Chapter 7 - getting close part one

Scott paced nervously around the bedroom. He felt unusually anxious and his thoughts raced uncontrollably.

"Idiot! The gift was too extravagant," he thought, chastising himself harshly. "Piper will probably figure out that I made the deal in bad faith and quit it altogether. God, what can I possibly do now?" He focused his thoughts and formed a solution. "Aha, Amber! She was so helpful before, perhaps I can encourage her to assuage any of Piper's doubts and concerns. I'll need to broach the subject lightly though, I don't want to expose my true intentions to her either." Scott felt his mood brighten; he loved it when a plan came together.

Two weeks later, Amber and Piper met at Cafe Luna for brunch. They hadn't seen each other in about one month and were excited to reconnect.

"Darling, you look marvelous!" Amber declared with a sophisticated tone as she moved forward to hug Piper.

As the two friends hugged they couldn't help but take note of the other's shape. Piper experienced the familiar touch and robustness of Amber's thick-body, with those massive breasts, pressing tightly against her own comparatively slight frame. Meanwhile, Amber felt surprised when she wrapped her arms around Piper and discovered that her friend's body had grown unmistakably soft and chunky.

"I see you're taking good care of yourself, dear," Amber said, glancing over Piper's expanded form. "You look happy and healthy. You've been taking my suggestions to heart then?"

Piper was still trying to get used to others commenting on her weight, though that was part of the reason she was meeting with Amber: to learn how to appreciate her growing body. She decided that being honest was a good starting place.

"Yeah, I definitely am. As you can see, I never miss a meal these days," Piper replied while patting her small pot-belly.

The two friends chuckled and sat down. They made small talk and decided on their orders: Amber chose the French toast topped with fruit while Piper went with the "Mega Meal" combo of pancakes, eggs, sausage, and potatoes. As the conversation winded down, Piper decided it was time to open up to Amber.

"Hey, this is gonna sound weird but here it goes: I'm having trouble getting used to all of this," Piper declared, as she gestured vaguely at herself. "I...I've never been this big before. I figured I'd ask you for advice because..."

"I'm fat?" interrupted Amber.

"No! It's just that, well, you are a bit...curvy. But you seem so confident!"

"That's a nice way to say I'm overweight."
Amber replied as Piper's face reddened.

"Please, there's no need to be embarrassed; I'm not ashamed. I know what you mean though. Once upon a time I was a scrawny thing, just like you."

"Really?" Piper blurted out. She flushed with embarrassment, while Amber scowled at her. Piper struggled to believe what she had just heard. Amber was so thickly proportioned, with her soft face and double chin, wide hips, meaty arms and thighs, ample behind, and of course, sizeable breasts and belly that swayed with each step, it was difficult to her imagine as anything other than the buxom beauty that she was.

"Yes, really. When I started gaining, I was mortified. However, as the review assignments and pounds piled on, so too did new sensations. I felt more womanly as I watched all of my features blossom and develop. I received more respect, both from others and myself, as being large literally increased my presence. But most of all, I felt more satisfied than I had ever been in my life."

Amber paused for a moment as she completed reminiscing; she looked almost wistful. "Have you ever felt that way, Piper?"

Piper bit her lip as she reflected over the past few months. If she was being honest, there were definitely times where she had, either consciously or unconsciously, reveled in her gluttony and growing body. She couldn't deny herself those feelings any longer.

"I..." Piper stammered. She then quickly, almost desperately uttered, "Yes. Yes, I've felt those things too. All of them."

"What have you enjoyed, specifically?" Amber asked, hoping that Piper would disclose more.
"It's hard to describe, but I enjoy the feeling of taking up more space. It's like, I matter more because there's actually more of me, you know? Also, this sounds so weird, but I kind of like the surrender aspect of it all. Like, I have desires and there's no need to fight them, I just act. I guess I've always leaned that way, but now I'm really going whole hog." The two friends laughed and when they settled down Piper added sheepishly, "Does that make sense?"

"Yes! Remember what I said months ago? It still holds. You've repressed your feelings for so long and now you're finally allowing yourself to experience and live them out. You should be really proud." Amber replied with a warm smile.

"Thanks. I...couldn't have done it without you. But, how can I keep feeling that way?" Piper asked.

Just then the waitress stopped by with their meals. Once she was out of sight, Amber answered Piper's question.

"Why, just keep eating, of course..."

Piper left feeling fuller than she had in recent months, which was saying something. As she buckled her seatbelt, she looked down and saw her bloated gut spilling over her jeans. She watched curiously as the round, globe of flesh rise slowly up and down with each breath. Piper expressed her satisfaction by letting loose a deep, unladylike belch. Any suspicious thoughts of Scott and the deal were forgotten, for the moment. Instead, Piper began to wonder where she would find her next meal.