Intense Weight Gains

Story 2

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It was like a dream come true to Salem. Her parents, who were usually so strict and so distrustful towards her and anything she did, left her alone for an entire month, with 5k and a card to buy herself food. She was 17, so it was a normal thing to be left alone, but with the amount of freedom she realized she had, her mouth was watering with anticipation.

Where had her parents gone? It was their anniversary, and they wanted to travel to places they've always wanted to go, without her. They didn't seem to like her, but that's ok. Just means more opportunities to be home alone and to raid the kitchen, which was exactly what she was going to do

She had an extra large appetite, often told by her friends, boyfriend, family, and anyone else that her stomach was an endless void. It was easy to see, though, that she ate a lot. She was no boring skinny brunette, no no no. She was almost the complete opposite. Instead of a slim hourglass figure, her body stuck out in anything that wasn't a hoodie and sweatpants. Her stomach was impossible to hide in shirts and leggings, pushing it in to create a clear image of her round figure. Her legs were thick, always touching unless something was but between them. She was already starting to get the normally dreaded double chin, but to her, she was ecstatic every time she passed a mirror. Being huge was her dream, and she wasn't even close to it. She had huge plans, literally and figuratively.

Excitedly, Salem navigated the halls and entered the gold and white kitchen. The hard part, though, was where to raid first? Scanning the room she remembered the two chocolate cakes in the fridge. They were bought one day but never eaten, but now was their time. She hastily pulled a chair over to the sleek metal fridge, opening with one hard pull, and pulling the first cake out. It seemed to call to her, the neatly placed frosting outlining the edges and smoothed on the top and sides. She quickly pulled off the plastic some protecting it and grabbed a handful of the chocolatey, baked desert and happily shoved it into her mouth, ignoring the frosting on her hand and face.

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With one final lick, she set the empty plastic bowl down on the pile of other empty bowls. She had eaten everything she could, not leaving a scrap behind. The floor was a mess, bowls, boxes, plates, and all sorts of containers littered the area. In the center of it all was Salem, much larger than she had been before, as if everything she ate was instantly absorbed into her body as pounds of fat. Her stomach was large, no longer contained by the waistband of her tight sweatpants or dirty hoodie. A roll had formed neatly on top of the large mass that now almost formed as its own table. Her ass and legs were too large for the single chair she was sitting on, a second one needed if she wanted to sit comfortably. Her arms were snuggly contained within the sleeves of the dark hoodie that now served as a bra for the large boobs that wanted so badly to fall to the sides. Her double chin, or was it a triple chin, she couldn't tell, took up the hole for the head in the hoodie, covered with frosting, dust, salt, any sort of residue from any food she greedily shoved though her lips. With a sigh and a long glance at the much larger ball of fat she must carry, Salem hoisted her obese figure off the small chair she started with and waddled to the couch, kicking trash with every wobbly step taken. The journey, that once seemed like mere feet, now felt like miles through a desert with the sun beaming down on her hotter than it has ever been. It was just one room over, however, but her body hasn't adjusted to all the new rolls and pounds gained in little under two hours.

Gasping for breath, she sat down, appreciating the feeling of her body spreading out on the soft couch. The clothes were only going to get tighter and tighter, she thought, looking at the landline on the table beside her. She still had room in the endless void of hers, enough for tons and tons of pizza and soda and anything else she could think of, how would she get the food, though? She loved being huge and wanted to be even larger, yeah, but her self confidence was still incredibly low, and the thought of someone she didn't know delivering at least 10 family sized pizzas and some two liters of soda was terrifying. Maybe if she left a few hundred dollars outside the delivery person could take the money and leave the food at the door, and once they left she could somehow bring the food in.

And that's what she did.

After taking her sweatpants and hoodie off, allowing her fat to move freely and her body to cool and to feel amazing, she grabbed $500, wrote a note to take what they needed or to take it all, and to just leave it at the door, pinned it outside, and called. The thought of the greasy cheese, warm pepperoni, crunchy crust, her stomach was growling already, calling out for more food to digest. In total, the amount for pizzas was a little over $400, the 2 liters bringing it up to almost $410. It was a good amount, though, 25 family sized pizzas, 4 two liters. A dream come true for someone like her. Now was the hard part, though. Waiting.

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I know the ending is not finished and unsatisfying but I really don't know how else to continue this, really really sorry but after promising im writing something I didn't want to just say that and not post anything