by ~Max~
PART 1
That little tramp! Parading around in that ridiculously short skirt, and
that tight sweater. I thought Bill's eyes were going to pop out of his head.
And then the nerve of her to sit on his lap!
I haven't yet figured out what I am going to do but, she is going to pay for
this one - believe me.
** I could tell that Mom was really pissed off at me tonight. Well, I can't
help it if her boyfriend likes me more than her.
I have to admit that even though she is only seventeen years old, Heather
already has the kind of body that can drive a man wild, with those big firm
tits of hers, and her round tight ass. No wonder Bill gets a hard-on
whenever she enters the room.
My tits are big enough, but they haven't been firm ever since Heather was
born. And I hate to even think about what my ass must look like. Even with
all the diets I have been on, I still haven't been able to lose all the
weight I gained when I was pregnant with Heather.
If I wouldn't have gotten myself knocked-up, I would still be thin, like I
was when I was seventeen.
But Heather never has to diet. Heather doesn't know what it's like to buy
an outfit and outgrow it before you even get a chance to wear it.
It would be justice if Heather would get fat. Maybe then when I brought a
date home, he would look at me, instead of her.
** This one was kinda cute. And I felt sorry for him. After all, look at
the fat cow he's dating. When I was sitting on his lap, I wiggled my butt
around a little and he got a big hard-on. It's no wonder that he got so
turned-on. This must have been the first time that he's had a really sexy
woman sitting on his lap.
** And why doesn't Mom go on a diet and lose some weight! I keep telling her
that no man is going to be interested in her until she does. But she just
doesn't listen.
I woke up in the middle of the night, after having a dream that Heather had
gotten really fat. I laid in my bed, and imagined how perfect that would be.
Before I knew it, I was devising a plan to actually make my dream come
true.
** When I woke up this morning, Mom was in a great mood, and she was in the
kitchen making me a delicious breakfast. I had chocolate chip pancakes with
syrup, eggs and cheese, sausage, milk, and a big piece of hot apple pie with
ice cream for dessert. When I finally finished everything, I was stuffed !
Mom said that seeing as how it was the beginning of my summer vacation, I
could crawl back into bed while she cleaned up the kitchen.
** And I thought that after what had happened last night, Mom was going to be
a bitch this morning !
I was counting on Heather being lazy while she was off school, but I am
surprised by how inactive she has become. I have to wake her up in the
morning, so I can feed her a fattening breakfast before I go to work. After
breakfast, she either goes back to bed and sleeps, or crawls onto the couch
and watches television.
On my lunch break, I pick-up some fast food and bring it home for her.
Sometimes, she is still sleeping off her large breakfast, and I have to wake
her up to feed it to her.
Before I leave work, at the end of the day, I call a restaurant and place a
take-out order. When I get home with the food, I often discover that Heather
has not done a damn thing all day. We then sit down and eat a big dinner
which always includes a fattening dessert. At night Heather usually has some
friends over. They like to come to our house because I usually order a
pizza, and have several other fattening treats for the girls.
** Today, Mom came home early from work and caught me making it with her
ex-boyfriend. It wasn't my fault. Bill stopped over. He said that he had
lost his wallet and that he thought that it may be under the cushions of our
couch. We started looking for it, and one thing led to another and before I
knew it, we were doing it on the sofa.
** When I saw Mom staring at us, I could tell by the look on her face, that
she was really angry. But she didn't say a word to us. She just walked away
and went into her bedroom and closed the door. She still hasn't come out.
But I expect that when she does, the shit will really hit the fan.
** But is it my fault if men can't keep their hands off of me?
How could she have done this to me? I'll teach that little slut a lesson.
** I thought Mom was going to be really mad, but when she came out of her
room this morning, she didn't even yell at me. She did tell me that I had to
see the doctor to get some kind of birth control.
** I was surprised as hell that I got away with this.
I telephoned our doctor this afternoon and talked to him about birth control
for Heather. He told me about all the different types of contraceptives,
and the advantages and disadvantages of using each method. I told him that I
thought that the "Norplant" implants would be best for Heather because it was
very effective and did not require her to remember to take a pill every day.
He wanted Heather to understand that there is a chance that she could
experience an increased appetite and significant weight gain as a result of
using that method of birth control. I told him that I had already discussed
that possibility with Heather, and she has accepted it.
Of course, Heather would never agree to it if she knew that it might make her
fat.
** I got home from the doctor's office this afternoon where I had that birth
control stuff put under my skin. Mom say that I am supposed to take it easy,
so I plan to just lay around the house for a few days.
** After we got back, I took a nap while Mom went grocery shopping. She came
home with all of my favorite things to eat.
** Mom just left on a date. How any man can be interested in a fat cow like
her, I'll never know.
** At least she made me a lot of good things to eat before she left. Which
is a good thing cuz I feel really hungry tonight.
I had a wonderful time on my date this evening. And then to make the evening
truly perfect, I come home to find Heather asleep on the couch with her bare
tummy bulging over the waist bend of her panties. When I looked in the
kitchen, I discovered that she had eaten almost all the fattening food I had
bought her this afternoon.
Heather has been so hungry lately. I better go to bed now so that I can get
up early and prepare a big breakfast for my growing girl.
** This sure has been a strange morning! Mom woke me up early, just to feed
me breakfast before she went out. She was in such a good mood that I didn't
have the heart to tell her that she had made me way too much food. So even
though it was hard, I ate everything she kept putting on my plate. ** By the
time I was done, I was so stuffed it was hard for me to walk over to the
couch.
** I watched TV for about an hour, then I went into the bathroom and took a
shower.
** After my shower, I went to get a pair of pants from my dresser, and I was
shocked when I discovered that all of my jeans were gone ! When I looked in
the other drawers, I noticed that many of my other clothes were missing too !
The only thing that I could find to wear, were a pair of old sweat pants,
and a sweat shirt. I put them on and went back out into the living room to
wait for Mom. She must know what the hell is going on.
** I hope that she gets home soon, because I am getting hungry.
I was hoping that I would have gotten home from shopping before Heather
discovered that I got rid of all the clothing that was getting too small for
her. As soon as I came home she grilled me about her missing clothing.
Lucky for me, I was prepared with my phony story. I sounded real apologetic
as I told her that our clothes dryer had malfunctioned, and it scorched a
load of her clothing.
"That's why I have been shopping all morning", I told her, "to buy you a
whole new wardrobe".
Heather bought it. She's so dumb.
** Not only is Mom so dumb that she burned all my clothes, but the new stuff
she bought me is all too big.
** She must be feeling guilty about the whole thing cuz she made a huge
dinner for me this evening, and after dinner, she took me out for some ice
cream. Then she rented me three movies and I stayed up all night watching
them while eating candy bars and buttered popcorn.
This is working out better than I hoped ! All those new clothes I bought
Heather were 2 sizes larger than her old ones, and now they too are getting
tight on her. My guess is that she has gained between 20 and 30 pounds so
far.
** Mom's so stupid. She's been shrinking my clothes again. But, I'm afraid
to bitch about it because then she might start making me do me own laundry.
I am going shopping today, and I'll buy Heather some larger clothing. I will
wash them a couple times and then I will sneak them into her dresser drawers.
She's so stupid, she won't even notice.
** I had my so-called friends over tonight. They all made jokes about me and
told me that I was getting fat. They have always been jealous of me because
the boys in school that like me and not them.
** That is the last time I invite them over.
I get the feeling that Heather may be starting to suspect that she is gaining
weight. So, I will try to keep one step ahead of her.
There is a friend at work that is good with mechanical things. I told him
that I was playing a joke on someone and asked him to "fix" our bathroom
scale so that it never goes higher than 120 pounds. And as luck would have
it, he was able to do it.
I am hoping that this will fool Heather long enough to get some more fat on
her.
PART 2
** When I got up this morning, I was still thinking about what the girls said
to me last night, so after my shower, I stepped on the scale. It said that I
weighed 120 pounds. That's only 2 pounds more than when I was weighed in
gym class last year.
** Mom just called me for breakfast. Maybe I'll ask her what she thinks.
Heather just asked me if it looks like she has been gaining weight. I told
her that I hadn't really noticed any change in her, but if she wanted me to,
I could help her with a diet. She said that maybe that would be OK.
I told her that I didn't think that it was necessary to "go overboard", and I
suggested that she start by having a "SlimFast" shake with her breakfast.
She thought that this sounded like a good idea.
** Gaining only two pounds since last spring, doesn't seem like a big deal to
me, but Mom offered to help me start a diet anyway.
After work, I will go to the grocery store and buy several boxes of
"SlimFast". Then I plan to go to the health foods store and purchase a can
of "SuperWeightGain" powder.
It should be easy enough to open the packages of "SlimFast", throw away the
contents, refill those packages with the "SuperWeightGain", and then reseal
them.
This little trick should help me to get an additional 2,000 to 3,000 calories
into Heather everyday.
** Mom is such a klutz. She broke the full length mirror in my bedroom
today, while she was cleaning. Now I will not be able to see what I look
like after I get dressed.
** And what is the deal with her and that dryer. Sometimes she shrinks my
clothes and sometimes she doesn't. I never know how they are going to fit.
Heather no longer sees any of her friends, and she seems a little down
lately. So I have been trying to console her with some extra food.
Because those contraception implants are making her body think that it is
pregnant, and because of all the fattening food including the weight gain
shakes I have been feeding her, Heather is really starting to pack on the
pounds. She's got to be at least 170 or maybe even 180 pounds now.
** This has got to be the most boring summer vacation that I have ever had.
There is nothing to do all day, so I watch a lot of television. There have
been days when I hardly get up off the couch.
When I saw Heather today I was surprised by how she looked. Her ass is twice
the size it used to be. And instead of being firm as it once was, it is soft
and jiggles whenever she moves. Her legs are now very chubby, and her thighs
rub together when she walks. Her belly is no longer hard and flat. She now
has a large roll of fat that hangs over the waist band of her panties with a
second smaller roll right above it. Even though the last bras I bought for
Heather were two sizes larger than her old ones, now her tits over flow the
cups. Heather's face is round, and she now has a double chin.
She is going to make quite and impression on her classmates when school
starts again the day after tomorrow.
** Even though our scale says that I still only weigh 120 pounds, I feel fat.
And I don't understand it. I have been drinking a "SlimFast" shake every
morning before breakfast, and lately, I have also been drinking one just
before I go to bed at night.
** And with school starting tomorrow, I want to look my best.
** I have been telling Mom that I want to go to the mall and buy some new
clothes for school, but she says that she doesn't want me to ride on the bus,
and that she will buy me everything I need.
** But, I want some really cute clothes for my first day, so after Mom goes
to work this morning, I'm going to the mall and do some shopping.
The note that Heather had left for me, told me that she had gone to the mall.
I knew as soon as I read it, that the shit was about to hit the fan. And
sure enough, right after I finished reading it, Heather, stormed through the
front door.
"I'm fat! I weigh 185 pounds !" she screamed.
When she began to cry, I rushed over and hugged her. It was lucky for me
that she was not able to see the shit-eating grin I had on my face.
** Mom was really nice. She said that she would help me start on a serious
diet tomorrow, and even told me that I didn't have to go back to school
until I was able to lose some weight.
** I know that maybe I shouldn't have, but I really stuffed myself at dinner
tonight. Mom even insisted that I have a second piece of pie for dessert.
She said that it was OK, seeing as how I was going to start on my diet
tomorrow.
Heather started her "weight loss program" today. I once again had a big
breakfast waiting for her, but she refused to eat any of it. Instead she
drink 2 Slimfast shakes (at least she thought that it was Slimfast).
After breakfast, Heather decided to try to jog around the block. She
struggled to squeeze into an old pair of sweat pants, and a sports bra. She
looked ridiculous. The sports bra was way too small, and much too tight on
her. It pushed her bloated tits together, and forced them to bulge obscenely
out the top. A large roll of fat stuck out between the bottom of the bra and
the waist band of her sweat pants. And her ass looked huge, as it stretched
the fabric of her sweat pants to their limit.
I watched her out the window and had to laugh as she tried to get her fat
body moving. She was only able to jog a few steps before she had to stop and
catch her breath. Whenever she did get going, her tits, ass, and belly would
bounce up and down wildly.
** I have never been so embarrassed in my life! While I was out jogging
this morning, a car pulls up and stops. The car was full of my old friends,
on their way to school. They all laughed and called me names. I wanted to
die! After they left, I quickly walked home, got out a half-gallon of ice
cream and a spoon, and plopped myself down on the couch. I cried as I ate
all the ice cream. Then I called and ordered a pizza. I finished that
before noon. Mom came home and asked me what was wrong, and I told her what
had happened. She hugged me and then we both ate the burgers and fries that
she had brought home. After she went back to work, I took a nap.
It seems like all Heather does these days is eat and sleep. When I am home,
I insist that she eats until she is stuffed, and when I am away, Heather
always has plenty of food right at her finger tips, because I make sure that
at all times, the house is fully stocked with all kinds of fattening treats.
All she wears now, are sweat clothes. And I make sure that she has a new
larger pair whenever she needs them.
The weekends are now very special for us, and we always spend the entire
weekend together. After work every Friday, I go grocery shopping and
stock-up on all kinds of food for us to eat. Then I drive to the video
store, and rent about a dozen movies. We sit around all weekend and eat and
watch videos. Other than to get more food or to put in a new movie, we
hardly move all weekend. Sometimes we have a contest to see who can eat the
most before the movie we are watching is over.
I have put on a ton of weight, but not as much as Heather. I would love to
know how much she weighs. My guess would be around 350 pounds. I must be
close to 300 myself.
Watching Heather go from thin to plump to fat to obese, has made it all worth
it. But, there is still one more thing for me to accomplish. Heather is
still able to get up off the couch, but if everything goes the way I plan,
soon she will not be able to move.
When this happens, I know that my revenge will be complete.