Chapter 15

From the looks of it, now a month later, I would say Heidi was wrong about that. Heidi now eats literally constantly. She sometimes spends hours at the table and is always the last to leave. When she's not at the table it seems like she is either snacking on candy or testing one of Margarita's new dishes. She is the sole guinea pig now that Marisol is eating only healthy stuff. I think Margarita feels guilty feeding Heidi all that fattening extra food, but it's great feedback for her and she's so passionate about cooking.

Heidi has now taken to wearing her new velour suits. I was watching her stroll down the hallway the other day. Her belly has again grown and I can see it jiggle underneath her "new" pants, which are already tight, by the way. It is hanging down more than ever despite that fact it's well covered. Her butt continues to grow in all directions, too. It continues to get wider, and seems to have an abundant, satisfying fullness to it these days.

Now a year and six months into her stay, Heidi has requested to remain here another year. As has always been the case, it was fine with my wife and I. Other than that, things were not unusual. Marisol was looking fitter than ever; thanks to Heidi's prodding, she was down to 185 lbs. As for Heidi, my wife told me she recently had to crawl back to Mara to request some new, larger warm-up suits.

"Not going to gain anymore weight, huh..." said Mara smiling and looking at Heidi.

"It's that Margarita, she makes these delicious new dishes...I just can't help myself!" said Heidi, amazingly eating a candy bar even as she sat in Mara's room.

"I'll make these new warm-up suits a little bigger so you have room to grow," said Mara resourcefully.

"Ok," Heidi said meekly.

Mara went on to measure Heidi's body, and at the same trying to estimate how much each area was going to grow.

She noticed the belly and butt were the main areas, but now Heidi's thin arms were starting to fill out, too. Her breasts were again slightly bigger and everything in between now looked completely out of shape.

Six months later, a full two years since we first laid eyes on Heidi, I have some news. You won't believe it but it looks like Heidi is up to Marisol's old weight. Her previously baggy velour warm-ups are getting very tight around her now huge belly. She is flabbier than Marisol ever was…must be her complete laziness.

I entered the family room the other morning to see the familiar sight of Marisol exercising and Heidi comfortably lounging on the couch. Marcela and Ricardo were sitting with Heidi on the couch watching. Marisol had slimmed down to 141 lbs and miraculously was only one pound away from her goal weight!

"Ricardo." Heidi called. "Could you refill my plate? …And make sure you tell Margarita I'm still hungry! Thanks, Hun!" she said, lazily yawning and stretching. Rolls of fat protruded from her waistline as the too-small suit strained to keep its over-fed occupant from bursting all over. Her butt and thighs now stretched the seams of her pants to their limit.

Ricardo returned with a heaping plate of fried eggs, sausage, some leftover steak, fried eggs, and hash browns. Heidi dug in quickly.

"Wait, Heidi, wait!" said Ricardo as he then returned a second time with a full box of her favorite chocolate doughnuts and a plate of éclairs to top it off.

Heidi was overjoyed and didn't know what to eat first as she greedily stuffed eggs into her mouth. Ricardo and Marcela cuddled up to her as she ate. Ricardo even caressed Heidi's new fat belly, much as he done with Marisol many months ago.

"Come on, you can do better than that. Only on more pound to go Mari, you didn't get this far to become lazy at the last minute, did you?" Heidi yelled as she swallowed an éclair in two bites.

As Marisol finished, she toweled away the sweat and went off to shower. Just then Mara came in with a pile of clothes.

"Say, Heidi?" asked Mara. "I have all of these old warm-up suits that are too big for Marisol, would you like to try them?" She looked at Heidi's belly that had worked its way free and now hung enormously out of her tight suit.

"Ok, put them over there," said Heidi, finishing the last éclair and starting in on the rest of her decadent mid-morning feast.

A few minutes later, her plate was empty. As she daintily fed herself the last doughnut from the box, I think she was finally full. She sat for a moment contently rubbing her generous form, then proceeded upstairs with Marisol's old clothes in her arms.

She walked in to her room to find Marisol dressing.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just going to try on these suits," said Heidi taking a look at Marisol's new figure. “Man, are you in good shape these days, or what? Girl! I knew we could do it!" said Heidi breathing heavily from the walk up the stairs.

Heidi began to undress as Marisol finished changing. Marisol was able to steal a glance or two at her.

"My compliments to Margarita and her cooking!" said Marisol giggling. "There's no denying it now, you have officially gotten FAT, my dear!" She watched as the now 290-pound Heidi awkwardly undressed.

Heidi's belly had expanded to enormous size. It was so flabby it shook like gelatin as she removed her zip-up and with great effort, finally her pants. She turned around to look in the mirror. Standing in her bra and panties, she revealed a huge, flabby, but still shapely, butt. Her arms had even finally gotten fatter and she now sported the cutest double chin.

"You're right, I am definitely fat now!" said Heidi, looking in the mirror. She then lifted her belly flab way up with both hands and dramatically let in drop into place. Quivering and shaking, it came to rest, and sagged well out in front of her.

“I have to tell you,” said Heidi, smiling slyly. “If I had it to do all over again, I would. You saw that feast I just polished off. Even though I am full, the thought of my next meal keeps running through my head. I salivate just thinking about it!” she finished, while licking her voluptuous lips.

“Like I have always said, it's all about happiness!” said Marisol.

"I am going to try on your old, 280 pound warm-ups, Mari. They have to fit better then these stupid old ones Mara made for me!" Heidi proclaimed, as she battled her freshly added fat rolls, bending over to pull up her pants

. "Not bad, maybe a little tight, but not bad," said Marisol, watching the almost three hundred pound Heidi zip up her top and pat her immense tummy proudly.

"Well. I have only one thing to say in that case......LET'S EAT!