His Favorite Customer: Beachfront (Patreon)

Everyday he would admire the beautiful, enormous young woman as she waddled down the beachfront boardwalk towards his food cart.  Her immense body would jiggle and wobble under the bright morning sun, barely contained by the scanty bikini bottoms stretched over her vast belly.  He could easily see her from a distance, and he eagerly anticipated that first glimpse of her rotund form down the way. She dwarfed everyone around her, and drew everyone's attention.

She would tour all the small food vendors along the way to him, sampling everything in ritualistic fashion.  By the time she would reach him at the end of the line, there would be enough food in her belly to feed an entire family of four for a day at least.

Capping off her journey, she always ordered one hot dog, one hamburger, and a large drink at his cart.  Seeing her up close made his heart flutter: a vast ocean of soft skin and flesh, glistening in the sunlight.  She would greet him with a smile that would push her plump rosy cheeks apart. It was the kind of gentle sincere smile that would make her eyes squint slightly. With every small movement, her body would ripple like waves of the sea.  He didn't know her name, and he thought about asking her a million times but was always too nervous and shy to do so. He also thought about how it would feel to be engulfed by her giant tummy more often than he'd care to admit.

Today, he noticed something different about her: she kept her gaze fixed on him the entire time she was at his cart, looking him up and down with a wry grin. Usually she'd be transfixed by the food being prepped. This only made him more nervous.

After receiving her order, she waddled over to the nearby picnic table to eat her food.  The bench seat was permanently bent downward at this point due to her tremendous weight, and it's come to be known by everyone in the area as "The Queen's Seat".  The hot dog and burger quickly disappeared into her as always, and she spent the next few minutes basking in the sun, letting her beachfront feast digest.  She daintily caressed her belly with her chubby fingers, paying no attention to the passerby who gawked at her.

He suddenly noticed her beckoning him towards her.  After waving him over, and nodding in confirmation that she was indeed trying to get his attention, he finally shuffled over to her.

"I always notice that you're blushing whenever I'm at your cart.  Why is that?" She asked with a smile. He believed that she already knew the answer, but wanted him to say it.

"Well, you're my favorite customer," he mumbled nervously.

"Am I?" She laughed, which made her body shake. "And why is that?"

He worked up the nerve to respond, fumbling with the hat on his head: his nervous tic.

"Well, you're mesmerizing... and gorgeous... and interesting... I like watching you make your way down to my cart everyday.  It's been the best thing about this summer job."

She leaned back against the table, seemingly delighted and amused.  "You think my 800-plus pound body is 'mesmerizing'?"

"Well, yeah. It's beautiful. You're the only person on this beach I ever notice."

"You like big, fat women?" She grabbed an armful of her giant gut and shook it around in front of him. He wasn't sure if she was being playful or was mocking him, or both. Either way, he was unreasonably aroused, and at a loss for words.

She heaved herself up to her feet, the bench groaning with relief.

"You're cute," she remarked. "I'm usually full by the time I reach your little hot dog stand, but I always make sure to stuff an extra dog and burger down just for you."  She slapped her belly, sending a ripple across it. "See what you're doing to me with those extra calories?"  She took his hand and placed it on her gut.  It was soft, like a warm marshmallow.

"Come find me when your shift is over," she whispered.  "The blue beachhouse down that way. And bring some burgers too why don't ya." 

She gave him a wink, then began her slow journey back up the boardwalk. He couldn't even stammer a response.  He could only watch as she waddled away, her bikini bottoms digging deep into her crack, baring all to the world...

"Wait!" He shouted.  She stopped and turned.  "What's your name?"

She smiled. "Come, and find out."