chapter 4

"God, what am I doing. Did I just say I wanted to be fat? It's not like I am trying, the food is really good is all. Food! Oh, no I have to get ready for dinner.
Becca had gotten carried away. She jumped in the shower wanting to clean herself of everything that had just happened. She came out and looked down at her scale. "Do I want to look?" Becca let out a deep breath and stepped on. The numbers scrolled across bouncing back and forth. 145, 95, 135, 115, 124. "Eek! 9 lbs in two days. No, I just haven't digested it all yet. Water weight and all that." Becca stepped off the scale and went to get dressed. She slid on her underwear which seemed to pull a bit as she got them up around her ass. Next, she grabbed her pants. She got them over her tiny ankles and calves, but when she hit her upper thighs, it seemed the pants would just not go any higher.
"Ohh come on I was just wearing you today, don't do this to me now."
Ding
She had received a text from Beth, "Hey come on over when you are ready, Aunty is making something special for you."
"Crap, can't back out now." Becca rummaged through her closet and found a sun dress she had worn to a party last year. She didn't like how loose and flowy it was, but that is just what she needed now. She looked herself over in the mirror and thought, "it'll do."
Beth lived at the end of Becca's street. She made her way to the big house and knocked on the front door. She heard footsteps approaching and was quite surprised at what she saw next.
Beth's mom Amanda opened the door. Amanda and Becca's mom had been friends for a while now, and as long as Becca could remember, Amanda was always so fit. She would go on walks, trying to bring her chubby daughter along. But here was a woman wearing a flowing shirt, much like Becca's dress, in a fruitless attempt to hide her recent gain.
"At least I'm not the only one," Becca thought to herself.
Come on in dear, Beth is in her room go on up. Tracy says dinner will be ready soon. I hope you brought your appetite. Tracy moved quickly up the stairs. The scent coming from the kitchen was heavenly and she did not want to be dragged in to be a taste tester just yet.
Becca was about to call for her friend when she saw that her door was almost closed tight, a sliver open revealing so much. Beth was topless looking to choose between several bras. "I should turn around," Becca thought to herself. "Just pretend I didn't see anything." But she did see, she saw her friends exposed body. Sure, she had seen her friend in a bikini before, but there was something different about this. Here she was natural. He breasts hanging freely, resting on her belly. Becca backed away slowly, that word hanging in her mind and on her lips. "Natural."
Becca reached the bottom of the stairs and looked into the kitchen at Tracy McFadden working away at dinner. She looked so happy, cooking away for her family. She thought back to her own family. Her mom always made those prepackaged meals. Their dinners quiet until last night as they talked over pie. This food this fat, it was all so natural.
"Hey hun, don't you look so nice dressed up like that. You didn't have to do that for me."
"Oh this old thing," Becca nervously laughed to herself.
"Here try this and have a seat at the table." Tracy handed Becca a large dinner roll. It was warm and soft. "I'm almost done, just have to finish up my special recipe. It's a well guarded secret so no peeking.
Becca smiled as she took a bite of the roll. "Gee, thanks Ms. McFadden," Becca mumbled between bites.
When Becca was gone, Tracy McFadden pulled out her secret ingredient. It looked like a simple salt shaker, but in reality it was her own blend of weight gain formula. It was designed to increase appetite and slow down metabolism. It was made from products all sanctioned by the FDA, so it would next show up as anything out of the ordinary on any tests. She generously sprinkled it across the food. She giggled to herself, "of course the heaping bit of heavy cream, butter and cheese help as well."