chapter 2

"I can't believe I'm saying this but I feel...hungry," Lana said hesitantly. She went to the pantry and grabbed an unopened bag of potato chips.

"Woah there. Lana? Have you gone all zombie-like again?" Jeff asked as soon as Lana reached for the chips.

"No, I'm here. It's just, I know this sounds crazy but I'm starving," Lana replied as she tore open the bag and began to pop the chips into her mouth. She took a seat and leaned on the kitchen table, propping herself up with her arm and looking exasperated, all while munching on her snack.

Lana felt worried and rightfully so. She had spontaneously gained weight and when she wasn't "sleep eating", or whatever it was, her appetite was ravenous. "Jeff...what's happening to me?" she asked nervously.

"I...I don't know. It's going to be okay though."

Lana continued to gobble down the chips, feeling compelled to eat despite her mind constantly reminding her that she had just finished a pint of ice cream. She felt increasingly confused, anxious, and repulsed by what was happening to her. "How do you know that?"

"I just..." Jeff was unable to finish his initial thought as he watched Lana's body rise ever so slowly upwards, as though she were about to levitate out of her chair, despite being remained seated. "Lana, are you...getting taller?"

Lana looked down and began to cry softly. "No...it's my...my...butt! It's swelling up!" she yelled.

In a bout of frustration, Lana swatted the bag of potato chips sending it flying and scattering chips all over the floor. As soon as she realized what she'd done, she launched from her chair and began to crawl on the ground, picking up chips and eating them off the floor.

"Oh god, I can't control myself! I'm becoming such a pig!" she cried through mouthfuls of chips.

Jeff bent down to comfort Lana and as he put his arm around her, he took stock of how much she'd grown. She was still a smaller girl, and few would even consider her chubby at this point, but the extra weight had definitely changed her appearance. It was clear that she now had a backside whereas her formerly flat butt used to disappear in her pajama pants. Likewise, when Jeff placed his arm around waist, he actually had something to grasp. She was thicker, wider, and just overall stockier. Though she previously looked as though a strong breeze would blow her over, the added weight made her seem more sturdy and capable of standing her ground. Jeff couldn't help but feel a little aroused at what he saw and touched.

"You're not a pig," Jeff said calmly. "You're just...not yourself right now."

Lana steadied herself and she began to feel more in control of her emotions; her hunger seemed to settle down too. "But why? What's wrong with me?" she asked.

"Well, try to think of when this all started. What was going on?"

Lana reflected. Only about 20 minutes had passed since the changes began, though it seemed like so much longer. "I was...in bed, just lying there, looking out the window. Then all of a sudden..." It looked as though a lightbulb went on inside Lana's head. "That's it!" she exclaimed. She ran to the living room window and began to peer through the blinds.

"What?" asked Jeff, feeling left in the dark.

"The moon!"

"...What about it?"

"The first change happened right after I saw the moon. Look, it's waxing!"

As they both peered through the blinds to see the intensely bright, yellow crescent moon, Jeff became distracted by something that was happening underneath Lana's shirt.

"Uh...Lana? Are your...ahem...girls getting bigger?"

Lana stopped looking out the window and turned toward Jeff. "What do you...oh..." She cupped her breasts and felt them swell up; it felt as though she were holding two water balloons that were in the process of being filled. Although Lana barely filled a C-cup normally, there was little chance she'd have the same problem now.

"Well this feels...interesting," Lana said as she touched her enlarged breasts. In contrast to her other changes, which were met with shock and horror, she now looked intrigued. "You know, growing up, I wondered what it'd be like to have big boobs," she said while fondling her chest. "So far, it's not that bad..." She turned to look at Jeff and said, "What do you think?"

"Well, I uh..." Jeff stammered. "What were you saying about the moon again?"

Lana refocused her attention. "Oh, right. I think that it might have something to do with it. After all, I only started to change after the moonlight hit me."

"You think the moon is causing all of this?" Jeff asked, waving his finger up and down Lana's enlarged frame.

"Who knows, but so far it seems like the more moon waxes..." she gulped, "the more I seem to grow."

Between her swollen belly and breasts, Lana was starting to fill out her formerly loose-fitting night shirt. Similarly, her pants accommodated her expanded thighs and butt without much difficulty, though they were definitely fuller.

As Jeff and Lana contemplated the origin of her changes, the clouds parted, revealing another sliver of the growing moon; a faint beam of moonlight trickled in through the living room window. Lana instantly felt her insides quiver and she braced herself for what she knew was about to happen. Lifting her shirt, she watched as her midsection began to slowly protrude outward with each added inch composed of a layer of soft, toneless flab. The growing hunk of flesh became wider too, adding girth and rounding out until it became a definite sphere. The transformation left Lana holding a small, but sizeable rounded belly that hung slightly over her pajama pants.

"Look at me - I've got a gut!" she exclaimed. She poked the extra flesh with morbid curiosity and, to investigate matters furthers, jumped lightly up and down. "And it jiggles! This is so surreal..." As soon as Lana finished speaking, her newly formed pot-belly growled.

"Hungry again?" Jeff asked disbelievingly.

"...Yes," Lana replied sheepishly. "Oh God, I just can't help it though. The urge is just so...strong and I'm famished. What else do we have to eat?"

"Well, there is the pumpkin pie that I was going to the work party tomorrow."

Lana stuck out her bottom lip and looked at Jeff with puppy dog eyes.

"But, I suppose I can always buy another one," he said, relenting to her insatiable appetite.
Lana brightened up and headed toward the fridge, her enlarged breasts and belly bounced softly with each step and her rounding bottom wobbled behind her. "Don't worry, I'll only have one slice," she said nonchalantly.

Jeff strongly doubted that would be the case.