chapter 4: gemma

At 236.7 pounds, Gemma was the fattest and happiest she'd ever been in her entire life. The extra two thousand dollars cash she'd just "earned" also sweetened an already deliciously sweet deal to begin with. She could have made even more, a thousand extra to be exact if she'd not stuffed herself silly before heading to the gym to meet with Debby. Gemma didn't regret her decision to engulf a deluge of food ahead of time as she deliberately wanted her belly to be pushed out to its limits when meeting her boss in the flesh for the first time in months. And if she was completely honest with herself, she'd grown to love being filled to her limits at each meal with fat laden meals and desserts.

She was almost comatose after drinking down another two pounds of weight gainer shakes, with extra penutbutter and icecream added. Just the gluttony of stuffing her belly to its outer limits alone was enough to drive Gemma crazy, but it was the lust in Tom and Debby's eyes that put her over the top.

About three weeks into Gemma's vacation she had realized that only way she could ever truly be happy was to let herself totally go. Once Gemma made up her mind to purposely over endulge, it was the point of no return. After she completely gave in to her cravings, she started to realize that her gym obsession was actually a violent coping and masking tool to keep her true fantasies of growing massively fat at bay.

Gemma's complete and total fear of rejection kept her motivated for years to hit the weights and to never neglect her cardio conditioning for even a day. That fear was now completely obliterated an replaced with a fascination with actually growing fat. The two people she adored most not only didn't care if she gained any more weight, infact they were deeply sexually aroused by her weight gain. Gemma felt sexier than she ever had in her life and looked forward to the days and lbs to come. For years she feared that one day she would lose the battle of the bulge and be forced to join her Falstaffian family pantheon. At just below 240lbs she was still the lightest of her two other sisters, both well over 350lbs and she was absolutely dwarfed by by her older brother and parents. For as long as she could remember Gemma enjoyed all of the attention she got for being the youngest, the prettiest, and definitely the thinnest. Both of her sisters, especially Halee, her oldest sibling and fattest sister. Gemma wondered if anyone in her family had noticed her weight gain on social media, as she read not one expected rude comment from either Halee or Jasmine. Either way Gemma didn't care. She was gonna enjoy being a fatty and actually looked forward to a good sisterly ribbing.
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Gemma waddled the office stuffed and bloated with Debby and Tom. They ushered the chubby trainer out of the gym and stuffed her into the back of a limousine and began heading over to the local news studio to shoot a few pieces for the local news and a commercial detailing Ripped Gym's new promotional advertisement featuring Gemma.

The day went by for her in a blur. This should have come as no surprise as Gemma drank 6 shots from the limo's minibar. She'd grown used to eating and drinking all day and she didn't plan on stopping today, or ever if she was being honest. The other cause of her confusion came from the fact that much of the commercial and news pieces were pieced together on computer, splicing photos and video of her and Tom at her fittest and his fattest, some progression pictires from vacation and they also spliced in some very non flattering pics from after her office stuffing along with pics of Tom sucking in a bit and flexing his muscles. Later that day, following her second big lunch, she read some lines, and ate three or four jumbo burgers while the cameras rolled. She kind of remembered the director yelling at her for eating the burgers as they were just supposed to be props. Gemma didn't remember much as she ordered Tom to keep the drinks flowing throughout the afternoon.

Later that evening while Tom was spoon feeding Gemma the last penutbutter directly from the Jar, Gemma heard the familiar jingle of the nightly news. As she diligently was making her way through the bottom third of the jar, she heard the local sports caster say "And folks, you've gotta stay tuned to what we have coming for you next: A trainer willing to get as fat as anyone she's willing to train. Don't believe, take a quick look at these photos..." Just then two photos materialized on the screen. The one to the left was labeled May 17' and displayed a thick but extremely toned and muscular body in a bikini. The one to the left was labled August 27' and it displayed an extremely widened chubby version of herself holding her sizeable bellyfold through a tight fitting sheer white dress. The thin material was stretched to its limits and her fattened belly revealed and cavernous belly button surrounded by plush and squishy belly fat. It would have looked like a classic before and after weight loss comparrison if it weren't for the genuinely wide and elated grin that was spread across her chubby cheeks.

Still with spoon in mouth, Gemma sat motionless at the edge of her bed with Tom caressing her extremely bloated gut that gently rested on her soft thighs. Tom stopped as he felt his beloved freeze. It was out now, she was a fatty and the whole world knew it now.