Story installment

I will say it is a lot harder for me to get into the mindset to write, but it always feels good when I do.  

That next Monday was weigh in day again and Amara was surprised to realize how nervous she was. Her weekend had been uneventful. She spent one day with Alexandrea, and the next with Dave, but hadn’t gotten up to much of her usual antics. When she got out of her car that morning she was surprised to realize how chilly it was.

Alexandrea was pulling herself out of her own care as Amara walked by, “God, I lost track of time completely. It’s almost the holidays.”

Alexandrea straightened her maternity top and smiled, “Wait until the Christmas party. Gorging all day long.”

Amara walked beside her friend and laughed, “How’s that different than any other day?”

The door opened and the women entered the elevator. “Christmas music for one.” The door closed, “Spiked punch for another.” Then she frowned. “Guess that’s off the menu for me this year.”

“I haven’t even thought about Christmas presents.” Amara said.

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Alexandrea greeted Carsin and made her way into work.

“You worrying about the holidays already?” Carsin said with a smile.

“I totally lost track of time.” Amara looked at Carsin who seemed to really be growing into her new relationship.

“Alexandrea’s right, don’t worry about it.” Carsin smiled and added, “You’re gift enough. We all love you here.”

The sentiment warmed Amara but doubled down her determination to do something nice for everyone. “You all are like my family now. I’ve never had anything like this.”

Carsin clicked her tong and made an ‘aw’ sound as Amara walked through to the office after Amara ordered her breakfast.

When Amara sat in her chair she noticed her thighs rubbed against the arm rests. It gave her a bit of a thrill as she felt the sides of the seat. A little bit of her thighs spilled out each side.

“Amara,” Nurse Z said. Amara stood up and walked down the hall to the weighing room. “You’ve been at it.” The nurse said without any preempt.

Amara grinned thinking she could say the same thing. The nurse’s ass had spread to an impressive proportion. Her belly swayed in front of her as she walked leaving the strong impression that her butt and torso were set off from one another by a rather large amount, with her breasts hanging above as two large orbs held in place by some form of magic. The nurse had been outdoing herself as well.

“Okay, I’d think you know the drill by now.” Nurse Z said as if not noticing Amara’s little smirk.

Amara undressed and felt some relief as the zipper of her slacks slid down with ease. “They didn’t feel that snug when I got dressed,” Amara said. “I guess I need to go up a size.”

“Or two.” Nurse Z quipped. Her grin grew as Amara began to walk over to the scale.

“You get a kick out of our gain, don’t you?” Amara asked as she stood steady on the scale.

“Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy mine.” The nurse smiled and gave a little wink.

Amara smiled a little, herself blushing at the realization.

“236,” the nurse wrote the number down. “That’s more than a pound a day.” She looked up and said, “Keep this up, and we’ll need a wheelbarrow to get you back here.”

“WHAT!” Amara looked at the scale and stared in shock. “How?”

“I would guess a whole lot of binging,” the nurse smiled. “Food sex?”

“Well,” Amara blushed, “Yeah… Some…” She pulled her pants on and realized she was struggling to find the legs around her belly.

“I’d guess more than some.”

Amara rolled her eyes a little as she teetered, trying to get her pants back on and then zipped.

“You may as well just look in storage for bigger pants for the day.” Nurse Z grinned more and said, “You’re getting one nice belly apron too. Looks good on you.”

Amara thanked the nurse and took her advice on checking out the clothing in the back. She came out in a pair of dark blue slacks that looked okay with her top. The change in clothes did not elude Alexandrea.

Amara found a text from her friend on her phone when she got back to her desk. “Outgrow your clothes already.”

“I gained almost 40 pounds!!!” Amara wrote.

“Good girl.” Alexandrea messaged back.

“Mr Davidson.” The nurse called out and Dave stood to walk back with her.

Amara looked closely at Dave, in a way she hadn’t for a while. She still thought he looked good, but it seemed to have only just dawned on her exactly how much bigger he had gotten. When they met, she thought of Dave as being thinner than Austin who was clearly passing 600. She had never asked about Dave’s weight. He was so tall it carried well, but he was much bigger. It made her grin some. They enjoyed a lot of food sex.

When Dave sat back down his smile showed he was pleased with his progress too, though he didn’t need new clothes to make it through the day. She smiled at him but frowned a little after he sat. She liked him, but was she in love? He deserved that, Dave was a great guy.

“You’re worrying about something,” Alexandrea wrote.

Amara was digging into her breakfast while she ordered herself and Anna a larger chare along with filling out some other acquisition requests at other locations. “I’m a jerk.” Amara wrote, then thought, “No, I’m a bitch.”

“What the hell? Don’t say that.” Alexandrea wrote. “What’s going on.”

Amara thought some and said, “I can’t talk about this like this.”

“We’re going to lunch,” Alexandrea said.

Amara finished her work and her breakfast in time for their first break and she wolfed down a dozen donuts without really thinking about it.

The group had broken up into their usual pairs only with Anna texting on her phone between joking with Briella. She and her new girlfriend were becoming annoyingly cute together.

“For real, don’t worry about getting us all gifts.” Alexandrea continued the conversation before to avoid the other issue.

“How about you give us all the gift of not worrying about you in that claptrap,” Steve called out.

“Yeah,” Austin said, “save your money on us and get a new car.”

“Little miss newbie will be able to get a new car outright with the next bonus week,” Alexandrea said with a proud smile.

“Is that so?” Briella asked with a grin.

“Going to end up being employee of the quarter,” Alexandrea said with a grin.

“Well, if that’s what it takes…,” Anna said with a grin and added three more donuts to Amara’s plate.

Amara didn’t protest. It warmed her to hear them all caring about her, and she just kept eating. It didn’t make her feel better about other things, though.

Amara drove her and Alexandrea to a pizza place for lunch. “I wonder what I’ll look like when I’m really fat.”

“Sweety,” Alexandrea said in a foe tentative tone, “I hate to tell you, but you already are.” She patted Amara’s large, soft belly. “This isn’t a sack of jello.”

Amara smiled a little, “I know, but like really fat. Waddling fat.” She turned into a parking space,

“Anna fat?” Alexandrea said as she worked to extricate herself from the car.

“Get stuck in chairs fat.” Amara grinned as Alexandrea worked to get herself in position to stand.

“Stop making fun of me and help me out.” Alexandrea laughed. Once out she said, “You’ll see soon enough the rate you’re going.”

Amara’s smile faded and the two were seated in the pizza place. They ordered their food and Amara became quiet while the thought about things.

“Is your gain what’s bothering you?” Alexandrea asked.

“No… Well, maybe a little…” Amara hesitated, “Not really…”

“Okay, start over, what’s up?” Alexandrea stopped her.

Amara took a breath and said, “Dave and I.” She stopped again.

Alexandrea sighed and nodded, “Yeah, I was wondering when this would come.”

The waiter came buy with their breadsticks and they both began to eat. “I like him.”

“I like him too.” Alexandrea took a large bite of one of the sticks lathered in butter. “He’s a sweetheart, but he’s got a thing and he doesn’t know how to stop.”

“And how big of an asshole am I that I’m using it to get bonuses at work?” Amara said as she shoved half a breadstick in her mouth without even thinking about it.

“Are you?” Alexandrea said. “Look, I’ve been there. It’s fun and he’s good in bed, but at some point, you want to do something else.”

“It’s not like I don’t binge on my own, or stuff my face with you, or have three steaks at Steve’s or…”

“Stop it.” Alexandrea said. “We all love doing stuff with you. You’re not taking anything we don’t want to give.”

“You’re mooching off of anyone, and you’re not taking advantage of Dave.” The pizzas came, and the women began eating. “What’s going on?” Then Alexandrea nodded her head, “It’s your mom, isn’t it.”

“No,” Amara said but didn’t sound convinced.

“Look, it’s not your fault she got nocked up and didn’t want you.” Alexandrea dipped the crust in the butter and added, “It’s not your fault her parents were assholes about it either.”

Amara listened and fought letting her chin quiver with the wors.

“God, you’re like paring off everyone in the office as a side project.” Alexandrea said, “I don’t think I could have gotten okay with what’s going on with me without you, and I would have never tried to be with Austin.

“Doesn’t change what’s going on with Dave.” Amara said, pulling another slice of her pizza out.

Alexandrea sighed, “That’s not your fault either. Dave means well, but he gets comfortable with what works. He needs someone who isn’t going to fall into his little shtick.” Before Amara could speak she added, “And it’s not your fault you did.” After the waiter refilled their drinks and the two ate some, Alexandrea added, “What he needs is a nice fat girl who is as big as she wants to get so he can’t get into this rut of his to begin with.”

“You think it’s that simple?” Amara asked, tentatively.

“You think I was his first?” Alexandrea aside. “He’s a nice guy who’s also hot and gets the girls. Unfortunately, he’s also a recovering dork who hasn’t figured out the women really do like him, so he tries to make up for it with the one thing he knows we all like.” She took a large bite from her slice and said, “It’s a good thing we work where we do, and he never got stuck with some chick who wanted him to pay for her lifestyle.”

That made Amara think and after more eating, she said, “I just keep going back to when we started. Going to the games and going out to a nice restaurant and all that.”

“Yeah,” Alexandrea said. “Look, I can’t say what you should do, but regardless, you need to let him know.”

Amara sighed, “I know. But you know…” She thought some.

“Oh, yeah, I missed the sex for sure.” Alexandrea stuffed the last of her pizza in her mouth and called the waiter over to pay.