The Fat Anarchy Sister Panty

“Now we’re coo-*gulp*”

She didn’t really get much of a chance to give any sort of snarky comment before the feeding intensity picked up, the massive blob of an angel eagerly taking in the massive chinese meal, closing her eyes and gulping up pound after pound of the sweet and sour goodness.

She truly did not have any issues at all with it. She even scooted forwards, shoving the end of the chute down into her own mouth. Only to get that grub in there faster. She laughs in the middle of swallowing another mouthful.

Gotta actually head out.

If I vanish for another like half a year, well. Oops.

“Are you telling me you only brought One truck here?

Man I go through like, 6 trucks just for a breakfast! You really got to step your game up here.

But.

That does smell good... wait. Crap. I forgot to get a fork. Can you toss a fork in there for me, bud?”

Until then, she just kinda...waits at the end of the trough as the food comes in and just...spreads her mouth over the end of it, and just lets whatever’s in there fall straight into her mouth. No moving of arms required.

She’s probably already eaten the anon’s weight in burgers... 3 or 4 times over? But that massive car-crushing gut of hers hasn’t exactly shown a lot of strain or concern yet. Once you’re as big as she is, it’s kinda hard to make that sort of an impact.

“Hell yeah! Blondes beat goths anyday of the week. And twice on Friday.

And. Whoa. You really are bringing out the big burgers, aren’t you?”

She had to recline backwards a bit, leaning back against her own floor-bound rump, leaning that blonde hair back against her own fat folds as she grabs one of these mega burgers. This one was bigger then her head! Well, not counting her cheeks and chins, at least. She gives a good look at it, as she grabs onto the burger’s top and bottom with both hands, squeezing it downwards as she opens her mouth again... her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her jaw just /stretches/ out, the woman holding back her gag reflex as she shoves the rest of the giant burger into her mouth, before giving it one, big meaty swallow.

“If you REALLY think it suits me, you should check out my latest pack on ImageSlam, “Angel of Gluttony” It’s only like, 14.99 for 100 big soft beautiful pictures of yours truly.

“Hey, so long as you’re sending down meat, I ain’t too picky here!

And so long as you ain’t tossing the same stuff down for my sister, I’m sure I can find SOME room for it!

Oh, and speaking of.”

The massive woman would shove her blubbery body towards this chute, feeling her mouth water a bit with anticipation as the first burgers start to find their ways down this pathway... and straight into her waiting hands. She was already shoving her own blubber about just to move these hands about, as she effortlessly stuffed burger after burger down her throat, practically swallowing them whole. She was eating them faster then they came out!

“What’s there to question? People like to give me food all the time for like, whatever reason.

What are they going to do, poison me? I’m a fucking angel, you ain’t going to take me out THAT easily.

Well, lets be honest here. A beautiful babe like me can’t be stuck here just binging reality TV for...

Wait.

Nine months?

Has it REALLY been nine months?

Fuck, I’m out of practice! Where’s all my followers? Who’s buying up my sweet image packs? Damnit, I haven’t made any movie cameos in a long while.

....and jeez. I was big before but I REALLY blew up, too...

“You know, you’re sure doing a whole lot of talking and not a whole lot of feeding, here.

And I sure as heck don’t seem to be going anywhere anytime soon!

“Well, YEAH it was pretty weird! I mean, ghost comes up, our job is to kill ghosts, and instead she plays all cutesy with it?

Next thing you know she’s probably making out with those demonesses or something while they feed her marshmallow peeps or something.

“Hey, I ain’t ever one to turn down a free meal here, but if you ACTUALLY want to do that, you’ll PROBABLY need a lot of help, and a lot of time!

Meanwhile, while Brief is working on his food, he hears the front door open behind him... as a small army of pizza delivery boys all carry huge stacks of boxes right past Brief, and straight into Panty’s room...where he can hear the sounds of all sorts of elaborate gorging, and the pizza boys all march out of the room, one by one, with kiss marks all over their faces.

“Who’s counting?”