Tiffany had always been a twig. She could eat cake, pie, and candy and
not gain a pound. But she could only eat a little at a time. At the
start of 7th grade, when the two city elementary school converged into a
large high school, she met Jessica. Jessica had always been rather plump
since childhood and didn't bother her. The became friends. Jessica
started to feel self-conscious around Tiffany's friends and decided to
diet. She didn't want to tell her mother, because she didn't like
talking about her weight.
Her mother always packed pastries or doughnuts, and always high calorie
main course. Jessica, not being able to resist any food she's given, or
is free to take, ate all of it. But the day she decided to diet, she
asked Tiffany to eat it for her.
"Can you eat my lunch for me so I don't eat it?" she said. "Why?"
"Because if I have I'll eat all of it." "Sure," Tiffany said friendly.
Jessica gave it to her and Tiffany could believe how great the homemade
food tasted. There were two tuna fish sandwiches, 1 large Snickers bar,
6 inch long piece of homemade cheese Danish and a banana, which she gave
back so Jessica could have something to eat. Tiffany finished the
Danish, the candy bar, and one of the sandwiches when she decided to
stop.
"You can't stop, if you don't finish, I'll eat it, you have to."
Jessica declared. "Okay," she said starting on the last sandwich. She
could feel her stomach twinge with each bite. Tightening her skintight
shirt. She finished right as the lunch bell rang. She staggered to her
next class, about ready to keel over.
This went on for the rest of the week. Next monday, Jessica proudly
says, "I've lost 3 pounds." "Good for you," Tiffany congratulates.
Jessica hands her, her lunch. Tiffany anxiously opens it and pulls out 2
chicken salad sandwiches, another Danish and 2 snickers bars, no banana.
Of course, Tiffany eats it hungrily, realizing she looked forward to it,
finishing it in half the time. When she's almost done, she realizes she
ate it and still wanted something else.
At the end of the day, they walk to the corner store and Tiffany buys a
bagful of mini snickers. She opens them and starts eating them one by
one as they walk home. After a while, they say good bye and go on their
ways home. By the time she's done, her stomach is so full, she thinks
she's gonna burst, but the sweet taste of chocolate get the best of her
and she finishes the bag. She goes up to her room and lies down and rubs
her stomach. She could feel a thin layer of fat on it, but still was
twiggy enough not to be noticeable. She decided to go weigh herself and
saw she now weighed 109, 3 more than a week ago, but figured it was from
the amount of Snickers she just ate.
One week later, at lunch, Jessica said, "I've gained 2 pounds." "How
can that be, you aren't eating lunch." Tiffany responded as she shoveled
the cheese amount into her mouth. "My mother noticed I lost weight and
decided to make my lunches bigger, than she decided to give me a snack
after school and at bedtime. "Uh, I hadn't noticed the lunches were
bigger," she mumbled, her mouth full of a piece of Snickers bar. Soon,
she finished it and rubbed her stomach, her once loose shirt now
stretches to cover her expanding stomach, still not discernable to
others, she could feel the the layer of fat thickening, day after day.
She was also starting to get a chest, only noticeable due to the fact
she was wearing a skintight shirt. She hadn't weighed herself recently,
but figured she gained about 4 pounds in the week. She didn't care,
in fact, it filled her out. She even noticed her panties were tighter.
Her butt was getting fatter than any part of her. It could easily be
seen when she turned sideways. Her hips were widening. Her favorite
jeans were now impossible to button, but miraculously, they did today.
Early the next morning, she awaked to her stomach growling. about 5 am,
2 hours before she normally woke up, decided to start early. As she got
dressed, she realized the space between her legs was narrowing. She felt
her stomach and could when she looked down, her chest seemed more
predominant. She decided to weigh herself, 113, 7 pounds in two weeks.
She went down and ate 3 bowls of frosted flakes and 2 glasses of
chocolate milk before 7:50 for school. She met up with Jessica. They
talked about the usual, boys, school, and slowly the conversation turned
to weight.
"You look a little fuller." Jessica said, gesturing to Tiff's rear.
"Yeah, I've gained 7 pounds in 2 weeks." "I've lost 4." Jessica proudly
said. The stopped at the corner store and Tiff bought a candy bar. She
savored each bite as they talked. She could feel her tight panties shift
with each step.
Her routine kept up for the next week, where she now weighed 117. Her
rear was definitely notice from the side and her panties started to form
a thong from being so small. She didn't really care, She now had a
respectable chest. Only two pairs of jeans fit decently and her shirts
where all skin tight. Her mother finally took her shopping and bought
her looser clothes.
That Thursday, as Tiffany ate, savoring each bite homemade apple pie,
looked over and saw a frown of Jessica's face, "What's wrong," she said
as she swallowed. "I haven't lost any weight since Monday." "Why's that,
you don't eat lunch," taking another bite. "My mother's made my dinner
bigger, and I have to eat it all." She saw her eyes watering and said,
"I know, why don't you come over to my house for the weekend and eat my
snacks and part of my dinner?" "Sure," she replied, muffled by the
brownies.
After school, Tiffany went home and weighed herself. 122. That can't
be right, 9lbs in a week, she thought, the scale must be broke. She
walked back into her room and laid on her be face down and looked over
at her mirror and saw how far her butt stuck out. Whoa, she thought. She
reached back and felt it. Yep, all her. She got up and modeled in front
of it, mostly showing off her round, widening rear. Her thighs almost
started to rub. She pulled up her little blue shirt and looked and her
expanding stomach. It stuck at about as far as her chest. 1 1/2" out.
Her butt, she figured, stuck out 2". She locked her door and pulled down
her jeans and looked at her butt in just her panties. They were starting
to wedge into her butt, and causing red lines around the edge. She
decided she could barrow some of Jessica's.
The next day, she went home with Jessica. Immediately, her mom gave
them both a box of cookies and 2 glasses of milk. Tiffany dug in, eating
about half the box before Jessica decided to have a few. Tiff ate the
rest and downed the milk. They both sat down on the couch and watched
TV. Tiff realized she had 2 smalls rolls of fat forming above her waist
line from her tight shorts. She pulled her shirt out but they were still
very noticeable. She also noticed her thighs were wider and softer.
Jessica's mother came back and gave them both a half of homemade cheese
TV. Tiffany accepted, but still felt bloated from the cookies. As
her mom left, she realized how big she was. About 260, Tiff thought,
mostly in her hips, thighs, and butt. Tiff ate her daniTV at the
rest of Jessica's when she finished hers. Tiff sat there and rubbed her
stomach.
Soon it was dinner and her mother brought out a platter full of
homemade fried chicken, a bowl full of mashed potatoes with thick gravy
and homemade bread with real butter. Tiff eats hers quickly, knowing
Jess will give her part of hers. Soon, her mother gives them seconds.
Tiff eats 7 pieces of chicken when finally she feels like she's about to
burst. Jess ate 3 pieces. Soon her mother brought out a large homemade
cheese Jesse, about the size of a cookie pan. Tiff is given a piece
about that of what she ate at lunch from her. While her mouth full,
she's given a piece slightly smaller. Before she has a chance to say
otherwise, Jess's mother says to them, "I want to see those plates
cleaned. Tiff sat back and moaned quietly, rubbing her stomach in sweet
agony. Soon, they were alone and Jess gave up the rest of her dJesse'sto
Tiff. Tiff ate slowly, but had Jess to talk to. Around 8:30, she finally
finished.
Jessica helped Tiff walk into her room. There, Tiff laid on the bed and
felt her ever protruding stomach sticking out. They laid on the bed and
talked. Tiff eventually got up and looked in Jess's mirror. Her butt sat
snugly in her short and her hips were a little wider. She felt a small
double chin forming, just enough to cause a small bulge on the bottom of
her chin.
Around 10, before bedtime, they were each given the rest of the cheese
cake, about a 1/4 of the pan. Tiff ate it as they talked. Jess gave Tiff
a pair of her panties and sweatpants to wear to bed, because hers were
growing too uncomfortable. Tiffany went into the bathroom and changed.
Surprisingly, the panties, were a little snug. 'Must be because I have a
bigger butt than she does.' She looked in the mirror and rubbed her
hips. She turned to the side and saw how far her butt stuck out.
She pulled the scale out of the closet and weighed herself. 124. Two
more than yesterday. But then she figured it was from the weight of all
the food she just ate sitting in her belly. She slid it back and pulled
up the sweats. She looked and saw they were form fitting the whole way
to the knee. Her rear showed very distinctly. She went to bed.
Slowly, Tiff woke up to the smell of pancakes, sausage, bacon, and
eggs. She went to the bathroom and realized the sweatpants were now
completely tight the whole way across her butt and even that stuck out
farther. Her stomach now had rolls and her chest was a little
tighter in her bra. She decided to weigh herself and saw it was right
last night, 124. Quickly, she was overtaken by the smell of pancakes.
She went to the kitchen. Jessica was already in the kitchen eating a
stack of buttermilk pancakes with real vermont mVermontrup. "Oh, you're
up, here's your pancakes." handing a stack of 5 pancakes. Tiffany took
them, making short work.
Jess quietly gave about half of hers to her. Tiff took them and ate,
savoring each bite of the sweet maple syrup. Jess's mom gave them both 2
more pancakes, 3 sausage links, 6 pieces of bacon fried in grease, and 2
eggs. Tiff ate them, full of zest for food. Jess, occasionally snuck
some of her food over. Tiff took it, making it disappear in minutes.
They were given some more pancakes and bacon. Tiff slowed down, but
finished hers. Jess's mom then brought over 4 pieces of french toast for
them. Tiff took 3 pieces, leaving the other for Jess.
Eventually, they finished. Tiff sat on the couch, rubbing her stomach.
Before long, they were given 5 more pancakes each for a brunch snack.
Around lunch, Tiff was surprised to feel a little anxious for the big
meal they were going to get. Tiff stood up and felt her rear, it seemed
like to expand in 2 hours. Her legs were definitely rounder and her hips
became more predominant. her stomach now stuck out about 4 inches. Her
double chin was now noticeable. Jess commented, "You're butt's a lot
bigger than mine." "Yeah," Tiff say, reaching back, rubbing her round
lobes, to her surprise they seemed pretty firm, for how fat they were.
"Lunch," Jess's mom called from the kitchen. Tiff quickly reached the
kitchen to see 5 large tuna fish sandwiches on a plate for them. Tiff
sat down and picked up one of them and ate quickly. She finished the
first one before Jess sat down. She ate a second while Jess milled over
just one. Tiff finished her 4th and saw out of the corner of her eye, a
cookie pan full of brownies with thick hot fudge icing. Jess's mom cut
Tiff a large piece, and Jess a smaller one. Tiff found the room, and ate
1/4 the pan. Jess couldn't believe it. They went back to the couch and
watched nth. Soon afterwards, they were given large glasses of chocolate
milk. Tiff chugged hers, then drank the last half of Jess's. Soon, Tiff
had to go to the bathroom. Jess's mom came over and talked to Jess, "She
sure can eat, can't she?" "Yeah, I've never seen her eat that much."
"How would you like some homemade cheesenthh for a snack?" "Yeah."
"And I want to see you eat it, not her." "Okay." Tiff walked out,
thighs rubbing, butt taunt in her sweats. "I feel better now," patting
her stomach.
It was nighttime before they knew it. Tiff had eaten almost the entire
day, so had Jess. Tiff stood, looking into the mirror. "These sweats are
too tight, How could I look this big when I only weigh 124?" "Because
you're eating high calorie food that doesn't weigh that much, you're
getting bigger from the calories, not the weight of the food." "Oh,"
patting her butt, "I'm getting a little more than voluptuous, aren't I?"
"You've got a much bigger butt than I do."
Jess took her camera out of her drawer and said, "Let's take a picture
for the record."
"Okay," she said, aiming her butt towards her. Jess took several
pictures of her from the back, side, angle, and lying down. Tiff looked
at them and couldn't believe that was her body. Tiff took the pictures
and laid in bed and stared at them, she reached back and felt her butt,
now realizing how immense it was getting.
Sunday, after an enormous breakfast, Jess and Tiff walked to Tiff's
house for the day. On the way, they walked by a McDonald's and decided
to stop. Tiff and ordered BigMac meals with the money she had. Jess sat
there as Tiff tore through the the food. Tiff rubbed her stomach
affectionately as she ate. Tiff got up and worked her way across the
restaurant to the door. Jess, walking slightly behind her, watched has
her expanding butt swung from side to side on her enormous hips. They
stopped and bought a bag of snickers from the corner store and Tiff ate
them as they walked. Tiff turned to Jess, "How can I get bigger,
faster?"
"Well, find something that is very high in calories and eat it." She
remarked. "Hum..." She mused, "What about cooking oil?" "Is that good on
your intestines?" She asked as Tiff popped 3 snickers in her mouth.
"Well try tonight, and if it works, we'll buy a bottle and keep for
myself."
Tiff snuck into the kitchen, cheeks jiggling, hips swaying, thighs
rubbing as she tip-toed through the kitchen to the cupboard. She bent
down at the waist, causing her butt to fill out and pull her sweats down
an inch. She grabbed the bottle and pulled up her sweats.
Upstairs, Tiff locked the door and looked at the bottle of cooking oil,
"250 calories per tablespoon???" She puzzled, "Can that be right?"
"You'll only need a little." "Yeah," as she opens the bottle and drinks
about a third of a cup. "Uhhh, Slippery." She rubbed her belly and said,
"How long till I notice it?" she whispers enthusiastically. "Drink more,"
coaxing, "and you see results quicker." Tiff drank about 2 cups of it.
She said, "That's gotta be 16 tablespoons a cup, so about 38 tablespoon,
that's," thinking, "10,000 calories. That's three days worth of eating."
Tiff opens the bottle and drinks about another cup. "Here, you drink
some." "No, I don't want to be big." "Why not, I am?" "Well, maybe a
little." Jess puts the rim to her lips and tilts it up. Tiff taps up on
the bottom of the bottle, causing her to drink about 2 cups. "Ahhhh."
"You're gonna ga-ain a so-ome we-eight." She said in a sing-song way.
Tiff took the bottle and drank about another 1 2/3 cups. "Let's see, we
drank about half the bottle, it has 10 cups, we drank three-5ths. That's
2 cups for you, about 4 for me. That's 16 times 4, equals 64, 64 times
250, is 16,000 CALORIES." That's a WEEK'S worth of eating."
Tiff laid down on the bed and rubbed her stomach. "You're gonna have to
go to the bathroom very bad." "Why?" "Because that will slide right
down." "It's worth it." Tiff felt tired. She rolled over and closed her
eyes. She fell asleep. Jess looked Tiff's butt and thought she saw it
tighten against the sweat pants. Jess laid down on the bed. Tiff took
all the pillows, so she decided to use her soft, round rear as her
pillow. Soon she fell asleep.
Tiff woke up and nudged Jess of her butt. She stood up and looked in
the mirror. She could thirteenths it, the sweat pants were stretched so
tight over her butt, they were starting to show skin. She saw a morthirteenthsable double chin and her legs definitely rubbed. She remembered she
just got about a weeks worth of calories in an hour. Tiff felt the
effects on her intestine and waddled to the bathroom. She decided to
weigh herself, only 126, but she was huge, how could that be. She looked
like she could 150, easily. Especially now vast butt. As she walked back
to her room, she realized her cheeks couldn't go up and down because of
being stretched tight, they swung heftily from side to side. She liked
it at first, but her hips hit the door post when she walked in. Jess
looked up and saw her. "Wow, you're butt looks like two basketballs."
Tiff sat down on her desk chair. Her bottom spread across the chair and
then some. She picked the cooking oil bottle off the desk and took a
quick drink, about a cup. 16 tablespoons. 4,000 calories. It was almost
sinful the way she drank it. Jess pulled up Tiff's stool she kept by her
desk and said, "Let's measure you." Tiff, a light going off, said,
"Yeah!"
Jess grabbed the tape out of the bathroom and brought it back. Tiff
meanwhile drank another cup of oil. "That's 24,000 calories today."
"Whoa, that is a lot." Bringing the tape up to her chest. "Here." She
measured 39-43-49 1/2. "I really do have a big backside." Tiff handed
the oil to Jess, "Do you want the rest?" "No." With that, Tiff chugged
the rest. That's 8 cups. That's 32,000 CALORIES." Tiff said, "Let me
measure you?" "Okay." Tiff pulled it around her chest. "You
measure...46...48...44 1/2.
Over the next couple of day, Tiff's mother starting harping about her
weight. For the next week she didn't gain an inch. She was taken
shopping and bought a lot of clothes, most more than a size too big. The
day earlier, her sweats finally gave way. Her cheek just burst out of
one of the stretched spots. She was embarrassed, because it was in front
of her parents, but was also a little turned on.
Jess came over with 2-8 cup bottles of cooking oil, these ones were
only 200 calories per tablespoon. They went up to her room and locked
the door. Tiff put on her tightest panties and a snug pair of pants. She
watched her butt in the mirror wiggle with every movement. Jess opened
the first bottle and gave it to Tiff. Tiff took the bottle and chugged
it. She licked her lips when she was done. She realized she acquired a
likeness for cooking oil. Liking the way it went down her throat. Jess
opened the second bottle and gave it to her. She started drinking it,
slower than the first. About 5 minutes later, she finished. "Let's see,
Tiff," she calculated, "That's 16x16. 256. Times by 200, is 51,200
CALORIES." Tiff cooed at this delightfully. Her parents left, leaving
the house to themselves. They went downstairs and raided the kitchen.
Despite the fact she knew she'd expand significantly, she wanted
something to eat. She ate a half a chicken and a 10-pack of mallowmars.
The latter equaling about 2,000 calories. She bent over to look in the
fridge and suddenly her butt jolted out an inch, pulling her pants down
2 inches. Her belly became more padded, and her hip widened over an half
inch on each side. Her thighs now rubbed to the point of her legs
twisting with each step. She closed the fridge door and walked around
the kitchen. Her butt was very round and stuck out about 5 inches from
the small of her back.
Tiff walked back to the initial shock and found a store bought cheese
ma. She took it out and ate the whole thing in a matter of minutes.
Slowly, she could feel her body slowly soften. She went back and laid
down on the couch, her ever-widening butt jutted up in the air. "I've
got an idea." Jess said. "Instead of using blank cooking oil. Why not
buy some of that weight gainer powder?" "Yeah," She sighed, her stomach
filling out in jolts. Her once snug pants are now skintight on her butt.
Her panties ripped a while ago and now worked their way up her butt.
"I've got like a super-wedgie." She remarked. She got up and walked
towards the stairs. Jess, watching Tiff's butt sway gently, followed.
Going up the steps, she got a large short from underneath. Each growing
lobe bouncing up the steps. Her thighs showed no room between them. Jess
reached up and patted her butt. "That's surprisingly firm." "Yeah, I
figured it would be real jiggly." "It looks like you're smuggling
basketballs." "Ha." She laughed nervously, her belly churning from the
oil. She hoped she could make it, but her large thighs made things
difficult up the step.
Later, the measured each other. Tiff measured 42-45-52. "That's 3-3-3
gain." Tiff replied excitedly. Jess measured 45 1/2-47-44. Now only
weighing 189. Tiff weighs a miraculous 140 compared to her body which
should weigh 230.
Tiff woke up the next Saturday morning to the feeling of someone
tapping her on her large backside. Startled, she looks up and see Jess,
holding a large black bottle, and smiling immensely. Tiff woke up and
went to the bathroom. She weighed herself. 160. Her weight finally
caught up with her measurements. Surprising she didn't grow bigger, just
heavier.
After her parents left at noon, Jess brought out the bottle and read,
mix 2 tablespoons with a full glass of water. 2,000 calories per glass."
"Mix 4 tablespoons per glass and get 16,000 in 4." "Yeah." Her Large
butt wobbling as she sits down at the kitchen table, her rear spread
out, filling the chair and hanging over a little. She drank 3 quickly,
slowing on the 4th. She decided to get 2 more, but normal amount of
powder. "20,000," Tiff said enthusiastically.
Tiff laid down on her bed with her butt in the air, quickly, her butt
slowly widened and plumped up. Her stomach hurt, so she rolled over on
her back, quickly her belly stuck out about another inch. She could feel
her face become more round. Jess helps her back up and Tiff watches in
the mirror as her rear grows bigger and stops after it sticks out
another inch.
Tiff pulls the tape out of her dresser drawer and gives it to Jess.
Tiff measures
42 1/2-46-54 1/2. "That's 1/2-1-2 1/2 gain." She weighed in at 148, 8lbs
in 7 days. Jess weighed in at 180 and measuring 45-46-44.
Tiff stood by the mirror, her large butt cheeks dwarfed basketballs.
Her weight skyrocketed past 340 in the last 2 months. She couldn't
believe it. Her measurements were 50-58-64. Her mother hasn't bought any
new clothes for her recently and her butt is spreading faster than she
can clothe it. Jess went away on Christmas vacation. Tiff was alone and
that gave her more excuses to over eat. She could easily down a large
pizza with room to spare. Tiff crammed her widening thighs into a tight
little pair a shorts, rolls of fat hanging over her belt. Her butt now
formed a shelf on the topside almost.
While admiring herself in the mirror, the phone rang and she answered,
"Hello." "Tiff," Jess said, "How's vacation goin'?" "Pretty good. I
gained 18 pounds in the last week." "That's nothing, I gained 20." "20!"
"Yeah, I've been pigging out on candy and pastries and cakes." "That
sounds good." Tiff drooled. "Have you drunken anymore oil or weight
gainer?" "No, I threw it out, when my parents said they were going to
search my room to find out where I was hiding food. I GAINED 25 pounds
in 15 days. I've been hanging out at the bakery, buying the day old
pastries cheap." "Sounds very good." "Well," Jess said, "I have to go,
we're having homemade waffles." "Can't keep you waiting."
Jess decided before her vacation, to stop watching her weight. She had
last gone up to 298, but smaller than Tiff. Tiff started going to the
bakery every day at 5 to buy the day old pastries they were going to get
rid of very cheaply. Her hips widened considerably in the past week. Her
panties were turning into thongs again and it caused some rubbing into
her cheeks.
It was December 20, 5 o'clock and Tiff grabbed her $20, her book bag
and went to the bakery. There there was a lot of pies, pastries, and
danishes, leftover to choose from. She bought 3 danishes, one pie, and 2
apple turnovers. She sat at the counter and ate them quickly. The
cashier, a plump 25+ women with a weight of about 180. She returned to
eating. Finishing her pie, she started on the danishes. She ate them
faster than she could realize. Her butt seemed taunt on the padded red
stool. Her thighs cascading over the sides and back. She finished her
food before closing. Her stomach protruded a farther, but still
unnoticeable from before. On her way home, she stopped at the corner
store and bought 2 ten cup bottles of cooking oil, the last in the
store, and put them in her bookbag. Tiff walked to the McDonald's and
snuck into the bathroom and hid in the stall. She opened the first and
guzzled it. She put the lid on it and walked out and ordered a chocolate
milk shake. She made quick work of it and went back to the bathroom. She
could feel a tightness in her pants, but she wanted to finish the second
bottle. Her stomach is stretched out as far as possible. halfway
through, she slowed down. Her stomach rumbled from the effects of the
oil. She drank the rest of the bottle. She sat down on the toilet seat,
a strange growling sensation in her belly. She realized her butt was
wider than the toilet seat and still stretching. Her legs widened and
become heavy weights. Her stomach now reached halfway to her knees. She
glanced at the bottle in her hand and saw it. 400 calories per
tablespoon. Her once loose sweat pants now where skintight and digging
into her butt crack. She stood in front of the mirror, admiring her
recently enlarge butt. She was at least 62 in the hips. She threw out
the bottles and turned one more time and saw the sweats shoved up her
crack. She desperately tried to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling.
A large woman, about 330, walked in and saw the spectacle. Tiff looked
up and rushed out as soon as possible. On her way home, she calculated
how many calories she just had. 16x20x400 equaled 128,000 calories.
Easily a couple weeks worth. Her massive hips took up almost the
sidewalk as she walked. Upon seeing the corner store again, she decided
to buy an economy size of the oil. That's 28 cups. She could feel the 17
male cashier's eyes follow her enormous figure throughout the store. She
found the economy size, and looked quickly at the calorie box. 350
calories per tablespoon. she tried to figure it out but couldn't. She
paid, glancing back to see him staring at her expanding rear as she
walked out of the store.
Before going inside, Tiff hid the oil in her bookbag. She get upstairs,
but without having her now bigger backside noticed by her mother. Once
upstairs, Tiff dialed Jess and asked her how much she gained. "I've
gained 5 lbs today. I'm about ready to drink 20 cups of 500 calorie oil
before I go to sleep." "I just bought a 28 cup bottle of oil of 350 per
tablespoon, and I'm gonna do the same here." They say good byes and good
lucks and hang up.
Tiff dumps about a 3/4 cup of sugar in the oil, to make it taste
better. Tiff sat up in bed and started to chug it, halfway through, she
felt the familiar spreading feeling in her rear. Tiff finished and fell
asleep quickly.
Meanwhile, jess sat in the bathroom, guzzling the 20 cup bottle of oil.
The feeling of smooth, oily feeling down her about. She threw the
bottle in the garbage and went to bed. Lying on her belly, she felt her
butt slowly widen. Meeting her approval, she fell asleep.
Two weeks later, Jess's mother gone, the met up for an all night
eat-a-thon and a chance to take measurements. The started out eating a
whole pan of homemade cheese marathon. Finishing that, they get out a
whole batch for buttermilk pancakes with maple syrup. Each
eating 10 pancakes, the sat back to digest for a little while. After
that, they made some more buttermilk pancakes. The made them until 2 am.
They figured Tiff ate 25 and Jess ate 30. The laid down on the couch
rubbed their enormous bellies. Tiff fell asleep. Rolling over, exposing
her very fast rear. Jess went back to the fridge and looked for
something fattening. She found homemade cream in the a large bowl in the
back of the fridge. She drank it plain from the bowl. After that, she
looked in the cupboards and found a jar of her Italian grandmother's
homemade olive oil. It was about 5 cups and about she figured about 800
calories per tablespoon. She drank it and fell asleep, using Tiff's
expanded backside as a pillow. It was soft, and very wide. She quickly
fell asleep.
Tiff woke up around noon to see Jess chugging down a bottle of cooking
oil. She glanced down and saw 3 similar bottles on the floor. "What are
you doing?" "I'm getting very fat." She said between chugs. "These are
12 cups with 600 calories per tablespoon." She paused to finished the
bottle. "I figure 48x16x600 is about 300,000 calories." "Has it kicked
in yet?"
"A lot on my bottom half." Her stomach started to gurgle and you can
see the pants grow tighter to the point of breaking. "Oh...This is it."
With a quick jolt, her legs blubbered up and was pushed up from the
couch. Her belly reached her knees and breasts enlarged to soccer balls,
hanging to the top corners of her stomach. Her neck all but disappeared,
replaced by 3 noticeable rolls of fat.
The decided to measure A.F.L.-C.I.O.. Tiff weighed 575, but looked more
like 650. She measured 60-59-70. Then it was Jess's turn. She weighed
580, but looked more like 700. Mostly from the recent bottles of oil.
She measured 70-73-88.
The End
by Deryk Shane