase.

May greeted her after the ceremony, wrapping her fleshy arms around Dori's meaty body, her fingers not quite reaching, pulling back with soft eyes and a smile, "You looked amazing up there."

Dori's sister was nearby, and her mom still seemed a bit shocked by her daughter's obese, billowing body, but she stepped up after May moved away, sunk her slender arms into Dori's bulging middle to hug, "So proud." she said, then bit her lips, "Any... Any plans now you've graduated?"

Dori shrugged, "I had an idea or two. Kinda thinking I should start going around looking for investors."

"Any plans..." Dori's mom hesitated, "Any plans on losing a bit of this weight?" She looked worried, "I mean, Dana'd said something, of course, but I didn't expect..."

"She's gained even more since I was telling you!" Dana commented, "Like... a lot more."

Dori rolled her eyes, "She's in the room, too, or did you forget that? You've gained weight, too, Dana, don't pretend." She poked cruelly at the inches of tummy fluff pouring over Dana's slacks, "What is that, ten, fifteen pounds? I've been studying too much to keep track of how much I'm eating, what's your excuse? Donuts?"

"Cut it out, you two!" Dori's mom interjected, stepping between them, "Dana, she's not wrong; you've been slacking off lately, but Dori!" She scoffed, shook her head, "I just... I barely know what to say, you've gained so much! Is... Is there something wrong with you that you haven't told us? Are... Are you depressed?"

Dori yawned, "Nope. Not depressed. Just hungry." She gripped a roll of belly, the largest, drew attention to it, "This is all because I eat too much, nothing else."

"But you'll stop?"

Dori snorted, "Probably not?"

Dori's mother was flabbergasted, "But... Dori, honey, you've put on at least eighty pounds since last Christmas!" She paused, then seemed to flash on how to get her wayward whale of a daughter back in line,"Your girlfriend! What's she think of all this?"

May stepped next to Dori, snaking a hand around the thick layer of lard where Dori's waist once was, "She thinks your daughter's the most beautiful, sexy woman she's ever met." She tightened her embrace, felt her fatness squishing against Dori's. She held out a hand, "Nice to meet you! I'm May, I sat next to you?"

Dori's mom went pale as she stared, open-mouthed. Dori spoke out, annoyed, "Basically, mom, May loves me. The way I am. She doesn't care that I've gotten super fat. It's not a problem. I'm healthy, she's healthy, and eating makes us both happy."

"Sweetheart—"

"I'm not gonna be you, okay?" Dori erupted, stamping her foot in an action that sent ripples shooting across her blubbery body, "I'm not gonna starve myself to death while my partner sleeps with his 'stupid, piggy, fat-ass secretary,' okay? May doesn't hate my fat, and I love being like this!" She turned, enraged, "Good-bye, mom."

May kept pace with Dori easily, weeks of living with a glutton in a state of constant stress-induced binging, she'd eaten only a bit more than she should, where Dori had stuffed her greedy face, swelling with flesh like a water balloon under a hose.

Her thighs chafed under her dress, but she couldn't remember a time they didn't. They settled into Dori's SUV, feeling the suspension lower as they added their 500+ pounds. May looked over, saw Dori's tear-filled eyes. She reached out, touched her girl, "Hey... You okay?"

Dori sniffed, "Y-yeah. I... I've known that was gonna happen for a while." She shook her head, "I've been expecting her to drop by and yell at me since Dana came by."

May snorted, "Dana ain't been going easy on the junk food herself. She tried to be sneaky with it, but she ate at least four bags of Skittles during the ceremony."

Dori chuckled, sniffling, "Always used to joke how Dana was gonna get fat."

"Well, pretty sure that day is coming." May nodded, "In the meantime, though, I'm starving." Dori chuckled, "Hey, don't laugh! You went and turned a sexy, big-booty bitch into a gross, gluttonous, 230 lb. fat-ass fuck pig." May shoved Dori, her hand sinking into the fat arm of her girlfriend, "Then, you make your fat little fuck pig sit through a three hour ceremony without food!"

Dori snorted, "Probably would've only been two hours, but some blimp-ass heifer at Baskin-Robbins kept flirting with hot, chubby girls and getting them hooked on terrible, super-high calorie foods, then giving them extra scoops on top of whatever they ordered."

May smirked, "Heh. Squishy chicks with senioritis getting extra ice cream, I mighta stole a few sundaes for myself, but I brought in business, dammit!"

"Damn straight you did. I wasn't the only one up there out-of breath after walking up there. Hell, we were probably the majority."

May pursed her lips, looked innocent, "And that's my fault? We live in the fattest state in the nation, of course you're not the only blimp!"

"Girl that came after me. Blonde girl I met in calculus last semester. I remember she was cute, one of those 'all-over' fatties, no tits, ass barely fit into her desk. I remember she was fat; I did not remember that much gut. You had to have seen her after me. Blonde hair, big, jumbo gut? Fat enough to where you could see her waddling, big belly wobbling through her gown?"

May shook her head slowly, "Saw her, yeah. Kinda reminded me of Rachel, only relatively skinny." She grinned, "Still no evidence I was involved."

"She came up, sat next to me, red in the face, cursing. Something about Baskin-Robbins?" Dori paused, smirked, "Of course, I asked if she was okay, and she was like, 'yeah, just fat,' and I asked her what she was saying about Baskin-Robbins, and apparently, she gained thirty pounds this semester, all thanks to 'that fat-ass hoe behind the counter' getting her hooked on their Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Sundae."

May smirked, "There's four girls working there. If you think any of us fit into anything smaller than a 20, then you are mistaken. We all a bunch of fat-asses."

"She described you pretty well..."

May pouted, "Look, maybe I wanted to give your chubby-chasing butt a bit more eye candy? I sell ice cream. Ice cream makes lazy girls into fatties, just look what it did to our sexy butts!"

Dori smiled, "Oh please, you like seeing them get fat, too. Don't push this on me!"

May smiled, embarrassed, "Okay, a little..." she admitted, "But most of it, I swear, these bitches do it to themselves!"

Dori considered, "Eh, doubt it. Maybe. Or they subconsciously wanted to fuck the sexy ice cream lady."

May leaned over, planted a kiss on Dori's cheek, "You think?" she purred, "Is that where you fit into this?"

Dori snorted, "Please, I am totally conscious of my desire to fuck your brains out."

"Oh yeah?" May murmured, sliding away, blinking rapidly, "Then you should really..." she bit her lip, inhaling, building up to a shout, "get me some fucking food, dammit!"

Dori laughed, wiping away the tears that were forming, and deciding, "Let's just go to McDonald's. I need some serious comfort food."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Christmas with May's family meant a lot of food, and it lasted from Christmas Eve until New Year's Eve. Eight days of endless eating, May and Dori alternated feeding and being fed, either staying in bed or walking all the way downstairs where three generations of feeders were preparing feasts, or maybe to the car for takeout. December 31st, they held back, just barely, indulging enough that by 9, May was full to bursting, and Dori looked pregnant, but they were both mobile, able to join the party downstairs.

The room was full of unwed family members, and it looked like a dystopian future of gluttony and excess, a world where the worst of McDonald's and KFC was considered 'diet food,' and shunned. May wandered over to Leia, the only girl under 200 pounds, pinching at her blubbery muffin top, "Hey. Looks like you made it to plenty of frat parties after all."

Leia flinched, pulling her pudge out of pinching range, turning with a mouth full of cake, frosting smeared across her indulging face, "Hmmph?" she swallowed, grimacing, "Ugh, May. Didn't know you were here."

May grinned, spread her arms, "Where the hell else would I be?"

Leia shrugged, "I dunno? Upstairs? Getting your fat face crammed full of eggnog or whatever?" May's greeting words registered, "Wait, what? Frat parties? The hell are you talking about?"

May grinned, "Oh, so..." She grabbed a roll of her cousin's swollen, burgeoning gut, "This isn't a bona-fide beer belly?"

Leia winced, pushed May off of her, "Ugh, no! Stop talking about it. It's freaking gross, I know. I got fat."

May laughed, "Chill, little piggy. You're talking to miss 'Freshman Forty' herself. You're not so far ahead of where I was this far into freshman year."

Leia grimaced, "Pretty fucking far, though. Twenty-four pounds. Far enough."

May bit her lip, adjusted her estimations of Leia's impressive weight gain. She'd only been up fourteen by Christmas, so she lied, "Yeah, well... It levels out second semester."

"Well I fuckin' hope so!" Leia responded, "I'm busting out of my clothes as it is!"

May noted the truth in Leia's words, the stress in her seams and the plate of food in her hand, half-full of cake and ice cream, half-covered with the remains of more. She coughed, "Heh, you're still gonna gain weight, though, unless something changes!"

Leia shrugged off the warning, "Oh, duh. At first, yeah, but my body should be getting used to this kind of eating, right? So it shouldn't be so bad."

May smiled bigger, and turned, returned to Dori's side without a word.

Dori was sitting by the food, like she usually was these days, expending few calories and absorbing as many as possible. She snatched another slice of pizza, stuffing her rounded face, then grabbing at her gut and groaning, "Ugh, babe, you gotta get me away from all this food!"

May laughed. She reached out, ran her fingers down the curve of Dori's belly, digging into the sweaty crease between belly and thighs. "Aww, but I like what it does to you!"

Another greedy chomp, "Yeah, I know, but..." Dori swallowed, "I'm like, two slices away from getting so full I can't move anymore!" She tore off another chunk, "If I can' move, then I can' get t' the bedroom," she argued through a mouthful, gulping heavily and finishing, "And you want me in the bedroom..."

May took the last bit of crust from Dori's hand and forced it down her throat, handing her another slice of pie, "Might as well push your limits," she said. Dori's eyes widened, and May's gentle hands started working, lifting the slice to her face, "I'll help..."

Dori was at her outer boundary, she felt enormous, and May was supplying the urge to continue. The primal, hungry being inside her was beyond sated, she could feel her skin tearing apart, stretching, but May's soft voice, gentle hands eased the discomfort. The last nibbles disappeared into her stretching stomach, and May seemed to be reaching for more, but Dori stopped her. She reached in May's direction, grasping wildly, getting a solid grip on her girlfriend's love handles, gasping, "N-no..." She paused, belching loudly, feeling the faintest relief at that, "No more..."

May smirked, "How about we just take a couple pieces upstairs with us, in case you change your mind?"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

May stuck to her job selling ice cream, but Dori had plans. She talked to everyone who might have been interested, went to enough lunches and dinners that she'd have gained weight without May's near-nightly feedings. Her list of investors grew, and her gut alongside it, right until she needed May's input.

"Wait. So... You're asking if I can think of any cute fat girls aside from you who eat too much ice cream?" May asked, scoffing, "I'm sorry, this just feels like a trick."

Dori laughed, "It's not a trick, for the last time! I'm trying to find girls to hire for the summer, and these are important details!"

May raised a brow, "Okay, so... I'm gonna need more qualifications, cause that list describes two thirds of the freshmen and half the rest of the school."

"Uh, they dress kinda skanky? Like, they're definitely eating too much, they're like, ten pounds too far gone for those jeans, but they wear them anyway, and they just can't resist ice cream, so they have to unbutton their pants?"

May snorted, "See, I know you're just trying to be cute and describe how I was a fat, sexy piggy on our date last night, but..." She steepled her fingers, "I actually think I have the perfect candidate."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

The night before opening was May 21st, the night before the beaches opened, and Dori calmed her nerves with food. On the couch, she was dressed for the summer heat, belly out, breasts held in order by a massive, blue bra, special-ordered, since 38P-cup bras weren't available in the local Victoria's Secret. Her hands dipped back into the family-size Doritos bag and found only crumbs.

She groaned, and May responded, moved to her side to take the bag, "Wow, that one went, uh..." She turned it over and nothing came out, "yeah, fast. Are... Are you okay? This is like, the second one of these you've gone through since dinner."

Dori licked her fingers clean of the yellow dust, "Yeah, I'm just... Stressed about tomorrow. Do we have any more?"

May squinted, "Yes..."

Dori puffed her bottom lip, "Please? I can't really move right now..."

May hesitated, puckering her lips, thinking, "Nah. You've had enough."

"What?" Panic rose in Dori's voice as May shuffled around to the front of the couch, bending down and grabbing a thick roll of her girlfriend's giving flesh, pinching tight while Dori stuttered, "W-What're- what're you doing?"

May pulled nose-to-nose with her girlfriend, squeezing a blubbery bulge of her gut flab, "I'm taking you shopping, lard-o." She pulled with all the strength in her massive, tree-like thighs, straining red-faced with the effort required to lift her 288 lb. girlfriend, grunting, "Ugh, Come on!"

Dori yelped, was motionless at first, then stood, her massive chest mashing into her lover's face, May's cruel pulling hurt so much. Her belly was tender, she abused it every day and most nights, but that suffering came from within, from how much she'd eaten, but this, "I'm up, I'm up! God!" She squealed, "What the hell? Why are you acting like this?"

May patted Dori's blubbery rolls, gentle, affectionate, and tore herself away from her girlfriend's mountainous cleavage. She smiled, "I was thinking of what we're gonna wear tomorrow at your big opening." She shrugged, "I was thinking bikini, 'cause it's the beach, right, but then I remembered how you looked in your bikini at Halloween, which was like..." She laughed, "Heh, let's just say you've put on a little weight since then."

Dori patted down her poor, roughly-handled belly, "Hmmph. So what? You're not exactly any skinnier yourself."

May chuckled, "You're right. I'm getting dangerously close to the big 250."

"Sure you haven't gone past it?" Dori asked, eying the thick, heavy-set gut pouring over May's soft, fabric shorts, reaching out for a solid handful, "Don't take this wrong, but you can't possibly see the scale over all this fatness you've got going on."

"God, no!" May laughed, "I used a trick I learned from this girl I know. She's kinda hugely fat now, but she's got the biggest boobs of any girl I've ever met." She smiled and her eyes glazed over, "Anyway, she figured something out." She grabbed her phone, went to the photos, "See, this big-titty porker thought enough to take a cell phone camera and take a picture if what the scale was saying under all that gut meat." She held out the screen, "See? Just like I said. 248."

Dori smiled, "Okay, fine. We go, but..." She narrowed her eyes, stepping closer, grabbing May's love handles and leaning down, "I'll be damned if you're not past 250 when we get back. You really think we can find a place with bikinis big enough for both of us?"

May laughed, "Please. I saw chicks like us every day last year. Fatter, some of them. There's definitely a place in town catering to fat chicks who want bikinis, and I kinda doubt it's gonna be hard to find, with how fucking many of us there are these days."

"Then we best get searching!"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

They found what they were looking for at SwimPlus, and they knew as soon as they walked through the door.

Four women in the room, six after they'd entered, and the pair of overfed feeders were the thin ones. A blimpish brunette on the far side, wedged tightly into a cushioned chair looked up from her Firehouse Sub to give a cheerful grin at them, and a 300 lb. thick-legged, belly-heavy redhead stepped up to assist, smiling, "Welcome to SwimPlus, all your swim needs for today's fuller woman, where plus-sized isn't a minus, my name is Lindsey, how can we help you tonight?"

Dori was unsure, "Umm, we need swimsuits?"

Lindsey laughed, her gelatinous belly shook with her, "Right, of course. Any specific kind you're looking for? One-pieces—"

"Pfft, fuck that!" May burst out, "See, now, we're not looking to hide a damn thing. We want to show off what we got. We're big, yeah, but we got bodies of a kind that I think the world needs to see!"

"Couldn't agree more!" Lindsey gushed, "Right this way, we've got bikinis for all sizes, any type you fancy, full-coverage, string, and heh, my personal favorite: thong."

May laughed, "Pfft, why would I pay extra for a thong bikini? Every damn bikini ends up wedged so far up my ass it's the same thing, anyway? My ass is like my fat gut, always hungry. You look like you know a thing or two about that though, don't you, Lindsey?"

"I could write a research paper, ma'am."

"And that's all well and good," May responded, "but my girlfriend's more concerned about her ginormous jugs. Isn't that right?"

Dori blushed, "Yeah... I, uh—"

"What size?" Lindsey had a pad of paper, presumably what they had in stock, and it threw Dori off, the idea that maybe.

"Umm, 38P?"

Lindsey furrowed her brow, puckered her lips, "Okay... We don't have anything that big..."

Dori punched May in her plush shoulder, "Told you!"

Lindsey sighed, "I wasn't done. Look, we don't have anything that big, but we do have a 38M in stock, and while it's gonna be tight—"

"—I'll say!" May tossed in.

Lindsey ignored her, "bigger women can wear a cup size or two down. You're not planning anything especially active?"

May laughed, "Please, the most active this one's gonna be is getting up for more food!" She squeezed Dori's shoulder, pressed her belly against her, "I'll make sure of that..."

"Well, that's all good, then!" Lindsey gushed, all smiles, "Just follow me and we'll get you set up!"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

May was confident, smiling as she waited until Dori stepped out of the change room, gut sagging over the straps of her green bottoms, the weight of her breasts stressing the top, squishing over the cups. "I dunno, it's... not bad, but—"

She stopped. Her jaw dropped.

May's confident half-smile spread into a cocky grin, "You like?" She stood from the bench, turning to the side. A thin strip of fabric traveled from her shoulders to her crotch, cutting across and digging into her plush F-cups, bending around her pillowy belly and covering her womanhood in technicality. She struck a pose, jutting one chunky, feminine hip to the side, dark-lined eyes crinkled with amusement, pink lips parted in an alluring, hungry smirk as she eyed the extra curves of Dori's bountiful body.

Dori stepped closer, trying to regain speech, murmuring, "Oh, I like..."

May reached out when she was close enough, gripping Dori's fleshy stomach, "Mmph," she groaned pulling closer, "So do I, both of these..."

Dori bit her lip, "Then, we're done here..."

May smiled, she knew what Dori meant by that, "Exactly. Let's pay and get out. We need some food."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _

They ate a lot on the way home, and more still after arriving.

Both bikinis were tight by morning, but neither girl felt any shame, their bodies were fat, overfed, swollen with sugar and carbohydrates, but they were dripping with sensuality. They talked and ate, overate, as usual, while they readied themselves for the first day of the new beach season. They parked the car in their old space, Dori was full of nostalgia.

"Leia's late." Dori noted as they looked out at the beach, their old haunts. "The stand's there, but Leia's not."

"Yeah, she kinda runs on my time." May responded, "Don't worry, she'll show. Few minutes late, every day, probably, but she'll show."

Dori shook her head, "Can't be having that..."

May chuckled, "Okay then, Mr. Hansen! Look, how about we get some burgers from the stand?"

Dori looked over at May, half-smiling, "Didn't we just have breakfast? Do we really need more food?"

May laughed, "God, no." She opened the car door, "Come on, then!"

The girl at the register was familiar, soft brown hair falling down wavy around a soft, pretty face. The management hadn't changed their stance on uniform, her red blouse was unbuttoned a full six inches from the top, and the rest was tight enough to show off the soft swell of her overfed tummy. She gave a big false smile at the corpulent couple, and was about to launch into the 'greeting' she'd been trained to give, but something distracted her. The fake grin turned real, "Hey!" She said, looking at May, "I know you! You do the Baskin-Robbins at the union, right?"

May paused, squinted, the recognition was mutual. This girl was a regular, she always ordered the same thing, "Banana Royale and a chocolate cookie dough shake, right?"

The girl laughed, "Yeah, unfortunately." She held out a hand, "Lisa."

May grinned, "May. Unfortunate? Why? That's a fucking delicious order!""

Lisa laughed, "Too delicious. Look at me, they want us to dress sexy for this job and I look like a fucking fat balloon over here!"

Dori chuckled, "They're still doing that?"

She got a strange look from Lisa, "Still? They said this was a new thing they were trying?"

Dori grinned, "Yeah, 'still,' because they tried it last year, but I fucked it up when I, uh..." She grabbed May, pulled her close, "I started dating the ice cream girl next door?" She pulled an embarrassed face, "Yeah, it kinda fell apart when I turned into a cow."

A laugh, "Oh yeah. That'll do it." Lisa shook her head, "I'm probably lucky there's no one over there this year. I can not resist a cute girl selling ice cream." She winked at May "That's already why I'm so fat now."

May shot a significant look at Dori, "Well, uh..."

Lisa groaned, "Don't tell me. They're just late, aren't they? Some beautiful woman's gonna come up and park next door selling ice cream by the quart for chunky bitches like me with no self control?"

Dori smirked, "I don't think she sells quarts just yet, but that's a good idea!"

May leaned in, "Look, it's my little cousin, okay? And she's really kinda sensitive. She packed on fifty pounds this last year. Could you do me a favor and... I dunno, flirt with her? I'm afraid she's gonna do like me and drop out 'cause she's getting fat."

"F-fifty pounds?" Lisa stuttered, interested, "Oh, wow... Uh, yeah! I could do that, for you!"

May grinned, "Awesome, and could we get, uh, four double bacon cheeseburgers? Six orders of extra-cheese chili fries?"

Lisa relayed the order, "Okay... and would you be interested in our new dessert options? We just added 'cookie dough on a stick' to our menu."

Dori laughed, "Lisa, I love how you think. Hells yes, we want one each!"

"You sure?" Lisa warned, "I tried one when they were telling us about them. I mean they're totally delicious, but ugh." She grimaced, "I still feel fat."

"Yeah. Definitely, sure."

Lisa's grin widened as she punched in the numbers and delivered their total. "Here you go! Enjoy!"
_ _ _ _ _ _ _

Nearby picnic table, Dori plopped her butt down, spread the food out, started munching. May followed, laughing, "Thought we didn't need any more food!"

Dori chomped into a burger, "Mmf. Need, no." She gulped heavily, went for more, "Want, always."

May softly snorted, "So true..." She didn't sit next to her girlfriend, there wouldn't have been room, but she lifted a knee to the bench, "You always want more, don't you?"

"Jus' abou'." Dori answered, cramming the last of the burger into her mouth, grabbing for the next.

May cackled, "God, look at you. You're so fat you barely even fit between the bench and the table!" She slid her hand into the warm, tight space she spoke of, "Here, why don't you spin around, put your back to the table?"

"Mmf, but then I can't see the food!"

"Shhhh, don't you worry about that, baby. Fat mama May's gonna keep you all full up... There we go, that's it..." Dori awkwardly stood, moving around, "This side of the table, Leia's just getting here..."

"Mmph. Remind me to yell at her for being late."

"Maybe later." May allowed, "Right now, you're eating." She moved a burger in front of Dori's face, "Every fucking thing I just ordered us."

"But... You..."

"I'm officially 250 pounds, thanks to your bullshit last night at the Cheesecake Factory!" May cut in, "And you..." She laughed maliciously, slapping Dori's swollen belly with a dull thumping, "Well you're getting too fat to run, now aren't you? Too fat to walk fast, even. How cast can you waddle?"

Dori opened her mouth to answer, but found it full of meat, carbs and cheese. Her moans were muffled; it was delicious at least.

"What's that?" May asked, "Sorry, I didn't get that. Chew and swallow, babe, we'll try that again."

Dori's chomping accelerated, she gulped, "I said— Mmmph!"

May's malicious grin grew wider as she clapped a cupped handful of melted cheese and chili fries over Dori's mouth. She felt Dori's tongue dipping between her fingers, licking up every little bit of sustenance. She grabbed more, helped herself to a greedy serving while Dori munched on a huge mouthful. Dori complained as best she could without words, groaned and pouted, furrowed her pretty brow angrily.

May snorted, "Oh, I'm sorry!" she said, not really, "You wanted all the food, didn't you?" She poked at her girlfriend's thick, blubbery belly, through the softness to the solid lump of food at its core. She grabbed a burger this time, viciously tearing into it, "Well," she said, chewing, "too fucking bad. You wanted a fat girlfriend, you got one. I'm too damn big to keep feeding you all this when I'm still kinda hungry."

Dori's eyes were big, they'd eaten two dozen donuts for breakfast but she'd only gotten eight, "You're—"

She didn't finish the sentence because another handful of deep-fried potato was being crammed down her throat, but May knew what was being asked, "Still hungry, yeah. Not a lot, but dating your kinky butt's got me thinking that if I can still bend in the middle, then I can eat, so fuck it, your blimp ass can go without one of these calorie-bomb burgers!" She took another bite, then paused, "Or... Half of one, maybe." She waved the half-eaten treat in front of Dori's nose, pulling it away as Dori lunged to bite it, "Ha! You know what, take it."

Dori grunted her piggish appreciation, and May pushed forward. She grabbed Dori's tummy, "Wow. This is... You're fucking huge." She grabbed roughly at a breast, sinking her fingers into the tender, sensitive flesh, "I mean, these are huge, but I think it's going more down here, now. You're getting fat, Dori, growing a big, slabby, sloppy gut, and look at you." She wiped a smear of cheese from Dori's cheek, "You still want more, don't you?"

Dori nodded, furious, her brain was suddenly lost in primal urges, desires, language didn't work. She grunted, reaching down, fingers trailing southerly until May stopped her, "Oh, is fatty getting horny? Come on, you gross, overstuffed fuckpig, you're in public! God, you're so fat you don't care anymore, do you?" Dori moaned, "What's that? God, you're totally shameless now, you used to be better than this, you used to be the modest one, now look at you.” She paused, looked down at Dori, none of this was sinking in, “You still want more fucking burgers, don't you? You know what?” May questioned, disdain dripping from her every word, “Lift up your tits."

"Hmmph?"

May sighed, "Your tits, chubby, your funbags, your over-sized milk glands, lift them up, let me see how big you actually are. Pinch your nips and pull up, come on, they're starting to sag! Makes it hard to see how big you're getting! Come on, show me that belly, what's going on with the gut!"

Eyes wide, lip quivering, Dori acquiesced, pinching broadly over her nipples, keeping decent, moaning softly as the cool beach wind hit the sweaty, sensitive skin of her upper belly. May smiled, "About what I thought. You could suck your own nips, couldn't you?" Dori exhaled, loudly, dipped her head in shame, and bit her lip. May laughed, "Oh my god, you do, don't you? Sorry babe, but I can't put a baby in you. No milk for fatty."

She chuckled, "Probably for the best. You got knocked up, you'd just be sitting on your fat, overfed butt all day, wouldn't you? Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you, you already eat enough for two as it is, you'd never stop eating, would you? I'd have to build some kind of funnel-feeding system just to keep you happy."

Dori was frantic with lust, quivering, she caressed the doughy swell of her gut, pleading, her word no more than a whisper, "P-please..."

May laughed, "Sorry, darling, but the technology's not there yet, and no dude's gonna knock you up, not when you look like a mutant combo of Pamela Anderson and the Michelin Man. Besides," she ran a light finger over Dori's skin, it was slick with sweat, "I'm pretty protective of my woman, even if she's a morbidly..." she jabbed cruelly at Dori's pillowed side, "obese..." she popped Dori's paunch, "heifer." She pulled closer, covered a fraction of one monumental breast with her hand.

Dori gasped, "Mmph... You... You love me..."

"Duh." May scoffed, "You're a brilliant, beautiful, business bitch with big boobs. You let me eat whatever I want—" May shook her head, "No, you beg me to eat whatever I want. Then you offer to spin my head around backwards with pleasure if I eat just a little bit more." May sighed, looking into space, "Of course I love you. So you're making me fat as hell. So you're a total cow all of a sudden, I really don't care." She glanced at Dori's feet, "Heh. You're kind of a fashion idiot, but even that, I can roll with."

Dori was recovering verbal control. She gulped, and looked to May, completely lost, "W-what?"

May smirked, "You wore your nice, fancy high heels to the beach. You can't even wear them off the concrete!" Her voice was alluring, sensual, "You wore 'boss' shoes and a slut swimsuit. Trying for professional, you got the world's oldest." She slid a finger beneath the strap of Dori's top, tightening it more, "Good thing I like that kinda thing, fat, piggy whores like you get me feeling just, mmmph" she groaned, following the line of fabric down to Dori's tit, copping a feel while her girlfriend's breath accelerated, "yeah, that's what I'm talking about! As long as you're around, I'm just a fat girl, like, I'm way fat, severe obesity and all that shit, but at least I'm not like you, the high-heel, boss lady, ice cream tycoon wannabe who hasn't heard she shouldn't sample her own supply."

Dori bit her lip, then the start of May's monologue sunk in. She pointed at the ground, accusing, "Y-you're in heels, too, blubber butt!"

May grinned, "Ouch, someone sounds hungry." She considered, "Well. Maybe not 'hungry,' but you'd be a lot nicer if your mouth was full. Here, babe," she crammed a burger roughly into Dori's open mouth, "Eat more. Eat a lot more. Keep eating. Put some meat on your bones." Her forehead wrinkled, "I mean, assuming there are bones under all this." She plunged most of a hand into Dori's belly flesh, searching, face tight with focus "Eh... Oh! Is... that a rib? I can't really... Heh, can't tell."

"Why's that?" Dori quipped, burger grease around her mouth, on her hands, glistening where she kneaded her tummy, uncomfortable but too lethargic to pull away from her girlfriend's grasping fingers, "You fail anatomy? You..." She wheezed, "obviously weren't listening in Health class on how to stay skinny."

May shrugged, "True story." She moved around, tried to get a good view of her own feet past her pink, fleshy glob of gut, "You mighta had a point on the heels, too. I was going for sexy stripper, but it's been like, a year since I wore these." She glared, half-serious as she leaned in to whisper, "Thanks to you and your little obsession with obesity, I'm too fat for my sexy stripper heels."

"Aww!"

May snorted, "Don't even. You're probably wetter than a water park, hearing that. Besides," she heaved herself upright, "I still fit into them." She stepped to the end of the concrete, "They help show off my butt, don't you think?" Dori's jaw hung open, she was regressing, again, to primality, and May knew it, "Yeah. You love my butt, don't you?"

Dori's labored wheezing sounded more akin to aroused panting, her hands were reaching below her gut again, but May got there in time, "Babe!" She cautioned, looking around for witnesses, seeing only one, Leia who was checking her phone for the time, it was near lunchtime, "Chill for like, five minutes!" She grabbed for the last burger, to stuff Dori more, but hesitated, squinted at it.

She tore it in two, handed the larger to Dori's waiting hands. Dori crammed it into her mouth at once, then glared at her girlfriend, eying the other half of the burger with lust in her eyes as her over-full cheeks bulged and her jaw chomped. May laughed, "You want this half, too? Wow. You're such a greedy hog, I mean, obviously, fucking look at you, but this is crazy." She grabbed a serving boat of chili fries, "There, help yourself, you've got four to go, still. I need this burger." She stated, licking her lips, "I'm doing all this stuff that's not eating, you wouldn't want me to lose all this donk, would you?" She twisted, and slapped her ass, hard, it would have hurt but for the cushion.

May saw Leia dip into the cart for a pint, then step to her car.

She sprung into action, turning quickly, "Five minutes is up. Go crazy." She backed her bloated bum into Dori's face, "You like that, don't you, you dirty woman, you just love my round, fat—" she straightened up, yelping, surprised. She looked back at her lover.

Dori's hand was down her swimsuit, her tongue was still out. May laughed, reached back to untie the ring holding her bikini together. She felt her breasts sag under their weight, and she caught her bottoms. Slowly, she pressed herself against Dori, "You love it so much," she purred, as Dori's body squished under her, "Why don't you kiss it?" An intelligible sound came from behind her, "Don't play innocent with me, Dori, you dumb porker, you heard me. Kiss my fat, naked ass." She pointed blindly to her tattoo, "On the fucking lips, dammit!"

She felt Dori's obedience, felt a hand between her thighs, felt Dori's soft body writhing with her climax, heard the stifled screams she knew so well. She stepped away, did her best to tie back her suit, "You done being all slutty, then?" She questioned Dori without looking at her, "I love fucking in public, but uh... Babe, I dunno how we got like this, probably your fault, but we're a little hard to hide these days."

She turned to see Dori in a sexual haze, hair a mess, jaw hanging loose. May snorted, shook her head, moved to fill that gap with food.

Another plate of fries, she pressed the paper boat roughly over half of Dori's face, covering everything but her wide, pleading eyes. They weren't pleading for a release, not at all, breathing was struggling, all she could do was eat, but she loved it. She ate at record speed, ignored the ache in her belly begging her to stop. She pulled May's hand when there was no more. Cheese and red-brown chili dripped from her face, she licked at it, and gasped, "Done."

"Ha, no you're not!" May gloated, "There's three more where that came from, lard-o, then..." She snorted, "Oh yeah, your ass still fits on the bench. You're gonna need dessert. A couple, probably." She grabbed a dish, "That's a while off, though. Have another!"

Dori was helpless to her own desires. She squirmed, kicked her fatty calfs at the air in protest at how much she loved the feeling, rushed to let May know when she finished each plate, happy to take more, though her tummy wasn't. She was too stuffed, her skin was stretching, angry red lines were forming.

There was one last plate, but May was teasing her, not feeding her, running it under her nose, pulling it out of reach when Dori made a grab for it, "Ah ah! You've been such a good little piggy today, I think I might just spare you this little bit, jump on top of this calorie bomb myself." She stepped further in front of Dori, "It'll probably go right here." She mused, slapping her meaty rump, "It always fucking does, doesn't it?" She shrugged, "Ah well, bigger is better, right?" She moved to take a bite, but Dori squealed her displeasure. May stopped immediately, "Wait, you actually still want this? After all that, you want more?"

A nervous, pink-cheeked nod was the answer May got, and she shook her head, feigned disappointment and disgust, "Fine, but don't come bitching to me when you wake up in the morning too fat for anything." She pulled closer, hands pressing Dori's belly, feeling the solidity beneath the blubber, "Wait, no, you should absolutely come bitching to me when that happens. I love you when you're naked."

The fries disappeared inside of her, then the cookie dough on a stick. Her midsection swelled, like a beach ball being inflated, it became a fleshy shelf for her breasts. Her legs spread, and her belly hung down. She felt wood grain against her sensitive under-gut, and it made her want more. But there was nothing left. She panicked, trying to twist her bloated body around, grabbing at the paper boat the fries were served in, licking at the ghosts of meat and cheese.

May laughed, "Still hungry? God, that says a lot. I'm pretty sure you ate enough to make a hippo feel fat. You want more? I could get more."

Dori groaned, "Ugh, I..." She wheezed, "I don't think..."

"Believe me. I get it." May nodded, "When you feel up to it, though." She nudged Dori's expansive side, "Scoot over, as much as you can. I'm getting sick of staying upright."

A few moments of grunts, shoves, and Dori had moved, thankful for the sand and sea winds smoothing splinters from the bench. Half a cheek hung over, but May was nearby, and no more comfortable. Something occurred to her; she checked her naked wrist.

"What... What time is it?"

May had no watch either. She looked up; the sun was past it's peak, "Noon? Noon-thirty?"

Dori's question was answered when the back door to the burger shack creaked open. Lisa stepped out, and made a beeline for Leia's ice cream cart. May and Dori couldn't hear words, but they read signals, and there were many, from both girls.

"Look at them." May mused, half-smiling, shaking her head, "Ten bucks says they're dating by the end of Summer."

Leia pulled out a pint of chocolate, handed it off. She grabbed a choco-taco, put on a show, licking out the ice cream, leaving the shell. Dori laughed, "Pfft. If you'd done that the first time I saw you, I'd have been on top of you within a week. Something tells me this Lisa girl's got something in common with me. Twenty says they're gonna get fat."

May snorted, "I'm not gonna take that bet. Might have, last year. A hundred pounds ago." She smiled, "These girls are gonna be eating like that every day for the next couple months. They're gonna get fatter even if you're wrong about Lisa. That's what beach food does."

Dori leaned her head on her girlfriend, "Yep. That's why I'm selling it."

May nuzzled Dori's shoulder, "Fattening yourself a new girlfriend?"

"Why start from scratch when I got you?"

"Good question." May said, "I am sexy as hell." She slapped at her exposed belly, pinched her rolls, "Perfect beach bod right here."

Dori laughed, wrapping an arm around May's soft body and purring, "God, I love you."