Falling Down

Julie and I went downstairs for lunch like we always did.  It was noon at the office, which meant it was time for our lunch date.  She and I had been flirty for a while, but for the longest time, neither of us were single, or one of us would be single while the other wasn’t.  It just so happened that at this point, we were both free souls, and we found ourselves hanging out and chatting much more frequently than before.  I guess it was just a lot more guilt free now, so it was more comfortable.

I met her downstairs, and she looked at me excitedly, almost to the point of a hug, an offer I would not decline.  She was very slender, probably 110 pounds.  I, unfortunately, was not much bigger, at about 140 pounds.  People told us we made a cute couple, and I tended to agree, though usually we just laughed it off.

“Jerry, how’s work going?” she asked per usual.

“Not bad,” I said.  “I got a lot done today, which is surprising.  How about you?  Any new misadventures with your boss?”

“Pfft,” she scoffed.  “I think she was just having a mood.  But Jerry, you’re not gonna believe this!  We just got a new employee on our floor today, and she’s easily the fattest person I’ve ever seen.”

“Woah,” I said.  “There are a lot of fat people around here, that would be a pretty wide order don’t you think?”

Julie giggled.  “I’m telling you, they had to strip her chair of arms just to fit her on it.  Her ass is so wide it’s legitimately like 4 times the size of mine.”  She looked at her butt.  “I’m actually kind of jealous.”

“I wouldn’t be,” I quickly commented, playing the continual game of tug of war flirtation we were doing these days.  “God, it just sucks seeing people let themselves go so hard.  How much do you think she weighs?”

“I mean, have you ever seen those weight loss shows where the people are just gargantuan?  Like can’t leave the house big?  She’s that.  She’s so big I wouldn’t be surprised if they had to get her to her seat by crane.”

We both laughed.

“Oh, here she is…” Julie whispered.

I turned to see a gigantic mass of a woman slowly moving towards the cafeteria, a backpack slinged over her thick and flabby arm.  She was indeed monstrously large, and not just in individual parts, but all over.  She had a big belly, big breasts, and yes, a huge ass, the biggest I had ever seen.  She was wearing a pink dress that tried to come down to her knees, but it was certainly straining at her chest.  Those giants looked like they were ready to explode.  She had brown hair that went down to her shoulders, and was only a little bit taller than either of us.  I was shocked she could even fit through the door.

When she eventually passed by and turned the corner, Julie couldn’t believe it.  “Seeing her walk is even crazier than seeing her sit down!  Her boobs were so huge, they kept bouncing with every step!”

“It looked like that dress of hers was on its deathbed,” I said.

“I know right?” Julie laughed.  “Ready to take a seat?”

We found a place in the cafeteria, and pulled out our lunches.  Each of us brought a sandwich, with some chips.  We had certainly fallen in sync with this, among other things.  I could tell when she looked in my eyes, there was a warmth.

“I wonder what our fat friend is eating?” she asked.  We looked over at her, a planet that all us asteroids were in orbit around.  The backpack she had brought was now on the table in front of her, with all kinds of food, including pizza and tacos, splayed out, ready to be devoured.  It was surprising that any human could eat that much food in one sitting, but if anyone could do it, it was certainly this behemoth.

“There are starving kids in Africa,” I joked.  “And I’m pretty sure she could feed a whole African village.”

“With those breasts, no doubt,” Julie said.  I was surprised Julie kept going back to her breasts.  Did I sense a tone of jealousy?  Julie was beautiful and slim, she had absolutely nothing to be jealous about.  “God how does she even hug anyone?  Her tits literally are eye level with me, I think I would suffocate in them.”

“Oh, there would be no doubt,” I said.

“Do you think she has a boyfriend?  Married?  I didn’t look at her hand.  I just can’t imagine anyone going home to her…”

“Speaking of…” I said, trying to change the subject.  “Tonight, after work, I’m having some friends come over and we’re gonna watch the big game.  I know you’re not a big sports fan… but I was wondering if you’d be interested in coming over?”  There, I had just blown my load, probably at the most awkward time, but I had done it nonetheless.  The ball was now entirely in her court.

She smiled devilishly.  “I think I can move some stuff around on my busy schedule, what time is it?”

“7pm,” I said with a new air of confidence.

We finished our lunch and left the cafeteria.  It was oddly crowded, though that may have been partially because there was a massive woman behind us who took the place of at least four normal people.  Julie fumbled for her tall water bottle while we walked and took a swig.  I made a silent joke about how big the fat girl was, and she almost spit the water out, covering her mouth with her hand.  Unfortunately, the water bottle dropped to the floor and spilled over the slick tile.

“Oops!” she said.

My foot caught a piece of ice and I slipped, falling backward, narrowly avoiding crashing my head on the floor.

“Jerry!” cried out Julie.

But the fat woman behind us also lost her foot, and tripped over my comparatively small shoulder.  She landed forward, looking like a beached whale, her entire 600 plus pounds crashing on top of me, and her crotch was right in my face.  Her skirt had hiked up, so it was all flesh pressing down on me.  Everything for me when dark, but I could guess that the fat lady wasn’t as lucky and may have smacked her head on the tile floor, knocking her out for a bit.  She was indeed not moving.

I could faintly hear Julie screaming.  “Jerry!  Jerry!  Oh my god!”  I could feel people gathering around me, trying to lift her up, but she was far too heavy.  All they could do was wiggle her back and forth, burying my face even further into her crotch.  The smell was horrific.  My hands flailed helplessly at my side, they all they could do was push against her mountains of flab; I was trapped.

Before long, she came to, and sat up, completely unaware I was still under her, wriggling around.  Now even more pressure was being put on my face, cutting off the supply of oxygen entirely.  This was it.  I was officially going to have the most embarrassing death known to man, crushed by a giant fat woman at work in front of everyone, including my crush.  A sensation rushed through my head, one I had never experienced before, when suddenly, a gush of fresh air blew into my face and I was pulled out.

“Jerry, oh my god!  Are you okay?” came Julie’s voice.  I still couldn’t really see.

“I am so sorry, Honey!” came an unfamiliar voice.  I felt two hands scoop me up by my arm pits, then squeeze my back hard.  Two giant balls of flesh were pressing up into my chin.  I tried pushing away, but she was so much stronger than me.  All of my strength had officially left my body, and I dropped, my face now resting on the fat woman’s ample cleavage.  I began to drool, and my face sunk deeper into her vast cleavage.

After a moment of silence, the fat girl spoke up, still holding me in her breasts.  “Looks like I just got myself a boyfriend!”