She continued to swell, bigger and bigger as she gorged herself on anything she
could get her hands on, people were pointing at the strange blimp that appeared on the
horizon. Charlotte hardly noticed the tiny specks below her as she felt her internal
pressure rise. She was completely filled up with food. She was getting bigger as she ate,
she just knew it! And she was loving every minute of it.
That doesn’t make any sense, thought Charlotte when she awoke. If I was full of food,
why was I flying? She had to settle for that age-old answer Who really cares? today.
Today, though Charlotte, admiring the results of her bingeing in the mirror, is the first day
of the rest of my life.
She still had her figure; she was just more curvaceous. A lot more. Her hips now
flared out dramatically, her butt stretched her poor panties to the limits, and her breasts
now seemed to be in the DD range! Her swollen form no longer fit into any of her usual
negligees and she had been forced to sleep in her panties. I’ve got to go out and buy a
nightgown. Why don’t I have any loose gowns in my wardrobe, anyway? Everything is so
form-fitting. Well, that would soon change.
Charlotte turned and surveyed her enlarged butt. Her bottom had become
noticeably wider than she liked. The stitches in her panties groaned audibly when she bent
over. The sight began to give her some doubts about her plan. When her senses were lost
in last night’s fantastic feeding frenzy, purposely gaining weight seemed like a great idea.
Now, however, she thought of what Helen would say. She couldn’t stand Helen, but her
hurtful comments were burned into Charlotte’s mind. Getting fat no longer seemed like
the perfect revenge.
Well, first things first, thought Charlotte. Obviously, if I want to do anything I
have to buy some new clothes. No way am I fitting into any of this old stuff. Maybe
things will be clearer after I’m done shopping. That always calms me down.
She quickly rummaged through her closet, searching for something, anything that
would fit her newly bloated body. She finally settled on a pair of sweat pants and an old
Tee shirt. The pants fit fine ( although there wasn’t much string to draw), but the shirt
was another story. Her fattened breasts filled the shirt to its capacity as it rode up her
massive new belly. Charlotte contemplated her exposed belly button; it was definitely
deeper than it should have been! The stitches were groaning even louder than the stitches
in her panties had this morning. The bra she had squeezed herself into was way too small.
Her cleavage spilt over the straining cups. The snap in back was pulled so tight Charlotte
wondered if she would be able to unsnap it.
Great, she thought dismally, and this is the biggest shirt I have, too! I really am
blowing up like a balloon! If I’m not careful that dream I had really will come true!
Hello, what’s this? An envelope had been slipped through the little slot in her front door.
She tore it open and quickly scanned it. My high school reunion? Ah, great, just what I
need, a contrived plot twist. There’s no way I can show up there looking like this. But,
man, wouldn’t Helen love that? She’d have finally won, forcing me out of the picture.
Well, there’s no way I’m going to allow that. I’ll just work really hard all... She glanced
at the date of the reunion, week, buy some new clothes, and no one will notice. She
didn’t have much time to contemplate this possibility as she jumped in her car and took off
for the mall.
Yup, that’s the place to be. I’ll find plenty of clothes at the mall. And I’m sure I
can pick up some diet stuff at the health food store, too! All in all, a great plan! Charlotte
beamed at her own cunning.
Charlotte’s entire body bounced and wobbled as she waddled through the mall.
Her full jugs bounced with every step, threatening to pop free.
Oh,no! Charlotte stared, hypnotized. Before her lay the food court, fast food,
Chinese restaurants, all-you-can-eat buffets. She should have realized that the mall would be full of temptations!
Well, she thought, I shouldn’t shop on an empty stomach. I’ll just have a quick
snack before I go on.
Charlotte immediately went to McDonalds and ordered a super-sized Big Mac
meal. As she stuffed the first fries into her mouth, all the familiar feelings she had felt the
day before came back. In five minutes, the food was all gone. And Charlotte was still
hungry.
Next she went to Pizza Hut..Panda Express...Taco Bell. Charlotte just had to
sample each different restaurant. She caught herself just before she walked into the buffet.
My God! What am I doing? How much have I eaten? At least, I wore my sweat
pants today. Charlotte sighed in relief. A muffled POP could be heard as the seams on
the left side of her shirt began to tear. Charlotte’s breathing became shallow as she
struggled to stay stuffed into the skin-tight shirt. Her bulging stomach was so incredibly
tight she felt as if she might split wide open.
Charlotte walked briskly to the first clothing store she could find, seams splitting
all the way.
Hello, smiled the saleswoman, And welcome to ‘Le Maison De Crap.’ How may
I be of service?
I need some clothes, please, huffed Charlotte. A new shirt and a new bra. The
saleswoman was having a difficult time not staring at her enormous boobs and stuffed
belly. Her huge belly inflated and deflated with each labored breath.
I’ll say you do, muttered the Saleswoman, We have lots of maternity sizes to
choose from. And perhaps a nice girdle would help you a bit. Please follow me.
Charlotte almost opened her mouth to protest that she wasn’t pregnant but thought better
of it. What difference does it make? she thought. I might as well be pregnant for the size
of this stomach.
In the dressing room, Charlotte struggled to undo the clasp of her brassiere. When
it finally gave, her tits exploded free, sending the inadequate undergarment flying across
the room. Charlotte quickly pulled on the E cup. It fit perfectly. She smiled to herself.
Finally, something was going right!
She eyed the girdle suspiciously. Grabbing hold of it, she held it over her head and
wriggled into it. The gut stood out, round and firm; the strings dug deep into her
protruding tummy. But it closed. Charlotte changed as quickly as she could and went out
to pay for her purchases. As she walked out, she bumped into Nestor. Nestor was an
awkward, geeky classmate of hers. The two of them hadn’t really travelled in the same
circles, but they did know each other.
Nestor? Is that you? asked Charlotte.
Nestor squinted at Charlotte. Whoa,: he said, I know you. We went to school
together. Charlotte?
That’s right. I’m surprised you recognized me.
It wasn’t easy. I lost my glasses and I’m just about blind.
Well, I’ve put on a little weight since then. Charlotte patted her expansive gut.
Shock waves rippled through her soft flesh.
Who hasn’t? grinned. He really is blind, thought Charlotte in surprise.
Well, do you know who’s going?
I’ve met a few people. Hedwig, Melvin, Helga, Nora, Howard, Matrushka,
Won Suk, Sanjay, Squid-boy-
Sorry, I didn’t know them too well. Except Squid-boy. Didn’t he smoke out in
the third floor lavatory?
Yeah, that’s the one. Okay, do you remember Biff, Trent, Todd, Tiffany, Brittany-
No, not really. Or I wish I didn’t.
Gary, Ned, Chad, Laura, Heather, Pam?
Okay, those names sound familiar.
I should hope so! said a familiar voice.
Oh, shit! said Charlotte. Helen sauntered out from behind a clothes rake, stroking her
evil angora cat, Falaffel.
Better stop eating now or we’ll have to roll you home, round girl!
I’m not eating right now, you anorexic bitch.
Oh, hi, Helen.
Who are you? sneered Helen.
Nestor.
Oh. Yeah, I remember you. What are you doing in a woman’s clothing store?
I’m a transvestite.
Oh. I’ll humiliate you later. Right now I have to talk with Charlotte. Why don’t we step
into that private dressing room over there to talk?
Oh, I’d like to, said Charlotte, but with this huge gut I don’t know if it’s
possible. Charlotte sucked in her stomach and squeezed between the doors.
Boy, you really are a cow, aren’t you? But it’s funny how we keep running into
each other, isn’t it?
Yeah, great. A real mystery. Don’t you have a hobby or something?
What, aren’t you glad to see your old friend Helen?
Shut up. How stupid do you think I am? You tricked me once. You won’t do it again.
Okay...I’ll just stand here and make snide comments. Whoa, Charlotte, better watch
your ass! Look at the size of it! Watch out, it’s gonna blow!
Charlotte’s rounded rear was putting excessive pressure on the seat of her pants.
Although they fit when she stood up, bending over was a different story. Helen giggled to
herself, but Charlotte shot her a look so full of anger that she dropped her cat in surprise.
She quickly ducked out, vowing to return.
My, what a one-dimensional bitch! said Nestor. What’s her problem?
I don’t know, charlotte said, bravely trying to hide the fact that tears were once again
welling up n her eyes. Damn, she thought, I can’t believe Helen can still get through to
me like that. I don’t know if you can see me at all, but I’ve gotten a lot fatter than the
last time we met. I’m so sorry; I can’t talk right now. This is too much for me! Please
excuse me! Charlotte ran off quickly before Nestor could see her cry.
She doesn’t look that bad, thought Nestor, Maybe I should have let her know that that
transvestite remark was a joke. I wonder if she’s coming to the reunion.
Charlotte moaned loudly. After the incident at the store, Charlotte went home and
tried to eat herself out of her misery. Her tight dress finally gave out. Charlotte strained to
peer over her ever inflating tummy. The girdle was still tied, but it was hanging on for
dear life. She could feel it slowly stretch every time she breathed. She rolled over onto her
stomach.
Wiping the remains of a cream puff from her plump lips, she groaned, I am such a pig!
Why can’t I stop eating? Come here, look at this! she said to her mirror reflection.
What’s bigger, my gut or my ass? I’m sooooo full and fat! If I eat just one more bite, I
swear I’m just going to EXPLODE! Oh, shit, why did I do this? It’s only six days to the
reunion! I should be working out and instead I’m gorging myself on junk food! Okay, I’ll
start the diet tomorrow. I’ve still got enough time. Then she collapsed and fell asleep.
To be Continued...
by Hagfish