Chapter 5: In it for the Money

Jenna had become popular… VERY popular. She had reached the #1 spot for Mukbang in a very short while; and a lot of people paid. People suggested what she should eat, how much, and what to talk about. Jenna was having the best time of her life; and she was making money doing it.

What happens when you go from being dirt poor, to suddenly making almost $100,000 a year? You spend as much of it as you can, of course, at least in Jenna's world. It had been 3 months since she saw the cash piling in. She bought new clothes, new furnishings, decor, knick knacks, you name it. Her next goal was to get a new apartment; or hell, a house!

She was tired of the two asshats that lurked outside her building, and just the overall rundown nature of her living conditions. All of her new things looked completely out of place against her old cruddy room.

She was browsing on her new computer, checking the stats on her latest video. She had only posted it yesterday, but it had already accrued thousands of views, with many donations to boot. Hundreds of comments, that she ignored of course, unless a tip was attached (of course).

She debated making another video, but she just wanted a lazy day (or rather, a lazier day than usual). Her latest was still racking in views (and dollars) so she was gonna do what she wanted.

Eat.

She ate a LOT. It was her job now, and she brought work home. She watched TV, played games, or browsed the web, and she ate while doing all of those things. Some cookies here, crackers there, ice cream for a movie, a quick bite from grub hub, another order through uber eats. She didn’t really think about anything. Money wasn’t an issue anymore; she was living a completely hedonistic lifestyle.

She didn’t know it, but she had put on 81lbs since she first created her alias “MukbangForYourBuck”. Yet somehow, even with all the weight added to her figure, she didn’t notice how large she truly was now. She was almost in a constant stupor; doing whatever she wanted whenever she wanted. She had no true responsibilities anymore; no reason to really do anything. And she embraced it.

Jenna closed her page and went to stand up.

“Unf…” She grunted slightly as she lifted herself up from her computer chair. She stood, paused, contemplating what to do. After about a minute, she landed on committing to find a new place to live… but not before ordering something off of uber eats. “I’m hungry…” she thought to herself, partially wobbling towards her couch as she scrolled on her phone for places to eat.

She had every fast food joint as a bookmark and a regular order from each, and decided to go with Taco Bell, except she added another gordita crunch to her already large order, which ended up costing her nearly $60. Her order was placed before she even made it to the couch; a combination of her fast fingers on her phone and her slow pace moving towards her seat.

Before sitting down, she realized the delivery guy would be another 15-20 minutes. A quick trip to the kitchen was needed. She huffed a bit as she browsed what food she had. A lot; all of which were snacks. She never really needed to cook anything; minus to microwave something here and there. Pretty much everything was quick and easy to either eat right away, or prep in no time. She found a pack of vanilla oreos, grabbed the whole case, and went back to the couch.

*munch munch*

*crunch*

*munch snarf munch crunch munch*

*BUZZZZZ!*

Jenna practically jumped from the couch; crumbs falling off of her as she finished the last of her cookies. She let the delivery man into the building and waited as patiently as she could for him to bring her food.

“Hey! I haven’t delivered to you in awhOA!” The delivery guy halted.

“Hey! It HAS been awhile!” Jenna replied, remembering him from her first official order as her online alias, but also confused by his sudden pause.

“Is… um…” He gave her a glance over; something Jenna was used to in her skinny days, “Are you having a party?”

“What? No!” Jenna was surprised.

“Oh… well, here’s your order” He stated, with emphasis on ‘your’.

“Thanks?” She said; still confused by his reaction.

“Man, I think I could eat maybe… half of this bag before I was full.” He awkwardly chuckled as he pointed at the smallest of 3 bags of food.

Jenna looked down at all the food she had. The man continued to speak.

“Last time I delivered to you, you only had one bag, ha…” He stuttered slightly. “You must be doing good for yourself then!”

“I am actually!” She was taking in what he had said. “I’m actually looking to move out of this hell hole.”

“Really? Any idea where?”

“Not really, no.”

“Well good luck in your search! I hope you find a nice place!”

“Thanks!” Jenna was looking down at her phone, giving the delivery driver his tip. “Here, for having delivered here a few times!”

The delivery guy felt a buzz in his pocket and checked it.

“$50?!” He exclaimed.

“I’m doing REALLY good for myself!”

“You need a regular delivery guy? I’ll come here every day if I have to!” He joked.

“If I know it’s you, I’ll tip well each time!”

“I’ll come as many times as you want me to!”

“Then you’ll be here often!” She laughed.

“Alright, well enjoy your meal!” He glanced up and down quickly trying to avoid Jenna noticing. She did.

“Thank you, you t-FUCK” She caught herself mid sentence before telling him to enjoy a meal he didn’t have.

“Hahaha!” The man laughed, “Take care!”

She watched as he went down the stairs. He was kinda cute. Odd, but cute. He was acting weird; not like most guys would around her. He wasn’t straight up cat calling her, but it seemed like he was interested. She had to check her phone to see what his name was.

“Jason.” She whispered to herself as she closed her door and went back to her couch.




He did make that comment about ordering food for a party. When she thought about it, that WAS a lot more than what she used to order. Had she really gained THAT much weight? She knew that she had gained some, but was it so noticeable? She placed her bags of food on a table and walked to her bathroom to hop on a scale.

She pressed on the scale with her foot and waited for it to register as ready. She hopped on, and waited for the digital number to reveal itself.

226.

TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX?! She WAS fat! She thought that she was maybe chubby, but FAT?! She was amazed at how blind she had been; how did she not notice? She was snapped out of her foodie stupor all at once. All the comments she ignored, all the hints she blew off. She had been in denial the whole time. “This is how people get fat!” She thought to herself.

Yet even still, her stomach growled in hunger. Rather, she was hungry BEFORE she ordered her food. Now she was STARVING. She looked at her large gut that poked outwards; surprisingly not hanging considering how far it pushed out. Her hips were engorged along with her ass. Her once perky tits now sagged slightly, though still battled gravity. She would have never DREAMED of being this large.

But her food was getting cold.

She went back to the couch and plopped a bag on her stomach. Was she really going to eat all that after seeing how fat she was now? She paused for awhile, distracting herself by looking at her mukbang profile. It only made her more hungry. She could feel pain in her gut, as if it was turning inside out. She could have a little bit of food, right? Maybe as much as she USED to be able to eat?

She grabbed a taco and took a hard bite into it. The cheese and sour cream oozed onto her newly acquired double chin. Ecstasy was the only word to describe it. She couldn’t stop herself. She felt like it was an out of body experience; watching as she demolished bag after bag until it was all gone. Her pain from having an “empty” stomach quickly became the pain of having an over swollen and stuffed gut.

She moaned and rocked back and forth on the couch. It hurt so bad, and yet, she was still feeling that pleasure she earned from eating. She let the feeling wash over her, slowly sinking more into the couch and into a deep food coma.

***

“wu-wuh?”

Jenna woke up with drool running from her lips. She flung her head left and right in confusion; looking for some sign of what time it was. It was dark out now when it had been light what felt like 5 minutes ago. She checked her phone, and saw that it read 7:30pm. She had napped for over 4 hours!

*urrrggle*

Her stomach growled.

“What?!” She gasped, grabbing her gut. She was hungry again! Not nearly like before, but she wanted more. She couldn’t stop thinking about that feeling she had. Food always made her feel good, but not like that. Usually she would just graze throughout the day, but not stuff it down her throat all at once. She wanted to do it again…

Her mind raced as she placed yet another order on Uber eats. It wasn’t nearly as large as her last one, but it was still very big; this time from Wendy’s. The last time she ordered, she had snacks to pass the time, but she felt too comfortable and too lazy to get up. She browsed her phone, trying to pass the time before her food got there. But with each passing minute, she felt more and more hungry.

WAIT.

She just thought to herself. What if Jason delivered her order again!? It didn’t dawn on her until then. She blushed in embarrassment; what if he showed up again!? She wouldn’t be able to explain her way out of it. Jason already knew she was fat, but he’d find out that she was a glutton. She was a glutton? There was no denying it; she knew what she had become. A sudden burst of sadness hit her, but was cut off.

*BZZZZZZZT*

It was the delivery guy. She looked at her phone to see the name of the delivery man… It WAS Jason! She got up as quickly as she could; groaning more now that her added weight weighed on her mentally now as well. She waddled as fast as she could to the door to buzz him into her apartment. She heard him walking up the stairs.

“Hey!” He said coming into view, “Again?”

“Ha, yeahhh…” She said reluctantly. She had nothing clever or smart to say.

“I-I said I’d be your delivery guy!” he chuckled, “I just didn’t think I’d be back this soon!”

“Yeah… Me neither,” She laughed awkwardly, “I’ve been going overboard lately… new job… not used to being able to treat myself like this.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that!” He quickly interjected. “It’s your money; do what you want with it!”

She felt a little more comfortable. She thought he’d have a much harsher take and be more judgemental, but he was being sweet.

“Well thanks!” She replied with a smile.

“You’re welcome! You don’t have to tip as well as you did last time, by the way!”

“Call me skinny and I’ll give you $100.” She responded quickly; half joking and half wanting to be lied to one more time before letting go of her former self.

“You’re skinny!”

Jenna went to her phone, and with a few short taps and swipes, $100 hit Jason's bank account.

“Holy shit Jenna!” He was shocked.

“Hey, how do you know my name?”

“Your username; see?” He showed his phone to her.

“Oh, I guess that makes sense, ha. Just making sure you’re not stalking me!”

“You’re the one who called me here, remember?” He laughed.

“True!” She laughed as well.

“Well, I’ll be seeing you soon!” He waved and laughed. He wasn’t wrong.

“Maybe tonight if I’m still hungry.” She gasped internally. She couldn’t believe she said that out loud.

“Oh, well, I-I guess, maybe!”

She could notice him fidgeting; he looked uncomfortable; as if he was trying to hide something from her. But she was too embarrassed to take too much interest.

“Well, see you tonight!” Jason left down the stairs in a hurry.

Did she say something awkward? Who was she kidding; the whole conversation they had was awkward. She was so uncomfortable… She took her bags and waddled over to her sofa to plop down.
She ate her meal, and then ate all that was left in her house. She ate her feelings, and became the most stuffed she had ever been. She thought about everything; about how much she had gained, about how hungry she was, about how much she was eating, about Jason, about how stuffed to the brim she was… There was no denying it… She may not like how large she had become, but she loooved the feeling…

She was eating for the money before, but on that day, she became addicted.