chapter 3: progress (or intelligence)

As weeks turned into months, Lila’s appetite kept growing. Now, a regular meal would leave her hungry and wanting more. She always had a snack ready, just in case some room was made in her stomach. Although her parents had encouraged her on that route and told her that food would not be a problem, they now started to find it hard to have enough food to satiate their daughter. However, they continued helping her because the idea of their daughter making it to the Great Council would be a dream come true. As she gained weight, Lila’s boobs and ass continued getting bigger. However, her fat continued accumulating mostly on her belly and her love handles. When she sat, her belly went over her waistband and hid completely the button of her pants. She was now very chubby and had nothing to envy of her fellow Second-Tier members. At 186 pounds, she was closely becoming one of the fattest girl in her school, comprising only other Second-Tier members, however. Although she was very proud of her growth, she was still nowhere near the First-Tiers she saw walking in the streets.

One day, she went to buy food at the bakery for her night stuffing. When she put the cookies, cake, donuts and the pie on the counter, the bakery owner looked at her with big eyes.

“Wow, Lila, that must be quite a party you are having tonight,” he said, laughing.

“Well… actually it’s only for me.” Lila replied, feeling a little embarrassed. “You see, I am trying to gain enough weight to be selected for the Trial in 3 months. I have made good progress, but I am nowhere near how big I need to be…” She said, frowning lightly.

“Oh… Well, now that you say it, I must say that it’s true that you have filled out a little.” He said looking over the counter, looking quickly at her belly overflowing from her skirt. “You really have made good progress.”

“Thank you very much,” Lila replied with a smile.

“You know, as the owner of a bakery, I tend to see most First-Tiers quite often. And, although you are not quite as big as they are yet, you are without a doubt closing the gap quite quickly. I don’t think they have the same determination you have, I have never seen any of them buy as much food as you just put on my counter!” He said, laughing heartily.

Lila laughed with him, happy for the encouragement. As she took all her food, preparing to leave, the owner whispered: “By the way, I should probably not be telling you this, but… I have it on good authority that your transformation has attracted some very powerful eyes.”

As Lila walked home, she was unsure about what to feel from this encounter. Who were those powerful eyes? Was he talking about the Council? How did he know that? Was it possible that… Her thoughts were brought to a halt when she saw two Second-Tier girls, making fun of a younger Third-Tier. They were laughing and calling her names. The Second-Tiers were none other than Tina and Brooke, the girls who had, in the past, made fun of Lila for her skinny figure. Weirdly, in the last few months, they had stopped making fun of her and their whole behavior had changed around her, for the best. Normally, Lila would not have had the confidence to intervene, but, today, she felt different.

“Give her a break.” Lila shouted, walking towards them. The Second-Tier turned around.

“Oh, come on Lila, we are just having fun.” Tina replied.

Lila thought for a second about what to say to convince them to stop. Clearly making them feel bad would not work. A light went on in her head when she thought of the only thing that those girls cared about:

“No, Tina. What I mean is you should not spend time talking to Third-Tiers.” Lila said.

Tina and Brooke’s face changed right away. Their smile was gone.

“Well, I guess that if you want the community to see you having fun with Third-Tiers, it is your prerogative…” Lila finished, knowing she had won.

“Yeah, you’re right… Whatever, we were done anyway. Let’s go Brooke,” Tina said. They both went away.

When she saw they were gone, Lila quickly put her bags down and kneeled close to the Third-Tier.

“Hey I’m really sorry for what I said… I did not mean it at all, but I knew that was the only way to make them stop. I hope you’ll forgive me for what I said. I don’t think you are below them at all. You are clearly a lot smarter and braver than they are. Actually, if I could, I would create a Fourth-Tier and put them both in it!” Lila said, laughing.

The Third-Tier smiled. “Thank you… You are a different from the other Second-Tiers I have met,” she said, getting up.

After making sure the girl was okay and sending her on her way, Lila took her bags and went on her way. However, as she turned, she saw a silhouette in a car parked just a few meters from where the altercation had occurred. However, as soon as she took a step to ask why they had not helped, the car drove away, without giving her a chance to say a word.

“That’s weird,” Lila thought. Being hungry, however, she did not give it any more thought and went home. She went straight to her bedroom and took her feast out of the bags. Maybe had she overestimated her hunger after all? Before her, there was at least 5000 calories worth of various pastries. She looked at her chubby, not yet fat enough belly and thought: “Think I need it though”. And so she opened the cookie box and started stuffing them one by one into her mouth, not taking any time to savor them. After a few minutes, the box was completely empty. She decided to move on to the donuts. As she got through the box, she started to feel full, but now was not the time to give up. Lila unbuttoned her pants and went on to the pie, managing to eat it all, although at that point her stomach was starting to ache from all the food inside of it. She took a pause looking at her bulging belly.

“Wow, you’re really starting to get big,” she thought, giving it a squeeze. “Even full, my belly still feels soft from all the fat.”

As she started playing with her belly, she got horny. She could feel her pussy becoming wet at the thought of her own fatness. She took off her shirt, and then her bra, and started playing with her breasts. She had never really had any boobs to play with when she was skinnier. Now she filled a C cup. As she got hornier, she took off her pants and panties and started rubbing her clit, softly. She had never been that wet. As she rubbed her pussy, she kept playing with her fat. Touching herself while having a full stomach was without a doubt the most erotic thing ever. She imagined herself getting bigger, getting to 200, then 300 hundred. She kept playing with herself, but started eating the cake. She wanted to get bigger. No, she needed to get bigger. As she kept pleasuring herself and stuffing herself, she imagined herself being as fat as the Prime Seven. She saw herself sitting on the central throne, her fat overflowing from it, between her legs, almost touching the floor. She imagined servants taking care of her, bringing her food, rubbing her fat for her as she gorged herself with food. At that thought, she orgasmed, her entire body shaking from pleasure.

“Only 3 more months to go,” she thought, finishing her cake.