Jen had been dating Dom for about six months, and was looking forward to going with him and
his family to their summer place on the lake. Dom had often spoken about how relaxing this
summer hide-away was, and of how his mother enjoyed having the family together each year, as
his two brothers and three sisters were scattered across the country in four distant states.
Summer was a time, when they all made the effort to come for the annual reunion along with
their spouses or girl friends. This would be Jen's first time to meet them, and they her.
What Jen didn't know was how much Dom's mother loved to cook. Her kitchen produced all
sorts of goodies from breakfast to late night snacks, and she loved to see people eat. "Mange!
Mange!" she'd say with a big smile.
Dom and his brother had always managed to offset (at least somewhat) the inevitable effects of
their mother's goodies. On the other hand, his sisters, Maria, Gina and Tina, ages 24, 23 and 20
respectively, were far from shrinking violets in the weight department, weighing in the upper
200 range, and had definitely inherited their mother's penchant for putting lots of weight on
those closest to her. Their husbands and Tina's live in boyfriend were surely evidence of that.
Jen and Dom showed up on the first day of vacation, and with the introductions there were
several winks shared among Dom's mother and her daughters. Jen could use some serious
weight gain.
By anyone else's standards, Jen was a knock-out. Standing at 5'6 and with a top-heavy hour
glass figure, she weighed 120, but plans, as yet unspecified, were in the making, so that the top,
which Jen wore û the one which hung down from her bountiful breasts several inches from her
bare midriff û would be a thing of the long past. Jen would be a very big girl indeed, when she
left for home!
All sorts of goodies came out of the kitchen, as the four women took turns baking and cooking,
visiting with Jen in the mean time. Jen was so interested in the conversations, that she never
realized, that she was eating constantly for almost ten hours straight. When she got up to go to
the bedroom, her clothes were straining to stay on. Jen felt as though she weighed 200 lbs., like
Dom's sisters.
The next day, Jen's clothes were still tight, but not as much as what she had on the day before.
Down she came for breakfast, only to be horrified at what was waiting for her. Not wishing to
offend her hosts (or embarrass Dom), she forced herself to eat ten pancakes, dripping with syrup
and butter. They all topped off the meal with more donuts, than Jen ever hoped to see, and
before she knew it, even she had stuffed herself with a half dozen honey dipped donuts.
Jen was getting quite worried about her figure, when Dom invited her to sit with him on the front
porch. "My stomach is so swollen," she confided, "I'll weigh a ton before I leave!" Dom said
nothing, but massaged her tummy. He smiled to himself at what the women were up to û he
hardly minded. Putting his arm around Jen, he comforted her, by saying, "That's my family! I
think they really like you."
Somehow, those words were a relief to hear for Jen, who was anxious about how she'd be
received. It was as if she had let her defenses down, and none too soon, when a mid-morning
snack of fudge (gobs of it), cookies and ice cream appeared. Much to her surprise, Jen ate all of
it. She was pretty full, but went reaching for more fudge, only to find that it was gone. but more
goodies appeared, and she made the most of it.
And so the two weeks went. Pasta, fried foods and the ever present desserts were devoured by
Jen with increasing ease and eagerness. (In fact the more she ate, the more was cooked, backed
and served.)
Jen was enjoying them, and the increasing affection of Dom and friendliness of his mother and
sisters, so much, that she hardly noticed the growing changes of her body.
No more of those skinny-girl clothes. She was wearing bigger T-shirts and very loose-fitting
pants. She was also eating constantly and eagerly, about 16 hours a day.
At vacations end. when all was said and done, she gave everyone a great big hug, and barely
squeezed into her car to return home.
Her face was round and plump. She had a triple chin, enormous breasts, a tummy extending
beyond them, and an unbelievable waddle. At home she tipped the scales (Dom had gotten her
an extra one) at 450 lbs. "This calls for a celebration!" she said to herself, and marked the
occasion by eating 10 lbs. of fudge, willing supplied by Dom!