Fat Servant: Gemma Collins

The beginning

You slowly step out of the taxi and gaze up at the large mansion in front of you "This must be the place" you think to yourself. Ever since the Fat celebrity law was introduced a year back, thousands of servants just like you have been hired by celebrities to cater to there every whim, your contract states you will be currently caring for the TOWIE star Gemma Collins (not that you really know who she is).

You knock at the large wooden door and hear the distant sound of slow and heavy creaking getting closer and closer to the door until it finally opens up.
"URRRRPPPP, h-hello cutie, you must be the new servant!" The powerfully stench of grease fills your nostrils after Gemma's 'explosive' hello.

To put it simply, Gemma was massive. She was wearing a white shirt with a sparkly "kiss me" logo stretched across her large belly. 25% of said belly was currently exposed due to her shirt being much too small, her cavernous belly button looked like it could fit your entire arm! Her legs and thighs were gargantuan (you try to hide you blush imagining your head between them). Her bum was two large jiggly globes stuffed into ripped jeans, small flashes of cellulite ridden skin could be spotted through these tears. Her face chubby face was covered in her trademark makeup, along with a few involuntary food stains. Three jiggly chins were visible on her fat face, the third looking to be a recent development.
"Hello ma'am my name is Y/N I'm pleased to introduce myself as your new servant" you stated in a rehearsed manner.

"And I'm -Urp- Gemma, come inside honey" the Lardy celebrity beckoned. Her home was very large and typical of someone of her wealth, most of the tables however where covered in wrappers and the occasional bit of food Gemma would greedily shove into her gullet as she passed by it. The heavy star wheezed her way through the home as she showed you most of the rooms before returning to the kitchen. "Right I'm feeling very hungry after all that running around, how about you cook me up a meal dear" said Gemma as she absently scratched her massive rear. You spent the next 10 minutes cooking up an beautiful feast for Gemma just as you had been trained before going to the dining table to serve your new master. Gemma hungrily scanned all the food you had presented. "Fish and chips, Spaghetti Bolognas, all of my favourites! How did you know?" Gemma blushed.
"Well I make sure to do my research on the people I serve" you replied happily.

Gemma began to messily dig into the meal you had provided her. Her hands went straight for the bowl of spaghetti, without use of any utensils, she grabbed handfuls of the food and shoved it sloppily into her mouth as quick as her sagging bingo wings could handle. "URRRRPPPP! W-what's next" belched the corpulent woman. The rest of the meal was a blur of Gemma grabbing handfuls of food and shoving it down her throat with no regard for cleanliness and manners. The air was punctuated with the sounds and smells of belches and farts until the meal was finally finished.
"Oo-ooof that meal was delicious" moaned the stuffed blimp, "be a dear and rub my belly won't you Y/N" you reached you hand onto the now hardened mass of fat and rubbed in a circular motion, Gemma would periodically moan blissfully and thank you for the meal before you assisted the 350 pound woman in getting to bed.

As the stuffed star reached her bedroom, it dawned on you that you would have to undress Gemma. The hefty girl was half asleep as you gently lifted the extremely stained shirt off of her to reveal her large breasts straining her bra. You then pulled off the ripped jeans revealing her massive ass swallowing her bright pink panties. "Y/N come sleep with me sweetie" called the porky woman. You slowly lowered yourself under the covers next to Gemma as her belly slowly rose up and down with her breathing. "Yep this job is going to be good" you thought. The stuffed pig slowly rolled over so that you were trapped under her greasy swollen belly. "Y-yep real good".