WALMART FATTY PART III (XWG, HUMILIATION, SLOB)

 10 Months Later

Yawning, Maria scratched her belly as she sat lazily behind the cash register, daydreaming. A smile spread across her face as she reminisced about the previous night. Her girlfriend, Sam, had wanted to celebrate Maria reaching 550 pounds with a banquet of food. Sam stuffed Maria with all sorts of pastries, pound cake, and Twinkies. For the finale, Sam had Maria eat six glazed donuts off her dildo, which she then used to pleasure Maria, who was on all fours licking the tin clean after devouring a blueberry pie.

Maria began to blush, and her nipples started to harden. So deep in thought, she momentarily forgot where she was. She took a deep breath and began to lazily raise her arm to grab her nipple, quiet moans escaping her lips. Drool pooled at the corners of her mouth.

"Maria!" Linda's voice snapped her back to reality. "I'm here to cover you."

Maria was too horny to properly pay attention to what Linda was saying but instead focused on Linda's midsection. Linda was a new hire and a student at the local community college, and she seemed to be developing quite a starter belly. Linda, a very shy and timid girl, began to blush from being stared at by Maria.

"You can go on your lunch break now," Linda blurted out.

On cue, Maria’s belly growled loudly, and she blushed from embarrassment. She let out a nervous laugh. “Thanks, Linda, I really needed this break.” Linda watched as Maria struggled to lift her colossal form. The motion of heaving her body from a sitting to a standing position proved to be a monumental task. Rolls of flesh jiggled vigorously with each step. Her arms swung in an exaggerated motion as she shuffled by uncoordinatedly. Linda got a full frontal view of Maria's massive hanging belly. She couldn't look away as Maria unsteadily trotted by, her eyes drawn to the gargantuan size of Maria's shelf booty that appeared to be escaping the tight confines of her stretchy yoga pants, causing her crack to be visible.

“OMG, she's going commando!” Linda thought, a mix of fascination and discomfort washing over her. Maria made her way to the customer service section, where she stumbled up to a row of mobility scooters typically reserved for the elderly and horizontally challenged. Lately, Maria seemed to be the most frequent user. She carefully dropped her wide ass on the seat, shimmied her fat ass into place, and rode off.

Linda was snapped back to reality by the crackle of her radio. The store manager Carly's voice came through, notifying all the staff that Amy, the regional manager, was on her way and that everyone needed to be on their best behavior. Linda quickly turned her attention back to the register. She was puzzled when she saw two stools behind the register but couldn't think too hard about it. Noticing a couple preparing to check out, she focused on them.

Maria looked comical as she rode the mobility scooter to her car, her fat ass and side rolls hanging from both sides. The scooter moved much slower than usual, her monumental weight slowing it down to a snail's pace, making the embarrassing ordeal even more arduous. Onlookers gawked as she slowly headed for her car. The stares no longer bothered her; she was accustomed to making this shameful trip multiple times a week. The only thing on her mind was food. She pondered what feast her girlfriend had packed for her today.

When she arrived at her car, she greedily opened her lunch box and licked her lips. There were three tuna sandwiches, four bags of nacho cheese Doritos, four packs of Gushers, two cans of Coke, and one Twinkie with a pink sticky note and a heart written on it. As she scanned the items, she began to drool and get wet, seeing how much food her partner had packed for her. It reminded her of their celebration. She immediately went for the Twinkie, shoving the whole sponge cake into her mouth. She rolled her eyes back and let out a moan. She then opened one of her sandwiches and started to crush Doritos onto it, getting Dorito dust all over her hands. She moaned even louder, on cloud nine, but was brought back down to Earth when her radio went off, notifying her of Amy's return.

Flooded with memories of Amy's last trip to the store and the humiliation and shame she felt, Maria was angered but also wanted to eat even more. She decided that what her girlfriend packed wouldn't be enough and that she needed a lot more food to make it through the rest of her shift. She ravenously destroyed the feast in front of her, eating so fast it surprised her. Starting her car, she thought to herself that she’d just get a Whopper Jr. and maybe a slushie to wash it down. With the thought of Amy waiting back at the store looming over her head, she lost herself at the drive-thru, unable to help herself when she saw the two Whopper meal deal. She ordered it, getting two Whopper meals all to herself after devouring the feast her girlfriend had prepared.

The feelings of gluttony and excitement distracted her from the anxiety of returning to work. She snapped a few pictures for her girlfriend before digging in. She made sure to park in a shady, secluded corner so she could really pig out and enjoy herself. Normally, she would savor every greasy bite, but today was different. Each bite was quicker and bigger than the last. Mustard and ketchup spilled everywhere, covering her fingers and shirt. She ate like a woman possessed, feeling more pig than woman as she looked down to see the mess she had become. Looking at her massive bloated belly, she felt fatter than ever and began to rub her belly. As she rubbed her belly, she lost track of time, too busy nursing her stuffed gut. Drowsiness took hold of her, a familiar feeling for Maria after such a huge meal. Her eyes began to feel as heavy as she was, and she drifted into a food coma.