Alice the Fat Cheerleader Part 9

Dessert was inevitable, Alice couldn’t control herself. The part of her brain that was telling her to run for the hills, or in her case just close her mouth for the evening, was drifting further and further into the background until it was no longer even a thought. Hunger, that’s all Alice could feel. Desire to eat, to pack her mouth with delicious morsels, deep down that’s what she wanted and craved. Like a bolt of lightning, Alice pointed her finger at a large glass bowl towering with chocolate.

“Ooo the trifle.” Mrs. Deyn cooed. “Good choice.” Rebecca did the honors, since she was the one who crafted it. “I swear this trifle was responsible for at least 20 of my former pounds, it’s so delicious.”

“And it’s only gotten better…” Rebecca sinfully added, scooping the first bite for Alice bringing the spoon to her lips. Alice wanted to resist, but she couldn’t. She took the large bite into her mouth, and any thoughts of quitting now went right out of her head.

The trifle was layered with decadent chunks of chocolate sponge cake. They were held together with a generous amount of chocolate pudding, and the layers were divided by thick rows of whipped cream. Intermixed through the dish were chunks of chocolate cookie pieces and candies, adding a satisfying little crunch here and there. Alice had never eaten a trifle before, she didn’t even know what one was, or that it traditionally had fruit and other jellies in it. But not this chocolate trifle, this bad boy was just loaded with chocolate and calories, and Alice wasn’t complaining. This was one of the best desserts she had ever had! Cake, pudding, cream, cookies, it had it all, how amazing! After the first spoonful, Alice couldn’t get enough of it into her mouth.

Rebecca was pleased to see how much the big Alice liked her meal. She would have made it for last night's BBQ, but it needed to be adequately chilled first. “Oh Alice I’m so glad you like it!” Rebecca gushed over her coveted dish. Alice just continued to shovel spoonful after spoonful like a pig into her mouth. “I’d be happy to make you another one any time you’d like, ok dear?” Rebecca softly said into Alice’s ear. This got Alice excited, this dessert was great, but what would make it even better is if there was more! Alice wasn’t thinking about her weight, she only thought of her taste buds.

Soon there was not enough to fill Alice’s spoon, and she resorted to scraping the sides of the glass bowl. When that wasn’t enough Alice went to go lick to sides, not wanting to leave even one calorie of that amazing treat behind. “Oh don’t worry about that Alice, we have plenty more for you. Looks like Becky is going to have to make an even bigger one for you next weekend.”

“Gladly.” Rebecca purred as she helped Diane bring over a platter of cookies and brownies. The freshly baked good looked scrumptious, and Alice didn’t skip a beat, grabbing one of each with her two chubby hands. Alice started to delightfully chomp on cookies and brownies while Mrs. Deyn brought over a glass of milk. Alice took a large swig to wash the sweet treats down. She figured the glass was filled with whole milk, since these ladies didn’t ever skimp on the calories.

“An old little guilty pleasure trick of mine. When I wanted to be especially bad, I’d wash my sweets down with a glass of heavy cream. It’s good, right?” Mrs. Deyn whispered in Alice’s ear.

‘Heavy cream?!’ Alice was taken aback. No wonder it was so creamy. The drink was so fatty, but then again maybe that was why it went so well with her desserts. The cookies and brownies and cream mixed so well in her mouth, the soft items just slid down the porky girls throat. The tray was about half empty, and Mrs. Deyn had just topped off her glass, when Alice noticed Maureen bustling in her direction carrying a large ceramic tray.

“Alright, move that junk aside, my apple crisp is fresh out of the oven.” Maureen demanded. She placed the large serving dish down right next to Alice. “Diane, can you go get the vanilla ice cream that I made earlier?” Maureen commanded. “Alice, this sells out at the bake sale every time, no matter how much I make. You’re going to love it! The trick is to dollop a big scoop of vanilla ice cream right on top.” Maureen had a big smile on her face while she got everything ready for Alice. Diane had come back with the tub of ice cream, and Maureen spooned out a big scoop, placing it right on top of the corner of the apple crisp closest to Alice. The ice cream began to slightly melt the second it touched the warm apple crisp.

With everything set up for maximum deliciousness, Alice was ready to dig in, and Maureen’s hype did not disappoint. The crispy crust was slightly softened by the melty vanilla ice cream. The apples underneath were cooked to a perfectly soft consistency, and coated in a sweet buttery and cinnamon flavored syrup. Each bite, able to contain just the right amount of cooling ice cream.  This one was another home run. Alice happily ate bite after bite, scooping each heaping spoonful directly into her mouth. The large lass let the taste wash over her with each mouthful, it was totally euphoric, a feeling she had felt many times this evening.

As the pan quickly emptied, Alice reminded herself that she shouldn’t be eating all of this, but it was too good for her to stop. She wanted it all, but it was making her so fat. Her belly was so big and full it needed to be rested on the dining room table. She had to get Mrs. Deyn to stop, it was her only hope. With the apple crisp and ice cream completely demolished, Alice begged for release one more time. “Mrs. Deyn I’m getting so full, please stop feeding me.”

Mrs. Deyn laughed once more, before returning the half eaten tray to sweets within Alice’s reach. “If you were full dear then you wouldn’t still be eating!” Mrs. Deyn rationalized.