chapter 2

The next day I was out and about and then entered a local business. I was seated and placed my order. The following is what transpired.

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While I sit here, I feel the edge of the chair arms digging into my fleshy thighs through the thin worn out denim of my jeans. How have I let myself get so fat? I had to pull the table away from the wall just to sit properly at the table meant for two.

Once again I dine alone. This time at the busy street side eatery I had never once been to. Maybe the chairs are just abnormally small I ponder. No that can't be, as I scan the crowd and see people who look larger than me sitting comfortably. Why am I almost stuck? Maybe it's all just a dream, an illusion. I am very tired as I wait for my food.

I finally get my meal, a massive plate of fries and a greasy chicken wrap. I start to eat and the flavours explode in my mouth. However about two minutes into the meal I feel the chair digging more and more into my sides. The button on my jeans feel like it is going to pop any moment. My belly is touching the table before I know it and with each bite I feel bigger and bigger. The table moves and gets pushed away from me and the button on my jeans pop. I get stares and looks of disgust from the crowd.

I hear the voices in my head telling me that I'm such a pig. Look at what my blubber gut has done now. It's grown even more.

I silently finish my meal and waddle to the restroom. I wash my hands and then peer into the mirror. I didn't grow that much from that one meal. My belly was resting on the table the entire time. I'm just that fat and in denial. I am larger than that other woman I previously observed.

I back up in shock and gasp. I am becoming a SSBBW.

I leave the restaurant and my shirt rides up, exposing my growing belly to everyone. I waddle and huff and puff as I make it to my car.

My belly has finally reached the steering wheel. I sigh and drive home. Once there I wiggle myself out of my car and enter my house. I go straight to the kitchen and open the fridge. I am home.

----to be continued.