Chapter 2 - headed home

Jess could feel the laptop inside her bag as she boarded her flight home, could feel it even though she had slapped it closed and buried it deep in her backpack. Passing onto the plane and considering the long flight ahead of her, she could not help but regret not putting her laptop away with her checked baggage. It would be a constant temptation now as she flew, her trepidation and curiosity clashing with one another with little chance for outside detraction. Hefting her backpack up over her shoulder, and re-positioning it, Jess prepared to wade into couch class and find her seat. The hand of the curvy flight attendant was a surprise to Jess as she stopped her at the curtain. The touch was on the side of her belly, meant to halt her progress but was also oddly intimate for a stranger. The woman smiled and asked if she was Jessica. Disheveled Jess could feel her plump cheeks turn a bit red as she nodded at the woman, realizing just how deep in her thoughts she must have been. The kindly slight attendant smiled unceasingly as she explained to Jess that she had been upgraded to first class. With a wink, and a motion towards her new seat the woman explained that the wi fi connection up here was much better.

Needless to say, the situation had left Jess somewhat perturbed, not sure why she would have been upgraded to first class and even more concerned by the smiling stewardesses reference to an internet connection. Not liking the way she felt just then, Jess packed the bag away in the overhead and was relieved when the laptop was safely locked away. After she was settled in, and had taken an on flight snack as well as her third cocktail, Jess was feeling a bit better. There was a movie playing now, and though Jess hadn't even paid closed enough attention to it to know film it was, she enjoyed the sound in the background and the distraction. After a time she dozed off, the cocktails getting to her head a bit. She didn't fight hte urge to close her eyes, cutting an 8 hour flight down any amount seemed agreeable to her. The light jostling of the plane mixed with the whispers of those around her served as a fitting lullaby and she was surprised some time later when she was awoken by a strange heat spreading across her thighs.

Clearing the fog from her eyes, Jess looked down at her soft thighs in her too tight jeans, only to find that spread across them was her laptop, the heat from within spreading out onto her plump lap. She looked about and saw the Stewardess smiling as she came by to drop of another cocktail and some more items to snack on. Jess blushed again, her cheeks turning crimson as she looked down at the screen. The website from earlier, the so called CrossRoads was pulled up and across it was a welcome message asking Jessica if she enjoyed her seat upgrade. She began to click around, trying to find out if this was some sort of prank. She found that according to the site, and despite having no recollection of doing so, she had apparently not only created an account, but made several posts and as well as two updates to her own gain. Oddly, these numbers were inaccurate, depicting first a gain of ten pounds, logged in three months ago, and then a gain of fifteen just last week. Running the numbers quickly in her head, Jess estimated that a gain like that would have her heading home at 180 rather than the 155 she knew herself to be. Wrinkling her nose, Jess opened another window and adjusted her rump in the seat, suddenly less comfortable than she was. She absentmindedly tugged down her t shirt as she continued to read the page over. How could she not remember all of this? And what would possibly possess her to lie about gaining so much weight? She laughed to herself considering what her sisters would have to say if she did come home at 180 lbs, putting on so much weight so suddenly.

Jess had never been very nice about her curves when it came to her two sisters, and though neither Laura or Samantha were large girls, their bodies tended to teeter on the edge of chubby. And the silver tongued Jess had always had something to say about her sisters lack of control. Names like butterball, tubby, piglet, and pork chop were common among them, and though it was hardly malicious, Jess had no intention of being on the heavier side of names such as those.

As Jess looked over her ghostly profile she noticed a new message icon at the top of the screen. Clicking on it, Jess noticed that it was from the admins of the site. She read it over, uncomfortable as they asked again if she enjoyed the new seat, and now talking about how this was not the only thing she had won by logging on this day. The site said it had a wonderful offer and all she had to do in order to make her dreams come true was to click on the link at the bottom of the message, Growing up in the age of the internet had taught Jess not to trust anything of the sort and so she closed the page out,grabbed the top of the laptop and slapped it closed. And that is when everything changed.

She could see it now, could tell why she was so uncomfortable in her pampered seat. She could feel the looks of those around her as she shuffled in her seat and tried to stand to go to the rest room. She had to adjust her rump to stand up, had to suck in her tummy to make sure she didnt knock into the person in front of her. She tugged her shirt down as hard as she could and felt it slip back up around her midriff and expose her belly button. Squeezing past the smiling flight attendant Jess could see the woman was standing with quite a pleased look on her face. In the rest room Jess could hardly believe what she saw in the thin, long mirror. The 180lb status from the web site was looking more and more true! Her clothes hardly fit her now, as her tummy slipped out of her T, and her breasts strained the material stretched tight across them. Her bra was ready to snap, and she wanted to kick herself in the ass for wearing clothes that were so tight even at 155. Her yoga pants were stretched thin, and her soft greedy thighs threatened to tear through while her rump was already popping out the top.

Jess heard the buzzing rumble of her phones vibration and in a frenzy pulled the device out. Looking it over she was dismayed by the text message she had just received, linking her smartphone back to the offer. This time the message had a count down of 2 minutes, and at the bottom, it had two options, one was to accept the offer, and the other was to view the alternative. Opening the link in a new tab, Jess saw that it was a filled out weight gain update for just one hour from now. It was complete, and ready to be sent, and in the box that reported pounds, Jess saw that she would be gaining 50 lbs in the next hour if she did not accept the offer. With tears in her eyes, Jess closed this tab out and dragged the mouse down the bottom of the page. She navigated the next few windows, clicking on boxes and giving her consent to things the tabs only hinted at. At the bottom of the fifth page Jess slowly typed her name out, and then sat there, thousands of feet above ground, and clicked on the final link, accepting the offer from the CrossRoads.