BBW, eating, WG - Unique pledge initiation to the most unusual of sororities
(Author's Note: No, I haven't actually seen Revenge of the Nerds. I also have no idea how actual fraternities/sororities work. Feedback is appreciated at [email protected] )
Tori stood nervously in a line of other girls in the basement of a sorority house. She was an average looking girl, with red hair and green eyes, with a freckled complexion.
Ever since she had come to college she'd been wanting to join a sorority; but the only one she could get into was Omega Mu Lambda. And despite the fact that the letter "Mu" is supposed to be pronounced "mee," everyone pronounced it "moo." Thus it was that the sorority became known as the Omega Moos and it garnered a reputation for having the largest women on campus.
Tori, a thin girl herself, was wondering what that meant for her. If they only accepted fat girls why had they accepted her? And if they accepted thin girls, how come all of them were fat? She mulled over these thoughts while she looked over the line of pledges.
The other pledges ran the scale of weights, ranging from barely chubby to a few downright fatties. There were a few other thin girls like her, though, so Tori felt a little better. Just then Courtney, the girl in charge of initiations, came in. She had shoulder length blond hair and looked to weigh nearly three hundred lbs.
"Alright pledges!" she yelled, "You're all here to join Omega Mu Lambda," she said, pronouncing it correctly. "Better known as the Omega Moos. Now, as I'm sure you've all heard; we have a reputation of being a bunch of fatasses." She put her hands on her large belly. "Well..." she said, taking a dramatic pause as she walked down the line of pledges; who all stood at attention.
"We are very proud of our reputation!" she declared with an authority that showed she meant it. Tori was a little shocked at this. Most fat girls she knew desperately wanted to lose weight. Could it be that the girls of Omega Moo were really proud of their weight? Or was this just a pledge test?
"You all look way too thin to me," Courtney continued, stopping in front of Tori. She looked her up and down, a look of disgust on her face. "Do you want to be an Omega Moo?" Courtney asked.
"Y..yes.." Tori said.
"You don't sound too enthusiastic," Courtney told her.
"Yes!" Tori said, more enthusiastically than she felt.
"Well, then, you're going to have to beef up, skinny!" Courtney said, thrusting her large belly into Tori's flat one. Courtney walked back down the line while Tori nearly panicked to herself. Her worst fears had just been confirmed.
"That goes for the rest of you scrawny bitches, too!" Courtney continued. "As part of your initiation; you all need to gain at least fifty pounds this month."
There were gasps and some muttering amongst the pledges. "And we don't like girls who settle for the minimum." Courtney told them. A pledge even bigger than Courtney sheepishly raised her hand.
"What do you want?" Courtney asked, getting in the girl's face.
"Well, it's just that, uh," the girl started, "I'm already kinda fat, and..."
"Oh," Courtney said, smiling and nodding. "So you want to know if you have to do this too?" The girl smiled, nodding. "Yes you do!" Courtney shouted, getting back in her face, the smile gone.
"Your ambition should be to get rolled back in here after the month is over!" The girl's eyes went wide, and her jaw dropped.
"Now, you have a few days until the rest of the initiations start; so go report for your weigh-ins; and then I'd suggest going out to eat," Courtney said, walking out. The pledges started to file towards the weigh-in room, some of them talking while others were too shocked. Tori was one of the latter.
'So that's the catch,' she thought. She sighed, looking down at her now flat belly under her black tank-top. She didn't want to get fat. But this was her only chance to be in a sorority. She could always lose the weight after college. She'd just have to suffer through four years of being a blimp.
Tori got into the semi-line at the weigh-in room. In front of her two girls were talking. Both of them were skinny, like her. The one on the right had milky skin and dyed, bright red hair. The one on the left was Asian and had short hair.
"Gosh, can you imagine," the one on the right was saying. She had a British accent. "'Get rolled in here'?" She shook her head. "We're going to get so fat."
The one on the left smiled. "Come on," she said, "it might be kinda fun. We don't have to worry about diets anymore, and we'll get to buy all new clothes."
"Yeah, right," Tori butted in from behind them. "New clothes won't change how totally disgusting we'll be," she said.
The girl frowned. "Come on now, who says we'll be disgusting?" she said. "We'll still be us; we'll just be bigger."
Tori shook her head.
"I'm Brittany, by the way," the girl with the red hair said, offering her hand. Tori shook it.
"I'm Jenna," said the other girl.
"Tori," Tori said. They shook hands. Then they were at the scale. Two hefty Omega Moo sisters stood on either side of the scale, waiting for the pledges.
Jenna eagerly jumped on first, weighing in at 114 lbs. Brittany went next, weighing in at 127 lbs. Then Tori apprehensively stepped up, weighing in at 119 lbs. One of the weighers slapped her on the belly when it was over.
"Now go eat," she told her. Tori stepped away, blushing in embarrassment, and joined Brittany and Jenna.
"So where should we go to eat?" Brittany asked.
"Where else?" Tori said. "McDonald's, the fat ass capitol of the fast food world."
"Just think," Jenna said, putting her arms on the girls' shoulders, "soon we'll fit right in." She puffed out her cheeks jokingly, making the girls laugh.
At McDonald's, the girls all ordered large meals, to puzzled stares from the cashier. Tori shrugged apologetically as she took her meal; then went to join the others. Brittany was eating normally, while Jenna was digging in with a fervor.
"So," Tori said, sitting down. "Where are you girls from?"
"I suppose you can guess," said Brittany. "I'm from Great Britain."
Jenna swallowed the latest bite of her triple cheeseburger and giggled. "Brittany from Britain; that's funny," she said.
"Everyone I've told since I've arrived has thought so, yes." Brittany said, a little annoyed. Tori tried to stifle a smile.
"Where in Britain?" Jenna asked, blushing.
"Hammersmith. It's near London," Brittany said.
"Ah. I'm from Seattle," said Jenna.
"Where's that exactly?" asked Brittany.
"It's in Washington, in the northwest," Jenna told her.
"And where are you from, Tori?" Jenna asked.
"Oh, I'm from right here," Tori said. "I grew up in this town." The other girls nodded.
The conversation went on as the girls ate -ranging from the girls' home lives to their romantic history [all the girls were currently single]. Finally the conversation turned to the Omega Moos.
"So," Brittany asked them, "what brought you girls to the Omega Moos?"
Tori blushed a little, swallowing hard the bite of burger she was chewing.
"Well," she started, "I've always wanted to be in a sorority; and it doesn't hurt what they do for your academic career." She took a sip of her drink, "and the Omega Moos were the only one I could get into."
Brittany nodded. "It was sort of the same for me" she said. "The Omega Moos were simply the best option open to me. I'm not thrilled about getting fat; but I don't really mind either." She shrugged. "What about you Jenna?"
Jenna swallowed a bite of food, "Oh, it was the opposite for me," she said, "I could've been in any sorority on campus."
"WHAT?!" the two others practically shouted. "Of all the sororities there are, why would you want to be an Omega Moo?" Tori asked.
Jenna blushed beet red. "Well, uh," she stammered. "I suppose it doesn't matter now so I'll just say it," she started. "The truth is..." she paused, then took a big breath and launched into the second part: "I've kinda always wanted to be fat."
The other girls just stared at her with their mouths gaping open and Jenna turned an even brighter shade of red.
Tori was the first to snap out of it. She shook her head and then asked: "Wh-why?"
Jenna shrugged and turned the color of Brittany's hair. "It just always seemed so... right to me," she said. "You would be so big and soft, it would be like having your own pillows everywhere you went. And it always seemed so womanly to me."
She looked at the other girls reproachfully. They just stared at her, wide-eyed with shock. Jenna turned crimson and started to get up. "I knew I shouldn't've told you, I'm sorry," she said, grabbing her tray. She seemed on the verge of tears as she started to walk away.
"Hey, come on now! Wait!" the girls said, grabbing Jenna. Tori stood up and helped her back to her chair.
"Come on. It's ok," she said, comforting Jenna.
"Really?" Jenna asked.
"Yeah, we don't care," Tori said.
"We're all going to get fat together, so at least one of us is happy about it," Brittany said, grabbing Jenna's hand with her own.
"Do you guys really mean it?" Jenna asked, sniffing hard.
"Yeah, you're our friend," Tori said.
"We'll help you get fatter than your wildest dreams." Brittany said.
"I don't know about that," Jenna said, blushing anew and laughing.
"Come on, let's go get desert," Tori said, leading Jenna up to the counter.
As they walked out of McDonald's the three girls looked like they were pregnant. "Oof, I think I'm going to explode," said Brittany, clutching her bulging stomach.
"I'm sure Courtney would just love that," said Tori.
"She'd probably give us a gold star," said Brittany. Jenna just hiccuped, too full to respond. When they got back to the sorority house, they had to plead with other girls and some money needed to change hands, but they got themselves a room together. All the rooms contained a mini-fridge and theirs was no different; and each dresser had a drawer full of candy. There was a paper pinned to the wall saying it was the pledge's responsibility to keep them both stocked, and weekly checks would take place. The first thing the girls did in their new room was nap off their large meal.
At the Omega Moo house, the girls were four to a room. And when Tori awoke, she met the girls' fourth room-mate; a chubby young lady by the name of Mariah. Mariah had long brown hair and pale skin. She was sitting on her bed reading a novel, with her left hand dipping in and out of the candy drawer of her dresser.
"Oh, hi," she said when she saw that Tori was awake. "I'm Mariah," she said, waving.
"Tori," Tori responded, still sleepy. She looked around the room and saw that Brittany was gone; but Jenna was still sleeping, her stomach bulging out from the covers like a deflating basketball.
"Where's Brittany?" Tori asked.
"She went out to get pizzas for later," Mariah told her.
"Already?" Tori asked, getting out of her bed.
"Oh yeah," Mariah said. "Do you have any idea how much fifty pounds is? If we want to gain that in a month; we're going to have to eat non-stop."
Tori grimaced. "Oh, don't remind me," she said, putting a hand on her rounded tummy. It had decreased in size since she'd taken a nap, but it was still convex as opposed to concave.
Tori went to the bathroom, then came back to find Jenna waking up and talking to Mariah. "...Yeah, I figured since I was already pretty chubby; the Moos would be the perfect place for me," Mariah was saying. "Little did I know I would have to get even bigger," she said, glancing down at her pudgy belly.
"What's with everybody?" Jenna asked, stretching. "You all act like getting fat is the most horrifying thing in the world."
"Come on Jenna," Tori said, walking in and sitting down on her bed, "you may like the idea of becoming a cow; but nobody else does." Jenna blushed as Mariah gave her a funny look. Tori shook her head and made a 'nevermind' motion at Mariah.
"The truth is," Tori continued, "there's nothing good about being fat. You look horrible, everyone thinks you're disgusting; and it's really unhealthy." Tori sighed, laying back on her bed. "Being fat is horrifying," she said.
Mariah blushed and put her hands over her stomach, looking like she wanted to disappear. Jenna huffed and then got up and stormed out.
"You know what I'm talking about," Tori said to Mariah. She was feeling sleepy again. Mariah mumbled something and buried her face in her novel. "Being fat is horrible..." Tori said, drifting back to sleep.
Some time later Tori was shaken awake. She looked up to see Brittany standing over her. "I've a few pizzas here for us," Brittany told her. "Sure to help make our asses wide and our bellies bulge," she said, smiling and winking.
Tori made a disgusted face and sat up. "What time is it?" she asked, seeing the fading light of dusk through the window.
"About six," Brittany told her, handing her a slice of pizza.
Tori turned to see the rest of the girls sitting around a stack of pizza boxes six high. The top one was open and they were all digging in. "How much did those cost you?" Tori asked, taking a bite.
"Don't worry; we'll just take turns paying for food," said Brittany, sitting next to Jenna and reaching for a second slice. Tori looked at the slice of pizza in her hand. Two months ago she never would've touched it. Just looking at it made it feel like her stomach was pushing against her clothes, straining to billow out.
She sighed and took a bite. 'At least it tastes good,' she thought.
Tori got up and sat around the pizza boxes with the other girls. They ate and ate, talking as they did. They found out Mariah was from Arizona; and they talked about movies that had come out recently and what kind of music they all liked. A short time later they all sat around a pile of empty pizza boxes. They leaned against whatever was closest, clutching their swollen middles.
"Oh my." groaned Mariah as she stroked her stuffed belly.
"Tell me about it," replied Tori.
"Just think," said Brittany with a laugh, "we're probably gonna feel like this for the whole month."
Tori and Mariah groaned; and Tori made a gagging sound.
"You babies," Jenna said. "This feels kinda nice."
Tori just shook her head.
"Oof," said Mariah, "I think you guys should just tie a string around my ankle and pull me along whenever we need to go somewhere."
The girls laughed.
"Yeah," said Tori, "we should just buy tire pumps and get it over with."
"Haha, yeah, or we can get jobs with Goodyear to pay for our food," chimed Brittany.
"Or if there's a parade in town we could dress up as characters and join in," joked Jenna.
"Oh come on," said Mariah, "I bet we could draw money on our own. 'See the Amazing Balloon Girls of Omega Moo Lambda'," she said. The girls laughed.
"Marvel at their gigantic asses and billowing tits," said Brittany.
"And, for just five extra bucks, you can bounce on their huge bellies!" added Tori.
The girls laughed and made balloon jokes for some time. Finally, they got up and unpacked the rest of their things. Later that night, when the feeling of fullness had resided, they went out to a late dinner.
Tori showed them a nice place in town, and they ordered massive meals. Unfortunately, though, none of them could finish. Jenna made the best effort, but even she had to surrender. They drove home in silent defeat; the most full any of them had been in their whole lives. That night they slept on their backs, their swollen bellies sticking high into the air under their covers.
The next morning, Tori awoke to a variety of breakfast smells. She walked downstairs in her pajamas to the kitchen, finding it swarming with dazed girls with bloated bellies eating a small feast. There were pancakes and waffles and bacon and eggs and omelets and everything else you could desire.
Tori looked down at her own belly to find it still swollen from the previous evening. Then she spotted Brittany and Mariah at one of the tables; they'd saved her a seat. She walked over and sat next to them; they were already eating.
"Good morning," Mariah said through a mouthful of egg.
"'Morning," Tori replied sleepily. "Where's Jenna?" she asked.
Brittany nodded towards the stove, still chewing. Tori looked to see Jenna helping cook for the house, munching freely as she did.
Tori sighed. 'She's gonna be a blimp by the end of the month,' she thought. Jenna turned and saw her, smiled and waved, then brought Tori a plate loaded with breakfast goodies.
"Do I have to eat all of it?" Tori asked.
"Good morning to you, too," Jenna said, sticking her tongue out. Then she returned to cooking.
Tori ate her breakfast in a haze, as did most of the other girls; the kitchen was quiet except for the sounds of cooking and some light conversation. 'They're probably all drowsy from being stuffed all the time,' Tori thought.
Tori looked down at her own bulging stomach. She stuck it out and puffed up her cheeks. The balloon-girl jokes from the evening before seemed a little too real to be funny in the morning light.
"Will you relax?" Brittany said, seeing Tori's little display. Tori blushed a little. "We're all going to get really fat, so you might as well just get used to the idea." Brittany told her.
She took a bite of her breakfast. "Just relax and enjoy yourself," she said, still chewing.
"It's just hard not to think about," Tori responded, getting back to her meal. "Yeah, we're all getting fat together, but after that we have to go into the world as a bunch of fatasses. And nobody else will know we were forced into it," she said.
Brittany shook her head.
"You're always so negative," Mariah responded from next to her. "There's worse things than being fat, you know."
Tori sighed, shaking her head.
After breakfast, the girls retreated to their room. There were still a few days before the rest of the initiations, so the girls asked Tori to take them on an eating tour of the city. Visit all the nicest restaurants across town while seeing the sights. Tori resisted at first, but finally they convinced her.
Over the course of the day, they had another breakfast, two brunches, four lunches, an early dinner, two regular dinners, and three late dinners. By the time they got home, people were asking the girls when the babies were due and commenting on how fantastic it was they'd all gotten pregnant at the same time.
The Omega Moos
by Caffieneaddict6
by Caffieneaddict6
(Author's Note: No, I haven't actually seen Revenge of the Nerds. I also have no idea how actual fraternities/sororities work. Feedback is appreciated at [email protected] )
Tori stood nervously in a line of other girls in the basement of a sorority house. She was an average looking girl, with red hair and green eyes, with a freckled complexion.
Ever since she had come to college she'd been wanting to join a sorority; but the only one she could get into was Omega Mu Lambda. And despite the fact that the letter "Mu" is supposed to be pronounced "mee," everyone pronounced it "moo." Thus it was that the sorority became known as the Omega Moos and it garnered a reputation for having the largest women on campus.
Tori, a thin girl herself, was wondering what that meant for her. If they only accepted fat girls why had they accepted her? And if they accepted thin girls, how come all of them were fat? She mulled over these thoughts while she looked over the line of pledges.
The other pledges ran the scale of weights, ranging from barely chubby to a few downright fatties. There were a few other thin girls like her, though, so Tori felt a little better. Just then Courtney, the girl in charge of initiations, came in. She had shoulder length blond hair and looked to weigh nearly three hundred lbs.
"Alright pledges!" she yelled, "You're all here to join Omega Mu Lambda," she said, pronouncing it correctly. "Better known as the Omega Moos. Now, as I'm sure you've all heard; we have a reputation of being a bunch of fatasses." She put her hands on her large belly. "Well..." she said, taking a dramatic pause as she walked down the line of pledges; who all stood at attention.
"We are very proud of our reputation!" she declared with an authority that showed she meant it. Tori was a little shocked at this. Most fat girls she knew desperately wanted to lose weight. Could it be that the girls of Omega Moo were really proud of their weight? Or was this just a pledge test?
"You all look way too thin to me," Courtney continued, stopping in front of Tori. She looked her up and down, a look of disgust on her face. "Do you want to be an Omega Moo?" Courtney asked.
"Y..yes.." Tori said.
"You don't sound too enthusiastic," Courtney told her.
"Yes!" Tori said, more enthusiastically than she felt.
"Well, then, you're going to have to beef up, skinny!" Courtney said, thrusting her large belly into Tori's flat one. Courtney walked back down the line while Tori nearly panicked to herself. Her worst fears had just been confirmed.
"That goes for the rest of you scrawny bitches, too!" Courtney continued. "As part of your initiation; you all need to gain at least fifty pounds this month."
There were gasps and some muttering amongst the pledges. "And we don't like girls who settle for the minimum." Courtney told them. A pledge even bigger than Courtney sheepishly raised her hand.
"What do you want?" Courtney asked, getting in the girl's face.
"Well, it's just that, uh," the girl started, "I'm already kinda fat, and..."
"Oh," Courtney said, smiling and nodding. "So you want to know if you have to do this too?" The girl smiled, nodding. "Yes you do!" Courtney shouted, getting back in her face, the smile gone.
"Your ambition should be to get rolled back in here after the month is over!" The girl's eyes went wide, and her jaw dropped.
"Now, you have a few days until the rest of the initiations start; so go report for your weigh-ins; and then I'd suggest going out to eat," Courtney said, walking out. The pledges started to file towards the weigh-in room, some of them talking while others were too shocked. Tori was one of the latter.
'So that's the catch,' she thought. She sighed, looking down at her now flat belly under her black tank-top. She didn't want to get fat. But this was her only chance to be in a sorority. She could always lose the weight after college. She'd just have to suffer through four years of being a blimp.
Tori got into the semi-line at the weigh-in room. In front of her two girls were talking. Both of them were skinny, like her. The one on the right had milky skin and dyed, bright red hair. The one on the left was Asian and had short hair.
"Gosh, can you imagine," the one on the right was saying. She had a British accent. "'Get rolled in here'?" She shook her head. "We're going to get so fat."
The one on the left smiled. "Come on," she said, "it might be kinda fun. We don't have to worry about diets anymore, and we'll get to buy all new clothes."
"Yeah, right," Tori butted in from behind them. "New clothes won't change how totally disgusting we'll be," she said.
The girl frowned. "Come on now, who says we'll be disgusting?" she said. "We'll still be us; we'll just be bigger."
Tori shook her head.
"I'm Brittany, by the way," the girl with the red hair said, offering her hand. Tori shook it.
"I'm Jenna," said the other girl.
"Tori," Tori said. They shook hands. Then they were at the scale. Two hefty Omega Moo sisters stood on either side of the scale, waiting for the pledges.
Jenna eagerly jumped on first, weighing in at 114 lbs. Brittany went next, weighing in at 127 lbs. Then Tori apprehensively stepped up, weighing in at 119 lbs. One of the weighers slapped her on the belly when it was over.
"Now go eat," she told her. Tori stepped away, blushing in embarrassment, and joined Brittany and Jenna.
"So where should we go to eat?" Brittany asked.
"Where else?" Tori said. "McDonald's, the fat ass capitol of the fast food world."
"Just think," Jenna said, putting her arms on the girls' shoulders, "soon we'll fit right in." She puffed out her cheeks jokingly, making the girls laugh.
At McDonald's, the girls all ordered large meals, to puzzled stares from the cashier. Tori shrugged apologetically as she took her meal; then went to join the others. Brittany was eating normally, while Jenna was digging in with a fervor.
"So," Tori said, sitting down. "Where are you girls from?"
"I suppose you can guess," said Brittany. "I'm from Great Britain."
Jenna swallowed the latest bite of her triple cheeseburger and giggled. "Brittany from Britain; that's funny," she said.
"Everyone I've told since I've arrived has thought so, yes." Brittany said, a little annoyed. Tori tried to stifle a smile.
"Where in Britain?" Jenna asked, blushing.
"Hammersmith. It's near London," Brittany said.
"Ah. I'm from Seattle," said Jenna.
"Where's that exactly?" asked Brittany.
"It's in Washington, in the northwest," Jenna told her.
"And where are you from, Tori?" Jenna asked.
"Oh, I'm from right here," Tori said. "I grew up in this town." The other girls nodded.
The conversation went on as the girls ate -ranging from the girls' home lives to their romantic history [all the girls were currently single]. Finally the conversation turned to the Omega Moos.
"So," Brittany asked them, "what brought you girls to the Omega Moos?"
Tori blushed a little, swallowing hard the bite of burger she was chewing.
"Well," she started, "I've always wanted to be in a sorority; and it doesn't hurt what they do for your academic career." She took a sip of her drink, "and the Omega Moos were the only one I could get into."
Brittany nodded. "It was sort of the same for me" she said. "The Omega Moos were simply the best option open to me. I'm not thrilled about getting fat; but I don't really mind either." She shrugged. "What about you Jenna?"
Jenna swallowed a bite of food, "Oh, it was the opposite for me," she said, "I could've been in any sorority on campus."
"WHAT?!" the two others practically shouted. "Of all the sororities there are, why would you want to be an Omega Moo?" Tori asked.
Jenna blushed beet red. "Well, uh," she stammered. "I suppose it doesn't matter now so I'll just say it," she started. "The truth is..." she paused, then took a big breath and launched into the second part: "I've kinda always wanted to be fat."
The other girls just stared at her with their mouths gaping open and Jenna turned an even brighter shade of red.
Tori was the first to snap out of it. She shook her head and then asked: "Wh-why?"
Jenna shrugged and turned the color of Brittany's hair. "It just always seemed so... right to me," she said. "You would be so big and soft, it would be like having your own pillows everywhere you went. And it always seemed so womanly to me."
She looked at the other girls reproachfully. They just stared at her, wide-eyed with shock. Jenna turned crimson and started to get up. "I knew I shouldn't've told you, I'm sorry," she said, grabbing her tray. She seemed on the verge of tears as she started to walk away.
"Hey, come on now! Wait!" the girls said, grabbing Jenna. Tori stood up and helped her back to her chair.
"Come on. It's ok," she said, comforting Jenna.
"Really?" Jenna asked.
"Yeah, we don't care," Tori said.
"We're all going to get fat together, so at least one of us is happy about it," Brittany said, grabbing Jenna's hand with her own.
"Do you guys really mean it?" Jenna asked, sniffing hard.
"Yeah, you're our friend," Tori said.
"We'll help you get fatter than your wildest dreams." Brittany said.
"I don't know about that," Jenna said, blushing anew and laughing.
"Come on, let's go get desert," Tori said, leading Jenna up to the counter.
As they walked out of McDonald's the three girls looked like they were pregnant. "Oof, I think I'm going to explode," said Brittany, clutching her bulging stomach.
"I'm sure Courtney would just love that," said Tori.
"She'd probably give us a gold star," said Brittany. Jenna just hiccuped, too full to respond. When they got back to the sorority house, they had to plead with other girls and some money needed to change hands, but they got themselves a room together. All the rooms contained a mini-fridge and theirs was no different; and each dresser had a drawer full of candy. There was a paper pinned to the wall saying it was the pledge's responsibility to keep them both stocked, and weekly checks would take place. The first thing the girls did in their new room was nap off their large meal.
At the Omega Moo house, the girls were four to a room. And when Tori awoke, she met the girls' fourth room-mate; a chubby young lady by the name of Mariah. Mariah had long brown hair and pale skin. She was sitting on her bed reading a novel, with her left hand dipping in and out of the candy drawer of her dresser.
"Oh, hi," she said when she saw that Tori was awake. "I'm Mariah," she said, waving.
"Tori," Tori responded, still sleepy. She looked around the room and saw that Brittany was gone; but Jenna was still sleeping, her stomach bulging out from the covers like a deflating basketball.
"Where's Brittany?" Tori asked.
"She went out to get pizzas for later," Mariah told her.
"Already?" Tori asked, getting out of her bed.
"Oh yeah," Mariah said. "Do you have any idea how much fifty pounds is? If we want to gain that in a month; we're going to have to eat non-stop."
Tori grimaced. "Oh, don't remind me," she said, putting a hand on her rounded tummy. It had decreased in size since she'd taken a nap, but it was still convex as opposed to concave.
Tori went to the bathroom, then came back to find Jenna waking up and talking to Mariah. "...Yeah, I figured since I was already pretty chubby; the Moos would be the perfect place for me," Mariah was saying. "Little did I know I would have to get even bigger," she said, glancing down at her pudgy belly.
"What's with everybody?" Jenna asked, stretching. "You all act like getting fat is the most horrifying thing in the world."
"Come on Jenna," Tori said, walking in and sitting down on her bed, "you may like the idea of becoming a cow; but nobody else does." Jenna blushed as Mariah gave her a funny look. Tori shook her head and made a 'nevermind' motion at Mariah.
"The truth is," Tori continued, "there's nothing good about being fat. You look horrible, everyone thinks you're disgusting; and it's really unhealthy." Tori sighed, laying back on her bed. "Being fat is horrifying," she said.
Mariah blushed and put her hands over her stomach, looking like she wanted to disappear. Jenna huffed and then got up and stormed out.
"You know what I'm talking about," Tori said to Mariah. She was feeling sleepy again. Mariah mumbled something and buried her face in her novel. "Being fat is horrible..." Tori said, drifting back to sleep.
Some time later Tori was shaken awake. She looked up to see Brittany standing over her. "I've a few pizzas here for us," Brittany told her. "Sure to help make our asses wide and our bellies bulge," she said, smiling and winking.
Tori made a disgusted face and sat up. "What time is it?" she asked, seeing the fading light of dusk through the window.
"About six," Brittany told her, handing her a slice of pizza.
Tori turned to see the rest of the girls sitting around a stack of pizza boxes six high. The top one was open and they were all digging in. "How much did those cost you?" Tori asked, taking a bite.
"Don't worry; we'll just take turns paying for food," said Brittany, sitting next to Jenna and reaching for a second slice. Tori looked at the slice of pizza in her hand. Two months ago she never would've touched it. Just looking at it made it feel like her stomach was pushing against her clothes, straining to billow out.
She sighed and took a bite. 'At least it tastes good,' she thought.
Tori got up and sat around the pizza boxes with the other girls. They ate and ate, talking as they did. They found out Mariah was from Arizona; and they talked about movies that had come out recently and what kind of music they all liked. A short time later they all sat around a pile of empty pizza boxes. They leaned against whatever was closest, clutching their swollen middles.
"Oh my." groaned Mariah as she stroked her stuffed belly.
"Tell me about it," replied Tori.
"Just think," said Brittany with a laugh, "we're probably gonna feel like this for the whole month."
Tori and Mariah groaned; and Tori made a gagging sound.
"You babies," Jenna said. "This feels kinda nice."
Tori just shook her head.
"Oof," said Mariah, "I think you guys should just tie a string around my ankle and pull me along whenever we need to go somewhere."
The girls laughed.
"Yeah," said Tori, "we should just buy tire pumps and get it over with."
"Haha, yeah, or we can get jobs with Goodyear to pay for our food," chimed Brittany.
"Or if there's a parade in town we could dress up as characters and join in," joked Jenna.
"Oh come on," said Mariah, "I bet we could draw money on our own. 'See the Amazing Balloon Girls of Omega Moo Lambda'," she said. The girls laughed.
"Marvel at their gigantic asses and billowing tits," said Brittany.
"And, for just five extra bucks, you can bounce on their huge bellies!" added Tori.
The girls laughed and made balloon jokes for some time. Finally, they got up and unpacked the rest of their things. Later that night, when the feeling of fullness had resided, they went out to a late dinner.
Tori showed them a nice place in town, and they ordered massive meals. Unfortunately, though, none of them could finish. Jenna made the best effort, but even she had to surrender. They drove home in silent defeat; the most full any of them had been in their whole lives. That night they slept on their backs, their swollen bellies sticking high into the air under their covers.
The next morning, Tori awoke to a variety of breakfast smells. She walked downstairs in her pajamas to the kitchen, finding it swarming with dazed girls with bloated bellies eating a small feast. There were pancakes and waffles and bacon and eggs and omelets and everything else you could desire.
Tori looked down at her own belly to find it still swollen from the previous evening. Then she spotted Brittany and Mariah at one of the tables; they'd saved her a seat. She walked over and sat next to them; they were already eating.
"Good morning," Mariah said through a mouthful of egg.
"'Morning," Tori replied sleepily. "Where's Jenna?" she asked.
Brittany nodded towards the stove, still chewing. Tori looked to see Jenna helping cook for the house, munching freely as she did.
Tori sighed. 'She's gonna be a blimp by the end of the month,' she thought. Jenna turned and saw her, smiled and waved, then brought Tori a plate loaded with breakfast goodies.
"Do I have to eat all of it?" Tori asked.
"Good morning to you, too," Jenna said, sticking her tongue out. Then she returned to cooking.
Tori ate her breakfast in a haze, as did most of the other girls; the kitchen was quiet except for the sounds of cooking and some light conversation. 'They're probably all drowsy from being stuffed all the time,' Tori thought.
Tori looked down at her own bulging stomach. She stuck it out and puffed up her cheeks. The balloon-girl jokes from the evening before seemed a little too real to be funny in the morning light.
"Will you relax?" Brittany said, seeing Tori's little display. Tori blushed a little. "We're all going to get really fat, so you might as well just get used to the idea." Brittany told her.
She took a bite of her breakfast. "Just relax and enjoy yourself," she said, still chewing.
"It's just hard not to think about," Tori responded, getting back to her meal. "Yeah, we're all getting fat together, but after that we have to go into the world as a bunch of fatasses. And nobody else will know we were forced into it," she said.
Brittany shook her head.
"You're always so negative," Mariah responded from next to her. "There's worse things than being fat, you know."
Tori sighed, shaking her head.
After breakfast, the girls retreated to their room. There were still a few days before the rest of the initiations, so the girls asked Tori to take them on an eating tour of the city. Visit all the nicest restaurants across town while seeing the sights. Tori resisted at first, but finally they convinced her.
Over the course of the day, they had another breakfast, two brunches, four lunches, an early dinner, two regular dinners, and three late dinners. By the time they got home, people were asking the girls when the babies were due and commenting on how fantastic it was they'd all gotten pregnant at the same time.
