Chapter #5Mary is sleeping by: Unknown The house was still. It was three o'clock, or post-lunch naptime for the three largest inhabitants. Mary slept on the couch, breathing heavily in her slumber. Her head was drooped forward onto her significantly large chest, a thin streamer of drool pooling on her enormous, yet inadequate T-shirt. I say inadequate, because despite being XL it was barely capable of covering her chest and left nothing at all to the imagination below that. Her enormous belly extended all the way to the end of her lap and a little beyond, drooping a bit towards the floor. Behind her, her butt was large enough to claim two and a quarter of the three cushions of the couch she lived on. Her fat arms rested by her sides, on her fat thighs. Quite simply, she was FAT. As a result, she lived in the living room, mostly because she was the fastest-growing of the family and needed the most food. Soon enough she'd need a bigger couch.
A slight noise from the kitchen stirred her, not completely awake but more towards that area. She made a noble attempt at shifting her enormous poundage, which only succeeded in jiggling her quite a bit and dislodging a shower of wrappers onto the floor. Slightly more comfortable, she went back to full sleep with a contented sigh.
Star smiled at the scene from the kitchen. She knew the family well, and was as such busily preparing for the four-thirty pre-dinner snack that everybody needed. Today she was making macaroni and cheese, which in addition to being delicious would also help broil the dinner chickens properly. As she grated and added onions, she took a moment to marvel at her "family." Mostly, the measures they took to maintain a familial lifestyle when precisely one of them (Dad) left their rooms on a regular basis. They all had computers, and would Skype each other frequently to catch up. They all had plenty of books and access to television, and on rare occasions various mobility devices would be employed to have a family outing. In many ways, it was perfectly normal. Star was happy to be here.
A floor above, Becky also slept. The five-year-old was the youngest and the littlest of the family, still able to move under her own power (although she insisted she couldn't and wouldn't whenever anybody asked.) As such, she still did various normal-people things like wear fitting clothes and use the bathroom alone, although those days were rapidly coming to an end as her stomach threatened to grow larger than a standard pillow. She was as a result spending more and more time in bed, rapidly approaching the level of sedentary of her mother and older sister.
The girl's mother slept too, in her room. She was the largest of the family by a good 250 pounds, but that window may not last for long considering the rate that Mary's growing. Even so, she was content in her enormity. Her life was good and her family was loving. She smiled through her slumber.
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