Patreon Prompt 533

Prompt: An employee at a fast food joint’s observation on her favorite regular: a young woman who went from a could-be model to a hairy, pizza-faced blob due to the restaurant’s food.

            I still remember the first time she walked into the restaurant. She had a super model body with a face that was the definition of beauty. She was taking a break from her exercise routine to reward herself for being so good on her diet. At the time, she saw the greasy indulgence of our menu as something that could be easily overcome with her own force of will. Little did she, nor did I know that her plan would fall apart the moment she took a bite of her first burger.

            Several years had passed since that fateful day and the woman had become a regular. She had given up her modeling career in favor of a more fitting, stay at home job. Though she kept insisting that it was because the money was better, anyone that saw her knew the truth. Especially when she made orders that required multiple servers to bring everything to her table.

            On a day like any other, I was spending my break watching her indulge in her usual meal. No sooner had she finish drinking up a large cup of soda did her pudgy fingers reach out for another. Droplets would slide down her pimply, chubby chins to leak onto the heavily stained tank top stretched around her meaty mammaries. Crumbs from her messy eating would become entangled in the bits of body hair that were left exposed by her sizable belly and its various folds. She would only stop feasting to either call out for more food or adjust the pair of shorts she had managed to stretch out across her double wide rear.

            While most saw the woman as a disgusting blob, I had become infatuated with these displays of pure hedonism. Though I had only watched from afar for years, something stirred inside of me to approach her that day. Hoping she had a thing for women with red hair and strange fascinations, I made my way over to her. Upon seeing her finish up a basket of fries and swivel her obese form towards me, I asked for her name and invited her out on a date.