Life of a College Grad - Part 3

As the summer days fleeted Molly found solace in reconnecting with Dakota. No longer did she have to languish at home with no job and nothing to do. Her mom missed having her around as much, especially where it seemed Molly and Dakota were going out to dinner a few times a week, which were the meals Molly’s mom enjoyed spending with her the most. Janice made sure to always save a little something though for when her daughter got home. There were always plenty of leftovers, but sometimes a little serving of dessert after a night out was the perfect gift from mom. She was normally asleep by the time Molly got home, but the empty dish in the morning signaled to her that it was a treat well enjoyed.

And Dakota wasn’t shy about sharing her big appetite with her new bestie Molly. Dakota had convinced Molly to join her on her BBQ adventure, as well as sample a plethora of other restaurants in the area. Dakota loved to eat out, and no sense in eating out unless you had an eating buddy. Since Molly didn’t have a job, Dakota always agreed to pay, it was a win for both of them that way.

By the end of August it wasn’t just new interview clothes that Molly needed, she had gotten to the point that she needed a whole new wardrobe. All of her eating out had added a few more pounds to her thin frame. Molly was used to showing off some skin, she was skinny and hot, why not show it off. But her clothes were not just showing a little skin now, they were actively tight. And Molly wasn’t too fond of the new softness she had acquired over the summer, especially not what had come this past month. Her formerly flat belly was now a bit of a pooch, especially when it was full of food. The rest of her body she could just tell was softer. Where she used to just have pure muscle, there was now at least a little give.

Out at dinner with Dakota she could really tell how small her outfits were getting. Most establishments she would leave with quite a full belly, and her shirt would struggle to cover it up. Molly finally broke down and bought some new threads, but kept up her eating streak with Dakota, not reading the warning signs flashing at her. Plus it was easy to feel skinny next to Dakota. Molly might have had a bit of a starter belly now, but Dakota had a gut. It pushed out in front of her and hung well over the waistband of all her bottoms. She also had a rack to match. Two large breasts that sat atop her belly at all times. Neither of their weights had come up in any serious conversation yet, and despite her curiosity Molly wasn’t going to ask how her friend had to become so big. She certainly ate like the extra weight didn’t bother her.

The companionship and good times made Molly completely forget that she was supposed to be looking for a job. The end of September came and she hadn’t looked at a single job listing. She was enjoying her lazy days and adventurous social nights. Dakota might of had the body of an obese basement dweller, but she had the courage and charisma of a much smaller women. She was also getting herself and Molly to hit on guys or other obscene acts. After a nice filling meal Dakota acted like she was queen of the world. Stuff Molly would never do on her own, but under the tutelage of Dakota anything seemed possible.

With fall fully taking grasp, Dakota had planted a date on Molly’s calendar for the past few weeks, and was excited to see it finally here, and that was the state fair. They had each separately been to this fair many times during their upbringing, it was a pretty big deal in their town. It had everything you wanted from a fair, rides, games, attractions, and of course food. Molly was excited to go too. She had always enjoyed going, and was sure Dakota would bring an extra level of spice to the event. She probably had some secret to winning one of the carnival games assuring they’d both bring home massive oversized teddy bears. That was just the kind of stuff she expected from Dakota at this point.

Molly should have suspected something much less sinister and something much more obvious, because when they got there Dakota immediately turned to her and said, “Bite for bite, we are trying one of everything here.” The hungry girl left no time for conversation as she headed off to the first stop. Molly was feeling a little hungry, a feeling that had been cropping up more and more these days, and figured she could eat so why not. If only she knew what she was getting herself into.

When she caught up to Dakota she was putting in an order at one of the stands. “Yes, two chicken fingers, two fries, two cheeseburgers, and two sodas.” She turned back to Molly. “Just to get us started.” She flashed a smile before returning to the cashier to pay. They found a picnic table to sit at to enjoy their meal. It looked and smelled great. “Perfect start, wouldn’t you say Molly?”

“For sure. There is just something about the chicken tenders they have here. Can’t get them like this anywhere else.” Molly commented.

“Oh I’m just so excited for all the desserts, they are my favorite.” Dakota squealed with glee as she bit into her cheeseburger. “What are you looking forward to the most Molly?”

Molly sat there and thought as she ate some french fries and sipped her soda. “I’ve always liked the pizza they have here. Oh and also the ice cream. Nothing like an ice cream since it can get so warm here.”

Dakota murmured in agreement. “Ok then I say we get some pizza next and then something sweet for sure.” Molly had no complaints with that, and so the two of them finished their meals and found the shack with the amazing pizza that Molly liked. The slices were a quarter of the pie and absolutely massive. Washing it down with even more soda, their next goal was some of the desserts that Dakota wanted. Fried dough was her favorite, so they each ordered one, loading it up with powdered sugar and cinnamon.

They walked and ate their fried doughs as rides whirled around them, and lights of all shapes and colors flashed. There were lots of people coming and going, but the two girls only worried about each other and the food that was in their hands. After some popcorn and cotton candy they stumbled upon a shack that looked to be deep frying all kinds of weird stuff. Neither of them had ever tried it before, but now they were up for anything. Molly tried the deep fried oreo while Dakota got a deep fried twinkie. Afterwards they remembered their bite for bite challenge so they went back and got what each other had ordered originally.

The sun was getting on, but the fair only seemed to come more alive as the sky looked darker. They found the absolute best mac and cheese place. It must have been new because neither one remembers ever seeing it before. They got theirs topped with pulled pork. After all their sweet treats, the savory meal totally hit the spot. After which they passed something Molly had completely forgotten about, Apple crisp a la mode. This had been her favorite since she was a kid, but she had totally forgotten it was here. “Dakota, Dakota! We have to stop here. The best apple crisp in the world, I’m telling you.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Dakota smiled as they got in line. The line was longer than most places, just because everyone knew it was that good, and it did not disappoint. The tasty vanilla ice cream melting on top, to Molly nothing was better. After the treat the two of them just sat at the picnic table letting all the food they had enjoyed digest. It had been a wild day of eating, one Molly figured was bound to add a pound or two more to her frame. But the day had been fun, and she had enjoyed her time with Dakota as always.

After a minute or two they each summoned the strength to get up. Molly figured it was time to start to head out, as it seemed things were dying down. “We can’t forget to get that ice cream you wanted before we leave.” Dakota reminded her.

“Oh well there was ice cream on the apple crisp, that’s good enough.” Molly rationalized.

“No no, come on we are here, let's get you some of that ice cream. Plus we still need to grab caramel apples to take home with us, it’s a fair tradition.” Molly relented like she always did. After two large sundaes they grabbed some caramel apples and headed for the exit. That was until Dakota shouted, “Molly look!” She was pointing at another stand right near the exit. “I think those are whoopie pies.” She started to waddle over, forcing Molly to follow. “Damn these things are bigger than softballs.” Dakota’s comment seemed to please the gal standing on the other side of the counter wearing an apron.

“What can I get you?” The apron gal asked.

Dakota rattled off the names of six of the whoopie pies before asking for a duplicate order for her friend. Molly just thought that at least she could eat them later, for now she was way too full. They had finally made their exit and were headed back to the cars. That was when Dakota said, “Well you know this is one day left of the fair. Same time tomorrow?” Molly didn’t know what to say. Today had been very filling and thrilling, but to do it all again tomorrow, that might be a bit much. But it was just another Sunday, and she didn’t have anything better to do. So she agreed, and the two of them met the next day as well.