"The Revelation"
By:thephatomfreak

Mandy was sprawled on her desk, hands forward running through papers for cilent specifications. 
 
This was her job, a match maker & she loved it. 
 
Just the thought of helping a sweet person find their 'ideal' mate & getting married in a fairy tale ending made her heart melt like butter. 
 
But it didn't seem like Mandy was ever going to get 'hooked-up' herself, she just didn't have the time nor the patience for a serious thing with a guy at the moment. 
 
Granted she was pretty, but a triffle fat by today's standards & was terribly self-consious about it. 
 
She had a long mane of brick red hair & a face accented with high cheek bones as well as freckles. 
 
She was a bit busty & some of her clients couldn't take their eyes off her exceedingly huge cleavage long enough to understand fully the words that were coming out of her mouth. 
 
Her belly was plump as well as shameless when it came to thrusting forward out of her garments & her ass was so huge now that she waddled constantly. 
 
But what was strange is that she could hook all these people up together & never managed to find one for herself, she was a loner & she liked it that way. 
 
Boys, in her opinion , were just trouble.  
 
All the guys she had gone out with were just going out with her just to be friendly & didn't want to date a woman that huge. 
 
But then one day, her misconception had been altered by a customer that just wanted a little companionship in his bleak life. 
 
" Oh, hello mister Garet. I'm Mandy, I'll be you match consultant. So tell me right off, what are you interested in in a future companion?" She said, finishing her complimentary handshake & waddling back to her huge marble desk. 
 
" Well, I'm not really sure." He said meekly, seating himself in the leather chair. 
 
" Oh come on, haven't you ever laid up in bed at night thinking what you would love your future wife to look like & be?" She smiled, thrusting up her elbows with her plumps hands cupped around her double chin. 
 
" Well....the reason that I didn't tell you before is that my perception, no my idea of beauty is a bit, well, to be honest, different from others." 
 
" How so?" 
 
" Well, I'm mostly interested in........ No, I can't say it." He said, his hand covering his eyes. 
 
" Oh, come on. Don't be shy, I promise I won't laugh or make a strange face. I've dealt with special cases before, it's nothing to be ashamed about." 
 
"Okay.....I like fat girls. There, I said it." 
 
" ......................How big exactly?" She said, stunned as well as hot. 
 
" Doesn't matter to me. I've just always had....well, a deep, deep admiration for them ever since I was little. My parents hate the fact that I love women so huge, but I can't help the way I am." 
 
" Ahem! Don't worry about it, now, what other ideal features or quirks would you find manditory in your bride to be?" She said, clearing her throat & choking back tears. 
 
" Long hair, freckles, a big soft belly, captivating eyes & a really sweet personality."  
 
" ARE YOU HITTING ON ME MISTER GARET?!" She shouted, blushing heavily. 
 
" What?" 
 
" I'm sorry, I just lost my nerve there for a moment. I'll see what I can do, good day mister Garet." 
 
" But I didn't mean to..." 
 
" I SAID GOOD DAY MISTER GARET, GOOD DAY!!!!" She said, pushing him out the door. 
 
After doing so, she slowly desended to the ground & burst into tears. 
 
" Get a hold of yourself Mandy, just because he says he wants a girl that's exactly like you is no f**king reason to get sentimental about him. I'll just hook him up with Jody & when he says that she didn't met his specifications, I'll just lie & say that he should go somewhere else. NO! Stupid, stupid, stupid," She said, hitting herself upside the head," If I do that, he'll tell a friend & then they'll tell a friend & soon, I'll have no more customers & just be a fat bankrupt pig!"  
 
But Mandy couldn't stop thinking about him & this had lead her to her massive benging. 
 
Her clothes were taught & her body was mushed tightly up against it, every inch of her body showing through. 
 
Then the telephone rang. 
 
"Hello?" She replied tearfully. 
 
" Miss Randel, this is Thomas Garet from earlier today. I just wanted to appologize if I offended you in anyway." 
 
" Thanks Thomas, I'm sorry I blew my cool today. It's just been a rough week." She said, letting her candy melt in her mouth. 
 
" No, it's not that. I wanted to appologize by asking you out." 
 
" Look Thomas, I appreciate it, but I'm a busy woman. I'm too busy for a guy, I'm up to my double chin in paperwork as we speak." 
 
" Please? I've seen you on the streets before, crying your eyes out because don't have anybody to call your own. You do so much for people Mandy, you deserve your own little slice of happiness." 
 
" So you're stalking me now?" She said, tears running down her thick cheeks. 
 
" No. Look, if you're not interested, I'll hang up the phone & you'll never hear from me again, honest." 
 
" Thomas......"  
 
Nothing, Mandy was just talking to herself now. Tears flooded through her eye lids. She had the chance & she blew it. 
 
" Why the f**k do I have to be so f**king stubborn all the time?!" She shouted, punching a nearby wall.  
 
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A month had passed & Mandy was a reck.  
 
Her job performance was at an all time low, a first for her. 
 
Every person that opened the door she thought was Thomas coming back for her. 
 
She even dreamed about him now, him slowly caressing her fat & feeding her & making love to her with a passion. 
 
At home, her time was filled not by snacking, but by constantly calling Thomas back. She got nothing. 
 
She wept constantly after this & began benging again. 
 
With this heartfelt experiance, Mandy had balloned greatly & was now 100 pounds heavier. 
 
Then finally, she saw him again on the street as she was going to get food for another benging spree. 
 
" Thomas!" She shouted, chasing after him. 
 
But as she did, he ran away from her. 
 
She kept chasing after him, but it was no use. Mandy was to fat & too short of breath to chase after some skinny fat girl lover. 
 
"DAMN IT! NOT AGAIN!" She cried, punching the asphalt. 
 
But as she did, a car sped by at a rapid pace & hit her head on. 
 
It was dark & peaceful now in what appeared to be heaven or hell (She wasn't really quite sure which one). The constant longing for Thomas' touch had ceased & was replaced by an emptyness that no passion or love could fill. 
 
Then, she awoke & a familiar face stood hovering over her. It was Thomas. 
 
" Thomas!" She cried again. She reached for him, but she couldn't.  
 
She looked herself over & noticed that she was covered in bandages & her limbs were being held up by straps. 
 
" That was a really foolish thing you did back there Mandy. The doctors say you won't be able to move ever again, let alone eat. The reason I ran was because I've found another more prettier girl than you. At least she has enough sense not to chase after something that doesn't love her back & get herself killed over it." He scolded. 
 
These words were like knives in Mandy's heart, she didn't want to live anymore. She then began to cry, her heart now ached for a love that could never truely be. 
 
And Thomas just stood there, not moving, not speaking, just taking it all in. He wasn't the sweet man that Mandy barely knew anymore, he was heartless & cold like a machine. What had happened to him to make him act this way? 
 
" Stop that Mandy, you're acting like such a baby!" He screamed. 
 
" Shut up you bastard!" She cried.  
 
This couldn't be happening, or could it? 
 
Then, she woke up a sweat, she had obviously dozed off from benging too much. It was a month ago, the day when Thomas would try to appologize for being too forward & when the phone rang she immediatly picked it up. Not wanting the pain & the heart ache to happen ever again. 
 
" Yes, Thomas. I'd love to go out with you." She said calmly, wipping the sea of tears from her eyes. 
 
" T....t.t.t.t.thank you. Can you read minds too now? How did you know it was me?" Thomas nervously responed. 
 
" Caller I.D. & a little femine intuition. So where do you want to go?" 
 
" Anywhere, you choose."  
 
" A buffet & I'll let you feed me." She giggled. 
 
"O.o.o.o.okay. Deal then, I pick you up at 8:00."  
 
" Thomas?" 
 
" Yeah?" He studdered. 
 
" If you were to call me right now & ask me out on a date like you just did & then I rufused & you said that you wouldn't bother me ever again & I never saw you once until a month later & a chased after you, but I got too tired & then I got hit by a car & then I woke up & was badly injured, would you still love me?" 
 
" What on earth are you talking about?!" 
 
" Nothing, just some bogus dream I just had. I'll tell it to you when we're in bed tonight." 
 
" O.o.o.o.o.okay." 
 
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The night did go smoothly for Mandy & Thomas, so smoothly that they felt like they had known each other their whole lives. They were married seven months later & their honey moon was sweeter than honey. Mandy still works as a match maker & believes that her marriage & that dream has strenghtened her belief that there is love out there for everyone, even for the ones that reject it's temptation once, but embrace it a second time, never wanting to let go. 
 
 
The End