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Part 11 I didn’t know how many burgers Becca ordered, nor how many I’d eaten. All I knew was that I was so full I could barely breathe and regretted every single morsel I swallowed. I collapsed on my back with my massively bloated middle jutting into the air like some kind of futuristic tower, crushing my insides with its weight. It hurt but… it was a pleasant kind of pain. I let out a sound, something between a moan and a whimper and closed my eyes. “Are you alright?” Becca asked, her voice filled with concern for my well-being. She placed her hand on top of my gut and started to gently massage it making slow circles with her hand. Unfortunately it hurt like hell. “Your hand is too heavy.” I breathed out, trying to push her hand aside. I can barely reach the end of my belly! I thought, realizing I might have reached a new limit. “Sorry!” Becca yelped, yanking her hand away. “I’m so sorry! I thought you’d like it.” “Not now.” I shook my head. “I’m way too full for that.” I felt my consciousness slipping. It was getting hard to think, hard to move. I yawned. “I think I’m gonna pass out now… Will you be there when I wake?” I asked dumbly. I didn’t hear Becca’s response though, because I was asleep before she could answer. *** I heard laughter. It was difficult enough to withstand body shaming while fully clothed. You can’t imagine what it was like now when I was only in a swimsuit. I tried to suck in my stomach as much as I could, but it still bulged in front of me no matter what I did. I cursed myself for eating donuts for breakfast. And at the same time I regretted I hadn’t had more of them to quench the pain. It took me a minute to realize the laughter wasn’t even aimed at me, when I saw Rachel, the bully queen of our school, pointing and snickering at Becca. Unlike me, Becca wasn’t fat. She was the opposite actually. Small and skinny with clearly visible bones poking right through her skin, she looked so fragile, making her an easy target. “This is a class for girls! Are you lost, little boy?” I heard Rachel say mockingly to the great amusement of her band of bullies. “I-I’m a girl.” Becca whispered self-consciously, nervously running her hand through her short hair. Becca shaved her hair when we became friends, saying they were too damaged to save. It was a real shame to see her raven hair disappear like that and I could tell she was regretting her decision at that moment. Still, thanks to her delicate features, she looked beautiful regardless. “That’s nonsense. How could you be a girl? You’re flat as a board! Girls are supposed to have boobs!” Rachel said, thrusting her chest forward. She was a bit more mature than the rest of us and so she had a decent sized chest even back then, yet it wasn’t her most prominent feature. Becca looked ready to jump into the pool and drown and so I knew I had to step in. “Leave her alone!” I cried, even though I knew it would turn Rachel’s attention to me. I was used to it already, so I could handle it. Barely, but still… I started to regret a little that I spoke up, but then I glanced at Becca, who seemed devastated. We shared a look and I saw her gratitude. This was the right thing to do, no matter the consequences. Rachel turned my way. “Oh look, they even let little piggies in here! Oink, oink!” That started another wave of giggles, and I gritted my teeth. I don’t think I ever dared to talk back before, too afraid of what she would do next, afraid she would bully me even more if I did so. But not this day. This was the day I spoke up. This was the day I said something I would always regret. “Is that all you can do?” I said, faking a smile, hoping it didn’t seem as hurt as I felt. “You never were too smart, were you?” Rachel’s face had gone red, and her expression hardened with anger. “What did you say, bitch?! Do you think I’ll let some fatass like you insult me?!” “Fatass? I know I’m fatter than you, but your ass is definitely larger than mine!” Rachel was taken aback and I saw something new in her eyes. Something that seemed an awful lot like fear. A nasty grin appeared on my lips. “So that’s what it's all about, is it? You feel self-conscious about yourself, so you try to bring other people down? Well then, let me tell you how freaking enormous your ass is! You know what? I think you might even weigh more than I do, fatass!” Rachel looked around her little group for support, but all she got was silence. Silence and someone snickering. Rachel’s eyes filled with tears, and she rushed away. I was thrilled. Thrilled that I finally stood up for myself. The thrill was short lived however, because then I realized what I did and all that remained was shame. In my head I kept seeing Rachel’s crying face. I was ashamed of what I said, ashamed that I became the very thing I hated more than anything. I was a bully. *** I regained consciousness with a yelp, startled by my dreams. My heart was pounding in my chest and my brow was covered with sweat. Becca sat next to me with a book in her hand, but she put it aside as soon as I woke up. “How long?” I asked with a yawn. “About an hour.” Becca said. “Are you alright? You were thrashing about quite a bit.” “Bad dream, that’s all.” “Do you want to talk about it?” I let out a sigh. “Not really…” I closed my eyes, recalling the dream and shuddered. “I’d rather forget about it.” “Fair enough.” I let out a sigh. “It was more of a memory rather than a dream to be honest… Do you remember when we had swimming classes as part of the P.E.?” “Oh yeah.” Becca nodded, and by the look on her face, I knew she immediately understood what I was talking about. Remembering those times and looking at my curvy girlfriend I started to imagine what Becca would look like in a swimsuit now. I bit my lower lip. Did I ever mention just how vivid my imagination tended to be? Damn! What a sight it would be! I thought, a faint idea forming in my head. “You’re imagining me in a swimsuit, aren’t you?” Becca asked out of the blue. I felt blood rushing. “N-no, why would you think so?” “And she blushes! Oh, you look so cute when you’re blushing!” Becca giggled, rubbing my cheek affectionately. “How did you know?” “You kinda make a face when you look at something sexy. And you know what?” Becca leaned forward, pressing her boobs against me and whispered. “I'd look really sexy in a swimsuit.” My cheeks turned crimson, and I couldn’t get the image out of my mind. What if I could see it with my own eyes? What if we would go somewhere to enjoy the last few warm days ahead that we had left? I’m sure we could afford a weekend on a beach somewhere… “So… I just had an idea.” I said, still processing the thought myself. “Would you be up for going on a little vacation next weekend? Like we could spend it on a beach somewhere?” Becca blinked a couple of times in surprise. “You know, that’s really not a bad idea! Although… Can we afford it? I mean I have some money put aside, but… Plane tickets are expensive!” “Yeah, I know… We’d have to find something cheap.” I said, scratching my chin. “Maybe I could ask my dad if he’d been willing to help us out.” Too excited by this new prospect, I wanted to jump to my feet and release this newly found energy, but I was stopped by my body. By my belly to be more specific. I guess it speaks volumes about how easily distracted I can get when I even failed to remember just how bloated my middle was. My gut sprawled in front of me and I still wasn’t sure if I could reach the front of it. Oh crap! I thought. Am I at my biggest yet? I might be! “Damn! I’m huge!” I giggled. “You sure are.” Becca nodded, her glance filled with awe. “Did I go too far?” “I wanted it.” I said, placing my hands on top of my gut. “I won’t lie, I’m full to the brim, yet I’m kinda craving something sweet.” Oh man, am I really so bottomless? “I’m really glad you said so ‘cause… I just got a notification that the last course of our picnic arrived.” I smiled. “Well, what are you waiting for? Don’t let your insatiable girlfriend waste away!” I giggled. Oh god, I’m going to burst, am I not? Becca smiled. “I’ll be right back.” She said, leaving me to my thoughts. Kurt’s gonna have a heart attack when he sees me! I tried not to think about my mother’s reaction, but her disappointed face kept appearing in my mind. I shook it off as well as the notion that I should try to stand up to fully see the damage I made to myself. No, not damage. As much as it shocked me, I was content with the way I looked at the moment. More than that. I was happy. And it felt great! Becca came back with a large white box in her hands. White box that could contain only one thing – a cake. “Are we celebrating something?” I asked. “You don’t have to celebrate anything to have a cake, silly.” Oh wow… She's right! It was a glass shattering moment. I could eat cake every single day! “Besides, having an awesome girlfriend is worth celebrating every single day!” “Oh, you think I’m awesome?” Becca frowned. “I meant me, stupid! You’re celebrating having me!” Becca giggled. “But I have to admit you’re pretty awesome as well.” She placed the box on top of my belly, sat down next to me and kissed me on the cheek. “And I’m really lucky to have you.” She said with a smile. “Wait, are you crying?” “S-something must have fallen into my e-eye.” I said, sobbing. I didn’t even know why I was crying. I just felt so… grateful for having Becca in my life that my emotions took the better of me and turned me into a weeping mess. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Becca asked, concerned. “I-it’s so stupid.” I stammered, wiping away my tears. “I-I just love you so much!” “Aww, I love you too!” Becca cooed, hugging me from the side, her bosom tightly pressed against my side. “Now look at what you did.” She said, hugging me even tighter. “I’m crying as well!” “Sorry.” I said. “I guess I better get to that cake.” “I think we went through it already but… you know you don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to right? Your stomach does look rather tight and I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” “It’s alright. I’m sure there’s plenty of room left!” I said, patting the side of my gut. Oh wow, it does feel really tight! Maybe it’s not such a great idea after all. I opened the box that lay on my personal table and stared at the large cake inside. But it’s a chocolate cake! How could I say no to a chocolate cake? Despite everything I already devoured, despite how full and tight my stomach felt, I started salivating. Without much further ado, I started eating, determined to eat the whole thing even if it was going to be the last thing I’d ever do. I surprised myself by the gusto with which I started to dig in. The cake was perfect, moist, sweet and heavy, a single slice would be more than sufficient for most people. Not for me though. For me it was just the beginning. As soon as I swallowed the last morsel of the first slice, I reached for more, relentlessly trying to eat the whole thing in one sitting. I’m not sure what drove me more, whether it was the look on Kurt’s face when he would see how fat I had gotten, or whether it was the thrill I saw in Becca’s eyes. She watched me with fascination, her eyes glued to the display of my unrestrained gluttony. If I’m not going to burst today, then I never will! I thought, reaching for slice number three. I wondered just how many calories I had inhaled today, but I was pretty sure it was somewhere between ‘way too many’ and ‘what do you mean, you ate all that?!’. And I was still nowhere near finished as more than half of the cake still remained untouched. I felt full, yet I still kept going, stuffing myself silly with the chocolate goodness. With each swallow I felt my stomach expand, growing at a ridiculous rate. I didn’t care though, my mind fully fixed to the task at hand. Or rather in hand as I pushed more cake into my chocolate stained mouth. I let out a sigh and breathed in deeply. With half of the cake packed safely inside my gut I needed a minute. “Are you alright?” Becca asked for what felt like a millionth time today. I didn’t mind it though, touched by her concern. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just need a breather.” I can’t believe it! I still want to eat more! What the hell is wrong with me?! “You’re amazing, you know that?! You’re like…” Becca stopped, searching for the right words. “Like a black hole?” I suggested, a little insecurity creeping in. “Black hole devouring everything around me?” “Hmm…” Becca mumbled. “A very sexy black hole perhaps.” She giggled. “Yeah, the sexiest black hole in the entire universe!” Now it was my time to laugh, but even to my ears it sounded a little bitter. “You’re too kind. I’m just an ugly girl with a giant appetite who somehow managed to end up with a goddess.” Becca sighed. “This shit again?” She said, crossing her arms below her breasts, lifting them up in the process. She probably doesn’t even realize how sexy she looks like that. Despite the annoyed gaze. “Why can’t you just accept you’re pretty? I’m the real winner in this relationship, because I get to have you!” Becca leaned forward. “Accept it, ok?” She whispered and then planted her lips on mine. It was amazing! As sweet as the cake was, Becca’s kiss tasted at least a thousand times sweeter. “Are you feeling better?” Becca asked with a little smirk and mischief sparkling in her eyes. “Yeah, I think I’m ready to have some more.” I said, reaching inside the box again, but Becca snatched it before I could take another slice. “Not so fast, grabby. It’s my turn now!” Becca said, taking a slice into her own hands. At first I thought she had taken it for herself, but I quickly realized my mistake when she started to point it towards my mouth. I opened it, hesitant at first, but then I took a big, eager bite. “Would you like some more?” Becca asked teasingly and I nodded. “I asked if you would like some more?” Becca repeated with a little more emphasis. “Yes, please.” “But you realize you’ll have to eat the whole thing if I’m gonna give it to you, right?” She asked. “Yes! Now gimme!” I cried, surprising myself once again, greed taking over any rational part I still had left at the moment. Becca’s grin widened as she pushed the cake towards my lips. I took a bite, and then another. Bite by bite another slice of cake became a part of my gargantuan middle. I tried not to think of how big I was becoming, instead I started begging for more. “Please. Give me more, please!” I whined. What is wrong with me? I asked myself again, perhaps a little frightened by what I was doing. It didn’t take long before another slice ended up inside my belly. And then another. A couple of minutes later even the last slice became history, destined to become a part of my midsection for years to come. “Fuck! You really managed to eat it!” I let out a tired chuckle. “I sure did.” I said, nodding. It was quite incredible how my appetite seemed to be growing stronger with each and every food filled day. So did my stomach to be fair, expanding my capacity beyond any reason. I had never heard about anybody being capable of eating as much as I did, to fill their stomach to such an extent that they couldn’t even pass for a pregnant person anymore. But that’s where I was these days. Sitting as I was, my midsection not only reached past my knees, but I could even feel it pressing down on my shins! I had no idea how I would get up, but I knew Becca wouldn’t be strong enough to be able to help me up. Not on her own anyway. After eating way too much food, my mind was starting to get numb. All my energy was needed to digest everything I’d eaten and so there weren't enough resources for anything else to function the way it should. I kept staring at my gut as if I saw it for the first time. It’s so big! Is it supposed to look like that? How did it even happen?! I glanced at Becca. “I think it’s time to call my dad.” I must have passed out after that, because it was the last thing I could remember. I woke up in complete darkness and I wasn’t sure where I was. Looking around, I started to recognize the shapes around me and I realized I was in my bed in dad’s flat. Soft breathing behind me made me realize I wasn’t alone, there was someone else in my bed. I tried to turn around, but I failed. I couldn’t lift my belly that seemed to protrude over the edge of my bed and rest upon what I assumed must have been a nightstand. The person behind me moaned softly and pulled herself closer. Two soft orbs pressed against my back and I was certain, it was Becca. I smiled to myself and closed my eyes, perfectly content. All things considered, things couldn’t be much better. Stuffed to the brim and embraced by the person I loved, I couldn’t be any happier. It was a real shame that morning had to come…

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Chapter 4 I stared across the table, frowning. Only yesterday morning would my breakfast seem excessive to me, now I was grumpy that I couldn’t get to the table before Natalie did. I could feel the waistband of my shorts digging into my distended middle, but I still craved more. More food! I needed to cram more calories into my system! Natalie was so big already and I couldn’t let her make me look tiny and insignificant. Frustrated, I felt uninvited tears starting to build up in my eyes, but I wouldn’t let them come to the surface. My frustration was turning into anger and hatred. I stared at Natalie feeling nothing but disdain. I excused myself from the table and rushed upstairs, stopping in Natalie’s room before locking myself in my own room. I stared at the three little pills in the palm of my hand that I had stolen from Natalie’s room. Such small things, yet so powerful. How did you turn my runt of a sister into the busty goddess that’s sitting downstairs? How? I rolled my hand into a fist. I won’t get any answers here. I need to get out of this madhouse! I ran downstairs, determined to confront the doctor that changed my little sister into a freak. I rushed through the house as fast as I could, hoping to avoid any questions where I was going. I was surprised when I saw that only Natalie remained sitting in the kitchen, immobilized by her monstrous gut. “Where is everybody?” I asked. “Dad went to work and mom went shopping. I’m still kinda hungry, so…” Natalie shrugged as if it was the most normal thing ever. “You do realize this is insane, right? Have you seen how much you’re eating?! It’s not normal to grow like you do! You look like a freak! You are a freak!” I ranted, finally losing my composure. “I’m a… freak?” Natalie whimpered, turning her enormous, beautiful eyes to me and my heart started to break. There was nothing but innocence and sadness in her gaze. Natalie was always so insecure and sensitive, I didn’t dare to say anything to her before and now I just threw at her everything that I should have kept unspoken. Natalie started to cry and I couldn’t bear to see it. I ran outside cursing myself as I headed towards the place where this entire insanity started, to the doctor’s office. He’s gonna regret messing with my family! Feeling angry, guilty and hungry I stomped down the street, regretting not having my own car. Bus will have to do today… “Emily?” A familiar voice stopped me in my tracks. That sounds like… “Claire?” I turned around and sure enough, my best friend from high school stood in front of me. “Emily! Why didn’t you tell me you’re back in town?” Claire exclaimed, rushing to me to envelop me in her soft arms. “I only came back yesterday evening…” I said. “You have no idea how glad I’m to see you!” This time it was my turn to pull the larger girl into a hug. As far as I could remember Claire was always on the heavier side, only growing larger as the time went by. The first year of college did little to change things in this regard, Claire looked huge! “You look amazing! What have you been feeding those?!” Claire exclaimed, poking my chest, right after our hug ended. I just smiled. “Uhm, you look great, too.” “You mean fat!” Claire giggled. “Please, every one gains the freshman 15. It’s hardly noticeable.” I lied, looking at her bulging belly, where she carried most of her extra weight. “Fifteen? More like fifty! You know I eat when I’m stressed…” She sighed. “I had to buy a whole new wardrobe! I seriously need to start losing some weight.” I was surprised. “I thought you never cared about your weight.” Claire sighed again. “That was before I hit the big 300! Seriously, look at how big and fat this gut is!” he said, touching her middle that spread in front of her. “Three hundred pounds!” I exclaimed, taking a better look at my heavier friend. It… actually made a lot of sense, looking at her heavy breasts (not as big as mine though), her wide hips and tree trunk like thighs and the huge, drooping gut, she had safely tucked inside her cargo pants. “Don’t shout it like that!” Claire reprimanded me and I blushed. “Sorry!” Then a sound of distant thunder sounded and Claire’s face turned carmine red. “It would be much easier if I wasn’t so hungry all the time!” “Wanna grab some food with me then? Natalie ate everything we had at home, so I'm pretty hungry myself.” “Little Natalie?” “She’s not so little anymore…” “So it’s true, huh. My brother wouldn’t shut up about how pretty she got!” I felt a spike of jealousy pierce my heart. For as long I could remember Peter, Claire’s brother, had a massive crush on me. I was fuming. Natalie!!! It wasn’t like I was ever interested in Peter, but he was mine to toy with! I always made sure I wore low-cut tops when visiting Claire, taking delight from seeing the kid turn into a bumbling idiot. I say kid, for he had always been that for me, but he was Natalie’s classmate, so he was eighteen already. I gritted my teeth. “You have no idea.” “Natalie isn’t the only one who had a growth spurt. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I got home. He’s like a foot taller than me now!” “Uh huh.” I mumbled, barely listening. “So how about that food?” I asked, feeling my hunger pangs getting worse. Claire sighed once more. “Actually, the reason why I’m outside was a pathetic attempt to avoid my mom’s cooking. You do remember her ridiculous portions, don’t you?” I nodded, unsure where she was going with this. “So, we could eat at my place if you want. You wouldn’t believe how much food there is. I swear my mom went crazy while I was gone!” I shrugged. “Sure, why not. You sure your mom won’t mind?” Claire waved her hand. “Please. My mom will be happy to see you!” We started heading towards Claire’s home. With every step I took I became more and more aware just how hungry I was getting. Stupid ‘vitamins’! I thought, clutching my stomach unconsciously. Fortunately we weren’t far from the house and soon we were stepping inside. “Mom, look who I found wandering the streets hungry and malnourished!” Claire cried once we entered her home. Claire’s mother came rushing from the kitchen, her short and skinny body hidden behind an apron. I never quite understood how could she be so thin, knowing her daughter and her cooking. “Emily! It’s so nice to see you!” She rushed to me with a hug. “It’s good to see you too Mrs. Reynolds.” “Are you hungry? Come, sit down. Help yourself, eat as much as you want! You look so thin!” “I…” I didn’t dare to say she was thinner than I ever was, instead happily taking a place at the table. I was amazed by how much food Mrs. Reynolds managed to fit on the poor table that was sagging under the weight of all the plates. Even the feasts my mom made seemed small in comparison. “See what I have to deal with?” Claire said, rolling her eyes. I nodded, watching Mrs. Reynolds leave the kitchen. “Peter! The food is ready!” She shouted like only mothers can, calling their offsprings to the table. Mrs. Reynolds returned to the kitchen. “Don’t be shy, dig in!” And so I did, probably more enthusiastically than I should have. There was so much food I didn’t know what to eat sooner… I decided to try to eat everything within my reach. Then I heard creaking as someone heavy was stepping down the stairs, which made me stop with the anticipation. Peter was always short for his age, about the same height as Claire and with a tendency to gain weight. When he stepped inside the kitchen, I dropped my fork in shock. Peter must have been at least 6’5’’, even taller than Natalie was. Gone were his chubby cheeks, his face was now angular, with pronounced chin, manly like never before. And his body! He was ripped! He looked like someone who spent every second of his days working out in the gym. No, he looks better! I stared at him, filled with desire and lust like I never felt before. I bit my lower lip and pulled down on my shirt, trying to show more cleavage. Damn, he’s hot! Peter didn’t say a word, as if he didn’t even notice I was there. He quickly sat down at the table and started to shove food down his throat at a pace not even Natalie would be able to match. I guess that body needs a lot of nourishment. I spent the rest of the meal, staring at Peter, not even realizing I was trying to match the speed in which he ate. I didn’t know for how long we were eating, but when we did, Peter seemed like he barely remembered who I was. “Uhm, Emily?” His voice was so deep and manly it made me shiver. I leaned forward, offering as much of my cleavage as I could. “Yeees?” I said as sultry as I was able to. “Is Natalie home?” Peter asked, blind to whatever I could offer. I nodded, distraught to the very core of my being, filled with nothing but self-pity. Self-pity and hatred for my little sister. I was dismayed and ashamed of myself. Why did I act like that? And how the hell did Peter get this hot?! I leave for a year and the whole world goes crazy! First Natalie, now Peter… Of course! That’s got to be it! “Claire? This might sound like a weird question, but… didn’t your brother start visiting a new doctor by any chance?” Claire looked at me, surprised. Then she shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. But my mother will.” She raised her head. “Mom, did Peter start seeing a new doctor?” Mrs. Reynolds nodded. “He did! Dr. Stone is such a nice man!” My heart started beating faster. “And did he by any chance prescribe any medication to Peter?” I asked. “No, no medications.” Mrs. Reynolds said. “My Peter is a healthy boy.” My heart sank. “Although he gave him some vitamins.” Mrs. Reynolds said, as if she suddenly remembered. “Does he still have some?” “I think so… Why do you ask?” “Ah, no reason.” Hah, I knew it! One more reason to give this Dr. Stone a visit. “Thank you for the meal, Mrs. Reynolds, it was delicious!” “Thank you, darling. Stop by anytime!” Mrs. Reynolds said, before leaving the room. “What is this all about? What’s going on?” “I’ll tell you, I’ll just have to check something first.” I said, standing up. “Do you know where would Peter keep his vitamins?” Claire didn’t answer, staring at my stomach instead. “Damn, girl! You look pregnant!” She exclaimed. I looked down, noticing my hugely bloated belly for the first time. Fuck, I look pregnant! I can’t go visit dr. Stone looking like this! “How do you stay so thin if you eat like this?” Claire asked, enviously. “Help me find Peter’s vitamins and I’ll tell you everything I know.” “Is it really necessary? I don’t really want to go through his stuff.” “It is. Just trust me on this.” Claire sighed. “Alright then, Let’s go.” We headed to Peter’s room as fast as our overstuffed bodies allowed us. I felt so slow and heavy carrying my pregnant-like belly around, I couldn’t wait for my body to digest it all, hoping it would all end up on my chest. We stopped in front of the door leading to Peter’s room and I started to hesitate. What am I doing here? I started to rethink what I wanted to do, but ultimately Claire decided for me, opening the door and heading inside. Peter’s room was a mess! I felt repulsed just standing inside the room, watching the piles of dirty clothes lying on the floor and filthy dishes laying on the table. I usually wasn’t bothered by messy rooms, but too much was too much and I felt unclean just standing there. Contrary to her previous unwillingness, Claire started to open drawers at his table, revealing more and more mess in the process, while I just stood there, fighting with disgust. I didn’t want to touch anything. It really helped with getting Peter’s perfect body out of my mind. “Insopotentum.” Claire read. “Is this it?” She asked, pulling out a bottle with familiar looking pills from a drawer with Peter’s socks. “Yes, that’s it!” I exclaimed, relieved I wouldn’t have to be in this room for much longer. “So tell me, what is this all about? What’s the deal with those pills?” Claire asked once we were sitting in the safety of her own room. “So… you know Natalie, right? You know how short she always was?” I said, not knowing where to begin. Claire nodded. “Yeah, well, it seems like she started visiting a new doctor after she turned 18 and he gave her these ‘vitamins’.” I said, using air quotes to stress it. “And then she started growing!” “Yeah, Peter told me she grew a lot. What’s the problem? You’re afraid she’s gonna outgrow you?” “Outgrow me? She’s like 6’3’’ already! And if that wasn’t enough, her tits are enormous! Like each of her breasts is larger than a basketball! And she grew a couple of sizes overnight! It’s crazy! And now Peter. A year ago he was barely my height, chubby nerd, now he’s one of the hottest guys I ever saw! And he’s been taking the same pills?!” “Aren’t you exaggerating a little? I mean, magic growing pills?” “Well, what about those?” I asked, pulling up my top, revealing just how big and full my breasts were. “I took one of those pills yesterday and now I don’t have a bra to fit me! And you’ve seen what they did to my appetite.” Claire stared at my bare breasts. “So you’re saying all this growth is caused by those little pills?” I nodded. “Yes! And I’m going to visit this doctor and I’m going to stop this madness!” Claire shrugged. “Ok, let’s say I trust you… You wouldn’t really be able to prove anything, would you? Your only evidence is a couple of teenagers growing up!” I opened my mouth to say something and then I just sighed. Claire was right of course, but I had to do something. Until now, I knew exactly what I was going to do, but now… I didn’t know. “What should I do?” I asked her. “Well, first of all pull down your top. I know your boobs look awesome, but you don’t have to flaunt them so much. You know how jealous I get.” Claire smiled. I blushed and pulled down my top. “Sorry.” Claire just waved her hand. “You know, I think you still should visit that doctor and make him give you some of these pills as well. Then…” Claire took out one of the pills. “Then you’re gonna need to gather a little more evidence.” She giggled and threw the pill inside her mouth.

Chapter 2 Zuki My head was ringing and my mouth felt as if something had died inside it. I couldn’t quite recall anything after the first cup of sake, although I knew it wasn’t the last one. I never was much of a drinker, easy to get ** and always suffering from horrible hangovers. My head rang again. It took me way too much time to realize it wasn’t ringing in my head, rather that it was someone at the door. I wanted to ignore it, but the hellish sound cut inside my brain like rusty nails and forced me to do something about it. Slowly I rose to my feet, my stomach wobbling inside me with nausea. Only half awake, I put on a night robe that was once loose and roomy, but now barely large enough to close around my chest. The doorbell rang again and I pressed my hands against the sides of my head. “Why me?” I whined out loud. “What did I do to deserve such a torment?” My legs felt as if they were made from jello as I was stumbling my way to the door. At last I made it there and opened the door before the person on the other side could ring the bell again. In my hurry, I didn’t quite think through my position. The door slapped my breasts painfully and I cried out, letting go of the doorknob. The door slammed close again. Massaging my chest with one hand, I opened the door once again with much more caution this time. I managed to open it without any more trouble, revealing the person who was torturing me by ringing the bell. It was a familiar looking young girl I couldn’t quite place in my current state, who apparently gained some pounds recently and her clothes weren’t large enough to fully cover her bulging belly. I, of course, was in no position to comment on anyone’s weight. “H-hello?” I greeted her nervously, unsure what it was about. “Hello, my name is Himiko and I work for Kana-san in the restaurant.” That’s where I know her from! “The boss thought you might appreciate this.” She said, handing me a box. I took it from her, immediately noticing how warm to the touch it was. I looked at her, raising my eyebrow. “What is it?” “Kana-san thought you’d appreciate a breakfast designed to help alleviate the effects of hangover. You drank quite a bit last night.” She said, smiling. I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks. “I-I hope I didn’t cause you any trouble!” I yelped, hanging my head in shame. “Not at all!” Himiko waved her hand. “On the contrary, Kana-san is looking forward to seeing you for lunch today!” “For lunch? I-I don’t…” Then it hit me and I recalled the deal we struck before everything disappeared in an alcohol-induced haze. “Oh, right! I-I guess I’ll see you there as well. T-Thank you for… this.” I said, uncertainly. “No problem!” Himiko smiled. “See you later, Zuki-san.” On unsteady legs I made my way to the living room and sat down in the armchair. It feels smaller than yesterday. I thought, feeling my hips press against the armrests. I’m hungover… My mind must be playing tricks on me. I stopped thinking about it and opened the box instead. What I found was exactly what I needed. An eggroll, with a ton of greasy bacon and nice, homemade loaf of bread. I knew it probably wasn’t good for my diet, but I felt awful and the food smelt amazing, so I didn’t even start questioning it and started to eat without hesitation. The meal was made to perfection. Kana-chan really knows what she’s doing! The eggroll was just right, every bite of bacon tasted like a little piece of heaven and the bread was the best bread I tasted in my entire life. What was more important, by the time I finished, any sign of hangover disappeared and I was smiling with delight. Ahh, that was amazing! Contented, I placed my hands on my middle, feeling them sink into the soft flesh. My smile disappeared. Oh my! What have I done to myself?! I looked down, but as always I couldn’t see anything past my breasts. Are they bigger? No, my mind must be playing tricks on me… There’s no way I could get bigger overnight, right? Slowly I rose to my feet, determined to check with the mirror in what state I really was. It wasn’t as easy as I expected, because the armrests were unwilling to let go of my butt without a fight. Gosh, I really have to be bigger! I unfastened the night robe and dropped it to the floor where I stood. Mostly naked, I jiggled to the bathroom, feeling the effects of every step I made. At last I made it to the full length mirror and had the chance to take a look at the damage I made. I look so huge! I placed both of my hands beneath my left boob and tried to lift it, my hands disappearing under the soft flesh in the process. It’s so heavy! Even heavier than yesterday! I thought, blushing. Slowly, I lowered my boob, knowing too well how painful it would be to just drop it. I touched my softening middle, pinching an inch of flab. Was it this soft yesterday? I wasn’t sure and at this point, I didn’t really want to know anymore. I needed to up my game, working out, but to get the opportunity I had to be pregnant. To look pregnant. I corrected myself. To achieve that, I had to go to Kana’s restaurant and since I had nothing else in my plans, apart from wallowing in my own misery, I decided it would be better to get dressed and head there immediately. I didn’t bother with checking my lower half, after all, I could feel how my thighs rubbed against each other with every step. I took a quick shower and then put on my largest clothes. They feel so tight! They used to be loose when I got them… I can’t imagine how they could fit once I eat my way to fake pregnancy. I was heading to a terrible realization. If I was to pretend I was pregnant for the entire month, I was going to need some new clothes. Clothes that could accommodate my stomach filled to the brim. Clothes, I could barely afford. Luckily I knew about a maternity store near to where I lived with acceptable prices. It would still be a big hole in my budget, but I thought I could manage buying a dress or two. Before heading out, I put a sports bra and yoga pants inside a bag, so I had something to change into at the gym. Both pieces of clothing were in the dire need of replacement as well, but chose not to think about that. As long as I can fit inside, they work. And the plan is to get a little smaller each and every day, so they should fit better as time goes on. A towel and shower gel joined the clothes inside my bag and then I was ready for the day, ready to head out. Walking down the street I realized just how out of shape I really was. Sitting on my butt in the tiny home office every work day left me in horrible condition and even just walking made me out of breath these days. I wasn’t this out of breath a month ago… it’s this extra weight! I thought, poking the muffin top my pants gave me. It’s about time I started to do something about it. I smiled, surprisingly confident. It won’t take long and I’ll be back to my ideal weight! “Hello, how may I help you?” The clerk in the store greeted me. I blushed. “H-hello.” I stuttered. For some reason I felt quite embarrassed just by walking inside the maternity store. Probably because I wanted to buy some clothes there for myself. “I-I’m just looking. Thanks.” “I’m here if you need anything!” The clerk said, smiling brightly. I found her a bit unnerving. She was almost a full head shorter than I was and since she was very skinny as well, I wouldn’t be surprised if I was more than twice her weight. I blushed, remembering stepping on the scale yesterday. I'm 98 kilos, I'm definitely more than twice her weight! Trying to forget about her, I started to wander through the aisles of clothing. Soon I started to notice a pattern I wasn’t thrilled about. None of the clothes I saw so far were made to fit my figure. Even the larger clothes seemed to be made for far more petite women, especially when it came to the chestal area. Defeated, after my unsuccessful search, I made my way back to the tiny clerk. “Excuse me. I-I seem to have a little trouble finding what I’m looking for.” “What are you looking for?” “I-I, uh… my, uh sister is looking for a dress and… she’s pregnant!” I turned redder. “She’s a bit larger up top… like me.” I gestured towards my chest that was straining my top. “I see. And how far along would you say she is?” I shrugged and started to show just how big ‘my sister’s’ belly is. The clerk nodded. “That’s going to be difficult… Let me take a look.” She said, before disappearing between the clothes. The clerk returned a minute later, carrying three large dresses. “I’m not worried about your sister’s baby bump, the dresses are stretchy in the middle, but the size of her chest might be a problem. Would you mind trying those dresses for me?” “Uh… sure.” I nodded. We headed to a cabin then and I tried on the dresses. None of them fit over my chest. I told the clerk the bad news, beginning to accept I would have to order online from overseas, which was another slight against my poor wallet. “We could sew the dress you want, but we would need your sister to come by.” “She can’t! I-it’s supposed to be a present!” I lied. “Hmm… Would it be ok if we took your measurements then? You said you two are quite similar in the bust.” “I-I don’t see why not. When will it be ready?” “It would only take a day or two and we could send it to your home.” “That sounds… great!” The clerk ushered me to the cabin and took out a tape measure. While the cabin was quite spacious, made to accommodate pregnant customers, it still felt a bit crowded between my large chest and the overly helpful clerk. “Would you mind putting down your top?” I did mind a little, never too comfortable in undressing around people, but I did it anyway, revealing the overfilled bra, crying for an upgrade as well. I felt my cheeks burning and I was grateful the clerk didn’t address it. What she did however, was that she wrapped her tape measure around my chest and whistled, when she got a number. “146 centimeters! That's how tall I am! I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone this big!” I couldn’t possibly get any redder. “Could I take a selfie with you? I mean you look amazing! You’re a pornstar, aren’t you? That’s why you went with those huge-ass tits, right?” My previous thought turned out to be false and my cheeks reached the color of a tomato. “I… What? No!” I breathed out. “Why would you want such huge boobs then?” “They’re real!” “No way!” The clerk exclaimed and started to grope my breasts. “Fuck me! They really feel real!” “S-stop it, please!” I whined, pathetically. Why does it always happen to me? It’s like I’m a magnet for weird people! “Sorry.” The clerk said, not looking sorry in the slightest. Then she grabbed the tape measure again. She didn’t comment on any other of my measurements and I was really glad for it. While measuring me, she did seem to ‘accidentally’ touch my breasts more than once however as if she was trying to feel for an implant, and so I knew this was the last time I ever visited this store. With nowhere else to be, I headed to Kana’s restaurant. It was still quite early, but I was really hungry for some reason. I arrived early, half an hour before the restaurant was officially opening, but Himiko must have seen me through the glass and let me in. “Zuki-san! I’m so glad you made it! Take a seat, I’m gonna let Kana-san know that you arrived.” After a bit of hesitation, I took my place at the same table as yesterday. I really hope this plan doesn’t backfire… Kana I jumped out of my bed and started pacing around the room. Too excited about my upcoming revenge I could barely sleep, thinking over and over the details. Zuki has to come to the restaurant and I have to make sure she will! She was such a mess yesterday that I need to make sure she even recalls our deal! I started to walk circles around the room, trying to come up with a solution. To stop my frantic pacing I sat down on the floor and started to meditate like my grandma taught me. She always seemed to understand me better than any other of my family members. Maybe she had the same restless fire, burning up in her soul that prevented her from taking a single moment off. I felt the need to calm and clear my mind before I started cooking, before this flame in my heart could turn my plans into dust. I closed my eyes and let my mind go blank. It was so relaxing to let go of everything, even if only for a little while. Nothing could bother me, nothing could bring me down. Nothing could stop me from having my revenge. I breathed out and rose to my feet again, feeling refreshed. I smiled to myself, I knew what to do. Today’s gonna be good. Today is day one of my revenge plan on Zuki. Today is the day that is going to get her hooked on my cooking! I picked up my phone and while walking towards the kitchen I called Himiko. Despite the early hour, Himiko picked up with no trace of sleepiness in her voice. In fact, she was breathing rather heavily. “We’ve gone running, have we? Good! I expect you to be here in 15 minutes and don’t you dare come a second too late!” “But I-.” I didn’t wait for her reply and ended the call. Himiko is getting awfully disrespectful as of late. Maybe I should use her as a guinea pig again. At least for a couple of days. That would teach her about the consequences of her rudeness! I placed the phone on the kitchen unit and started cooking. My kitchen may have not been as big and as well set up as the kitchen in the restaurant, but it was my kitchen. It was the place where I came up with most of my recipes and where I felt most comfortable. In one pan I started frying bacon, while in the other I started cracking open some eggs. Cooking always came so easy to me, I was in my element. I knew Zuki would be hungover after all the alcohol she drank last night and I really needed to cure her of it. The fact she would eat enough calories for the whole day in doing so was just a pleasant bonus. I scrambled the eggs and started seasoning them. Then I put in my secret ingredient. It was this lovely herb that tasted a bit like garlic, but did wonders to increase the appetite. It’s not like that fat cow needs help with it, it was for my own sake. I couldn’t wait to see her so helplessly fat, she wouldn’t be able to show herself ever again! I licked my lips. Oh, that sounds so delicious! I started to laugh. I used to dislike my evil witch like cackle when I was little, but now I couldn’t imagine laughing in any other way. Some things are just meant to be. Fourteen minutes after the call with Himiko, she rang the doorbell. I opened the door and found the chubby girl bent down and leaning against her knees, trying hard to catch her breath. I didn’t waste my time with pleasantries and pushed the box in her hands. “I want you to bring this to Zuki and fast, so it stays warm. Oh, and remind her of our arrangement. Don’t stare at me and go!” I shut the door in her face and went back to the kitchen. Now, what could I make for her, so Zuki believes it’s actually healthy? I, of course, had a number of recipes ready at hand, but something told me I needed to outdo myself to succeed with my plans. There still were some parts of the plan I had to polish, to make them smooth. Zuki might be naïve enough to think it’s a good idea to eat enough to look pregnant and still be able to lose weight by a little work out, but she wasn’t stupid. She was bound to notice that she’s gaining weight, so I had to come up with some explanations. Maybe I could persuade her it’s just water retention or something? She’s too trusty for her own sake, so it might work. I bet she’s so innocent she can’t imagine ‘a friend’ to lie to her. I slid the key into the lock of the door and opened the front door of the restaurant. I always loved this place when I was little, watching my parents as they worked hard to keep their business going. I didn’t mind sitting in the corner all by myself as long as I could see my mother’s magic around the stove. Then she came and stole all this from me. I have hated her ever since I laid my eyes on her. I hated her for keeping me away from here. Zuki! Even just thinking about her made me angry and my hands rolled into fists. I can see it like it was yesterday, how she came here, that tall, gorgeous, busty teenager that grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the restaurant. I, of course, realized that it was my parents who wanted me out, who made sure I had a supervisor, but I still blamed her. I can never forgive her for that. And then, a couple years later, she had the audacity to tell me my food was too salty! Ok, so it was a bit saltier than was necessary, but who does she think she is?! I breathed out, calming my nerves. There’s no need to get angry now. I’ll have my revenge soon enough! I looked around the empty restaurant. I still remembered how happy I was when my parents let me help here for the first time. I was so excited I would be glad even when I would scrub the floor. Slowly I earned more and more responsibilities, until finally, my parents let me run the restaurant and went on vacation. Ever since they saw how smoothly the restaurant ran in their absence, they appeared here less and less and these days it was basically my own restaurant. Restaurant that is slowly, but surely, becoming too small for someone with my talent and abilities. And ambitions. Mostly ambitions. I was ready to move on, ready to stand on my own feet. Ready for Tokyo. I’ve been putting aside some funds for as long as I can remember and now I finally had enough to make the big step. To enroll in the culinary college, where only the best of the best get accepted. I made the decision and in six weeks I would move out. It was a fitting end to get my revenge on Zuki here and now. A fitting end to an era. I shrugged off nostalgia and headed into the kitchen. It’s time to get to work! I was so focused on what I was doing that I didn’t even notice when Himiko entered the restaurant. “Hey, boss.” She said, startling me. I twitched, but Himiko pretended she didn’t notice. At least I thought she did, but knew too well not to acknowledge it, hoping she would avoid punishment. She won’t! I thought, pushing a ** towards her. “Good, you’re here. Come taste this.” Himiko sighed, knowing there was no point to argue. Looking at her plush body, now clad in much more work appropriate clothes, I had to give her credit. She must have been at leasts a few kilos lighter than when I stopped making her my taste tester. I didn’t feel bad about making her fat. After all it was her own fault she became my guinea pig. She shouldn’t have been skinnier than me. “It’s good!” Himiko said, reaching for another bite. “Really good!” I smiled. Himiko was the most picky eater I ever met and when she said that something tastes good, it was saying a lot. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that with those two bites she might have ingested more calories than she burned by running. I wasn’t that cruel… Usually. We weren’t even open yet and I already saw Zuki through the glass. “Let her in.” I commanded Himiko, while I still had a few final touches to make on my masterpiece. It’s almost ready. She couldn’t have timed her arrival any better! “Zuki-san!” I exclaimed after she made her place at the table, her big boobs resting on its desk. She’s definitely bigger than yesterday! And I can see in her eyes, she’s really hungry… This will be easier than I thought! “Hey, Kana-chan.” Zuki replied with a shy smile spreading across her pretty face. How can a grown-up be this shy? It’d be really lame, if she didn’t make it look so cute. She won’t be so cute when I’m done with her! Let’s get started! I placed a bowl of pork ramen in front of Zuki. A little appetizer before the main meal. What I didn’t tell her was that this little bowl had about four times the amount of the recommended daily intake of calories. I had to bite my lip as I almost started to laugh hysterically when I realized it was only the first out of many courses. Zuki looked at the bowl in front of her and she suddenly looked guilty. “A-are you sure it’s alright that I eat here for free? Won’t you get in trouble with your parents?” I waved my hand. “Relax, it’s fine. Really! Besides, I have some new recipes I need to try out before they can make it on the menu, so it’s a win-win situation. Can I get you anything to drink?” “Just water, please. Thank you so much! How can I ever repay you?” “Full stomach and a contented smile is all I hope for.” I said, brushing her hand lightly. “You’re my friend, Zuki-san.” I saw her eyes start to glisten, so I stood up. I never could stand crying. “I’m gonna bring you that water.” I said, leaving her alone with her ramen. I stared at Zuki as she was stuffing her face with the ramen like there was no tomorrow. Everything goes according to the plan. I permitted myself a little smile. Just a few more minutes and the main course will be done. I thought, rubbing my chin. “Himiko, bring the next course to her.” I commanded. Himiko nodded and took the plate with a dozen pieces of chicken karaage in one hand and a bowl of salad in the other. If I didn't see just how much food was Zuki able to polish yesterday with her stomach already full, I would be worried about her being too stuffed for the main course, but as the things stood, I knew she’d be able to stomach everything I prepared for her. “Anything else, boss?” Himiko asked, returning with the empty bowl of ramen. “Go sit with her.” I said, after a second of hesitation. “Keep her mind occupied and make sure she doesn’t realize just how much food she’s eating.” Himiko nodded and went back to Zuki. I was sure they would get along well. Himiko gets along with everybody! It’s just another infuriating thing about her. She always was the popular girl and if anything, the extra weight I made her gain only caused her to be even more popular! It was those chubby cheeks that made her smile even prettier! I scoffed in disgust. I never could connect with people. They all seem so lazy and stupid! And Zuki most of all! I rolled my hand into a fist. She had so many qualities, yet she chose not to use them… It was such a waste! Himiko giggled at something Zuki had said and I retreated further into the kitchen, so I wouldn’t hear them. I have to check on the meat. I thought, justifying it. I would never admit the bitterness I felt came from envy. I looked at the slices of beef, simmering in the pan and I smiled. I spent years refining my recipe for roast beef. Ever since Zuki told me it was too salty. It became the meal I knew how to prepare best and even I was salivating, imagining its taste. I could almost feel the beef melting on my tongue, filling my mouth with flavor. Too bad I can never taste it again. There are just too many calories… Now that my masterpiece was done and I wouldn’t let Zuki leave, before every last scrap of the meal was safely tucked inside her stomach. I placed it all on a plate, enjoying the smell, before I took the plate, as well as a bowl of rice, and took the family sized meal to Zuki’s table. With just a little movement of my eyebrow I made Himiko stand up and return to the kitchen, in case some other customer found their way in, and quickly sat down in the chair Himiko previously occupied. “It smells so good!” Zuki cried out, devouring the beef with her eyes. “It tastes even better, I can guarantee that!” I giggled. “It can’t possibly taste better than this chicken!” Zuki said, throwing the last piece of karaage into her mouth. “Itsh amazhing!” She mumbled with her mouth full. “Why don’t you taste it yourself?” I smirked, knowing how wrong she was. “I’m getting pretty full. Maybe I’m big enough already.” Zuki said, before trying to stand up. Zuki’s hands were pressing against the desk of the table, as she struggled to lift her thick body from the bench. With a grunt, she finally managed to stand up, lifting even her oversized bosom off from the table. The sight of her breasts wobbling in all their spectacular glory was hypnotizing. “What do you think? Do I look… pregnant?” Zuki almost whispered, blushing, clearly embarrassed about the whole thing. Entranced by her massive boobs, I failed to even notice the size of her bloated middle until now. She wasn’t there just yet, although it was very impressive how big her stomach got in such a short amount of time. She could pass for pregnant, yes, but still not as far along as she could yesterday. I couldn’t help but stare at her rounding gut, imagining just how big she could be. How big I could make her! At that moment I knew. I’m not just gonna make her fat… I’m going to make her enormous! So big she won’t be able to stand. So big she won’t fit through doors! I licked my lips. That’s going to be my revenge! “Kana-chan? Kana-chan!” Zuki had to shout to get my attention again. “Yes? Uh, sorry... I was just thinking about… something.” I said, as if it explained anything. Zuki just waved her hand. “You’re still smaller than yesterday.” I said. “Yesterday your middle reached further than your chest. You still have a couple of inches to go.” Zuki sighed. “I already feel as big as a house!” She complained, before sitting down again. Unwillingly she reached for a piece of the roasted beef and put it inside her mouth. Her eyes opened wide. “Oh my, this is so good!” She exclaimed, immediately reaching for more. I barely noticed all that, occupied with pushing the image of house-sized Zuki out of my mind.

Collab with nKAIRObi Chapter 1 Zuki “A-arigato gozaimasu!” I said blushing, taking the box from the mailman. The mailman’s eyes were glued to my chest the whole time until I closed the door leading to my little flat. I couldn’t really blame the young man for staring. My once oversized sweater was stretched thin across my bosom. If anything it was my bosom that was oversized these days, forcing me to use the little money left in my budget, after taking care of all the bills, on custom made bras. It’s been years since I could simply go to a store and buy my underwear there. Even in my school years I was one of the most ‘endowed’ among my classmates. The fact that my breasts never stopped growing only meant that now in my thirties, I was officially huge. Every time I was passing a clothing store, I could only stare in envy at the cute dresses on the display, knowing full well I could never get them in my size. Alas, it isn’t meant to be. I thought, placing the box I just received on the table. The bell at my door rang, bringing me out of my thoughts. I made my way back to the door, only too aware of how my wide hips swayed with every single step I took, balancing my large front. Opening the door I found the mailman standing there with an embarrassed smile. “I’m so sorry, I completely forgot to have you sign this, confirming you received your package.” “Oh, sure.” I said, again starting to blush, feeling where his gaze settled once more. Turning crimson under his gaze and wishing to have it all behind me as soon as possible I panicked and almost signed as Zuki instead of using my full name Amane Suzuki. “H-Here you go.” I said handing him back the signed paper and then I rushed back into my apartment. Once again I closed the door and leaning against their frame I let out a sigh, finally figuring out what was bothering me. The mailman was so skinny I was sure I must have outweigh him, even though he was at least 10 centimeters taller than me. Which brings me to the content of my package. I bought myself a new digital scale, after I had to throw my old one into the garbage can last week. I knew I must have gained some weight recently, the custom made bra digging into the soft flesh of my breasts was a clear sign of that, but there was no way the old scale was showing the right numbers. I placed the new scale on the bathroom floor. I could feel my heart pounding faster in my chest, nervous what the real outcome would be. It can’t be nearly as bad as what the clearly broken scale said. I thought, settling my nerves a little. I quickly took off my sweater and wiggled out of my tight jeans, before taking a deep breath and stepping on the scale. I looked down expectantly, only to have my entire view blocked by my jiggling boobs, spilling out of the cups of my bra. I tried to push them out of the way and peek around but to no avail, unable to see through the valley of cleavage. With a sigh I reached behind, unclasping my bra, before letting the piece of fabric hit the ground. Out of their prison, my breasts became much more squishable and I was able to push them aside, creating a big enough canyon between them for me to see the red numbers on the display. I gasped, regretting it immediately. I stepped down from the scale, richer by having two new pieces of information. First, my old scale wasn’t broken. Secondly, I somehow managed to gain two kilograms in just the past week. What am I going to do?! Staring at my reflection I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Oh my god! When did my belly get so big?! I am huge! I placed my hand on my soft, bulging middle, shocked at how far it reached. I looked down in horror, only to have my view blocked by my boobs once again. Right, that’s why I missed it… When did they get so big? I let out a sigh, recalling every time I chose to eat at a fast food ** and every time I was too tired to cook, so I just ordered something. Damn the Red Dragon and their giant portions! And damn my love for Chinese food as well! I let out another sigh. I guess there is no other choice… Only through a strict diet and a work out routine can I get back on track. Two things I hate… It doesn’t matter, I’m going to lose this flab, no matter what! I took one last look at my reflection and with determination I marched towards the kitchen. “Oh no! I forgot that I went to get groceries yesterday.” And then I ordered dinner anyway… My fridge was filled to the maximum and staring at it only reminded me of how large part of my meager income it cost. I can’t just throw it all away! A crazy thought entered my mind. What if I was to eat it? To eat it all! Surely I would be so sick of food, I wouldn’t want to eat anything for weeks! A little voice somewhere deep inside my mind kept telling me that this wasn’t at all how it worked, but what could I do? I’m not going to throw away all this expensive food! Opening the freezer, I luckily found only a single frozen pizza. I turned on the oven and placed the pizza on a tray. Then I took some cheese from the fridge and grated it on top of it to make it extra cheesy, before putting it into the oven. After I closed the oven, I took a sack of rice and poured as much of it as I could fit in the rice cooker. While the pizza was baking and the rice was cooking, I took a packet of chicken breasts out of the fridge and started cutting them into small pieces. When that was done I moved to chopping some veggies. By the time I had prepared all the ingredients, the rice was cooked and so I poured it out of the rice cooker to let it rest. The pizza was ready as well and so I took it out of the oven. I cut it into four roughly equal slices and placed them on a plate. With a plate in one hand and a glass of soda in the other, I walked into my small living room and sat down into an armchair. Leaning back I placed the plate on top of my breasts and with the free hand I reached for the TV remote to turn it on. Sometimes it’s handy to have a built-in table… With my full concentration aimed at the pizza, the TV was more or less just a background noise. I always liked pizza, even though the frozen ones from a shop weren’t what I would call ideal. Still, it was alright and it didn’t take any work to prepare. Not as much as my second course already did. Is it really a good idea? I’m pretty full as it is… But I’m not throwing out perfectly good food! Definitely not after I did all that work! With all the pizza gone, I stood up again, my hips brushing against the armrests of the chair. This chair used to be roomier. I thought, heading back to the kitchen. I pulled out my trusty wok that I recently used far less than it would deserve and poured some oil into it. I put some chopped onion and garlic into the wok and started to fry them. Then it was time to pour in the rice. Oops, I went kinda overboard there! It would have been better to use some leftover rice rather than freshly cooked, but I didn’t have any, so it had to do. Slowly I added my prepared ingredients, starting with the meat, then veggies and finally I poured some soy sauce to season it. I mixed it all together, before putting in half a dozen eggs, which I scrambled with chopsticks. Finally, when the rice was getting nice and crispy I added a few final touches with spring onion topping the meal as a garnish. I didn’t think very highly of my cooking skills, but it did smell incredible and I couldn’t wait to dig in, despite being already quite full. Looking over the huge meal I realized in horror I just made enough food to feed a family. Not a particularly small one either. I let out a sigh. There’s no way I can eat all this! As it turned out, I was wrong. Stuffed to the brim, I could barely heave myself onto my feet. “Oh god, I think I’m going to explode!” I placed my hand on my middle, finding some resistance way sooner than I expected. But that’s impossible! My belly can’t possibly be this big, can it? Looking down I still couldn’t see it past my breasts and so I let out a little sigh of relief. It can't be that bad then, can it? I need to see! I felt so heavy, walking towards the bathroom to get a proper look at my physique. “Oh no!” I whined when I saw my reflection. “I look pregnant!” Full term pregnant. I thought in despair. “That’s it!” I almost shouted in anger. I’m going to go for a run right now! I’m going to start working out every day and I’m going to lose all this flab! With my determination renewed, I wobbled into the bedroom and started searching for my workout clothes. I found it after a ten minute search, conveniently placed at the bottom of my closet. I had… Let’s say I had a little trouble putting on my clothes, mostly because I bought them almost a decade ago. The yoga pants still kinda worked, even though they were skin tight and for obvious reason, only reaching below my bloated middle. I wasn’t too thrilled about the way they hugged my round bottom, without even an inch of extra fabric. My sports bra was the real issue though. My breasts grew slowly over time and so I never really noticed just how huge they were. It was a miracle I even managed to pull it on, although my breasts were spilling in every possible direction. It hurt like hell, but it was working better than I expected. Sure, I could barely breathe, but my boobs could barely move with how tight this piece of fabric was. I finished my attire with a large tank top that somehow managed to cover even my gut. Well, most of it anyway. I looked horrible, but that was about to change. I could almost see myself running around the block with my firm buttocks, slim waist and smaller, yet still ** chest. I knew this ‘me’ was still there, hidden underneath my soft flesh. I can do it! I’m gonna whip this body into shape! Let’s go! The first step wasn’t too bad even though I felt heavy, but with the second I felt my bloated belly weighing me down. At the third step I heard some popping noise and my gut felt like a heavy boulder. With the fourth step my chest started to wobble. The fifth step brought me a ripping sound and with the sixth my breasts almost knocked out my teeth. I used both of my hands to held my jiggling boobs down, but every step became an absolute torture. I felt the looks of everyone in the street and I felt blood rushing to my cheeks. I couldn’t keep it up for more than half a block, where I bent down, gasping for air. I. Want. To. Die! I wiped away the sweat from my brows and looked around, spotting a nearby bench and crawled its way. Red in the face with both embarrassment and exertion I collapsed onto the bench, my entire body hurting. The plan was to run through the neighborhood, yet I barely made it down the street. I can’t be this out of shape, can I? I didn’t know for how long I sat there, but when I finally rose to my feet, I couldn’t have had a worse timing. I may have not been able to see my large belly, but I felt it more than enough to blame it for the disastrous start to my work out regimen. “This is all your fault!” I said, placing a hand on its side. “How am I supposed to work out with you in the way?! It’s so hard to move when you’re weighing me down!” I stretched my back that hurt like hell. “As if my boobs weren’t enough of a burden… My back hurts so much! If only…” I sighed, leaving my thoughts unsaid. If only I hadn’t eaten so much! “See Yui? I told you it’s normal to struggle to stay fit with a baby on the way.” An unfamiliar voice said behind me. “Let me guess, it used to be so easy to put on shoes and go for a run and now you can barely walk down the street!” The woman said with a smile.” “I-I.” I very wisely said, turning bright red, hoping with my entire being to turn invisible. “But it’s really cute you’re already talking with your little one!” I turned around, my hand still placed on my belly. In front of me stood two pregnant ladies and I was awfully aware that my belly put theirs into shame. “Oh my, you look like you’re ready to pop! How far along are you?” The lady on the left said. My cheeks turned crimson and I didn’t know what to do. I can’t say I’m just fat and bloated, can I? I’ll have to lie! “I uhm… I’m six months?” “Six months? So are we!” Said the lady on the right. “You poor thing, you must be carrying twins!” No one in history could have been redder in face than I was at the moment. I cursed myself for not saying I was further along before nodding in agreement. “Y-yeah, twins.” I need to get out of this conversation! “I couldn't help but overhear you talking about working out… We’re just on our way to the gym! Why don’t you come with us?” I nodded, smiling before even realizing what I agreed to. Shoot! Why did I do that? Then again, I could lose them in the gym and get to do something there. “Great! I’m Aiko by the way.” The lady on the left said, bowing her head a little. “And this is Yui.” The other lady bowed her head as well. “Zuki.” I said, returning the gesture. “Let’s go then.” Aiko said, leading the way to the gym. Walking beside Aiko and Yui I couldn’t help but notice that they were both very small and petite in every aspect except for their respective bellies, bellies that in fact weren’t even as big as mine was. And they were actually pregnant. Next to them I felt like a huge whale. I was nodding to what Yui was telling me, with a smile on my face, while Aiko was getting registered to the gym. To be honest, I had no idea what she was telling me, searching for a way out of this mess. I felt bad, because Aiko and Yui both seemed really nice, but I just couldn’t wait to get rid of them. It was at that moment that I noticed just how much the gym membership cost. I can never afford that! I guess the gym isn’t for me after all… Aiko came back smiling. “Good news ladies, there were last three places in the pregnant workouts and I signed in all three of us! It’s a month-long course, so we can meet here every day!” “I-I’m afraid you’ll have to count me out. The money is rather tight for me right now…” “And so are your clothes, dear.” Aiko said giggling. “Don’t worry about the money though. There’s a 75 percent discount for pregnant women! The only condition is to actually be pregnant!” “I think we’ve got it in the bag, don’t you?!” Yui laughed. What am I gonna do? How am I gonna pretend I’m pregnant for an entire month! I need to work out! And this discount is far too good to pass on. I’ll have to figure out a way. I didn’t dare to ask what the consequence of not being pregnant would be, but it was pretty clear it would mean paying the full price. The room was filled with twelve other women apart from me, Aiko and Yui, all in various stages of pregnancy. With horror I realized I was larger than all but one of the women in the room. The workout wasn’t supposed to be too hard, it was just light yoga, but with how big my gut was, I was still sweating and hurting all over. It felt really good though! Like I was finally doing something against my rising weight. Still, I was more than happy when the session finally ended. Neither Aiko, nor Yui seemed to be as tired as I felt, even though it was clearly exhausting for them as well. “I don’t know about you, but I’m starving!” Yui said, while we were leaving the gym. “Yeah, so am I!” Aiko nodded enthusiastically. “Let’s go get a meal together!” Both ladies stared at me intently, waiting for my reaction. I was starting to blush. More food sounds like a horrible idea… I took a breath to apologize, but my stomach had other ideas. It let out a loud rumble, digesting my previous large meal. “See? Your stomach agrees!” Yui giggled, mistaking the sound for a sign of hunger. Knowing I would regret it, I nodded. “Alright, let’s go.” The two women beamed at me, smiling widely. “I know the perfect place and it’s just around the corner!” Yui said with excitement. Oh no! There was only one place Yui could mean. A place that belongs to the Ebiya family, who lived across the street and who were very close friends with my family. This is gonna be so awkward… As we entered the restaurant, I tried to hide my face, staring at the floor. Maybe I can avoid recognition. The waitress doesn’t know me. As always luck was not on my side… “Zuki-san!” I heard the familiar voice, shouting my name. “H-hey Kana-chan.” I greeted the slight teen, whom I baby-sitted on multiple occasions. She used to be quite bratty, giving me a hard time when she was little, so I was taken aback seeing her working in the restaurant, helping out her family. “Wow, you’re pregnant! Who’s the lucky guy?” I turned bright red, stumbling over the words, because it had been several years since I had a serious relationship. “Y-you don’t know him, Kana-chan.” “You got to bring him here sometimes, I’d really like to meet him! Come, come. You and your friends get the best table in the house!” As it turned out the best table was a booth aside from every other table, so we could have a bit of privacy. The only issue was I could barely squeeze my wide hips between the table and the bench. I sat down heavily, my big belly slipping beneath the table and large breasts resting on top of it. Yui giggled, staring at my chest. “You’ll have some lucky b**s. They’ll never go hungry!” “I don’t know how you can handle it. I grew two cup sizes since getting pregnant and it feels like they’re always in the way! How do you manage?” I shrugged, blushing. “I guess you get used to it…” Aiko and Yui were carrying most of the conversation while I was trying to come up with a plan of how to pretend I was pregnant. Aiko and Yui seem so nice, I feel awful lying to them, but I just don’t have any other choice… Not concentrating on what I was doing I kept shoveling food into my mouth without realizing just how much I really ate. I was blind to the looks both Aiko and Yui gave me, shocked at my display of gluttony. I only realized something was wrong when I felt slight pressure on my knees. I leaned back and looked down. Oh my god! I almost shouted. For the first time in forever I was able to see a sliver of my middle through the small opening between my breasts and the desk of the table. With horror I realized that the pressure I felt was from my gut, reaching all the way to my knees. “Wow! And I thought I had a hungry baby!” Aiko said, clearly in awe. “Yeah! I’ve never seen anyone eat so much!” Yui added. Once more I turned crimson red with embarrassment, shocked at how much I could eat without even feeling hungry. Aiko and Yui rose from their seats, heading to pay for their meal. “You’re not going?” Aiko asked when she saw I wasn’t moving. “N-no.” I can’t get up now! If they saw how much larger I am, they would realize I’m not really pregnant! I looked down. I wouldn’t be able to get up if I tried! I’m stuck here! “I-I guess I need a minute.” I smiled. “Oh, we’ll wait for you then.” “No! No. I… I want to catch up with Kana-chan a little.” I lied, congratulating myself internally. “Alright, well, see you tomorrow!” She said, leaving me all alone, with my belly stuck beneath the table. “Would you like anything else, Zuki-san?” Kana-chan asked, smiling sweetly. I took a deep breath and sighed. “Can I get a bottle of sake?” “You shouldn’t drink in your condition!” “I’m not pregnant, ok?!” I almost shouted, angry at myself for how far I let it get. “I just wanted to lose some weight and look at me now! I’m fatter than ever and on top of things I misled two nice ladies into thinking I was pregnant…” Kana-chan laid her hand on my shoulder with familiarity, before turning and heading back to the kitchen. “I’ll be right back.” Kana-chan returned a minute later with a bowl of snacks, a bottle of sake and two cups. She poured a cup for me, pushing the bottle towards me. I returned the gesture, pouring a cup for her as well. “Do you want to tell me what happened?” Kana-chan asked me and to my surprise, I did. I can’t be more humiliated than I already am… *** Kana The day at work was a quiet one, which suited me perfectly. Sure, days like these could be boring at times, but they gave me plenty of time to work on my recipes. Don’t get me wrong, there was nothing wrong with my family’s recipes, but I knew I could do better. I had to do better if I was to be successful in Tokyo. My ‘experiments’ were going quite well so far, because I managed to elevate the flavor of my parents’ meals to a whole new level. There was one very apparent side effect though. Even more apparent when I saw Himiko-chan entering the kitchen. Just a couple of months ago, Himiko was your typical slight and skinny teen, much like I was. Now, after being my personal guinea pig… uhm, I mean taste-tester, she was barely able to squeeze herself into her school uniform. “We’ve got some customers, Kana-chan.” Himiko announced, bringing me out of my thoughts. I rose to my tiptoes and peeked over the half-wall separating the kitchen with the front of the restaurant. I saw three pregnant ladies, but something about one of them looked very familiar. Woah, she’s got an incredible bust! She looks even bigger than my arch-nemesis Zuki! I thought, gritting my teeth just from thinking about her. One day I’ll have my revenge! One day I’ll show her whose ramen is too salty! Nobody criticizes my cooking! Nobody! Especially not some stupid cow with udders larger than her head! “Wait a minute… that is Zuki-san!” I stared at her giant middle in disbelief. How can she be pregnant? I saw her like a month ago and she was… normal. “I’ll handle them.” I told Himiko with a malicious smile. I didn’t have a plan yet, but I knew I would come up with a way to enact my revenge! “Zuki-san!” I cried, gaining the attention of my arch-nemesis. She looked so horrified, I could barely stop myself from laughing. “H-hey Kana-chan.” Zuki-san greeted me back. “Wow, you’re pregnant! Who’s the lucky guy?” I asked and my suspicions were confirmed by the bright red spots appearing on her cheeks. “Y-you don’t know him, Kana-chan.” She said unconvincingly. “You got to bring him here sometimes, I’d really like to meet him!” I said, teasing her. “Come, come. You and your friends get the best table in the house!”  I brought the group to the table that was a bit out of the way and watched with a grin as Zuki tried to squeeze her curvaceous body into the booth. It won’t be so easy the next time. I’m gonna make sure your friends see you as the fraud you are! “There’s no way she’s pregnant!” I told Himiko after coming back to the kitchen. “That lying bitch is only pretending to be pregnant!” “Why would she do that?” Himiko asked sheepishly, knowing me too well to disagree with me openly. “Hmm… That's a really good question you raise. Why would she do that?” I tapped my fingers against my cheek thinking about it. “I don’t know, but I’m going to find out.” I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter now. Prepare yourself, Himiko, we’re doing the special today!” A maniacal laughter left my lips. “That fat bitch doesn’t even realize how many times I refilled her meal already!” This is gonna be easier than I thought! When she gets up, it will be obvious she’s just fat and not pregnant! I made sure to go to Zuki’s table as often as I could and from the bits and pieces of conversations I found out the trio signed up for pregnant yoga. Hm, maybe I could use this information to my advantage. A plan was starting to form in my mind. Yes… that could definitely work! I giggled at my genius. I almost feel bad for the fatty! Almost. The two ‘side characters’ started to rise to their feet and I could see the panic in Zuki’s eyes. Oh, it looks so sweet! I just hope she doesn’t blow her cover now. I’ll have to intervene if she tries to stand up! The two preggos turned away from Zuki and headed to me to pay for their meals. “The meal was really amazing!” said the one on the left, who I thought was Aiko. “I’m glad you enjoyed your meal.” I said with a bright smile. “Please come back anytime. Zuki-san and her friends are always welcome in our humble restaurant.” “With food this good? We’ll be back for sure!” Like the good worker I was, I accompanied those women out of the door, smiling politely all the while. When they finally left I turned to the corner where Zuki sat, failing to sneakily check the consequences of her gluttony. I grinned. You won’t be able to walk out of your flat when I’m done with you! “Would you like anything else, Zuki-san?” I asked my beautiful rival. As much as I hated her, I didn’t have an issue admitting Zuki was extraordinarily beautiful, despite being clearly overweight. If I had tits like she does, I would be world famous already... Hell, I’d probably rule the world! “Can I get a bottle of sake?” Zuki asked. “You shouldn’t drink in your condition!” “I’m not pregnant, ok?” Zuki shouted. I was shocked. Not by the information and not even by her admitting it so easily. I was shocked by her tone of absolute despair! Oh, what a sweet sweet sound for my ears it was! “I just wanted to lose some weight and look at me now! I’m fatter than ever and on top of things I misled two nice ladies into thinking I was pregnant…” Zuki covered her face with her hands. Ooh, this is almost too good! I laid my hand on her shoulder, pretending concern for her well-being, while barely able to hold in my laughter. “I’ll be right back.” I said, hoping she wouldn’t hear the glee from my voice. I rushed into the kitchen, pumping my arms victoriously. “Yes, yes, yes! This is perfect! She’s so down and I haven't even started trying yet!” “Don’t you think you’re overdoing it? She looks devastated!” Himiko pointed out. “Are you trying to talk back to me?!” I cried in anger. “Maybe you would prefer it if I made you my test subject again!” Himiko looked terrified. “N-no! I’m sorry!” “You will be sorry if you ever try to speak on her behalf!” I pierced her through with a gaze. “Hand me a bottle of sake and some snacks!” I commanded. “So, you were right, she’s not pregnant.” Himiko said almost sadly. “Of course, I was right! I’m always right! You weren’t questioning me, were you?” I asked, raising my eyebrow. “N-No! Of course not!” She cried, whiter than the wall. I grinned. How I love when she squirms in fear before me! I took the bottle Himiko was handing me and two cups. It was already getting quite late, unbelievable how long those three harpies managed to stuff their faces, and I knew Himiko could handle any stray customer on her own. I sat down across the table from Zuki and filled her cup with sake. Then I pushed the bottle towards her and waited until she poured me some sake as well. Zuki might have been only a customer, but pouring sake for yourself was still rude. “Do you want to tell me what happened?” I listened carefully to what Zuki, whose speech was more and more influenced by alcohol, had to say. I was searching for ways to use the knowledge against her, but in the end, it wasn’t difficult to come up with a plan. “What can I do?! I can either pay the full price, which I can’t afford, or I can keep pretending I’m pregnant!” Zuki said, before leaning forward, resting her head on top of her own breasts. “And I don’t even know how I could do that.” She said, the sound muffled by her boobs. A mischievous grin appeared on my face. “I may have an idea. You could come here every day and I would let you eat just enough to appear pregnant.” Zuki raised her head, obviously having a hard time concentrating. “That could work!” She shouted with excitement. Then she went gloomy again. “I don’t have the money to eat here every day…” “Don’t worry about that! It’s on the house. After all, you are my friend Zuki-san!” Zuki’s eyes were filling with tears. ** and emotional, she grabbed me and pulled me face first into her cleavage. “You’re the best Kana-chan!” “Oof, she’s so heavy!” Himiko complained. We both had one of Zuki’s arms around our shoulders, dragging the ** fatty to her home. “And I thought getting her out of the booth was the difficult part…” Himiko had a point. Zuki was so bloated, it took us a good half an hour to squeeze her out. I was in awe of how huge her gut became. She’s got enormous capacity. I thought, over the moon, from knowing just how much easier it would make to fulfill my plan. I can’t wait to see the helpless blob she’s bound to become! Elated by the thought I would finally have my revenge, Zuki suddenly didn’t feel as heavy as she really was.

Chapter 3 I clutched my stomach with both of my hands and I could feel it vibrate beneath my fingers. Never in my life have I felt such hunger as I did at this moment. With horror I realized it was only half past three and there was still so much time remaining until breakfast. The pain in my stomach is unbearable! I need to eat something immediately! I jumped out of my bed and rushed towards the kitchen to ransack whatever was left there after the dinner and Natalie’s midnight ‘snack’. Suddenly Natalie’s eating made so much more sense, now that I felt the hunger pangs on my own. I tried to stop myself to think, but all I could think about was how hungry I was. I ran down the stairs, almost falling in my hurry. Finally I got inside the kitchen and… all I wanted to do was to crumble on the floor and start crying. Natalie was faster. The huge feast mum prepared for her apparently wasn’t enough and now she sat there with a hugely bloated gut, surrounded by empty wrappings. Every single cabinet in the kitchen was wide open and cleaned out of anything edible and so was the fridge. Natalie didn’t even notice I was there, until my stomach released an angry sounding growl. Natalie stared in confusion at her own massively expanded stomach for a couple of seconds, before she raised her head and noticed me. “Oh, hey sis!” Her mouth moved into an excited smile. “Sorry, beat you to it.” She giggled, patting her gut. “You ate everything?!” I roared in a mixture of anger and disbelief. “Yep!” Natalie said as if it was the most normal thing ever and smiled her gorgeous smile, either not realizing I was angry, or deciding to ignore it. I shook my head and clutched my stomach again, when it hit me with another spasm. What am I going to do?! In a desperate attempt I pulled out my phone and started to look online for any place where I could get anything to eat. I almost cried out with joy when I found an all-you-can-eat buffet that was open non-stop. It was about a half an hour ride, so I grabbed dad’s car keys and started heading toward the front door. “Where are you going?” Natalie asked. “To get something to eat.” I growled, not even slowing down. “You know you’re still in your undies, right?” Natalie giggled. I looked at my almost naked body and groaned, blushing only slightly. I ran to my room and put on the first pieces of clothing I could find. When I left my room, my body was covered in sweatpants and a tube top that was a little tight even before I left, my larger clothes apparently ended up in Natalie’s closet. My big boobs (fuck you, Natalie) were spilling out of the top, creating a very nice cleavage that made me feel a bit better about my figure. I started going down the stairs and I found out Natalie was waiting for me below the stairs, wearing a night robe that was large enough to cover even her bloated form. It hit me once again just how much taller than me she was, when I had to look up, even though I was still standing one stair above her. Hell, I’d swear she’s even taller than she was a couple hours ago! “Would you mind if I tag along?” Natalie asked, her face innocence personified. “I’m still a bit hungry.” I frowned. “You’re still hungry after eating all that?!” Natalie nodded. “I've just been so ravenous ever since I started taking two vitamins a day.” My stomach growled, reminding me just how ravenous I was even after the single pill. I can’t imagine how hungry she must get! “Uh, sure. You can come with me.” I said, faking a smile. The last thing she needs is more food… Natalie giggled and jumped up with joy, sending her ginormous breasts into motion. I stared at her wobbling endowments, feeling nothing but envy. Natalie turned around and started heading towards our front door. “Uhm, shouldn’t you get dressed first?” I asked, watching how her robe hugged her every curve. Natalie shrugged. “This is the only thing that fits me now.” I let out a sigh. “Alright… let’s go then.” Natalie could barely fit in the car. Even though the front seat was as far back as it went, her belly kept bumping against the front desk. It took a couple attempts to get her seat belt on, but once she succeeded, there was nothing that could keep me from getting food any longer. I stomped the pedal to the floor and soon we were flying through the empty streets. What was deemed to be a half an hour ride took us just little over ten minutes. We pulled into a parking lot and stepped out of the car. “Oh, look!” Natalie cried. “That’s the doctor’s office across the street! I thought the way here seemed familiar.” I nodded. I’m definitely paying him a visit some time soon. But now I’m getting food! The buffet seemed deserted, which was not surprising considering what time of the day it was. Or rather what time of the night. The only other person inside was a young looking waitress who looked bored to tears, staring at her cellphone. She raised her head when we entered, blinking a couple times, unable to hide her surprise that someone actually came in at this hour. She yawned before heaving herself up to her feet. She stepped around the counter and started walking slowly towards us. I was surprised by how… eh, curvy she was. She looked very skinny while she sat behind the counter, her upper half slight and petite. I would have never expected her lower half to be so thick. I stared in fascination as her small waist flared out into her huge hips… I’ve never seen anyone with such a waist-to-hip ratio. “Hi!” She greeted us with a smile, waddling towards us as fast as her thick thighs allowed her. “Hey… I don’t want to be rude, eh… Stephanie,” I said, looking at her name tag, “but I’m really starving! Can I just pay the fee and skip the pleasantries?” Stephanie’s smile faded a little. “Sure thing… together, or separately?” “Together.” I said, pulling out my phone to pay. After I paid, we moved to get us some food without any further delay. All that mattered was to fill my stomach as soon as possible. I started stacking up my plate without care about what I was putting there. Once I had filled both plates on my tray, I walked to the table closest to the food, where Natalie was already digging into her own massive portion of food. I started eating as soon as my butt hit the chair, gobbling down food as quickly as I could. Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew the food was lukewarm and barely satisfactory, but in my hunger, it all tasted deliciously. Faster than I deemed possible, I was licking my first plate clean. It did little to alleviate my hunger though. “Can I offer you anything to drink?” Startled, I raised my head, finding Stephanie standing at our table. Too focused on eating I didn’t even notice she came over. “Uh, sure. I’ll have a coke. Thanks.” I looked across the table to see that Natalie could have been on a different planet. “And she’s gonna have a coke as well. Thank you.” “Alright, two cokes. I’ll be right back.” Stephanie smiled and started to walk away. I couldn’t help but stare at her ass as she did so. It was so huge! Despite its size, it looked shaped to perfection. Damn! I’m usually a boob girl, but… goddamn that ass looks incredible! Watching her derriere, clad in skin tight yoga pants, wobbling with every step was so hypnotizing it almost made me forget about food. I frowned as another hunger pang bit my middle and again I started to devour food like there was no tomorrow. I lost count of how many times I went for a refill and frankly, I think it’s better not to know how much I ate. I leaned back in my chair, staring at my massively bloated gut. It was surreal. I looked full term pregnant and I still felt like I could eat some more. My stomach may not have been perfectly flat before, but this was insane. The painful hunger was gone and I thought it was about time for us to leave. I was so occupied with myself I didn’t really notice Natalie until now. Now I looked across the table and my jaw almost hit the floor. Unlike me, Natalie was still eating with a gusto of a starving wolf, despite all that she ate before we even got here. And it was showing. In her gluttony, she lost all of her self control and, apparently, any concept of shame. The night robe was no longer large enough to contain her gargantuan stomach and so she sat there with it undone, showing everything she hid beneath. Well, not everything. Fortunately she still wore the inadequate pajamas underneath. Still, half of her breasts were left uncovered though. Then there was her middle… I could hardly find words to describe what I saw. I’ve never seen a belly that was anywhere near the size of my sister’s. I couldn’t quite comprehend that it really was my little sister sitting across from me. “N-Natalie?” I said, my voice quivering. She stopped eating, turning her gorgeous face towards me. “You need to stop!” “Why?” She asked, puzzled. “I’m not sure if you can fit in the car as it is…” Natalie stared at me as if she didn’t understand what I was telling her. Then she looked down at her body. “Oh… Oops!” How could she not notice?! I opened my mouth to say something and then closed it again. How could I fail to notice?! I asked myself, even though I knew the answer. I was so focused on eating, I couldn’t even see her until now. That’s not normal! Those ‘vitamins’ aren’t normal. I’m gonna have a nice chat with the doctor and I’m gonna end this… this madness! This is so surreal! I thought, pulling my sister to her feet. I thought Natalie looked huge after dinner, but now… Now her gut was at least twice that size. It was unbelievable! Except I could see it with my own eyes. It came as a pleasant surprise to see that Natalie remained quite mobile, despite the circumstances. I, on the other hand, felt really heavy. I definitely wasn’t used to carrying so much food inside my stomach. Somehow we made it back to the car and that was where the moment of truth lay. Now… How do we get Natalie inside? “Don’t worry, I’ve been in this situation before.” Natalie said casually, smiling. “Could you open the rear door for me?” I did as I asked and then I could only watch as Natalie started backing into the backseat. Slowly, but surely, Natalie’s large body was disappearing inside the car, until even her massive gut was safely tucked in. I sighed a big sigh of relief and closed the door behind her. Sitting down in the driver’s seat I was shocked to find out my own belly was barely an inch from touching the steering wheel. As soon as we pulled into our driveway, I started to feel the consequences of the long flight and the restless night. I yawned before stepping out of the car and headed to help Natalie to get out as well. Fortunately, she didn’t need my help at all. Because of my sudden exhaustion, I wasn’t in a state to help anyone. I didn’t really remember walking to my room, or taking off my clothes. All I remembered was collapsing into my bed. When I woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky. My stomach growled and I frowned. The unbearable hunger was back. So… the ‘vitamin’ is still working, huh? I should better get something to eat soon. I really didn’t want to get up, because I felt as if I was run over by a train. The miserable long flight and the strange night that followed were taking its toll on me even now. With horror I recalled how big my stomach got and breathed out a big sigh of relief when I found it wasn’t any bigger than this time yesterday. As I was touching it, it let another growl. I sighed. I really should get something to eat. Unwillingly I rolled off the bed and rose to my aching feet. I felt as if I aged thirty years overnight, feeling so heavy and out of balance. Wait a second, something’s not right! My chest wasn’t this heavy yesterday. I looked down at my body. My tits weren’t this big yesterday! I could barely believe my eyes, staring at my breasts that were spilling out of the cups of my bra. Seems like I don’t have Fs anymore… I reached behind my back and unclasped the bra, letting the outgrown piece of clothing fall to the ground. Goddamn, they look awesome! My smile faded. It’s those ‘vitamins’! I’ll have to show mum what they did to me! I made three steps towards the door out of my room before I stopped myself. She wouldn’t believe it, would she? I need to have a word with that ‘doctor’ first. My stomach let out another growl. “You sure are loud today.” I said, placing my hand on my middle. “I’ll take a shower and then we’ll fill you up as much as you want to, ok?” My stomach settled as if it understood me. Good, now that shower… I sighed with pleasure as the warm stream was cleansing my tense body. It felt as if I was on the edge ever since I met Natalie at the airport and now my body finally relaxed, loosening its muscles. I couldn’t resist touching my larger bosom. It wasn’t a huge difference, but it filled me with joy regardless. The last day was hard on my psyche. Never in my life would I believe that Natalie would outgrow me, yet here we were. I felt so inadequate next to her goddess-like figure… It might have been only a cup size to tighten the gap, but it made me feel so much better. I lifted them up and a little pool started to form on top of them. They’re not just bigger, they feel a lot fuller as well! They haven't had such great shape ever since I outgrew my D cup bras… No wonder Natalie can’t resist taking the pills. I kinda want to take another as well… No! This is wrong and it has to end right now! Cleaned up, I emerged from the bathroom and started putting on clothes. Pulling up my panties, I realized they felt a bit tighter than I was used to, but it couldn’t have been much of a difference, so I decided to ignore it for now. My too small bras were out of the question, so I just put on a large t-shirt and went braless. I finished my attire with a pair of shorts. I smiled at my reflection. Despite everything that happened yesterday, it finally dawned on me that I was home in my own room. Home! My smile grew wider. I’m at home and in a good mood and nothing is going to ruin it for me. Ready for the day I headed downstairs. My good mood lasted about half a second of coming downstairs as it was abruptly ruined by the sight of Natalie. Natalie was sitting at the table, stuffing her face, already looking like she was carrying twins. That however wasn’t what ruined my mood. The look at her chest did that for me. Her giant tits were on full display. I wouldn’t mind that either though. The fact that her boobs were visibly larger than yesterday was where my issues lay. I may have grown a cup size overnight, but she grew at least three…

Part 10 With the last swallow I breathed out and rolled on my back. My belly was towering above me, crushing my insides with all the pizza I managed to devour. It hurt, but for some reason I enjoyed the feeling. I wonder if it’s what it would feel like to have Becca on top of me… With nothing but desire I looked over where my ridiculously top heavy best friend sat with her wondrous bosom on full display. Becca isn’t just my best friend… she’s my girlfriend as well! I reminded myself, smiling. God, I’m lucky! I watched Becca biting into her lower lip, her gaze gliding across my gargantuan middle. “Wanna touch the fatty?” I asked with a grin. “Come closer then.” Becca giggled. “Don’t mind if I do.” She said and leaned forward. Moving on all four, she slowly made her way to where I was pinned down by my own gluttony. I watched her mighty breasts as they wobbled from side to side with her every move. I chuckled. “It’s just a matter of time before you’ll have to drag them along the ground, if you keep growing like this!” Becca looked down at her breasts, reaching below her elbows. “I’m getting quite huge, aren’t I?” She giggled and looked at my massive gut. “Guess that makes two of us!” She sat down again, right next to me this time, and placed her hand on top of the mountain filled with an unreasonably large amount of food. “How are you feeling? Are you alright?” Becca asked, starting to massage my middle with her hand. “I feel great actually!” I said. “A bit stuffed, but… that‘s hardly new for me.” “I’m glad you’re alright. I was kinda worried to see you struggle.” Becca said. “It’s weird though.” “What’s weird?” I asked, confused. “It’s just… you’re not even at your biggest! I’ve seen you eat more than you did today. I thought you wanted to eat more than you ever did, but you’re done already.” Becca said with disappointment in her voice. I looked at my belly. It’s true I’ve been bigger before… But I really do feel full! “Just give me some time to digest and I’ll be ready to continue. We still got a lot of time.” Becca smiled brightly. “That’s what I wanted to hear! Good thing I’ve ordered us some lunch while you were gobbling down the last pizza! You better prepare your tastebuds for burgers because there’ll be quite a few coming your way!” I stared at my shorter friend in disbelief. “Don’t worry, they should be here in an hour. And I’m going to eat with you this time. Besides, I have some really fun ideas about what to do in the meantime…” Becca crawled closer, pressing her lips against mine. I’ve created a monster! I thought, before fully succumbing to the passion. Becca cupped my breasts with her small hands and giggled. “They’re so small!” She said, placing one of her hands beneath her own breast. “Just look at the difference! They’re barely larger than my areolas… It’s so cute!” I blushed with embarrassment, staring at Becca’s huge bosom with a mixture of envy and lust. I extended my hands and grabbed her right breast into my hands. She’s so huge! I can’t even cover one of her breasts, using my both hands! I squeezed her nipple between my thumbs and Becca gasped. “They’re so sensitive… Do it again!” I didn’t need any further encouragement, the look of bliss in Becca’s eyes was more than enough. I squeezed again and again, noticing her nipple went harder and more pronounced. Becca moaned with pleasure before pressing her lips against mine, her heavy breasts pressing down on my chest with their full weight. They’re so heavy! I thought, finding myself unable to fully breathe, forced to take in only shallow breaths. I bit Becca’s full lower lip, forcing a muffled giggle out of her. “Oh. You’re a very naughty girl, aren’t you?” Becca said with a playful grin on her lips. “Now, why don’t you try it with my nipple!” She smiled, pushing one of her boobs to my face. I blushed and opened my mouth to say something in my defense. I never got the chance though as Becca’s nipple entered my mouth as soon as I opened it. If her tits felt heavy against my chest, they felt so much heavier pressing down on my face. It was nearly impossible to breathe with her nipple filling my mouth and the soft flesh of her breast covering my nose. It would have been awful, if it didn’t feel so great at the same time. Suffocation suddenly doesn’t seem like such a bad fate… I bit into her nipple, hearing her moan with utter pleasure, but after half a minute, the lack of oxygen was starting to get to me. Letting go of her nipple I pushed her aside, with my engorged middle landing on top of her much more slender one. “Oof.” Air escaped Becca’s lips. “Fuck! And I thought my tits were heavy!” “I-I’m sorry.” I said, gasping for air. “I couldn’t breathe. And they are heavy as fuck! Now I see why you’re a little hunched down…” “Wait, am I?” Becca asked, surprised. “A little.” I nodded. “It’s why it looks like you have rolls on your belly. I think you’re skinnier than you think!” “Definitely skinnier than you are!” Becca giggled. “But seriously now, can you move this thing? I’m getting squashed here!” “Oops, sorry!” I pulled back, letting Becca from underneath my belly, but still remaining on my side. “So now that you felt the weight of this gut on your own, do you really think I should continue eating?” “Hell yeah!” Becca said, rolling on her side as well. “You still seem pretty mobile to me and we’re not done until you’re not. You wanted me to roll you home and that’s what we’re doing.” My eyes widened. She’s crazy! But then I started to imagine myself with a belly that big, filled with inhuman amounts of food and I felt something else. It was turning me on! I clasped my legs together. Why is this turning me on?! I don’t want to be so big I couldn’t move anymore, do I? I’m doing it to make Kurt angry! I’m doing it to screw that bitch Mrs. Pecker! I won’t lie, it does feel amazing to be full to the brim, but not like this! “Are you ok? You don’t have to eat more if you don’t want to.” Becca said with concern in her eyes. “You know I wouldn’t force you into something you don’t want to do…” I smiled. “Get your phone and start ordering! Burgers won’t be nearly enough!” I commanded. “Hmm. On second thought, it can wait a little. In the meantime there are some other things I would just love to bite into…” Becca lay on her side, her head propelled by her hand. I could only stare at her in awe, once more realizing just how stunning she looked. For once I’m not talking about her breasts… not just about them anyway. While her middle was soft and you could ‘pinch an inch’ it was still relatively flat, especially when comparing with her unbelievably full chest. But that’s also not what I was thinking about while staring at her perfectly gorgeous face. I couldn’t find a single flaw if I tried! Her sparkling eyes, her cute nose, her lovely full lips… she was the embodiment of perfection. “Someone promised biting and now she’s just staring at me with her mouth open!” Becca giggled, making her humongous chest jiggle. I blushed. “Sorry… I still kinda can’t believe how gorgeous you are.” Now it was time for her to blush. “I’m not. You’re prettier!” “Yeah, right. You should let your sight get checked.” “I’m serious!” I smiled. While I didn’t believe Becca for a second, it was still a nice thing to hear. “I know you don’t believe me, but I mean it when I tell you you’re the most attractive person I’ve met. You are pretty! But you’re so much more than just a pretty face. You do what you want, not caring about what people will think about you. You’re yourself! You never pretend you’re something that you’re not! Do you remember the first day we started talking? Can you remember what a mess I was back then? I would be nothing without you! From that first day I needed you more than anything in the world! I never stopped being afraid that you would just ditch me and leave me on my own!” Becca was starting to tear up. “You saved me! You’re saving me every day you’re there for me!” Becca wiped away the tears streaming down her cheeks. “I needed you too.” My eyes were filling up with tears as well. I closed them and for a moment I was back in that day. *** I heard laughter and I knew it was aimed at me. I was the fat girl, the butt of all jokes. I tried to be strong, pretending it didn’t bother me, but every word aimed at my weight, every biting remark, it was all there, welled up inside me and eating at my soul. I couldn’t wait to get home and eat. And eat! Gobbling down everything I could get my hands on. There was nothing I wanted more than going home and cleaning up the fridge, even though I knew it would only make things worse in the long run. It’s so unbearable! I don’t even have any friends, only people laughing at this belly! As if fate struck at that moment, a girl entered the classroom. The girl, Rebecca, like me, didn't have any friends. I watched her making her way to a desk in the corner of the room. When I first saw her I was sure she would be one of the popular girls, but I guess she was too pretty for her sake. She was absolutely stunning with her gorgeous face and long black hair falling down to her skinny waist. The bitch club was apparently too envious and could never accept her, so she was always on her own with her books. It’s quite frightening how much she changed in the past two months. Rebecca looked like a completely different person. She lost at least ten pounds, which on her short stature made a massive difference. Mostly because unlike me she didn’t have ten pounds to lose in the first place. It was as if she was disappearing before our eyes, yet nobody went to do anything about it. Even her once lovely hair was now all messy and full of tangles. I could only wonder when was the last time it saw a brush. I stood up before I even realized what I was doing. Gathering up all the fake confidence I could muster I walked to Rebecca’s desk. I took a deep breath and said: “Hey... Rebecca, right?” She looked up from her book and gazed at me. The look she gave me might haunt me to the end of my days. She looked dead inside! I have no other words to describe it. “Becca.” She said, in a voice barely louder than a whisper. “Ok, Becca. Isn’t it weird how we’re in the same class, yet we barely know each other's name?” Becca nodded. “My name’s Liz.” I said, offering her a handshake, which she hesitantly accepted. Geez, her hands are only a little more than bones! “Would you mind if I sat there?” I asked, pointing at the free chair next to her. “N-no. Go ahead.” I sat down next to Becca and smiled at her, but I received no reaction. “What are you reading there? Oh, ‘The Dragon’s Curse’? I loved that book when I was younger!” I exclaimed. Becca’s mouth twitched as if she tried to smile, but couldn’t remember how. “I-it’s my favorite.” “That’s so cool! I never met anyone else who knew it!” This time she did smile, though it never reached her eyes, remaining emotionless. The bell rang, announcing the start of the class, meaning Mrs. Pecker would be coming in at any second. I rolled my eyes at the thought. Mrs. Pecker hated me for some reason and so she was picking on me whenever she could. She was nothing more than a bully and I had enough bullies in my life as it was. Now she rushed into the classroom, shouting from the very start. “Open your textbooks at page 57 and… Mr. Phillips, are you telling me you still didn’t bother to get one? You’re getting an F! Anyone else, who doesn’t have a textbook? Mr. Donovan, you’re getting an F as well!” “Geez! If Pecker was any bitchier, she would be taken in by an animal shelter!” I didn’t think I said anything particularly funny, but Becca smirked and then she started laughing. I never heard her laugh before and hearing it now, so rich and melodic, it was quite possibly the nicest sound I ever heard. “Did I say something funny, Miss Parker?” “N-no.” Becca shook her head. “Would you like to share with the class, Miss Williams?” “Not particularly, no.” I said, undaunted. Mrs. Pecker was staring me down, clearly angry I wouldn’t tremble before her. “Pack your things and move your fat ass to your usual desk!” The rest of the class started laughing and I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks. Hearing something like that from a teacher was almost too much for me. With the remnants of my hurt pride I stood up and walked to my desk, determined not to give them the pleasure of seeing me in tears. I spent the lesson pondering whether I should keep trying to befriend Becca. On one hand she seemed lonely and depressed, but on the other why would she want to be friends with a fatty like me? I unwrapped a chocolate bar and stuffed it into my mouth, after making sure Pecker wouldn’t see it. Why would anyone want to be friends with me? The bell rang and I still hadn’t made my decision, but as it turned out, I didn’t have to. A bony hand touched my shoulder. “L-Liz.” Becca said in a fragile voice. “Would you mind if I sat here with you?” Once again hiding behind my mask of confidence I smiled at her. “Not at all!” *** “I don’t think I would muster the courage to go to you again. I was so convinced you wouldn’t want to be my friend…” “But… you seemed so sure of yourself! You didn’t care when people were teasing you!” “I wasn’t.” I let out a sigh. “Back then I was lonely and miserable. When I saw you having a hard time, I thought we could help each other out! If I knew what I would get in return, I would be trying to befriend you as soon as I first saw you! I pretended to be ok with myself… You’re the only reason why I really am ok with being fat!” At least most of the time… I thought. A smile appeared on Becca’s lips. “Without you, I wouldn’t be here at all!” “Don’t be silly, you’d be alright!” I said, poking her breast. “This isn’t a matter to joke about!” Becca’s smile widened. “You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s just you’ve become such a central figure in my life! The biggest positive.” “I am pretty big!” I giggled, patting my oversized middle. Becca giggled as well, her eyes sparkling. “I won’t argue with that!” She leaned forward, placing her hands on my bulging gut. “You’re my big beautiful girl and I wouldn’t trade you for anything in the world.” She said, pressing her soft lips against mine. Becca’s lips felt so good against mine. Sadly, as all good things always had to, our kiss came to an end when her phone started to ring, announcing our burgers had arrived. “I’ll be right back.” Becca said, putting on her shirt once more. I watched Becca’s figure walking away and I frowned, going back in my mind to her remark about not being here at all. Somewhere deep inside I knew she was dead serious. A chill passed over my spine, biting into the very core of my being. Her smile never reached her eyes!

Back in 2014 I started writing my first story. That story is Kate and Jenny. Recently I revised everything I wrote so far,editing the most horrible grammar mistakes I made and so I decided to post it here. It is the first 30 chapters of the story and I hope you'll enjoy them. https://docs.google.com/document/d/179wNDvhEhsSbm8GHE8BuKAEREhYk1kAsXh3nDv8YKVg/edit?usp=sharing

Part 9 The door to my room was thrown open. Shocked, I tried to sit up, but was stopped by the weight and size of my still heavily bloated middle. My mother, who stood in the door, was an image of personified rage. I’ve never seen anyone this angry, let alone my usually calm mother! “I asked you one thing! Just one thing and what do you do?! You do the exact opposite!” My mom yelled, an angry vein popping up on her brow. Still half asleep I tried to sit up again, failing once more. “Look at yourself! You’re getting so fat, you can’t even get up anymore!” “I’m sorry.” I whimpered, tears starting to fill my eyes. “I was just so hungry…” “Hungry?! Do you not realize how much you’re eating?!” She walked to the bed, where I was pinned down by my massive gut, laying her hand on it. “Honey,” she said, her voice softening. “This isn’t normal. Why are you doing this to yourself, huh?” I shrugged. “I just love eating.” I said weakly, tears rolling down my cheeks. “It feels good.” My mom sighed. “You can’t go on like this. It’s not healthy. I don’t want to restrict you, but… this has to end! One way or the other.” “No.” I sobbed. “I would be much happier if you'd decided to diet on your own but… It is for your good.” My mom said, walking away. She stopped as if remembering something. “Also, you’re grounded.” She said, closing the door behind her. “No, no, no!” I buried my face into the pillow, crying myself back to sleep. I woke up again about an hour later to the sound of my groaning stomach. Groggy and puffy eyed from both, sleep and crying, I rolled out of my bed and onto my feet. “Geez! I’m enormous!” I cried out, once again shocked how big I was becoming. Or rather how big my gut was becoming, as it seemed like the only body part affected by the recent gain. Every day I wake up larger than the day before… mom’s right, this is not normal. Why does it feel so right then? My stomach let out another hungry growl. I won’t stop! I won’t let my mother decide how much I can eat! I glanced at my ridiculous side profile in the mirror and giggled. “I’m starting to look overdue and I haven't even eaten yet!” Not bothering with putting on clothes I left my room, determined to let my mother know I won’t let her control my eating. I’ll move to dad's if I have to! God knows I’ve been thinking about it ever since Kurt moved here. “Mom?” I called out, but silence was all the reply I got. I made my way through the living room to the kitchen, only to find both rooms empty, leaving home alone. I smiled to myself. At least I won’t be judged for how big my breakfast is gonna be. My smile faded when I opened the fridge. It’s empty?! But our fridge is never empty! I shoved the door closed and started rummaging through cupboards, finding nothing edible at all. “No, no, no!” I yelped. “I’m going to starve to death!” I waddled back to my room as fast as my big belly allowed me, opening every single one of my secret stashes, but all I found was a single bag of chips and two chocolate bars. Unfortunately I’ve become rather effective with disposing of my snacks and haven't resupplied them in a while. It took me about ten seconds to stuff both chocolate bars into my mouth. Then I tore the bag of chips open and with quick, efficient moves I emptied it as well. My stomach let out an unsatisfied groan as it was used to much larger meals then this tiny snack was. I went back to the kitchen finding out that in my panic I completely missed a croissant and a little note, lying on the table. One, single, pathetic croissant. I inhaled it in like three seconds, only provoking my stomach to demand more. I grabbed the note and read it. ‘Went shopping, I’ll be back for lunch. You’re grounded, don’t go anywhere!’ I crumbled the note and threw it away. “What the hell is she thinking?!” I almost shouted. I’m an adult, she can’t stop me! I won’t stay here for another minute! I thought, full of resolve, stomping back to my room. Putting on clothes took me much longer than a minute. For once it wasn’t because I couldn’t fit into them, although the stretchy shirt was a bit tighter than I would prefer and my pants were digging into my middle. The real reason why it took me so much time was that with a belly as big as mine was, putting on socks really turned out to be way more difficult than one might think. And so was tying up my shoelaces… Once I was fully clothed, I texted Becca to meet with me sooner than we originally planned and headed for the door. As it turned out I left just in time, because as soon as I locked the door behind me, I heard familiar voices climbing up the stairs. Luckily for me, the elevator was on my floor and so I rushed inside as fast as my rotund body allowed me. It felt like an eternity before the little cabin finally started to move down and I breathed out a big sigh of relief knowing I wouldn’t be caught, when it did move at last. I was angry. Too angry to answer my vibrating phone. My mother wasn’t the one I blamed however. This whole thing is Kurt’s fault! It got to be! Mom would never try to control me like this! I’m going to show him! Show them! I’m gonna eat more than I ever did before! I lay my hand on my already huge belly. “Let’s see how much food we can cram inside of you.” My first stop was a bakery so I could finally get a proper breakfast. I… I’m kinda embarrassed how much money I left there. Let’s just say that the huge amount of pastries I had yesterday would have seemed insignificant next to how much I got today. I could barely carry it out of the shop. With my hands full with bags upon bags filled with pastries I headed to the nearby park, where we were supposed to meet with Becca. Bottom first, I let my body fall onto the bench that groaned under the impact, covering its entire length with either my posterior or with paper bags full of pastries. The large part was covered by the pastries, but I couldn’t not notice that my bum felt a bit softer than it used to. Not even my belly could steal all the calories for itself. I thought, taking a big bite out of a doughnut. Pastry after pastry, bag after bag, I moved through my breakfast, that would have been big enough for a dozen guys. Every time my phone vibrated with either a call or a message from my mom, my resolve to eat was strengthened. Not that it needed any help in the first place. Most of the bags were empty before I spotted the familiar figure, bouncing her way towards me. I almost forgot to stuff my face, watching her boobs heaving up and down with each step, obviously free of their usual prison. The view was stunning even from afar and it only got better the nearer she came to me. She even tried to use her hands to reduce the jiggling of her assets, but it did little to help, mostly because her hands were full of bags. With a cinnamon roll in hand I lazily waved at the blue haired beauty coming my way, realizing just how lucky I was to have her. Is it just me, or do her boobs really look extra huge today? And that's saying something... “Hey!” I mumbled, my mouth full with the aforementioned cinnamon roll that magically disappeared from my hand. “Hey, I see you’ve been busy.” Becca said, looking at the numerous empty bags, lying by my side. “You could say that.” I nodded, my sight glued to her bosom. “Seems like someone forgot her bra.” “It’s more that someone’s largest bra was squeezing the very life out of her! I had a massive growth spurt overnight!” “Yeah, I can tell. I thought so even from afar but… damn you look massive up close!” Becca placed her hand on my lap-filling belly and kissed me. “You don’t look so small yourself.” She said giggling, when our lips parted. “What did you do last night?” I sighed. “I finally went too overboard even for my mom.” I sighed before telling Becca exactly what had happened leading up to this. “So what are you going to do? Are you going to cut back?” “Cut back?! Does it look like I’m cutting back? No! I’m going to eat as much as I possibly can! More than ever before! You’re gonna have to roll me to get me home afterwards!” I giggled. Becca grinned. “That sounds like it’s gonna be lots of fun!” “Definitely!” I smiled. “I guess we’ll have to postpone the picnic though…” “Not necessarily.” Becca said, putting down her large backpack. She opened it and pulled out some blankets. “We could set it up over there,” she pointed at the trees along the pathway. "There's a clear patch of green grass behind those trees, so no one would see us there. And we can order food to deliver here.” “Not that I don’t like it, but you know how much I can eat. That would be way too expensive!” “Don’t worry about that.” Becca waved her hand. “It's my treat.” I stared at her with my mouth wide open. “When did you get rich?” Becca blushed. “I- I worked through the summer.” She stuttered. “And I’m not rich, I just want to spoil my big girl a little.” She said smiling, patting my big gut. There’s something she’s not telling me. I thought, but decided to let it go. I won’t argue though when it gets my stomach filled. Becca set up the blankets and I sat down heavily with a silent oof. Damn, I’m fat! I thought, my chunky thighs buried underneath my heavy belly. I’m not even sure if I can get up on my own! “I’m gonna start ordering food, in the meantime, you should start chewing.” Becca commanded, tossing me one of the bags she carried with her. I peeked inside the bag, finding pastries from her own trip to the bakery. Since when is she so determined to stuff me silly? I took a big bite off of the bearclaw I pulled out of the bag. I’m not complaining though! By the sound of it, Becca started by ordering pizza. I didn’t pay too much attention though, focusing on watching the blue haired bombshell instead. I still could barely believe just how beautiful she was! And that of all people she chose me! What does she see in me? Stop it, Liz! I stopped this train of thoughts, before it could leave the station, knowing it would only lead to self loathing. I went back to admire Becca’s figure, while chewing dutifully. My eyes were irresistibly drawn to her humongous, fantastically shaped breasts, bouncing around in her too tight shirt, stretching the black fabric to its limits. She wears black, yet she still looks huge! Becca’s middle was out in the open, showing a bit of softness to it and her cute round butt was hugged by scandalously short mini shorts, leaving her smooth legs uncovered. Why would this goddess settle for a whale like me?! Again the little doubt crawled into my thoughts. She’s with me, because I’m worth it! I silenced my doubts and rewarded myself with a cupcake, the last pastry I had. Becca finished ordering and sat down next to me. “All done, huh? Well, the pizza should be here in half an hour... Until then, we’re gonna have to find some other fun.” She said, then she leaned forward, her perfect breasts pushing against my arm. “And I think I know just what to do.” Becca whispered sensually into my ear, before planting a kiss on my lips. Becca grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, revealing my pale middle in its full, globular glory. My heart was beating faster with both fear and excitement. “What if anyone sees us?” I yelped in terror. “What if-“ Becca put a finger on my lips to stop me from talking. “Shh… No one comes here. Even if they did, they wouldn’t see us from the patio, because of those trees and bushes.” She said calmly, before grabbing her own top and pulling it over her head as well. Wow! I thought, staring at her impossibly full, tear shaped wonders. Becca smirked. “You like what you see?” I nodded, too fascinated to speak. “Good! Now be a good girl and grab them for me!” I obeyed without hesitation, my dreams coming true. My mind went foggy, clouded by arousal. I squeezed the soft flesh as I longed for so long, brushing my thumbs over her erect nipples. Becca moaned softly. “They’re so sensitive these days.” She breathed out. “I-“ She was interrupted with a much louder moan, coming out of her perfect lips. Using my superior weight I pushed her on her back, pinning her down with my large belly. Even on her back, her boobs looked gigantic, sloshing like liquid, resting against her chin. All too soon Becca’s phone started to ring, announcing our pizza had arrived. For once I wasn’t too thrilled about having more food to eat. Don’t get me wrong, I was still thrilled, just not as much as I usually was. It was sad to see how Becca hid her exquisite endowments inside her undersized shirt. Becca too looked at me with remorse in her eyes, before she started to walk away, with only her wonderful smell lingering on. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes. With my eyes closed I could almost feel her soft, full lips on my own, her delicate touch on my belly, her perfect breasts overflowing the palms of my hands. I opened my eyes again, watching her curvy figure walking away. Becca, knowing fully well I was watching her, gave her lovely derriére an extra sway with every step she took. I’m so obsessed with her tits I almost forget how great her ass is! I could barely believe what I was seeing. Burdened with boxes upon boxes, Becca struggled to walk. She couldn’t possibly see over the large tower of pizza boxes, she somehow managed to pick up. With a lot of effort, I managed to pull myself to my feet and waddled towards Becca, taking half of the boxes from her. “Thanks.” She said, “I think I overestimated how much I can carry.” “Carry? I think you overestimated how much we could eat!” “These are all for you.” Becca said with an innocent smile. “You’re crazy, you know that?!” I said.”It’s like eight extra large pizzas! I can’t eat all that!” “I’ll help you.” “For the sake of your back, I’ll do what I can.” I said giggling. Can I eat all that? Maybe I can! I started to imagine what I would look like after eating all this pizza, with a massively bloated middle, spreading beyond the reach of my hands. I got to eat all that! I can’t wait to see the look on Kurt’s face when he sees me like that! I lay down on my side, surrounded by boxes of extra large pizzas. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I opened the first box. Something primeval was awakened in me by the smell and I started to shove the cheesy delight into my mouth as if I hadn’t eaten in months. The first pie disappeared faster than I would think possible. “Wow, that was impressive!” Becca exclaimed. I was almost startled. In my eating frenzy I almost forgot she was there. I blushed, realizing just how greedily I devoured the entire pizza, that would be more than enough for two people. I knew I didn’t have to be shy around Becca, who seemed to enjoy the show, but I still was well enough mannered to feel bad about it. “I barely had any breakfast.” I lied out of a habit, turning redder immediately, because it was clear Becca knew it was a lie. “Really?!” Becca asked, with a slight smile on her face. She leaned forward, her breasts straining her top in process. She laid her hands on top of my exposed gut. “If that’s so, why is there half a bakery stuffed inside this thing?” I blushed even more. “Sorry, I’m just used to lying about how much I eat.” I admitted. “You don’t have to lie to me.” Becca said, smiling. “In fact I want to hear about everything you eat! I want to know how much you eat!” She said, with a little color appearing on her cheeks. “Damn it! You're a terrible influence! I never even knew watching someone eat could be a kink, yet here we are!” Becca said, turning crimson red. I blinked a couple times trying to process the information and then I reached for another slice of pizza. “So it turns you on when I do this?” I asked, taking a huge bite. “You have no idea!” “Well then, if you want to proceed with your private watching party, you'll have to pay for that!” I said after swallowing. Becca raised her eyebrow and looked at me quizzically. “Lose the shirt!” I said giggling. Slice after slice the second pizza pie followed the first in an inhumanly rapid fashion. The weird thing was, I didn’t feel an ounce of discomfort even though I already inhaled the equivalent of a family’s dinner on top of the large breakfast I had previously. Becca stared at me with fascination. “I still can’t understand how you do that!” I shrugged. “Hunger helps. And it feels so good to be so full that I can barely move!” I smiled. “And then there’s having the right motivation. Eating to spite Kurt had been fun. Eating for you though… You’re gonna have to beg me to stop eating from now on!” I giggled. The shorter girl wiggled in her place as I talked, until finally she leaped forward, knocking over even my bloated form. We made out for a few minutes, almost forgetting about all the pizza that was left. I lay on my side with boxes stacked on top of my belly. Becka sat beside me putting slice after slice in front of my face. Dutifully, I took bite after bite as soon as the pizza moved to my mouth. Third pizza pie joined its two siblings, yet I still barely felt just how much I ate. The fourth one followed quickly and then the fifth one as well. Sixth and seventh weren’t going down that smoothly though. After finishing the final slice of the seventh pizza I was at the point where I started to feel uncomfortably full. “I need a minute.” I breathed out heavily. “Did I go too far? Are you alright?” Becca asked, her voice full of concern. “Yeah, don’t worry. I’m just a bit full.” Becca glanced at the size of my abdomen I lacked the words to compare it to. “Somehow I believe you!” She said, chuckling. “Would you rub my belly for me?” Becca’s hands felt amazing, touching my stretched skin of my overfilled middle. I let out a soft moan, closing my eyes in pleasure. I don’t know for how long I lay there with my eyes closed, almost dozing away. What I do know is that what brought me back was a kiss on my cheek from Becca’s juicy lips. “Do you think you could eat that pizza for me now?” She asked so innocently as if she was just borrowing a pencil from me. I nodded. "For you, I can do it." I said, before inhaling the pizza like it was the first meal of my day.

Well, Kairo is planning to make a few pages long "comic" out of it. Apart from that, it's possible the characters will return in another story, if we have a good idea for them...

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Why am I here?! I could have been home, playing on my computer, instead of wasting my time here. Besides, I just got the ‘Dragon Disciple’ and still hadn’t the time to fully dive into it. Or I could have been watching the new episode of ‘The Cursed Lightbringer’. The last episode ended with such a cliffhanger... I wonder how Misaki’s going to dispose of the shadow monsters attacking her. I thought, completely lost in the world of my own. Misaki! I could finally finish that costume I was working on. The costume definitely was not a Halloween costume, although it was the right season for it. I'd even rather help mom with Halloween preparation than sit here! Oh wait, she already bought all the candy… And I mean ALL the candy! It looks like a freaking candy house at home! I sighed and looked at my phone, checking the time. Oh, @Sealiah is going to stream! That’s so cool! If you don’t know who Sealiah is, all you need to know is that she’s just the best streamer there is! And by far the prettiest! I thought, making myself turn red, just by thinking about the busty streamer. She was the reason why I was making the costume in the first place! I don’t know of any other streamer, who would encourage their fans to send them homemade cosplay costumes, so she could wear them on streams. Sealiah was also the reason that I found ‘The Cursed Lightbringer’ and since it became my favorite show... It would be so cool to see her wearing a costume from the criminally underrated show! I let out another sigh. It’s so useless for me to sit here in this class! The school is so easy I could ditch the classes and still get out with straight As! I scratched my chin in thought. Maybe that’s why I can never fit in. My classmates usually pretended I didn’t exist... The sad part is I actually preferred it that way! I've never been mister talkative and... well, when they did talk to me, I only got verbal abuse anyway. I guess I'm never going to fit in with the pretty cheerleaders, or with the loud and obnoxious jocks. The only thing we had in common were the school uniforms we were wearing... A loud bang startled me, as someone’s palms hit the top of my desk, cutting my daydreaming short. “Hey, pipsqueak! You’re that smart kid, aren’t you?” Rough, yet surprisingly melodic voice brought me back to reality. “I-” I stumbled on the words and finally settled on a nod instead. I am the smart kid! I knew it didn’t look like that by the vocal performance I just executed, but I was at the top of the class in every single subject. Well, except for PE, but who cares about that anyway. I was at the top in every subject that mattered. The thing is, I didn’t really care about that either, it all came to me rather naturally, so it didn’t feel like I achieved anything. My vocal performance was what really troubled me though. I was shy around guys, preferring not to talk. But I was even worse around girls! Attractive girls were where all the fun ended. I was lucky if I could utter a single syllable when talking with attractive girls. With her, it was especially difficult. My shyness wasn’t entirely at fault this time however and more confident people would have a problem finding their voice if they found themselves in my place. You know how I said we all had school uniforms in common? Well, there was just this one single exception to the rule and that was Chris. Well, Christina, but you wouldn’t use her full name in front of her if you wanted to live to see another day. No one really knew how she got away with reducing the school uniform down to just a tie added to her everyday clothes, but there were a couple of popular theories. Some people said she could get away with it because the school simply didn’t have shirts large enough to fit her unique form. The other half would claim it was because not even the headmaster dared to clash with her explosive temper and attitude. Honestly? I think both opinions were valid and I wouldn’t even be surprised if it was the combination of the two. But that’s beside the point, I’m getting distracted again. Back to reality now, I must have been staring for far too long as it was... Oh man, she’s going to rip me to shreds! I thought, nervously biting my lower lip, my mouth drier than the Sahara Desert. I shook my head and tried to look elsewhere, but it was much easier said than done. You can’t imagine the amount of cleavage on display here, as it surpassed by a lot what anyone else in school could offer. Or in the whole town, let’s be realistic here. I know I’m going to look like a pervert focusing on her chest in such a manner, but it was unavoidable, when each of her breasts was actually larger than a basketball! In fact, heading more and more into the beach ball territory with every passing week. Clearly, she wasn’t done growing just yet. I was in serious trouble... I was still staring! I knew I was staring, I felt bad about it, but it didn’t make it any easier to divert my sight to escape the predicament I found myself in. Chris was bent over my desk, supporting herself by her hands placed on top of it. Not that I could see her hands... Chris’ unbelievably massive bosom was sprawling across the surface of the desk, just mere inches away from my face. In my position, it was simply impossible not to stare. “Hey! I don’t need you to ogle me, I need your nerd skills!” Chris said roughly. “You’re gonna help me with the school stuff, aren’t you?” At the time I was too busy turning red to notice it was more of a statement than an actual question and I wasn’t really given the choice to say no. It was probably a good thing that I couldn’t say anything more than “Uh.” What I lacked in my verbal expression, I tried to replace with an enthusiastic nod, too afraid to get on her bad side. “Great.” She said unaffectedly, not expecting any other answer. Then she grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. “That’s settled then, let’s go.” She announced. “I-uh.” I mumbled. “I’m sorry, did I ever give you the impression I was asking? Get a grip, dude!” She said, starting to walk away, dragging my stunned figure behind her. I couldn’t quite comprehend what was going on. A girl was actually holding my hand! And not just any girl. A girl that was so far out of my league that it wasn’t funny anymore... Chris was pulling me through the hallway, which was a testament to just how ‘off’ I really was. Chris wasn’t built for walking fast, yet she still had to drag me behind her, to make sure I would be able to keep up with her. Now that my head was more than just a few inches away from the two massive orbs, each at least twice the size of the aforementioned head, some of my blood actually managed to reach my brain again and so I could take a better look at how Chris really looked. It always came to me as a surprise, when I realized just how short she really was, especially because of her larger-than-life personality. And personalities... Get it together Robin! Stop thinking about her boobs! I myself wasn’t tall nor short, always thinking I was of an average height. Still, I was a head taller than Chris was. What she was missing in height, she more than compensated for by her width. It wasn’t just due to her breasts. Chris looked... soft all over, which was a direct opposite to her personality. She had a plush belly that was straining her jean shorts, wide hips and very round bottom. But nothing came anywhere close to her beautiful, bountiful bosom! Just stop it, man! To be honest, I never really liked short hair on girls, but in Chris’ case it was different. The short hair really suited her face, bringing out her features and further enhancing just how beautiful she was. And let me tell you, she was absolutely gorgeous! I even tried to imagine Chris with the long wavy red hair of my favorite heroine from ‘The Cursed Lightbringer’, but it just didn’t work. I think it was also due to the fact the short hair didn’t suit just her face, but also her persona in general. You knew after one mean look from her that she wasn’t someone you wanted to mess up with. There was one thing I still couldn’t quite understand... Why was she willing to walk hand in hand with a loser like me?! She’s really holding my hand! Every single fiber of my body was filled with a mixture of pure ecstasy and absolute panic. This is my chance to actually spend some time with a girl! I hope I won’t blow it! I pushed aside some of the hair falling into my eyes, noticing that my brow was covered in sweat. Oh no, I’m sweating so much! What will she think?! I was trying to imagine what Chris’ home looked like, but I kept failing. If anime taught me anything about girls, it was that girls had rooms with at least one pink wall, filled with posters of boy bands and with their beds filled by a regiment of plush animals. Somehow Chris didn’t fit into such an image in any way. “Huh?” I breathed out, waking up from my daydreaming. We weren’t going to Chris’ house just yet, as I found out standing in front of the fast-food **. Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t really know how we got there, but I remembered quite vividly paying for more food than I would be able to eat in a week. I was awed by the humongous mountain of burgers and fries I apparently paid for. I was confused by the sheer amount of food on display and I was about to ask Chris if any of her friends were about to join us in our studying. Luckily for me I wasn’t able to form any words and what escaped my lips was more of a groan. “You’ve got a problem?” Chris asked, piercing me through with her striking brown eyes. She didn’t wait for me to answer and started to shove food into her mouth faster than I thought humanly possible. I shook my head fast enough to make myself dizzy, blurring my eyesight for a few moments. “That’s what I thought!” Chris growled with her mouth full. No wonder she’s so big. I thought, reaching for a burger. “Touch it and you’ll be the next course on the menu!” Chris whispered in the most terrifying voice imaginable. I didn’t dare to say it was me who paid for all the food and to be honest, it didn’t even occur to me at the moment. “So, uh... What- uh... What do you want me to help you with?” I blurted, immediately getting embarrassed by just how nervous and awkward I must have been. The sad part was that it required all of my composure to spit out a simple sentence like this... Chris didn’t seem too impressed either. She frowned, shaking her head just a little, over the insolence of speaking in her presence, stalling her feasting. “I need help with just about everything, ok?! And shut it! I’m trying to eat here!” And eating she was. With each burger disappearing inside her mouth, her incredible curves made more and more sense. “I- uh...” I mumbled uselessly. “Listen pal, I don’t need your pathetic attempts at conversation! I need your nerd skills to fix my grades and prepare me for exams and that’s it!” I leaned back in my seat and remained silent for the rest of her feast. I wasn’t too disheartened to tell you the truth. I never really expected anything else, though I did allow myself to dream of something more. I live my life always expecting the worst possible outcome, so reality can’t hurt me that much. It still hurt a little... It didn’t take long, only a couple of minutes, and all that was left on the table were empty wrappers, heralding it was time for us to leave. I was quicker to my feet than my wider companion. I might have felt a bit bitter toward Chris, because of the way she treated me, but I was raised to be a gentleman and so I offered my hand to help her up without hesitation. Thinking about it, the way I was raised might have been partially responsible for my shy and quiet nature... Chris gladly accepted my offered hand and laid all of her considerable weight upon it. I wasn’t prepared for that and while failing to lift her, I almost toppled and fell on top of her, catching myself at the very last possible moment. Unbalanced as I was, I accidentally brushed with my other hand against her soft bosom, sending it into motion. Crap! All my blood found its way into my cheeks and I wished nothing more than to disappear. Chris looked surprised at my clumsy touch, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she extended her hand demanding my help, a little twitch of her eyebrow showing her impatience. It took all of my unimpressive strength, but I managed to pull her up in the end, breathing heavily from the effort. “What?! Are you trying to suggest I’m heavy?!” Chris asked, raising her voice. “I- uh... no?” I didn’t think I could get any redder, but apparently, I was wrong. Chris burst into laughter. “Chill, dude!” She said, punching me in the shoulder playfully. “I’m just messing with you. I know I’m not a lightweight like you are.” She said and I breathed out in relief, although I was a bit confused by the change in her attitude. She doesn’t even look that angry anymore! I wonder if the mountain of burgers she just devoured has anything to do with it... It caught my attention that Chris was unconsciously rubbing her bloated middle. You wouldn’t believe how bloated it was! It certainly left no question just where all the fries and burgers ended up. Previously, her belly was soft, spilling over the waistband of her shorts slightly. Now it looked quite a bit harder than before and way more pronounced. Her middle looked quite round, bulging over the waistband of the insufficient jean shorts, making it quite clear there just wasn’t enough fabric for her to address it. I would have thought she was pregnant if I didn’t know better! “Man, that really hit the spot!” Chris said, patting her full stomach, sending it into motion. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her wobbling gut. It was... fascinating! I was startled when Chris grabbed my hand again, realizing I was staring for far too long. I felt my heart beating like a drum and I was bracing myself for being scolded, maybe even slapped! Chris was known not to hold back when people did something she didn’t like. To my surprise nothing happened. “So, Robin, where is the cave you call home?” She asked almost nicely, using my name for the first time. I was more aware of the second journey we shared today than I was of the first one. Before, I didn’t realize just how soft her small hand felt inside my thin and bony one. Captivated by the way her soft body jiggled and bounced with every step we made, I kept glancing at her... Especially on her bosom! You wouldn’t believe how hard I was trying not to look down her shirt, but it turned out to be an utterly impossible task. The fact that her breasts were spilling out of her scandalously revealing tank top didn’t help the matter in the slightest. I swallowed heavily and closed my eyes for a second, trying to focus on how mean she was and how badly she treated me. I wanted to be mad at her, but the tightness in my pants told me, the feelings she awoke in me were quite far from resentment. Only now I noticed her scent, which I couldn’t quite identify... I really enjoyed the smell though and it made me drawn to her even more. How did it happen that I was walking hand in hand with an insanely hot girl?! What do I do now? I thought, nervous that I would somehow screw up everything. I didn’t have any experience I could rely on... I mean, I’ve played a couple of dating simulators before, but none could prepare me for what I was supposed to do in this situation. My mind started to wander once again, picturing all the romantic scenarios I could think of. Unfortunately, my imagination was quite limited in this regard and all I could think of was going to a cinema, or sitting together on a bench in the park... Uh, I’m so lame! I turned my head and looked at my wobbling companion. Who am I kidding? How could this gorgeous tomboy ever settle for a pathetic wimp like me? I let out a quiet sigh. It won’t ever happen. I thought, readying myself for the future disappointment. She must have seen something in me though! Why would she choose me of all people if she didn’t?! Maybe there is a chance after all! I slid my key into the lock and turned it quickly. The two loud clicks told me the door was locked and nobody was home. Figures! The one time I bring a girl home, nobody’s there to see it. To be fair, my parents didn’t really give me a hard time about not having a girlfriend, my brother however was less merciful, teasing me constantly. If only he was here to see me with a fertility goddess walking by my side... His jaw would certainly hit the floor! I opened the door that led to my room and regretted it immediately. I never felt too bad about my taste and interests, until this very moment. Chris’ eyes sparkled as if she just hit the jackpot and started to mock me right away. “Dude, do you really have an entire bookshelf filled with nothing but manga and comic books? For real?! And what about those action figures? Are you twelve?” She asked before bending a little to get a better look at my collection, making her bottom that much more prominent. Red faced and in shame, I found myself staring at my companion once again, absolutely fascinated by yet another part of her plump body. God, this is so embarrassing. I wasn’t sure what I was more embarrassed about, if it was that it was clear beyond any reasonable doubt what a nerd I really was, or whether it was the fact I couldn’t tear my eyes from Chris’ round booty, that was straining her shorts to their limit. Is there really no safe place to look at?! “Oh, cool! You have a sword!” Chris exclaimed, immediately taking the sword down from the wall, where it hung. “Maybe you’re not as hopeless as I thought.” “That’s Andúril.” Chris slowly turned around and gave me an incredulous look. “Did you really name your sword?” “N-no... it’s Aragorn’s sword from The Lord of the Rings. Well, after it was reforged for him.” Chris shook her head and put the sword back. “You’re such a nerd.” She sighed. “Forget I said anything, you’re clearly lost.” Chris looked at the poster of the incredibly busty protagonist of The Cursed Lightbringer, Sanashi Misaki, whose outfit I was trying to recreate. She just shrugged, causing her massive bosom to quiver and went to find another thing she could make fun of. It was quite amazing to see my favorite character, who was well-known for her breasts size, being overshadowed by a real person. And Chris was noticeably bigger than Misaki! “Of course, a stack of video games couldn’t be missing! Dude, can you be more pathetic?” Chris said, while snooping around my desk. “And let me guess, if I open this drawer, I’ll find a lotion and a box of tissues!” She said, already pulling the drawer open. “No, wait!” I yelped, my voice failing me once more. “Is that what I think it is? Princess Harrara?!” Chris burst into laughter. “You’re such a baby!” I didn’t think I could get any redder than I already was, but then Chris noticed the small pile of fabric lying on my chair. “What’s that?” She asked, pointing at it. “Th- uh... it’s... uh.” I took a deep breath to calm myself. Stalling never helps anything. “It’s a cosplay costume I’m working on.” I said at last, with my voice shaking. Chris blinked, processing the information. See? I told myself, honesty wor- My train of thoughts was interrupted by Chris’ melodic laughter. As much as I hated being the butt of the joke, her laughter must have been the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. “Dude, you’re such a weeb!” I could see the exact moment when the recognition clicked in her mind and she looked at Misaki’s poster and then back on the costume. She giggled and her eyes sparkled with mischief. “Oh, you're gonna look so very pretty!” “I-it’s not for me!” I squeaked. “I- I’m going to send it to Sealiah.” Chris looked at the costume, which was roughly the size of the original, with doubts written all over her face. “I hate to break it to you, pal, but Sealiah doesn’t have the tits to pull this off! She’s got barely Ds!” “It’s not finished yet!” I almost shouted, surprising the both of us. Apparently, Chris’ calling Sealiah’s beautiful breasts by such a derogatory and vulgar word as ‘tits’ touched a nerve in me and made me temporarily capable of saying a full sentence. “Geez, all right. Relax, man.” I quickly took the unfinished costume off the chair, and pushed the now empty piece of furniture towards Chris, so she would be settled in one place with a lesser chance to find any more embarrassing stuff in my room. While Chris’ butt was less impressive than her humongous bosom, it was still large enough to fill the seat completely, with her hips touching the armrests on both sides. It took me only a couple of seconds to get the costume out of sight, but Chris still managed to pull out a chocolate bar from god knows where and started to munch on it in the meantime. She can’t be still hungry, can she? Her belly is almost as big as her boobs are already! “Let’s start with math, ok?” I said, laying some school materials on the desk in front of her. “T-That’s not correct, I’m afraid!” I said, shaking my head. “I fucking hate math!” Chris shouted, throwing her pen away in a childlike tantrum. “I’m sick of this! I need a break!” She shouted again before she reached inside her cleavage and pulled out another chocolate bar. So that’s where it came from! I rubbed my eyes, thinking. Chris’ problem is that she’s way more interested in stuffing her face, rather than in learning something! I watched as the chocolate bar slowly disappeared inside Chris’ mouth and then it hit me. Maybe we could use her gluttony for her benefit! “Wait here, I might have a way to motivate you.” I said, jumping to my feet and rushing out of the room. I ran into the kitchen with the intention of taking every single piece of chocolate or candy there was. Luckily, with Halloween being right around the corner, it was the ideal time for that. Even I was shocked by just how much chocolate there was, rivaling the pile of burgers Chris ate for lunch in size! We were always well prepared for Halloween, ever since the fiasco that happened a couple of years back, when we ran out of candy and some crazed band of trick-or-treaters broke our window. Mom wouldn’t let it happen again and always made sure we were fully supplied. I took about a half of the massive pile of chocolate and filled the two largest bowls we had with it, taking them with me back to my room. Chris was still sitting at the desk where I left her, flipping through Princess Harrara, the manga she made fun of before. To tell the truth, she looked bored to tears. Her eyes immediately gleamed when she saw what I carried, though. I sat down, making sure the bowls remained out of her reach. I took a deep breath, because this was going to be the hard part. “G-give me all your chocolate bars.” I demanded. “Like that’s gonna happen.” Chris grinned. “Besides, I already ate them all.” She claimed, but I didn’t believe her for a second. “Listen, I-I'm going to reward you every time you get something right, but I need you to cooperate first.” I said, almost managing to keep my voice steady. Laugh all you want, for me it was huge! Chris rolled her eyes. “Fine.” She said and started to pull a chocolate bar after chocolate bar from a seemingly endless supply inside her cleavage. “They were starting to melt anyway.” “That’s correct!” I almost shouted, not believing my eyes. “Yay!” Chris jumped in place with an uncharacteristic glee, causing a small earthquake on her voluminous chest. She reached out with her open hand to me. “Pay up, mate!” I was more than happy to oblige. It was incredible how much more focused she seemed after the promise of a sweet reward. “This might actually work.” Chris said before tossing a piece of candy into her mouth. “You’re pretty smart for a boy, you know that?” She added and I blushed. It was the first positive thing she ever said to me. “I mean, you’ve got to the right answer in the end, so good job.” I said handing Chris yet another treat, already emptying the first bowl. It was quite obvious where all the chocolate ended up, her already bloated belly grew larger and now was even starting to surpass her giant breasts in prominence. “Your solution was very creative and original and I’ve never really noticed the connections you had to make to get there... You’re really smart! But you’re also ineffective.” I took her pen and started to put my neat handwriting next to her chaotic scribbles. “Your solution requires too much time, time you won’t have during an exam, and it also takes way too much effort and it’s much easier to make a mistake. What you should have done instead is this. You see how it all adds up nicely?” I was in my element. Unlike most people I really liked math, because it all made sense in the end. “Yeah, that makes sense. How did I miss it?” “Don’t worry about it, you just need a little more practice.” “You’re really good at this, you know? Have you tutored anyone before?” Chris asked. “Well... something like that.” I replied, letting out a sigh. Being suddenly hit by the lovely memory of the choice I had between putting my head into a urinal and doing somebody else's homework... “Bullies, huh?” Chris said. “Yep...” Now that we were making some progress with math, Chris seemed way nicer than before. But maybe that was just because I was the only one with the access to sweets. “That sucks! What about this equation? How do you do that?” Chris changed the topic, pulling me out of my melancholy. “Well that’s just a fancy looking quadratic equation and this one is really simple actually. The solutions are x=0 and x=2.” “How did you do that so fast, you nerd?!” She asked, obviously impressed. It was the first time someone called me nerd, meaning it as a compliment. “Well, I call it the ‘look and see’ method.” I chuckled, for once feeling good about myself. “I’ll show you what to look for. “And that’s pretty much all you need to know about the fluid dynamics in motion. For the next exam at least.” I’m killing it! I thought, confident as never before. We moved away from math and started with physics as the next thing on our list of subjects. “Cool!” Chris exclaimed, looking into the textbook. “But what about this question? Find an everyday example of fluid dynamics in motion?” She asked, pointing it out in my own copy of the textbook, leaning forward a bit, creating her own example inside of her small tank top.. “Errr...” I bit my tongue. Even with all the newly gained confidence, I was too cowardly to mention the two perfect examples bouncing on her chest. She can’t be that oblivious, can she? I was looking around me, desperately trying to find something else to point out, but my mind kept drifting back to her wonderful breasts. I could feel a drop of sweat going down on my back, while desperately looking around for some other examples of the phenomenon. At last, I was saved by a bag of gummy bears. “There!” I said taking a single gummy bear between my fingers. “It’s firm, but you can squish it like this!” I said, showing her by squeezing the little figure. “Oh, okay!” Chris shrugged, somehow getting her hands on the rest of the bag, tossing a handful of gummies into her eager mouth. I found it difficult to believe how quickly Chris was going through the sweet rewards. At this point we were down to about a half of a bowl remaining untouched. Wow! I thought she would be sick of the chocolate at this point, but she still wants more! I don’t think I could make her work if we ran out... Good thing there’s still more in the kitchen. I scratched my chin, watching Chris devour gummy bear after gummy bear. It’s just a matter of time before I’ll have to go for a refill. With an overfilled bowl of treats in each hand I entered back into my room to find Chris dutifully working on the particularly difficult problem I gave her before going for the candy. She was bobbing from side to side unconsciously, focusing on the task at hand. Once more I was completely enthralled by what was happening inside her tight shirt. My mind started to drift away, imagining what it would be like to touch her breasts, to feel those massive orbs overflowing the insufficient palms of my hands. Suddenly Chris brought me back to reality. “I’ve got it!” She shouted, throwing her arms into the air. I don’t think I have to tell you what the sudden motion caused her soft body to do. Getting weak at the knees I quickly got back to my place and placed a textbook into my lap, trying to hide the reaction of my body. God! I feel like such a creep! I glanced through Chris’ solution and nodded to myself. She really is much smarter than I thought! I smiled and handed her the first treat from the ‘new batch’. Chris’ eyes glimmered and she tossed the candy in her mouth as soon as she got it out of its wrapper. “Man,” she said with her mouth full, “this learning really pays off!” I frowned. “What do you mean? You haven’t actually had the chance to use it yet.” I said, missing her point entirely. Chris rolled her eyes. “I know that, genius... But look how big and full my belly is getting!” She grinned, patting her middle that was proudly filling her entire lap. “I- uh.” I mumbled, speechless once again, fully taking in the sight of her midsection. Quite frankly, I have never seen anyone with a belly like this and... I couldn’t help but find it attractive! I wiped my eyes realizing I must have missed something Chris was saying, while I was lost in my thoughts. “... be such a good idea! You could totally revolutionize the school system with this!” Chris said excitedly. I shook my head. “I don’t think that would work.” I don’t think I know anyone else who could eat a couple of kilos of chocolate, and still not be sick of it... Besides, I’m not sure it’s a good idea to induce Pavlovian response as an improvement to the school system... I’m a bit worried that Chris might crave sweets after every exam from now on. I wanted to say something out loud, but Chris finally noticed how much more candy I brought back with me. “Dude! Are you sure I can eat all that? I don’t want to get you into trouble.” Chris said, not losing the candy from her sight. “Yeah, I’m sure it’ll be fine.” I said, waving away her concerns. Mom might disown me, but otherwise it’s completely fine! “You won’t back out, right? You will let me eat all of it?” Chris asked, licking her lips with unabashed greed. “Of course, I’ll let you eat all of it... But you’ll have to deserve it first!” Chris grinned. “Bring it on, smartass!” Maybe it was just my newly found confidence playing tricks on me, but maybe, just maybe there was more to it. Maybe she just wants the candy! No! Stop doubting yourself, Robin, at least for once in your life! There was something in the air! Gone was the mean, and let’s face it, abusive Chris. She was getting nicer and nicer as the afternoon progressed and by now, she was actually smiling at me! Chris wasn’t twirling her hair, or biting her lips, or anything obvious like that, but whenever I moved closer to show her something, she made sure her breasts were touching me as if by chance. She also seemed to become increasingly clumsy as the time passed. It didn’t really hit me that she did it on purpose until she “accidentally” dropped her pen into her cleavage for the third time. I guess it was her way of flirting, accentuating the part of her physiology she already knew I was very partial to. You want to know what I did? You want to know how the romantic genius I am, reacted? Well, I ignored her efforts of course, as you do when the most beautiful girl you know shows any kind of affection. Well, ignored... I kept staring dreamily into her cleavage whenever she was too focused on the task at hand to notice what I was doing. God, I’m such a moron! I thought, peeking into her cleavage once again. I couldn’t tear my eyes from Chris’ breasts. I know, I know, you get it, she has a wonderful pair, but that wasn’t the reason this time. This time, there was a chocolate stain, slowly spilling across her left breast that caught my attention. Chris snapped her fingers. “Dude! My eyes are up here!” She said laughing, obviously not minding where I was gazing in the slightest. "I- it's, I-" I once again became a bumbling mess and so I pointed at it instead. Chris looked down to find out what was going on. "Oh... Oh shit! I must have forgotten one of the chocolate bars in there!" I didn’t believe for a second she really forgot a chocolate bar in her cleavage and immediately thought it was a small act of rebellion on her part. “Do you want me to get you a napkin, or-” I stopped mid-sentence, shocked by what Chris was doing. Her small hands seemed even smaller when they both disappeared beneath the fleshy orb of her left breast. It must have been really heavy, because the strain of lifting it up was clearly visible in Chris' face. I watched in amazement, more than a little aroused when she started to suck the chocolate out of her tanned skin. I wasn't blinking, trying to save the image of what was happening in front of me into my brain for the rest of my life. With my eyes wide open I was drinking in the spectacle of her full lips pressing against the soft flesh of her overly endowed breast, squishing it and shaping it to get every single drop of the melted chocolate into her mouth. I was doomed when the softest of moans escaped her lips, it was too much for me to take. I won't go into much detail about the reaction of my body... I excused myself and ran into the bathroom as quickly as I could. Taking care of my... uh, business, I was now ready to return to my room. It was a shame I had to leave in such a hurry before, because I could have given her something to work on in the meantime. What is she doing while I’m away? I hope she doesn't find anything else to embarrass me with. I had a bad feeling about going back for some reason. She must know why I ran away like I did and I won’t hear the end of it! Reluctantly I opened the door, expecting to hear the most beautiful laughter, making fun of me, but what I heard instead was a painful groan. Going back inside my room was like entering a battlefield. The floor was littered with corpses in the form of empty wrappers and there was a clear victor of the fight, lying in my bed. At the moment Chris didn’t look much like a victor though, moaning in pain with her previously massively swollen stomach, reaching a new mind-blowing limit, while gurgling constantly. Her boobs actually looked small in comparison! That’s how big her belly was! She looks like she’s more belly than a girl! I didn’t quite understand just how she managed to eat all of the sweets, when I was gone for only a few minutes, but somehow, she did! She was paying the price for it now, clutching her aching stomach. Wide eyed I slowly approached closer. I’ve never seen anything like that! I couldn’t really comprehend what I was feeling at the moment. My body apparently knew better than I did, judging by its reaction. She... she looks amazing! I wanted to touch her, but I was afraid I would only cause her more pain. Only after I got to stand right next to the bed, I noticed Chris was mumbling and whispering to herself. “So much chocolate, I’m gonna burst!” She whimpered in pain. “Don’t you burst on me, tummy.” She said, rubbing her belly. My mouth got really dry and I had to clear my throat, at which point she noticed I was standing there. “This is all your fault!” She accused me weakly. “Why did you leave me alone with such a temptation?!” She said, blinking away some moisture from her eyes. “It hurts so much!” She whispered to herself again. Chris’ eyes were starting to lose focus as she was slowly slipping into a food coma. “You can shout at me all you want...” She closed her eyes for a few seconds before continuing. “Later. I need to rest...” She closed her eyes again and seconds later, she was snoring quietly. My eyes kept wandering across her body. I watched her chest heaving up and down with each of her deep breaths, quivering like jello in the process. My eyes were once again drawn to her gargantuan gut. I could fit inside that thing! I thought in amazement. How is it even possible to eat so much that you get this huge?! I couldn’t believe just how beautiful she was, despite being passed out with her belly swollen to an unbelievable size... No, especially with her belly swollen like that! I was getting uncomfortably hard. Is it wrong that I find her irresistible like this? I was starting to have really weird thoughts. She’s out cold, I could do whatever I want! I thought, reaching with my hand towards her bloated form. I stopped my hand a few inches from her beautiful body. What am I doing?! I could never take advantage of her like this... That is not who I am! Instead of touching her inappropriately, I took a blanket and tossed it over her bloated form. The blanket failed to cover her entire body, but there was nothing I could do about that. I came back from the kitchen with a glass of water for Chris, thinking she will be parched when she wakes up, and with a freshly brewed mug of coffee for myself. Chris might have been off to a dreamland, but there was still a lot of work to be done about her studies. I sat down at my desk and started to work on spreadsheets and summaries and basically anything that came to my mind that could help her with the classes we had. I stretched my back. This is going to be a long day! A feeling of dread washed over me. Three shadow monsters were rushing to our position. I pulled out my greatsword from its scabbard, clutching it firmly, to calm my shaking hands. “Stay calm, little one.” Misaki-sensei said, pulling out her own sword. “Remember what you have learned.” Misaki-san closed her eyes and said a prayer. “Let the light tear up the darkness and guide me on my quest.” “Let the light tear up the darkness and guide me on my quest.” I repeated nervously. The monsters were terrifying creatures, black as the night, at least 7 feet in height with long and sharp claws capable of tearing out your heart within seconds. The only thing that was stopping me from running away was the faith in Misaki-san's capabilities, knowing that with her on my side, nothing wrong would happen to me. Misaki’s left hand was aglow, before emitting a beam of light that tore one of the monsters into shreds. Then the other two attacked us. I managed to block the blow that would sever my head from my shoulders at the very last second, but the monster’s other arm hit me in the chest and sent me flying a couple of feet back. Falling on the ground with a loud groan, air escaped my lungs and my blade slipped out of my grip. The terror returned as I watched the monster stride towards me. Sprawled on the ground I was helpless. The monster was looming above me and I was counting the last seconds of my life. Up close, the monster looked even more terrifying, with its sharp teeth sticking out of its mouth. I blinked away tears. Now I’ll never be able to tell her how I feel about her! Suddenly a sword sliced the monster into two and I was safe again, by no means of my own. Misaki hid her blade back into her scabbard and laid her hand on my shoulder. “Wake up, Robin!” I slowly raised my head from my desk and started looking around in confusion. I must have fallen asleep working on the guidelines for Chris. I’m still asleep, aren’t I? I thought after turning around. I couldn’t quite believe that what I was seeing could be the real world. I pinched my arm and the sharp pain told me I was indeed quite awake. Chris somehow managed to squeeze her incredibly plush body into the Misaki costume I was working on. Luckily for Chris, and for me as well obviously, the costume was made to leave the midsection bare, otherwise she wouldn't be able to put it on at all. In its current unfinished state, there was still enough fabric even for her large breasts to squeeze into the top, though it couldn’t have been easy. Chris would be far too big to fit in it if I had the time to adjust it to Sealiah’s body. What would have been awfully loose on any other girl I knew, was way too small to fit the voluptuous goddess properly. It looks better this way if you'd ask me... Her breasts were squished inside so much, it must have been very uncomfortable. Even the skirt that went along with the costume wasn't large enough to fit her. The skirt was supposed to be of mid-thigh length, but... eh, butt! Chris' bottom was so big, that the skirt wasn't even covering it entirely and its lower part was hanging out of it. I was quite amazed she even managed to cram herself in it! While her gigantic bosom and derriere were spilling out of every opening they could find, her massively bloated belly was on full display. It did come down in size from the ridiculous state in which I found her in my bed, but it was still mind bogglingly huge. My jaw hit the floor. It was the most beautiful thing I have seen in my short and unimpressive life. Dreams do come true! I wasn’t sure before, Chris was capable of blushing, but the two red blotches on her cheeks proved she was. “Look, I... I wanted to apologize for acting like a total bitch before. ...and for eating all the candy. You worked so hard to help me and I was nothing but a massive pain in the ass. I don’t know how to thank you! I guess this...,” she said, sounding timid for the first time, pointing at her body in the cosplay costume, “is the best way I can express the sentiment.” She said blushing some more. I was in awe, staring with my eyes wide open, drinking in the sight. And what a sight it was! Is this really happening?! “No, no, don’t look at me like that.” She pleaded. “Like what?” I asked, utterly confused. “Like you’re about to start worshiping me!” “I- uh...” There’s nothing I want to do more! Chris sighed. “I don’t deserve to be worshiped. The way I treated you...” She shook her head. “I’m really sorry. I’m just a bit overwhelmed, you know? With school, with my family... with my freaking body! Recently I’m either angry, or feeling that I’m just a fraud, hiding behind bravado...” Chris closed her eyes for a few seconds. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you all this!” She smirked. “I guess not having any friends hits me more than I expected...” I was shocked. I’d never expect Chris to start opening up to me. She looks so sad! I’d never guess she has a soft side... “I... I can be your friend!” I said. “Not that it’s anything you’d want...” Chris smiled at me. “I would really like that actually.” She put her hand on my shoulder. “Thank you.” I smiled back at her, barely able to keep my excitement contained. I don’t think she would appreciate it if I started jumping around. “Oh, I have a really great idea!” Chris exclaimed and rushed to take Andúril down from the wall. Chris straightened to her full unimpressive height, assuming a somewhat heroic pose with her left hand on her hip and with Andúril raised high in her right, recreating Misaki’s pose from the poster. She cleared her throat. “Let the light tear up the darkness and guide me on my quest.” She said, sticking out her chest proudly. That was a mistake. The extra pressure combined with my apparently poor craftsmanship was a recipe for disaster. The fabric covering her breasts groaned and then ripped, flying away, leaving Chris half naked. Her boobs, now free of confinement, wobbled and quivered in their full, massive glory and I couldn’t bring myself to stop staring at their perfect shape and form. “Oh, shit!” Chris exclaimed, trying to use her hands to cover up in a futile attempt to maintain some kind of modesty. It was pointless really, her hands barely large enough to cover her areolas. At last, the years of my upbringing won over my lust and I finally managed to turn my sight away. My arousal wouldn’t be so easy to subside though. “Eh, do you think you could hand me my bra? It’s on the floor over there. I’m way too full to bend over!” “U-uh… sure.” I said, walking where Chris pointed. I stared at the huge white piece of garment lying on the floor. The bra was insanely huge, each cup could easily serve as a hat! Do I just pick it up? It feels so wrong! “It doesn’t bite, I swear!” Chris said and I could hear the smirk in her voice. I quickly picked the bra off the floor and realized I was wrong. The cups are way too big to be a hat! I felt really awkward, holding the bra in my hand and so I rushed back to Chris as fast as I could. Chris took the bra out of my feeble hands and put it on expertly and turned to face me. It was quite incredible to see that as big as the bra was, it was still a bit smaller than the busty goddess would need and she was spilling out of the cups. “I’m really sorry about the costume!” Chris said. “It’s fine.” I said, waving my hand. “It wasn’t very good anyway…” “Still, you worked so hard on it!” She sighed. “I guess I underestimated just how fat I got recently! Maybe mom’s right and I should get serious about losing all this flab.” She said gloomily. “She’s not!” I yelped before I could stop myself. “You’re perfect!” Chris’ face brightened. “Perfect, huh? I got to say I like the sound of that word! Are you sure, though? I know you like my tits a lot, but I thought you prefer the ridiculously skinny type.” She said, glancing at Misaki’s poster. Blushing, I scratched my head. “Quite sure!” “So, you don’t mind this big fat gut?” “Nope.” I said, shaking my head. “If that’s the case… Would you mind rubbing it for me? I really ate too much and it hurts like hell!” I swallowed. “Not at all!” Oh my god, is this really happening?! Chris then slowly walked towards my bed. I could just stand there and stare, fascinated by her jiggling body. She sat down, causing the bed to creak, and tapped with her hand on the spot next to her. "Well, what are you waiting for?!" She asked, with a grin. Entranced, I started walking towards where she was sitting on my bed. I felt myself slowing down, every step taking me longer than the one before. Go on, you coward! She’s smiling at you! Don’t ruin it! I took a deep breath. One would think it would be easy to go to a gorgeous girl, sitting in your bed. I was terrified! It was just a few steps from my desk to my bed, yet it felt like an eternity. As I was coming closer, Chris started to shift into more of a lying position. The bed creaked underneath her, making sounds I’ve never heard it make before. She must be a lot heavier than I am! “Ouch!” Chris whimpered, while changing her position. “Are you alright?” I cried out, immediately by her side. “Yeah.” She breathed out. “I just ate way too much. I know. Shocking!” Chris giggled. I smiled, relieved she was ok. Ate way too much... That's quite the understatement! I thought, looking at her bloated middle. I still couldn’t quite wrap my head around how big and round her belly was. It was hard to believe how much larger it got from her previous... Well, not exactly a small size, but… The difference is mind boggling! “So, are you going to just sit there and stare? I seem to recall we agreed on belly rubs.” Chris teased me, putting her hand on her huge midsection. “Don’t be shy, come closer.” “I- I can’t go any closer.” I said nervously. If I would have moved an inch, I would be already pressing against Chris’ massively swollen gut. Oh god, she doesn’t even realize how far her belly sticks out! I took a deep breath and gathered my courage, before laying both of my hands on her midsection. Chris gasped and I froze in place. What did I do? I’m going to ruin everything! “No, don’t stop!” Chris exclaimed. “It just surprised me just how sensitive my belly is. Now start moving your hands in circles and use your fingers, but don’t press too much. You’ve got this, dude!” I swallowed nervously and got to work. Am I doing this right? A soft moan of pleasure that escaped Chris’ lips assured me I was. Years of playing video games left me with nimble fingers and I was using it to my full advantage. Chris let out another moan and giggled, making her chest quiver. Oh my god! All that is covering her breasts is an inadequate bra! I hope I’m not staring too much… What did I do to deserve having this goddess in my bed? I wasn’t sure where to look… there was just so much to see! My hands looked so tiny next to Chris’ gargantuan belly, the sheer size difference turned me on more than I would be willing to admit. It was strange really. I have always adored the unnatural size differences between huge breasts and tiny waists, found only in anime. Chris was better! I never knew how attractive a big, full belly could be, not until I saw her lying in my bed, too full to move. The fact that her breasts were larger than even my craziest fantasy was just a cherry on top of her overall beauty. “Dude, you’re staring at my tits again!” I turned crimson red and started blabbering, trying to apologize. “It’s alright, man. It’s kinda flattering you prefer to look at me, even with all those tits around.” She said, glancing at Misaki’s poster once again. “Besides, you at least have the decency to feel bad about it. Not a lot people have it these days.” “Sorry… You’re a lot prettier than any of those girls.” I said, surprising even myself. “Am I, huh?” Chris chuckled. “Yes, you are.” I said with conviction, redder than I thought physically possible. “You’re the prettiest girl I have ever seen!” Chris’ ironic smile turned into a frown. “Don’t lie to me, how could you find a fat girl like me attractive?!” I shrugged. “I just know I do. Chris, I l-” I stopped myself when I saw the dread in her eyes. “I like you more than I ever thought I could like anyone!” Chris raised her eyebrow and a mischievous smile appeared on her face. She unclasped her bra expertly and bared her breasts for the second time today. “If you like me so much, what is the color of my eyes?” She asked, closing them. If I was an anime character, all my blood would be pouring out of my nose at that moment. Here in the real world I forgot to breathe for a few seconds, stunned by the incredible sight. Wow! Her breasts really are perfect! Wait, she asked me something... what was it?! I’m not sure I even remember my name! “Your eyes are brown like melted chocolate and they sparkle when you smile and they darken, and fog over when you’re angry, almost as if there was a little storm cloud in them, threatening to spew lightnings any second.” Well, that’s what I wanted to say… What really came out of my mouth was more along the lines of “Eh, brown.” Like any moron would say. I’m a moron. I thought, facepalming internally. Chris opened her beautiful brown eyes. “Lucky guess.” I shook my head. “I-I don’t like you just because of your body. You’re like the coolest person I know! You have rough edges and I’ve been crapping my pants whenever you looked my way, but today I glimpsed the person hiding beneath it and I really liked what I saw. I meant it earlier when I said you’re perfect.” I blushed, surprised I managed to say all that without stammering. Chris blinked a couple of times and smiled. “Alright then. But you do realize I’m only gonna get bigger, right? You’ve seen the way I eat, I just feel like a bottomless pit lately, hungry all the time! I’m still curvy, but it’s just a matter of time before I’m a shapeless whale!” “I don’t mind.” I said, drifting away. My mind was flooded with images of larger Chris. Oh man, can you imagine if her boobs grew larger? Surpassing the size of medicine balls and beachballs and growing even larger! I shook my head. I never realized I’m such a pervert… “Robin? Hey, Robin!” Startled, I snapped back into reality. “What?” “I thought I lost you for good this time.” Chris said, giggling. “You really do love to look at them, don’t you?” I blushed and smiled nervously. “Guilty.” She really doesn’t mind! She’s not mad at me! “Always the quiet ones...” She chuckled. “Would you like to touch them?” What? WHAT?! She couldn’t have just said, what I think she said! “Did you just…? How can you ask something like that?!” Chris chuckled, her breasts bouncing in the process. “Dude, the right answer is yes!” Oh man! Is this really happening? I so hope it’s not just a vivid dream… “A-are you s-sure?” And the babbling idiot makes a return… She’ll surely change her mind now. “Hmm, now that you mention it…” Chris rolled her eyes. “Of course, I am! Seriously though, I know plenty of people who would jump at the opportunity, what’s the problem?” “I-it’s just… I’ve never… uh... you know?” “No way!!! Really?! I would have never guessed!” She said in a mock disbelief and giggled. “Don’t be afraid, they’re just boobs! And they don’t bite.” That’s easy for you to say… Sometimes, when I faced a decision, I liked to imagine an angel and a devil on my shoulders, like they were appearing in the old cartoons. They were there and they were both screaming at me to grab those goddamned boobs! I extended my hands towards them hesitantly. Oh god, I want to touch them so much! More than anything in the world! I just can’t shake this feeling, it’s all just a ploy to ridicule me... It felt like an eternity, but at last my hands reached the promised land. Soft and squishy promised land. Is this really happening? Do I, Robin, your regular nerdy loser, sit here with the breasts of a goddess in the palms of my hands?! I lifted the soft divine mountains, way too big for my little mortal hands. Wow! They’re even heavier than I expected! “They’re so heavy! It must be really difficult to carry those around.” I muttered more to myself than anything else. “You have no idea! I wouldn’t leave bed if I didn’t have to...” I nodded, barely listening. To my defense, I was still way too paralized by having my hands full of her wonderful breasts. I lifted them again and squeezed them with my fingers. They feel amazing! The way my fingers sink into the warm flesh and how they jiggle with every slightest move! This is what heaven must feel like! I kept squeezing them over and over. I’m the luckiest guy in the world! I wonder if I could determine just how much they weigh... I started to lift them higher than before. Oh my, I have to use so much strength! Chris cleared her throat, interrupting my train of thoughts. Oh god, what have I done wrong?! I let go of her fantastic breasts, watching as they fell down, suddenly in the grip of gravity again. They slapped against Chris’ torso making a sound louder than a clap. “First of all, ouch! Don’t drop them from such a height, you dork! Second of all, I said touch. I didn’t say anything about using them as your personal stress balls!” “I-I- thought I” I stammered, my cheeks crimson red. Chris burst into laughter. “Relax dude, I’m just messing with you! Although I have to admit I didn’t think you had it in you, so good job on finally growing a pair.” To my surprise, Chris then grabbed my hands and placed them back on her breasts. “Squeezing is nice and all, but it doesn’t really do that much for me.” She moved my thumbs to her nipples. “You’re a gamer! Pretend my nipples are joysticks and start playing.” She demanded. I have no idea what is going on... Is this really happening? Embarrassed, I did as I was told, still a bit hesitant at first. “Oh wow, you must really suck at it! And here I thought you play every daaaeyah!” Chris’ mocking tone turned into a high-pitched shriek. I must have done something right! So if I do it like this... Chris’ breathing was becoming more and more shallow and a couple of soft moans escaped from her full lips. Oh man, I’m really good at this! I thought, growing more confident with every passing second. “Mmmh, you sure you never did this before?” Chris moaned. Chris’ moaning was becoming louder and louder as I continued playing with her nipples. I’ve never been an impulsive person and so I surprised even myself when I dove face first onto her bosom and bit her nipple. Chris cried out and I let go of it immediately. Oh no, what have I done! “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you?” “No, it’s alright, you haven’t done anything wrong.” Chris breathed out. “I... uh. It’s just that... uh.” Chris looked so embarrassed it made me laugh. “Hey, isn’t that my line?” “You’re such a dork, you know that?!” Chris giggled, before turning serious again. “When you did that, it felt... good. I mean really good! I... I think we should stop before things go out of hand.” I nodded. “You’re probably right...” I said, unable to hide my disappointment. “You know what?” Chris said. “I think I really like you.” She pulled me closer and kissed me. Her lips feel so soft and sweet! And she tastes like chocolate! “I’m sorry.” Chris apologized after our lips finally parted. “I’m so full and swollen... I think I need some rest... I hope you don’t mind.” I shook my head. “Not at all!” Chris smiled. “Good.” Suddenly she grabbed me, pulling me into a tight embrace. My head ended up laying on top of her soft breast. This is the best pillow I ever had! I wasn’t too tired, but the rhythm of her heartbeat slowly brought me to sleep. I’ve got it, she smells like caramel! Was the last thought before I blacked out. Was it all just a dream? I thought, walking down the hallway in the school. It must have been... Why would the hottest girl in school ever waste her time on a loser like me? I guess I’m just daydreaming too much, starting to lose grip on what is real... Lost in my thoughts I almost bumped into a group of jocks, blocking my path. Every single one of them was at least a head taller than I was. “Well, if it isn’t my good friend Robin!” The leader of the pack said, putting his hand around my shoulders. “So I’ve heard you’re at the top of the class again. Congrats man! It must be really nice not to have anything better to do than studying all the time, I really envy you. The thing is you put me in a really bad situation there. Since my poor mother saw the results, she is really disappointed my grades aren’t as good as yours are. But I just don’t have the time to be a nerd like you, when I have friends I need to hang out with, do I?” He forced his homework into my hands. “So why don’t you help your friend here and do this thing for me?” I sighed. Yeah, it’s all I’m ever good for anyway... “Boys, boys, boys... Why are you all so stupid?!” I heard the familiar melodic voice behind me. The bully let go of me, his face losing its color upon realizing who was talking. “This is no way to ask for help from a nerd! Why don’t you do it like this?” Chris grabbed me by my tie and pulled me into a hug. Extremely soft and squishy hug! I felt as if I was sinking into the soft flesh of her bosom. I’ve never been much of a hugger, but this feels awesome! “Also,” she said after she let go of me, “I wouldn’t worry too much about your mother’s disappointment. It’s about time she realized this is your peak performance, you stupid fuckface!” I watched as the bullies scampered away, scared of the girl half their size. Well... half their height to be more accurate. I couldn’t help but smile. “So... nerd.” Chris said softly. “What are we doing after school?”

Day 35 I woke up feeling… well, not exactly good, but definitely a lot better than I felt last night. I guess it served as some kind of comfort when nobody burst in through the window like I was half expecting. I know it’s stupid, but I just couldn’t help it. I guess I never knew what a true fear feels like before. Anyway… right now I’m too hungry to feel anything but hunger, so Melissa and I are heading for breakfast before our first class starts. Got to go, Melissa is finally ready to head out. I vaguely remember having a plan on how to stick to healthy food, but it went out of the window as soon as I started putting food on my tray. You wouldn’t believe how much food can fit on a single tray, when you’re really trying to fit as much of it as you can. Still, it could barely dull the most severe hunger pangs I felt and so I had to go for a seconds. We’ll pretend the next two trips didn’t happen, ok? We’ve got to go to class now. I would have felt better if I shared it with either Melissa or Abby, but I’m gonna have to manage on my own. To make things worse I’m running out of clothes. Again! I’m spilling out of my largest bra a lot and my top is stretched so much by my boobs, it’s almost see through! It’s going to be really difficult not to be noticed like this… Well, that went well… I’m back in the canteen. I found out I couldn’t concentrate at all on what the professor was talking about, instead looking around the auditorium, thinking whether my stalker was there as well. I watched the little groups of guys, wondering who looked like a stalker, but the more I looked, the more they appeared like one. It made me feel so scared and empty inside! It’s really hard to describe. That’s why I’m back in the canteen, stuffing myself full of sweets. I already ate a whole honey cake! I know it’s far from ideal, but it helps. It’s pretty much the only thing I can do to fill the void inside of me. I texted the girls, hoping they would join me. I really don’t want to be alone… I’m really lucky to have friends like Melissa and Abby. Abby was in the canteen fifteen minutes after I texted her and Melissa arrived maybe five minutes after her. We sat there for most of the day doing little more than stuffing our faces. Or that’s how I decided to remember it. It was quite clear I did most of the eating. Regardless, both of my best friends left the canteen clutching their overstuffed bellies, despite eating only a fraction of what I managed to devour. I don’t think my belly was ever as huge as it was right now after we got to our dorm. I look seriously pregnant. With triplets! My t-shirt was obviously too small to cover my bloated middle and so I had to walk around the campus with my middle bare. I really don’t give a damn who saw it… Since I still have the appointment with ‘doctor Feeder’, as Abby started to call the nice doctor, I need some piece of clothing to fit me. Melissa suggested sewing up a toga from our bedsheets, I’m not even sure if she was joking or not… Luckily we have a friend who is even bigger than we are. Abby offered to lend me one of her big, tent-like shirts, she wore for sleeping. It is so big! So comfy! It’s not even too snug over my chest! I should better go to that appointment. I’m really curious what doctor Feeder is going to tell me. Doctor Feeder is spot on! But I’m getting ahead of things… The doctor was quite shocked to see how different I looked from only yesterday. I tried to recall everything I ate today, but I’m quite sure I only mentioned like a half of what I’ve actually eaten. However the doctor seemed convinced it was the reason behind my bloated middle. The nurse took me to another room and took my measurements again… My chest is an inch bigger than it was only yesterday! I refused to step on a scale though… Then it happened. When the nurse walked me back to the doctor and there was a huge mountain of food waiting for me. The doctor gave me a little shrug, saying he still wasn’t entirely convinced about my condition. Asshole! He’s lucky he’s so cute! Anyway… I ate all of the food, unable to even stand up afterwards. I guess you must be thinking I couldn’t really be hungry after eating all day and you would be right. I wasn’t hungry… The thing is I can always eat more. The real mystery is why I agreed to come again tomorrow morning… That’s it for today. Uh... Talk to you soon?

First Czech dialogue S: I would never expect, she could eat so much… B: Yeah, I thought she would eat a slice of each. Tops! S: I was kinda looking forward to eating her pizza! B: Don’t tell me you’re still hungry! S: I could go for something… B: You’re insatiable! B: At this rate you’ll be fatter than me in no time! B: Aren’t you afraid El will get fat because of us? I’m a bit worried watching how she tries to keep up with us… S: She said, she doesn’t mind. S: If only I could look like her! B: You would have to go on a really strict diet! S: I’m too lazy and hungry for that. Second Czech dialogue T: Where do you have your new roommate? B: She overstuffed herself and passed out. Poor girl isn't used to eat regularly. M: She's really pretty, isn't she? I can't tear my eyes off of her!... M: So girls, which one of you is gonna go fetch her? M: Speak of the devil...

Chapter 3 I opened my eyes slowly and then closed them again. I must have passed out from eating all that pizza! "Teda, fakt bych nečekala, že toho dokáže sníst tolik…” Sophie said. Whatever it meant. “Jó no. Já si myslela, že dá tak jeden kousek od každé. Maximálně!” Betty replied. “Docela jsem se na tu její pizzu těšila!” Sophie laughed. “Neříkej mi, že máš pořád ještě hlad!” Betty said, sounding surprised. “Ještě bych si něco dala…” “Ty seš ale nenažraná!” Betty said, giggling. “Tímhle tempem budeš za chvilku tlustší než já!” Betty went silent, only to start speaking again in a more serious tone. “Nemáš strach, že El kvůli nám ztloustne? Já trochu jo, když vidím, jak se s námi snaží držet krok…” “Prý jí to nevadí.” Sophie sighed. “Kdybych tak vypadala jako ona…” Betty laughed. “To bys musela držet pěkně krutou dietu!” “Na to jsem moc líná a hladová.” I had no idea for how long I was out, but by the way my stomach felt, I couldn’t have been out for long. Oh god, I’m ready to burst! I let out a groan and opened my eyes again. “Oh hey, welcome back to the land of the living!” Sophie said, giggling. “Are you alright? You look a bit pale.” Betty asked with concern. “Yeah, I just… ate too much.” I said, stifling a burp. Oh god, I’m so bloated! I pulled up my shirt, revealing a protruding potbelly. It might not have looked too impressive next to the ** sisters, but to me it looked huge. I laid my hands onto it and started to caress it gently. It feels so hard! I’m filled to the brim! It feels really good though… I could get used to this! “So….which topping did you like the most?” Sophie asked curiously. “I’m not sure… as you can see, they were all delicious!” I glanced down at my bloated middle. “But if I had to choose…” I said scratching my chin. “I think next time I’m gonna go with gorgonzola and ham on cream. That one really spoke to me!” I ate two slices of each pizza, so I thought my opinion had some weight. “Ha, I told ya!” Sophie cried victoriously, throwing her arms up in triumph, making her whole body quiver. I stifled another burp that was forcing its way to my lips. “So, you girls eat like this all the time?” I asked, even though one look at their physiques was all the answer I needed. “Pretty much. When we can.” Betty said. “How?! I always thought I could eat a lot, yet I feel like I’m about to burst! And you ate more than I did!” “Years of practice.” Betty giggled, patting her huge middle. “To be honest, I’ve been just telling Betty I’m still a bit hungry…” Sophie said, standing up laboriously. “In fact I’m gonna get some snacks. Anybody want anything?” I stared at the younger girl in disbelief. How can she still be hungry after devouring so much pizza? Betty shook her head. “I’m good, thanks.” Sophie gazed at me quizzically and I remembered that I didn’t say anything. “No, thanks. I really would have burst!” Sophie shrugged, even such a little movement was enough to make her huge bosom and massive gut quiver. “Suit yourself.” “She’s got quite an appetite, huh?” I asked Betty, once Sophie disappeared in the kitchen. “She does, yeah. Poor girl seems to be hungry all the time! The way she’s going she’s gonna end up even larger than me! The sad part is, she actually feels bad about her size.” “Yeah, I know.” Betty looked at me in surprise. “She told me that yesterday during her midnight ice-cream snack.” “That’s where all my ice-cream disappeared! I thought I was going crazy!” Betty laughed. “But it totally makes sense, no wonder she gained so much recently.” “You’re not mad at her, are you?” I asked, worried I might have gotten Sophie into trouble. “Nah, of course not. It’s just an ice-cream.” Sophie returned with her hands full of several packs of family sized chips and collapsed into an armchair. The chair let out a loud crack, startling the fat youth, but nothing else happened. “Careful sis, you’re not exactly a lightweight!” “I know, I know.” Sophie said, blushing. “So El, what do you want to do today?” Betty asked. “Honestly? I’m not quite sure if I’m ready to get my ass off this couch just yet. I know I keep saying it, but I’m seriously stuffed!” “Don’t sweat it. Lazy days are the best days after all!” And a lazy day we had, talking and watching movies. It was about 4 pm, when Monica found us still sitting on the couch. “Hey girls, I brought you a snack!” She said, placing a bucket from KFC in front of each of us. “Yum! I was just starting to get hungry!” Sophie said, opening her bucket immediately. She’s hungry again? I thought, confused. Sophie barely stopped eating throughout the day, eating a treat after a treat, again and again. I looked at the bucket in front of me. Wait a second, that’s a two-person bucket! It’s a full meal for two people and they call it a snack?! I barely stopped feeling full from lunch! I took off the lid from the bucket and the smell of chicken filled my nostrils. Oh, it smells so good! I pulled out a chicken strip and took a big bite. I’m going to regret this so much... This year is seriously gonna test the limits of my stomach! My belly had never looked as big and as bloated as it did after I ate most of the bucket. Fascinated by how round my middle was, I didn’t see Sophie finishing the hot wing and a handful of fries I couldn’t possibly finish without finally bursting apart. It took a tremendous amount of effort to get up to my feet. “I think I need to go lie down for a bit.” I said, caressing my food baby. Once in ‘my’ room, I took off the pikachu t-shirt and placed it on a chair, revealing my middle in its overstuffed glory. Oh my god! I look huge! I couldn’t believe how far my full belly stuck out. It sticks out almost as far as my tits do! Just this morning my stomach was pretty flat. Now, after nine hours of doing little else than eating, it looked as if I was pregnant. My stomach groaned, clearly not used to having so much food crammed inside it. Not even 24 hours in my stay with Betty and her family and I already consumed more calories than I would normally eat in a week. My mother would have gone mad if she saw me like this! I could already hear the speech she would give me if she knew just how much food I ate. “What do you think you’re doing?! Do you want to get fat! You know how easy it is for you to gain weight! No one will like you if you’re fat!” I rolled my eyes. I really don’t need that in my life… I laid down into my bed, my hands inevitably falling on my protruding belly. Why do I eat so much though? Why do I try to keep up with Betty and Sophie? I could say I do it just to belong, but… that wouldn’t be the truth, would it? No. I closed my eyes, enjoying how good it felt to be this full. I really enjoy stuffing myself! I smiled to myself. I’m stuffed to the brim and I wouldn’t be able to eat a single bite… yet I already find myself looking forward to dinner! I started to move my hands, massaging my bloated stomach, surprised by how good it felt. I sighed with pleasure. I’ve never felt this good before! Startled, I looked at the open door. Betty and Sophie rushed inside as fast as their large bodies allowed, each carrying a tray of sweets. “Someone looks really hungry.” Betty announced. Sophie nodded. “El looks starving! We don’t want to be bad hosts, do we?” Betty shook her head. No, we definitely don’t want that.” I sat up and opened my mouth, trying to protest, but my stomach was faster. It growled, demanding food and suddenly, I felt hungrier than ever before. The girls sat down on the bed on either side of me and started to feed me, one pastry at the time. With each bite I took, I felt my middle surge forward, growing larger and larger. Small at first, it quickly grew rounder, making me look six months pregnant. Then seven months, eight months, nine months… I had to lean back to make space for my ballooning midsection as it continued to grow, laying heavily on my thick thighs. I moaned in pleasure. “More! I need more!” I cried out in ecstasy. The girls obliged, not slowing the constant stream of sweet delights. I closed my eyes, reveling in the bliss eating gave me, hoping it would never end. I don’t know how long it kept going like that, only noticing when the stream of pastries suddenly stopped. I opened my eyes, ready to complain, but the sight of my gut stopped me. Expanded beyond believe it reached all the way to my knees and then some, making even Sophie’s monstrous belly look small in comparison. Out of the blue, I felt very full, feeling as if I had to burst in any second now. Both girls laid their hands on my middle and started to massage it gently. A soft moan escaped my lips. The girls continued to caress my bloated gut and I felt as it started to shrink. The rest of my body tingled, my breasts slowly expanding, my thighs growing wider. My big butt grew as well, slowly filling up, lifting me higher with each and every added inch. My body was digesting the huge meal, turning it into fat instantly. My body continued to grow larger, expanding with every passing second. My butt, hips and thighs were getting thicker and thicker, surpassing even Betty’s massive lower half. My chest also kept growing, getting fuller, larger, heavier! My boobs grew to the size of honeydews, spilling out of my painfully small bra. Reaching behind me I unclasped it and threw it on the ground. I grabbed my perfectly tear shaped breasts, squeezing them. A wave of pleasure ran over me and I let out another moan. My tits were pushing into the palms of my hands and I realized they weren’t done yet. They kept filling up, jutting more and more in front of me. The size of honeydews was a distant memory, my boobs reaching the size of small watermelons. They weren’t stopping though! I cried out with joy. Not even the largest watermelons could compare with the size of my boobs, when they finally stopped. Even Sophie’s huge pair looked unimpressive next to mine! As the growth stopped, so did the shrinking of my middle, leaving me with two soft rolls where none were before. My waist was still really small when compared with my hips and bosom. My stomach let out a loud growl. “I’m starving!” I complained. Betty and Sophie looked at each other and smiled. Sophie then pushed me on my back and Betty started to feed my hungry mouth. It felt so good! Once again I started to moan with pleasure, but this time, my hands slid down between my legs and into my nethers… I woke up with a start, blushing with embarrassment. What a weird dream! I thought, sitting up. I looked down, examining my body just to make sure it was really all just a dream. My boobs, as full and ample as they were, remained small enough to fit inside the E-cup bra I was wearing comfortably. Feeling silly I squeezed my right butt cheek. “Yep, still as fat as it was.” I giggled. Then, finally, I focused on my midsection. Still a bit larger than it was this morning, it seemed a lot smaller than it was when I fell asleep. I stood up to get a better look at the mirror, but then I smelled it. A sweet scent I’ve never smelled before filled my nostrils and I started salivating. My stomach rumbled in agreement. I can’t be hungry after all I already ate today, can I? I stomach responded with a groan. “Alright, I get it… we’re hungry. I’ll put some clothes on and we’ll go investigate, ok?” I took the pikachu shirt from where I left it and put it on, stretching its yellow head by my chest once more. “Kde vůbec máte novou spolubydlící?” I heard Tom voice ask. “Přežrala se a odpadla.” Betty giggled. “Chuděra není zvyklá jíst pravidelně.” “Ale je teda fakt pěkná, že? Vůbec od ní nemůžu odtrhnout oči!” Monica said. “Tak holky, která pro ni dojde?” “Uh, hello.” I said, walking into the kitchen, feeling like an intruder. “My o čertu…” Monica grinned. “Hi El, you’re right on time, dinner is served.” “Yeah, it’s what brought me here.” I smiled, tapping my nose. “Well then, take a seat and tell me, how many eh… dumplings do you want?” Monica asked. She looked at her daughters desperately. “It’s dumplings, right?” Betty shrugged. “I guess…” “Prostě knedlíky!” Monica said. “How many?” “I don’t know, what is a normal portion?” I wasn’t too worried, when Monica told me I’ll get four of those 'knedlíky'. I was starting to get worried when both Betty and Sophie had four of them as well. Oh boy. I should have realized that a “normal portion” is vastly different in this family than anywhere else… I thought, looking at my plate. The 'knedlíky' were huge balls of dough, covered with a thick layer of powdered sugar, drowned in melted butter. They were so big that they barely fit on the plate! Carefully I made the first cut, not knowing what to expect. Whatever I did expect, I definitely didn’t expect red liquid to start pouring out. I took a good look through the hole I made, to find out the thing was filled to the brim with strawberries and even more sugar. I stabbed the little piece I cut off with my fork and put it into my mouth, getting the first taste of the meal. The sweetness overwhelmed my senses. Oh my god, it’s so delicious! Without hesitation I dug into the meal, eating as fast as I could, unable to wait between the bites any longer than necessary. I dropped the knife and fork on the now empty plate. I can’t believe I really ate all four of those monsters! I was kinda relieved when I saw Sophie asking for the fifth one, but I still managed to cram inside my stomach the same insane amount as Betty did. My belly was bulging, once more giving the impression of pregnancy. I leaned back in the chair and pulled down my pants a little, giving my middle a bit more space, because the waistband was digging into it painfully. With how full I was, it wasn’t a good combination. “This has to be the best meal I’ve ever tasted.” I said in awe. “Aww, I’m very happy to hear that!” Monica said. “There’s more if you want seconds.” “Uhm…” Wait, I’m not really considering it am I? It sounds tempting, but… “I don’t have any space where to put it anymore.” I said, placing my hand on my bloated middle for emphasis. “I’m afraid I would have burst if I tried to eat any more!” Monica smiled, nodding. “You do look like you’re ready to pop. I’ll take it as a compliment.” She said, starting to gather up the empty plates. I tried to stand up to help Monica with cleaning up the plates, but my legs failed to lift my big butt and so I remained seated. My effort didn’t go unnoticed though. “Don’t worry about it, dear. I’ll take care of it.” Monica said, putting her hand on my shoulder. After a few minutes of recovering after the meal, I finally managed to heave myself up to my feet. I feel like I’ve gained a hundred pounds in a single day! I thought, still shocked how much I ate during a single meal. If only my mother saw me right now! Mother… I really should call home that I’m doing well. I only texted them yesterday. “I think I’m gonna call home to let my parents know that everything’s alright.” I announced. “You do that. I’m sure your parents must be worried about you!” Monica said. I set up my laptop, which I luckily kept in my bag, and prepared for the video call. I double checked there was no way my bloated middle showed anywhere and then pressed the button. “I was beginning to think you forgot about us already.” My mum said, when she appeared on the screen. “Hi mum.” I grinned. “Sorry, I just didn’t have time to call before, I had too many things on my plate.” I smiled. More than you would ever believe. “It’s so good to see you.” My mum smiled. “We miss you already. How are you doing?” “I’m fine. The family I live with is super nice! You would love them!” If they were thinner. “The only problem is the lost luggage I texted you about yesterday. I borrowed some clothes, so it’s not an immediate issue though.” “Your father called the airport and they said they're sure your things boarded the plane and that they think your things should turn up sooner or later. I’m glad you’re doing alright in the meantime.” My mother went silent for a moment, frowning with focus on something on the screen. “Is that sugar on your cheek?” Oh crap! “What?! No!” I said wiping my cheek with my hand. “I-I have to go now!. Love you! Bye.” I said, ending the call immediately. Great job El, not suspicious in the slightest!