Exit 46 (The Ballad of Sonny Bean) No one can see who bides there
For their faces are seldom seen,
But to meet their eyes is to meet your fate
To the family of Sonny Bean.
They'll hang you up and cut your throat.
They'll pick your carcass clean.
And they'll use your bones to quiet the weans
In the home of Sonny Bean.
Florence ReflectsThe morning after her 29th birthday, Florence took a long, hard look at herself.Florence Reflects in Short Stories More Like This
Stripped down to her underwear, her reflection showed that the past year had been very unkind on her trim, feminine body, she thought, her fingers digging into the softness of her stomach. No, she thought, it wasn't all from the past year. It was the past five, ever since college graduation.
Those were the days, when her stomach was flat and firm, not fat and flabby. A time when her butt was well-rounded, shaped like an apple, soft to the touch, but firm. She turned where she stood, craning her neck to see the fat, blubbery buns that she'd made for herself, and her thick, meaty thighs supporting the rest of her heavy, over-fed body.
God, what did she do to herself? Her hand went to her face, rounded out now, but no less beautiful for it. Two chins, she mused, once upon a time, her angular chin was a point of pride to her, her trademark look, you might say.
Softened, that was the trend she saw, if you could
Tracey Is Not a Gym Person. . .Tracey was never much of a gym-goer.Tracey Is Not a Gym Person. . . in Short Stories More Like This
THIS though? This was more than just a leisurely visit, THIS. Was an emergency. Sort of. The story was, she'd been going to college all of nine weeks, NOT EVEN A FULL SEMESTER, and ALREADY she'd had that moment. The big wake-up call that every female college freshman ever can relate to, can vividly remember, the exact, horrifying moment they discovered that the freshman fifteen was more than just a myth, but a stark reality.
It was just this morning it happened for Tracey. She felt good at first, decided to wear her favorite jeans! Her FAVORITE jeans, her ABSOLUTE, FAVORITE jeans, and learned that those late-night bowls of ice cream were affecting her. Her FAVORITE jeans were, at last, too small for her to compact herself into. She just could not possibly wriggle up them over her recently widened hips. Or over her swollen thighs, really. Actually, no, they DID make it over her thighs, but it was only barely, and she had to figh
Facebook Chronicles of a Party Girl's FatteningMegan Welcher was so jealous of the girl in the picture.Facebook Chronicles of a Party Girl's Fattening in Short Stories More Like This
She was a pretty, young thing, a bit chubby to be sure, particularly about the middle, but a far cry from being 'big.' Her smile was framed by her smooth, golden-brown cheeks, and the slightest hint of a double chin. Around this undeniably pretty face, her shining blonde hair flowed down, waving and curling around her face. Slight tummy pudge aside, this girl was a teenager's ideal woman, a beautiful face attached to a round, firm C-cup chest, featuring wide, fertile hips, and full, pink lips. She wasn't a tall girl, but her Daisy Dukes left the entirety of her smooth, golden legs visible, even as they were tested by a thin layer of chub at the tops of them.
Then, Megan read the caption, “I almost didn't post this, since I'm such a fatty here, but whatever!”
Her jealousy turned to irritation as she looked at the girl in the photo, in her shorts and black top. She scowled at the barely-chubby beauty who dared to
Sophie's IntrusionI came home last night to my ex-girlfriend Sophie laying out on the old leather recliner in the apartment, bottle of whiskey in one hand and a family-sized bag of Doritos in the other, both almost empty.Sophie's Intrusion in Short Stories More Like This
She shifted her weight the second I opened the door, grunting at the effort, "Mmph! There you fuckin' are!" She licked the yellow dust from her fingers, plunging her hand in for the last remaining chips, "Hope you don' mind, I mmph... I helped myself to a couple snacks out your kitchen!"
For a second, I stared, unable to think straight, or say anything. Sophie was as beautiful as ever, with her dark, caramel skin, and thick, luxurious black hair, falling down around her round, chubby face. Her stomach was bloated, bigger than I'd ever seen it, a meaty curtain of flab pouring out over thick, gelatinous thighs.
She was dressed to emphasize her gain, her low-cut shirt stopping short an inch above her bellybutton, streaks of Doritos dust on the exposed expanse of her potbelly
Dani's 'Diet'Went to the mall today. Saw Dani Taylor for the first time since graduation. More accurately, she saw me. Tackled me outside of JC Penney’s, actually.Dani's 'Diet' in Short Stories More Like This
It took me a second to recover from the impact. Dani is kind of a. . . Well, not to be insensitive, but let’s say she’s sort of a ‘larger’ girl, and leave it at that. That’s an understatement, really, Dani’s straight up fat. I’m thinking she was about 170, 180 pounds at graduation, which I know, doesn’t sound like a LOT, and on most girls it’s NOT, but Dani’s not a tall girl. Calling her ‘not tall’ is still overstating her height a bit; Dani’s not even five foot; she’s ALMOST four ten. To make it even more obvious how fat those 180 pounds make her, she’d be overweight at 120.
Anyway, it was kind of a lot of weight to have slamming into your unsuspecting side. I saw it was her, and I’ll be honest, I didn
LilahStory starts with me, sitting at a table in Taste of China, waiting on Lilah to show, nervous as hell, chewing my fingernails and seriously doubting whether she would even come.Lilah in Short Stories More Like This
I didn't really know if I wanted her to, for that matter, I definitely couldn't imagine a way this would go well. I definitely hoped for the best, but it was a toss-up. Either the day would go horribly, and Lilah would never talk to me again, or it could go very badly, she might throw things, we'd get tossed out of our favorite restaurant, and she'd still be pissed and hurt because of this. I didn't want to have this conversation, but the thing is, I had to do it.
I remember the first time I met Lilah; it was at Freshman orientation. I didn't pay much attention to her right away, I don't think she wanted anybody to notice her. They had us all gathered in a small room on the second floor of the union.
I wanna say they were talking about the code of ethics on campus, or something, I don't know, I was
A Lot Can ChangeIt's common knowledge that when girls go off to college, there's a tendency to gain a little weight, maybe a lot if they're taking a lot of classes or go to a school with a particularly good cafeteria. It's also common knowledge that a lot of women discover themselves when they're on their own for the first time. They come back a different woman than they were in high school.A Lot Can Change in Short Stories More Like This
Today, those points were driven home for me in a big way, pun intended.
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It started this morning when I got a text from a girl I knew in high school, by the name of Caitlyn Chase. I remembered her pretty well. She was a bit of a party girl, pretty popular, kind of a showboat, very proud of how curvy her body was. Our social circles couldn't have been further apart, but we were lab partners first semester of senior year. Wouldn't say we became best friends, but we got to know each other pretty well.
She was really an attractive girl back then, in most every way, don't get me wrong, but I li
Nina's Night OutI started doubting my relationship with Sam after about eight months and seventy pounds, when he suggested, for the tenth day in a row, that we order pizza and stay in for the night.Nina's Night Out in Short Stories More Like This
I didn't argue, plans like that always get Sam feeling frisky, and that boy's got exactly one thing going for him, but I didn't sleep well that night.
Sam passed out early, leaving me, awake and uncomfortable, with a bulging, aching belly and a rapidly-emptying bottle of Tums in the cupboard across the room. I grunted, fighting against my growing gut to sit up, waddling over, trying not to jostle my overfull belly while I got the bottle from the cabinet, and that's when I had an idea.
On my way back to bed, I grabbed Sam's phone from the dresser, and my own, looking through his contacts list and moving a number from his to mine, falling back into bed a second later, resting, sleeping.
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I still felt full the next morning, but I didn't complain when Sam brought me a huge plate of pancakes an
Ashley's RevelationAshley's wake-up call began when had her annual check-up.Ashley's Revelation in Short Stories More Like This
Standing in the cold, sterile room wearing nothing but her skivvies, she felt exposed, and keenly aware of how much there was to expose than there had been last year. She shivered from the chill in the air and wrapped her arms around her torso to warm herself up. It was a slight relief, counteracted by the recognition of how soft she'd become.
After what felt like forever, the doctor came in, a rather tall and very trim woman, and without glancing up, introduced herself as Dr. Roberts. After a second, she put the papers to the side, turned her eyes to her patient, and just then, Ashley felt a sinking feeling. Dr. Roberts seemed surprised as her eyes went up and down, scanning Ashley's bloated body judgmentally.
The doctor looked at her records quickly, then cleared her throat, “So, erm, Miss Lester, I see you've changed since the last time you met with us.”
Ashley looked down her eyes meeting with her impressive clea
Big Bayou WaterparkDriving in her car towards Big Bayou Waterpark, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other clutching a half-eaten jelly donut, Jasmine felt conflicted. She gulped down the last bite, feeling the calorie-filled wad of fried dough slide down her throat to join the seven that had preceded it, adding it's weight to the heavy ball of grease and calories in her stomach. She shivered a little, reaching to turn down the air conditioning a bit before grabbing, no longer hungry, but greedy, for the last donut in the box, shoving it into her mouth, wondering whether she should have brought a sundress for the day, maybe done a bit more to cover up.Big Bayou Waterpark in Short Stories More Like This
Nah, she decided as the last morsel made it's place in her overfull stomach, that would defeat the purpose of this trip. Brushing a few stray crumbs from her breasts, she reflected on why she was doing this.
She didn't like water parks; this was about something else. This was about protecting her self-image. She began thinking through her reasoni
Fair FoodKatie wandered through the fair looking for her friends. She loved fairs, the smell, the people, but especially the food. Ever since she was little she went to the fair every night it was open for the food. Deep-fried Snickers, Turkey legs, Jumbo corndogs, Elephant Ears, it was paradise. If the fair was even two more weeks a year Katie would be obese. Fortunately, for the beauty queen it wasn't. She was a homecoming candidate her senior year of high school and got a lot of attention from the guys her freshman year at college. Dark brown hair flowed down to her shoulders and a beautiful heart-shaped face with two piercing light blue eyes could melt the heart of any lover of beautiful women. She was a shorty at just 5'4" and was a measly one hundred ten pounds. Two perky B-cups were resting under a buttoned-up flannel shirt that was tied at the bottom revealing her slim midriff. She had Daisy Duke jean shorts in honor of the fair, with a belt that said country girl. The shortsFair Food in Short Stories More Like This
The Oktoberfest Feeder"Damn, this is expensive," a feminine American voice said near Jonas. He looked around eagerly and spotted his targets. They were just what he wanted. One girl sipped casually from a frothy mug while another two dark-haired girls just complained about the prices.The Oktoberfest Feeder in Short Stories More Like This
"It's always like this," said a blonde German girl casually. She was the one drinking.
"Are you sure?" Jonas asked suavely walking up behind the three girls, "Because I think it is a crime you lovely girls shouldn't be able to experience Oktoberfest to the fullest."
The girls glanced at each other and smiled, the black haired one said, "Do you know of any way we can avoid that?"
Jonas pretended to consider, "Well, I suppose we could go back to my villa, where a few friendly types might be waiting for a few more lovely girls to show up. And I suppose I could supply these lovely girls with free beer."
"I'm in!" said the German girl grinning.
"I believe we could grace your party with our presence," said the brown haired one, she
Fair Food 2As Amber walked up to the ride, the ticket girl behind her grinned wickedly, watching Katie waddle away in the opposite direction. Maybe Amber would fare better, but maybe not. Shanna waited to see if Katie would come out, but the ticket girl told Amber she could probably catch Katie if she hurried.Fair Food 2 in Short Stories More Like This
Amber got in first. She was a petite, short brown haired girl with a cute, gentle face. She had two B-cup breasts and an overall lithe body, with a firm butt that was nice enough for most guys to notice her. She was just 5'2" and 98 pounds. She wore a tight denim stretch skirt, black tights, and a gray three quarter sleeve button-up shirt. As Amber got into the cart she scooched toward one side. "Wait," said the ticket girl, "Hold the ride."
Amber sat there in the cart looking down toward the girl. "You sure you don't want to ride with your guest?" the ticket girl asked sweetly.
"She'll wait here, just in case," said Amber.
"Okay," said the ticket girl unsure.
The ride started and Amber rou
The Party Girl's RoommateThere was a knock at the door. Oaklee's eyes fluttered open. Another knock and Oaklee forced her head from her pillow. The third knock and Oaklee sprang out of bed. She slipped some short shorts on and ran down the hallway of her apartment. She overslept again, and today was the day she was supposed to meet her new roommate. Stopping to check herself in the mirror she realized she had slept in her make-up and her hair was more disheveled than usual. She considered fixing it, but a fourth knock on the door made her jump in front of it and then crack it open.The Party Girl's Roommate in Short Stories More Like This
She peeked around the corner at her new roommate, and had only talked to the girl on the phone. Her name was what? It was Willow! She remembered thinking it was an odd coincidence, Willow and Oaklee. She swung the door open and threw her hands up. "Hello!" she said in her sing-song voice, "Nice to meet you roomie."
The smile she wore and the excitement she had were fortunately covering up her surprise. Oaklee was good at that sort o
Exchange Students: France pt.1Simone walked into her foreign exchange parents' house with her exchange father. It was so lavish and exquisite, but she guessed it went along with the saying "Everything's Bigger in Texas", apparently that included her exchange family. From the looks of the pictures she had seen of the Hall family they were all big. There was the father, Grant, who looked to be around 400 pounds. He had a full head of black hair, with a lot of scruff. There was the oldest sister, Kirsten, who was about 280. A big blonde girl who was 21 and in her third year at Rice University. There was the middle sister who was closest to her age, Kathleen, who looked to be about 180. She was brown-haired and tanned to the extreme, yet only 17 years old. Then came Elizabeth, just 15, yet already around 140 pounds by the looks of it. She had dark-brownish hair, and was very pretty, but by the looks of her older sisters that would change. She was about 5'1" and most of her weight found its way to her large bExchange Students: France pt.1 in Short Stories More Like This
The Party Girl's SisterOaklee left three days after Willow so she got to her parent's house on the twenty third. Oaklee arrived at her parent's house before five the first day. Her younger sister greeted her at the door with, "Damn, girl what happened?"The Party Girl's Sister in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, hi sis, nice to see you too," Oaklee joked.
Taylor didn't pay attention to her though and just poked her belly hidden under her shirt. Taylor was pudgy and had always been jealous of her older sister, but now Oaklee was almost as big as her. Taylor was 5'4" and 165 pounds. She decided that when Oaklee left in a month she would be bigger than her.
Her mom rounded the corner, "Baby girl- Aaaah!" Her mom pointed in horror at Oaklee's beer belly. Oaklee was getting a little self conscious now. "Let's have dinner," her mother sad with an empty voice.
Dinner was quiet at the Petit household. Her mother watched in amazement as Oaklee scarfed down her large meal. Finally, her mother dropped her fork as Oaklee went back for seconds, "Oaklee!"
"What?" Oaklee said
Brittany's Beach TripBrittany walked onto the secluded beach, her caramel brown hair blowing in the wind and thin silk veil wrapped around her tan shoulders, she walked like a model. Her beautiful breasts bounced in her bikini with every step. Her butt swayed from side to side. The girl could was gorgeous. As she laid a towel she had been carrying out the only other beach resident examined her with great interest. She looked at the sun putting her hand over her eyes to shield it from the sun and admired the gorgeous view. She lay down on her belly facing the sun rise that morning. The observer got a little closer and ducked behind huge rocks and spires that arose along the shore. Once or twice she looked around, and called out, "Hello?" so the observer just ducked behind a rock. He then was within twenty yards. Breaking out at a dead sprint he ended up right over the resting beauty. She tried to scream, but the cloth pressed against her mouth stopped her from shouting. It wouldn't have helped anyway no oneBrittany's Beach Trip in Short Stories More Like This
Mindy and Taryn Try Weight Loss PharmaceuticalsThe crackling of tin foil packaging sounded from the dark, followed by loud, smacking chomps with a grand finale burp. The door swung open with a crash, and the light turned on, revealing Mindy Koizumi looking equal parts shocked, startled and relieved. Her cheeks were swollen with munchies, she was still in her pajamas, and maybe a little high. She laid back, with her laptop on her knees, and Oreos on her potbelly, a new addition to the former health nut. All-in-all, despite Mindy’s slacker, college girl appearance, she was quite a looker. Hair dyed auburn, big brown eyes, a formerly flawless body, and one that still didn’t put her out of the running in most places. In the doorway was her excitable, stoner roommate, Taryn McNair. Taryn was also lovely, but more in a grunge-rock way. Her light brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she had a nose-piercing. All natural good-looks with no make-up. Taryn gleefully surveyed Mindy’s shock.Mindy and Taryn Try Weight Loss Pharmaceuticals in Short Stories More Like This
She stood there for a se
Exchange Student: France pt.5The next day for school Kathleen stole some of Elizabeth's clothes and one of her own C-cup bras for Simone. And passed them into her. Simone still struggled with the jean shorts, but pretended not to notice. Her stomach drooped over her jeans on all sides. Creating impressive love handles. The creases on her sides had formed into something deeper and speaking of deep Kathleen could probably put half her index finger in Simone's navel. The bra was a little big on Simone, but the shirt was tight and hugged it to her chest. Simone chose to wear her own ruffle-front shirt she had worn at the bonfire, but if it was see through before it would be clear as glass around the boobs now had she not been wearing a tanktop. It rode a little up revealing her muffin top in just the slightest.Exchange Student: France pt.5 in Short Stories More Like This
Simone then got in the car and the three girls went to school. Kathleen only had third hour and lunch with Simone, but Simone had three classes with Lindsay, and another with Mara and Jeremiah.
Exchange Student: France pt. 3With a yawn Simone climbed out of bed and got ready. She quickly showered and got dressed. She didn't know where Kirsten was, but didn't care much. Grant was gone, but he was college professor, probably teaching summer classes at Rice. There was a nice couple of omelets for breakfast and some cinnamon rolls. Simone looked around. Only the twins were up now. Susan was gone too, probably also at her office. Simone stretched out in her jeans and tank top and sat down next to Bryce. Bryce starred up at her and grinned nervously. Molly giggled and handed Simone a plate with a large portion of omelet on it and three cinnamon rolls.Exchange Student: France pt. 3 in Short Stories More Like This
"Thank you," Simone said sweetly.
"You're welcome!" The twins exclaimed in unison.
"So how do you like school here?" Simone asked.
They looked at each other and smiled.
"It's not good, but we're in fifth grade, this year, so we'll be the top of the school," explained Molly.
"Yeah, and we can have three gym classes a week," Bryce said.
"Oh, I love gym," said Simone
Punished to FattenJane was the more abstinent of Sally's two kids. She could be quite mean sometimes. Sally was sending Jane and her brother to her mom's for the summer which would be nearly twelve weeks. Jane would start her senior of high school next fall and her brother would be a junior, the kids were older than most of their class mates due to repeating a grade or two because of frequent moves in their early school careers.Punished to Fatten in Short Stories More Like This
She worried about them gaining weight staying with her Mom, but she really had no choice. Sally's Mom was obese, she loved to cook and loved plump children and feeding her grand children was a favorite hobby of hers.
Sally dropped the kids off after the long drive to her mom's. She asked her, "Mom, please don't over feed them, I really don't want them to gain too much weight this summer. I know you will let them eat more than I do, but promise me they won't get too fat!" "Oh Sally dear, I wouldn't do that.
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Megan was petite and slim only weighing one hundred and five pounds. She was a work out nut and most of her boyfriends she met at the gym. They all loved having a slim little hottie on their arms, but relationship wise that was the extent of it. They were all self- absorbed and treated Megan like a possession rather than a partner.
Megan and I worked together at a land company acquiring leases for various projects. A new project came in for a large wind farm in Iowa. Past experience had shown that females did better at getting leases in Iowa versus some of our other states, so Megan got the assignment.
Megan and I were co-workers and casual friends. I had never asked her out, but we did talk at our desks which were in the same large cubicle. I liked her and I think she liked me, but she was so slim and such a workout nut that I was not interested in a relationship with her.
"Megan, I hear
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Morgan was a personal trainer and she was very tough on her over-weight clients. She did get results, if you can call torturing yourself under her tutelage to be thin, "results". Morgan had no empathy for her clients and that fact merely contributed to their loathing of her. The only reason she had any clients, was her record of "working them down" to their goal weight.
Morgan's reign of terror finally came to an end. Her best client, though her heaviest, Carolyn had a blow up with Morgan. Carolyn screamed, "I am done! I cannot stand your condescending attitude, your insults and cajoling, I would rather stay fat than put up with your bitchy attitude!" Carolyn stormed out of the health club where Morgan worked. It really caused a scene at the club, and there were more than one customer/client nodding in agreement with Carolyn' s statements.
It was not long, that the word got around,
Alex's GainAlex walked over to the chaise next to her best friend, Jordan and sat down. Jordan said "Hey what's up?" Alex sighed, "Nat and I got back from his family's house last night." "Oh, how did it go?" "Not very well, Nat's mom still does not like me. She virtually ignored me all weekend. She even made a couple of snide comments about how skinny I am. But not so that Nat or his dad could hear her."Alex's Gain in Short Stories More Like This
Alex was almost in tears. She had met her boyfriend's mom a few months ago. She was startled when she met her at how heavy she was. Nat's mom weighed nearly three hundred pounds and was only five foot three inches tall. When Nat introduced her, his mom barely acknowledged Alex, looking her over and then just sighed. The problem was Nat would not ask Alex to marry him without his mother's approval, not just grudging approval, but genuinely liking her future daughter in law.
"So what did Nat say on the way home?" As
Naughty GainerArthur had been happily married for many years. He was very wealthy, owning a magnificent home in the hills overlooking LA and the Pacific Ocean. He was devoted to his wife of many years, though they appeared to be opposites, he was slim and fit, and she quite plump.Naughty Gainer in Short Stories More Like This
They lived happily in their magnificent home with a very competent and dedicated staff to take care of them, especially Marge, Arthur's wife. He was devoted to her, and she him. The staff pampered and indulged Marge's every need or whim, this lead to Marge becoming quite overweight in their years of marriage.
Arthur's life changed though when Marge passed away unexpectedly from cancer. He was very upset and missed her tremendously.
After a few years he finally found someone, or rather she found him. I younger, slim and very pretty woman named Angela finally captured Arthur's heart.
Some of his domestic staff, devoted to Arthur, felt she was a "gold digger",
Evolution of a FeedeeEvolution of a FeedeeEvolution of a Feedee in Short Stories More Like This
By Ned Fox
Sally was petite, five-two, she now, weighed only one hundred and ten pounds. She used to weigh around one-fifty in high school and she really did not mind being "chubby" as her mom put it.
Sally's Mom, sisters Janie and Susie were all heavy, well more likely obese. The whole family had been fat pretty much their whole lives.
Sally was the only one who had gone to college and that was out in Colorado, where she fell into the fitness trap nearly immediately, getting assigned a "buff" roommate.
Sally had dated totally buff guys now since and during her college career and she was tried of the constant working out, all the dates revolving around some fitness activity. She was really a "dinner, a show (movie) and ice cream after" kind of girl.
She confided in Janie, her older sister, while visiting over the Thanksgiving Holiday.
"Sally, why don't you just let go and enjoy yourself, do you really want to be on a diet the rest
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Jane had a fit! Her daughter, Jenny had gotten in trouble again! This time she was caught riding around with her boy friend, a total loser in Jane's opinion, in a car he stole!
This was the third time this year that Jenny had had a run in with the law and Jane was getting pretty fed up!
She picked up Jenny at the police station and drove her home, lecturing the whole time, but Jenny, little miss know-it-all, just rolled her eyes. When they got home, Jenny just ran up to her room and slammed the door.
Jane had had it! She called her Mom in Iowa. "Mom, Jenny just got in trouble again! I just can not control her. She is eighteen, but there is no way I am letting her out on her own. I have got to do something, she is driving me insane!"
Jenny was petite, she was only five foot two, and weighed on one hundred and four pounds, dripping wet as they say. She was very p
A Summer's GainA Summer's Gain By: Ned FoxA Summer's Gain in Short Stories More Like This
Jennifer was slim, petite and pretty. Not a devastating beauty, but certainly cute. She liked to wear clothes that showed off her figure. She did not wear provocative clothes, but she liked bikini lingerie and bathing suits. She really liked to wear short skirts, mid-rift bearing shirts, short shorts and the like.
Jennifer's father had recently re-married after Jennifer mom had died of cancer. Her mom had been a real exercise freak and worked out everyday and many times more than once in a day. Jennifer felt it ironic, that her super in shape mother would die relatively young, while some of her friend's mothers were overweight, lazy and health wise were okay.
Jennifer's new step-mom was what is commonly referred to as a "trophy-wife". While her Mom was slim and pretty in a natural way, Heather, her new step-mom, was always totally made up and dressed to the "nines".
Heather did n
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By Ned Fox
I finally landed my dream job, at least for an FA. I had graduated from culinary school a few months ago, into a rough economy. The prospects seemed pretty dim, with the exception of short order cooks and other fairly low skilled positions.
I saw an ad for a chef at the catering service at South Florida University. I called and emailed my resume, they responded and I got an interview. They're position was part time, they didn't have a lot of conferences scheduled. I thought that was it, when at the last minute, the interviewer said that one of the sorority houses on campus needed a cook, great!
I interviewed with the girl who was the house manager, we hit it off, she had me meet the executive board of the house, and the girls hired me.
The house, Delta Chi was just off campus, with its own swimming pool, about thirty girls lived in the house. My duties were breakfast, lunch and dinner five days a wee
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Amanda was very pretty, slim and athletic. She was on the cheer leading squad, but was one of the few that did not let it go to her head. She dated the captain of the football team, of course.
His name was Sean and he was a spoiled brat. His parents gave him everything and pushed him hard to live up to their ideal. Sean was very arrogant, not well liked on the team, but managed to bribe and cajole his way to become captain, just what was needed for elite college applications.
Amanda didn't really love him, everyone said they made a handsome couple, especially their parents. Sean was constantly critical of anything Amanda did, or wore. He was always telling her she looked like she was gaining weight, or some outfit made her look fat. Amanda was 5'3" and 110#, she worked out to keep her figure, she also had to watch what she ate. Her mother was the same height as she was
Doctor's VisitThis story has effects of weight gain on the female variety. If you don't like, don't read. ^^Doctor's Visit in Short Stories More Like This
"Ah damn, I never liked these stupid check ups. Hopefully this doesn't take long, there's that new sale going on at the mall today. " Sara stood there a few moments thinking to herself. "I wonder if I'll have a cute doctor?"
Adjusting her top just in case, Sara had the hourglass body most women would die for and dressed to match. She wore a small black denim jacket atop a tight fitting baby yellow tee to flaunt her full B-cup breasts. Complemented by a pair of daisy duke jean shorts, her long slender legs were only matched by her subtle bubble butt and slightly flared hips. With angelic facial features and brown eyes, her flowing brunette hair draped downwards, resting on her shoulders. Entering the room, Sara saw the receptionist through the window behind her desk.
The JoggerThis story has effects of weight gain on the female variety. Simple, if you don‘t like don't read. Regardless, take care and have fun. ^^The Jogger in Short Stories More Like This
A gentle fog hovers over the fine dew coated fields, dissipating slowly as the sun begins to rise into the clouded sky above. The thin mist crossing the finely paved path, it retreats from the young fit woman who has wandered into sight this early Friday morning.
“Ah, my type of morning.” Jen sets her bag on the vacant wooden bench, withdrawing a small mp3 player and a pair of ear buds. “Nothing beats running through a cool morning fog”
Adorned by a loose pair of pink, white striped pants and a matching un-zippered pink hoodie, the outfit contours around her trim athletic figure just pushing 117 pounds. Arms stretched high above her head, her DD-cup breasts are thrust upwards, barely contained in her low cut black sport tank top as the full, round spheres
A Child's WishThis story has effects of weight gain of the female variety. Simple, if you don’t like, don’t read. Enjoy and have a good day. ^^A Child's Wish in Short Stories More Like This
Just a simple ordinary day within the small coastal town, a perfect day to go to the beach. The streets of the boardwalk full of excitement as travelers from all around came to enjoy it and the local beach. A cool, soothing coastal breeze lingered in the air as it fought back the tiresome heat coming from the full sun. Pushing the temperature only in the high eighties, the patrons were enjoying the ideal day, especially Jen.
“Now this is my type of day.” Jen smiled, whipping her pink hair to the side, revealing her bold brown eyes. “I’ve walked less than a mile and I’ve already caused at least ten accidents.” A wide grin on her face.
Jen had an extra bounce in her step today, especially her bust. Her DD-cup breasts bounced and j
A Scaled WishThis story has effects of figure swapping of the female variety, with a heavy price. Simple, if you don’t like, don’t read. Enjoy and have a good day. ^^A Scaled Wish in Short Stories More Like This
The loud bustling commute of people traversed the reflective linoleum floors. Conversations in and out of character seemed cluttered as voices spoke, tones getting louder all in an effort to outdo one another. This was the common case at the Cherry Creek Mall. Through all the commotion and consumers, it was a single individual who caught the eye of lady luck.
“Damn it’s crowded today.” Isis looked around frustrated, sliding past the clusters of people atop her pair of blue converse shoes.
The short 5’3” Latina drove through the crowded sections, her body fluent and nimble as she squeezed through. It was what followed her constantly that became an issue, though not in a bad way.
“Geesh, could these people be any closer together?” Isi
The DinerThis story has effects of weight gain on the female variety. If you don't like, don't read. ^^The Diner in Short Stories More Like This
Late one evening, a large reared blonde, Liz, entered into her apartment and plopped herself right on the couch next to her well endowed pink-haired roommate Jen, who was currently watching late night television. The two were both fit, athletic ladies and just moved towards the beaches a few weeks before.
Hey Jen, lets go check out this diner. They're supposed to have real quality food. Cheap too.
Quality and cheap? It's probably just frozen food heated up and served with a little spicing up, Liz.
No Way! I heard their food is fabulous and its like nothing you've ever had before. C'mon, lets go check it out . Please, Please, Please. I heard they have the most fabulous chocolate cake for dessert
Really Liz? Chocolate cake? Hmm How about t
A Vain WishThis story has effects of figure swapping of the female variety, with a heavy price. Simple, if you don’t like, don’t read. Enjoy and have a good day. ^^A Vain Wish in Short Stories More Like This
A portrait ridden hallway, the velvet and burgundy patterned carpet was soft as felt. Loud noise coming from up ahead, the main hall before her. Chimes and buzzers matched the crowd noise with each approaching step. The flickering lights from the casino’s games illuminated the hallway more than the golden oval flamed candles. Jen grinned wide as she exited the hallway and stood in the upper half of the main hall.
“I swear, standards got really low here.” Gazing around the bustling room, its patrons lacking a certain charm and poise. Less than ten percent of the individuals were formally dressed, even business casual seemed to be less apparent. “Formal just isn’t required anymore it seems.” Nonchalantly
The Magic Act RebootThis story has effects of bodypart swapping/switching which is focused on exchanging heads. Simple, if you don't like don't read. Enjoy the story.The Magic Act Reboot in Short Stories More Like This
A mildly warm day, mid eighties, the sun skipped between the fluffy white clouds. It’s rays shining down upon the popular boardwalk, the populace were clearly enjoying their day at the beach. Nearing the entrance to the widespread beach, a stage was erected in the main plaza. Plenty of bystanders were slowing down and stopping at the unfolding event before them, which seemed to have started at noon.
“I wonder what's going on up ahead?” Jen strolled closer, entwining herself amongst the gathering people. “I didn’t think anything special was going on today.”
On the stage was a performer, a magician of sorts, who was putting on an enthralling show. Applause sounded around the tall gentlemen as he performed. A tall, slender man clad in blac
The Magic ActHuh, what's going on up ahead. Looks like some sort of stage has been set up in the middle of the boardwalk.The Magic Act in Short Stories More Like This
Approaching closer, a large group of people were seen gathering around the stage, and it was growing. Intertwining within the crowd, Jen made her way to the front. As if on cue a tall man dressed in a magicians garb appeared in a puff of smoke on stage.
Welcome one and all to witness the magical acts of Fritz, The Magician of Sights.
He started off with some simple coin and card tricks. Like most magicians his sleight of hand was top notch and it started off his act in bold fashions. Calling passing patrons with his tongue he excited the children as he asked for there help with his acts. Amazed and surprised with just a little tools and stage drama he began to draw the crowd into his acts. He had them completely, it was time.
I will now need some lovely ladies to assist me in my following act.
The DiscoveryWincing slightly as she heard the chair groan and creak, Kim settled in for her evening meal. Last she had checked, over a month ago, she had been pushing 200 pounds, the scales settling in at 194 pounds. But she didn't care. Although she had, at one point, been a moderately skinny girl, everything had changed when she had discovered the service. Perhaps it was due to boredom, or perhaps it was because of how exhausted she felt after coming home from work every night, but the service had seemed like a natural choice. Kim had found the delivery service online, with the promise of "Filling meals every night for only 28$ a month!" And so, she had taken the plunge.The Discovery in Short Stories More Like This
However, the meals were apparently not made for just one person, but that never stopped Kim from completely gorging herself, eating the entire meal in one go, without fail, every single night. The first few days, she had barely been able to get up from the table, her stomach bulging out
Rachel's Failed Resistance (Part 1)Rachel was upset. Her new stepmother, Linda, was attempting to win her over, and it bothered Rachel greatly. In her Sophomore year of high school, her mother had passed away. After two years of mourning, her father had taken it upon himself to find someone new, because he felt it was what his wife would want. And so, he had met, and eventually married, Linda. Linda was not an awful woman; in fact, she was quite nice, constantly trying to win over Rachel.Rachel's Failed Resistance (Part 1) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But Rachel would not have it.
She felt that her father had moved on too quickly, that he had jumped back into the fray of things much too soon. "Dad!" She had argued, "You've been alone for less than 2 years, that's less than 1/10 of my life!" But her father had simply refused to hear it. And so, 19 year old Rachel had spent her last summer before college stuck with Linda.
One week into her Summer vacation, Rachel woke up to the most wonderful
Andrea's Roommate (Intro)"Wow, now this... This is an apartment!" Andrea did a faux wolf- whistle as she surveyed her new apartment, which, up until now, she had no idea how it looked. For most college Juniors, this would have been a bit of a warning sign, but, unfortunately for Andrea, she had spent most of the summer procrastinating, which lead to her being in some what of dire straits when it came to a roommate, or, to be more precise, living quarters in general. However, in a brief stroke of luck, she had managed to find someone who had posted a Craigslist ad looking for a new roommate.Andrea's Roommate (Intro) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"College girl seeking female for roommate after prior roommate cancelled. Please contact ASAP."
Of course, Andrea had jumped at the opportunity- the rent was insanely cheap for the area, and was so close to her campus that she could probably just bike there, provided her rusty old heap of an excuse for a bike still worked (She brought it everywhere but hadn't ridden it in over a year). So of co
Chelsea Part 1Chelsea was drunk.Chelsea Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Andy was sitting on the couch, listening to the general background noise that most parties included: yelling, arguing, laughter, music, a TV show that nobody was watching. His eyes, however, were locked one one thing: Chelsea. Chelsea wasn't bone thin, but she couldn't be considered anything other than "average" weight. Normal ass, normal breasts, normal stomach. However, she was currently drunk, and Andy had noticed that she was on her 4th visit to the snack table. To call it a snack table was certainly a misnomer: there was pizza, chicken wings, several gallons of soda, eight different types of booze, and two gigantic bowls, one filled with popcorn and one filled with chips. Kettle chips, by the look of it, but Andy wasn't sure. So here Andy was, at a party he went to on a limb, watching this gorgeous girl get food. Her shoulder length hair was about 2 inch
The Babysitter (Part 3)"Okay, girls, come here, we're gonna watch one of my favorites!" Kristi yelled, flopping down on the couch rather forcefully, yet still managing to balance her plate, laden with three over-sized slices of pizza. Marcy and Tiffany bolted into the room, jumping onto the couch next to Kristi, yet failing to topple the pizza off the plate. It had been exactly one month since Kristi had begun babysitting the girls, and they were closer than ever. As of lately, they had been more inquisitive to Kristi's tastes, so, as any responsible babysitter would do, Kristi was introducing them to the world of 90's/80's children films. Tonight's selection was none other than Mulan, one of Kristi's most nostalgic films. As they settled into the couch, each of the girls snuggling up next to Kristi, a smile formed on her lips, before they were covered in the grease and cheese of a slice of pizza.The Babysitter (Part 3) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The pizza habit had not dissolved, and as a result, Kristi had experienced some...
The Babysitter (Intro)Kristi smiled as she pulled up to the address she had been given over the phone. A 22 year old pre-med student, Kristi was classically beautiful, with long straight blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a thin, yet not necessarily toned, body. Kristi just never had time to work out with her crazy busy school workload, which also meant she didn't have time to eat very often, either.The Babysitter (Intro) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But, as with most college students, Kristi was beyond broke, and her loans weren't going to pay themselves, so she had opted to search the old craigslist ad section for a job- hopefully one that would allow her to work on her homework while she did it. And luckily for her, a babysitting position had opened up just down the street. The ad read as follows:
"Family of four looking for babysitter. 6-10 PM, Monday through Friday. Two well behaved daughters, ages 5 and 7, are well behaved. 200$ a month, money for dinner will be provided as well. Must be located within
The Babysitter (Part 4)"Ooof... OK girls, that's enough for tonight!" Kristi said tiredly as she laid on the floor, out of breath. Marcy and Tiffany jumped around the room, still full of energy in the way only small children can be.The Babysitter (Part 4) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"But we barely even played!" Marcy whined, while still jumping around the room.
"Yes, well... I'm tired." Kristi responded, still breathing heavily. Internally, she was a little worried- she shouldn't be out of breath after playing with the girls for only five minutes, yet here she was, completely winded. "And besides, the food will be here soon!" The proclamation of food was enough to get the girls to forget about playing, and they jumped on the couch to watch whatever children's show was on at the time. After the girls sat down, Kristi made her way to the dining table, where all her homework was scattered about, as usual. While she had been doing fine in her courses, the semester was beginning to come to a close, which meant
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 12)"No, no, there's this awesome Mexican place here, you've seriously never been?" Kate was rambling on and on about this restaurant she knew in the mall, but Andrea wasn't entirely focused. She just nodded and walked next to her friend, her eyes straying all over the mall as she took in the sights. Her breasts were so huge now- at least compared to the rest of her life, where she had never strayed above her modest C-cups. But now... Andrea wasn't stupid, she knew she had put on weight, she could feel it every day, and it's not exactly a shocker to put on a couple pounds when practically all you do is sit at home and eat, but she knew she had to do something. And so, even as Kate grabbed her arm and tugged her towards the flashy, gaudy Mexican restaurant, Andrea internally vowed that today would be the last day she had to buy larger clothes.Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 12) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Self-restraint is my new middle name!" She thought to herself as their bubbly server directed them to their small booth inside.
Stella and Ben"You know... I just don't think this is working out." Stella said in a flat tone, as her date stared at her on the front lawn of her apartment complex.Stella and Ben in Short Stories More Like This
"But... Why? I mean, we had a wonderful dinner, and I-" Her date stammered, until Stella interrupted him.
"If by wonderful dinner you mean, you kept ordering food after I insisted I was full and then got mad at me for not eating it, then yeah, sure. But I, for one, don't enjoy having things pushed on me. Sorry." And with that, Stella walked inside, leaving the poor chap to sadly walk to his car, alone and dejected. Stella knocked twice on the door of the apartment, only to hear some loud shuffling from within.
"Just a... Second!" Beth's voice cried out from inside, as Stella crossed her arms impatiently. At some point, she was going to have to talk to Beth about this horrible sexual escapades her and Kyle insisted on having in their shared apartment- it was getting a bit ridiculous.
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 4)Andrea awoke in her own bed. "Funny," she thought, "I don't remember getting into my own bed..."- Although, to be fair, Andrea didn't recall much of last night, and while the events weren't entirely memorable, this was slightly confusing to her. Despite having odd amnesia, Andrea didn't awaken hungover (a side effect of the amount of food she consumed, something she was about to notice). Rolling over on her side, Andrea closed her eyes blearily for a moment before resolving to get out of bed, something she did with less grace than usual. "Wow, I feel really... Bloated..." Andrea murmured aloud, before placing a hand on her quite noticeably rounded stomach. "Ugh... Hmm, passed out last night, woke up bloated- must be getting to that time of the month?" Andrea's logic was flawed, but this seemed to be the best she could come up with at the moment. Absent mindedly rubbing her newly found tummy, Andrea began to search through her drawers for suitable clothes to wear for the gym...Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 4) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Party Sara entered the party confidently. She was looking forward to getting out the mundanity of her own routines for a bit, and this seemed just the way to do it. The sound of cheesy dance-pop music filled her ears as she stepped in, and she couldn't stop herself from giggling at the sorry dancing of some of the other guests.The Party in Short Stories More Like This
She frowned as she noticed that she didn't really know anyone else there. And, even worse, she didn't see any guys. It wouldn't be too easy to be social here, but she'd try. To her relief, it wasn't long before a very thin, very pretty girl with red hair came up to Sara and spoke.
"Hi," she said, "I'm Alex!"
Sara smiled and introduced herself. "I'm Sara, nice to meet you!"
"I don't know if this is just me," Alex said, "but, like, it seems like there's not really anyone I know here... I mean, I was invited on sort of a 'friend-of-a-friend' type basis, but I don't know anyone, and I don't really even know who invited me..." She glanced arou
ObliviousErin's fat settled in a strange way on her body; it didn't roll or fold much, but instead, it seemed to pack on smoothly and evenly. It's difficult to describe, but one could probably convey the placement of Erin's excess fat as giving her a sort of an "overstuffed" appearance. She was always a short girl, and at this point, her weight, especially in relation to her height, was a bit jarring for most people.Oblivious in Short Stories More Like This
When she was standing up, the sides of her body were over two feet apart from eachother, and her hips and her torso were just about the same width. A smooth, round curve of belly stretched forward a few inches further than her big, spherical boobs, but it didn't sag downwards. If you measured her torso's width from front to back instead of hip to hip, you would get a bit less than a foot and a half, or a bit more at the furthermost point of her belly. Her arms were very fat, with biceps reminiscent of hams, and chubby forearms as well. Impressively fat hands with corpulent fingers
Weight Gain Mission- JuliaRegardless of the ethics, legal status or difficulty of a task, there seems to always be a person in this world who will do it for you, accepting your money in return. And, of course, this group was a prime example of that principle. Secretly existing only to those who are known and trustworthy, the Undercover Gain Agency have, in recent years, acted as mercenaries of body image. One can, for a fair fee, have them fatten somebody up in secret, using whatever means they can. And when it comes to weight gain, there is nobody that could possibly know the subject better.Weight Gain Mission- Julia in Short Stories More Like This
The UGA's code of conduct is simply this: if you've got the cash for it, they'll have your target pushing morbid obesity before you know it. But if they feel your target deserves it, they just may give you a discount. This applied to Julia's case notably: a charming retail employee with a surprisingly bitter hobby.
Julia worked in one of those rare stores that was specifically intended for the outfitting of women who
Weight Gain Mission- HannahWeight Gain Mission- HannahWeight Gain Mission- Hannah in Short Stories More Like This
The Undercover Gain Agency operates in secrecy, but still manages to get quite a few more calls than one might think. With branches all over the nation, one would likely be surprised to learn just how many crooks, perverts, pranksters and revenge-seekers call the hotline of this veritable urban legend on a daily basis. Not all commissions are accepted, but this one gladly was. The target was a woman named Hannah.
Hannah was already a bit thick, but she wasn't fat. At age twenty three, she was plump in detail alone; the young lady sported a soft dollop of tummy and a pair of wobbly thighs, along with a flabby butt and breasts on the large side. However, she wasn't exceptionally large looking. She had all of the components of a chubby girl, and they somehow added up to a body that was very flabby and not quite so fat. Hannah's weight bobbed just below the two hundred pound mark, and yet this jiggly little lady had the muffin top, the little gut, the love handl
Weight Gain Mission- April The Undercover Gain Agency is often forced to respond to unusual requests. Nevertheless, they will almost always agree to a commission, just so as long as it involves their one and only area of perfect expertise: weight gain. Wether you're looking to plump up your friends, coworkers, rivals or loved ones, the UGA is usually ready and willing to oblige. Today, the target we'll be discussing was not the usual wife, rival or friend of the commissioner; it was, in fact, her very own daughter.Weight Gain Mission- April in Short Stories More Like This
April Adams was a seventeen year old with a mother who feared nothing more than her precious daughter's independence. In the eyes of Ms. Adams, there was no such thing as a boy who wan't dangerous. They'd given her nothing but heartbreak, abuse and one single daughter; only one of which she didn't regret. Therefore, from the moment April was old enough to put on her own lipstick, any kid with a Y chromosome was an active hazard to April's well-being. It didn't h
Weight Gain Mission- Penny They were having a wonderful time, eating and laughing and having fun, but the celebration was replaced with a unanimous, melancholy sense of self-loathing when they read those two words on the bottom of their check:Weight Gain Mission- Penny in Short Stories More Like This
It was scrawled in bubbly english script where the table number was supposed to go.
A party of four customers found this at the end of their night at the restaurant. Undeniably, they were all different shades of heavyset, and they were all insecure about it. In light of this, the name calling proved to be an especially low blow. They were quite justifiably furious. When the waitress came back, they said nothing to her about the insult. They let her think that they didn't notice while one girl snapped a photo of her name tag.
Needless to say, they left no tip.
Were they going to let her get away with this? The answer
Potbelly We'd liked each other for a long time. But one day, it just sort of erupted.Potbelly in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At the sound of Elise's voice, my view darted upwards, making a brief stop at her body before finishing at her face.
"Hey!" I said, smiling. I'd had quite the crush on my coworker since the beginning of my employment here. She was sweet, thoughtful and funny, and we'd always had a lot in common. Not to mention the fact that she was gorgeous, in my opinion. Her appearance was unique. It was undeniably eye-catching, and it was exactly the kind that drove me wild for a girl.
"Sleep well?" She giggled. It was the beginning of the day. I was yawning, but when it broke, a smile was exposed.
"Yeah," I said. Our tones were playful. "Of course. After yesterday's shift, I couldn't have done much else if I tried. And yourself?" She had quickly inherited my yawn. Hers too broke against a grin.
"Could've been better. Could've been worse." She poked my chest. "Doesn't really matter. I'm g
The Pageant "Hello ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Grover County's seventy-third annual gluttony pageant! We've got an entirely new set of contestants here, and I'd wager to say that these are some of the prettiest little local ladies around, wouldn't you say, Barry?"The Pageant in Short Stories More Like This
"That's right Bill, I can't deny that one, we've got a very interesting lineup of competitors here today. First of all, I've got to say, I think this may be the first time I've ever seen an entirely female lineup competing in the event."
"Yes, but we can't forget the all-male group back in '12, or the other one in '05. These things do happen, especially when the contestants are picked through a lottery system."
"Precisely. Now, as I'm sure you all know, regardless of gender, these contestants' objective at this pageant is to pack on as much blubber as they can in an effort to be the fattest one at the end of the competition. Yes, that means that each
Growing Into Herself Dawn's packed on quite a bit since I first met her. There was a time when she was thoroughly slender, her sleek arms and legs completely free of any sort of flab, when her body was physically fit. Flat tummied, flat chested, flat bottomed. She was rail-thin.Growing Into Herself in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But then that belly grew in. The great glob of fat took up residence on her tummy, wiggling as she walked, rising, falling as she spoke; it became the focus of Dawn, the sort of thing you notice first and foremost in her presence. Her big, blobby, bouncing bulge. The one that pressed outwards into her shirts, held up in the air by a hammock of fabric.
Dawn never seemed ashamed of that gut. She seemed proud to wield it. The same way a very busty girl might walk, chest pressed outward, wearing an outfit to highlight her favorite feature of herself, Dawn seemed to carry her belly like it was her pride and joy. She'd stand so that it jutted out, wear clothes that wrapped it
MeganMegan couldn't believe her good luck. Landing a job as TA for a cooking class had to be the sweetest deal a senior could land. Not only would she get credit for doing practically nothing, she'd also get free food! And, to Megan, anything free was definitely good.Megan in Erotic More Like This
Megan was a slender girl with dainty B cup breasts and short, mussy mousy brown hair. She had a slight bit of pudge around her middle, an inevitable result of her lazy, sedentary lifestyle, but for the most part she maintained a naturally svelte figure. With thick plastic framed glasses and a crooked smile, she might not have been the picture of conventional beauty but she was definitely cute. She was also definitely lazy and she never passed up a chance to get something for nothing.
"Prof. Addleson?" said Megan's roommate Arlene when she told her about her new job. "Geez, I wouldn't work for her. You know how much work she gives her TAs?
Megan 2"You've gained much too much weight, Megan."Megan 2 in Erotic More Like This
"Tell me something I don't know," muttered Megan under her breath. Sitting on the examination table in her underwear, Megan felt heavier than ever. Her fleshy thighs and rounded gut filled out her knickers to the max and her increasingly hefty jugs felt tightly compacted in her D cup bra. After the incident in class several days ago when her inflated boobs had finally split a too-small tanktop in full public view, Megan had been forced to bite the bullet and go bra shopping. She was now in the D range, and she could only hope that she'd stay there. But if Prof.Addleson kept stuffing her with high-calorie goodies, Megan didn't have any doubt that they'd soon blimp up into full-fledged zeppelins.
But her rapid weight gain was worrying her for other reasons. Was it natural for a few cakes and pies to swell a girl up so much than she popped out of all her clothes? She'd
Daphne wins a prizeDaphne was a young executive on her way up the corporate ladder. She was a blonde bombshell used to getting her own way and it showed. Years of indulgence had a real impact on her figure, rounding out her thighs and piling inches onto her bustline so that she sported a wildly voluptuous figure. She looked every inch the sexpot, even in her demure gray business attire. Her tight gray pencil skirt hugged her meaty hips tightly; when she crossed her legs with the slight soft zipping noise of nylons sliding against one another, the stitches down the sides looked ready to split. Her snug gray jacket and conservative white blouse looked almost inadequate to cover her expansive bosom. She was only 28 and with her rounded face and her light blonde hair pulled back in a girlish ponytail, she looked even younger - but she was fast becoming one of the most feared sharks in the business world due to her ruthless determination to be theDaphne wins a prize in Erotic More Like This
Heather"Darn it all!"Heather in Erotic More Like This
Heather turned around in front of the mirror and scowled at her reflection. At seventeen, a girl was supposed to have filled out some. Despite all her hoping and wishing, however, Heather remained as flat as a board.
"The problem," said her friend Shelly helpfully, "is that you're so thin. Your metabolism is so high that your body never has a chance to store any fat before it all gets burned away."
"So what do you suggest?" asked Heather.
Shelly shrugged. "I dunno. I guess you could try to eat more, but I can't see what good that would do for you. You already eat loads and you're thin as a rail. If I ate half as much as you did, I'd be as big as a house."
Shelly rolled over on the bed and turned her attention back to her magazine. Heather couldn't help but feel just the tiniest twinge of jealousy. Even though Shelly complained frequently about her weight, Heather envied her
Megan 3Megan lumbered to class as fast as she could. She couldn't move as fast as she used to, now that she'd gained so much weight. She felt huge. Thank God, this class is finally coming to an end, she thought as she waddled across campus. She caught a quick glimpse of herslef in a window as she moved past. Jeez, she was huge. Her clothes barely fit her, since she still hadn't had any time to do any shopping. Her gray sweatpants - the only things that fit over her massive thighs -disguised most of her below-the-waist gain, but there was nothing she could do to disguise her chest. Her boobs had swollen up like zeppelins, and they quaked and quivered with every step she took, threatening to tear apart her oversize sweat shirt. She was wearing a tight, restrictive sports bra underneath her top, hoping against hope that it might help to reduce her ridiculous assets. It didn't seem to beMegan 3 in Erotic More Like This
Amber 4Amber!Amber 4 in Erotic More Like This
Amber was asleep in bed, wearing nothing but a pair of thong panties. She was so huge, almost 400 lbs. If all goes well, I think I can push her over that number tonight. Amber doesnt really know how heavy she is, because her enormous gut and massive boobs always get in the way when she tries to read the scale. The scale at the store actually hit 398 before it busted. Amber bugged me the whole way home to tell her what the number was, but I wanted to keep to as a surprise.
She opens her eyes and grins sleepily. Sally! Whatre you doing here?
Im here to take you to breakfast, chubbykins. Now get your fat ass out of bed and get dressed! Amber almost fills up the entire bed with her flabby, fleshy body. Her stretched, straining panties are almost invisible, completely swallowed up by the soft adipose of her thighs and bottom.
Alice 20Quietly, Alice scraped her feet against the floor as she sat outside the office of Ben Jenkins, manager of Pizza-By-The-Pound and obviously a busy man as his door had been closed for over half an hour. She wished Tyler could have waited with her, but she knew he was working the register only 20 feet away, and he could whisk her away at a moments notice if she made an idiot of herself during the interview. But Alice was feeling pretty good about herself at the moment, and the outfit shed bought last week certainly helped. It was a relief for Alice to be in clothes that both fit her and looked nice, and although she needed to undo the button on her skirt during breakfast that morning, she was pleased that her shirt was only snug enough to show off her curves. Finally, a day without a wardrobe malfunction! Hallelujah!Alice 20 in Erotic More Like This
The door opened and Ben popped his head out.
Ah, hello there, he said, catching sight of Alice, You must be Tylers friend.
Alice 6Alice rummaged through the large candy bowl, just to see what sort of goodies her mom had bought. She had definitely gone all out- her mom wasn't about to be caught empty handed like she had been last year. Alice popped a bite-size snickers in her mouth. Heavenly! And there was another...and another. Alice sat down as she found a cache of Mounds beneath the pile. After that, she went for the kit kat and the Almond joys, and finished up with the Mr.Goodbars. The problem, of course, was that there was too much variety. Just as she got sick of one sort of candy, she'd discover anotyher, untasted treat. It wasn't until she saw the bottom of the bowl that she realized how much she had eaten.Alice 6 in Erotic More Like This
"Uh," groaned ALice, rubbing her distended belly, "I can't believe that I ate so much candy. Oh, no! If mom finds out that I ate all her candy, I'm really going to get it. I'd better go out and buy some replacement candy...but if I do that now, I'll probably eat it all again before Halloween. I've serio
MandyAnyone who looked at Mandy would describe her as an exotic middle-eastern beauty with her deep honey-colored skin and long raven hair. She had a perfect belly-dancer's figure, thought her friend Jessica as she watched Mandy grab another donut from the box. She had definitely gained weight. The two women were out back on the patio of the swanky club where swanky people meet, sunning themselves and eating complimentary donuts. (Or, as swanky people call them –ouederves. ) Mandy's pooched tummy bulged slightly over the waistband of her tight shorts, which bit cruelly into her soft flesh. Her t-shirt top was stretched over her rounded stomach, revealing the slight depression where her belly button. As she turned around, it was apparent that her rear had also been filling out.Mandy in Erotic More Like This
Jessica and Mandy had been friends ever since their college days, when they had pledged the same sorority, Eta Lotta Pi. Of course, sorority sist
Alice 2Tyler was convinced that he had the worst summer job in the world until the dayAlice 2 in Erotic More Like This
that Alice came by the restuarant. He didn't recognize her at first, partly because they
didn't travel in the same circles in school but mostly because Alice had gained a
substantial amount of weight since summer had started. She'd put on even more weight
in the last week alone, ever since her mother had given up on trying to get her to diet
back to her svelte self.
Why does she look so familiar? wondered Tyler as he watched Alice waddle into
A chunky blonde stood on the other side of the counter, reading the dessert menu.
It was obvious that she had just gained weight; she was practically spilling out of her
over-tight clothes. Her stretched T-shirt barely reached down the waistband of her
straining shorts, which cut deeply into her soft tummy. It clung tightly to the rounded
contours of her body. Her breasts were almost as large as her massive stomach, pressing
into the stretched shirt so
Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 1I tugged sheepishly at my shirt, begging it to stretch and stop clinging to my bloated belly. My family and I had been decorating Christmas cookies for a while now, and I felt my bowl of dough had gone more into my mouth than into shapes of reindeer or bells. I justified it by saying it was the holidays, now is the time to indulge. And even so, I was still pretty thin. I’d just put on a few pounds from the sugar filled goodies covering our counters this time of year.Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
“Brooklyn, if you keep that up, you’re gonna need new jeans for Christmas!” My mom said laughing, pointing at my straining button when I had reached across the table for the icing, my shirt riding up. I spooned a whole scoop of icing into my mouth in mocking defiance and she rolled her eyes playfully. My family wasn’t too particular about weight, especially since I had maybe put on five pounds since Christmas break started.
“Everyone gains weight during the holidays,” my dad said,
Laura's FreedomLaura rubbed her bulging belly as she sat in the McDonald’s parking lot, sipping the last bit of her chocolate milkshake.Laura's Freedom in Short Stories More Like This
Something about having a belly full to capacity felt like rebellion. Sweet, clothes-tightening rebellion. Laura had just turned sixteen, and with it, was given a new car and freedom she had never formerly experienced. Growing up in a home with a fitness-crazed mother and a passive father, junk food and fast food were consistently off-limits. You would never see anything but whole, healthy food in their fridge. Since she was a child, Laura would gorge herself on junk food anytime she was out of her house for a meal. Even still, she would stay thin and toned, always forced to eat exactly how her mother planned it.
So now, two weeks into being sixteen, Laura felt herself getting softer for the very first time. The experience alone felt so erotic in its shameful nature. She often ended up eating six meals a day. She would eat what her mom provided for each meal, b
College Weight GainThe light of my desk lamp illuminated my dorm room as I frantically studied for midterms. I glance at the clock: 1 AM. "Dominoes is still delivering," I thought eagerly. I reach for my phone in my pocket and my hand grazes my distended tummy. It is amazing how much stress can cause mindless eating. I looked around my desk and saw bags, wrappers, boxes, and cellophane, all clues to the culprit behind my bloated belly. Still, I cannot get pizza out of my mind.College Weight Gain in Short Stories More Like This
After concealing all the indications of my junk food consumption in the trash can, I dial up Dominoes and place an order for a large pepperoni pizza. While waiting, I nervously lift my shirt to see the damage done. First semester, I had managed to eat healthily and avoid the freshman fifteen. I stayed at about 130 lbs, joined a sorority, and worked out regularly. But, after the obligatory holiday weight gain and the undeniable apathy toward New Years Resolutions, my healthy habits had spiraled downward. My weight gain hadn't been s
Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 2As soon as Tara arrived, I realized I wasn’t the only one who had put on holiday weight. Normally slim Tara was wearing a pair of yoga pants that clung to thicker thighs than she’d ever had. Her hoodie covered her belly, but the gain was obvious. I was slightly relieved that she, too, had over-indulged.Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
We arrived at the FroYo place and I was more than excited. We greeted Kaily, who looked thin as ever. After a short amount of catching up, I angled us toward the line to eat. I grabbed the big bowl and loaded it with all my favorite flavors and toppings.
“Wow, you sure got a lot!” Tara laughed, scooping candy onto her large helping as well.
“Yeah…I’m hungry…” I said nervously, paying more than Tara and significantly more than Kaily for my bowl.
We sat down and I couldn’t help but ignore the conversation as I devoured the delicious chocolatey mix I had created. My belly was pushing more and more on my jeans as I scraped the la
Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 3I laid on the floor of my room, extremely content, pants unbuttoned. My mom knocked and I told her to come in.Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 3 in Short Stories More Like This
“My dear, what is with my girls today? Allie is passed out in a sugar coma on the couch, and you’re laying in the middle of your floor with your pants unbuttoned. Is everything alright?”
I sat up, my full belly resting on my thighs, “Don’t worry, mom. Allie is just eating her feelings cause her dress wouldn’t zip today. And I’m just enjoying the last of the holiday indulgence.”
Mom shook her head, “Just…don’t make this a habit. You can’t afford to just buy new clothes all the time. As far as Allie goes, I’ll help her pick out a new dress.”
“She really just needs to hit the gym a few times, her metabolism is still young. She just needs to stop eating peanut butter by the spoonful, too, haha.”
“She won’t work out, you know that.”
“Well, she’ll have gym c
Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 4Allie grabbed her tummy, “Either way, I’ve starved myself all day, can we please get some food?”Brooklyn's Holiday Weight Gain- Part 4 in Short Stories More Like This
“Where would you like to go?”
“McDonald’s! I really want a milkshake.”
We drove to McDonald’s, and as we got out of the car, I looked at Allie, “I thought you said you were eating healthy today.”
“Ugh, I haven’t eaten all day, just let me have this. It’ll be my last hurrah before I diet hardcore.”
I laughed, “Okay dear.”
We went inside and I spotted Tara in a corner, hand in a container of large fries, playing on her phone. I tapped her shoulder.
Tara jumped, “Damn Brooke you scared me. What are you guys doing here?”
I gestured toward my hungry sister, “She starved herself all day for the health fair so we’re gorging.”
“Me too. It totally wasn’t worth it, I still got a lecture.” She said, shoving another handful of fries into her mouth.
Claire and Kristie Pack on the PoundsI couldn’t help but stare as I watched my roommate ponder over which flavor of ice cream to order. She was talking, but her tight jeans accentuating her belly pooch stole all my attention. She had recently taken to eating a lot, partially due to my subconscious encouragement, and her body wore the evidence.Claire and Kristie Pack on the Pounds in Short Stories More Like This
“So, which one?”
“Uh, what?” I said nervously, averting my eyes.
“Which flavor of ice cream, Reeses or double chocolate brownie?”
“Um, I’m getting Reeses so you get brownie.” I said, mostly cause I knew brownie was more fattening.
She went up to order, “I’ll have one king size brownie fudge and one king size Reeses.”
As the lady was ringing her up, I realized she had ordered mine too, “You don’t have to pay for mine!”
“No worries,” she said, handing the lady her cash, “You drove us here, I get the ice cream.”
King size. I reached down and placed my hand on my own b
Laura's Freedom- Part 2Laura woke up the next day, groggily rolling out of bed. She stumbled absent-mindedly to the bathroom and began to get ready. It wasn’t until she got into the shower that she fully woke up. She was alarmed at the reflection of her body in the mirror as she stepped into the shower. Her belly was no longer bloated and round, but the new flesh had transformed her formerly flat and rock-hard abs into a softened tummy, pooching out toward the bottom. Her entire body composition had shifted in a few short weeks. She stared at herself, squeezing and grabbing what wasn’t there two weeks ago. She was not chubby at all, but the scale revealed a nearly ten pound gain, putting her at 130 pounds. She gawked at the number; she had never weighed that much in her life. The weight had distributed evenly, and even her arms appeared jigglier. She quickly showered and finished getting ready, struggling with her size three jeans once again, and pulled on a cute green top that clung to her bellyLaura's Freedom- Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
Claire and Kristie Pack on the Pounds 2I stood up and went straight to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I could tell that the frequent binging was making me soft, and I loved it. I had no clue what I weighed, and knew exactly how to find out.Claire and Kristie Pack on the Pounds 2 in Short Stories More Like This
I walked to Kristie’s side of the apartment and knew she was still sleeping. I made sure my belly was peeking out from under my camisole, making it more apparent that the elastic in my shorts dug into my love handles. I put on my best sad face and knocked on her door.
“Kristiiiee, “ I opened the door to find her curled up in her bed, covers off, and slowly waking up.
“Claiiree, whattt?” She said, untwisting herself from the ball and revealing her softening gut as she sat up.
“Kristie, can I borrow your scale? I’m getting so fat.” I said, faking upset, pinching my belly. Even I was surprised by the new flesh I could pinch.
“It’s in the closet. But girl you are SO not getting fat. You look perfect! Look how huge your tits ar
Daddy's 'Little' Girl - A WG 3/3Of course, the relationship between Rebecca and Andrew did not survive her gain. Not that she had expected it to, but it was still sad to see him go. Not so much for the popularity, but for the status. She had pushed that aside in her march to greater things, but it was the first period in her life that she would look back on with true nostalgia. She’d come to like Andrew, in a brotherly sort of way. And while it was stupid, she couldn’t change how she felt.Daddy's 'Little' Girl - A WG 3/3 in Short Stories More Like This
She stood in the hall, all now 320 pounds of her, and watched him go. He would be fine, he’d grab a scrawny cheerleader and his reputation would survive. She would be alone for the last few weeks of school, but that was okay with her. She still had Dad.
Christian found himself unable to look away from the picture. It was old and the edges were starting to fray, but he still cherished it like a decades-old-heirloom. It was a picture of his late wife. He studied it long, his tablet resting, unused, on his lap. He
Daddy's 'Little' Girl - A WG 1/3Note: This is a prestige WG story. A little different than the others, it's three parts instead of two, and there are...other differences as well.Daddy's 'Little' Girl - A WG 1/3 in Short Stories More Like This
“The fat bitch cometh.” Said one of the girls in Ms. Savard’s English class. The other girl she was talking to looked over her shoulder and quickly returned her gaze to the front of the classroom.
‘The Fat Bitch’ in question was Rebecca Olivier, an 18-year old Senior at the high school who, until recently, had been second in line for Valedictorian. But now that Chelsea Summers, that mouthbreathing goodie-two-shoes had all but dropped out of school, Rebecca had no other real competition. It was nice, but she had started to get restless. She was always on the lookout for something new. Something to conquer.
The girls in her social circle had never really liked her, only just associated with her to leech some of her popularity and wit. But now, they were noticing a change in Rebe
What Sister Doesn't Know - A Prestige WGPart 1:What Sister Doesn't Know - A Prestige WG in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m so sorry.” Melinda whined.
She was strapped to a bed somewhere in Ms. Parrish’s house. She had been there for days, and had been gradually fattened by Ms. Parrish’s loyal cadre of burly, well-paid men. They brought her sweet treats galore (Ms. Parrish of course knew this was her weakness) and ensured she moved as little as possible. Every day, she watched as her stomach grew and grew, the men periodically loosening the straps around her burgeoning waist. She had no exact idea how big she was now, but it was probably around 400 pounds. She was scared not only by the forced gain, but by how much she was enjoying it. Now, looking up into Parrish’s pretty face, she pleaded.
“I’ll do anything.” She continued.
“But you’re already doing exactly what I want you to, dear Melinda.” She said, that thin smile of hers showing.
“Please, just stop feeding me.”
Worker's Comp - A WG Part 1Samantha West had always been a very active, slim girl, with a modest chest and a generous butt. She was 17, weighed 120 and was perfectly fine with that. And through most of her high school career that’s what she stayed at. Until she broke her ankle.Worker's Comp - A WG Part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
Sam worked at a pizza restaurant and this particular restaurant was prone to spills in the kitchen. So of course, one day she slipped and twisted her ankle. Pain aside, it was actually kind of a blessing. The doctor advised her to take worker’s comp, which she did, and she had to stay out of school and work for a few weeks while her ankle healed. That was how her weight gain began.
At first she stuck firmly to her usual diet and exercise regimen, but she started to let it slide when her boss from the restaurant, Melinda, would bring her free pizzas. She couldn't imagine why the store's management was being this nice to her. She was, in fact, costing them a lot of money for someth
Daddy's 'Little' Girl - A WG 2/3Rebecca Olivier spent the next few days learning about how to eat without getting too full. Her Dad had a wealth of knowledge on the subject, and after the first day, she was able to eat more than she had been able to in the entire first week.Daddy's 'Little' Girl - A WG 2/3 in Short Stories More Like This
“You know,” Christian Olivier said to her as they were both sitting in his study late one night, taking a break from eating, “We’ve actually done some work for Ms. Parrish, recently I mean.”
“Yeah?” Rebecca asked.
“Yeah. She ordered a bunch of top-end medical equipment. Really strange stuff. Anyway, it was such a big order, and from such a well-known client that I handled the deal personally.”
“You got to meet Ms. Parrish?” Rebecca said, in awe.
“Yes, I did. Very nice woman. But she’s a shrewd negotiator.” He looked at Rebecca and smiled. “I think you’d like her. She kind of reminds me of you.”
“Now I’ve really got to win that contest
Worker's Comp - A WG Part 2-- PART 2 --Worker's Comp - A WG Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
After another month, Samantha had a terrifying morning where it took her almost an hour to get out of bed. Melody had gone to get groceries and Sam puffed and huffed for what seemed like forever.
Lumbering into the bathroom (noticing how she had to turn sideways to enter it now) she gingerly stepped on the new industrial scale Melody had bought, and looked at the number on the readout. The lcd screen was on a pole fixed to the base of the scale, like a doctor's scale, so she could read the numbers.
600. She was now 600 pounds. Her belly hung down almost past her knees, and her huge breasts rested on the shelf formed by the top of it. Her thick arms were almost bigger than Melody's waist, and her face formed triple chins. Her thick thighs led up to a butt that stuck out behind her in a mound.
She gasped and made a choked whimpering noise. Backing away from the scale, she turned to see Melody in the doorway. She was smil
What Sister Doesn't know Pt 2Melinda was glad when Fall arrived. It meant she was less conscious of her increasing weight, mostly because it was cooler. She had been miserable all summer but now felt a mite better. She had been sick the past few months, and so had been completely bedridden. This had, of course, led to a sizeable growth in her belly, but for some reason she felt okay with it, mostly.What Sister Doesn't know Pt 2 in Short Stories More Like This
She found that it was getting harder to get out of bed to reach the bathroom or kitchen, and further, found that didn’t concern her that much. The numbers on the scale kept growing, and it was getting harder and harder to see over her stomach, but she found she didn’t care.
Maybe because she had Melody with her. Melody was making it so easy, maybe making it too easy to gain, but Melinda loved her little sister more than ever now. Every day, Melody would give her an in-depth massage, which relaxed her. She was sick to her stomach almost constantly, but Melody would g
Grace in Weight - A WG 1/2“Tell me about Ms. Parrish.” Ellis Harman asked.Grace in Weight - A WG 1/2 in Short Stories More Like This
They were sitting in the little living room of Ellis’ hotel suite. Jack stood at the window, appearing to look out, but Ellis knew he was listening intently. The girl before her was skittish, and she had been clear about only talking to Ellis. Jack hadn’t thought that was a good idea, and had come up with the compromise of him not being physically close to the girl.
“I’m not…really comfortable talking about her.” The girl said.
“But you contacted us. You were the one who said you had information. We only know the name, Parrish, and then there’s you.” Ellis said.
A tape recorder sat between them on the coffee table, it’s tape whirring with a little hum. It was the only other sound in the room. The girl sat back on the couch across from Ellis, her arms straight, her hands gripping each other in her lap.
“I just…She just can’t get away with what she
She Feeds Her Pt 1- A Prestige WGPart 1:She Feeds Her Pt 1- A Prestige WG in Short Stories More Like This
Chelsea Summers had a problem. You could look at her, maybe study her in passing, and you’d say she had everything she could ask for. She wasn’t a rich kid, nor was she poor. She had enough friends to feel comfortable at school, and she made good grades. She was eleventh in her class, in fact. But Chelsea had, in the past few months, gradually lost control of her weight. She wasn’t sure exactly when it had begun, but two months ago, she weighed herself out of curiosity. She had been 130lbs then. Now, 2 months later, she was 165lbs. She was a tall brunette, but no matter her height things would start to show nonetheless if she didn't put a stop to it.
She had noticed the gradual filling out of her figure no more than she noticed much else outside of school. She was a heavy (pardon the pun) player in her high school’s model UN organization, and a captain on the speech team. She was very involved w
Baby Fat - A Prestige WG(Note: This features a false pregnancy. If that bothers you, wait for the next story in this arc. This story is kinda dark, so just be aware of that. This is part of the Prestige story arc I established with the Worker's Comp story.)Baby Fat - A Prestige WG in Short Stories More Like This
Amy studied the bottle of pills as she sat, slumped against the passenger-side door of the car. She didn't really know what to think about them, other than this was the only way she was going to be able to follow the doctor's orders. Who had ever heard of a doctor telling you to gain weight, though? She supposed she would have to, to keep the baby healthy, but what the doctor was implying was that it was going to be a lot more weight than she had ever imagined necessary.
"You okay, baby?" Zach asked, looking over at her.
"Yeah, I'm just thinking about what the doctor said." She sighed.
"Was it, about...you know..." Zach grinned nervously, still afraid to say the word "baby".
"I just hope it won't affect your figure too mu
The Devil's RefrigeratorMarisa was fully convinced that her refrigerator was being possessed by a demon.The Devil's Refrigerator in Short Stories More Like This
The skinny woman stood rigid in the kitchen's entrance of her tiny three-room apartment. She was wearing a white blouse and blue jeans over her smart, flat figure. Her baby-blue eyes were fixated on the white menace. It stood in stark contrast to the old wooden tables, wooden chairs and peeling wallpaper that surrounded it. The refrigerator was the cleanest, most modern-looking appliance in the entire apartment, and it had been that way since the first day she moved in. For the most part, it was an average refrigerator. The only things that made it suspect was its occasional violent rumbling, leaking of blood and its maniacal laughter. The last time Marisa checked, a refrigerator shouldn't be doing those things. She didn't dare go near it or open the door, though. She tried to talk to the landlord about it, but he simply told her that she was mistaken and not to worry about it. Thus, she lived entirely on
Stuffed With Love"Okay, mom, I'm heading off to the university! See you later tonight! Love you!"Stuffed With Love in Short Stories More Like This
The mother of Courtney Van Haders leaned away from the sink, peeking out into the hallway just as her daughter closed the garage door behind her. She was only able to catch a glimpse of the younger woman's long, curly chocolate-brown hair. She heaved out a deep sigh.
Her beloved child was more than halfway through her junior year in college already. It wouldn't be too much longer before she would graduate, find herself a nice little job, and eventually move out of the house. The last thing she wanted was for her daughter, the oldest of her three children, to have to leave the family home. She wasn't always around at home to watch the boys or to take care of the house, and Courtney proved ample help in that regard as well. The money obtained from both her (the mother's) work and her husband's was more than enough to provide for Courtney and her two younger brothers Jacob and Steven. Courtney didn't need to
The Special CakeA gentle ring emitted from the bell that hung over the front door of the cake shop as a 20-year-old woman stepped inside. She was rather tall, standing at a good 5'11" feet in total height. She had long, slick raven-black hair that ran all the way down her backside. She had a small nose, plump lips, and her face was slightly round in shape. The woman's breasts were around an average size. She wore a gray sweatshirt and black sweatpants that clung to the wide, shapely hips and chunky potbelly she possessed. Her reddened cheeks were drenched in sweat, hinting that she had been out on a jog just moments before. Her mouth opened slightly to reveal a beaming smile that radiated with friendliness. The woman must have weighed somewhere in the 170s-180s, chubby but not exactly fat in the opinions of some. Her name was Kimberly, and despite her attempts to lose the blubber she had accumulated over the years, she still had little willpower when it came to sweets.The Special Cake in Short Stories More Like This
"Hello," Kimberly politely annou
Overstuffed"Urp..."Overstuffed in Fan Fiction More Like This
The perpetual silence that filled the small room was shattered as a tiny belch passed through the overstuffed woman's lips. The once-clean, carpeted floor was now covered with a massive pile-up of torn wrappers, empty plastic bags, dirty plates and a multitude of tiny crumbs. The small wooden table in the center of the room was practically buried underneath a mountain of pizza boxes and soda cans. There was another small burp, followed by an explosive fart that slowly died down into a series of quiet bubbling poofs. Our weary red-haired glutton was lying nearby on the ground with her arms and legs outstretched, and her incredibly rotund gut hanging out in front of her.
"Ohhhhhhhh..." the woman moaned in agony, her emerald-green eyes forced to squint due to her puffy red cheeks, "I think I...urp...I think I...uuuurrrrrrrp...I think I ate too much food...ugh...burrrp..."
Slowly, weakly, the woman stretched out her left arm over towards her protruding belly, and placed her hand u
Roly-Poly Rita part 1"You should totally become a BBW model!"Roly-Poly Rita part 1 in Short Stories More Like This
Rita looked up from her half-eaten sundae and gave her friend Sam a puzzled look. "What?"
The two girls were sitting together at a two-person table in a small, yet charming little restaurant. They had just finished their classes at the local college together, so on the way back to their apartment, they had decided to stop for a quick snack. That 'snack' ended up becoming a full-course meal, complete with desserts. Rita ate much more than Sam, but her friend, spurred on by so many delectable treats in front of her, had a fair share of the meal too.
"Well, you've been talking about wanting to make some more money...and you've got more than enough belly to show off!" Sam laughed, and leaned over the table for a moment to give Rita's belly a quick shake. Her patting caused Rita's black tee to ride up, revealing the entire expanse of her creamy white gut; it spilled over her lap like an avalanche of flesh. It was undoubtedly the largest part of her a
Big Sisters (Frozen WG)"Hey, Elsa?"Big Sisters (Frozen WG) in General Fiction More Like This
"Hmm? What is it, Anna?"
"Can I ask you something? You know, just something a bit personal about yourself?"
"Uh, I suppose...but I'm getting a bad feeling from that cheeky little grin of yours..."
Princess Anna knelt down, a smirk still evident on her lips, and she poked at her older sister's pot belly, which was clearly visible the way it pushed against her tight-fitting dress. It was a small but pudgy little gut, just barely on the edge to start sagging over the waist. Anna's finger sank into the soft, tender flesh when she gave it a second, more curious poke. Anna's smile flickered; she briefly wanted to stick her whole hand into Elsa's fat, for some odd reason. The desire was only there for a second, but still, she had noticed it. The redhead pulled herself together and beamed at her sister.
"That song of yours, I had no idea you meant you were going to let YOURSELF go! Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Queen Elsa, unamused by her sister's lame joke, quickly slapped Anna's
Courtney And The Chubby Club 1Courtney Van Haders only required the briefest of glances at her body's reflection in the bathroom mirror to realize an undeniable truth.Courtney And The Chubby Club 1 in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, fuck...I've really been putting on alot of weight lately."
Indeed, over the past month or so, ever since that fateful feast cooked by her coddling mother, Courtney's body had been steadily increasing in size. Not a single thing about her had retained the appearance of 'thinness' it once had. Although her stomach only became immensely large when binging, all of the food she had digested and absorbed calories from was taking the toll, granting her a delightfully chubby frame.
The rather average-sized breasts of Courtney's past had blossomed forth into a new cup size, F-cup to be exact. Her arms and legs had become thicker in width, coated with a jiggling softness. Her face was rounder and more fleshed out, and her cheeks had a tint of redness to them. Puffy love-handles poured over the sides of her panties, giving her a luscious muffin-top. Her
Kallen's Butt ProblemOne morning at Ashford Academy...Kallen's Butt Problem in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kallen Stadtfeld was starting to get a bit worried. None of her panties seemed to fit her as well as they used to. No matter how hard she tugged on them, even to the point where the fabric started to tear, her underwear hardly ever made it past her mid-thigh. The largest pair she had felt more like a thong as it clung tightly to her creamy-white bottom, burying itself deep into the thin crevasse betwixt her butt-cheeks. It frustrated the redhead as she attempted to pull it out, so in the end she had little choice but to remove those panties altogether. With a grunt she tossed them carelessly over her shoulder and onto the ever-growing pile of underwear behind her. She certainly couldn't so much as leave her room without underwear, but her choices of lingerie were dropping fast. Oddly enough, it only seemed like her panties were giving her trouble; while her breasts were large, she was still able to obtain comfortable cup sizes for them.
Sighing, the yo
Commission: Mulan's Marriage (WG)The match-maker had been doing her job for a very long time, longer than anyone probably knew. She had met dozens of hundreds of would-be brides in her line of work, some far worse than others and some less capable, even a few who turned out to less interest in marrying men than they did with washing their faces. Yet, never before had she met one young woman who, in spite of her pretty face, was so rude, so obnoxious, so incompetent in behaving like a proper lady that she would actually make the match-maker reconsider her entire course of life.Commission: Mulan's Marriage (WG) in General Fiction More Like This
Fa Mulan. That brat had humiliated her, not only personally, but publicly in front of an entire crowd of potential customers and future brides. The match-maker winced as she shifted her backside in her seat; she had been left with minor wounds after sitting on hot coals, but they were still aching, the skin left feeling tender to the touch. She'd gotten ink all over her face, tea splashed all over her, and even a nasty little cricket had jumped
Pokemon WG: Rise of a Pudgy Rocker 1There was a reason why the Virbank City Gym had been built underground. Several reasons actually, but one of the main ones was because it allowed Roxie, the gym leader, to get away with playing as loud as she wanted and not risk annoying any of the neighbors. It was the only place where she could really let herself go, to relieve her many stresses through her music. She experienced a sort of inner calm whenever she held her beloved guitar in her hands. It was especially therapeutic when it came to dealing with her no-good daydreamer of a father.Pokemon WG: Rise of a Pudgy Rocker 1 in General Fiction More Like This
But for now, she would make do with a more quiet tune, to fit her mood. Roxie's fingers strummed across the guitar's strings as she paced back and forth across the stage, humming her latest single under her breath, a Koffing hovering nearby with a blank expression on its face. The Virbank gym leader had been doing this for the last half-hour or so. Her two band-mates, Nicky and Billy Jo, watched her in silence. They assumed she had just had ano