Fat Animated Women X Male Reader

Act I Scene V (Applejack)

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Applejack x Reader

Art by Neongoth94

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It was late evening as I walked through the closing gym. The last of the customers was on their way out as I began to clean up the scattered dumbbells and used towels. Not the most glamorous job but it pays well for a trainer in training at the Montague Rock Gym. It's something hard to take care a mall gym, both in terms of customers and my boss. From whining paytreons to a health nut boss nagging me all day, there was days that would wear me down but there was one thing that kept me going.

As I cleaned up I looked out of the large glass windows to see across the mall's walkway was a large milkshake and cheesecake joint, called the Capulet's Corpulent Drinks and Cake. It was a fast food place that sold nothing but milkshakes and cheesecake.

You'll think that it will be excellent business practice to set up an exercise establishment right next door to a junk food stand, and I would agree with that, but the two owners would disagree and hated each other.

This goes for the worker as we were forbidden to interact with each and had constant sabotages from the other establishment throughout the years. Despite this rivalry a secret romance formed, a forbidden love, formed between me and the barista.

Standing in front of a multitude of blenders was the one I fell in love, a morbidly obese orange young county girl named Applejack. As of right now all I could see of her was her cushion size butt swayed to an unheard beat as her ill fitted employee skirt strained to hold it all in. Her wide back was a wall of blubber as multiple rolls sat across her back.

One by one she turned off the blenders before picking up the large glass container filled with an orange shake. Without hesitation she lifted the container to her lips and gulped down the contents within seconds.

Drinking it dry, she moved to the next container, repeating the process. I watched intently as she down gallons and gallons of shakes down her no-existing throat. After several minutes of this she cleaned off the last container with a loud belch.

"Sigh, best part of my job," she declared happily, patting her hardened stomach, causing her lower belly to quiver.

She then turned around showing off her heavyset stomach poking out of her tight green work shirt. She lumbered herself to the counter and looked across the aisle to my workstation. It was time for me to give her a show.

She ogled as I took off my employee shirt to cool off, showing off my hard abs. She leaned over the counter, her large heavy breasts resting on the stone countertop, her plump arms holding up her chubby cheeks drooling at my sweat as it gleamed under the fluorescent lights. Taking an unused towel I wiped myself down giving the girl of my affection a good look at my toned body. Inadvertently our eyes met, resulting in us looking away embarrassed.

Despite all of this ogling we have done we actually never talked to each other. We have seen each other over the course of a year yet neither of us dared to just walk over and ask each other out. Most of that fear was from our respected bosses. To fraternize with the enemy would result in being fired. But after so long loving from afar it was time to step up to my destiny.

As I got a new shirt to cover myself up I took in a deep breath, calming my nerves. Gaining my courage I walked out of the gym. I looked up and down the aisle, making sure no one I knew was here before walking to the milkshake bar.

Despite trying to look as cool as possible I was a nervous wreck inside. A flurry of stupid questions bombarded my mind. What if she not into buff guys, what if she's into this whole stupid feud and she reports me, what if she says no! But before I could turn around out of self doubt I was already starting in front of the tabletop, and to make matters worse I was face to face with the heavyset barista.

My mind was as empty as the Sahara, devoid of thought. After coming all the way here I hadn't thought of what to say. So I said the first thing that sprouts out of my dessert of a mind.

"You are my morning sun, who pushes away the jealous moon for you are far more beautiful."

Both of us suddenly turned crimson red. Of all the things to say I had to stab my heart with a blazing red knife and show off for all to see. But to my shock she answered back.

"Why did you come 'ere? Tell me. If you're found 'ere by any one of my employees you would be fired, considerin' who you work for." She asked in her southern accent.

I decided to continue with this "letting my heart out".

"I do not fear my fellow workers for love prompted me to come over and ask you out on a date," I answered, a little bit of conference growing inside me.

"In truth, I'm too much in love, and do not fear my boss. But I do fear for you so what time under the moonlight should we meet?" She said, fluttering her eyelashes to me.

"Tomorrow at the hour of nine." I replied.

"Then I won't fail! It will feels like twenty years until then."

"So good bye and good night."

"Dear, so do I. But I would kill you with too much affection. Good night, goodnight! Partin' is such sweet sorrow that I would willingly say goodbye o'er and o'er until the next mornin'."

"May sleep be in your eyes, and peace in your heart. If only I could sleep and rest there. I'll go to call my friend's phone, ask his help and tell him about my good fortune."

I slowly walked away from the overly flowery conversation between us two. After bowing and her blowing a kiss I skipped away feeling as light as a feather down the mall's walkway. To think speaking in complete gibberish got me a date!