Plumper Fiction Part 2

This is the entire story aside from perhaps a third book in the future. This is the same as what's available on Kindle.

Chapter 6

“Where were you?” Nicole said. Her voice was breathy and panicked, and her face was flush.

“I’m sorry, I just slept through my alarm,” Lena said.

Nicole had taken her CPAP off on her own and her breathing had already accelerated. Lena quickly grabbed a cigarette from the end table next to the bed, stuck it between Nicole’s lips and lit it for her.

It was after 11, and Nicole wasn’t used to having breakfast this late.

“I need to eat!” she said, puffing on her cigarette frantically.

Lena was half asleep and bewildered, still hungover from last night’s binge. “I know I know, I’ll figure something out quick.”

Months had gone by and since moving in with the Rolland’s, Lena’s lifestyle had changed quite a bit. She had spent so much time eating, drinking and being lazy with Nicole that it was easy to forget she was still technically an employee and supposed to be working.

“I need to eat now!” Nicole said, pleading like her life depended on it. Her body ached, and her heart burn was intensifying.

“Okay, just (pant) hold on.”

Lena paused for a moment, then wiggled out of the bedroom and headed for the kitchen. She scoured the countertop and saw the two boxes of Krispy Kreme donuts, one on top of the other. The top one was empty, but Lena was relieved to see that the other box still contained its dozen.

‘Thank god we forgot about these last night,’ she thought to herself.

She opened the fridge and made Nicole’s morning coffee drink as quickly as she could, adding even more alcohol and syrup than usual.

She went back to the bedroom with the drink and the box of donuts.

She opened it in Nicole’s lap and handed her the cold beverage. Nicole took a Boston Cream and immediately shoved it in her mouth. Before she was even done chewing she took a long gulp from the drink. She began to feel better.

“Mmm..I’m sorry (chew) I yelled at (gasp) you,” Nicole said. “I tried to get (munch, chew) out of bed on my own but (pant) it was just too much work.”

“Don’t be sorry (pant) it was my fault. I don’t know what happened.”

“Still hungover?”

Lena’s eyes softened as she sat down just beside Nicole’s huge dimpled leg. “Yeah, I think so.” Wearing only purple panties and a white camisole, the evidence of Lena’s lazier, more indulgent behavior was on display. Her belly was protruding over her lap and folding into large rolls. Her shapely tan thighs had become thick and doughy, and her hips had expanded wide and big.

“You should (chew, chew) eat with (gasp) me,” Nicole whimpered before reaching for another donut. “And make (gasp) yourself a drink, it helps with (chew, munch) the headache.”

“Umm...okay.”

Lena heaved herself up and wiggled back to the kitchen. There was a lot more wiggling happening with her body these days, or jiggling to be more accurate. Her ass and boobs seemed to bounce like jello everywhere she went.

“Okay, coffee, cream, caramel, toffee...fuck it...lot’s of Baileys,” Lena thought to herself as she made the morning concoction again. She finished stirring and took a sip.  “Mmmm...not bad. No wonder she’s addicted to these things.”

She lumbered back to the bedroom with her drink in hand. Nicole was eating up the donuts like they were potato chips, one after another.

“Hey, save (pant) some for me,” Lena said in a slightly winded voice as she grabbed one. She took a bite and sat down where she had before.

“Mmm, I love (chew, chew) donuts in the morning,” Nicole said with her mouth full.

Lena finished chewing. “Yeah, especially with this drink.”

Nicole grabbed another donut, her fourth, and quickly took a bite. “What about...mmm..(chew) my waffles?”

Lena licked her lips and sighed. “God, I uh...how about (chew) I just order Ihop.”

“How long (gasp, pant, wheeze) is that going to take?”

Lena reached for her phone. “I’ll do it right now.”

“Order a (chew, chew) lot okay. I’m super (chew, munch, chew) hungry.”

“I will.”

After all the donuts, and the pancakes, waffles, bacon and hash browns from Ihop via Doordash, as well as the marijuana and more than a few alcoholic coffee beverages, Nicole fell asleep on the couch out in the living room.

James came home shortly after.

“How’s she doing?” he said, looking at Lena.

She had just draped a blanket over Nicole’s enormous body as she cutely snored.

“Umm, good,” Lena said. “But maybe (pant) I should put her CPAP on.”

James leaned in and gave his wife a soft kiss on the forehead. He then stood up, straight and erect. “No, she’ll be okay as long as we keep an eye on her.”

“Okay.” Lena paused for a moment, her eyes darting nervously. “Can I get you anything?”

“No, please, sit and relax.” He collapsed into his recliner and put his feet up. “So how is she really doing?”

Lena tugged down on the skimpy pink top she had changed into, and sat across from him on the loveseat. Her huge round ass jiggled and gyrated hypnotically with every move she made. She had a few more of those coffee drinks earlier and they lowered her inhibitions. She looked at him tipsy-eyed. “She’s getting pretty demanding.”

James gazed at her with hungry yearning, noticing how much her thighs were filling out her jeans. He hadn't seen her wear jeans in a long time, usually it was yoga pants and leggings.

Lena had changed a lot in the past few months. Her now 210 pound body was constantly testing the limits of her clothes and the extra weight seemed to sexualize her even more so than before.

“How are you doing?” he said.

“Umm..I’m doing okay.” She sat up straight and pulled down on her top again. “It’s been hard (pant) to keep my weight in check though, being around her all the time.” She gestured toward the sleeping mountain of a woman to her left. “We’ve been drinking together, probably too much.”

James stared at her intensely. “Don’t beat yourself up about it.”

She blushed and fanned herself. “Okay.”

“I’m glad you're here.” He scooted forward and his voice softened. “I don’t know how to handle her anymore when she gets hungry, it’s like she no longer listens to reason, she can be a mean drunk too.”

“Well that’s what you (pant) pay me for.” She lit a cigarette and batted her eyelashes at him. “By the way, do you ever think of hiring maybe another person, that can help her with...you know, the shower and like bathroom stuff?”

“Do you think I need to?”

“It’s been getting to be a struggle for her and…” She puffed on her cigarette and drifted off for a moment. She stood up, exposing the entirety of her blossoming shape. “It would make things easier for me.”

He looked at her and his eyes widened. Her beauty was amazing and her makeup was exquisite, bringing out her seductive dark eyes and valentine lips. Being a naturally petite girl at only 5’4” tall, the 200 plus pounds she now carried altered her appearance dramatically. Her hips were huge and wide and her upper thighs looked massive in comparison to her still girlish waist. James noticed how her growing tits caused her top to ride upward, exposing an adorable deep set belly button. He rose to his feet. “Okay.”

Still pretty tipsy, she gazed at his strong, v-shaped body seductively. “How come you don’t gain any weight?” She took another drag from her smoke then boldly undid the top button of her jeans, letting her soft tan belly spill out between the void of her zipper. “I spend 10 minutes (gasp) with Nicole and I’m bursting out of my pants.”

He drew himself closer. “I go to the gym.”

“Yeah well, that’s easier said than done.” She peered up into his eyes. “How do you motivate yourself?”

He cleared his throat and nodded towards Nicole. “She likes it when I’m hard.”

She slowly ran her finger along his chest. “I do too.”

“I like your body.”

She gave him a sexy pouty face and wiggled her hips a little. “I’m getting so fat.”

“You look great.”

She placed her hand on her belly. “You like it?”

“Yeah I do but uh…”

She turned in Nicole’s direction. “It feels weird with her right here doesn’t it.”

“Well...”

“We can’t go on like this forever.”

He placed his hands on her waist, just above her hips. He looked down at her and pulled her close. He held her in his arms. Somehow, there was a lot more of her to hold than he was expecting, certainly a lot more than there used to be. He wondered if she would keep getting bigger. He wondered how big she would get. “I know,” he said. “We’ll figure something out, trust me.”

Chapter 7

“Hey girl, wake up time,” Lena said. She was leaning over Nicole in bed, who was drearily opening her eyes after her afternoon nap. Several more months had gone by and Nicole had taken to staying in bed much of the time, as walking all the way to the living room was becoming more difficult. She had gained more weight, so much so that even her eyes seemed smaller, encased with fat. Her figure was still dominated by her boobs and ass, but she was as big as a house, and had so much fat on her body and so much weight on her body that her joints and her back were in constant pain. Because of the discomfort, she was almost always stoned or drunk, just as a way to cope with the struggles of day to day life.

Lena helped her out her mask and propped some pillows behind her head and neck.

“I’m hungry,” Nicole cooed meekly.

Lena smiled. “Not to worry.” She unfolded a towel over Nicole’s massive belly, just below her heaving breasts, then placed 5 full bags of McDonald’s on the end table next to the milkshake and sprite that she had put there earlier. She opened one of the bags and a double quarter pounder with cheese, and brought it straight to Nicole’s mouth.

She parted her lips and took a bite. “Oh, (chew, chew) thank you dear,” she said with her mouth full. “Sometimes, (chew, munch) McDonalds is all (pant) a girl needs.”

“I know what you mean.” Lena pulled out another burger and took a bite herself.

She was more determined than ever to fatten Nicole up as much as possible. She dreamed of the day when Nicole would be too big to move on her own, and then she could steal James away, and have him all to herself.

Her plan seemed to be working, as Nicole was getting lazier and more lethargic by the day. She was smoking, eating and drinking constantly. She was always demanding food, and Lena had no problem playing the role of the doting enabler.

The problem was that Lena didn’t quite realize how much of Nicole’s behavior was becoming her own behavior. She found that she was always craving nicotine, and was no longer able to fall asleep at night without the aid of alcohol and a belly full of dessert.

She wasn’t as professional as she used to be either, and she’d taken to rolling out of bed and wearing skimpy comfortable clothes throughout the day, because nothing from her former wardrobe could contain her expanding curves.

She proceeded to feed Nicole by hand until the entire cheesy, juicy burger was gone, then did the same with the fries.

“Ooo...out (pant, wheeze) of breath,” Nicole said, fanning herself.

“Here do you want me to...ummm just…” Lena grabbed the chocolate milkshake and stuck the straw between Nicole’s lips.

“Mmmm, oh...thank you.”

“More?” Lena said sweetly as she took out a crispy chicken sandwich.

Nicole nodded meekly. “Mmmhmm.”

Lena went on to feed her that whole sandwich as well, then another carton of large fries, then another double quarter pounder with cheese, then the rest of the milkshake, then a box of 20 piece chicken nuggets. Her appetite and capacity for food was astounding at this point. This was not eating for nourishment, this was full blown addition, a runaway train flying off the rails. Despite this glaring display of gluttony, excess and opulence; Lena found the act of bringing food to Nicole’s mouth somehow kind of sexy.

In the midst of feeding her, Lena managed to nonchalantly consume an entire thing of fries, a big mac, and a chicken burger herself, not fully aware of how much she was eating until it was all gone, not thinking too much about it because it was nothing in comparison to how much Nicole ate.

After all 5 bags of McDonald’s were completely empty, Lena removed the towel and pulled back the comforter. Revealed beneath was a belly so massive it took up more than half of the width of the king size bed. Even more shocking than her huge pudding-like tummy was her now I-cup tits. They were the size of soccer balls, each one much bigger than her head, each one fighting for room against the other.

“Come on, let’s get you out of bed and we can have some cake,” Lena said sweetly.

“Okay.”

“I’ll get Siranush.”

After her suggestion James did hire another part-time employee. Siranush was an acquaintance of Lena’s. She was a slightly older Armenian woman, and by Lena’s reference, she’d jumped at the chance to come work for the Rolland’s to get paid handsomely to take care of this ‘fat American chick’, as Lena described it.

Nicole heaved herself forward and dangled her legs over the side of the bed. Lena was amazed by how much the mattress was sinking beneath her weight, and she worried for the bed’s frame.

With Lena on one side and Siranush on the other, Nicole was helped to her feet and to the bathroom where the girls did her hair in the sink, washed her face, did her makeup, and then dressed her in just a white camisole and massive pair of clean pink panties.

Nicole farted, and the smell fumigated the entire master bathroom.

“Ooopsi, (pant, gasp) excuse me. Ooo, all (wheeze) that McDonalds.”

“Do you need to poop?” Lena asked.

“No, not (pant) right now, I can wait (gasp) until bath time,” Nicole said sheepishly.

They then got her up and helped her all the way to the living room sofa.

By the time she got there she was totally winded and gasping for air, but surprisingly, Lena was too.

Lena had really been packing on the pounds lately and she was getting very out of shape. She knew this job was wreaking havoc on her waistline, but she still told herself she wouldn’t be doing it forever, and she could lose the weight anytime she wanted.

James came out of his office to see if the girls needed any help.

“Go get (pant) the cake Siranush,” Lena said in a breathy voice.

“Do I (gasp, wheeze) still look okay?” Nicole asked as she fanned herself wearily with her hand.

Lena sat down beside her. “Yeah, you look...really beautiful.” She surprised herself by the way she answered, but as she gazed at Nicole, this bloated, pampered, spoiled, morbidly obese princess, all she could see was...beauty.

Despite her flush chubbiness and her triple chins, Nicole’s face was still so stunning it was almost hypnotizing. Especially with the way it was so elegantly framed by her silky clean and blowdried, soft dark brown hair that cascaded passed her blubbery shoulders and suffocating breasts.

Siranush served up two big slices of New York cheesecake to both girls and they began devouring it immediately.

“Why you eat so much?” Siranush asked with a curious and disapproving look on her face, as if she was scolding them. “It not good to eat too much.”

“Siranush, (chew, chew) please...don’t worry about it,” Lena said between bites. “Just tidy up a little..mmm..(chew) and then you can go home.” She turned to Nicole. “Right?”

“Yeah, (chew) fine with me,” Nicole said as she shoved cake into her mouth as if she was on autopilot. “James is (chew, chew) here anyway. Come over here Jamesypoo.”

James set his coffee down, got up and squeezed himself in the middle of the sofa between his wife and Lena as Siranush went back to the kitchen.

“Mmmm, I don’t know (chew, chew) where she finds this stuff but it’s so addicting,” Lena said, still with a mouth full of rich, creamy cake.

“Yeah (chew) I know,” Nicole said. “You want some dear husband?”

James turned and shook his head. He had a curious, yet blissful smirk on his face.  “No, I’m okay. You girls go ahead.”

Nicole shoved another bite between her lips. “You know (chew, chew) what would go great with (chew) this cake?”

Lena looked up from her plate. “Wine?”

“Exactly…” Nicole said with a smile before both girls started giggling at themselves and the way they were on the same wavelength.

James sighed and rose from the couch.

“And while (chew, chew) you're up, can you bring us both (chew) another slice too please,” Nicole said as she batted her eyelashes at him.

James took a breath, then smiled. “Coming right up.”

He relieved Siranush of her duties and she didn’t hesitate in rushing out the door and leaving the ungodly situation that seemed to be unfolding.

When James returned to the living room Nicole went straight on to the second piece of cake before he even had a chance to sit back down in his spot between the two beautiful women.

Nicole’s eyes rolled back in her head as she continued to lift the fork to her mouth, and her breath became even more labored and heavy. “Ohhh..I’m tired (chew, chew) of having to always lift my (gasp) arms,” she said. “Can you (gasp, wheeze) be a good husband and feed your (huff, pant) pretty little wife, she just gets so (cough) exhausted.”

James looked at her with lust and tenderness in his eyes. “Sure.”

Lena turned to her left and scooted right up against James. She leaned forward and peered at Nicole. “I wanna feed you too.”

James’ eyebrows shot up, but he wasn’t about to say anything and ruin the moment. He took Nicole’s dish, cut a big piece of cake and brought it to her waiting mouth. As soon as she finished chewing, Lena did the same, cutting into her own cake.

“Wine,” Nicole said with a snap of her fingers after swallowing. Lena quickly handed her a glass filled almost to the brim. Nicole gulped it down like it was water. “Mmmm..a girl could (gasp) get used to this.”

Lena took a big sip of her own wine. “Ditto.”

Both girls then continued to drink and eat to excess and James fed not only his wife, but Lena too. It was as if she had succumbed to her true desires. She hardly knew what was happening, all she knew was that she was loving being pampered and loved what James was doing and the way it made her feel.

After the slices were gone, James went back to the kitchen and brought the whole cake box and he fed them until they were so stuffed they could hardly move. Between the two of them they had finished the wine as well, only stopping because the bottle was empty.

“Let’s (hiccup) weigh ourselves (gasp) again,” Nicole said in a wheezing, gasping coo of a voice. “I want to (pant, gasp) see if I made it to 600.”

Lena had both hands on her belly, sprawled back on the sofa with her eyes glazed over. “Yeah, (gasp, pant) let’s do it.”

“Get the (wheeze) scale James,” Nicole purred.

He did as he was told, then went to help his wife to her feet.

He grabbed the soft loose skin of her chubby forearms and Nicole held on with her weak and tiny little manicured hands.

“I might need your help,” James said to Lena.

“Ooooff, (gasp) ohh, oooo...okay,” Lena said wearily as she heaved herself up and slowly wattled to the backside of the couch. After catching her breath for a moment she pressed into Nicole’s blubbery back-fat, her long french tipped nails sinking into the plush flesh like dough. James pulled and with great effort, they were able to get her up.

Nicole was gasping for air from the exertion and her heart was pounding. James steadied her to the scale and, with one foot at a time, she stepped on.

“Oooo...I’m (cough, wheeze, gasp) so (pant) stuffed,” Nicole said.

“631.8 pounds,” the scale said.

“Ahhh! (gasp, wheeze) Hohhhhhhly shit...ohhmigodd,” Nicole squealed. “Well I made it to (pant, gasp) 600 all right...fuck I’m (cough, pant) scared Jameyspoo, do you think it’s too much?”

She had a look of genuine concern on her face.

“Don’t worry baby, you’ve got two devoted people to take care of your every need.”

His words quickly calmed her. “Mmmm...I like (pant) the way you talk.” She fanned herself and turned in Lena’s direction. “Speaking of which, (cough, gasp, wheeze) get that sexy ass of yours (pant) over here.”

Lena rolled her eyes and came forward. James helped his wife down and steadied her to the sofa so she could get off her feet, and decelerate her heart rate.

Lena bit her lip and got on the scale.

“267.1 pounds,” the scale said.

Her face drained of color. She shrieked and flung her hands to her face. “Fuck me (pant) fuck me oh (gasp) fuck me! That’s not even possible…”

Nicole shifted herself around on the sofa so she could see. “Don’t worry (gasp, wheeze) it looks great on you,” she said. “Don’t you think so (pant) lover boy?”

James gazed at Lena and her exaggerated, bottom heavy hourglass figure. Her belly was bloated, her hips were huge, and her arms were like jello. Her low-cut underwear top displayed so much cleavage that James could think of nothing but burying his face between her perfect breasts, squeezing them, making her moan, and making her squeal. “Oh yeah, I definitely think so,” he said.

“Goddamnit (pant) I need a cigarette!” Lena bounced and jiggled to the coffee table and lit up. James lit one for his wife as well.

Nicole eye’d Lena with a devilish smirk on her puffy face. “So fucking sexy, (cough, pant) makes me just want to kiss you (wheeze) and fatten you up even more.”

Lena grabbed her belly with both hands and gave it a shake. “Stop it. I’m so huge, it’s fucking ridiculous!”

“There’s (pant) nothing wrong with being a (gasp, cough) curvy woman, I’m a little plus size of course (wheeze, gasp) myself, and I’ve never felt sexier.”

“Really?”

“Come on Lena, (gasp, wheeze) don’t you just love it, feeling super full...mmmm... and fat (gasp) and totally dependent on (cough) Mister Sexy over here?” Nicole blew thick smoke into the room and nodded toward her husband. She then turned back to Lena with a mischievous grin. “Why don’t (gasp) you come to bed with me, (cough) and I’ll show you what you’re missing.”

Lena was floored, and she wondered if she was so drunk that she was hearing Nicole incorrectly. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. She was supposed to fatten Nicole up so much that she’d be stuck in bed and then Lena could be with James.

‘Show me what I’m missing?’ Lena thought. ‘What does she mean by that? Is she inviting me to be fed by James, me and her together?’

Nicole slowly scooted forward on the sofa. She gasped and wheezed as she tried to rock herself forward in an attempt to stand up.

Lena took another drag on her smoke and looked at her with confusion. “Do you ummm…”

“No (huff, pant, gasp, wheeze) I can (cough, cough, gasp, pant) manage...ehhh…” Nicole daintily held her cigarette up, as she with heaving breasts and strained breath tried again to rock forward and get up. No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t do it. She was just unable to move under her own power anymore. She glared at her husband as sweat trickled down her forehead and her face turned red. “Fuck (pant) James, don’t just (gasp) stand there, fucking (cough) help me you little shit!”

Then it hit Lena. James didn’t have the slightest bit of control over his wife. It was Nicole who called the shots. She was the one who had her hands on the steering wheel, she was the one driving his life, not the other way around. It was like he was at her mercy, but it almost seemed that he liked it that way.

He grabbed her arms again like before, and again Lena came to push from behind, and together they got Nicole to her feet.

They steadied her into the master bedroom and she collapsed onto the mattress like a giant wrecking ball of pure fat. She sprawled out and slowly huffed and puffed, squirming as if she was a manatee on a beach, until she was more in the middle of the bed and in a comfortable position.

Lena felt dizzy and her mind was spinning and she plopped herself on the mattress, almost wedged against Nicole's quivering body of blubber.

“Feed me (gasp) baby,” Nicole said, panting. “Feed (wheeze) her too.”

Lena shot James a look. “Wait I…”

“Both of (pant, wheeze) you feed me.”

James went back to the kitchen but quickly returned with a huge plastic container full of glazed donut holes. He opened them and shoved one into his wife’s mouth.

“I’m (chew, chew) getting so fat,” Nicole said with her mouth full and her lungs fighting for breath. “I’m (gasp) going (chew) to be immobile soon.”

James stuck another donut hole between her lips. “I’ll take care of you.”

“Good...mmm…(chew)James…”

He then turned, and to Lena’s surprise, fed her as well. It was like she was hypnotized, and when he brought the donut to her she automatically closed her eyes and opened her mouth. He alternated several more times, feeding both Lena and his wife.

Lena was confused and bewildered, but also somehow, extremely turned on by the whole situation. She felt so bloated and heavy, and it seemed that she was sinking deeper into the mattress, like she was caught in quicksand, but for some reason she didn’t want to get up even if she could.

Nicole finished chewing, and, still panting like crazy, struggled to roll her gigantic body over onto her belly.

James grabbed her forcefully and helped her into a position where she was on all fours, as the bed groaned and dipped beneath her. He peeled off her panties, maneuvered them over her massive legs and tossed them to the side.

“Fuck me James,” Nicole purred with her huge, naked, dimpled ass in the air. Her butt was big enough to need its own senator.

Lena was shocked and tried to get up and leave before James put his hand on her shoulder.

“No Lena, stay,” he said, calmly and tenderly.

With his legs bent on the mattress, he unbuckled his belt and shoved his pants and boxers down to his knees.

Lena put her hand to her mouth at the sight of his exposed penis, completely erect, long and hard as a rock. He thrust himself between Nicole's enormous butt cheeks, grabbing her hips and shaking her wobbly fat with abandon.

Nicole panted and moaned in ecstatic pleasure and delight. “Ohhh…(pant, gasp) oh god.”

James fucked her until she was so out of breath that Lena thought her poor body was going to give out, but then she climaxed with a series of loud screams and James released himself. He then grabbed Lena and shoved her against Nicole’s body as she slowly rolled on to her side, still panting and wheezing breathlessly.

James plopped another donut between Lena’s lips and Nicole reached over and gently squeezed her tits. It felt so good it made Lena wet and she felt James’ fingers slip between her thighs and softly rub against her waiting pussy.

Now Nicole was shoving donut hole after donut hole in Lena’s mouth as James continued doing magical things with his thumb and fingers.

Lena chewed and gasped and moaned. She had no control now and had surrendered herself completely to James. She continued eating as fast she could while Nicole kept feeding her over and over. It was so crazy, she was beyond full, and beyond drunk but she didn’t want it to end.

James pulled away her shirt and sucked on her nipple as his fingers wiggled deeper inside. It was so wonderful that Lena was disappointed when she climaxed too soon, still wanting more.

Nicole, who was extremely out of breath, leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “We need to (gasp, pant) fatten you up girl, you don’t (pant, wheeze) even know what you’re missing. (gasp, pant, wheeze) I don’t want to me immobile all by myself, that would be so boring.”

Lena turned to Nicole and looked her in the eyes, their noses nearly touching. “Yeah, I want (pant) to get bigger,” she said. “Help me get (gasp, wheeze) bigger and bigger and fatter and fatter, I (pant) want it all now, I want it so bad I can’t even wait. Maybe (cough, wheeze) we could hire (pant, gasp) someone else to take care of us, that way we (pant) can both just stay in bed (gasp) all day!”

Nicole leaned in and her plump lips locked into Lena’s. Lena kissed her back, slowly, softly and gently. They released and looked at each other, their eyes glowing.

They then spoke at exactly the same time, uttering the words: “I need a cigarette,” completely in sync and in unison. Both giggled uncontrollably as James rolled his eyes and went to get them their smokes.

“Holy shit,” James thought to himself. “This is going to be a hell of a year.”