Chapter 2

Vicki was still laying in bed later on that afternoon when Mark returned with the lasagne, he knocked loudly, but then went away. Curious by this Vicki actually ventured to her window again, and saw the big cookery bowl stood on her step by her door, so she went down to get it. Opening the door carefully she grabbed the big pot and shut the door behind her, then went into the kitchen. The smell was amazing, the aromas were delicious, she salivated as she realised how long it had been since she had eaten, and her tiny belly rumbled telling her it needed food!

Vicki grabbed a spoon out of the drawer and sat down at the table eating straight from the big bowl, it was huge, there was so much there, enough to feed a family of 4, with seconds!! She sat there and just kind of ate, eating seemed to block out all the pain she was feeling, and she kept eating, mindlessly not realising how much she had already put in her mouth. She had lost no momentum of shovelling it into her mouth when she paused and let out a little burp, and without even thinking about it she just started eating again. It was as if she was in a dream, not conscious about what she was doing.

After no time at all the huge bowl was empty, and it was only then that Vicki realised what she had done, her belly was swollen and felt sore yet she felt alive, for the first time in days she felt like getting dressed.... but decided having a shower first and washing her hair would be a good idea!

In the shower, with the hot water washing over her Vicki started to relax, she realised how messed up she felt, and she knew she had to help herself get on with life, she just wasn't sure how to go about it. She dried herself and got her self dressed, not really noticing how snug her clothes were after all that lasagne She sat down at her computer desk and turned the computer on, what a mistake. The screen saver was a picture of her and her x boyfriend. Vicki burst into tears and went and jumped back into bed!

Crying herself to sleep she tried to think about why her relationships don't work, her boyfriends were always gorgeous and they all loved having her as a 'trophy' girlfriend, she was often paraded around on their arms wearing her little mini skirts and her high heels, she did have small breasts really though, but knew what to wear to make the most out of them.

Mark sat at home wondering how Vicki was feeling this evening, he noticed that she had taken the lasagne in, maybe he could go round and get the pot back from her? No. it can wait till morning, she must still be so miserable after what had happened.

Mark wondered why it bothered him that she was OK, they had been friends for along time, he did occasionally wish that his girlfriends were more like Vicki. She was fun to be with and to chat with and she always looked cute, but not in a sexual way.

Mark went to bed that night dreaming that a fat Vicky would solve all his problems, he would have a friend and lover all in one!