Chapter 3 - 3

And so Ally spent the rest of the afternoon pigging out on donuts and watching cartoons. Just one more she kept saying donut after donut. But one became two which became three and so on. There were only three donuts left by the time she started to get quite full, but that wasn't enough to stop her. Each donut seemed more impressive than the last. A pink frosted donut actually had little jellied lollies baked right into it!

She was getting VERY full by the time she reached the last donuts. She felt a little uncomfortable, full of regret for eating so much, and all that food had made her quite thirsty but she was feeling too unmotivated to get up. So to cheer herself up she ate the last one anyway. Mmm good she smiled guiltily. Her belly was tight and full against her white chocolate stained top.

As the day slowly dragged on, without the activity of eating to keep her occupied, she began to get restless. The pain in her foot seemed to have returned although not quite as bad as before. The cold pack had warmed up a little and needed replacing. So she just sat there watching the TV feeling a little sorry for herself. For some reason she couldn't stop glancing at the empty donut box on the table. Despite having eaten so much she found herself licking her lips and craving more, feeling sad that there were none left every time it caught her gaze. She was getting very thirsty, but was also feeling too tired to get up and deal with hobbling.

A bit later in the afternoon a knock at the door startled her. A friendly voice called out,

"Hi. It's just me, from next door, checking to see how you're doing, I brought you some supplies..."

Ally quickly hid the box behind the couch in a mad panic and licked her fingers clean.

"U-um, it's open!" she called out, finding herself to be a little excited on the off chance that those supplies contained something delicious to munch on.

Noah let himself in, "How ya feeling soldier?" he said cheerfully as he placed a rather large number of shopping bags on her kitchen counter.

"Not bad, still hurts like hell though," she replied with a sigh.

"Well I got you another cold pack, see if that helps," he handed it to her already wrapped in a tea towel and took the warmer one and put it in her freezer.

"Ah that's much better, thank you. Uh, what's in all the bags?" she inquired curiously.

Noah paused, he wanted to blurt out that he'd noticed what a completely helpless glutton she'd been earlier, and how excited he suspected it had made her to get caught out, and now he simply couldn't help himself, he wanted to have a little fun. But instead he smiled and said,

"Just some essential supplies I thought you might need, and a little feel good food to keep your spirits up."

He began to fill her fridge with all kinds of food from the plastic bags and then opened one of the larger boxes.

"I figured you probably didn't feel like cooking so I went ahead and made you a few pizzas. Should be enough here to last you a several days, hopefully you'll be on your feet again by then."

The last bag contained a cooler. He carefully brought it over to her and placed it beside the couch.

"There's some chilled water, save you getting up. You should try to rest your ankle as much as possible, and there's a little surprise in there too so be careful when you open it," he winked.

Ally smiled, a little taken back by all the trouble he'd gone to but was kind of excited all the same. Her shopping chore for the week was done and he'd given her most of what she needed to be comfortable.

Just as he left he arranged some of her furniture, a couple of bar stools and a high backed chair a line from the couch to the hallway so that she had something to lean on and support her weight for trips to the kitchen and bathroom.

"Now I couldn't find any decent painkillers in my medicine cabinet but I happened to notice that little doll there," here signalled to a cool little figurine who happened to have a hairstyle in the exact shape of a hemp leaf and appeared to be casually smoking a joint, "I was thinking about making some magic brownies later, if you'd like some I thought they might be good for the pain."

Ally grinned raising her eyebrows, "I think I'm going to really enjoy having you as a neighbour," she laughed, and so did he.

"Okay there's some space-cakes in the second box and I'll bring over the brownies tomorrow when they're done. Good luck, if you need anything at all don't hesitate to give me a ring, my number is on the side of all the bakery boxes," he smiled and left her to it.

Ally curiously opened the box with the space-cake and took a bite. It was as delicious as she expected. The man was a culinary genius! Before long Ally found herself feeling nice and high. It had been a little while since she'd had any weed and it felt like strong stuff. She lay on the couch smiling, happy that her ankle now seemed to barely hurt at all.

Suddenly Ally's stomach began grumbling hungrily. Despite all the donuts she'd crammed into it that afternoon, she found herself intensely craving more food. The pizza's looked really good so she warmed up the oven. In the cooler was only a single bottle of water, the rest of it was packed full with ice-cream and several large milkshakes of varying flavours. Also a large chocolate fudge sundae with whipped cream and a cherry on top that looked simply divine.

She almost didn't know where to start!

A couple of hours later and Ally had made a complete pig out of herself. It was as if giving in to the donuts had pulled the pin on the grenade of her appetite, now she felt free to just let loose into a gorging frenzy. It reminded her of how she used to just eat and eat until she could barely move back when she was a very fat little growing teenager. Before she even thought about what she was doing she'd stuffed herself completely full of pizza, gulped down way too many of the milkshakes and amazingly still found room to stuff the large chocolate fudge sundae in as well. It was so good. Sinful. Almost erotic.

Oh my god I wish I could live like this all the time! she thought to herself with a blissful smile on her chubby cheeks.

A few hours, and several tubs of ice-cream from the cooler later, Ally moaned to herself clutching her swollen belly, feeling so overstuffed that the pain in her ankle was completely drowned out. She fell asleep feeling very content, and a lot happier that she had in quite some time. If only she realised that with every bite of Noah's delicious food she was becoming more and more addicted. The little glutton of her childhood and teenage years was reawakening into a ferocious food hungry monster.

Over the next few days Noah started dropping by daily to check on Ally. He spent a little longer there with each visit, hanging out to keep her company while she recovered. They started getting high together and spent hours chatting, rapidly becoming good friends.

Since Noah noticed Ally was going through the food supplies so quickly, he always brought more to replenish them, and always included a few of his special brownies. Ally certainly wasn't complaining. A few binges weren't going to hurt, in her mind she was happily planning her exercise routine for the day that her ankle was fully healed.

A couple more days of rest and relaxation will do me some good, she grinned to herself as she stuffed a rather large chocolate muffin smothered in butter into her greedy mouth. Truthfully Ally's ankle was nearly already completely healed, but she'd convinced herself that it was still sore enough not to risk putting any weight on it and so continued to spend all day lazing about on the couch watching TV.

Noah was captivated by his gorgeous neighbour. She was funny and smart, he felt they'd really bonded as friends, but then there was her appetite. She was insatiable. How on Earth she wasn't twice the chubby size that she was he'd never know. He was also very certain her ankle was better by now, he'd caught her walking normally once or twice, which meant she was kind of slightly exaggerating the injury to make sure she had an excuse to laze around while he brought boxes of food over to her on the couch!

Haha what an adorably lazy little glutton! he thought. He was certainly only to happy to oblige. He just couldn't help himself from wanting to know how far she was going to take this nearly two week long junk food binge. He found himself becoming a little obsessed. It seemed not an hour went by where he was either baking or at least planning the next batch of delicious treats for her to enjoy in the back of his mind. He found himself dreaming of her eating in his sleep, becoming ever more sinfully greedy and gluttonous, imagining her getting fatter and fatter. Shamefully fat. Disgracefully obese!

And so the days went by. With him bringing her food each morning, her lazing about all day gorging herself on his delicious freshly baked treats, and then the two of them getting high on magic brownies in the evening and hanging out over dinner. They formed such a routine that even long after Ally's ankle was better Noah continued to bring her treats on a daily basis.

Ally had been having an amazing couple of weeks. She knew it was wrong, she knew she should be trying to get back in shape but a combination of being high all the time, Noah's food being just so sinfully delicious and tempting, and then even more curiously she'd found herself to be in a state of perpetual arousal. She almost couldn't believe it, like she was living a dream or an alternate reality. All she knew is that right now she didn't want it to end. She was becoming more addicted to eating than ever before in her life. She'd noticed Noah's subtle glances at her waistline, at the plumpness of her thighs. She really had gotten very chubby this year. He seemed especially interested in her body whilst she was eating.