by Matt L. » Thu Jul 14, 2016 6:52 pm
It was nearly 2 O’clock in the afternoon when Jenna finally got out of bed, the minor hangover equipped her tummy with hunger pangs, and she quickly put on a prosaic looking housedress and then hobbled into the kitchen. Jenna scratched her paunchy belly as she stood in the kitchen gathering her thoughts, her face void of expression.
Jenna’s task of brewing some coffee was momentarily interrupted by cracking open a beer which she guzzled like a longshoreman after a hard day’s work. Releasing a thunderous burp, she then proceeded to make the coffee, and humbly pondered over what to eat.
Hot Pockets seemed sufficient to quell her appetite, and she fumbled through the ice box snagging herself four of them. Just as Jenna placed them into the microwave, Larry arrived into the kitchen, and he greeted his house guest with a congenial smile.
“Was wondering when you’d finally get up!”, Larry boomed aloud as he helped himself to a beer. Larry was clothed in a T-shirt and boxer shorts, not feeling at all uncomfortable about being around Jenna in his underclothes. Jenna didn’t think anything of it as well, and simply grunted a halfway decent, “Good morning.”
“Damn, it’s the afternoon”, Larry chuckled, “But that’s cool. I heard you put on a little show last night. Wish I could have seen it.”
Jenna leaned against the sink, pushing back her wilting bangs as she slightly smiled, “Yeah, maybe next time, Larry.”
Jenna recovered enough energy to make it to the coffee pot and poured herself a cup of coffee, “Ug, where’s my lover boy?” she asked discreetly.
“Oh. Carter had some errands to run but he’ll see you tonight at the bar”. Larry informed Jenna, “I’m supposed to drive you there tonight at about nine.”
Jenna shook her head, a little annoyed that Carter wasn’t around.
Larry noticed Jenna’s frown and taking a seat at the table, confronted her in the positive, “Don’t be upset, Carter’s a ‘popular’ guy, he doesn’t mean to hurt your feelings. But he’ll see you tonight, and everything will be cool.”
Jenna mumbled quietly, “Alright”, then removed the hot pockets out of the microwave, and with that she took a seat at the table where she spilled out her guts as she ate.
“I’m trying awfully hard to make this relationship work; I don’t know what’s going on. When we first started dating everything was amazing, now I hardly see him. Did I do something wrong?”
“Nah”, Larry responded with a candy smile, “Like I said, Carter has a very tight schedule, but he’s still very fond of you.”
Jenna tilted her head, speaking while stuffing her face, “Damn, I wish he’d be showing it a little more better.”
Larry comically grinned, “Damn! I almost forgot! Carter got you a box of chocolates, they’re in the fridge, said that their special for you since he’s been unavailable lately, sort of an apology. Ain’t that showing you something about his feelings?”
“Maybe”, Jenna despondently uttered, but a smile subsequently developed over her face.
“I was getting to think my size was like, starting to be a problem between us but that’s not the case, right? Why else would Carter buy me chocolates.”
Larry finished his beer, diplomatically addressing Jenna as he stood up from his chair, “I wouldn’t worry too much about your size, Jennifer. I’m going to watch some TV; you’re welcome to join me.”
“Maybe in a little while”, Jenna replied.
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Once Jenna had finished the hot pockets and her coffee, she grabbed another beer and with the chocolates, returned to the bedroom where she laid dormant for the remaining portion of the afternoon. The chocolates were just about the cheapest brand available but Jenna didn’t mind, it was the thought that counted. There in bed Jenna nibbled on the candy while digesting a teenage romance novel, finishing the entire pound box before eventually nodding off.
It was Larry who eventually stirred Jenna back into consciousness hours later.
“You better get a move on it, Jen, it’s almost eight-thirty, we need to leave shortly.”
Jenna rolled out of bed, her feet hitting the floor with a loud thud.
“Damn, how did I manage to sleep most of the day!” Jenna squawked in frustration.
“Party girls usually get their time zones messed up”, said Larry trying to be humorous.
Jenna politely giggled, lumbering to the bathroom as fast as her chunky legs could get her there.
Jenna’s sponge bath was much more abbreviated than usual, and she rinsed her hair instead of legitimately washing it. The once dazzling vixen that was duly hygienic to the letter had seemingly become less than diligent concerning her bathing and grooming.
Jenna combed her mane back and then applied her cosmetics in a brazenly gaudy fashion.
Returning to the bedroom, she engaged in a modest sip of vodka, and then went about getting dressed. There wasn’t anything exceptional about Jenna’s choice in garments, a short sleeved pull over top of a pale green hue which prominently showed off a generous amount of her belly and dark blue spandex slacks.
Owing to the fact that Carter seemed to appreciate Jenna’s ample belly she adjusted her getup to depict the fullness of her belly the best she could.
Another swig of vodka and Jenna was ready for her ride over to the bar to meet up with Carter.
Larry was overgenerous with compliments, stating that Jenna looked absolutely beautiful and adding his wish that he could meet a girl just like her.
“Shit, honey!” Jenna peeped in a funky bimbo sounding tone, “If my guy doesn’t keep me satisfied, I might just be in mind to plant myself with you!”
Naturally Jenna was only joking but Larry’s weird - practically dreamy eyed expression spoke otherwise.
Jenna promptly left the house first, Larry walking behind at a short distance, his eyes plastered over her big swinging ass, pondering in secret his attraction and desires.
“Like to get my hands on that! She’s one sexy broad!”
Larry was ambitious with the small talk on the drive over to the bar, Jenna laughing at his poor attempts at humor, and even trying to keep her mind on the discussion although she was anxious in meeting Carter.
“See ya later, Jennifer!” Larry sung out as Jenna bounced herself out of the vehicle.
“Thanks for the ride over!” Jenna remarked, “Nice talking with ya! We’ll do it again sometime!”
Once inside the bar, Jenna was greeted by the pack of patrons as if she was a full-fledged member of their gutter trash society. Ordering a beer, Jenna made herself comfortable while waiting for Carter, mingling with a few people until he would show up.
It was a little after nine when J.J. entered the establishment.
J.J. surveyed Jenna in the doorway, noting how her garments made he look especially trite, only the gaudy array of cosmetics over her face made her look marginally interesting. Other than that Jenna appeared like any other overweight barfly.
Carter approached Jenna like a man with an imperative agenda.
“Carter says he’ll be a little late, so he sent me to keep you company until he gets here.”
Jenna inquired what was detaining Carter, J.J. causally spoke in length about Carter lending a hand on friend’s car that broke down, and that he would make it over as soon as possible.
“Any hell, since there’s only me and you for at least an hour, wanna join me in some weed, it’s the best stuff around”, J.J. invited Jenna.
Jenna half-smiled, thinking that a buzz would certainly relax her, she guzzled down her beer and walked outside the bar with J.J.
J.J. played the role of gentleman very breezy, even going as far as opening the car door for Jenna which she quickly but clumsily entered. J.J. took a moment to fallacious compliment Jenna’s appearance before lighting the joint, and then settled back and watched her take a few drags.
“Take it smooth, Jen, enjoy this, it’s from Panama, very special shit, you’ll like it, babe”, J.J. mischievously grinned.
This particular vintage of dope was an especially strong brand, it cost a bundle but it was well worth the price to humiliate the prom queen.
“Just relax, Carter will show up sooner or later, this gives us time to talk”, J.J. remarked.
Jenna inhaled another drag, J.J. gazing over her with a strict expression as he shared his opinion.
“I have to admit something to you, Jenna. Please relax, okay? It might sound a little crazy but I always knew you were going to get heavy.”
A wide eyed Jenna coughed as she released her lips from the joint, “Huh?”
J.J. eccentrically grinned, “Just being honest, hope you don’t mind. But thing is, even when we were in high school and you’d be, well, looking so hot and everything, I could tell you wouldn’t be able to stay skinny. Maybe it was your eyes, you seemed to have cow eyes, like a fat girl who didn’t yet reach her maximum weight, even your thighs were a little bit big and you did have wide hips.”
“Why you telling me this?” Jenna said awkwardly.
“I’m just wanna do you a favor”, J.J. answered back, his eyes briefly glancing over the portion of Jenna’s belly fat that flowed over her garment, “Understand this and you’ll be better off. It’s no big deal that you’re heavy coz you’re not the popular kind anymore. Matter of fact, even if you get fatter, nobody’s gives a shit or will even notice. You’re Jen, just Jen, no different than any other overweight gal from this part of town.”
“I gained so much weight, haven’t I”, Jenna replied with an acorn of embarrassment.
“I can’t imagine you any other way; it’s natural, probably for the best too. Make you more acceptable to Carter, you’re not so special looking anymore, just a regular girl.”
“Carter is coming, right? I’m going to see him tonight?” Jenna asked.
J.J. was blunt, “You didn’t let me finish!”
Jenna nodded, droning a submissive apology, “Okay, okay, sorry.”
J.J. inched himself closer to Jenna, briefly closing his eyes in revulsion over her raw fragrance, “Main thing, stay cool, keep up this bad girl attitude that Carter fancies.”
“I’m doing my best!” Jenna grumpily whined.
“Maybe you are at that, honey”, J.J. snickered.
J.J. reached for his cell phone, “I’ll call your main squeeze; see what’s holding him up.”
Jenna nervously massaged her belly as she listened to the brief conversation between J.J. and Carter.
“Hey, I have your chubby bunny here, what’s the deal, she’s waiting for you.”
J.J. shook her head to Carter’s reply over the phone, then answered back, “Alright, sure.”
J.J. quickly returned his focus to Jenna, “Carter says he’s hungry, wants me to drive you back to his place, wants to know if you’re hungry too.”
Jenna didn’t have time to reply, J.J. answered for her, “Of course she’s hungry, we’re talking about Jenna!”
J.J. crudely chuckled, concluding the conversation with Carter before driving back to Carter‘s residence.
Jenna scowled at J.J. , “What’s with the ‘of course she’s hungry, Jenna bullshit!”
J.J. fleeting glimpsed over at Jenna, “Now baby, don’t be angry. You’re a heavy load now; I’d think you’d be used to comments like that.”
Jenna lowered her eyes and grumbled, “You kidding? I hate being teased about my weight.”
J.J. mildly giggled, playfully continuing with the tactic that Carter advised him to carry out the previous evening to humiliate Jenna.
“Oh Jenna, you’re a chubby girl, chubby girls get teased and scoff at all the time. It’s just how it is for girls like you. You remember how it was in high school, the social ladder. Beautiful - popular girls always made fun and looked down at the fat chicks, right! Calling them livestock and breeders.
And the studs would ignore them unless they had something to ridicule them about.”
Jenna couldn’t help feeling seriously self-conscious as J.J. spoke, and tried pulling her shirt over her spongy belly bulge but to little prevail.
“I’m telling you this as a friend, and I hope we’re friends now, coz in high school you could be very rude to me”, J.J. said with a straight face. “Comments about your appetite, insensitive cracks about your big belly, all goes with the territory for you. You are cute, don’t get me wrong there but you’re a different species of female. And like I said, nobody gives a rat’s ass coz you’re fat, people will be familiar with Jenna the fatty, they won’t think of you any other way.”
“So you understand, right? You just got to abide with an occasional snide remark”, J.J. flashed Jenna a derisive smirk as he wrapped up the lecture.
J.J. discerned that Jenna’s mood had been spoiled, obviously.
Patting her knee, J.J. wittily tried to salvage her disposition, “Chins up, Jen. You’re going to meet up with your guy and he’s wild about you. Be happy about that, lots of girls like you rarely become involved with such guys.”
Jenna denied J.J. an answer, and merely pouted.
“You know what”, J.J. readily equipped Jenna with arcane optimism, “If you were this heavy in high school I wouldn’t have ignored you. I kinda think we’d be friends. Once you get over your anger, you’ll know I’m right, and we’ll be friends.”
Jenna bluntly and huffily asked if she could have another drag from the weed.
J.J. laughed out loud, “Go on, baby cakes, smoke as much as you like! Hate to see it go to waste, it’ll perk up your mood!”
This particular type of marijuana was abnormally intoxicating and furthermore it was renowned for its twist on the appetite, causing a horrible cause of the munchies. A fact which J.J. and Carter knew very well.
Jenna lit the joint, inhaling it twice, mumbling there after, “Carter be there when we get there?”
J.J. coolly acknowledged Jenna, “I guess.”
Jenna rested her hand over her belly, the sheer plumpness registering in her mind, validating J.J.’s lecture, she had indeed become a different species of female.
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Back at the residence shared by Larry and Carter, Jenna leisurely traipsed through the doorway, J.J. walking in right after her.
Larry was on the couch drinking beer, several empty beer cans piled on the floor next to him.
Larry generously grinned the moment he set his sight on Jenna, welcoming her home quite cordially.
“Carter back yet?” asked Jenna, her shoulders hunched over just a tinge which distended her belly all the more outward.
As Larry quickly answered, “Nope!”, J.J. walked around Jenna and continued walking until he disappeared into the kitchen.
Jenna swung her purse high into the air, letting it fall unto a nearby lamp stand.
“Well um, he’s suppose to meet me here.”
Larry shrugged his shoulders, favorably glancing over Jenna with a smitten smile, “Sure, Jen.”
J.J. walked back into the living room with a can of beer and took a seat on a nearby chair; from there he started up a conversation with Larry.
Jenna stood in place listening to the guy’s trivial banter.
Finally Carter walked through the door, Jenna favoring him with an elated smile, “Hey stranger, what’s up!”
Carter did politely return the reply, “Hey babe”, but then took part in the conversation between the other guys.
Jenna walked over to Carter, latching her hand with his; Carter leaned into her, and pleasantly remarked, “What if you get me a beer and then you can start making the chow.”
Jenna dutifully nodded and as she turned around, Carter added, “Make enough for all of us!”
Jenna paused in her tracks, wanting to please her man, she amorously hummed as she fluttered her eyes, “What ya like me to make, honey?”
“I don’t know, eggs, sausage, whatever. Use your head, there’s three of us and you”, Carter replied.
“And muffin tops, don’t forget my beer.”
J.J laughed, “That’s like making six meals!”
Larry and Carter softly chuckled at J.J.’s joke; Jenna simply ignored the jab at her appetite but giggled along just to fit in with the moment.
Once Jenna shuffled off to the kitchen and got her man a brew, she returned to the kitchen and began making their meal.
Not a few minutes went by when Jenna soon found herself especially lightheaded and humorously unbalanced; and her hunger fiercely unmanageable.
Jenna began nibbling on potato chips, then made a couple hot pockets, all this while making her man and his guests their meal. Lunch meat from out of the package, a mini-pecan pie, and slobbering away on the remaining piece of chicken that had Larry stashed in the fridge.
Jenna lumbered around the kitchen, laughing at the most inane reasons, completely cluessless on how much food she was consuming.
Jenna wobbled into the living room, her top splattered with stains, a ridiculously ecstatic grin over her face.
“Food is ready! You guys help y’ selves, I ain’t in no condition to wait on y’all!” Jenna blasted at the top of her lungs.
The guys all left their chairs, rank and file entering the kitchen where Jenna had prepared a copious meal.
Scrabbled eggs, sausage, bacon, and baloney sandwiches and ice cream.
The guys helped themselves, only Larry obliging Jenna with a thank you.
They all huddled around the kitchen table, including Jenna, eating and drinking, talking about such things as sports, TV shows and cars, and the new waitress hired at the café.
“Damn, she’s hot!” J.J. blurted, “She’s the whole package.”
Jenna wasn’t so pleased as they all took turns bringing up the waitress’s feminine attributes and charming personality, even Carter made it a point to mention her exquisite hourglass figure.
Jenna was hardly in the proper mental state to say anything other than making an uncomfortable grumble.
Jenna wanted to brush her hand over Carter’s thigh just to remind him she was there but she was seated next to Larry, Carter was at the other side of the table.
J.J. left the table for a brief minute, grabbing himself and the guys some beers, not at all asking Jenna if she wanted one as well.
But, Jenna ate, and ate well. Unable to resist her appetite, Jenna literally made a hog of herself with the baloney sandwiches and eggs. She put Larry to shame who was the categorically champion of food consumption seated at the table.
However after a while Jenna began to slow down, her expression seemed jaded, nibbling at almost a snail’s pace. This didn’t go unnoticed by Carter who sprang into action.
Removing himself from his chair, Carter made a beeline over to Jenna.
Delicately cupping the side of her face, Carter mischievously grinned, “How ya doing, sweetie?”
Jenna imprudently slipped her hands over belly, chewing on some bacon as she lazily replied, “Think I’m bout through….”
“What?” Carter said in a tone that was just as sweet as it was sarcastic, “That’s hard to believe.”
Carter promptly pulled up Jenna’s top, exposing the chubbiness of her belly to the group.
Carter maneuvered his fingertips in a circular motion over the doughy surface, “Ah, honey. You got this all going on, it needs to be fed.”
The other guys chuckled, Jenna providing them with a confused stare before likewise giggling.
Carter teasingly snared a solid inch worth of Jenna’s belly fat, squeezing the pulpy tissue, he amusingly smiled, “Big girls have big appetites, isn’t that right. Be some contradiction if you don’t live up to your potential.”
Carter gestured toward the pan that contained the sausages and bacon, J.J. readily obliged him, handing over the scarce remnants.
“There’s not much left, Jennifer”, Carter said rather calmly, “But you never let food go to waste.”
Jenna sat quietly, her mind slipping in and out of a vacuum, an obtuse expression over her face.
Carter serenely coached Jenna along as he began feeding her, “You like pork sausage and bacon, don’t you, honey. You could eat tons of it given the quantity available and if you had the time.”
Jenna willingly nibbled on the food without protest.
“No need to take so long chewing, just enjoy the flavor_.”
Jenna did crack a frivolous grin when she overheard J.J. comment, “Damn, bro, if she’s eating pork, does that make her a cannibal?”
Carter wiped his greasy fingers off Jenna’s shirt once she had consumed the food, subsequently giving her belly a gentle tap.
“A belly this size needs sustenance, but I won’t let you down, I’m going to feed you really good.”
Jenna wasn’t sure if Carter was merely joking or if he was serious.
“Is that right….?” Jenna puckishly grinned, “Coz my appetite is kinda big.”
Carter’s grin took up a fair share of his face, “Do you have a taste for some ice cream?”
Jenna fidgeted in her seat and tentatively squeaked, “Well…I’m sort full but I guess there’s always room for some ice cream.”
As Carter grabbed the carton, Jenna crinkled her nose and added, “Just a little…”
“Babe, you can’t go to bed without stuffing yourself, it wouldn’t be like you”, Carter quipped.
Carter held the container of ice cream and then grabbed a spoon; slowly he began feeding Jenna who willingly slurped away every sample.
“Yeah, darling”, Carter cheekily snickered, “I’ll keep you nice and well-fed.”
Jenna snorted a couple times, lapping up every spoonful without a complaint.
“Is my sweet muffin tops hungry? Of course she is!”, Carter cooed as he halted the particular feeding and removed himself from the chair, “Look at that big belly, it‘s obvious you like eating.”
Jenna blinked at Carter, her lips twisting into a lopsided smile.
Carter ambiguously grinned, “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I neglected my woman’s desires.”
Carter walked over to the fridge and removed a hot dog and chocolate syrup, settling back in his chair, and as his friends looked on, cordially informed Jenna, “You have such an unruly appetite, and since you’re not bothered how fat you’re getting, I’m proud to help you out. We’ll really have your belly bigger and fatter, something of an emblem of your gluttonous reputation.”
Jenna finally managed to peep, “You making fun of me?”
Larry and J.J. faintly chuckled at Jenna’s question but Carter coolly replied, “The contrary, honey. I’m not making fun of you, I’m obliging your appetite coz big chicks like to eat.”
Jenna crinkled her nose, a downpour of insecurities riding her emotions yet she willingly permitted Carter to feed her the hot dog which he dosed in chocolate syrup.
Once Jenna had eaten the hot dog, Carter resumed feeding her ice cream, soliciting his friends for help in selecting other food for her to eat.
Jenna giggled out of nervousness then consumed another spoonful, Carter bringing another spoonful to her lips, and then another.
“You can’t resist your appetite, it would be weird”, Carter nonchalantly affirmed, “Just like a model can’t resist looking into a mirror, you can’t resist eating.”
“I didn’t mean to get so big”, Jenna uttered at one point while chewing.
Carter, readily feeding her the next spoonful, frivolously addressed her, “Excuses aren’t necessary, Jen. You’re a big girl, you like to eat, do that math. If you didn’t make a hog out of yourself, it wouldn’t be normal. Would it?”
Jenna couldn’t reply, not only because of the huge spoonfuls she was being fed but also because she sort of enjoyed the moment in a bizarre fashion.
J.J. edged himself next to Larry as they observed Carter feeding Jenna.
“Damn, Jen’s hardly twenty-five years of age, imagine how fat she’ll be in a few years.”
Larry concurred with a wide smirk, “She’ll be jumbo size for sure.”
Carter stopped for the feeding for a moment, wiping Jenna’s lips with a napkin and then giving the lowest portion of her belly a concise massage.
“There’s still more to go, baby. Half the carton, think you can handle it?”
Jenna replied with a high-pitched giggle, “I ain’t sure….you not upset coz I’m fat?”
Carter laughed as he brought the spoon into the bowl and delivered another sample to Jenna’s lips, “Eat up, Jenna, your weight has no bearing on our relationship, you understand.”
Jenna shrugged her shoulders, smiling as she gobbled up the next spoonful.
“Honestly speaking”, Carter uncompromisingly explained, ”There’s nothing surprising about your chubbiness anymore, I wouldn’t think of Jenna Kasper any other way.”
Carter turned to his friends, although continuing with the feeding, “What you guys think?”
Larry shook his head, “Yeah, right, sure.
J.J. was more blunt and precise, “Carter’s right on the money, Jenna. Don’t be ashamed about it, lots of nice girls are fat. That’s just who you are, a nice fat girl.”
Carter tilted his head, gently feeding Jenna another spoonful, he teasingly encouraged her, “You got to admit to me for our relationship to work you don’t mind being fat.”
Jenna responded by rolling her eyes, Carter determinedly coaxing her on.
“Jenna Kasper, I work very hard at it pleasing you the best I can, being attentive and making sure you have enough beer and weed to make you happy. It would be differential to our relationship if didn’t own up to your true feelings.”
Jenna cupped her belly, tilting her head, she apprehensively remarked, “I….I …um, I feel like being fat ain’t …..”
Jenna paused, rubbing her face, she then giggled, “Yeah, Carter, I ain’t feeling so bad coz I’m fat…nope, not at all.”
Larry and J.J. laughed at Jenna’s comment which prolonged her giggling.
“Damn! Ain’t sure how all this weight sneaked up on me so fast but I’m a big girl now!” Jenna’s booming voice filled the kitchen.
Carter stood up and stated with a comical expression, “Be right back!”
Jenna cradled her podgy belly, her fingertips sinking into the blubbery tissue.
Looking over at Carter’s friends, a glassy sparkle in her eyes, she inanely giggled, “My belly gotten so big, isn’t it.”
J.J and Larry shook their heads in agreement.
Carter opened up a beer and engaged in a swig before returning to Jenna with a few more items for her to eat.
Jenna’s focus, her frame of mind in reality was substantially distorted by the alcohol and weed she had digested throughout the evening. She voluntarily played along with Carter, presuming it was a silly game or a weird approach in making her feel comfortable because she had gained a considerable amount of weight. Maybe both. Jenna tried straightening her posture as Carter reclaimed his seat beside her, but just as quick and like she was loaded with an additional 50-pounds, her shoulders rolled forward, embellishing the size and roundness of her belly bulge.
Carter began unwrapping cheese singles, feeding Jenna one slice at a time, his unscrupulous band of companions watching from the sidelines while nursing their beers, making comments in the form of whispers, and nowhere near complimentary.
“I’ve seen plenty of big chicks before but Jen’s a real oinker….”
“You’re not kidding, somewhere there’s a pigpen with her name on it.”
J.J. then broke ranks and asked to join in on the feeding.
Carter agreed with a chuckle, “Sure, why not!”
J.J. grabbed the chocolate syrup, “Okay Jen, tilt back your head!”
Carter watched as Jenna did as she was told, tilting her head backward as J.J. squirted a decent quantity of the syrup into Jenna’s mouth.
Bringing her face forward, Jenna wiped her lips then cracked a goofy grin, “Yummy!”
Next up, Carter grabbed an individual package of apple pie, and to his surprise Jenna pounced on it immediately.
Jenna sloppily chewed, remnants discharging from her lips, trailing down unto her chin.
“Hot damn!” Carter laughed, “You are such a sweet hog!”
“More chocolate syrup, Jen?” J.J. inquired chivalrously.
Jenna shook head, Carter rubbing her belly as J.J. squirted another steady stream of syrup into her mouth.
Soon Larry was on board, and he quickly opened up a can of pork n’ beans and handed it to Carter.
Carter scooped up a spoonful of the food from out of the can, Jenna lifted her eyebrows, “I’d rather not eat them cold….”
Carter chuckled, “When are you so fussy!”
Jenna hesitated but lapped up the pork n’ beans, a broad smile inflating her plump cheeks, “Ain’t so bad.”
The minutes ticked by, Jenna devouring the entire can of pork n’ beans and another miniature apple pie, her attitude peculiarly accommodating, not only to please her man but being fed put her in a goofy mood.
Carter wrangled the carton of ice cream, glancing directly into Jenna’s eyes, he dotingly smiled, “Ain’t finished the ice cream, baby. I rather think you can finish it off without a problem.”
Carter slipped the spoon into the ice cream, then edged the ice cream laden spoon toward Jenna’s lips.
Jenna shook her head and mumbled a weak, “No”, before puffing out her cheeks.
Carter smiled as he teased several strands of Jenna’s hair from her forehead, noticing how she was fighting off the food sweats.
“What’s wrong, Jen? You can’t be near your limit yet, babe”, Carter’s voice sounding significantly supportive. I’ve fed you all your favorites.”
Jenna shook her head as she cupped her taut bloated belly with both hands.
“My waistband is digging into my waist, my slacks feel so tight”, Jenna faintly grinned in embarrassment.
Carter wasn’t for stopping his calorific onslaught of Jenna’s figure and he teased the loaded spoon closer to Jenna’s lips.
“Now come on, Jen, just for me”, Carter cajoled.
J.J. chirped in, “Come on, Jen! You can’t be such a lightweight if you want to hang out with us!” his smile punctuated his comment.
At the remark, Jenna shifted her eyes toward J.J. Her face then seemed to take on a little more resolve as she opened her mouth and Carter swiftly inserted the spoon.
Jenna kept her vision on J.J as she chewed, and briefly their conversation in his car returned to her. The logic J.J. put forth about her being a typical fat girl as if the Jenna he knew in high school never existed somehow made sense. There was nothing out of the ordinary about eating a big meal or the sloppiness in which she fed. It was now expected of Jenna since she was a fatty.
Jenna’s thoughts were interrupted by Carter’s bellowing voice, “There’s my ’big girl!”
Carter thrust the now empty spoon back into the ice cream container, “Just a few more spoonfuls left and you’re done!”, he risibly announced as he reloaded the spoon once more.
As he did, he gently massaged Jenna’s rounding belly, paying special attention to the curving slope, “Your new girlfriends of yours have told me they want you up around 275-pounds by the end of summer!”, he giggled. “But I think we can do better than that, don’t you, babe!”
Jenna laughed it off, lapping up the next spoonful with a fanatical amount of energy.
“Shit, hon”, I’ll be the biggest member of the pack then!”
“Somebody has to be”, Carter replied as he continued with another spoonful, “No doubt it’s you!”
Jenna finally finished the ice cream, wiping off her lips and chin, she flashed Carter and the guys a victorious smile, although she subsequently groaned, “I’m totally stuffed, I think that’s it.”
“Well, seems you lived up to your image”, Carter congratulated Jenna as he returned his fingers to her bloated belly. “I want no bitching or moaning tomorrow though”, Carter added, “You’re a big eater, baby, that’s how it stands.”
Jenna brought her arms over Carter’s shoulders, sighing at the belly rub, crinkling her nose and smiling contently.
Carter sensed Jenna wanted a kiss but he ignored her desire with a firm, “Not now, you’re too messy. I’ll get you into bed, you sleep it off.”
Carter literally groaned as he helped Jenna upward, her buxom breasts bobbling over her spacious belly.
“Another month or so and you won’t be able to lift her”, J.J. cracked.
Jenna deliberately swung her beefy booty from side to side, her voice sounding tremendously oafish, “Jenna got it all going on!”
Larry and J.J. laughed, Carter only generating a slight snicker, “Your back field is growing outrageously! Fat girl skivvies be all you’ll be fitting into!”
Carter finally made it into the bedroom with Jenna, edging her into bed slowly, her mushy tummy riding against his body. “You stink with fat, honey; ol Jen hasn’t the cheerleader body anymore.”
Jenna peeped a muffled sigh, Carter gazing over her with a proud smirk, “You’ll probably want to sleep in tomorrow, that’s fine by me_.”
Carter paused at the sight of Jenna completely in slumber and the sound of her snoring.
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Jenna staggered into the kitchen the next day, seemingly apathetic about still wearing the clothes she wore the night before and even slept in. Jenna rubbed her face and grabbed the largest coffee mug available and then, cradling her belly with her free hand, wobbled over to the coffee pot.
The coffee’s fresh aroma roused Jenna’s senses and after a modest sip she surveyed the disheveled look of the kitchen. For a brief second she was angry about the mess, though she wasn’t motivated in cleaning up at this time, she would need to eventually.
Another sip and with that Jenna exited the back door for some fresh air.
Jenna strolled across the porch, the wooden beams creaking with her every step, and she wondered if it was because the porch had been neglected and had fallen into ruin or if it was because of her weight.
“I can’t be that heavy”, Jenna softly uttered, persuading herself that the creaking was due to lack of maintenance rather than her girth.
Jenna inhaled a breath of air, repeating the action before engaging in another sip of coffee.
In the yard next door two women were hanging their wash. In their upper thirties and clothed in unflattering housedresses, both of them were moderately obese. They both paused from their labor and gestured over to Jenna. Jenna nodded and cracked the best smile she could despite feeling abnormally lackluster.
One of the women stepped forward and she cordially addressed Jenna.
“I see you coming and going quite often, miss. You must be Larry’s friend.”
Jenna stood with one hand resting over her belly, her rubbery posture amplifying its size.
Jenna sipped her coffee before replying, “Yeah, sort of. I’m actually Carter’s girlfriend.”
“Really?” the woman replied, her fairly attractive features conveying a mixture of surprise and shock.
“Really”, Jenna firmly answered.
“Well I’m Peg and that over there is Doris. It’s nice to meet you.”
Jenna nodded, “Same here, I’m Jenna.”
Peg happily invited Jenna over for a beer sometime, and Jenna half-heartedly agreed.
Returning back inside, Jenna refilled her coffee cup and then hightailed it into the living room.
Only Larry was in attendance, watching TV and enjoying a beer.
“Carter’s going to call you later but like, he asked me to see about you doing him a favor.”
Jenna walked over to Larry and dropped herself on the chair beside the couch where he was seated.
Jenna ignored the fact that Larry was garbed only in his underwear, and responded as perky as possible. “Yeah, what’s up?”
Larry lifted his T-shirt and scratched his enormous belly as he ran through the details.
“Once you’re done cleaning the kitchen, Carter needs you to do a little shopping. We’re out of toliet paper and beer, and um, a few other things. There’s a list on the kitchen table.”
Jenna sourly grimaced, “I guess. Shit, I’m starting to feel like a housewife without the fringe benefits.”
Larry laughed, “Easy, Jen. I’ll start cleaning up in the kitchen for you. You just handle the shopping for now.”
Jenna rocked herself out of the chair, spilling a modest amount of coffee over her top.
“That’s very nice of you, I appreciate some help”, said Jenna marginally sarcastic.
Larry guzzled his beer, releasing a loud burp then after laughing over his crude achievement, smiled at Jenna. “I don’t mind helping you, I sort of like you, you’re very sweet and nice. Nice to have around and like, be friends with.”
Jenna ran her hand through her wilted locks, her grin legitimately amiable, “I like you too, Larry.”
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The idea of showering or even a sponge bath never entered Jenna’s mind as she peeled off the clothes she wore the night before, and slept in, then put on some fresh garments.
The jeans Jenna slipped into were on the verge of being uncomfortable, the button down blouse she wore tails out. The blouse appeared acutely small on her, illustrating the spherical shape of her imposing big belly, the tails resting over her bulbous ass.
After fiddling with her hair for a few minutes, Jenna grabbed the list and then went shopping.
Jenna’s first stop wasn’t the supermarket but the Kentucky Fried Chicken that just opened up on the border of the bad side of town. Taking the drive through route, Jenna ordered a batch of chicken wings and two biscuits with mashed potatoes. Gnawing on the food in the privacy of her very shabby looking sedan, Jenna reviewed the previous evening the best she could.
Truth was, the episode was rather murky, although she did remember eating or rather being fed a grand quanity of food, and certain but not all of the comments and quips pertaining to her being an especially heavy young woman.
However, Jenna did fully remember J.J ‘s speech about her status and conduct now that she was a portly female. Akin to her reputation in high school where Jenna was known as attractive, popular and preppy, those familiar with her now would simply recognize Jenna as nothing more than a stereotypical fat chick.
Jenna grunted in displeasure as she glimpsed over her large breasts sprawled over her bulging belly.
J.J was correct, and Jenna closed her eyes and cringed at the fact.
Using her blouse to wipe off her greasy fingers, Jenna picked through her purse and grabbed her cell phone, making a mad rush to call Betsy. In her unconditional panic Jenna sought to vent about her weight and seek reassurance that her life could improve.
Just as quick, Jenna halted the call before even dialing.
Betsy had been promoted up the social ladder just as Jenna had ended up on the bottom.
Attractive, popular, and slender, everything that Jenna had been, Betsy now reveled in her elitist status, and outrivaled Jenna.
It would be like a poor foreign exchange student trying to communicate with a well-heeled honor student, their lives were now that far dissimilar.
Betsy ran with a new pack, Jenna was an outsider, not even close to even being a wannabe.
Instead Jenna called Carter, he answered promptly.
“I’m about to go shopping, I was just wondering when I’d see you?” Jenna asked.
“Huh-uh, yeah”, Carter responded heedlessly.
“In a couple of hours but you just pick up the items on the list and I’ll meet you at home later.”
“Last night, I need to talk with you about last night”, Jenna abruptly said in an awkward tone.
Carter lightheartedly replied, “That was something wasn’t it. I’m happy to have obliged you. I’m the type of guy who looks after his girl.”
“I ate a lot, huh?” Jenna uneasily questioned.
“You have a notorious appetite”, Carter glibly replied, “But I can’t talk now, we’ll talk at home.”
The phone call coming to an end, Jenna finished her meal and then drove over to the supermarket.
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Some hours later Carter arrived home and while they laid on the bed together fully clothed, they discussed the previous evening.
“I was so high and drunk I can’t remember much”, Jenna began, gently strumming her belly as she spoke, “but I know I ate a lot, and you and the guys were saying things I ain’t sure I’m comfortable with.”
Carter took Jenna by the hand, his tone sugary sweet, “We were just having some fun, no big deal, Jen. Thing is, I have no problem with you being heavy or how much you eat. It shouldn’t bother you either.”
Carter rolled over onto his side; fastidiously he unfastened the snap on Jenna’s jeans, permitting her spacious belly some breathing room as it gushed outward. Carter slid his fingers unto the cushy tissue, and he began favoring Jenna with a belly rub.
“I know what I said before, when we first started dating, remember? You be 25-pounds heavier and I’d still find attractive.”
Jenna purred to the positive, Carter continued, “I’d be lying if I didn’t admit you reached the max that’s pleasing to me but that being said, I realize you’re going to get heavier.”
Jenna bestowed Carter a startled stare, “But you have so much food around here, and you’re always encouraging me to eat.”
“I know, and that’s all cool, babe”, Carter deceitfully grinned, “eat as much as you like. What I’m trying to say is, try not to gain so much weight too fast. Let me get used to you at this size before you pack on another fifty pounds.”
Jenna tilted her face toward Carter, whirling a strand of her hair, she posed the question with a heartrending frown, “You think I’m gonna get that fat?”
Carter scrunched himself as close as possible to Jenna, bringing his arm around the scope of her belly, “Apparently yeah. But don’t think it’ll change things between us, coz it won’t. I’ll still be your honey even when you’re 300 plus pounds.”
“I can’t imagine anybody being interested in me if I got that big”, Jenna softly uttered with a dramatic scowl, “Shit, I don’t plan on becoming a cow.”
Carter brought his lips to Jenna’s, kissing her briefly, he then strongly disagreed.
“Given your age and appetite, hell, sugar, you’ll get heavier. It’s just how it is; trying to fight it is pointless.”
“You think that?” Jenna groaned.
“I know it as a fact”, Carter grinned before returning his lips to hers.
Jenna was all charged up for more action than just kissing, and truly believed a long overdue romantic session was on the horizon. However, Carter unpredictably broke away from the embrace and climbed out of bed.
“I’m going to grab a beer and watch some sports on TV; you’re welcome to join me.”
Jenna heaved herself upward, her expression forlorn, “Aren’t you going to make love to me? It’s been a while.”
Carter held back his smile, “Not tonight, my back hurts, maybe next time you’re over.”
Jenna maneuvered herself to the edge of the bed, Carter extremely satisfied at her disenchanted expression.
“Yeah, you now know what’s it like being teased and nothing to show for it”, Carter mused, “Serves you right.”
Jenna wobbled over to Carter, about to wrap her arm around his waist, Carter interrupting her, “Um, mind making me a sandwich?”
Jenna sighed, “Okay, sure.”
Carter walked into the living room, Jenna into the kitchen.
There would be no romance or display of affection from Carter this night. Just a casual evening watching TV and drinking beer.
Carter had succeeded in making Jenna heavier then ever, corrupted her behavior, and had some influence on her dropping out of college. Based on the standards Jenna once projected, she had become the very definition of a loser. Carter was incalculably pleased that he had achieved his goal, only thing left on his agenda was breaking up with her.
All Carter needed was an appropriate opportunity, something thoroughly humiliating, and then Jenna would be nothing more than a duly ostracized fat chick.
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