Fat Servant: Gemma Collins

The Morning After

You slowly open your eyes and come face to face with a snoring Gemma, the smell of onions from last nights dinner is particularly noticeable as she breathes onto your face. You slowly crawly out from under Gemma's beast of a belly and fill up the large bath tub preparing to clean up the after effects of last night. "Morning handsome" flirts Gemma as she eyes you up. Slightly caught off guard by the heffers flirting you reply "Good morning ma'am your bath is ready!" Gemma slowly and seductively strips off her tiny pink panties and strained bra and lifts her tree trunk legs into the bath.

"Time for a wash!" You exclaim as a you prepare the cleaning equiment. Gemma's body looks extra fat as she sits in the bath, her exposed boobs are giant and sag onto her fat belly, "Oops" giggles Gemma as bubbles rise suspiciously close to her giant bare ass cheeks. You grab a sponge and start to wash between her greasy fatty folds, making sure to get deep into each of her many rolls. You make conversation as you work which helps keep your rather intimate job less awkward. Gemma slowly heaves herself up from the tub so you can begin to clean her underside "lucky you, getting a look at my finer details on the second day" winked Gemma. You couldn't help but blush as you stand lift up her fat apron of a belly, catching a glimpse of her private parts. You yourself have had to strip down to complete this task since you'll have to be sitting and standing in the bath to clean her underside. You lay on your back as you rub your shower gel covered hands on her jiggly rump. Suddenly, Gemma lowers her elephantine body down so her smelly ass is mere inches from your face the, a faint smell of something spreads through your nose before- "FFRRRRRRTT mmmm that felt good" moaned The hippo of a woman as she rubbed her cellulite ridden backside over your face. Gemma proceeds to reach her meaty arms on to her rump to spread her cheeks so that you can clean a bit of the inner cheeks. "Now darling I've got an appointment at 11 o'clock with the BBC you'll have to drive me to, then how about we go for lunch together after, how does that sound hun?" Asked Gemma "s-sounds good!" you replied energetically, you begin to blush at the thought of a date with Gemma.

———-3 hours later———

You feel the entire car tilt to the side as Gemma clambers in "God that meeting went on forever, Im starving!" Exclaimed Gemma as she slapped her belly causing a wave of jiggling. Gemma directs you to an exclusive restaurant for fat celebs to eat. Eventually you pull up to the restaurant and get out to assist Gemma, as you walk towards the front door of the restaurant she wraps her sweaty sausage fingered hands around yours, you blush and look up at her but she simply winks at you. "Table for 2 please" "yes please follow me miss Collins". The restaurant had a very modern design, much fancier then any place you've ever eaten. As you arrive at the table you pull out Gemma's chair far enough for her to fit comfortably, her belly still resting right against the table however, she was dressed in a beautiful blue dress with her beefy arms exposed and just the right amount of cleavage to subtlety look at. You and Gemma talk about your life growing up and previous jobs, you told her different anecdotes from other fat celebrities you had worked with such as the time Lizzo had stuffed herself with pizza five minute before she was supposed to appear on stage and then proceeded to fall straight onto her belly as she tried to get up. You also revealed to Gemma that she is your first permanent contract with a person, before you had only done temporary work for people visiting the UK for a short while, she was also the first single person you had worked for, you noted.

Looking around you noticed a couple of other celebrities, in the corner was a stuffed Christian Bale who's shirt had ripped open to reveal his chunky moobs resting on his heaving belly, in another corner was Naga Munchetty who could be heard (and smelled) loudly farting. After a short wait your meal arrived, you had ordered a light salad and Gemma had ordered the family meat sharing platter, for herself of course. As you politely begin to eat your food Gemma, as expected, through etiquette to the wind and sloppily gobbled down her food. Her sauce covered fingers grabbing at the assorted meats, grabbing sausages by the handful and shoving greasy fry's down her gullet, about halfway through her platter she had a slowed down significantly slowly lifting handfuls of fry's to her messy face before messily chomping down on the oily foods. "Ooo I feel so stuffed Y/N, why don't you feed me the last bits" beckoned Gemma, she looks like she has grown since yesterday, her stuffed belly was pressing right up against the dress, you imagined moving too fast would surely spell the end for the dress, her face was covered in sauce and grease stains and her hands were sweaty to the touch. You grabbed a sausage and lifted it to her chunky face before pushing it into her open mouth, you rubbed her belly as you fed her to make sure she was still comfortable. "BRAAUURPP- oof that feels good" Belched the butter ball.

Gemma pays the bill and you slowly lift her giant frame from the creaking chair, as you step outside into the evening air you lock hands with Gemma again, "That was a great meal" smiles Gemma as she patted her stuffed belly, Gemma slowly moves right up against you, so that you a trapped between her hefty body and the car, she slowly moves her greasy face towards yours and leans in for a kiss, her lips were oily and had the pungent smell of grease, but it still felt amazing. Blushing you replied "agreed, it was delicious". You arrive back home and repeat last nights process of slowly stripping Gemma to her extremely strained bra and panties.
"Goodnight Y/N" cooed Gemma as you slipped under the covers next to her, "Wow what a great night" you thought. The sleeping hogs belly could be heard digesting tonight's meal before your ears and nose were greeted by a loud "FRRRRRPLTTTT".