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Alice the Fat Cheerleader Part 11
🕑 Added 2020-12-23 16:00:00 +0000 UTCWith assistance, Alice waddled following Mrs. Deyn to her scale. “I had to have a bariatric scale installed when I passed 500 lbs.” Mrs. Deyn joked. “That was when I realized I should really start cutting back.” If only Alice had decided to cut back when she had passed 500 pounds. Alice didn’t even know how to cut back. The only thing keeping her from being a total glutton was her mother's watchful eye, a mother she would be returning to shortly. Alice slowly lifted her bulky feet onto the industrial sized scale, and awaited the read out that was attached to the wall in front of her. Her four personal chefs crowded around the large lass to see the results as soon as they were ready.
Mrs. Deyn spoke them, as Alice read the number in her own head. “Six hundred and sixty five pounds! Wow Alice, that's great. We have a new record ladies, 45 pounds from one meal!” The other three were in states of shock and excitement. Diane’s previous record had been broken, and this was only the first weekend she had spent with them. It helped that Alice was much bigger than any of them ever were. She even put Mrs. Deyn’s top record to shame by over 100 pounds.
“Congratulations Alice.” Rebecca jiggled the soft girl's shoulder.
“We are going to have to do even more next time!” Gushed Maureen.
Alice wasn’t excited that they were already thinking about next time. As good as the food was, Alice had eaten far too much in the last 24 hours. But she was unable to say no, especially when everything was as good as it was. Alice just needed to get Mrs. Deyn to ease up a little bit.
“Alright Alice, why don’t we get you home. Ladies might you help with one last task and help Alice get into my car.” Alice thanked the lord that Mrs. Deyn had a low rise car, and there wasn’t much strain getting into the back seat of her SUV. Rebecca, Diane, and Maureen wished Alice well as they strapped her in, telling her they can’t wait until next time. Mrs. Deyn hopped in the front and slowly eased her vehicle out of the driveway. “Alice, I hope you had a good time this weekend, my friends really like you. I can tell by your appetite that you enjoyed everyone’s cooking.” Alice remained fairly quite in the back, only giving some confirmatory noises from time to time. She was mainly trying to stay awake. The night had grown long, and with her tummy packed full she was feeling quite drowsy. “I’m not sure when our next BBQ will be, but you’re welcome over the house any time you’d like.”
Alice didn’t know what excuse to use to let Mrs. Deyn down easy but firmly. Alice certainly didn’t want to make this a weekly occurrence, but she didn’t want to shut down completely the idea of having that mac and cheese and chocolate trifle again. “My friends really know how to cook, huh?” Mrs. Deyn laughed. “As you know we all used to be pretty big girls ourselves, our cooking skills going to good use those days. Our love for cooking has just become too much to keep bottled inside, but we know if we start sampling our own dishes again we will start to balloon like cattle again. That’s why we’re so glad you enjoy a nice hearty meal. We can keep our cooking skills sharp, and not fall off the wagon.” If only Mrs. Deyn realized how much Alice was struggling to get on the wagon, and every added pound wasn’t helping.
“Alright Alice, looks like we are here.” Mrs. Deyn parked just out of view of Laurie’s house, as to avoid Alice’s mom. Mrs. Deyn popped out of the driver's seat and opened up the back to help poor stuffed Alice out. Opening up the door Mrs. Deyn was met with just a wall of flesh. Alice was so big she was starting to become a hazard for any automobile. Her thick legs ran the curvature of the seat, supported by her round butt that stuck out on both sides. The biggest hazard though was Alice’s enormous belly, which rested on her legs, but almost filled the entire space between the back seat and the front. On top of Alice’s round belly perched her fat melons, that were so pushed up that Alice had a hard time seeing out the front windshield of the car.
Mrs. Deyn realizing this was going to be a task in and of itself, started one step at a time. “Ok Alice swing your legs this way.” Mrs. Deyn directed. Alice squirmed a little, shifting her bulky legs little by little under her immensely heavy tummy. Mrs. Deyn offered her scrawny arm for support, which Alice grasped with her soft warm mitt. As Alice neared the door inch by inch, Mrs. Deyn tried to be more helpful, pulling on Alice’s arm or by helping to shift the heavy girl's thick legs. Finally Alice was facing the door and just had to squeeze her belly though the opening. Mrs. Deyn, getting a full frontal view of the titanic tummy, was slightly hypnotized by the soft pink flesh, while Alice flailed to get out. Regaining her composure, Mrs. Deyn used one final tug to free the bloated beluga. Alice landed on the pavement with a thud, sending a jiggle through her entire engorged frame. Her cargo shorts and pitiful tank top were doing little to hide the enormous girl’s extreme excess flesh.
Alice wasn’t looking forward to the extended walk home, but she was just glad to be out of Mrs. Deyn’s care for a short while. As Mrs. Deyn turned to get back in the car, she got Alice's attention one last time. “Can’t wait to see you in class Monday Alice.” A chill went up Alice’s spine. She wasn’t going to be able to shake Mrs. Deyn very easily she was now realizing.
