Chapter 2

I felt a bit of sweat trickle down my forehead as I waited after ringing the doorbell. "Did I bring enough food?" I wondered to myself.

"Just come on in im getting dressed christina yells.

I come in to see a stack of 15 pizza boxes next to the door and Christina bursting out of her 10th grade prom dress that was just a tad too big then, but that added 100pounds can change alot.

"Oooh dinner" She squealed "I'm starving, I haven't eaten anything since McDonald's."

I set the feast down on the living room table and pull up a chair. Christina plops down on the sofa, and procceeds to gorge on the pizza. After about two slices the rip of fabric breaks the silence. Her prom dress had split right down the middle. Although she didn't appear to notice, in fact she kept on eating and eating and eating. After the feeding frenzy had ended, half of a pizza and one bowl of ice cream was all that was left of the food. I was smiling and was very turned on, but Christina appeared to be in alot of pain, her stomach was swollen, and the dress was still constraining her.

"Let me help you with that" I say as I carefully peel the dress off of her.

"Ohhh" she moaned. "My stomach hurts but i don't want this food to go to waste"

"I have an idea," I reply

I carefully swing her luscious thighs over the side of the couch and push her head back so that she was laying down. I carefully slide my hand over her bloated stomach and gingerly rub it. She gives a shudder of pleasure. I carefully spoon what is left of the ice cream into her mouth.

How are you holding up? I ask

"I'm okay, alot better now but im a bit hungry, hand me the pizza would you?" she says as she sits up.

Then the previously moaning Christina, attacks the half of pizza, finishing it off in about a minute.

"Oooh" she sighs, "Now I'm full"

"Wow" I say in amazement, "those hunger pills really do the trick"

"I know," she says "it's a shame that after i reach 200 im not eligible for them anymore, i love this feeling of eating so much, then just having each calorie turn into warm luscious fat."

"I love what you look like now, please don't go back to being anorexic" I plead

"Oh i won't she says" revealing her tight black g-string and her 2 letter sizes too small bra.