Chapter 4

I went to her and shook her, she snapped out of it and spat the half eaten shoe out, the other half was gone. Then she started to cry. I could understand that much but I was never a fan of crying. As a Ranger I saw more then my share of people who'd lost everything and could do nothing but give in to their own despair, this was all too familiar to me. "What's happening to me, what is this. I don't understand." Was all I could understand in between her sobs and deep breaths. I didn't know what to say exactly. The truth would have caused her mind to shut down...or she would have blamed me for all this and I needed her to stay put for the time being, so I lied. "I have no idea, but until then I'll make sure you don't eat anymore shoes. I'll take care of you. I promise." Ok, so it was a half lie. I was telling the truth about the not eating anymore shoes part.

It occured to me I was going to need alot more food then I could possibly afford. As she passed out again due to her panic attack, I decided it was time to figure all this out. I teleported the both of us to my place, she would wake up at my place, but I'd make sure she'd never have to suffer under the effects of the curse in such an extreme manner. Laying her on my bed, I knew then what I had to do. Teleportation devices had advantages that made this job easier.

I had teleported into fifteen gas stations in the city and ransacked every kind of food in a box I could find, something easy, and I didnt have to cook or prepare. This curse wasn't going to wait for food to be made, it needed it now. So I looked for easy and simple things. Mostly boxes of those snack cakes people buy for a couple of bucks, but somehow I didn't think variety wasn't much of an issue. Turns out I was right.

Ally woke up in the cursed bed, surrounded with food, so much food that I doubted it'd run out. I was tired of gathering the stuff for her to say the least. "What is all of this, how did you get this....take it away, I don't want it!" She was screaming now. Thinking that I turned out to be some kind of total maniac. I waited though, saying nothing I just watched and her eyes began to change once again. "Alright...I'll take it all back and.." Again, it just wasn't my day to finish any kind of sentence or thought, she watched as her hands reached into a bag and pulled out a white box of chocolate swiss rolls and tore them open. It was like her body was acting on its own. She acted hungry, but her eyes told a different story. She began to devour them as soon as she could open them from the package.

Something inside me felt like it was dying. Open yourself up for the first time in forever then this happens, we all make mistakes I suppose but this was one doozy of a mistake, I felt bad for the girl but I could only treat her like she was a terminal cancer patient and keep her comfortable as i could until I could figure out what to do.

Days went by and the eating only stopped when she was too tired to continue. The curse had allowed her to keep everything she consumed with in her, she never had to leave the bed. Sometimes she tried to leave it, but the farther she went from the food the faster she wanted to go back to bed. When it started she was barely one hundred and thirty pounds. But I watched as her body slowly transformed. Her belly began to slowly stretch outwards and the rest of her once toned body seemed to follow the same path. She always complained about it, but I knew it'd never be enough to stop the curse. She was where I was supposed to be, can't say I was complaining about it though.

After the first month, she left the bed for the last time at six in the morning. It was a Thursday. The curse had only gotten worse. I had tried everything I could think of to get rid of the curse. I destroyed the bed, consulted experts of all cultures and tried methods known, and not so known on Ally and nothing worked. She gained nearly three hundred pounds in a month. All she did was eat and all I could do was keep stealing food. One time I ran out and she threatned to begin eating herself. I wouldn't have that so I kept giving her food to combat the terrible hunger that seemed to only get worse as time went on. She could no longer find the willpower to get out of bed and was giving into the idea of being immobile well before it was a reality.

I checked everyday for bed sores, or anykind of hidden infections. I'd have to move those massive and evergrowing rolls on her body to check, but I never found any thing. Apparently the curse didn't allow for death to come. It was meant to shatter a person's mind with the never ending hunger, until all of your strength to go on was worn down to nothing. Within six months of this she was completely with out mobility, and she could no longer feed herself. it made me sad to see her like this, but I refused to let her be a complete victim. I was her official feeder, and for the times I was at work I developed a special tube feeding system she could control. I'd usually get home just as the supply was running out.

You should have seen her though. She was, and still is beautiful. She weighed nearly eight hundred pounds. Nothing fit her anymore, but she never cared about that anymore. Her breasts were like giant pillows and her body was like, well I can't describe it, nothing I say would actually make sense to you I am sure. To this day her family is still looking for her. It's been three years and the weight gain seems to have stabilized and she remains cursed to this day, eternally hungry.

At least it was three years ago since I left this story here. As you can see we are no longer here. As it turns out, I've turned this curse into something of a hobby of mine. At last count I have obtained six new gaining girls. All in various stages of their gain. None of them like it, but they will in time. I can teleport all over the world food is limitless for me. It gives me purpose, it keeps them from losing their mind. I have come to like this gaining thing, and this curse, its true what the leader said. It does spread by touch. But ironically. It also spreads by items touched by the afflicted. Ally touched this, and now so did you. Enjoy.

Signed,

Justin.

If the Hunger gets to be too much, just come back to where you found this story and wait. I come around once a day just to check. Don't touch anybody either, or you'll give them the same fate as you are about to receive!

See you soon.