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Brittany's Belly - Part 6
🕑 Added 2022-03-01 14:54:11 +0000 UTCA day late, but not a dollar short
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Breakfast, oh what did Brittany have in store for breakfast. After last night's salad, Britt told herself that nothing would surprise her. Maybe her mom would leave the yoke in her egg white omelet, she doubted it though. She relished the McDonald's that she had eaten the night before, her stomach still felt not completely empty despite the several extra hours of sleep last night. What Britt didn’t know was that there was more on the menu than food this morning.
“Good morning dear.” Her mother cooed as Britt sat down at the kitchen table, Diane continuing to toil at the counter and stove.
“How was your wine thing?” Britt asked, not sure why she was making pleasant conversation with someone who was as seemingly in bed with the devil as her mom was. Her focus was more on keeping her belly hidden under the table, out of sight, out of mind for her mother, or at least she hoped.
“Oh it was really good. You know they gave me a fantastic idea, something I think will be really good for you.” Britt didn’t like where this was heading. She hadn’t been home even 24 hours, and she already wasn’t enjoying how this summer was shaping up. Anything her mom thought was a good idea, surely wasn’t. “Well I certainly can’t have you lounging around the house all summer, you need to be up and active.”
‘Don’t say exercise, don’t say exercise.’ Britt chanted in her head. If there was one thing Britt hated in this world it was voluntary exercise. It was such a bore, plus getting all sweaty like that, it was already hot enough during the summer.
“Mrs. Cox had a fantastic solution. She needs some extra help tidying up her place a few days a week, so I told her you would love to do it. She wants you over today at 10am sharp.” Britt looked at the clock, it was already ten past nine.
Britt moaned before unloading about how much she didn’t want to do this and how unfair it was. “Mom, no, I’ll do anything else, but I don’t want a summer job. I won’t be able to go out when I want, and cleaning someone's house sounds so boring!”
“Young lady! Mrs. Cox is being exceptionally generous giving you this job for the summer.” Diane slammed Britt’s egg white omelet down on the table in front of her daughter. “We can’t just all skate through life Brittany! You’re going to take this job, whether you like it or not! Now eat up, I told Mrs. Cox all about your diet, and she knows all about keeping young women in line.”
Britt ate her omelet in silence, she knew she wasn’t going to win this battle. She was tough, but her mom was tougher. Still it wasn’t going to stop her from pushing back. Britt was determined to get her way, even if it meant slowly whittling away at her mom. It was only her first day fully back from school. She still had plenty of time to get under her mom's skin.
Britt’s omelet disappeared in seconds, the flavorless egg whites seemed to just float away like the clouds that they were. Britt quickly showered and changed, her belly still prominently displayed under her tee shirt. It wasn’t anywhere near as extended after last night, but it didn’t recede as much as Britt was used to. It’s roundness was evident no matter the angle.
Diane dropped Britt off at the Cox residence promptly at 10am, and Britt timidly approached the front door and rang the bell. Almost immediately the front door to the, you could probably call it a mansion, flew open, the tall, slender, and elegant Mrs. Cox standing in full view. “My, my, my Brittany, you’ve certainly grown into quite the woman.” Her tone sounded complementary, but also had a twisted twinge as well. “Welcome, welcome! I’m so glad to have you! Follow me, I’ll get you started.” Britt followed the older woman, taking in the layout of the house, and admiring all the tasteful decor that Mrs. Cox had surely spent much time and money acquiring. This was probably the nicest house Britt had ever been in. The Cox’s happened to also be probably the richest people her or her mother knew.
She was led through the spacious atrium, past the grand staircase, passing through the filled library, and into the state of the art kitchen. Everything in here looked clean as a whistle, like it was pulled right from a catalog. It even had a perfectly stacked plate of cookies on the counter. Britt eyed the cookies. Her burger binge still lingered inside her, but her egg white omelet left the hungry coed wanting more, but finding cookies at the Cox’s house wasn’t what she was expecting, or even to be offered one.
“Would you like a cookie?” Carol asked.
‘Yes, yes, yes!’ Britt shouted in her head, but outwardly she had some hesitation. Mrs. Cox was her moms friend, her mom had put her on a strict summer diet, it would be only moments before Mrs. Cox could report her to her mother.
“Don’t worry, I know your mom said you were on a diet, but she’s just being over burdensome. Plus you’re a pretty thin young woman, a few cookies aren’t going to do anything.” Wow this was not the reception Britt was expecting. She had always known Mrs. Cox to be a pretty cold emotionless woman, but today she seemed warm, understanding, and compassionate. Hell yeah she was going to have some delicious cookies from Mrs. Cox. Britt grabbed a cookie in her hand and started to chomp on it, a smile growing on her face.
“Well Britt, I’m happy to have you this summer. With a big place like this it takes a lot to keep it in tip top shape. Today though I just want you to get a feel for the place, take a look around, nothing too strenuous. And of course feel free to have as many snacks as you want, I can only imagine how much your mother has already starved you.
‘Holy crap, this just went from being the shittiest idea for the summer, to the best.’ Britt thought. Her concerns of starving to death this summer just went out the window. Yeah she was only here three days a week for a few hours at a time, but it would be a great help during the starvation stretches to gave a reprieve when she knew she could snack like she did back at school.
Carol had kept talking, and soon Britt looked down and noticed the entire plate of cookies was gone, well not up and gone away, but eaten, entirely by her. Carol noticed as well. “Ope, well let me take that for you, that way you can have a look around. No one else is home at the moment, so don’t feel like you are disturbing anyone. I’ll be on the deck getting some sun if you need anything. Lunch will be delivered at noon.” Carol flashed a smile as she grabbed the plate full of crumbs and whisked away.
Britt didn’t really know where to go first, so she just started wandering around. She found a lounge, a study, a fancy living room, and a man cave. They even had a room with just a piano in it, a piano room, who does that? She hadn’t even gone upstairs yet, but while Britt looked around she couldn’t help get the thought of snacks off her mind. She was only going to be here for like four hours, then it was back to the wasteland that was her house. She figured she should take advantage of the judgment free snacking while she could. So rather than take a look upstairs she found her way back to the kitchen.
The floor to ceiling built in pantry cabinets looked so fancy. Opening one, they illuminated, like a beam coming straight down from heaven. Britt didn’t expect it, but Mrs. Cox’s kitchen was pretty well stocked. Of course there were tons of pantry staples, pasta and sauce, rice, that kinda stuff, but there was also a decent supply of snacks, just the thing she was looking for. Bag of chips, goldfish, cheez-its, peanut butter crackers, it was almost like a grocery store snack aisle in here.
Britt settled on a bag of bbq flavored chips, cracking the loud foil bag open, releasing the fragrant powdered smell inside. It felt so good to be able to snack again. Her mom had her scared she’d have no access to flavor for months, but this arrangement seemed like it would strike a perfect balance between her mom’s strictness, and her own personal freewill.
Maybe balance wasn’t the right word, as before she noticed, Britt had polished off the entire bag. Her tongue burst with flavor, but she was also now realizing how much salt she just ingested and needed a glass of water. *Ding Dong*
