chapter 6

If Amanda had eaten every one of her meals in Max's kitchens under the supervision of dietician Hilda Pzybylski she would have blown up like a balloon. Alas, her busy schedule precluded that, so she at there on a catch-as-catch-can basis. As a result, her gain was nowhere NEAR as dramatic as Hilda would have preferred. She was adding a thousand or more calories to Amanda's diet, but Amanda only ate in the kitchen from time-to-time.

And so Amanda's "growth" was very slow in coming. It took her six months to gain seven pounds, seven pounds that were practically invisible. And just Hilda's luck, most of Amanda's weight gain went to her boobs. She went from a negligible 30 A cup to a much more noticeable 34 B. And wouldn't you know it, one of the first people to notice the improvement was Max. Naturally enough, Max was totally oblivious about what was going on. First of all, Hilda was naturally sneaky. And more importantly, Max was one of those trusting souls who gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. More to the point, Hilda was one of his most trusted colleagues. She wouldn't do anything to hurt Amanda or anyone else, would she?

Another three months passed. It would seem that the combination of Max's basic recipes and the little "improvements" that Hilda added to them acted as kind of a food magnet for Amanda. When Hilda's plan first started, Amanda sort of took pot luck in the kitchen, eating whatever was placed in front of her when she could break away from her busy schedule. But as the days and weeks passed, Amanda made it more and more a point to drop into the kitchen to see what there was to eat. And when she got there she cleaned her plate like the good little girl she was. Except now she wasn't quite so little any more. Fat? No, not hardly. Not even chubby, truth be told. But even to the casual observer, Amanda was getting noticeably softer. The hollows in her cheeks filled out a bit Her belly was a bit rounder and jiggled visibly when Amanda wore something tight, which was happening more and more often as ALL her clothes were getting tighter and tighter. Her boobs were a bit rounder and fuller, sagging a bit whereas before they were best described as perky.

In one way Hilda was thrilled. After all, she was witnessing her best laid plans for Amanda become dazzlingly true right before her very eyes. The only problem was that MAX was not only noticing Amanda more and more, but the bigger and softer she became, the friendlier and more familiar Max got with her. Clearly Max wasn't put off by the softer, chubbier Amanda. BUT how would Max react when Amanda became genuinely FAT?

The answer to that question was short-coming. Amanda completed her residency program at DePaul and instead of going into thoracic surgery, she shifted her emphasis to pure research. This meant that her schedule would be more regular, which meant that she would find herself at the tender mercies of Hilda and her wonderfully fattening recipes.

So, Max may still be taken with Amanda, even though she had become chubby rather than lean. But, as Hilda was preparing a sinfully rich rice pudding for Amanda's dessert that evening, she chuckled to herself. "OK now Mr. Max Braverman. You're SO friendly with you former golden girl who has become slightly chubby. Let's see how you react when she gets disturbingly FAT!!".

The answer to that question would surprise all three players in this calorie-filled hospital drama!!!