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Sunday, December 22, 2013
5: The Bulge.
Sarah always had a problem with herself: she could never grasp reality in her palms. She was really different than she had expected she'd be like. 10 years ago, if you would have asked her what she would be at 19, she would have said:
"A movie star! I'd be on every TV screen and in every theater."
Well, her nine-year old self had it all wrong. Instead of being the center of attention, she was gorging herself in food of all kinds. And for her job? She was far from a movie star. She was a waitress at a greasy-spoon diner. Just like an animal lover who became a veterinarian, or a person who liked assisting people became a nurse, she was around the thing she loved. Food.
The diner was called "Joe's Diner." What a generic name for a diner. Joe was always very furious at the workers, no matter what they did. Good or not, he was angry. At least he found a way to be angry at everything. He especially hated Sarah for some unknown reason.
It was a normal day in the diner, a day before Christmas. It was snowing outside and very chilly inside. Two strangers rose out from behind the fog of Christmas Eve. They were both male, one dressed in a long black coat and the other in a normal T-Shirt. They came inside and wiped their feet on the "Welcome" mat.
Joe grumbled.
"Go and serve those men."
As normal, she did what he demanded. She sat them by the door, it wasn't busy. They were the only people in the diner other than the staff themselves. She handed them the cloth lined menus.
"Welcome to Joe's Diner! I'm Sarah and I'll be your server. Can I get you something to drink?"
The men scrambled through the menu for a second. The man in the long black coat smiled.
"I'll have a water, if that's okay, miss."
The other man glanced at her.
"Me too."
She returned no longer than a minute later with drinks. They sipped on their drinks while Joe called a meeting a table or two across from the men.
"I, uh..." he paused, "I felt that you guys needed a reward for all the good work you've done this year. And well... I'm giving you a Christmas Bonus."
He passed out checks, all creditable for $1000. She thought about all the things she could buy with that check.
Clothes! Video games! A vacation! Food...
She snapped back into reality.
"Well... Yeah. Merry Christmas." Joe shouted.
She finished serving the guys at the table and Joe closed up. It wasn't busy due to the snowstorm that was shutting down all the highways in the Mid-West. Her car slid and her engine sputtered while driving home in the storm. It was nerve racking.
The door of her parent's house creeked open. It was silent inside... Too silent. There was a note taped upon the refrigerator, of course the first place she would look. It said:
"A movie star! I'd be on every TV screen and in every theater."
Well, her nine-year old self had it all wrong. Instead of being the center of attention, she was gorging herself in food of all kinds. And for her job? She was far from a movie star. She was a waitress at a greasy-spoon diner. Just like an animal lover who became a veterinarian, or a person who liked assisting people became a nurse, she was around the thing she loved. Food.
The diner was called "Joe's Diner." What a generic name for a diner. Joe was always very furious at the workers, no matter what they did. Good or not, he was angry. At least he found a way to be angry at everything. He especially hated Sarah for some unknown reason.
It was a normal day in the diner, a day before Christmas. It was snowing outside and very chilly inside. Two strangers rose out from behind the fog of Christmas Eve. They were both male, one dressed in a long black coat and the other in a normal T-Shirt. They came inside and wiped their feet on the "Welcome" mat.
Joe grumbled.
"Go and serve those men."
As normal, she did what he demanded. She sat them by the door, it wasn't busy. They were the only people in the diner other than the staff themselves. She handed them the cloth lined menus.
"Welcome to Joe's Diner! I'm Sarah and I'll be your server. Can I get you something to drink?"
The men scrambled through the menu for a second. The man in the long black coat smiled.
"I'll have a water, if that's okay, miss."
The other man glanced at her.
"Me too."
She returned no longer than a minute later with drinks. They sipped on their drinks while Joe called a meeting a table or two across from the men.
"I, uh..." he paused, "I felt that you guys needed a reward for all the good work you've done this year. And well... I'm giving you a Christmas Bonus."
He passed out checks, all creditable for $1000. She thought about all the things she could buy with that check.
Clothes! Video games! A vacation! Food...
She snapped back into reality.
"Well... Yeah. Merry Christmas." Joe shouted.
She finished serving the guys at the table and Joe closed up. It wasn't busy due to the snowstorm that was shutting down all the highways in the Mid-West. Her car slid and her engine sputtered while driving home in the storm. It was nerve racking.
The door of her parent's house creeked open. It was silent inside... Too silent. There was a note taped upon the refrigerator, of course the first place she would look. It said:
Gone shopping.
I will be home ASAP.
Love, Mom.
To her, this was an opportunity to eat whatever she wanted. With no parental advisory, she could gorge herself in whatever she wanted.
The cupboard door swung open. She looked for something tasty, yet fattening. After a minute of searching, she could not find anything. Nothing tasty, nothing fattening (gee, thanks mom.) She decided to go on a food run down to the gas station down the road.
Inside the Gas Station, there was so much junk food. Twinkies, Little Debbie cakes, hot dogs, candy, even pie. She had $1,000 in her pocket and she was ready to indulge in treats.
When she went to check out. her box contained a box of Twinkies, a 2 liter of Coke, and a tape measure. The cashier chose not to look in her eye, for some unknown reason. He slid the Twinkies across the scanner, then the Coke, and finally the tape measure.
"12.64..."
"What?"
"12.64..."
"I can't hear you, I'm sorry."
"12.64!"
The cashier hyperventilated. She handed him $12.64 cents, and not a cent more. She brought it all to her room at her house and got things ready. The pillows were sent up in a comfortable setting-up position, a tray for her food, and the things she bought.
Before stuffing, she measured. 26 inches. Pretty skinny. Soon, she laid down in her bed and opened up the box of Twinkies. One by one, she slid the delicious Twinkies into her mouth. She could feel her pants cutting into her stomach after each Twinkie. Her shirt was getting tight too.
She finished scarfing down the box of Twinkies. Her taste buds ached for more. So, she grabbed the bottle of Coke from beside her. She poured it into her dry mouth. It ran down, little at a time. Soon, her shirt rode up on her and the pants were practically a part of her.
As she finished the last sip of Coke, she became proud of herself. She finally started feeling like she was fat. That feeling was a great one.
The slamming of the front door echoed through the house.
"I brought you some food!" her mother shouted up toward her room.
"Uhh... Thanks, mom. I'm good."
"Come down here and eat your food right now!"
Her mother slopped the plate of Fried Chicken in front of her. She tore off a little piece of the bone. It was dry and moist, unlike usual. She popped it into her mouth. That was when her pants gave up on her.
Pop!
The button flew off her jeans and her mother stared in disgust.
Please give me some recommendations for Part 6!
The slamming of the front door echoed through the house.
"I brought you some food!" her mother shouted up toward her room.
"Uhh... Thanks, mom. I'm good."
"Come down here and eat your food right now!"
Her mother slopped the plate of Fried Chicken in front of her. She tore off a little piece of the bone. It was dry and moist, unlike usual. She popped it into her mouth. That was when her pants gave up on her.
Pop!
The button flew off her jeans and her mother stared in disgust.
Please give me some recommendations for Part 6!
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Mini-Story: The Feelings from a Stuffer's point of view...
I love it when I wake up. My belly is empty and I can go eat. I go downstairs and I eat and eat. My stomach grows everyday. Everyday, I get closer to becoming a sphere. It is rewarding to me. My jiggly-ness is perfect.
I also eat during the day. I eat nonstop to ensure that my belly will grow. Pizza, chips, junk food. All of that. I feel my pants get tighter by the minute. I feel my belly pushing against my pants, wanting out.
It forces it's way out by popping the button. Soon, it hangs over and jiggles. It's all worth it. It's all worth it at the end of the day, when I step on the glass scale...
... And the scale shatters.
I also eat during the day. I eat nonstop to ensure that my belly will grow. Pizza, chips, junk food. All of that. I feel my pants get tighter by the minute. I feel my belly pushing against my pants, wanting out.
It forces it's way out by popping the button. Soon, it hangs over and jiggles. It's all worth it. It's all worth it at the end of the day, when I step on the glass scale...
... And the scale shatters.
4 2/2: The Golden Mile
She couldn't eat anymore. She was way too full. Jake drove her home in disappointment. He really wanted her to rip out her clothes.
They got to her house and she said goodbye and went inside. She could feel her body slightly feel heavier. Maybe tonight wasn't a disappointment...
I'm sorry for the ending. I know it sucked, but I had to cut it short due to being too unrealistic. I am planning on taking requests for the next stories, so please, write what you want to see next in the comments.
They got to her house and she said goodbye and went inside. She could feel her body slightly feel heavier. Maybe tonight wasn't a disappointment...
I'm sorry for the ending. I know it sucked, but I had to cut it short due to being too unrealistic. I am planning on taking requests for the next stories, so please, write what you want to see next in the comments.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Part 4 1/2: The Golden Mile (Christmas Edition!)
Sarah had a weekend off from work. She used 1 day to sit in bed and scarf on Little Debbie snack cakes and chips. Christmas wasn't too long away. She was ready for the Christmas dinner already.
She went onto the internet to do her daily browsing of Reddit. Reddit was practically filled with stuff. So much stuff indeed. She went to her cities subreddit, a small subreddit. There, there was something incredible...
"THE GOLDEN MILE!" it said, "THE GOLDEN MILE!"
Sarah was curious, what was the Golden Mile? She considered not clicking it, but she had to. There, it brought her to a map. A map of her town with a route, highlighted in gold. She zoomed in, and on it... It was a straight mile of Fast Food restaurants. Below it were the words:
"12 restaurants, 12 meals, 1 night."
This was a genius idea. She printed out the map and folded it in her pocket. She would do this tonight, with Jake. Her phone rang. Speak of the devil, it was Jake. She held it up to her ear,
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"I've got something I need to ask you. Do you want to do the Golden Mile?"
"What's that?"
"A restaurant crawl. 12 fast food restaurants, 12 meals, 1 night."
He giggled. "Yes, I would love to. So, meet up at 8?" She said yes.
7:59 P.M.
Jake pulled up in his old cruiser. Sarah was prepared, she packed everything. She even brought some Ginger Ale for her belly if it started to ache. She got in the car and got ready for the mayhem. First restaurant, Subway.
They went inside and ordered the largest size sub they had.
"What would you like on it?" the cashier asked. She looked him right in the eye.
"Everything."
"Everything?"
"Everything..."
He stacked meat on meat, vegetables on vegetables, even cheese on cheese. She picked it up and slowly ate it. Bite by bite. She could feel her belly poke out a bit.
She finished the sandwich in a couple minutes. Next stop, McDonalds.
She pulled up to the window.
"Welcome to McDonalds, what would you like?"
"A Big Mac meal with a Coke to drink."
"That's all?"
"Yep."
"Pull up to the first window."
They pulled up and Jake paid. They handed her the meal. She quickly gulped down the fries and started on the Big Mac. The more she ate, the tighter her pants got. Her pants might not make it through the night...
After she finished her Big Mac, she headed to Burger King. When she got there, she ordered a Whopper. The Whopper was her favorite. She could eat it in one bite.
When she got her hands on the Whopper, she stuffed it in her face. She knew how many calories she was taking in, but she didn't care. She loved gaining weight.
She wasn't sure if she could make it through the night, she was already close to getting full.
"I'm not sure if I can finish..."
Jake looked at her.
"You can do it!" he cheered her on.
They went ahead and pulled into Chick Fil A.
"Welcome to Chick Fil A, what would you like to eat?"
"8 piece nugget."
"Thank you! Pull up to the next window."
As they reached the next window, Sarah was already feeling full. But she took the nuggets and stuffed them. And as I thought, her pants didn't make it through the night.
Pop!
Her button flew off her jeans. She was proud of herself, and it just made her hungrier. She drove over to Panda Express. She walked inside and ordered Orange Chicken and Chow Mein. She grabbed a fork and stuffed her face full of food. People were looking at her stuff and her jeans that were now broken. She was on her way to being fat.
To Be Continued...
She went onto the internet to do her daily browsing of Reddit. Reddit was practically filled with stuff. So much stuff indeed. She went to her cities subreddit, a small subreddit. There, there was something incredible...
"THE GOLDEN MILE!" it said, "THE GOLDEN MILE!"
Sarah was curious, what was the Golden Mile? She considered not clicking it, but she had to. There, it brought her to a map. A map of her town with a route, highlighted in gold. She zoomed in, and on it... It was a straight mile of Fast Food restaurants. Below it were the words:
"12 restaurants, 12 meals, 1 night."
This was a genius idea. She printed out the map and folded it in her pocket. She would do this tonight, with Jake. Her phone rang. Speak of the devil, it was Jake. She held it up to her ear,
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"I've got something I need to ask you. Do you want to do the Golden Mile?"
"What's that?"
"A restaurant crawl. 12 fast food restaurants, 12 meals, 1 night."
He giggled. "Yes, I would love to. So, meet up at 8?" She said yes.
7:59 P.M.
Jake pulled up in his old cruiser. Sarah was prepared, she packed everything. She even brought some Ginger Ale for her belly if it started to ache. She got in the car and got ready for the mayhem. First restaurant, Subway.
They went inside and ordered the largest size sub they had.
"What would you like on it?" the cashier asked. She looked him right in the eye.
"Everything."
"Everything?"
"Everything..."
He stacked meat on meat, vegetables on vegetables, even cheese on cheese. She picked it up and slowly ate it. Bite by bite. She could feel her belly poke out a bit.
She finished the sandwich in a couple minutes. Next stop, McDonalds.
She pulled up to the window.
"Welcome to McDonalds, what would you like?"
"A Big Mac meal with a Coke to drink."
"That's all?"
"Yep."
"Pull up to the first window."
They pulled up and Jake paid. They handed her the meal. She quickly gulped down the fries and started on the Big Mac. The more she ate, the tighter her pants got. Her pants might not make it through the night...
After she finished her Big Mac, she headed to Burger King. When she got there, she ordered a Whopper. The Whopper was her favorite. She could eat it in one bite.
When she got her hands on the Whopper, she stuffed it in her face. She knew how many calories she was taking in, but she didn't care. She loved gaining weight.
She wasn't sure if she could make it through the night, she was already close to getting full.
"I'm not sure if I can finish..."
Jake looked at her.
"You can do it!" he cheered her on.
They went ahead and pulled into Chick Fil A.
"Welcome to Chick Fil A, what would you like to eat?"
"8 piece nugget."
"Thank you! Pull up to the next window."
As they reached the next window, Sarah was already feeling full. But she took the nuggets and stuffed them. And as I thought, her pants didn't make it through the night.
Pop!
Her button flew off her jeans. She was proud of herself, and it just made her hungrier. She drove over to Panda Express. She walked inside and ordered Orange Chicken and Chow Mein. She grabbed a fork and stuffed her face full of food. People were looking at her stuff and her jeans that were now broken. She was on her way to being fat.
To Be Continued...
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Post 1, 2, and 3: The Appetizers
Sarah was a skinny, normal girl. I mean, as normal as a normal weird
girl could be normal. She had a family who desperately loved her and so
did her boyfriend. She was very self conscious and always dieting to
maintain her weight.
It was her 19th birthday and her family decided to some where nice. They
had to go to a place that suited her health-conscious needs. "Olive
Garden?"
"Nope." she replied.
"Texas Roadhouse?"
"Nah." she answered.
"What about Bắt Dầu?"
Vietnamese food isn't unhealthy. It maintains of mostly fish, so she
accepted.
They drove 10 miles to reach the place, only stopping for gas once on
the way. Sarah unbuckled her seatbelt and hugged her boyfriend into the
restaurant. Inside, the waitress sat doing her nails. The moment she
laid eyes on them, she perked up.
"Welcome to Bắt Dầu! How many people will be eating?" she asked.
There was herself, her brother, her 2 parents, and her boyfriend.
"5 people, please."
"No problem." she said as she sat them down and handed them menus.
She opened up the menu. Even though it was "Vietnamese cuisine," the
menu consisted of mostly foods like Kung Pao and Orange Chicken.
"Meh," she sighed, "I think I'll just get a salad."
"But come on! It's your birthday, babe." her boyfriend exclaimed.
"But Jake, I don't think..."
"You can cheat on your diet a bit. Maybe get the bụng nhồi!"
She flipped open the menu to the page with the Bụng Nhồi on it. It was a
meal-deal. 3 courses: wontons (appetizer), a pound of Orange Chicken
with some Kung Pao (entree), and a dessert of your choice.
"Ahh, screw it. I'll take the bụng nhồi."
They giggled and clapped in excitement.
First came out the wontons. She ate one and insisted that they had the
rest. They declined and she felt obliged to eat them. She stuffed the
wontons in her mouth one by one. She wiped off her mouth and not too
long later, her entree came out. A pound of chicken, she could never
finish that.
"I'll never be able to finish this!" she exclaimed.
"Sure you can, if you try." her brother chimed in.
Why the heck not, she thought to herself. She picked up her
fork and endulged in the chicken. Bite after bite, she enjoyed it. The
Kung Pao was great too. It was perfectly cooked.
She felt so full and big. But the calm before the storm...
Dessert came.
She grabbed a spoon and slid ice cream down her throat, spoon by spoon.
She hadn't eaten like this for a long time. It was so nice.
Finally, she slid the last bite down her throat. After that, she was no
longer self-conscious. She had never felt so free, unlike her belly who
was stuck hanging over her pants.
"Wow, Sarah!" her brother exclaimed, "When is your baby due?!"
She looked down and she noticed something. Her feet weren't there. Only
her belly. She spent the rest of the way home rubbing her belly.
A bit later, her parents had to take an urgent business call so she
stayed at home.
Since it was Asian food, she got hungry in an hour. So, she got herself a
tub of ice cream and snacked on it while watching Doctor Who in her
living room.
The next day, she woke up and felt different. She went to put on pants and they were snug on her. She ignored it and immediately went downstairs to eat. She sat down in the chair, and shoved spoon fulls of Life into her mouth. Pop! She looked around. What was that popping noise? She looked down to see her belly hanging over her pants and her pants' button laying on the ground.
Part 2:
Sarah opened her eyes and swung up in surprise. She jumped off the bed and ran over and checked her jeans. Still with a button. She sighed and sat down on the end of her bed. It was just a dream, she calmly repeated to herself. just... A... Dream... Her mother busted in her room. "You need to get ready for your doctor's appointment. It's in an hour, so hurry up." She slid on her jeans and buttoned up her shirt. Both were still loose. The car was rumbling outside of her house. The rumbling was very loud. She ran outside and jumped in the car. "Don't forget to buckle up." her protective mother reminded her, always. Click. The car slid out of the driveway, with the rumbling no longer sounding like a dying whale. Sarah laid her head down and thought about her dream. It worried her a lot that she dreamed about that. She thought about that the whole way to the doctor's appointment. Even into the office she worried. "We are hear for an appointment for Sarah." she told the secretary at the desk. "Room 15." the secretary replied, pointing to the door labeled "Rooms." They walked down the hallway to Room 15, at the end of the hallway and sat down in 2 chairs sitting inside the room. The doctor busted in and greeted them. "Hello, I am Dr. Causa. It is nice to meet you both." He gave both of their hands a vigorous shake. "Would you mind stepping on the scale?" She stepped on the scale. She was 90 pounds. "And now let me measure you." She stood in front of the ruler on the wall. "You are 5'5 and 90 pounds." he stated. He scribbled on a piece of paper beside of him. "You have a 15.0 BMI." Sarah perked up. "That's good, right!?" The doctor sighed. "I'm afraid not, Sarah, you are underweight. The normal weight is between 18.5 and 24.9. I'd advise you to gain a bit of weight. About 21 pounds." She sighed. "Okay." As soon as they got home, she started working out. "Sarah," her mother frowned, "you have to gain weight, not lose more." "But mom..." "No buts." Sarah slouched and turned off the treadmill. "Now," her mother advised, "go eat some something." She walked over to the fridge and looked inside. There was a bunch of sweets inside, but the ice cream spoke the most to her. She checked the calories. 900 calories in a serving. Of course, it was 8 tablespoons per serving and 8 total servings in the tub. 64 tablespoons. She grabbed a spoon and laid down on her couch. The spoon was filled with ice cream and about in her mouth before her boyfriend, Jake, called. "Hey, babe," he greeted her, "how are you?" "Horrible. I am underweight and I have to gain about 21 pounds to be normal weight. I just want to gain the weight quickly so I can lose it sooner." The phone was silent for a second. "I can help you gain it faster." he sternly replied. She asked him if he could help and he promised to be there, ASAP. Soon enough, ding dong. Sarah opened up the door to Jake. He carried a tube and a funnel. "What's that?" she asked. He asked her to follow him to her room. When they got in there, he told her to sit on the bed. She sat worriedly on the bed. "Ok, it's called funnel feeding. It's like eating, but you don't use your hands." he said. "I'm not sure about this..." she quietly spoke. "It'll be fine." he said. He handed her one the end of the tube and she popped it in her mouth. Jake asked her, "Are you ready?" She shook her head yes. He quickly dumped a scoop of ice cream into the funnel. It slid through the tube and into Sarah's mouth. "Is it good?" Jake asked her. She gave him the great sign. He dumped 2 more scoops into the funnel and again, she swallowed it. Sarah pulled it out of her mouth. "I'm thirsty." she licked her lips. Jake bent down and looked through his bag. Out, he pulled a 2 liter of Coke out. He dumped it down the funnel and into her mouth. She remembered how she used to want to loose weight, now she's trying to gain it. Jake quickly scooped 2 more scoops down the funnel. After finishing them, she came up for air. "We can't take all day finishing this ice cream," she responded, "just dump the whole thing into the funnel." Jake shrugged and dumped it down. She swallowed, swallow by swallow. The last swallow was hard because she had never eaten that much before. "How are you feeling?" Jake questioned her. "Big." she chucked. She leaned up and immediately noticed a difference. Her stomach was a little bigger, she was lightly bloated. She picked up the tub of ice cream and did some math. If there was 900 calories in a serving, and 8 total servings with 8 tablespoons per serving. That would be equal to 900 x 8, or 7200 calories divided by 300 calories a pound. She gained 2.4 pounds. That was a start.
Part 3:
She ran through the maze, turn by turn with only her torch lighting her way. The maze was falling apart behind her and it was only a couple minutes away from falling on her. Snarl, snarl. She lifted her torch and turned around. There stood a Frost Troll. She pulled out her Lunar Iron Mace and hit him in the face. He took very little damage. She pulled out her poison, and dabbed it at the end of the mace. The troll swiped at her face, taking her down in one shot.
Boop, boop. Game over.
Sarah laid her head down in anger on the Elder Scrolls arcade game's controller pad. "Maybe just one more game..." she thought to herself, getting ready to insert a dollar into the change machine. Then, she smelled an aroma. A sweet aroma coming from outside the arcade. She looked outside. A pretzel stand. The pretzels were $3 a piece and pretty big in size.
Maybe instead of another couple games of Elder Scrolls Arcade, she would buy herself a pretzel. She pulled the dollar away from the change machine and slid back on her hipster glasses. The door swung open to the pretzel cart and there, a 92.4 pound Sarah stepped out. She walked around the pretzel cart to the front, handing the money in her hand. "I'll take 2 pretzels, both with cinnamon sugar." The man pulled out a stick and slid 2 pretzels on it. He slowly dabbed it in cinnamon sugar. The pretzels looked delicious (and fattening). He slid the pretzels off the stick and into 2 separate wrappers. "$6.54." he held out his hand waiting for the money. She dropped down $7. "Keep the change."
She got in her old Ford Pinto and slowly licked the cinnamon off both the pretzels. It was delicious. Her phone starting ringing. It was Jake. She answered the call. "Hey." she giggled. "Oh, hey. I wanted to know..." he kind of paused, "if you wanted to come over for dinner?" She smiled. "Of course." "Oh, great..." he laughed. He said goodbye and left. Sarah was up to something, he has never acted like this. What was wrong with him? She just shrugged it off and decided to go back inside and look for a dress to buy to wear to his house. The mall was empty, a lot of shoppers were at home with family. She walked inside JC Cash. The cashier popped up, "Welcome to JC Cash! Can I help you with anything?" "Nah," Sarah kindly responded, "but thank you." She walked into the Dress department and looked for her size. The section with her size was filled with beautiful dresses. The first one she picked up, her size, in her price range, very pretty. She found the one.
The cashier rung it up. The cashier 'ooh'ed and 'ahh'ed at the dress. What a sassy lady. "Ok," she smiled, "have a good day." She handed Sarah the dress. When she got outside, she noticed it was raining. Just run for it. she thought. She clutched the dress and ran, just like in the Elder Scrolls arcade game. She jumped in her car, finished the last bite of her pretzel, and drove off.
When she got home, the dress was soaked. She decided to slide it in the dryer for a while and put it on before dinner. The dryer thumped with the dress in there. Her mother walked by the laundry room and glanced at her. "Oi! I didn't know you were home." her mother screamed. "Yep. I'm home now." she said, very stoically. Her mother smiled. "I got you a present." she slid open her purse and dug around. She pulled out a brand new copy of The Sims 4. Sarah's face lit up. She ran and grabbed the game. "HOW'D YOU GET IT?" she laughed, "IT HASN'T EVEN COME OUT YET." The mother gave the kind of "I know somebody" shrug.
The computer's disk tray opened. She slid the disk inside. A window popped up on her computer. 20 gigabyte installation. She accepted the Terms of Agreement and it started loading. She had an hour and she was pretty stuffed from the pretzel, so she laid down on her bed. She closed her eyes and fell right asleep.
Beep, beep, beep.
The dryer indicated that it was done. She ran open and popped open the dryer. The dress had completely dried to perfection. "See you later, mom. I'm going to Jake's." she slid on her dress.
When the car started, it rumbled. It was quite normal, but it was a weird rumble. She slid the gear back one, and pulled out of the driveway. She was excited to eat at Jake's, he was an excellent cook.
When he got there, the house was surprisingly dark. She gave the door a good knock. He slid open the door. "Come in." he whispered. She walked inside to an awesome place. Instead of the usual casserole, it was a paradise. There was cake, chocolate, pie, ice cream, heck, even imported Cornettos. She sat down in the chair. "So, I have a question for you, Sarah..." he paused, "would you like to be my Food Babe?" She giggled. "Yes."
Jake grabbed some cake, and slowly pushed it in her mouth. "I might have a way to make this more fun..." he creepily replied. He grabbed a belt, and wrapped it around her arms. She was tied to the chair. Force feeding.
Jake grabbed the whole cake, and popped it in her mouth. Piece by piece. The dress got tighter, that's when she realized something. When she put the dress in the dryer, it shrunk. It was no longer her size, maybe half a size smaller. Before she could warn him, he popped another piece of cake in her mouth. Suddenly...
Pop, pop, pop, pop.
Four buttons off her dress popped off. There were still 6 more buttons left. "Jake, I can't return this with a couple popped buttons. Let's stop so I can get them sewn back on." He stared at her. "No. You promised to be my Food Babe. We will pop the last 6 buttons." She got worried.
He had one piece of cake left and he popped it into her mouth. She felt full. He left the room for a minute and she used that minute to catch her breath. He came back with some pie. He slowly cut it into 20 pieces and slid them one by one into her mouth. Riiiip. Her dress ripped down the side. "I feel... So full..." she coughed. He gave her a snicker and his face lit up. He ran out of the room like he had an idea. Suddenly, there were a bunch of crashing noises inside the kitchen. Out, he came with a chocolate fountain and a funnel. "What's gotten into you, Jake?" He maniacally laughed. "You wanted to gain weight, and weight you'll gain." He put the funnel in her mouth and tipped the chocolate fountain over.
Slowly, creamy, fattening chocolate poured into her mouth. Her stomach got slightly bigger the minute. She felt something coming on. She felt her stomach bulge against the dress. Suddenly, Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop. The buttons hit the floor. Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic. Jake untied her and she furiously left his house.
She got into her car, but she realized something. She couldn't be mad at Jake because he helped her understand something. He helped her understand how nice being full felt...
The next morning, she weighed herself. She had gained 6 pounds since her appointment, and 4 pounds that night. Instead of gasping at her weight like usual, she smiled. Maybe being a food babe isn't a bad thing...
The next day, she woke up and felt different. She went to put on pants and they were snug on her. She ignored it and immediately went downstairs to eat. She sat down in the chair, and shoved spoon fulls of Life into her mouth. Pop! She looked around. What was that popping noise? She looked down to see her belly hanging over her pants and her pants' button laying on the ground.
Part 2:
Sarah opened her eyes and swung up in surprise. She jumped off the bed and ran over and checked her jeans. Still with a button. She sighed and sat down on the end of her bed. It was just a dream, she calmly repeated to herself. just... A... Dream... Her mother busted in her room. "You need to get ready for your doctor's appointment. It's in an hour, so hurry up." She slid on her jeans and buttoned up her shirt. Both were still loose. The car was rumbling outside of her house. The rumbling was very loud. She ran outside and jumped in the car. "Don't forget to buckle up." her protective mother reminded her, always. Click. The car slid out of the driveway, with the rumbling no longer sounding like a dying whale. Sarah laid her head down and thought about her dream. It worried her a lot that she dreamed about that. She thought about that the whole way to the doctor's appointment. Even into the office she worried. "We are hear for an appointment for Sarah." she told the secretary at the desk. "Room 15." the secretary replied, pointing to the door labeled "Rooms." They walked down the hallway to Room 15, at the end of the hallway and sat down in 2 chairs sitting inside the room. The doctor busted in and greeted them. "Hello, I am Dr. Causa. It is nice to meet you both." He gave both of their hands a vigorous shake. "Would you mind stepping on the scale?" She stepped on the scale. She was 90 pounds. "And now let me measure you." She stood in front of the ruler on the wall. "You are 5'5 and 90 pounds." he stated. He scribbled on a piece of paper beside of him. "You have a 15.0 BMI." Sarah perked up. "That's good, right!?" The doctor sighed. "I'm afraid not, Sarah, you are underweight. The normal weight is between 18.5 and 24.9. I'd advise you to gain a bit of weight. About 21 pounds." She sighed. "Okay." As soon as they got home, she started working out. "Sarah," her mother frowned, "you have to gain weight, not lose more." "But mom..." "No buts." Sarah slouched and turned off the treadmill. "Now," her mother advised, "go eat some something." She walked over to the fridge and looked inside. There was a bunch of sweets inside, but the ice cream spoke the most to her. She checked the calories. 900 calories in a serving. Of course, it was 8 tablespoons per serving and 8 total servings in the tub. 64 tablespoons. She grabbed a spoon and laid down on her couch. The spoon was filled with ice cream and about in her mouth before her boyfriend, Jake, called. "Hey, babe," he greeted her, "how are you?" "Horrible. I am underweight and I have to gain about 21 pounds to be normal weight. I just want to gain the weight quickly so I can lose it sooner." The phone was silent for a second. "I can help you gain it faster." he sternly replied. She asked him if he could help and he promised to be there, ASAP. Soon enough, ding dong. Sarah opened up the door to Jake. He carried a tube and a funnel. "What's that?" she asked. He asked her to follow him to her room. When they got in there, he told her to sit on the bed. She sat worriedly on the bed. "Ok, it's called funnel feeding. It's like eating, but you don't use your hands." he said. "I'm not sure about this..." she quietly spoke. "It'll be fine." he said. He handed her one the end of the tube and she popped it in her mouth. Jake asked her, "Are you ready?" She shook her head yes. He quickly dumped a scoop of ice cream into the funnel. It slid through the tube and into Sarah's mouth. "Is it good?" Jake asked her. She gave him the great sign. He dumped 2 more scoops into the funnel and again, she swallowed it. Sarah pulled it out of her mouth. "I'm thirsty." she licked her lips. Jake bent down and looked through his bag. Out, he pulled a 2 liter of Coke out. He dumped it down the funnel and into her mouth. She remembered how she used to want to loose weight, now she's trying to gain it. Jake quickly scooped 2 more scoops down the funnel. After finishing them, she came up for air. "We can't take all day finishing this ice cream," she responded, "just dump the whole thing into the funnel." Jake shrugged and dumped it down. She swallowed, swallow by swallow. The last swallow was hard because she had never eaten that much before. "How are you feeling?" Jake questioned her. "Big." she chucked. She leaned up and immediately noticed a difference. Her stomach was a little bigger, she was lightly bloated. She picked up the tub of ice cream and did some math. If there was 900 calories in a serving, and 8 total servings with 8 tablespoons per serving. That would be equal to 900 x 8, or 7200 calories divided by 300 calories a pound. She gained 2.4 pounds. That was a start.
Part 3:
She ran through the maze, turn by turn with only her torch lighting her way. The maze was falling apart behind her and it was only a couple minutes away from falling on her. Snarl, snarl. She lifted her torch and turned around. There stood a Frost Troll. She pulled out her Lunar Iron Mace and hit him in the face. He took very little damage. She pulled out her poison, and dabbed it at the end of the mace. The troll swiped at her face, taking her down in one shot.
Boop, boop. Game over.
Sarah laid her head down in anger on the Elder Scrolls arcade game's controller pad. "Maybe just one more game..." she thought to herself, getting ready to insert a dollar into the change machine. Then, she smelled an aroma. A sweet aroma coming from outside the arcade. She looked outside. A pretzel stand. The pretzels were $3 a piece and pretty big in size.
Maybe instead of another couple games of Elder Scrolls Arcade, she would buy herself a pretzel. She pulled the dollar away from the change machine and slid back on her hipster glasses. The door swung open to the pretzel cart and there, a 92.4 pound Sarah stepped out. She walked around the pretzel cart to the front, handing the money in her hand. "I'll take 2 pretzels, both with cinnamon sugar." The man pulled out a stick and slid 2 pretzels on it. He slowly dabbed it in cinnamon sugar. The pretzels looked delicious (and fattening). He slid the pretzels off the stick and into 2 separate wrappers. "$6.54." he held out his hand waiting for the money. She dropped down $7. "Keep the change."
She got in her old Ford Pinto and slowly licked the cinnamon off both the pretzels. It was delicious. Her phone starting ringing. It was Jake. She answered the call. "Hey." she giggled. "Oh, hey. I wanted to know..." he kind of paused, "if you wanted to come over for dinner?" She smiled. "Of course." "Oh, great..." he laughed. He said goodbye and left. Sarah was up to something, he has never acted like this. What was wrong with him? She just shrugged it off and decided to go back inside and look for a dress to buy to wear to his house. The mall was empty, a lot of shoppers were at home with family. She walked inside JC Cash. The cashier popped up, "Welcome to JC Cash! Can I help you with anything?" "Nah," Sarah kindly responded, "but thank you." She walked into the Dress department and looked for her size. The section with her size was filled with beautiful dresses. The first one she picked up, her size, in her price range, very pretty. She found the one.
The cashier rung it up. The cashier 'ooh'ed and 'ahh'ed at the dress. What a sassy lady. "Ok," she smiled, "have a good day." She handed Sarah the dress. When she got outside, she noticed it was raining. Just run for it. she thought. She clutched the dress and ran, just like in the Elder Scrolls arcade game. She jumped in her car, finished the last bite of her pretzel, and drove off.
When she got home, the dress was soaked. She decided to slide it in the dryer for a while and put it on before dinner. The dryer thumped with the dress in there. Her mother walked by the laundry room and glanced at her. "Oi! I didn't know you were home." her mother screamed. "Yep. I'm home now." she said, very stoically. Her mother smiled. "I got you a present." she slid open her purse and dug around. She pulled out a brand new copy of The Sims 4. Sarah's face lit up. She ran and grabbed the game. "HOW'D YOU GET IT?" she laughed, "IT HASN'T EVEN COME OUT YET." The mother gave the kind of "I know somebody" shrug.
The computer's disk tray opened. She slid the disk inside. A window popped up on her computer. 20 gigabyte installation. She accepted the Terms of Agreement and it started loading. She had an hour and she was pretty stuffed from the pretzel, so she laid down on her bed. She closed her eyes and fell right asleep.
Beep, beep, beep.
The dryer indicated that it was done. She ran open and popped open the dryer. The dress had completely dried to perfection. "See you later, mom. I'm going to Jake's." she slid on her dress.
When the car started, it rumbled. It was quite normal, but it was a weird rumble. She slid the gear back one, and pulled out of the driveway. She was excited to eat at Jake's, he was an excellent cook.
When he got there, the house was surprisingly dark. She gave the door a good knock. He slid open the door. "Come in." he whispered. She walked inside to an awesome place. Instead of the usual casserole, it was a paradise. There was cake, chocolate, pie, ice cream, heck, even imported Cornettos. She sat down in the chair. "So, I have a question for you, Sarah..." he paused, "would you like to be my Food Babe?" She giggled. "Yes."
Jake grabbed some cake, and slowly pushed it in her mouth. "I might have a way to make this more fun..." he creepily replied. He grabbed a belt, and wrapped it around her arms. She was tied to the chair. Force feeding.
Jake grabbed the whole cake, and popped it in her mouth. Piece by piece. The dress got tighter, that's when she realized something. When she put the dress in the dryer, it shrunk. It was no longer her size, maybe half a size smaller. Before she could warn him, he popped another piece of cake in her mouth. Suddenly...
Pop, pop, pop, pop.
Four buttons off her dress popped off. There were still 6 more buttons left. "Jake, I can't return this with a couple popped buttons. Let's stop so I can get them sewn back on." He stared at her. "No. You promised to be my Food Babe. We will pop the last 6 buttons." She got worried.
He had one piece of cake left and he popped it into her mouth. She felt full. He left the room for a minute and she used that minute to catch her breath. He came back with some pie. He slowly cut it into 20 pieces and slid them one by one into her mouth. Riiiip. Her dress ripped down the side. "I feel... So full..." she coughed. He gave her a snicker and his face lit up. He ran out of the room like he had an idea. Suddenly, there were a bunch of crashing noises inside the kitchen. Out, he came with a chocolate fountain and a funnel. "What's gotten into you, Jake?" He maniacally laughed. "You wanted to gain weight, and weight you'll gain." He put the funnel in her mouth and tipped the chocolate fountain over.
Slowly, creamy, fattening chocolate poured into her mouth. Her stomach got slightly bigger the minute. She felt something coming on. She felt her stomach bulge against the dress. Suddenly, Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop. The buttons hit the floor. Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic. Jake untied her and she furiously left his house.
She got into her car, but she realized something. She couldn't be mad at Jake because he helped her understand something. He helped her understand how nice being full felt...
The next morning, she weighed herself. She had gained 6 pounds since her appointment, and 4 pounds that night. Instead of gasping at her weight like usual, she smiled. Maybe being a food babe isn't a bad thing...
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