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Chrissy and her mother were at their usual table at McDonald's for breakfast. In the month since Chrissy's mother had picked up her daughter's addiction for the greasy fare she had ballooned enormously; at 300 pounds she was close to using two chairs to support her ample assets just as her daughter already was, though she was gaining mostly in her belly. Over the past couple weeks she had taken to using her paunch as a makeshift table, keeping her tray of food right in front of her face.
As ravenous as she ate one would almost think she was afraid of her daughter stealing her food, but a quick glance across the table would tell one there was no threat of that. Chrissy, well past 400 pounds now, had her own personal feast of McGriddles, hash browns and super-sugary coffee shakes. And yet, it was all practically vacuumed up into the obese teen and when the two women got up so Chrissy could get driven to school (she used to be able to walk from her house to the school, but now anything more than five minutes was too much for her to stay on her feet) they made one last stop at the counter to get something 'for the road.'
Once Chrissy was at school her mother took care of what few errands there were (grocery shopping was reduced to picking up soda, ice cream and assorted salty snacks to tide her over in the hours between McDonald's was closed and reopened the next day), and then it was back to McDonald's to start her lunch meal, another hours-long affair broken only when it was time to pick up Chrissy. Then straight back to McDonald's, where the two passed the next few hours stuffing their faces.
Such was a normal day for the growing women, little in their focus beyond what the next handful of food was. Thanks to a fat insurance settlement when Chrissy's father died during a workplace accident there was little worry about money, and the women weren't spending what they had on anything other than food. Even clothing was of secondary importance; all of their old pants and shirts were either outgrown or strained to the point of looking painted on them. There was no outfit in their wardrobes that left anything to the imagination. Sweats were pulled taut, bellies poured free between top and bottom, tears were developing and growing larger.
Chrissy and her mother had no purpose in their life beyond eating, consequences be damned. Their social lives were non-existent, their house was little but a place to sleep off the thousands and thousands of calories they consumed during the day, and Chrissy was starting to get the first inkling that maybe she could just drop out of school and devote herself to eating all day like her mother was.
But even if the two ladies were fine with an existence built on nothing but consumption, the universe itself had other plans for them. One night, as McDonald's was getting ready to close and Chrissy and her mother were gathering up their last course of the day, the manager came up to them with some exciting news.
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