Hermione and Ginny WG: Part 2The next day, Hermione watched her friend's eating habits, and was shocked she hadn't previously noticed the amount Ginny consumed in a single day. It had been no overstatement that she always had a delicious, rich, fattening food in her hand. And now that she'd taken Hermione under her wing, Hermione was eating very nearly the same amount, or at least as much as she could handle without feeling nauseous.Hermione and Ginny WG: Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
Breakfast was unlike any she'd ever had. Ginny woke her up a little earlier than usual to share the tray of pastries the elves had given her, and while Hermione felt a bit of remorse for accepting this work from the enslaved elves, she wasn't about to argue with Ginny. They consumed massive cinnamon rolls and danishes slathered in frosting, and Hermione leaned against her pillows after her third one, groaning and clutching her tiny stomach while Ginny licked her fingertips and absent-mindedly caressed her bloated stomach.
"Alright, get dressed, we should head down for breakfast!" Ginn
Hermione and Ginny WG: part 3Without a doubt, Ginny's method was working.Hermione and Ginny WG: part 3 in Romance More Like This
Hermione had filled out over the last three months. Now it was nearly Christmas, and she was bursting out of her uniform. She reached down and quietly undid the button on her skirt: they were in Transfiguration, but it was after lunch, and if the skirt could speak it would be screaming.
She let out a low sigh of relief and rubbed the angry red line where the waistban squeezed into her belly. She chanced a sideways look at Ron, who gulped and tried to pay attention to Mcgonagall, but couldn't resist giving Hermione a tell-tale glance that told her he was not oblivious to her wardrobe malfunction.
She blushed furiously as he shifted in his seat. He was probably uncomfortable. Hell, she was too. What had made porking up sound like a good idea to get a guy? What was the chance he was going to like her any better when she was the size of a blimp like Ginny?
But no, Hermione sighed. That was unkind. Well, Ginny WAS about the size of a blimp. At lu
Hermione and Ginny WG: part 4The next morning when she checked the weight gain potion, Hermione was happy to see it had brewed perfectly. She ladled it out into some vials and headed to breakfast.Hermione and Ginny WG: part 4 in Romance More Like This
When she reached Ginny, Ron, and Harry at the Gryffindor table, she slid in next to Ginny and tried to subtly hand her the tiny vial, but Harry noticed.
"It's...erm...a tonic. For, you know, her nerves." Hermione shifted uncomfortably, and it wasn't because of her too-tight uniform.
"I have a huge test today." Ginny said, unfazed. She confidently uncorked the vial and gulped down the whole vial. The boys, satisfied with the explanation, turned away and resumed their conversation.
"How do you feel?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Hungry." Ginny replied thoughtfully, and Hermione's face broke into a grin.
"Same here, I'm glad it worked. Let's eat."
The girls ate more that morning than either could ever remember having eaten before. Even the boys stopped their conversat
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Hermione crept quietly down the stairs to the girl's dormitory. She'd been looking for Ginny, and wondered what was keeping her in the common room so late. 'Surely it must be empty by now...' she thought.
As she approached the common room, she heard Ginny whisper. She tiptoed, not wanted to be heard, until she had a clear view of the room.
Ginny and Harry were laying on the couch making out. Ginny's shirt was off and Harry had his hands squeezing her pudgy midsection. Hermione watched in awe, having been unaware that Harry and Ginny had come to terms with their feelings for one another. And also having been unaware that Ginny had gained that much weight.
While the uniform certainly didn't hide her recent weight gain, Hermione had thought it was just a little bit of chub. But as she watched, she saw that Ginny's belly hung right down over her skirt, and Harry was kneading it in his hands. She saw how he had pulled up her skirt to reveal her chunky thighs, an
Macy Gets What She WantsMacy Munclop was a very rich girl.Macy Gets What She Wants in Short Stories More Like This
She was also spoiled, beautiful, insufferable, extremely famous, and could coerce her Father into giving her anything she wanted--that is, the few things her platinum card couldn't already get her.
Money had no value to her. It meant nothing. In Macy's eyes, it was nothing more than something to do to pass the time.
What did have value to her was the media. It was what kept her interested in something. Making appearances, being a euphemism for disturbances, was what she did when she became restless. And when you're a stupid, rich, 23 year old girl in a mansion full of servants, restless is a common feeling.
Among the many things that she was not aware of was the fact that many other heiresses not only hated her, but were trying to get her out of the spotlight to make room for themselves. In a New York city penthouse that very nearly rivaled the size of Monaco (but not nearly as large or luxurious as Macy's, as she wouldn't hesitate to say) Hattie Hugg
Lizzie IV: Feeling of FatJenna lounged on my bed as I struggled into outfit after outfit before the "big" date--a date that would begin big, and end bigger, if things went as we both planned. I surveyed the way my belly hung sensuously out of my jeans, but sexy as I knew he would find me busting out of my clothes, I knew that they were tight enough now when I was seated, and although I'd eaten more than most teenage girls eat in an entire day in the last 3 hours, I was nowhere near full. I had already decided on a tight fitting but stretchy t-shirt, which drew attention to my girth as the image on the front was stretched and disproportionate, attempting to accommodate my width and thickness.Lizzie IV: Feeling of Fat in Short Stories More Like This
Jenna leaned back on my bed, where she was propped up against my pillows, and rubbed her belly. Although her hips and ass were still her largest features, lately her belly had seemed bigger--especially now, as she ate a second gallon of ice cream, massaging her belly into submission to its tautness. As she didn't have a sp
Lisa IVIt was late one evening and Lisa was sitting on her bed, her ever expanding belly resting heavily but comfortably on her chunky thighs, reaching now halfway to her knees. She was shoveling a large meal of take-out Chinese into her mouth while she waited for Steven to stop by with more food. she chuckled inwardly at the thought that the large meal was holding her over--but she couldn't have stopped eating if her life depended on it. She hadn't stopped eating for 3 days; she was awoken from the deepest sleep (normally dreaming about food) to gorge herself. Her insatiable hunger was driving her every move, and while she resented it, she couldn't deny that she felt incredibly hot as she watched her soft, squishy body expanding at it's alarming, impossible rate. Her breasts her nearly twice as large as they had been, yet still perky. Her thighs were like enormous hams, and her calves were huge in comparison to those few short days ago. Her double chin was becoming noticeable, even when sheLisa IV in Short Stories More Like This
Lizzie II: Acceptance + HungerThe next day was a Saturday, and Jenna and I had arranged a fun day: we'd been paid the day before, and we were cashing our checks and going shopping. The first thing on our list was lunch: we decided on our favorite burger joint downtown. Before Achara's (time had found a new system of measurement: BA, and AA. BA was skinny Lizzie and Jenna, AA was the fatasses we were today) we had gotten 2 of the greasy, delicious burgers and a small fry each. Today was the first time I realized that I'd been ordering 4 burgers, a large fry and a large shake. But Jenna ordered first, and once again, I used that as my feeble reasoning to overindulge as usual, regardless of the enormous affect it was having on my midsection.Lizzie II: Acceptance + Hunger in Short Stories More Like This
That morning had been the first in a while that I took a good look in the mirror as I got dressed. I'd looked a while in my underwear: my belly bung out and over my panties, and had the dimples of a roll forming, while my breasts poofed out over the top of my C-cup bra, which had
Lizzie III:Fatness AppreciatedThe couple of weeks that followed the end of school went by in a flash of food. My Mother didn't seem to mind my weight at all--she took the same stand she had for me in general. It's a phase, don't bother to bother her too much, move on with my own life. Conversation over.Lizzie III:Fatness Appreciated in Short Stories More Like This
Jenna's mother, on the other hand, seemed to scarcely even notice. A large woman herself, she was just as motherly and indulging as ever. Every time I slept over, she took it upon herself to buy a dozen donuts, which I had stopped offering to pay part of, as Jenna was fairly rich. I think we surprised her a bit that morning, when we ate all 11, one of them having been eaten by her. After that she started buying 2 dozen, "just to make sure you girls had enough!"
As I slept over at Jenna's house at least once a week, we consumed a lot of donuts. In the beginning, we'd eat 7 or 8 each, and it would be breakfast. Then, come July, we'd eat 7 or 8 and it would hold us over till we went out and got breakfast. Then, as mid
Lizzie Ch. I: a Girl Gone Fat.I can say without a doubt that the biggest (no pun intended) change in my life was when I began working at an Indian restaurant during my junior year of high school. I would not be the immense woman I am today, (and gaining still here at my university) without the endless nights of indulging in rich, creamy, cheese filled dishes, platters of deep fried goodies, and basket after basket of naan.Lizzie Ch. I: a Girl Gone Fat. in Short Stories More Like This
When I began working at the restaurant, I was 5'6, and about 145 lbs. I wasn't skinny, but I was far from chubby, with a soft ring of flesh around my entire body. I suppose that more than anything else, I was soft and warm, with a thin silhouette. However, when I began working at Achara's, I was hired during a period where we were understaffed, and from the beginning I was working 4 or 5 shifts a week, and every Friday and Saturday night, not to mention most Sundays.
At Achara's, you earned a free dinner at the end of your shift. But the thing about the food was that there was nothing healthy. It
Growing at Hogwarts- Ch.. 4NOTE: This is a weight gain story about the girls of the Harry Potter universe. It will contain Weight gain/Belly Stuffing, and if you don't like that stuff, don't read. You have been warned!Growing at Hogwarts- Ch.. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The young wizard walked through the halls of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry slowly, thinking about the short holiday which had just ended. After such an exciting beginning, he had been expecting a bit more from it, maybe both of the girls spitefully stuffing each other to bursting. Then making out. Yes, that would have been fine in his opinion. But alas, it was not to be. As always happens with good friends, all hurt feelings were made up in the morning, and normal eating habits were resumed. Well, not 'normal,' per say, but not to the extremes that had been observed prior. The young wizard had also begrudgingly accepted this. The initial spike
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An eventful day.
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Ginny was trapped. All the running had only gotten her trapped in a dark corner, with the enemy closing in. After all this time, all that running, and it was only a dead end after all But there was no time to dwell on that now. He pushed her down, and tied her hands and feet together. "Open wide " He laughed evilly as he shoved a slice of cake in her mouth .
Ginny's eyes snapped open. She was tangled up in her sheets, and sweating. What a horrible dream! It had seemed so real . But already now, she felt it beginning to fade, the memory becoming blurry. But still! She shive
Growing at Hogwarts- Ch. 5WARNING: This is a weight gain story about the girls of the Harry Potter universe. It will contain weight gain/belly stuffing. If you don't like that stuff, or have no idea what I'm talking about, than don't read! You have been warned!Growing at Hogwarts- Ch. 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The week had flown by fast for the young wizard. Maybe a little too fast for his likings. For he had been having the week of his life, watching his two girls eat and eat. The redhead, Ginny, remained completely unaware of any changes in her eating habits, while Hermione, though seeming to notice, hadn't eaten any less.
And now it was Saturday morning, and he was more excited than he ever had been. Just last night he had seen it. He was actually surprised it had taken this long. But now the waiting was over. His girls were finally growing.
At the top of Gryffindor tower, a certain flustered redhead stared with malice at the button of her skirt. "Stupid muggle
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The young wizard stood in the middle of the plaza, hidden from view by the crowd of students in black robes departing the train. He waited, searching the mass of bodies for the two he was waiting for. The girls. He didn't have to wait long. He spotted them getting off the train with two male friends, and then head off down the walkway, with all the other students. He followed, his short, lean body weaving gracefully around the students in between him and his targets. He was soon directly behind them. They continued to walk, taking no notice of him. He was calm as he pointed his wand through his robe pocket, first at one girl, then the next, muttering, "H