Eventually Annabelle, Beulah, Candy and Della found the mall (after asking directions from a very intimidated white guy) and started looking for the fat man. Though none of them really thought of him that way, as they were each more than double his size.
But as they searched, they each found themselves being distracted by various things. They'd stopped to eat twice in three hours, and they stopped to rest more often than usual. They were strong, but moving between 500 and 600 lbs around was hard work. Eventually they found themselves in the same bar they'd been in the previous night, drinking rum and cokes and talking.
"Dis shit ain' easy." said Annabelle as she finished her third rum and coke, before snapping her fingers at the bartender and ordering another. "How da fuck we gonna fin' dat son of a bitch?"
"Ah don' know..." said Beulah as she winked at a guy sitting at the bar. The guy looked away quickly, but she knew he wanted her. "...but I's have'n a hard time memberin' what I us'a be like. I'm startin' teh think dis ain' dat bad."
"Yeah, girl..." Candy laughed. " I mean, why in de hell ah eva' wanna be some skinny little white girl again'? Dat chick was wack, but Candy got's it goin' on!"
Della took Candy by the arm and shook her. "Snap out of it, Girl! Dat fuckin' cracker done took 20 years f'om each of us, an' made us all fat an' shit! We gotta try teh member what we usa be!"
Candy smiled, them pulled away and shook her huge body. Her massive breasts popped out of her red fishnet dress and she giggled "Ah don' wanna remember, girl. An' nether does you! Ah jus' wanna get's me a man an' fuck his eye's crossed. I think's we oughts teh jus' fo'gets all 'bout dat guy an' get on wit' de party!"
Della reached out and adjusted Candy's dress, so her enormous breasts fit back in the white bra beneath the dress. Candy smiled and let Della do it, but pressed her body against Della at the same time. Della felt a desire growing in her, and she realized that she'd become bisexual as well!
Della licked her lips, tried to resist, then forced herself against Candy's mouth. The whole bar watched as the two obese black woman - one with dyed blond, curly hair wearing a white Lycra bra and thong beneath a see-through red fishnet dress and the other with long black hair, a tight black leather mini-skirt, black knee-boots and a black leather halter top - began to make out. Della tried to stop several times, but Candy's eager mouth enticed her back again and again. Annabelle and Beulah watched with some amusement as Della tried to pull away again "No! Don' do this teh me, Candy! I don' wanna be like dis..."
Candy giggled and kissed her again. "Yes you does, Della. You wanna be like dis fo'eva! Just lean back an' lets Candy show you."
Annabelle and Beulah finally turned away (Della had stopped struggling and was now just as eager as Candy) and Annabelle started talking "It jus' gonna get worse. Ah jus' bet dat guy's watchen' us right now. Ah bet he gonna keep fuckin' wit us if we don' stop him. We got's teh get's him..."
Just then Beulah snapped her fingers and said "Dat store! Da oen where we got's dee's clothes! I jus' remember dat da guy who sold dem teh us was de same guy who I was laffin' at!"
Annabelle stood and through her arms around Beulah, giving her a deep kiss. "You done it, girl! Dat's de place weah we got's teh go!"
Annabelle and Beulah looked deep into each others eyes, then looked at Della and Candy. The two obese woman were now making out with each other with wild passion, unaware of what was going on about them.
"All I did's was laff at him..." Beulah said weakly. "Why he doin' all dis teh us? It ain't fair."
Annabelle shook Candy and Della. They two woman stopped making out for a moment, then looked at her. "We know's weah teh go, girls. Let's get after dat guy."
"Ah don' wanna..." Della said quietly. "Ah jus' wanna be wit Candy."
"Dat ain't you talkin', girl. Now get yo'self together an' come wit us."
Della nodded and stood, but she took Candy's hand as she did and they walked out arm and arm. Annabella and Beulah wanted to do the same thing, but they both knew it was the Fat Man's doing. Some how he was affecting them even now.
"It's cause he know we lookin' fo him." Beulah said "He scared 'bout what we gonna do when we get's tah him."
"Yeah..." Annabella commented "...he's scared...an' so am ah. If he kin do dis ta us...den what kin we do teh him? He's gotta be all magic and shit!"
"We'll think ah somethin', Belle." Beulah soothed her. Though her only real idea was that they'd have to beg him to forgive them. Maybe if she was real nice...he'd understand how unfair this was. After all...all they'd done was laugh at him.