Kristen slid into the booth, and slowly pulled out the menu. She nervously
scanned the selections, wondering what to do.
She was at a local diner with several friends. She told herself to just get
some
soup or salad, but heard her stomach growling and knew she was hungry.
It was early May, and Kristen was determined to lose at least 15 pounds by
summer. She was a large girl, weighing 195 pounds, and was embarrassed at the
sight of
her body in a bathing suit.
She carefully looked over the menu, however it was mostly burgers and fried
foods. Her friends were all ordering cheeseburgers, so she decided one time
wouldn't
hurt. She ordered a burger and a soda, and anxiously waited for the food to
come.
About 10 minutes later, the waiter arrives with a large tray of food. He set
Kristen's plate down in front of her. Her eyes widened as she saw the huge
burger full of
toppings, a large serving of french fries, and a buttery biscuit.
Before she knew what was happening, Kristen had polished off the entire
plate.
Her size 16 shorts dug into her large stomach and she realized how much she
had eaten.
However, her friends convinced her to get a chocolate milkshake, and she knew
the
desserts there were fabulous.
The next morning, a Saturday, as Kristen was getting dressed, she noticed her
shorts were very snug. She knew she needed to cut back on food, however felt
very
miserable so she decided to take a drive. She was hungry for breakfast, and
she was near
McDonald's so she decided to stop and get a salad. This oughta prove my self-
control,
she thought. I'll get a salad with no dressing.
However, as she stood in line, the smell of hashbrowns floated towards her.
Well,
maybe one won't hurt, she decided, so she ordered a salad and one hashbrown.
She sat
down and quickly ate the greasy hashbrown. She stared longingly at the
counter, eying
the stack of hashbrowns. Before she knew what she was doing, she had ordered
2 more.
She ate the first one, savoring each bite of buttery potato. As she was about
to start the
second one, she saw a guy from her school walking over to her.
"Mind if I sit here?" he asked. Kristen motioned for him to sit down. Josh,
she
remembered, was his name.
"Ya like those?" he asked, pointing towards the hashbrown in her hand. She
quickly dropped it onto the table.
"Oh, uh, this is for my... my friend," she said, feeling herself blushing.
Josh smiled
at her. They began to chat about school and life. She glanced at the uneaten
hashbrown.
Josh caught her glance.
"I'm sure your friend won't mind," he said. She smiled nervously, and slowly
nibbled at it. However, moments later she swallowed the last bites.
As Josh watched, he knew he wanted her to eat more. So he casually mentioned
that he wanted something to eat, and bought 2 sausage and egg sandwiches. He
sat back
down and took a small bite from one, making sure to let it pass by Kristen's
face. She
smelled the delicious aroma.
"You know, I'm not quite as hungry as I thought...I don't this to go to
waste...would you like them?"
Kristen was so into the thought of the hot delicious food that she didn't
notice her
chubby stomach pushing at the waist of her shorts. Several seconds after she
had
consumed the two sandwiches, she realized her shorts were way to snug.
Suddenly the
button flew off, and a large roll of fat settled on her lap. Josh fought to
hide a smile.
Kristen sat there mortified. Josh knew this was his chance.
"How bout we go to Wal-Mart and get you some new clothes?" Kristen sat
there,
stunned, and nodded.
Several minutes later, they pulled up at Wal-Mart. She pulled her shirt down
over
her shorts as they walked in.
She picked up a pair of size 18 shorts and walked into the dressing room.
She was
surprised to find that they barely fit. She walked over to Josh, and
explained that all the
sized there ran small. Josh smiled, then led her to the plus sizes. He
handed her a size 20.
She took them, embarrassed. Josh pretended to be looking at her watch, but as
he reached
over to her hand, he "accidentally" bumped her belly. He felt it jiggle
beneath his hand.
Kristen nervously looked down.
"I guess I put on a few pounds," she said.
"You? You're hardly more than skin and bones," he replied, and gave her
tummy
a poke. She blushed.
By the time they left, it was almost noon, and they were both hungry for
lunch. He
took her to a lunch buffet, and instructed her to stay in her seat while he
fixed her a plate.
He came back with a heaping plate of food and set it in front of her. She
wondered how
he ever expected her to eat it all. There were 2 tacos, spaghetti and
meatballs, macaroni
and cheese, nachos, ham, sausage, and mozzarella sticks. Josh encouraged her
to fulfill
her eating fantasies. Her earlier thoughts of losing weight escaped her, and
she wolfed
down the food. As she cleaned the plate, Josh set down another.
After the second plate she had a large portion of cheesecake and ice cream.
She
shoved the last bites in her mouth. Josh suggested she come back over to his
house.
To avoid her having to perform the exercise of walking too much, he insisted
that
he pull the car up for her. She dropped into the seat.
"I can't believe how much I ate!" she moaned when they arrived at his house.
She
complained that her stomach hurt, so she sat down on the couch. He sat down
in a nearby
chair and watched her.
"My new shorts already feel tight," she said , and unzipped them to avoid
another
button incident. Josh watched as her belly spilled out.
"How about if I massage your tummy to make it feel better," he explained.
She
nodded. He sat down next to her and began rubbing her belly. It quivered and
jiggled
back and fourth. He softly pinched the love handles bulging out on her side.
He poked
his finger into her fat and thought of how big she could be. For the rest of
the day she
slept.
When she woke up the next morning at Josh's house, she was greeted by him,
wearing an apron and carrying a platter of food.
"Since you missed dinner last night, I was afraid you might wither away so I
brought you some food." He set the platter down next to her, and she let him
feed her.
First came eggs. He fed her half a dozed greasy fried eggs, which she washed
down with a quart of chocolate milk.
Next he fed her links of sausage and strips of greasy bacon, followed by 6
biscuits
drenched in butter. Then he gave her 5 pancakes, 3 Belgian waffles, 4 slices
of french
toast, and some ham.
After "breakfast", he told her it was time to weigh in. Kristen nervously
stepped
on the scale, something she had always hated. The dial spun, and finally
rested on 211.
211 pounds! She had gained 16 pounds in 2 days!
Her day continued like this. The shorts she had borrowed from him busted
over
her massive stomach. Throughout the day they had large feeding sessions, and
then he
would massage her stomach, kneading her tummy like dough.
She called her parents and told them she was staying with a friend for the
week.
Each day, he weighed her, and measured her growing belly. By day 3, she
weighed 229,
and had a waist measurement of 46 inches.
On the fourth day, she woke up and waddled to the bathroom, and looked at
herself in the full length mirror. She decided to surprise Josh by slipping
on her new
bikini. She waddled into the bedroom, with a towel wrapped around her. She
threw it off,
and let Josh admire her. Her thighs collided like two huge buses under the
bikini bottom,
which was mostly hidden by her huge belly. Love handles sagged over the
sides. Two
huge breasts sagged in the top of the suit, and the entire sides of her
stomach sagged out it
huge rolls.
Josh hugged her, and pressed his body into her stomach. She laid down on the
bed, and Josh tickled her stomach. They both enjoyed the massages immensely.
He
pressed his palm deep into the ocean of fat. As he pulled it out, her belly
shook for several
seconds. He watched it in amazement, and knew this was just the beginning.
She told her parents that she needed some time to herself, which was fine
with
them, because they never really had a close relationship. She went to school
just enough
to pass, and finally it was summer. She had been living with Josh, and they
had both been
busy lately and had not had as much time for feeding, but now that summer had
arrived,
they would be able to devote all their time into it.
Kristen was now a size 24 at the beginning of summer. She had not grown as
much in the last month because of school. However, it was the first day of
summer, and
Josh was determined to fatten her up some more.
She woke up to the scent of frying butter, and Josh came in with a platter of
bacon. She ate about 15 strips and washed it down with milk. He then brought
it a batch
of cookies he had just prepared, and she ate two dozen hungrily. After about
20 minutes
of straight eating, she took a short nap. When she awoke, Josh announced that
it was
weighing time, and took her into the bathroom. She slowly climbed onto the
scale and
watched the needle come to a rest on 272. Josh knew they would have to work
extra hard
to get her weight up.
They began another massaging session. He informed her that she could not do
exercise of any sort, and that she would have to fill her belly to capacity
every meal. She
happily agreed.
"That's my girl," he said, and patted her belly.
Kristen knew that he was disappointed that she was only at 272, so she made a
promise with herself to not let him down. When he left for work (he worked at
the
grocery store so that he would get a discount on all the food) she waddled
into the kitchen
and tore open a bag of chips and began to devour them. She quickly ate most
of the food
in the closet and took out several gallons of ice cream. When Josh returned
home he
found her sitting at the table eating cookies. He smiled. He glanced at her
midsection,
and saw her shorts struggling to hold back her belly. Seconds later, there
was a loud rip
as her shorts ripped open, and rolls of fat poured out.
By the end of August, Josh was anxious to see the results of Kristen. The
scale
had broken long ago. He came home from work and had bought a new scale, one
with a
600-pound capacity, and waited for Kristen. She could hardly walk, and her
stomach
shook violently from side to side. He helped her onto the scale, and could
hardly breath
when the needle stopped at 516. They looked at each other and smiled happily.
Josh took a picture of the new Kristen, and put it next to Kristen's 195
pound
picture. In the old picture, he saw a plump girl, with chubby legs, a plump
belly, and a
fairly large frame. In the new picture, he saw a huge, beautiful woman.
What a life they
would have together!
THE END