chapter 4

It had been a week since Jasmine's first consequence and she was beginning to feel a lot more positive. She had slept for a solid eight hours after getting home, but had woken up feeling much more comfortable and even decided to tackle some left overs in the fridge before they became stale. One thing was for certain, Jasmine had no intention of missing her weight target again. She may have fantasised about being stuffed to the point of exploding, but the reality was tougher than she thought. Even if she didn't eat anything for the rest of the week, she had felt like her weight would already be massively higher next weekend. Still, there was no room for complacency and now she was on her way to see Scott again. There had been complete silence from him all week. Even though the consequence was over, Scott seemed to be able to hold a grudge.

She rocked up to Scott's apartment and knocked on the door, unsure of the response she was likely to receive. Scott took his time, but finally opened up and waved her inside, with barely a raise of his eyebrow.

Jasmine didn't know whether to speak, or let Scott start, and instead stood there awkwardly in the middle of the living room. Scott looked at her, waiting. 'Well, clothes off then,' he ordered, wafting his hands impatiently. Jasmine did as he was told. 'I'm sure I don't need to smell your breath to check that you haven't been eating before your weigh in today?' he asked, sarcastically.

'No. You don't. I haven't eaten anything since last night. I promise,' Jasmine rambled meekly.

'Good. Stick to the rules and this...' he slapped Jasmine's stomach, '...grows a lot faster.' He paused and looked at Jasmine again, stepping back to get a wider picture. 'Hmm...' he mumbled, interested.

'What?' asked Jasmine, unsure why Scott was so interested suddenly.

Scott went to collect his tape measure and placed it around Jasmine's stomach and then his hips. 'Step on the scale now,' he commanded. Jasmine did as she was told. 'I thought as much' Scott smiled; genuinely smiling. 'You're over 150lbs. 153lbs to be exact,' he grinned, patting Jasmine on her tummy. 'Well done!'

Jasmine was shocked. She had been so concerned with gaining this week, it hadn't even occurred to her that getting over 150lbs was achievable. She looked down at herself. Her stomach did indeed look larger. It wasn't just a bloat any more, it really was fluffy and tummy-like, her breasts looking fuller and more curvaceous than ever. 'Sometimes a little push can really help kick start a big weight gain...' nodded Scott, watching Jasmine look at herself. Jasmine inwardly scoffed at his comments; last weekend's feeding felt nothing like a 'little push'.

'150bs is a big milestone. You should be proud of yourself.' Scott was already getting the camera. 'You've put on a good few inches around your hips since we started. It's noticeable now.'

He snapped some pictures.

'Are these... are these for you to show people online?' asked Jasmine, timidly.

'Yeah. I think it's time they saw what's happening to you, don't you?'

'You're really pleased then?' asked Jasmine, desperate for the praise to keep flowing.

'Yes Jasmine,' chuckled Scott. 'I'm pleased'. He slapped Jasmine's chubby ass and watched the vibrations ripple to her thighs. 'What we're doing is working. Your transformation is in progress.'

Jasmine hung around to see the pictures being uploaded and stayed watching by the computer as the comments flooded in from the people who were looking at them online. It was against the rules for Jasmine to use social media during her fattening, so this was the only time she had.

'Wow, a great starter belly!' commented one guy.

'What a chubby ass this girl is getting!' wrote another.

It was all so exciting for Jasmine. The only person she had to speak about her gains with was Scott, and he was not as forthcoming with the compliments as Jasmine would have liked.

Jasmine could see the mountain of emails Scott received from girls wanting to be fattened up by him. Women, desperate like she was, to be fattened up as much as possible. It helped remind her how fortunate she was to be in this position, even if it wasn't quite what she had expected.

Before Jasmine knew it, he was hitting 170lbs. The little ego boost had really made her up her game and her appetite was on overdrive. Gluttony really could be trained in to a gainer because Jasmine was constantly starving. Her loose fitting clothes, although still very baggy, clung to the curve of her ass in the sticky summer heat. Scott was very helpful in advising her to cope in the warmth with his newly insulated body, giving her tips that would come in handy for next summer when she would be much fatter again.

Jasmine grew steadily fatter over the summer months, gaining at least 3lbs a week from her mounting enthusiasm. Scott would post pictures of her and Jasmine would sometimes be allowed to gaze at the praise and comments for hours on Saturday mornings after her weigh in.

At 205lbs, Jasmine was feeling pretty proud of herself. Her soft belly was now thoroughly evident in the large clothes she wore and her ass was wide and protruding. It amazed her how small other girls appeared to her now and that felt truly incredible. But there was always at least one girl hiding behind each corner who was that little bit heavier, with a gut a tiny bit rounder or an ass that was slightly fatter.

Jasmine wished Scott would touch her in the way he had that first day. She longed to be caressed, her fat stroked and jiggled. She felt incredible with her new weight, but it still felt like there was no one to share it with.

Emboldened by her newfound confidence, Jasmine sat at home having eaten a mountain of take out. She started to think about what it would be like to meet up with someone; to have sex now she was so much larger than she used to be. She knew it was against her contract to be in a relationship during the fattening, but she had lived in the city for months now and had never even been out to a club at a weekend. She didn't look so ridiculous in her huge oversized clothes anymore, but Scott was bound to replace them all with larger sizes soon and the opportunity would be gone. So, she decided to slip in to her best fitting dress and head out for a night on her own.

Jasmine arrived at a club, feeling large and powerful with her new belly and larger breasts. She couldn't believe how the guys stared at her boobs so blatantly at this size. She stood proudly and surveyed the room of mostly men. No one in there was as hot as Scott, but he seemed off-limits. Jasmine scoured the room to see if anyone would make eye contact with her, whilst downing bottles of sugary cider.

It was getting late and the crowds were starting to drift away when Jasmine saw him, a cute, sexy chaser gazing at her from the dance floor. Jasmine moved over to him and slowly drifted ever nearer on the dance floor. Before she knew it, she was grinding up against the slim chaser, whose hands drifted on to her bulging body. Then, as the final beats of the night were playing, the two were locked in an erotic kiss that both of them knew would lead to a night of very passionate sex.