chapter 2 - 1/2

I woke up in an almost total darkness, unsure where I was. Confused I started to look around the dark shapes I saw, before the realization came. Oh… I’m in my new home, in Prague, somewhere in Europe. Suddenly awake, I didn’t think I would fall asleep again easily and since I was a bit thirsty, I decided to go get a glass of water.



Stepping out of the room I noticed there was a bit of light shining into the corridor. Seems like it's coming from the kitchen. I thought, walking closer to the source of light carefully, trying to make as little noise as possible. I didn’t want to wake up anyone on my first night here, especially since it must have been way past midnight already.



The light was indeed coming from the kitchen. Still stepping silently, I entered the spacious room and spotted Sophie. I immediately noticed how inadequate her pajamas were. Her huge, but nicely shaped bosom was filling the top entirely, leaving most of her jiggly belly uncovered, with the exception of her lower belly roll, that was safely tucked inside her too small shorts. Seeing her like this I realized there was a good chance, she was already larger than her older sister. Sophie didn’t notice that I came inside, too busy with choosing which tub of ice-cream she was gonna take. I wasn’t sure what to do, because I didn’t want to startle her. It didn’t work out though. Sophie turned around, gasped upon seeing me and almost dropped her ice-cream. “Hi.” I said raising my hand in a little wave. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“I-It’s alright. I-” It was at that moment Sophie realized what she was wearing. Her face turned crimson red with embarrassment and she tried in vain to hide her huge body with her small free hand. “Stop looking at me, I’m disgusting!” Sophie whimpered, tears forming in her eyes. As it turned out, the most gluttonous member of the family was the only one who had problem with their size.

“You’re not disgusting, don’t say that.” I said, slowly stepping closer. My mother would agree with you though… I thought.

Sophie gave me a doubtful look through the tears that were now streaming down her face. “Just last week was my eighteenth birthday and I weighed 170 kilos already! That’s 50 kilos more than Betty at that age and I’m probably even fatter by now! I bet you’ve never seen anyone my age this fat!” Sophie said, sobbing hysterically.

“Of course, I did!” I lied. Smiling, I laid my hand on Sophie’s shoulder, almost surprised by just how soft it felt beneath my fingers.

“I’m just so hungry all the time! I wake up every night and need to go eat something just to be able to fall asleep again!” She ranted, ignoring me. Sophie sat down, opened the tub of ice-cream and started to shovel it into her mouth. “Just look at me! Here I am saying all this to a complete stranger, because I don’t even have any friends to talk to! Everybody hates me because of how fat I am and all I do is stuff my face, getting even fatter.” Sophie said before pushing another large scope into her mouth.

I didn’t really know what to say, being out of my depth completely. “You… you can always talk to your parents and your sister. I’m sure they would listen.” I said.

“Yeah, yeah.” Sophie rolled her eyes. “They would say there’s nothing wrong with being fat and that I shouldn’t worry.”

“But there is nothing wrong with being fat!” I said with more conviction than I felt.

“Yeah? If that’s the case, why don’t you eat this ice-cream and start ruining that perfect figure of yours!” Sophie hissed, pushing the tub to me.

“Don’t mind if I do.” I said pulling the ice-cream to me. To be honest, watching Sophie stuff her face made me crave the sweet delight. It must have been years since the last time I had ice-cream and I had to admit the taste far surpassed my already high expectations. Spoonful by spoonful I dug into it, lost in a world of my own. The tub was empty sooner than I would have liked. Only then I remembered the circumstances of my gorging. I pushed the now empty container to Sophie. “There, you happy?”

Sophie looked as if it was hard for her to believe I just devoured half of the large tub of ice-cream. “One time doesn’t mean anything.” She said finally.

“Well… we can meet here for a midnight snack every night if that will convince you.”

“You would do that? Really? But what if you’ll get fat?” Sophie asked in disbelief.

“Then I’ll be fat!” I said chuckling. “I’m telling you, there are more important things in life than a perfect figure, to which, by the way, I’m currently nowhere near to anyway. I mean my ass is almost as big as yours!” I chuckled.

Sophie frowned, contemplating what I told her.

Looking at Sophie in her inadequate pajamas gave me an idea. “Hey, do you think you have any pajamas I could borough?” I asked, realizing I fell asleep in my clothes.

Sophie snapped out of her thoughts. “Yeah, sure. Come with me to my room.”



I didn’t really know what to expect Sophie’s room to look like, but I definitely didn’t expect what I saw. I expected maybe some plushie in her bed and some anime posters on the wall as she seemed like the type... There were some posters on the wall, alright, but they were of some metal bands I never even heard of. The floor was covered with a mixture of dirty clothes and empty wrappers. Sophie's not too big on cleaning apparently. Her face turned red in embarrassment. “Sorry for the mess.” She blurted and waddled to the big pile of clothes in the corner, I haven’t noticed at first. “These are all the clothes that don’t fit me anymore…”



“So, how do I look?” I asked, striking a pose with my hands on my hips. The pajamas were clearly too big for me. The shorts were too loose around my waist, holding on only thanks to my big butt and the baggy top was falling down to my thighs.

“You look ridiculous!” Sophie laughed.

It was so great to see her smile, instead of bowling her eyes out. I sat down on the bed next to her. I wasn’t sure whether it was a good idea to open that wound again, but I felt she needed to talk with someone about her issues. “You said you don’t have any friends… Do you want to talk about it?” I asked, hoping I didn’t fuck up completely.

Sophie’s face dimmed before she took a deep breath. “I guess so? I mean, I don’t want to bother you with my problems…” She said, averting her gaze.

I touched her hand. “Hey, I asked. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t want to know.”

Sophie sighed, struggling to open up to a stranger. All I could do at this point was to give her an encouraging smile. “It’s just. I… Everybody in my class hates me. Even the teachers hate me and it’s all because I’m fat!” She said. “I can understand my classmates don’t want me on their team in P.E. class, but they act like I was contagious! As if they would get fat by just talking to me. I feel like I’m worse than the plague! I don’t have anyone to talk to and when I finally build up the courage to say something, all I get is verbal abuse and demeaning comments…” Sophie went silent as if all that she built up inside of her was suddenly released.

I started to pat her shoulder. “That’s horrible! I’m so sorry! Nobody deserves to be treated like that, especially not a nice and sweet girl like you.” I was surprised when Sophie hugged me, because she seemed less inclined to getting physical than her sister and mom. Besides, I barely said anything. My body was getting swallowed by her soft flesh and I realized just how small I was next to her. Her arms as large as most people’s legs enveloped my body and she squeezed hard, forcing the air out of my lungs. She could crush me if she’d want to! I realized, gasping for air. The hug must have lasted only a few seconds, but it felt much longer than that. I guess the lack of oxygen does that with the time perspective. We spent a better part of an hour talking before deciding to go to sleep.