Chapter 2 - noticing the effects

2 months pass of work and Cynthia continues to bring Sarah the family pack. Sarah revealed that when she started her three weeks of binging, she intended to lose it all but by the end, she didn't care anymore. Her family could support her constant food needs and her family didn't care about how her body looked as long as she was happy so it was not a problem. She was gaining like crazy. She had stretched her stomach so far the first weeks of stuffing that she got accustomed to eating 15,000 a day, 10,000 coming from Cynthia's visits and all of them stuck to her body. Cynthia herself thought she was fine because she was more astounded by Sarah's transformation that she didn't notice her own. She had unknowingly gained 20 pounds from lack of exercise and constant food. All of the clothes she wore were comfort clothing such as sweatpants and oversized shirts because she never went anywhere special and her job allowed it. She never had to deal with tight clothing or clothes shopping.
It is was nearing Thanksgiving and 4 months passed since graduation. Cynthia now filled out her sweatpants but still pays no attention to it. She noticed that her belly wobbled a little when she was walking to work and she was a little more tired after getting to work every day but forgot about it all when she walked in and grabbed her morning 5 drumsticks. In anticipation of the crowds, more food was being made than ever before to supply the crowds. There was a major problem; there were no crowds. A fried chicken chain had opened down the street and was taking all of the business which left the kitchen constantly full of food. They were only getting about 2 customers per hour. All of the rest of the time, Cynthia sat behind the register snacking on chicken with a soda. Nobody was counting how many pieces she ate but to Cynthia's knowledge, it was just a few pieces a day. Thanksgiving day finally came around and the store was packed. Lines were through the door because the quantities were bigger for the same price. That day, Cynthia didn't even have time for lunch. She was absolutely starving by midday where she ate a single piece of chicken. When the store closed early at 3:00 for the occasion, Cynthia sat down on the floor with her hands on her face from exhaustion. She felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Tired? I sure this'll make you and your family happier" said Mr. Walker as he held out two giant bags of chicken in front of him.
Cynthia looked at it for a couple seconds and said "Thanks."
She grunted as she stood to retrieve her food. As she stuck her behind in the air, she felt from pressure in her pants relieve and but of a breeze came through her pants. She stood quickly and she felt her belly bounce. She was suddenly aware of the weight she had gained. She took the bag and left without saying a word. All she saw was the road in front of her and she headed directly to her house.
Her room was already in boxes to be ready for when she moves out. She set the food on the bed and sat next to it.
"What did I do" she said to herself aloud. She looked down at the food she brought home and said, "One last time. It's Thanksgiving, it's fine today." She dug into the food. She turned on her favorite show and ate her food. After 2 episodes, the first box was gone. "They must have put less food in it this time" she thought as she opened the second box. Soon, that was gone and she thought she was done for the next couple of days. Right then, Cynthia's mom walked into the room.
"I know I want you to be independent and all but it's Thanksgiving so I think this is a time for family" Cynthia's mom said.
"Um, sure. I'll be there in a sec" replied Cynthia as her pushed her boxes over so her mom wouldn't see it.
"Great!" said Cynthia's mom as she left the room. Cynthia kept a cheesy smile as she watched her mom leave the room.
As soon as the door closed, Cynthia jumped out of bed and grabbed the biggest clothes she could find. Her mom had not yet seen Cynthia's weight gain and would scold her if she saw. The best clothing she could find were some big sweatpants and a large shirt with a coat over it. She walked into the dining room. She was already stuffed but she couldn't let her mom know. The bright side was that her mom always served the tofu equivalent of turkey on Thanksgiving. A chair and place was set for her and she took a seat. She hadn't sat in those chairs in quite a while and she noticed her thighs spilled over the sides a small bit. They did not sued to do that. Her mom came into the room with a big plate with a cover over it.
"In celebration of my little baby getting her first taste of independence," Cynthia's mom said with a big grin,"We'll be having dinner from a certain place I would normally hate. We are eating from the hands of Cynthia's first job" she said as she revealed a large plate of fried chicken.
Cynthia was in disbelief. The young adult stared at the food with an open jaw and wide eyes. She was prepared for a light dinner and she was shown the largest plate of chicken she'd ever seen. Each of her parents took 3 pieces and set them on their plates,pushing the rest over to Cynthia.
"We figured you must be hungry. When we picked up the food, the owner said that you didn't have time to eat all day. He didn't know we were your parents. We specifically went after hours so that you wouldn't be there. Well... Surprise!" said Cynthia's father as he looked lovingly into Cynthia's eyes.
"Thanks so much" Cynthia replied through a forced smile.
She ate slowly and managed to get through 5 until she felt ready to pop. She started on the sixth and dropped it.
Her dad looked and said "C'mon, that doesn't look like a starving person. You're being polite! Eat some more. There's a lot." teased Cynthia's dad.
She picked up the unfinished piece and finished it off. She let out a quiet but long burp and suddenly she felt ready to eat much more. She ate 4 more pieces when her jacket zipper slowly came apart. Cynthia didn't look down and tried to zip it back down but the zipper was already at the bottom. She looked down and sat that her gut had pushed the zipper apart and broke it. Her belly was spilling out from the opening. She looked up and acted like nothing happened. She said "I'm really stuffed. I think I should go to bed" as she looked from side to side at her parents. Her mom looked at her plate.
"There's only two more. You can do it! You are the special one here. Enjoy it. Don't worry I won't get mad. I'll cut you some slack." Said her mom.
"Fine I'll try"
She stuffed the chicken in her mouth as quickly as possible to get it over with. There was a breeze on her belly. Her shirt rode up to her belly button. She was ready to pop and she left the table quickly without saying anything. Her mom yelled as she turned the door "I'm proud of you! Just don't eat like that too often or you'll get fat!"
Cynthia was upset and wanted to punch her pillow in anger at herself for letting herself go the way she did. She hopped on her bed and soon as she was on, she fell asleep with her belly flopped over to the side, hanging out of her jacket.