chapter 2

Beth awoke slowly. She felt like she had been out cold for days. She quickly realized she was still at Vincent's apartment, and in his bed, no less. She tried to remember the previous night, but could only recall bits and pieces. She remembered Vincent promising to make her into a real woman. And she remembered drinking that awful-tasting milkshake. She forgot about the weight gain part, until she tried to get out of bed, that is. Her stomach felt weird and when she looked down she saw that her belly was sticking out a bit, like she had just finished a big meal. She put her hand on her bulging belly and found it to be quite soft. It jiggled slightly when she touched it, something she was not used to at all. She was appalled by the Buddha belly she was growing. That's when she remembered what Vincent had said about putting on weight. She quickly stood up out of bed and examined the rest of her body for signs of flab. She felt her butt jiggle a little bit and wondered if it was in her head or if her derriere had grown, too. She looked down at her breasts and, while she didn't think they looked bigger, she could feel her bra digging into her skin, which she decided must mean she had gained a little "upstairs." In fact, her thong felt kind of snug around her hips, too. She looked around the room for a mirror, but there were none to be found. She attempted to find one in the bathroom, but found that the door was locked. As she wondered about where else she might have gained, Vincent appeared in the doorway.

"So, how does my growing girl feel this morning?" he asked.

"Guess I have gained some weight" Beth said. "It can't be that much though, at least from what I can see. How much damage did that shake do exactly? Like, five pounds?"

"Let's find out" replied Vincent as he pointed to the corner of the room where a scale laid on the floor. "Go ahead, step on the scale."

"Why don't you have any mirrors in your apartment?" she asked jokingly as she strolled to the scale. She wasn't too worried. She'd gained five pounds before, and she'd always been able to drop the weight in no time. She stepped onto the scale and watched the needle climb passed her normal 117 pounds and stop at 133.

"This is not my apartment," he said plainly, a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Oh my god!" she shrieked as she stared at the numbers on the scale. She was so shocked that she hadn't heard Vincent's response to her question. "How could I have gained 16 pounds in one night?!"

Vincent walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "It is my own special formula that packs on the pounds rather quickly. But make no mistake, you look lovely, my dear. You carry the weight very well. Turn around and let daddy see you" he instructed as he rubbed her bloated belly. "And take off that bra, it's too small for you."

Beth was disgusted by her gain, but she was even more enchanted by Vincent, and turned towards him and removed her bra as she was told to do. He looked her over and patted her belly, then cupped her left breast. Beth wondered if her breasts were resting a little lower than usual or if it was just her imagination.

"Your breasts are already losing some of their youthful firmness" said Vincent. "That is a good sign that you're moving away from being a little girl and moving towards womanhood."

Vincent walked around behind her and slapped her ass, which jiggled around in response. Beth stood silently, blushing. She was really turned on by all of this.

"You are making excellent progress, Beth" said Vincent. Then he frowned and said "No. This won't do" before walking over to the dresser. Beth wondered what he had seen that displeased him. He returned a moment later with a pair of scissors, which he handed to Beth.

"You need to cut your hair" said Vincent bluntly. "Only girls have hair this long, not women. Besides, we wouldn't want to cover up that beautiful face and those chubby cheeks, would we?"

That last part stuck with Beth, and she wondered how much of the new weight had gone to her face. Those thoughts were quickly lost among her desire to please Vincent. Her hands gripped the scissors and seemed to move up towards her head on there own. She hesitated for a moment. She loved her long, golden hair.

"Be a good girl for Daddy" said Vincent, goading her on. "Don't you want to please me and become a beautiful woman?"

Beth felt the hair that had been resting on her right shoulder fall away.