THE FAT PERSON TAVERN I have begun a new series entitled "The Fat Person Tavern;" this is the first installment of the series.
ELISSA Elissa never intended to gain weight. She was in fact, named the prom queen in her senior year, and at that time she was a dashing 110 pounds with a tight butt and large yet firm breasts which gave her the perfect sexy look. Her waist was so small that many thought she had an eating disorder, but this wasn't so; she was just naturally attractive.
But all that changed when she graduated from high school, and ran away with her boy friend from their families and from college. His name was David; he had been one of the hottest guys in the high school as well; and the two had been dating for over a year. However, their parents said they weren't old enough to get married, and so they decided to make the greatest commitment to love one can possibly make...to run away from home.
After moving from their home state of Maryland, they stole David's father's car, and drove down to Louisiana, where they bought a small apartment and lived quite happily for a few months.
But, the devastating affect of this was that since Elissa had now gotten off her parentally regulated routine, she totally lost control of everything. She went to bed every night at 3 am; she woke up at noon; she only sometimes brushed her teeth and smoked the occasional cigarette. She drank a lot as well and rarely exercised. Finally, she got into the habit of eating not only much more then she was supposed to, but almost all of it was incredibly fattening and sweet foods, which she would cram into her mouth and eat by the bagful after getting drunk.
At first, neither she nor David noticed the weight gain, but after David got a job with a construction company, and was gone for most of the day, she really lost it. Too lazy to go outside for exercise, she would spend her days lying on the couch, eating and watching TV, or calling old friends.
After a year of this, she had to go to the doctor's office to get a physical, which took up three hours of her day. She received all sorts of bad news from the doctor about her living habits, and she lied about half of them, saying that yes she brushed her teeth regularly, and no she didn't have alcohol save once a month for a special occasion.
Flustered and angry, Elissa found herself wondering what life would have been like if she had gone to college and stayed home in Maryland as she drove back from the doctor's office.
"David, I'm home," she said lazily, entering their one room apartment, and jumping back in shock.
Clothes lay littered around the floor, not her clothes. Her eyes widened as she looked at the fold out bed, which was housing David and another women, both asleep. The other women had a sharp figure, looking much like Elissa had first looked, although Elissa was a brunette, and this woman was a blonde.
In a new kindled rage, she threw off the bedsheets to reveal the naked body of this stranger and David wearing nothing but boxers.
"DAVID!" She yelled, slapping him in the face.
"Ughhh, Katie what is it..." he said jumbly, moving his head across the pillow.
"DAVID, THIS IS ELISSA, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE, NOW!"
"ELISSA!" David bolted up from bed, looking dead in the eyes of his enraged lover.
Katie, the blonde, had woken up, and, being naked had begun to put on her braw, trying to make a silent escape.
"Hey, WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING??!" Elissa screamed, grabbing Katie and pushing her back down on the bed, she turned to David. "How long has this been going?"
David sighed, "3 months, maybe 4."
Elissa steamed, "I've heard enough, both of you get out."
Unfortunately for Elissa, David and Katie suddenly grabbed her and carried her. David got her keys, and Katie opened the door of their apartment. The two of them tossed Elissa into the hallway, and slammed the door, locking it.
Elissa, who was in tears, pounded on the door, screaming curses at David, yelling "ITS OVER DAVID, ITS OVER, SEE YOU IN HELL, YOU JUST LOST THE PROM QUEEN, YOU BASTARD, ITS OVER!"
David screamed back, "IT WAS OVER MONTHS AGO, FAT ASS."
Elissa was stung by those words. She had never been called a fat ass in her entire life, not ever, not once. Frankly, because she had never had a fat ass. She knew she had gained a lot of weight, but she didn't think David would mind, I mean, that's what married people do, right? They don't care about the other's physical appearance.
She ran down the hallway, out the door of the apartment, and called for a taxi to come pick her up. Now, thinking back, she did realize that her butt had become much more jiggly then it had been a year ago; her breasts had grown wider and larger. Her legs had gotten pretty monstrous, thighs rubbing together with every step she took. And she had developed a little double chin.
She slapped her butt, feeling it jiggle, and stepped into the cab as it pulled up against the curve.
"Take me to a bar, any bar, I don't care, just take me somewhere," she said. Her eyes tear-stained, she saw that the cab driver was an incredibly fat woman, at least 398 pounds behind that wheel.
"Alright, honey, I'll take you to a place where you'll be appreciated for who you are," the driver said in a soothing tone, stepping on the accelerator.
On the way there, Elissa had some serious thinking time. She knew the reason David had left her was because she had gained weight. What was she at now? She tried to remember the weight they had said at the physical...201? She couldn't remember. But now she had to face the facts. She was homeless, without a source of income, and she couldn't go back to Maryland; she couldn't face the humiliation of her friends and family.
What was she to tell all of her long lost friends who called her every other night, just to see what was up? It was all so turbulent in her mind, and she knew...she knew she had to do something about it.
"Well, here you are, hon." The driver said, "No charge, on me," with a smile and let Elissa get out before speeding away and mysteriously disappearing in the distance.
She then realized she had no idea where she was.
Looking up, she saw the bar she had requested, and entered the shabby building, which was strangely placed for a bar.
Then she noticed that there was something odd about the pedestrians walking around this area of town...they were all obese! Every single person she saw must have weighed at least 200 pounds, at least!
Knowing she was finally among comrades, she entered the bar.
"Welcome to the Fat Person Tavern!" said a monstrously overweight man from behind the counter, whose stomach extended nearly 5 feet in front of him. His face was buried under mounds of lard, and his arms dangled at his side, seemingly nearly useless, "It would appear we've got a newcomer! What's your name, miss?"
"E-E-Elissa," she said shakily, taking a bar seat next to an overweight women of what looked like 490 or so.
"Well Elissa, it appears you've come to the right place! This is where all the fat people of Louisiana congregate, where we can enjoy life for what it really is meant for, indulgement!" He gave a wink, and then continued, "Ever since I came here at a measly 300 pounds after being fired for standing up for myself from the verbal abuse over my weight at work, I have met fat people of all different ages, races, and weights, " he chuckled, "and I myself have gained quite a bit, I'm now at 592! So, what would you like to drink, Elissa?"
"Umm, I'll take a martini, please...and," she looked at the food menu, "I'll take three orders of onion rings on the side."
"That's the spirit!" the man said, waddling around to the drink counter and preparing the order.
"My name's Daylan," said the woman next to her, "you can ask anyone their weight here, it's not a burden, it's more a source of pride, of a trophy of overcoming the anxiety modern society places upon us, I'm 310, and proud of it!"
Elissa gave a meek smile, and then saw a large cluster of men and a large cluster of women in two different sections of the bar, "What's so interesting back there?" she asked.
Daylan laughed, "That's where Allison and Benny are; they're the two fattest people who've ever come in here, heh, and they never left! I'm not sure how much Benny is, but I know that Allison weighed 1,012 last week, but I'm sure Benny is well over the 900 mark."
Elissa gaped, but then slowly slid off the seat and headed towards them.
She moved through the crowd around Allison, giving polite "excuse me”s and "pardon"s. Until she finally reached the front, her eyes widened at what she saw. She stood frozen in shock at the site that lay before her.
Allison was obviously fat, but fatter then she could even imagine. Allison's stomach expanded over an area of 12 feet; her arms and legs were also immensely fat; her butt alone was more then 4 feet wide; and her face was buried in lard. Her features were so distorted that it looked as if she had a miniaturized face. But the most exhilarating thing of all was that her breasts were so huge that they flopped down almost 3-and-a-half feet and were 2 feet wide!
She knew then that she had to be that fat. She didn't know how she was going to get there, but she knew that she had to be that immense, that immobile...that attractive, and she was going to do anything to get there...
TO BE CONTINUED