MsCezanne's Odyssey

Even as moving day drew nearer, Matt felt more and more like it would never come. He had spent forever couped up in his tiny apartment, with its tiny office and tiny chair, tiny bedroom and tiny bed. The stress was killing his appetite, and he could feel the weight melting off.

Annie couldn't wait for the move either. The apartment wasn't so tiny for her, but she'd put in so much work getting the new house perfect, the apartment just seemed pathetic. Also, because Matt was eating less, she was eating more, and already she was stretching the seams of her largest clothes.

One breakfast she remarked, "I can't wait until you start EATING again! I just can't let all this extra food go to waste!"

Matt, who was already done eating smiled, "But it is going to waist. Your waist is getting huge honey!"

"Again with the fat jokes. If you keep it up, I'm going to make you do the dishes."

"I know you're going to lick them clean," Matt replied as he got up to head to his office.

When moving day came, neither Matt or Annie were in any shape to actually pack and move anything. They weren't too concerned, they'd set aside enough money to pay for a moving company to pack and move everything under Annie's direction.

There was very little to actually move though. The new house had all new furniture. Matt's office was stocked with brand new, top of the line equipment, as was Annie's gym. They had very few mementos and decorations they were fond of as well. Most of the packing simply involved clothes that didn't really fit anyway. Matt and Annie were respectively looking forward to growing and shrinking into their old clothes.

Annie had kept the design of the house a secret from Matt. They had discussed everything they felt was important, and Matt had designed the office itself. He was looking forward to seeing his new home.

One thing that Matt noted about his new home was how much open space there was. The hallways had handrails, and were quite spacious. He remarked that you could probably drive a truck down them. Annie replied, "I thought of that, actually. One day we just might need a truck if you want to get out and get some fresh air!"

Everything was on the main floor, except for storage, the guest rooms and the residence for the live in help. "We'll have to get on hiring people soon." Annie told him. "Even if I was thin, I couldn't take care of this whole place by myself!"

The kitchen was spacious, and featured industrial sized appliances, massive amounts of storage, and a loading bay. Annie was particularly proud of that, "I've already worked out a service that'll come by once a week and stock the kitchen for us. The cooks will have to have some ordering experience."

"Cooks? More than one?" Matt seemed shocked.

"You don't think one man is going to be able to keep you fed day and night, do you?" Annie answered.

"How much do you think I'm going to eat?"

Annie's reply was a twinkle in her eye.

There were separate living room, home theatre and parlour. The parlour looked the most normal of the rooms. It was overly decorated for Matt's tastes, and while some of the furniture was heavy duty, a great deal of it was conventional. "This is where we'll entertain guests. They might want something that's not designed to seat an elephant."

"An elephant?"

"Well, yes. All your furniture is actually rated to hold the weight of an elephant."

"But, that must be tonnes!"

"Better safe than sorry, right?" The twinkle was still in Annie's eyes.

The living room and home theatre were more sparse. The furniture had a very industrial look to it, but Matt liked it. It seemed secure to him. The home theatre featured an expensive array of equipment that could all be controlled from a reclining couch in the centre of the room. "I think I have my favourite room!" Matt was practically drooling at the thought of watching the latest movies.

"We haven't come to mine yet," countered Annie.

The tour continued. Matt took a moment to inspect his office. The chair was solid and comfortable, and everything was laid out just as he'd dreamed it. Evertying was designed to adjust as his form changed. He could hardly wait to test it all out, but the rest of the home beckoned.

The gym was fairly large, containing a great deal of equipment. "I figure that our staff will need to keep fit when they're busy taking care of you," Annie pointed out.

The gym opened to an indoor pool. It wasn't gigantic, but it was certainly big enough for a few people to turn laps in, or just lounge around in. "I don't know that I've ever seen a ramp into a pool," Matt observed.

"When was the last time you climbed a ladder Matt?"

"But don't pools normally have stairs?"

"Mattie! When was the last time you climbed STAIRS!?"

He laughed, "Oh, right. I almost forgot we're fat."

The pool opened to an outside deck, which overlooked a verdant valley. There were large and small loungers arranged on the deck. The view was simply breathtaking.

"Finally," Annie said, "we come to MY favourite room: the bedroom". Like the other rooms it was spacious and sparse. There were two massive walk in closets, mirrors, bookshelves, but the central feature was the enormous bed. It looked sturdy and comfortable.

"Big enough to hold an elephant, right?" Matt smiled.

"2, actually," the gleam shone in Annie's eye.

"Well, I think we should test it out." he scampered into the bed as quickly as he could.

"Are you calling me elephantine?" Annie laughed as she followed him.

"Not at all! I just know that you're hungry, and the sooner we do this, the sooner we can all get fed!"

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