Chapter 6 - piling it on

Prior to Valentine's day, Scott had occasional doubts of whether his master plan would actually succeed. Now, however, he knew the Piper was well on her way to becoming a full-fledged fatty; the die had been cast. With each passing day, she seemed to throw herself more and more into the deal, flaunting her slowly expanding form and becoming increasingly interested in the foodie lifestyle. Scott hoped that she was heading down a rabbit hole from which she would never escape. He figured the best course of action was to gently nudge her and then sit back and enjoy the show.

Piper sat on the couch wearing a snug t-shirt and sweatpants, her trusty bag of Ruffles potato chips at her side. On her days off work, she had fallen into a lazy routine of watching cooking shows and pigging out on whatever snack food she could grab. As the chefs slaved away at their magnificent and creative dishes, Piper sat transfixed, mindlessly munching on handful after handful of chips. During a commercial break, she regained some of her focus and looked down at her growing middle. Lifting up her shirt, she saw that her belly folded in small, but definite rolls of flesh.

"That's new," Piper thought to herself, as she curiously poked her new flabbiness. She ran her fingers, oily from the chips, in between her skin folds, grabbing and squeezing the extra flesh playfully. Her shirt was covered in crumbs from the way she greedily ate the chips. Piper was secretly intrigued by the changes in her body and behavior, but part of her still clung to her "old ways". After all, it had only been a few months since she began the deal.

"I've gotten so lazy recently," she said to Scott who was on the computer in the kitchen. "Maybe I should go for a run?"

"Be my guest," Scott said. "Though I wonder if you're up to the task. It's been awhile."

It was true, Piper had been quite sedentary since her gym accident in October and now it was late February. Still, she had been able to run 2 miles consistently before then, so perhaps she still retained some of her athleticism. She decided to give it a shot.

"Bah, I've got this," Piper replied dismissively. The outline of Piper's expanded middle was on full display as she put on her undersized athletic wear; her enlarged breasts overflowed from her tiny sports bra. She headed to the community gym and hopped on the treadmill. Her footsteps clanged heavily and uncomfortably against the machine as Piper reached full speed. Hoping to distract herself, she turned on the television to watch an episode of "Food Paradise" called "Pie Paradise" and quickly became engrossed.

As Piper ran, she was bombarded by repeated quick cuts and close-up footage of all variety of pies, each flaky, warm, and luscious-looking. She began to breathe heavily, huffing and puffing as though she had just run a few miles. She was sweating and felt a cramp in her side.

"Damn, I must have lost track of time, I bet I've been at this for a while," Piper thought to herself. She looked down at the treadmill's control panel for the first time since beginning. The time showed that only 10 minutes and 30 seconds had elapsed.

"Are you kidding me!?" she thought, "I can at least make it to 15 minutes...right?" Piper kept going, her eyes transfixed on the TV. Image after image of delicious looking pies flashed on the screen. Piper's mouth watered and her belly, which bounced softy with each plodding step, grumbled in response. Her eyes glanced down at the timer, then back to the TV; only a few more seconds had elapsed. "Ugh..." she groaned aloud.

Scott was startled as Piper threw open the front door. She panted heavily as sweat dripped down her red face; she was clearly exhausted. Almost immediately, Piper stomped her way to the kitchen and began digging through the cupboards.

"That didn't last long. Remember when the gym was like a second home for you?" Scott teased. He watched as Piper stopped her intensive search to respond to him.

"Yeah, well, I guess my new home is the kitchen, okay?" Piper replied exasperated. Now, are you going to stand there or help me find the mixing bowl? I have a sudden urge to bake a pie..." As Scott questioned her about the gym, Piper was careful to omit the embarrassing fact that she had only managed to run for 14 minutes.

Several weeks passed and Piper's slow metamorphosis continued. Her inactivity (besides cooking) and growing appetite were taking their toll and by late March she added a few more pounds. One day while dressing for work, Piper realized that her changes were becoming increasingly noticeable. She stood naked in front of her vanity, taking stock of her softening form.

"Looks like my butt finally decided to join the party," she thought, eyeing herself in the mirror as she stood sideways. Her once flat bottom now had a definite curve to it and her hips were wider too. Piper faced away from the mirror and scratched the top of her butt cheeks. Looking over her shoulder, she watched the extra flesh jiggle in response. A strange and sudden pang of arousal hit her and she scratched harder. The feeling overtook her as she slapped her own ass then shouted, "Look at that booty bounce!"

Piper was shocked at her outburst and quickly snapped back to reality. "What is wrong with me?" she thought, puzzled by what she had just done. Looking back at the mirror, she placed two hands on her pooch and wondered, "Am I...enjoying this?" Pushing the idea out of her mind, she put on her nursing scrubs and headed off to work.

During her shift that night, Piper was at the nurse's station when she bent over to get something out of the cabinet near the ground. As she did so, her backside bumped a nearby medical cart, causing it to slide into a fellow nurse and good friend of Piper.

"Woah, be more careful with that badonkadonk!" the nurse teased. "I'll give you a pass this time because you're still getting used to it."

Piper turned from the cupboard to face her friend and said, "Uh, excuse me?"

Another nurse who was nearby and also a friend of Piper joined in. "Yeah honey, don't think we haven't noticed that you've plumped up a bit lately. I mean you used to be all skin and bones, but now look at you!" she said, squeezing one of Piper's love handles.

Piper could feel her face turn red with embarrassment. She began to stutter out some weak excuse to explain herself but the first nurse cut her off.

"Piper, don't worry about it. Whatever's going on is only your business," the nurse said comfortingly. "Frankly, I think you look even sexier now and you were a 10/10 before!"

"You...really think so?" Piper replied, still feeling a bit insecure.

"Absolutely," answered the second nurse. "You look hot! I wish I had curves like that. So when we tease you just know it's because we're jealous!"

"Haha, okay," Piper replied as a smile returned to her face. "Just try to keep it pretty tame, okay? No 'Pudgy Piper' or anything like that, alright?"

"Hey, that's a good one!" said the first nurse, as the three friends laughed together.

Before long, it was April and Easter morning had arrived. Scott sat at the kitchen table while Piper cooked a massive breakfast. They both ate heartily and felt stuffed to the gills. Scott decided that now was the time to spring his Easter surprise. He pulled out a plastic egg with the words "Kitchen - 1" on it and handed it to Piper.

"Happy Easter, sweetie," he said cheerfully. "I made a little Easter egg hunt for you this year, just because I'm such a nice guy."

Piper took the egg and opened it to see that it was full of peanut M & Ms. "Oh, my favorite!" she said excitedly.

"I know," Scott replied. "And there's more too. Each egg will tell you where in the house the next one is located; there's 7 in total. Have fun!"

Piper was a little surprised that Scott would go to the trouble of setting up something like this, but she knew that he loved activities that involved planning and thinking. Plus, how could she say no to her favorite candy? She set off on the hunt, going through the kitchen until she found the next egg hidden behind the microwave. She went into the living room next and eventually the rest of the house. Scott hid the eggs so well that Piper could hardly resist snacking on some M & Ms while she searched. At last, she found the 7th egg, which directed her to the patio.

"I thought there were only 7?" she asked.

"There are, but there's a special surprise on the patio," he replied.

Piper went outside to find a huge, 2-foot-tall chocolate Easter bunny surrounded by a dozen plastic eggs which, she presumed, were all filled with M & Ms. Looking at the packaging she saw that the bunny was composed of 5 pounds of solid chocolate.

"Haha, oh wow!" Piper exclaimed. "This is incredible. You are such a thoughtful sweetheart!"

"It was nothing," Scott replied, modestly.

"No, it was definitely something! You went through a lot of trouble to do all of this. I feel bad not getting anything for you."

"Don't worry about it."

"Please, what can I do for you?" Piper begged.

"Oh I don't need anything. I just hope you like your present, that's all," Scott said.

Piper eyed him somewhat suspiciously. She had a feeling that there was more to this gift than she realized, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. As far as she was concerned, the deal was still active and if she gained 35 pounds, they would stay at this place, something Scott really didn't want to do. He obviously wanted her to gain weight, but not so much that they would have to stay here...right? But then why would he give her such an enormous gift that would help her along?

Piper felt that she could spend the rest of the day dwelling on these conflicting thoughts. For now, she chose to unbox the bunny and took a large bite of his solid chocolate ear. Between mouthfuls she looked at Scott and said, "I love it."