The Return of Kimmy - Part 4

Well I lied when I said part 3 was going to be the penultimate part for this chapter. Penultimate is only a thing because of Game of Thrones, right? Anyways, this final part was just too great to all cram into one part, so it became two. That just means more time with Kimmy, and more detail about her big date with Dave. Stay tuned for the final part of this chapter, and I hope you enjoy this one. Thanks again for Connor's support in the creation of the story.

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Kimmy had to work the lunch shift at the burger shack that day, just a short four hours. She threw on her starchy red polo, like she did every time she worked. This time though she really took notice of how it hugged her torso. Of course it had to be large enough to cover the twin peaks on her chest, yet the fabric fit snugly over her two fleshy orbs. She also noticed how it clung to her sides, and her belly, even her love handles. She wore the polo like a glove, covering every roll she had developed, but leaving little to the imagination.

She felt confident though, despite her size. She knew she had a great bust, and had recent confirmation that her boyfriend dug the rest of her flabby physique. Although she had accepted everything she and Dave talked about this morning, it still swirled around her head as she went about her day. She still had reservations about continuing down this path, even though she had grown a fondness for all the dining she had been doing.

Her shift went by quickly, mostly because her mind was focused more on this evening, rather than in the moment. She had a few hours to spare and had got it in her head that she needed a new dress for this evening. So she went straight from the restaurant to the mall to find something for tonight. Kimmy had started to frequent some of the plus size stores in town, as she found it hard to find her size in the more traditional outlets. She would start to find herself there exclusively if tonight went well.

After browsing a few racks, she found a red number that caught her attention. Shuffling to the dressing room, she clutched the red dress between her warm fingers. Slipping it on, she instantly fell in love. It was a huge departure from the sweat pants and tank tops she was much more comfortable lounging in. Of course it was much classier than her work polo as well. Her blonde locks tickled the straining red straps digging slightly into her soft shoulders. The rest of the dress silhouetted her voluptuous figure from her chest down to below her knees. The cut at the neck gave her a generous amount of cleavage, and would draw in the eye of any straight guy no matter what their preference in women was. 

The dress was a total winner, so she quickly changed back into her greasy work clothes and brought her purchase up to the counter. Back at home, she cleaned herself up with a shower before returning to the dress. Dave would be home any minute now, so she wanted to be ready as soon as he was. Zipping it up in the back, she heard her boyfriend unlocking the front door and making his way inside.

Meeting him as he entered, he was blown away at how good his girlfriend looked. He was used to her more casual look, and loved her for her dressed down look, but this was a sight he could get used to seeing. Giving her a big hug, he grabbed her bulky love handles giving them a squeeze. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, and she could tell. Ready for a night out though, Kimmy pushed Dave to put his foot right back out the door, just as soon as he had entered.

“I’m hungry, don’t you want to see how much I can eat?” She whispered in his ear, stiffening him right up. With that he fetched his keys right back out of his pocket, and lead Kimmy to the car. He took her back to one of the first restaurants they had been to early on in their relationship. It had been a review date like most of their other nights out, and Kimmy had eaten more that night than any other with Dave. The menu was massive, and Dave had to sample something from each section of it. Salad, burger, land, sea, and air, not to mention the pasta section. After polishing off a record number of plates that night, Kimmy felt like she was back on that stage of the eating content, putting back BBQ like there was no tomorrow. That was also the night Dave knew Kimmy was a real keeper.

“Skip’s Lounge, I remember this place.” Kimmy said with a hint of pleasure as she licked her lips. After parking the car, they made their way inside, Kimmy swaying her hips, making sure to gently rub against her date so he notice how much sway she had these days. The hostess led them to a booth, where Dave generously slid the table closer to him to make room for all the curves across from him. She didn’t necessarily need the space now, but he knew she would by the end of the night. 

They both looked through the massive menu, and everything looked tasty and delicious to Kimmy. She knew she couldn’t eat it all, but a part of her wanted to try. It was then that she realized she was only going to get bigger from this point. Her appetite was too much to handle, and Dave was the world's biggest enabler. Giving in was her only option, and by the look of the menu it was the right call to make.

The waiter came over to take their order, and of course Kimmy went wild ordering a number of menu items. Before he arrived Dave had reminded her that she had finished six plates last time, not including appetizers. This of course fueled her to order even more this time, ordering a full eight meals, all for herself, and this time she wasn’t going to waste any space on salad. The waiter was astonished by the humongous order, but it was their money, so who was he to say no.

They waited as their food was prepared, and Kimmy sat across from Dave, grinning like he had never seen before. Her chest was all that was on display above the lip of the table, although he knew her softened tummy lie just below. Her face was also radiating. Her creamy white complexion, imperfectly perfect. He couldn’t stop his eyes from darting between her supple bosom and her beautiful cherub face. In his eyes Kimmy had blossomed into a much more beautiful woman the past six months, all her extra pounds helping flesh out her features, and giving her even more of a softer look. Her thicker pasty arms, competing with her side boob. Her slight double chin, defining her rounding face. There were so many cute things about her, he couldn’t help but want even more of her. Which is why he was delighted to see a server headed their way with a tray full of plates.