Chapter 3 - better safe than sorry

It's been 2 months since Gloria started her fattening plan and saying that it was a success would be an understatement.

During this time Gloria has given snacks to Vicky every single day before every meal, and at the time of the meal she fills her plate to the maximum, Vicky at first was refusing a little bit, but after a lot of puppy eyes and snacks she has gotten use to it.

Her weight has gotten from 100 pounds to 110, she has finally achieve a healthy weight, but Gloria it's not ready to stop, she fears that she might get depressed again and start losing weight, she can have that, she won't let her daughter become a skeleton again, she is going to keep fattening her up until she reaches a point where she can't go back to been anorexic.
"Its better to have an excess of something than a lack of something" Gloria said as she stuffed a piece of cake in her mouth. If Vicky's gain was amazing then the one from Gloria was downright unbelievable, she had gained 20 putting her at a hefty 150 pounds, it may not seem like a lot but for someone of Gloria's height it was a big gain, most of it went to her hips, butt and thighs, but her belly was starting to push her shirts, the worst part is that Gloria doesn't realize it, for her she is still the 130 sexy women she have always been, sure her clothed are a lot tighter but that happens to everyone, it's just a problem with the washing machine.
Now, even if Gloria wanted to stop, she probably couldn't, her belly had gotten full control of her now, she stuffed her face every single moment, she was just addicted to food, but she wouldn't admitted, she just sat in fat-ass (literally) and eat and eat and eat.

~friday night~
"Ok honey, the food is ready and I already served you a portion of everything"
"I don't know mom, I feel like I've gained some weight, my clothes aren't as loose as they were, my bobs are stating to over flow my bras and I'm starting to have some difficulty pulling up my pants"
"Oh that just the washing machine sweetie, the same thing happens to my and I haven't gained any weight"
"Actually mom..." Vicky was about to tell her mother about her obvious weight gain, but she stopped to think for a moment, was that the right thing to do? That would probably hurt her mother feelings and self-esteem, just like it happens to herself when Jimmy told her she was getting fat, but on the other hand, if she didn't tell her she would probably just keep getting bigger, but was that as bad as hurting her to a psychological level?...
"Yes? What were you trying to tell me?
"Amm I was just about to say that actually you seem slimmer? Have you lost some weight?"
"Oh really? Well I did notice anything different, but now that you say it, I do fell a bit lighter and my butt seems smaller, don't you think?
"Yes mom, absolutely, huff I'm really full, I'm going to sleep, see you tomorrow mom, the food was delicious as always"
"Thank you honey, sweet dreams" Gloria was sitting there speechless, had she really lost weight? "Well, I have been giving Vicky a lot of food, maybe a have been neglecting myself" she said as she ate the last mouthful of her fourth plate "God I feel like I'm going to explode *burp* but... I haven't had dessert yet, maybe Vicky's right, I have lost some weight, but not anymore, I would end up become what I'm trying to destroy" Gloria heave her overstuffed body out of the chair, she slowly walked to the fridge and pulled out a piece of cake, she then plotted back into her chair which screamed in pain "I... would finish this" she grabbed her spoon and started to eat the cake, every spoonful of cake hurt like hell, but she was determined, after 10 minutes of agony she had finished and entered a food coma

~at midnight~
"*gurgle* ah? What? *gurgle* Oh, you're hungry little friend? Well it's obvious after neglecting you for so long, now let's finish that cake"