Iceberg Effect - Part 11

Paradise, that's where Clarissa was. Her vacation with Georgie was going so well, she almost felt like she never wanted to leave. The warm sunny beaches, plenty of swimming pools, the endless cocktails, the all you can eat buffets! Clarissa was living her best life, and why shouldn’t she. She had worked hard at her company for years and had finally got the promotion she deserved. She was always kind to everyone, even if that meant getting walked over sometimes, especially in relationships. Now she had found Georgie, who she adored, and had the funds to treat her like a queen. This was Clarissa’s time, and she was going to seize it!

All of her bikini bottoms were a bit snug, but that didn’t stop her from sporting a new one each day. She had spent most of her time lounging with Georgie, either poolside or at the beach, or at one of the various restaurants. Clarissa did not like something like a modest appetite spoil her vacation. She spent any opportunity with food to live to the fullest. Georgie was a little shocked that she ordered two full size entrees their first night, especially after the appetizers she had already gotten excited about, but he figured she was just enjoying herself on vacation. And enjoy herself she did.

With her bottom half rounder than it had ever been, Clarissa decided she wanted to take a dip in the pool. Georgie had already excused himself, after a couple days of lounging he wanted to stretch his legs, and found a few blokes to play a round of golf with. It didn’t take long for Clarissa to notice a swim up bar and to make her way over there.

Greeting joyfully, like she had been by every other service attendant at the resort. “Ma’am. What can I get you?”

Clarissa thought for a moment. She had enjoyed plenty of drinks since she had arrived in Mexico, what was she in the mood for today. It was late morning, which for vacation wasn’t too early to start drinking. “I’ll take a strawberry daiquiri please.” She said with a smile. The man nodded and got to work making her smoothie.

The bar wasn’t too busy, it wasn’t quite lunch time, and most people were just splashing around the pool. Although Clarissa was comfortable ordering a drink this early, it was not common for most. Clarissa scanned around, taking in who was all around and what they were doing. The bar where she sat was interesting. Obviously all the bartenders were in a dry encapsulated area, but it was more than that. On the other side of the bar, outside of the pool, there was an area for people to walk up and get a drink, and then also another counter where they had a small buffet. It was just starting to get fully stocked for the anticipated lunch rush. When Clarissa’s daiquiri was ready she asked the bartender if she could get some snacks from the buffet.

“No ma’am, we don’t allow people in the pool to eat. Don’t want to get food in the pool.”

Clarissa was displeased, but if she knew anything, it was how to get her way. She slipped her waterproof phone case open and pulled out a $100 bill. “I’m sure we could make an exception this once, right? Plus I promise to not leave until I’m completely done, I won’t take a scrap with me, and won’t leave a scrap behind. Deal?”

The young guy eyed the $100 bill. “Deal, but you don’t tell anyone about this.” Clarissa was giddy as she handed him the money. With that he went off and filled up a plate for her. It was loaded with chicken wings, sliders, and mozzarella sticks.

“Can I get another Daiquiri too, Carlos?” She smiled as he dropped off her plate. Of course he obliged as he took her empty glass away.

Paradise. Food, drink, pool, Clarissa needed nothing more. Each time her plate emptied, she’d ask Carlos for a refill. He was really earning that hundred bucks. She also made sure to keep her daiquiri full at all times. As the lunch rush came more items were stocked at the small buffet line. Chicken tenders, french fries, jalapeno poppers, all kinds of assorted finger foods, gladly eaten by Clarissa. By 1pm the lunch rush was over, and the chafing dishes were down to crumbs, not getting the attention from the kitchen they once had.

“Carlos, another plate dear.” Carlos walked over. How could this woman eat so much? She had been eating and drinking for two hours now. She was so thin, her face, her neck, her arms, it’s like she had the world's fastest metabolism.

“I’m sorry ma’am they haven’t restocked anything yet, it’s going to be awhile.” He almost held himself off from continuing, but his excellent service compelled him to ask. “Would you at least like another drink?” He hung his head low after asking, she had already had more than 10 drinks, she was most certainly drunk at this point.

“No dear *Urp* I think I’m going to rest now. You’ve been a doll.” She shakenly flashed him a smile, yeah she was a bit inebriated. Clarissa lumbered to the nearby stairs and dragged herself out of the pool. As her body, no longer miraged by the rippling waves, slowly crested the water line, Carlos saw just where all that eating and drinking had gone. Clarissa had looked extremely thin above the water, but once her waist was out it was a whole different story. Just her flaring hips were enough to tell a story, extending to the left and right of her, almost doubling the size of her torso. Extended the opposite way was her juicy round rear, which was only testing the strength of her bikini bottom even more at this point. Of course she needed two thick thighs to hold all of that curvature up, her dimpled legs dripping with water as she exited the pool.

Clarissa had no second thoughts as she waddled away back to her pool chair to scoop up the rest of her belongings, but Carlos, and a few others, couldn’t help but stare as she walked away.