~BBW (Mult), Romance, ~SWG - A weight gain over a few months leads to new relationships.
October 16th
Katie slipped out of the swimming pool lithely, checking herself out in the mirror. She was thin and muscular, with a washboard stomach and not an ounce of fat on her.
“I'm going to miss the swimming club,” Katie said to the girl next to her, her friend Jess. They’d been on the same school team in high school and had joined the club together after graduation two years before.
“Yeah, me too. It's a shame it's going to close. But remember, we'll have a reunion on the last Saturday of January.”
December 11th
Katie sat down on the train seat and breathed a sigh of relief as she slipped open the catch on her skirt. She felt the zipper slide down without her needing to push it. She checked to make sure her blouse was covering the opening, she couldn't let her sister, Ellie – who was next to her as they commuted home fromtheir jobs – see the slight exposure of flesh. Katie hadn’t been swimming in nearly two months but had continued her customarily indulgent eating habits, with predictable results. .
“I love that dress you bought today,” Ellie said, “I'm really jealous, you looked gorgeous in it.”
“Yes, I know, it's lovely isn’t it.” Katie said, aware that the real reason for the purchase was that she’d stepped up a size.
“It looks great on your figure, every curve is like its designed for you.”
“Well, it fits perfectly if that's what you mean.”
The rattle of the food trolley could be heard and her sister got up and went over to it.
“Same as usual, sis,” Katie found herself saying, hating herself for what she knew was a slight deception.
Her stick thin sister bought several items and came back. She passed over a pack of crisps, a king sized mars bar, a bag of haribo and a coke. Katie tucked in, hating her sister’s high metabolism every bite of the way. She’d exercised constantly since getting out of high school until the swim club had closed to avoid gaining weight, but Ellie could snack as she chose and it never showed.
She knew she would be buying some new clothes as a present to herself tomorrow.
December 31st
Katie took the dress out of the carrier bag. It had looked so beautiful just three weeks before and she was so excited about wearing it. She stepped into it and pulled it up.
“Do me up?” she said to her sister.
Elle came up behind her and began to pull up. The silk became tighter against her body as the zipper began to move upwards. There was a clear struggle as the zipper tried to bring the two sides together; finally, as it reached her midsection, her sister stopped.
“Can you suck in a little, Katie? I think we can get this to fit if you just…”
Katie sucked her belly in as much as she can and the zipper moved a little higher but stopped again.
“Come on Katie, work those stomach muscles.”
“I am,” Katie barely managed to gasp.
Suddenly she couldn’t hold on any longer and she breathed out, pushing the zipper down again.
“One more try,” Katie said and sucked in her breath for dear life.
Her sister heaved as hard as she could and managed to push the zipper up the whole way. Katie looks down at the little paunch she has developed and poked it. It gave about an inch and a half. It was going to be a snug New Year’s Eve party and she was reminded or her postponed resolution to buy new school clothes.
January 14th
Katie rolled out of bed and staggered into the bathroom. She deliberately didn’t look in the mirror as she turned the shower on, but saw her reflection in the white tiles. Several more pounds had stuck to her body over the past two weeks. Her little paunch wasn't quite so little any more but it certainly wasn't in the realm of being called a pot belly or a gut, its just a little rounder. The rest of her had had the opportunity to catch up. Her bum had got bigger but not flabby and her breasts had grown a bit larger. She actually had a waist.
Her reflection caused her to stop. For the first time in several weeks she considered her body. It now had a curvy (and in her opinion sexy) appearance. She smiled to herself. She looked in the mirror just to check it wasn't a trick of the light. Nope, it was all real. She sucked her belly in then pushed it out. It formed a bit of a pot belly like that. Then she returned to normal.
“It's surprising, but I actually quite like this,” she thought.
“What if I were to gain some more? Would it all go here?” she considered as she pushed her belly out.
“Or would it go here and here?” she speculated, holding her breasts and bum.
“Well, its gone mostly here recently so it will probably still go here,” she said to herself, grasping her bum.
She stepped in the shower and began to lather up. She washed her hair and rubbed some shower gel on her softening body. She spent extra time so she could feel and enjoy what she felt was her newly sexy body.
As she rubbed over her belly it rumbled lightly and she told it not to worry, she would be feeding it well. She got out the shower and towelled off, walked into her room and got her usual clothes out.
She pulled the skirt up to her hips with ease. Then she had to close the top of it. She grasped each part and pulled them together. There was still several inches to go. She sucked in. Still at least an inch. She sucked harder and the button moved a little closer to the hole. She stopped, she had to breathe. By her third try she realized it was useless.
“I’m definitely going to have to stop delaying buying some new clothes” she told herself.
January 28th
It had been fourteen weeks since the swim club had closed and it was time for the promised reunion with Jess. Katie looked at the swimsuit in her hands. It looked very small; and it was, when you compared to it to her body as it was now.
“Katie!” It was her friend Jess, who she hadn't seen since giving up swimming. Jess had always been the porky one on the swimming team in school, although not really even plump. The association had carried over after graduation, which is why they’d both joined the swim club. Her friend descended on her and hugged her.
“Woah, you've packed on the pounds,” Jess wasn't known for her subtlety.
“Shut up porky.”
“I don't know, that might be your title now. How much do you weigh?”
Katie didn't know.
“We'll see when we get out swimsuits on. Hang on a sec, are you wearing your old squad one? I don't think that'll fit you. Here, wear this, it has clips on the back to adjust the size a little so we'll see if you really are fatter than me."
Katie pulled the suit up, struggling at the hips. She pulled it over her body and asked Jess to fasten it at the back. Jess, being very strong gave a hefty pull and connected the two pieces.
“Looser please,” Katie could barely talk. Katie loosened one and Katie asked again.
“Darling, that's the loosest setting. You're officially the porker now.”
Katie knew that – she’d finally bought her new wardrobe and had moved up two sizes. But what Jess didn’t realize was that she didn’t mind and that in fact she was even eating a bit more after the holidays.
February 14th
Katie was so excited. Much to her sister's infuriation one of the hottest boys she’d known back in school. Dan Ivers, had asked her on a date. Ellie had been eyeing him her entire final semester, and had flirted with him outrageously. He simply hadn't been interested; although she hadn't realised why. But since their families attended the same church hey’d kept casual contact.
When Dan suddenly had asked her out, Katie was very surprised. It wasn't that she hadn't been attracted to him, it was just that she presumed he was out of her league. He had been captain of the football team but was (by reputation) a gentle, kind hearted young man. She had also heard that he had once beaten up some kid for looking at him 'funny' but Katie was sure it was only a rumour to frighten the other schools' football teams. To top this, he drove an Aston Martin. Now he was taking her to the poshest restaurant in town, which meant that he was rich.
Katie was wearing a little cocktail dress, newly purchased for the occasion.. It was pink and aquamarine (which, believe it or not, was a colour scheme that worked very well) and the label told her it would make her look like a pixie. She looked in the mirror and tried to look dainty. She pulled it off very successfully. Well, dainty in a 'I'm-going-to-show-a-lot-of-cleavage-and-thigh' sort of way.
“Its amazing,” she thought, “until I gained this new weight he never even paid me any attention Then he invites me out to eat. I guess he likes a little meat on a woman.”
Her sister had a different view.
“I snack just as much as her, but she’s the one who gains and gets a man-catching figure,” Ellie complained to herself as Katie went to answer the door.
Dan stood there, smiling at his ever so slightly chubby date in her revealing outfit, extended his arm and escorted her to the car.
Katie climbed into the very expensive looking Aston Martin next to Dan and couldn't help but gape around her.
“Like my ride?” Dan asked
“Oh, its all right I suppose,” she replied demurely with a mischievous grin. “Nothing compared to my beaten up Nissan Micra you understand.”
“I would show you how fast it can go but I'm guessing you don't want to spend the evening at the police station,” Dan laughed.
“Spend the time at the police station?” Katie retorted. “No way! I'd take the car and leave you there.”
Dan grinned, “I'd tell them it was all your idea.”
“Well, we can't spend the whole time arguing - “
Dan butted in, “If you don't think your up to it.”
“Oh, I'd show you that I can outwit you in the repartee department any day ”
“This babe isn’t only cute – she has spunk and confidence,” Dan thought as he keyed the motor..
They arrived fairly quickly and entered the restaurant. It was a large brightly lit open room and occasional burst of flames could be seen emanating from the kitchen stove. The couple sat at a table and ordered some red wine. They talked idly as they chose their food; more getting to know each other than flirting.
“So I'm not going to go to college, at least not immediately. I'm leading a branch of my dad's business. Its an electronics firm, we build chips for phones and MP3 players, and he thinks it’s a more practical education.” Dan was confiding.
“That explains the nice car.” Katie replied.
“No, not really. I was lucky in a raffle and won that.” Dan told her, “What about you? Planning on doing anything exciting now that school is behind you?”
“Of course, I will definitely do something exciting.”
“Fancy sharing any details?”
“Okay,” Katie admitted, “I want to be a writer.”
“Didn't you write that article in the school newspaper? That one on global warming?”
“Oh blimey. I didn't realize anyone actually reads that thing,” Katie replied, impressed that Dan had done his research.
“I wonder what else of mine he’s read?” she wondered.
Their meals arrived and they started eating. Katie had ordered a steak and as she saw the size of the entrée and the accompanying potato and vegetable serving began to regret ordering such a huge dish on top of the appetizers they’d shared.
“Wow, that's huge.” Dan said
“Yeah, good that I have a big appetite,,,” Katie started to reply, but paused.. She was about to say that even she thought it was big but Dan got there first.
“Tenner says you can't finish it.”
“All right,” Katie had a competitive streak knew she could manage it if she pushed herself, “you're on.”
Katie tucked in. At first it was easy because she hadn't eaten in a few hours and she had gotten used to snacking quite often. But after a while she was full and there didn't seem to be any less than there was when she started. Finally, she had to stop. There was still most of the portion of chips left.
“Not giving up are we?” said Dan.
“No, just having a break,” Katie replied as she sipped some wine, then started again with renewed vigour.
“It looks like you owe me ten pounds,” Katie finally smirked as she looked at her empty plate. She rubbed her belly bellow the table; it had never hurt this much before. She could feel her rock hard stomach full of food below the squidgy fat on her midsection.
“I have to admit I'm surprised,” Dan told her, “so many girls are dieting the whole time; its nice to see a girl who can eat a proper meal for a change.”
“You won’t catch me dieting,” Katie said with a confidence that surprised her.
“Good,” Dan said simply.
Katie wasn't sure what he meant by that, but decided not to pursue the question. .
”I guess he does like girls with curves,” she concluded, but still declined dessert as he paid off the wager.
February 15th
“So, how was it sis?” Ellie asked in between bites of the two pancakes on her plate. It was morning and they were both eating generous breakfast which also included scrambled eggs with cheese and sausage patties. Their parents were out of town and Ellie was accustomed to making breakfasts during the week anyway. This Saturday she had prepared a generous feast partly as compensation for her own loneliness over not having had a date the night before. As for Katie she was just indulging her appetite. She even had some pastries secreted in the fridge.
“I'm in love.” Katie answered simply. Katie was wearing her pyjamas; the same ones that she had been wearing for six months. The waistband of the bottoms was getting very tight and caused a roll of fat to bulge over it. It was a visible roll as the t-shirt didn't reach the bottoms leaving a gap of flesh, even when she was sitting down.
“Wow, that was a quick romance.” Ellie teased as she made herself a milkshake.
“Seriously, he is the hottest, sweetest, funniest guy you could ever meet. Wow, that milkshake is huge.”
“So it went well,” Ellie said, covering up her immense jealousy by downing the shake rapidly.
“It was fantastic. We went to that new restaurant in the new development,” Katie explained insensitively as she went to the fridge to get her treats..
“Isn't that really expensive?”
“Yeah, he's really rich,” Katie said as she nibbled on her ate her pan au chocolate ,but quickly added, “but that's not why I like him.”
Ellie just raised her eyebrows at that. She was too busy eating her third pancake to voice a reply.
“Really,” Katie protested, bits of éclair going everywhere, “its not just his money that I'm interested in! He's looks are fantastic and he's quick witted.”
“Let me guess, he's smart too,” Ellie replied dryly, full well knowing that he was.
“Yes,” Katie said brightly, not noticing her sister's tone.
We are going on another date next weekend and I can't wait,” Katie explained with a grin./
“By the way, these waffles are great,” she continued as she took the last two from the stack Ellie had prepared and began scarfing them down. By the time she had finished them she was quite full.
“I better not make a habit of eating this much, what with yesterday's binge as well,” Katie thought to herself as she stood up to leave the room,
“I better go to the gym today. Mind you Dan did seem to appreciate my curvier figure last night, so maybe I won't go,” she debated internally as she drank her 2% milk. She preferred her pastry treats to her sister’s penchant for shakes.
As she stood up even more of her belly became visible, showing off her deepening navel in a cute muffin top. Ellie poured herself another milkshake and felt her belly owen push out against her blouse more and more as she finished it.
“Yeah, I out-eat you every day, even drinking these shakes, and don’t gain an ounce, while you get to dine with a hunk. Its not fair!” Ellie complained to herself.
“See, I can get fat too!” she blurted out.
Katie thought the words coming from her sister's lips were somewhat ironic.
“You think you're getting fat?” Katie said, emphasizing the word 'you're'.
“Yes, look at this,” Ellie, her sister, said and lifted up the t-shirt she was wearing. Her belly was bulging from the hearty breakfast, but she was correct in a literal sense. There was the smallest layer of fat on her belly Katie had ever seen. It wasn't even a layer of fat, more of a rounding that might occur if you had eaten a little more than usual.
“That's not fat, that's what we call normal.”
“Yes but I used to be totally flat.”
“So now you don't look anorexic.”
“I looked anorexic?” her sister had an odd expression on her face, a mixture between a frown and a smile.
“But now you don't.” Katie smiled, for some reason finding the idea of manipulating her sister quite fun.
“If you want to see fat, check this belly out,” she exclaimed, somehow secure in flaunting her bulk.
Katie pulled up the top of her pyjamas to reveal her belly. It was bulging over her bottom half but didn't really sag. But stuffed with breakfast it was a potbelly, no denying it.
“Yes, but you've got huge boobs. People will ignore a belly for boobs”
It was true, Katie’s knockers had grown along with her bum. Her cup size was now an E and they certainly weren't loose.
“Not big enough to hide this belly. And check out these love handles” Katie said squeezing the tiny bulges of soft flabby fat bulging over the waistband on her sides, “I wouldn't worry about it sis. You’ll get yours in time – now let’s clean this place up!”
As they washed the dishes and put everything away Ellie looked at her sister’s bum and knew inside that she was right – Katie was definitely the fatter one.
February 16th
Dan with his own family discreetly watched the sisters with their family from their assigned pews in the gothic cathedral as the congregation sang. He had been aware of Ellies flirtations and interest but she was just too thin for his tastes. Her increasingly nubile sister was also his own age, and their date two days before had confirmed his observations in church – she was definitely maturing into a woman and had an appetite to match. The process had made his church participation much more interesting than what he felt were the somewhat tedious and repetitive sermons.
He had in fact read much more of Katie’s work than her article on global warming. His own political views were quite activist as well, as is common with many young people. But Katie to him was the potential fulfilment of a fantasy – a girl who liked to eat and didn’t seem to mind the consequences. He’d slated another date with her, little dreaming how parallel their thinking was.
(to be continued)
October 16th
Katie slipped out of the swimming pool lithely, checking herself out in the mirror. She was thin and muscular, with a washboard stomach and not an ounce of fat on her.
“I'm going to miss the swimming club,” Katie said to the girl next to her, her friend Jess. They’d been on the same school team in high school and had joined the club together after graduation two years before.
“Yeah, me too. It's a shame it's going to close. But remember, we'll have a reunion on the last Saturday of January.”
December 11th
Katie sat down on the train seat and breathed a sigh of relief as she slipped open the catch on her skirt. She felt the zipper slide down without her needing to push it. She checked to make sure her blouse was covering the opening, she couldn't let her sister, Ellie – who was next to her as they commuted home fromtheir jobs – see the slight exposure of flesh. Katie hadn’t been swimming in nearly two months but had continued her customarily indulgent eating habits, with predictable results. .
“I love that dress you bought today,” Ellie said, “I'm really jealous, you looked gorgeous in it.”
“Yes, I know, it's lovely isn’t it.” Katie said, aware that the real reason for the purchase was that she’d stepped up a size.
“It looks great on your figure, every curve is like its designed for you.”
“Well, it fits perfectly if that's what you mean.”
The rattle of the food trolley could be heard and her sister got up and went over to it.
“Same as usual, sis,” Katie found herself saying, hating herself for what she knew was a slight deception.
Her stick thin sister bought several items and came back. She passed over a pack of crisps, a king sized mars bar, a bag of haribo and a coke. Katie tucked in, hating her sister’s high metabolism every bite of the way. She’d exercised constantly since getting out of high school until the swim club had closed to avoid gaining weight, but Ellie could snack as she chose and it never showed.
She knew she would be buying some new clothes as a present to herself tomorrow.
December 31st
Katie took the dress out of the carrier bag. It had looked so beautiful just three weeks before and she was so excited about wearing it. She stepped into it and pulled it up.
“Do me up?” she said to her sister.
Elle came up behind her and began to pull up. The silk became tighter against her body as the zipper began to move upwards. There was a clear struggle as the zipper tried to bring the two sides together; finally, as it reached her midsection, her sister stopped.
“Can you suck in a little, Katie? I think we can get this to fit if you just…”
Katie sucked her belly in as much as she can and the zipper moved a little higher but stopped again.
“Come on Katie, work those stomach muscles.”
“I am,” Katie barely managed to gasp.
Suddenly she couldn’t hold on any longer and she breathed out, pushing the zipper down again.
“One more try,” Katie said and sucked in her breath for dear life.
Her sister heaved as hard as she could and managed to push the zipper up the whole way. Katie looks down at the little paunch she has developed and poked it. It gave about an inch and a half. It was going to be a snug New Year’s Eve party and she was reminded or her postponed resolution to buy new school clothes.
January 14th
Katie rolled out of bed and staggered into the bathroom. She deliberately didn’t look in the mirror as she turned the shower on, but saw her reflection in the white tiles. Several more pounds had stuck to her body over the past two weeks. Her little paunch wasn't quite so little any more but it certainly wasn't in the realm of being called a pot belly or a gut, its just a little rounder. The rest of her had had the opportunity to catch up. Her bum had got bigger but not flabby and her breasts had grown a bit larger. She actually had a waist.
Her reflection caused her to stop. For the first time in several weeks she considered her body. It now had a curvy (and in her opinion sexy) appearance. She smiled to herself. She looked in the mirror just to check it wasn't a trick of the light. Nope, it was all real. She sucked her belly in then pushed it out. It formed a bit of a pot belly like that. Then she returned to normal.
“It's surprising, but I actually quite like this,” she thought.
“What if I were to gain some more? Would it all go here?” she considered as she pushed her belly out.
“Or would it go here and here?” she speculated, holding her breasts and bum.
“Well, its gone mostly here recently so it will probably still go here,” she said to herself, grasping her bum.
She stepped in the shower and began to lather up. She washed her hair and rubbed some shower gel on her softening body. She spent extra time so she could feel and enjoy what she felt was her newly sexy body.
As she rubbed over her belly it rumbled lightly and she told it not to worry, she would be feeding it well. She got out the shower and towelled off, walked into her room and got her usual clothes out.
She pulled the skirt up to her hips with ease. Then she had to close the top of it. She grasped each part and pulled them together. There was still several inches to go. She sucked in. Still at least an inch. She sucked harder and the button moved a little closer to the hole. She stopped, she had to breathe. By her third try she realized it was useless.
“I’m definitely going to have to stop delaying buying some new clothes” she told herself.
January 28th
It had been fourteen weeks since the swim club had closed and it was time for the promised reunion with Jess. Katie looked at the swimsuit in her hands. It looked very small; and it was, when you compared to it to her body as it was now.
“Katie!” It was her friend Jess, who she hadn't seen since giving up swimming. Jess had always been the porky one on the swimming team in school, although not really even plump. The association had carried over after graduation, which is why they’d both joined the swim club. Her friend descended on her and hugged her.
“Woah, you've packed on the pounds,” Jess wasn't known for her subtlety.
“Shut up porky.”
“I don't know, that might be your title now. How much do you weigh?”
Katie didn't know.
“We'll see when we get out swimsuits on. Hang on a sec, are you wearing your old squad one? I don't think that'll fit you. Here, wear this, it has clips on the back to adjust the size a little so we'll see if you really are fatter than me."
Katie pulled the suit up, struggling at the hips. She pulled it over her body and asked Jess to fasten it at the back. Jess, being very strong gave a hefty pull and connected the two pieces.
“Looser please,” Katie could barely talk. Katie loosened one and Katie asked again.
“Darling, that's the loosest setting. You're officially the porker now.”
Katie knew that – she’d finally bought her new wardrobe and had moved up two sizes. But what Jess didn’t realize was that she didn’t mind and that in fact she was even eating a bit more after the holidays.
February 14th
Katie was so excited. Much to her sister's infuriation one of the hottest boys she’d known back in school. Dan Ivers, had asked her on a date. Ellie had been eyeing him her entire final semester, and had flirted with him outrageously. He simply hadn't been interested; although she hadn't realised why. But since their families attended the same church hey’d kept casual contact.
When Dan suddenly had asked her out, Katie was very surprised. It wasn't that she hadn't been attracted to him, it was just that she presumed he was out of her league. He had been captain of the football team but was (by reputation) a gentle, kind hearted young man. She had also heard that he had once beaten up some kid for looking at him 'funny' but Katie was sure it was only a rumour to frighten the other schools' football teams. To top this, he drove an Aston Martin. Now he was taking her to the poshest restaurant in town, which meant that he was rich.
Katie was wearing a little cocktail dress, newly purchased for the occasion.. It was pink and aquamarine (which, believe it or not, was a colour scheme that worked very well) and the label told her it would make her look like a pixie. She looked in the mirror and tried to look dainty. She pulled it off very successfully. Well, dainty in a 'I'm-going-to-show-a-lot-of-cleavage-and-thigh' sort of way.
“Its amazing,” she thought, “until I gained this new weight he never even paid me any attention Then he invites me out to eat. I guess he likes a little meat on a woman.”
Her sister had a different view.
“I snack just as much as her, but she’s the one who gains and gets a man-catching figure,” Ellie complained to herself as Katie went to answer the door.
Dan stood there, smiling at his ever so slightly chubby date in her revealing outfit, extended his arm and escorted her to the car.
Katie climbed into the very expensive looking Aston Martin next to Dan and couldn't help but gape around her.
“Like my ride?” Dan asked
“Oh, its all right I suppose,” she replied demurely with a mischievous grin. “Nothing compared to my beaten up Nissan Micra you understand.”
“I would show you how fast it can go but I'm guessing you don't want to spend the evening at the police station,” Dan laughed.
“Spend the time at the police station?” Katie retorted. “No way! I'd take the car and leave you there.”
Dan grinned, “I'd tell them it was all your idea.”
“Well, we can't spend the whole time arguing - “
Dan butted in, “If you don't think your up to it.”
“Oh, I'd show you that I can outwit you in the repartee department any day ”
“This babe isn’t only cute – she has spunk and confidence,” Dan thought as he keyed the motor..
They arrived fairly quickly and entered the restaurant. It was a large brightly lit open room and occasional burst of flames could be seen emanating from the kitchen stove. The couple sat at a table and ordered some red wine. They talked idly as they chose their food; more getting to know each other than flirting.
“So I'm not going to go to college, at least not immediately. I'm leading a branch of my dad's business. Its an electronics firm, we build chips for phones and MP3 players, and he thinks it’s a more practical education.” Dan was confiding.
“That explains the nice car.” Katie replied.
“No, not really. I was lucky in a raffle and won that.” Dan told her, “What about you? Planning on doing anything exciting now that school is behind you?”
“Of course, I will definitely do something exciting.”
“Fancy sharing any details?”
“Okay,” Katie admitted, “I want to be a writer.”
“Didn't you write that article in the school newspaper? That one on global warming?”
“Oh blimey. I didn't realize anyone actually reads that thing,” Katie replied, impressed that Dan had done his research.
“I wonder what else of mine he’s read?” she wondered.
Their meals arrived and they started eating. Katie had ordered a steak and as she saw the size of the entrée and the accompanying potato and vegetable serving began to regret ordering such a huge dish on top of the appetizers they’d shared.
“Wow, that's huge.” Dan said
“Yeah, good that I have a big appetite,,,” Katie started to reply, but paused.. She was about to say that even she thought it was big but Dan got there first.
“Tenner says you can't finish it.”
“All right,” Katie had a competitive streak knew she could manage it if she pushed herself, “you're on.”
Katie tucked in. At first it was easy because she hadn't eaten in a few hours and she had gotten used to snacking quite often. But after a while she was full and there didn't seem to be any less than there was when she started. Finally, she had to stop. There was still most of the portion of chips left.
“Not giving up are we?” said Dan.
“No, just having a break,” Katie replied as she sipped some wine, then started again with renewed vigour.
“It looks like you owe me ten pounds,” Katie finally smirked as she looked at her empty plate. She rubbed her belly bellow the table; it had never hurt this much before. She could feel her rock hard stomach full of food below the squidgy fat on her midsection.
“I have to admit I'm surprised,” Dan told her, “so many girls are dieting the whole time; its nice to see a girl who can eat a proper meal for a change.”
“You won’t catch me dieting,” Katie said with a confidence that surprised her.
“Good,” Dan said simply.
Katie wasn't sure what he meant by that, but decided not to pursue the question. .
”I guess he does like girls with curves,” she concluded, but still declined dessert as he paid off the wager.
February 15th
“So, how was it sis?” Ellie asked in between bites of the two pancakes on her plate. It was morning and they were both eating generous breakfast which also included scrambled eggs with cheese and sausage patties. Their parents were out of town and Ellie was accustomed to making breakfasts during the week anyway. This Saturday she had prepared a generous feast partly as compensation for her own loneliness over not having had a date the night before. As for Katie she was just indulging her appetite. She even had some pastries secreted in the fridge.
“I'm in love.” Katie answered simply. Katie was wearing her pyjamas; the same ones that she had been wearing for six months. The waistband of the bottoms was getting very tight and caused a roll of fat to bulge over it. It was a visible roll as the t-shirt didn't reach the bottoms leaving a gap of flesh, even when she was sitting down.
“Wow, that was a quick romance.” Ellie teased as she made herself a milkshake.
“Seriously, he is the hottest, sweetest, funniest guy you could ever meet. Wow, that milkshake is huge.”
“So it went well,” Ellie said, covering up her immense jealousy by downing the shake rapidly.
“It was fantastic. We went to that new restaurant in the new development,” Katie explained insensitively as she went to the fridge to get her treats..
“Isn't that really expensive?”
“Yeah, he's really rich,” Katie said as she nibbled on her ate her pan au chocolate ,but quickly added, “but that's not why I like him.”
Ellie just raised her eyebrows at that. She was too busy eating her third pancake to voice a reply.
“Really,” Katie protested, bits of éclair going everywhere, “its not just his money that I'm interested in! He's looks are fantastic and he's quick witted.”
“Let me guess, he's smart too,” Ellie replied dryly, full well knowing that he was.
“Yes,” Katie said brightly, not noticing her sister's tone.
We are going on another date next weekend and I can't wait,” Katie explained with a grin./
“By the way, these waffles are great,” she continued as she took the last two from the stack Ellie had prepared and began scarfing them down. By the time she had finished them she was quite full.
“I better not make a habit of eating this much, what with yesterday's binge as well,” Katie thought to herself as she stood up to leave the room,
“I better go to the gym today. Mind you Dan did seem to appreciate my curvier figure last night, so maybe I won't go,” she debated internally as she drank her 2% milk. She preferred her pastry treats to her sister’s penchant for shakes.
As she stood up even more of her belly became visible, showing off her deepening navel in a cute muffin top. Ellie poured herself another milkshake and felt her belly owen push out against her blouse more and more as she finished it.
“Yeah, I out-eat you every day, even drinking these shakes, and don’t gain an ounce, while you get to dine with a hunk. Its not fair!” Ellie complained to herself.
“See, I can get fat too!” she blurted out.
Katie thought the words coming from her sister's lips were somewhat ironic.
“You think you're getting fat?” Katie said, emphasizing the word 'you're'.
“Yes, look at this,” Ellie, her sister, said and lifted up the t-shirt she was wearing. Her belly was bulging from the hearty breakfast, but she was correct in a literal sense. There was the smallest layer of fat on her belly Katie had ever seen. It wasn't even a layer of fat, more of a rounding that might occur if you had eaten a little more than usual.
“That's not fat, that's what we call normal.”
“Yes but I used to be totally flat.”
“So now you don't look anorexic.”
“I looked anorexic?” her sister had an odd expression on her face, a mixture between a frown and a smile.
“But now you don't.” Katie smiled, for some reason finding the idea of manipulating her sister quite fun.
“If you want to see fat, check this belly out,” she exclaimed, somehow secure in flaunting her bulk.
Katie pulled up the top of her pyjamas to reveal her belly. It was bulging over her bottom half but didn't really sag. But stuffed with breakfast it was a potbelly, no denying it.
“Yes, but you've got huge boobs. People will ignore a belly for boobs”
It was true, Katie’s knockers had grown along with her bum. Her cup size was now an E and they certainly weren't loose.
“Not big enough to hide this belly. And check out these love handles” Katie said squeezing the tiny bulges of soft flabby fat bulging over the waistband on her sides, “I wouldn't worry about it sis. You’ll get yours in time – now let’s clean this place up!”
As they washed the dishes and put everything away Ellie looked at her sister’s bum and knew inside that she was right – Katie was definitely the fatter one.
February 16th
Dan with his own family discreetly watched the sisters with their family from their assigned pews in the gothic cathedral as the congregation sang. He had been aware of Ellies flirtations and interest but she was just too thin for his tastes. Her increasingly nubile sister was also his own age, and their date two days before had confirmed his observations in church – she was definitely maturing into a woman and had an appetite to match. The process had made his church participation much more interesting than what he felt were the somewhat tedious and repetitive sermons.
He had in fact read much more of Katie’s work than her article on global warming. His own political views were quite activist as well, as is common with many young people. But Katie to him was the potential fulfilment of a fantasy – a girl who liked to eat and didn’t seem to mind the consequences. He’d slated another date with her, little dreaming how parallel their thinking was.
(to be continued)
