chapter 3

For the next week, Celine ignored all requests for her attendance at social events and locked herself in her home, focused intently on her work. She also concentrated on eating, anxiety ridden that Calypso would be disappointed when he saw her again at the table read within the next month. It was well known that he was difficult to work with, as those powerful, creative men usually are. Celine was beginning to enjoy eating all the caloric food her assistant would drop off daily, yet she felt extremely guilty about it. Additionally, she covered all the mirrors in her home, afraid that her fear of weight gain would affect her thoughts negatively as she studied the character. She mainly stayed in sweats the entire week, overdosing on the weight gain pills her doctor prescribed her along with Milo's extreme weight gain powder. She tried to tidy up after herself, throwing away the remnants of garbage that was left from her food intake. She was embarrassed about all the garbage as she never ate so much in her entire life. Celine was spending most of her time lounging around reading, but she figured Milo would be returning home soon so she thought it would be best to take a nice long shower and pretty herself up.

Celine walked into her huge white marble bathroom, feeling bloated and uncomfortable. She groaned and undressed herself throwing her clothes into the hamper. When she looked down at her feet she was stunned to see she now had a swollen belly, and any sign of abs were completely gone. She whimpered to herself and turned on the shower, stepping in and letting the hot water run down her now-chubby body. She lathered herself with soap, feeling the softness of her new padded frame. She ran her hands over protruding backside, letting out a soft gasp when she noticed it felt much more round and doughy. The hunger pains were starting again but she tried her best to ignore them, she felt substantially bigger and she hoped she was finally at her goal for the movie where she wouldn't have to stuff herself like she had been. All of a sudden she heard the bathroom door open, and saw Milo standing outside the shower. She poked her head out nervously, "H-hey babe, I'm coming right out, throw me a towel please?" Milo threw her the towel and noticed immediately that her face was rounder, but couldn't see her body because of the steamy glass doors. Celine tiptoed out of the shower, clenching her towel tightly around her with her wet auburn hair in a messy bun. She felt her thighs rubbing together, wobbling ever so slightly, that was a first. Milo's eyes widened slightly noticing her plumped up arms, but stayed silent and gave her a big kiss. "I-I missed you Celine, how was your week?" he asked hesitantly, knowing she probably didn't want to talk about this gain just yet. She replied sheepishly avoiding eye contact, "Oh it was okay, I didn't really leave the house I just focused on the script". As she walked to grab some clothes to wear, she felt her foot slipping on the wet floor. Unable to catch her balance, her towel fell to the ground, exposing her new chunky naked body. Milo swiftly caught her, and they both finally locked eyes. Milo tried not to look shocked when he saw the stretchmarks on her gut, or the new dimples on her meaty thighs, but he wasn't the best actor and Celine knew the look. She quickly regained her footing and stood naked in front of him, voluptuous and soft. "What?" She demanded, aggressively, waving her thick arms around. "N-n-nothing," he stammered, a bit frightened but also trying not to smirk, "You look sexy, I'm just not used to seeing you like, this curvy. I like it though. I mean I love it. It was just, you know, fast". "Whatever. Thanks I guess." She barked back, with a hostile tone. She turned around and walked into the bedroom to find some clothes. Milo couldn't help but notice her ass, it was always a bubble butt, but now..wider..fleshier. It jiggled slightly as she walked. "Dayyumm" He muttered to himself, bewildered at the growth of her body after a week.

He watched with a smirk and wide eyes as she attempted to shimmy into her size 2 seven jeans, bouncing up and down as she struggled to get the jeans past her thick thighs and ample behind. Her size small pink lace thong was even cutting into her hips, creating two bulging love handles. Celine hopped to her california king bed with the jeans half way over her bum, "Help me!", she demanded, dejected and red-faced. She laid on the bed pulling up one side, determined as hell to get these jeans on, "You pull up the other side and then I'll suck in and you button them." Milo did as she asked, but they weren't going to button over her gut. "Uh..Celine..wha-what if we just buttoned them under your...um..belly." He couldn't help but stare at the red stretch marks that recently appeared on her once perfect porcelain skin. Celine replied sucking in, "Sure, whatever! Just button them". He finally buttoned her jeans after multiple tries but they looked extremely uncomfortable. They were clearly cutting off circulation and her belly and love handles were now hanging over, not to mention her thong exposed in the back while she sat up. He threw over her small tank top and watched as she stretched it to capacity over her size D's and swollen belly. "Okay let's go to In-N-Out Burger, I'm starving," Celine's hunger pains were getting more intense and she was getting nervous. She decided tomorrow she would go back to the intended dose of pills. "In-N-Out? Do you think they have salads or grilled chicken?" Milo asked, conscious of his health. Celine just rolled her eyes. Milo couldn't believe she was going out wearing that tiny outfit but was afraid to say anything to his fiesty girlfriend in her current mental state.

When they arrived at In-N-Out Celine was clutching her tummy from the cramps. "Are you okay, Celine?" Milo asked, concerned. Celine winced, "Just get two cheeseburgers, two order of animal fries, and a chocolate milkshake...and then whatever you're getting". Milo looked shocked, "Are you sure? I think you're at the goal..." Celine whipped her head and pierced his eyes with a glare. "Ok then....Jesus," he murmured to himself.

A few minutes later, Milo walked back to the car with three bags of food and opened the door smiling, "Hey guess what? The kid in there told me his favorite movie was Battle of Death and that I'm his hero so he gave me an extra cheeseburger and fries for free! I said we didn't need it but he insisted." Celine's big blue eyes glazed over like a rabid animal, snatching the two bags from his hands, "Awesome!". She opened the bags in a hurry, almost stuffing half the cheeseburger in her mouth at once. Milo watched in horror, noticing her thick arms, swollen gut, and ketchup on the corner of her mouth - as a health freak, it was a lot for him to take in. She moaned, and with the food muffling her voice she sighed in relief, "mmmm that's better." They drove home in silence besides for the sound of her chewing. By the time they got back to her house, she had finished her whole meal plus the free meal. Still in shock, he opened the door for her as she chugged the chocolate milkshake and walked inside. Celine plopped on the couch, looking generally bloated, her round belly distended and popping out of the bottom of her tank top. She let out a grunt and peeled her jeans off. "Babe, come here and cuddle, I feel better now! Tell me about your week."

Milo sat on the couch and began talking about the photoshoot but was interrupted by Celine's hand on his inner thigh, breaking his train of thought. To his surprise, she climbed on top of him, straddling him with her thick dimpled thighs and voluptuous, soft body. She eagerly took his white tee off, and rubbed her hands down his perfectly chiseled arms and abdomen. Grabbing his hair forcefully, she pushed her plump tits into his face and gyrated her ass on his boner. He groaned with pleasure and peeled her tank top off in a hurry, feeling her belly press against his abs. She started breathing heavily, feeling her pussy throbbing in desperate need of him inside her. She whispered breathlessly into his ear followed by a sensual nibble, "fuck me Milo, I need you so badly." Celine quickly got up and bent herself over the arm of the couch, wiggling her ass in the air, waiting for him. He entered her forcefully moaning about how amazing she felt, smacking her ass and digging his fingers into her soft hips. After ten minute of sweaty, passionate sex they both collapsed on the couch.