It was three weeks before Halloween. The weather was just
turning cool and the leaves of the trees were in brilliant
colors. All should have been good with the world. But Cheryl was
not totally happy. She had just had to reevaluate her life with
her husband of two years.
It was when she had been cleaning out the garage to put the
snow removal equipment in there. Her husband, Mark, has told her
not to do that because he would get to it in a week or so. But
she decided to do it for her overworked husband. He had been
working ten to fifteen hour days for the last few weeks in order
to get a promotion. Well all had been fine until she had tried to
move a very large cardboard box. It was far too heavy for her to
slide, much less to lift. So she decided to empty it.
It was then that she had one of the greatest shocks of her
life. The box was full of magazines, "girly magazines". But
instead of the normal magazines these where of fat women. Cheryl
was so stunned that she just stood there for several minutes. She
then took out a few of them and paged through them. She stood
there with the feelings of disgust that society says that you
should have when looking at fat women. Though she thought that a
few of them did have pretty faces. Then she saw the video tapes,
at least ten of them. She took them with trembling hands and
walked back into the house.
If finding the magazines had been a shock the tapes were
worse. There were a few of them that were multiple movies. Each
movie had at least one fat woman. But it was the last three that
really effected Cheryl. They were very amateurish in the
production, but they "starred" the same girl. She was a heavy
brunette with blue eyes.
In the one that had a number one on the outside of the tape
showed the girl dressed in a very tight pair of shorts. She was
giggling and telling the person behind the camera that this was
ridiculous. But she went on with the filming. Over the next 40
minutes the brunette ate a feast. Two whole pizzas, a loaf of
french bread dripping with butter, and a bowl of ice cream and
chocolate sauce. The whole time she kept up a dialogue talking to
the person behind the camera, who was no doubt Mark.
In the next few videos the girl got steadily heavier, until
the last one where she waddled over to a scale and stood on it.
The dial spun to 320. The brunette then ate a meal that would
drive most people to the hospital.
At the end of the film she was lounging on the sofa, her
belly having ripped free of the shirt she had worn. She looked
toward the camera, smiled, and crooked a pudgy finger at the
cameraman motioning him to join her.
Her confrontation of Mark was not a pretty sight. She cried
and Mark swore, calling her a spy. She found out that the girl
was his first fiancé, a girl named Mary. Mary had been killed by
a drunk driver 3 years before they had been married. It took
three days for Cheryl to cool off.
She still could not see why Mark was so attracted to fat, but she
didn't kid him about it. She just looked at herself in the mirror
and wondered.
The reflection showed a 23 year old blonde, 5'2" tall,
weighing 105 pounds. While she was petite she did have large
breasts, which Mark loved. But very little fat.
But as Halloween approached she was brought out of her blues
by a very unexpected person. It was Belinda, Mark's best friend's
wife. Cheryl had once called her Belinda the Blimp, but now was
very careful to not tell Mark how fat she was. Belinda was just
about the weirdest person that they knew. She was involved in
some sort of cult that still believed in magic. She said she was
a witch. But they did throw the best parties and a costume party
was just the thing to bring her out of her doldrums. Mark was
going to go as a Knight in shining armor. But Cheryl couldn't
think of a thing to wear.
After a week of wondering Cheryl was in the market getting
something for dinner. Then she looked up to see the fattest woman
she had ever seen. The sight was such a shock that at first she
couldn't do anything. But then Cheryl found herself following her
around as she overloaded the cart with junk food. Cheryl then
found herself watching the sway of the exaggerated hips. She was
starting to see what Mark saw in such woman.
The woman's sexiness was overpowering, overflowing. Then it
came to her in a flash. She would be a circus fat lady at the
party. Not just any fat lady, but Chubby Cheryl, the worlds
fattest lady.
Early the next morning she began to work on her costume. She
would go to the library and check out just how makeup was done.
After her jaunt to the library she got started. She decided that
she would start at the head and work down. She thought that the
bust would be a good start. Since she was so small everywhere
else and wore a EE bra she knew where she could get a custom made
bra. She drove over to Andre's. Once she was there she asked to
see Andre alone.
"Andre, I have to ask what is the largest bra you have ever
made."
Andre looked shocked. "Cheryl, you know that I cannot tell
you that. You, along with all of the rest of my clients, wish
privacy when you come here." After several minutes of begging
Andre weakened. "I made a special bra for a very large busted
stripper. It was a 78JJ." Cheryl was stunned to think that a
stripper was that big in the bust. But she moved on. "No, Andre,
I want to dress up as a circus fat lady. Have you ever done
something like this?" "Yeah, I have. She was huge! It took three
tapes to reach around her. I don't think I have ever seen so much
cleavage." Cheryl let Andre ramble on for a few minute. Then they
worked out just how to fit it to her much smaller body. It would
take him three days to make the item.
She left there to go home and start working on the rest of
the costume. She held it in strict secrecy. She was working on it
while Mark was at work. It slowly took shape. The enormous bra,
the largest sweats in town, the biggest dress, these were the
things that helped her make up the costume.
To get her in the right mind set she watched the eating
videos that Mark had in his library. She would get in the slowly
forming costume and walk around in front of the mirror. She was
starting to really feel sexy in the costume.
It was Friday, the day before Halloween, when she finally
finished it. She looked in the mirror and was shocked! She was
huge! Her belly almost reached the floor. The sweats that she had
dyed flesh colored could just be seen, they really looked like
rolls of fat. She had used a layer of liquid in a plastic tubing
under the padding. It made her really jiggle when she waddled.
Yes, waddled, all of the padding made walking almost impossible.
The dress she had chosen was now too tight. She thought she had
gotten kind of carried away with the padding.
The next day crawled by. Mark went out to the office in the
morning and wasn't coming home until half an hour before the
party. Belinda called to tell her that she should be ready to
have the best time she ever had. At the witching hour there would
be a small ceremony for her religion. This was the high holiday
for her religion. Cheryl blew her off. She almost laughed in the
phone, but she held her tongue.
During the day she found she was very hungry. She munched on
this and that. By the time Mark got home she was over stuffed,
but feeling very good. It took Mark less that 15 minutes to get
into his armor. At the end of this he began calling to her to
hurry up. She was getting dressed in her costume. As she did so
she was having flashes of both erotic feelings and hunger. She
worked the zipper up on her dress she was sorry she had that last
handful of M&M's. She worked on the makeup for her face, as she
did so the slender girl she was disappeared and a jowly triple
chinned beauty appeared.
As she stood up from the dressing table she was amazed at
the change that had come over her. And how sexy she felt. She
waddled to the door then found a small problem. She was just a
little too wide to fit through the door. She squeeze out into the
front room and Mark's open mouthed reaction. She giggled and
said, "Lover, I told you I was getting just a little too fat for
those narrow doors. And you promised me to widen them." The last
was said with her sexist pout. Mark stood there stammering. She
waddled over to him and kissed him on the check. "Happy
Halloween, love."
On the way to Belinda's house she kept up a constant chatter
about how much she ate, how fat she had gotten, and how much
fatter she wanted to get. Most of it was stolen from Mary's
videos, but Mark seemed to love it. Cheryl ran her hands over the
tight fabric of the blue dress she was wearing, not only did it
drive Mark nuts, she was becoming turned on also.
When they arrived at the party she acted as if walking
was almost impossible. And in the costume it almost was. She
moved slowly to the front door, which was luckily a double door.
Mark took her wrap and the conversation in the room suddenly
stopped. Everyone there knew Cheryl as a skinny little sex-bomb.
None could think of her a this blimpish behemoth.
Belinda came over to welcome them to her party. She was
quite taken by Cheryl's costume. "Very sexy, Cheryl. I am quite jealous that I
will not have Mark's eye tonight." With
that Belinda moved away. Cheryl, still in the role, leaned on
Mark and asked to be taken to a chair near the buffet table. He
showed her to a sofa where she could see the table. Mark appeared
momentarily with a plate overflowing with food. Cheryl was
stuffed from her earlier gluttony, but soon found herself packing
it away. It seem that no sooner than she finished off one plate,
when somebody would give her another one.
It was 11:50 PM when Mark reappeared. "Help me up lover, it
is almost time for the entertainment," Cheryl gasped due to the
amount of food crammed in her belly. Mark was stunned to see that
the seams on her dress were giving way, just as if she was really
this fat! He was even more stunned to find how much force it took
to get her on her feet.
At midnight the lights in the room went out and 13 women
dressed in black entered the room. Each carried a black candle.
They went through a very complex ceremony that was supposed to
release the healing of the Earth Mother. And it was to grant the
wishes of those who wanted change. After the ceremony the lights
came on and the guests began to drift out. Mark and Cheryl were
some of the first.
On the way home she was so turned on she could hardly stand
it. In fact she opened Mark's costume and began to fondle his
manhood. At the doorway they kissed and Cheryl's knees went weak.
Mark's arms were just too short to reach around the newly
inflated Cheryl. Mark's hands moved to the huge hanging belly and
lifted it and let it drop. The sloping shelf jiggled and came to
a rest a few seconds later. Her tongue darted in and out of his
mouth as she kissed him.
Mark was in seventh heaven fondling the huge form of his
costumed wife. Then as he lead her to the bedroom she reached out
and grabbed the bucket containing the M&M's for the kids. She
ripped open several snack sized bags while she watched Mark
strip. As she munched she smiled, too bad she couldn't make love
to him in costume. She just felt so damned sexy!
"Come here, Chubby Cheryl! Let see the fattest woman in the
world move all of that fat." Mark was breathing as hard as his
erection. Cheryl rolled to her feet and was amazed at how hard it
was. She did a slow sexy waddle to her lover. He reached behind
her and began to unzip the dress, which was perilously close to
bursting. She was shocked to feel the cold air hit her back. The
costume should have covered her shoulder blades! It was then that
she heard Mark's gasp.
In the dressing table mirror she could see the wall mirrors
reflection of her back. She almost fainted to see that instead of
the fabric of her costume she saw creamy white flesh. As Mark
rolled down the shoulders of her dress she became more light
headed. She saw rolls of fat where there should have been nylon
holding a padded costume. When he slid the dress further down she
saw huge arms, gigantic breasts overflowing the enormous bra, a
mountainous belly flowing down past her knees.
The lowest roll of fat around her ankles reached the floor.
She watched in wonder as two fat hands traced one of the folds of
flesh down her sagging belly.
When she slid her fingertips, with long red painted nails, under
the roll she had the first of the nights orgasms. It seemed to go
on forever.
Mark directed her to the waterbed. As she sunk into it she
heard the frame groan under her fabulous weight. Another orgasm
flowed over her. She found Mark feeding her the last of the 10
pounds of M&M's. Her belly felt like bursting.
Mark poured warm oil over the bulging expanse. She lifted
a flabby arm to brush back her silky blonde hair. She felt
great. She was sure that Belinda's ceremony was responsible for
this. She though she should call her, that is if she could move
enough in the morning to reach the phone.
She looked lovingly up into Mark's eyes. The fire of
passion that had never been there before sent shudders down her
fat buried spine. As she smiled she said, "Happy Halloween,
Lover." And it was for all..
by Bruce Powell