chapter 11

Colleen was awakened by her own belly growling, much to her chagrin, as she was having a very nice, restful, sleep. She tried to fall back to sleep, but it was no use, she'd already started thinking about food. Sighing, she picked up her cell phone and checked the time. 2:30 AM. Crystal was likely asleep, and though she was encouraged to do so, she always felt bad about waking her up for more food.

"I'll just order something small... Maybe a cheesecake and some ice cream... Yeah, that sounds good..." She thought to herself as she scrolled through the room service menu. When she placed her order, she sighed again, and called Crystal.

"Hey Colleen, what's up?" Crystal asked, trying to hide the fact that she'd just woken up.

"Hi Crystal, um, look, I'm so sorry to bother you at this hour, but I'm really hungry. I just ordered some food, would you mind just answering the door and bringing it to me when it gets here?" Colleen replied.

"Oh, absolutely! No problem!"

"Thank you so much, I really appreciate it."

Colleen had been immobile for six months, and had gained 60 pounds in the process. She had gotten a medical Marijuana card (thanks to one of Lyndsey's connections) and had edibles dropped off to her suite twice a week. Already a voracious eater, Colleen's eating was even more out of control when she was high, which was 24/7 at that point. As she waited for her food, Colleen ate a pot cookie to prepare. The cookies were the most potent edibles her dispensary had to offer, as Colleen's tolerance was sky high. THC stores in fat cells, and Colleen had plenty of those. Weed had helped her gain in a major way, as it not only enhanced her appetite, but helped her sleep, and made her content with just sitting around all day, eating and eating and eating.

Much too fat to sleep on her back anymore, Colleen had to remain in a reclined seated position at all times, lest she suffocate herself on her own blubber. She seemed permanently bloated, tired, and of course, hungry. Every week or so, she'd feel her clothes start to get tighter, and tighter, until finally, she'd be forced to order new ones. With all the money she was making, and few things to have to spend it on, she splurged on clothing. Pretty much all of it had to be custom made, and she wasn't willing to resign herself to wearing bland housedresses every day for the rest of her life. Getting her changed into these clothes was a chore in and of itself.

Without using a hoyer lift system, it was impossible to move her. Crystal would clean Colleen and change her bedding and clothes with the efficiency of a NASCAR pit crew. With Shannon's encouragement and affection, she had finally begun to love herself as she was. She'd eat until the button would pop open on her pants, giggle a bit, and watch Shannon lose her mind. Shannon was rapidly approaching her goal of immobility herself, having just passed the 650 pound mark, and was dependent on a scooter to get around. The two girls had grown even more attracted to one another the bigger they got, and were finally ready to publically announce their relationship.

Shannon had a habit of taking pictures of herself and Colleen as they went about their days, stuffing themselves and getting high. To call these pictures unflattering would be an understatement, and soon Colleen's friends and family saw how fat she'd grown. Naturally, this led to a lot of concerned messages and phone calls.
Colleen ignored them at first, but the guilt overwhelmed her after a while, and she decided to break the news via a group chat in Facebook messenger...

"Hi everyone,

As most of you know, I made the decision last year to enroll in the super obesity program at the Williams Center for Bariatric Women. Unfortunately, I wasn't entirely truthful about the motivation behind my decision. I want to apologize to all of you who are worried about me, and assure you that I'm absolutely fine. In fact, I'm better than I've been in a very long time. As you all know, my weight has been an issue for me my entire life. Before I moved in here, I was over 600 pounds, and my mobility was rapidly declining. I was faced with a very difficult decision, and luckily, a golden opportunity fell in my lap. I have made the decision to live at the Williams Center for the foreseeable future, perhaps forever.

It probably sounds crazy, but I make more money here than I did at my old job. In return for gaining weight and contributing to vital research on extreme obesity, I will be compensated a six figure salary. Food, heat, electricity, housing, a living assistant, and a nurse have all been provided for me free of charge, and will continue to be provided for me until I decide to leave. In addition to all this surprising news, I've met another woman here that I've fallen in love with. I look forward to continuing my journey here with her by my side, and for the first time in a long time, I'm excited to see what the future holds.

For those interested, I will forward visitation information to you. However, I ask that you do not visit me with the intent to sway me from my decision, or in a misguided attempt to "help me." I do not need help, I'm happy just the way I am. Those of you worried about my health, I appreciate the concern, but my gaining is being supervised by a staff of medical professionals, and any problems or complications that result from my weight will be handled instantaneously by them. I realize my decision might make some of you angry. I'm sorry you feel that way, and wish you the best going forward with your life.

Thanks,

-Colleen"

Crystal brought Colleen her cheesecake and gallon of chocolate fudge ice cream. After setting it all up within arm's reach of Colleen, and giving her plenty of napkins and soda to wash it all down with, Crystal yawned and rubbed her eyes.

"Is there anything else I can do for you, sweetheart?" Crystal asked.

"Um, y'know what, Crystal? Could you grab me a bag of cheese curls or some cookies, whatever snacks we have, just so I don't have to wake you up again." Colleen replied.

"Of course! And please, Colleen, don't feel bad about waking me up. I'm here to take care of you. It's my job."

Crystal returned with a family sized bag of Cheeto's, Doritos, and a pack of chewy chips ahoy cookies.

"You're the best, Crystal, thank you so much."

"Of course, honey. Gimme a call if you need anything else."

Colleen sighed. She wished Crystal hadn't brought her all those extra snacks, because it meant she had no other choice but to eat them all. She'd never fall asleep until every last morsel and crumb was in her belly. She ate another two pot cookies and got high as giraffe pussy, allowing her to put all that food away in record time. The chips ahoy cookies were the last to be stuffed into her overstretched stomach. Short of breath and stuffed to the brim, Colleen still wanted more. The weed didn't only make her hungrier, it made food taste better. The dopamine rush she got from biting into her favorite junk food was greatly enhanced by the THC. She huffed and moaned her way through the entire tray of cookies, and followed it up with another pot cookie to ease the horrible aching in her belly.

She woke up a few hours later to severe nausea and a terribly bellyache.

HICCUP!

URRRRRPPPPPPP!!!

&qu ot;Oh... Ugh... HICCUP! FUCK! Ugh... CRYSTAL!!!" Colleen moaned.

"Colleen?! What's wrong, honey!?" Crystal replied, bleary eyed and panic stricken.

"Ugh... I ate too much... Can you get me some Pepto Bismol?"

"Sure!"

Crystal returned with a dose of Pepto Bismol for Colleen. Colleen drank it down and let out a loud, obnoxious, belch, which almost made her throw up.

"Do you think you're gonna be sick, honey? Tell me if you do... Here..." Crystal said. She got Colleen a pink basin to throw up into, and picked up all the empty food wrappers, bags, boxes, and trash strewn about her bed.

Colleen took deep breaths, desperate to keep all the food she'd eaten down. After stuffing herself to such an impressive extreme, the last thing she wanted to do was puke it all up and have to start over again. She called Shannon as she waited for the Pepto to kick in.

"Hey, what's up?" Shannon yawned into the phone.

"I'm sorry to wake you, baby, but I... I ate way too much, and I... HICCUP! Could you come up and... URRRRP!! Rub my belly? Please?" Colleen begged.

"Ha... Of course! God, you scared me! I thought something had happened to you! I'll be up in ten minutes."

"Thanks, baby. I'll have Crystal let you in."

Shannon heaved herself onto the bed awkwardly, her big belly getting in the way as she snuggled up against Colleen. She had to really cram herself against Colleen, as the two of them were almost too fat to fit inside the bariatric hospital bed.

"Did my piggy eat too much!?!? Awwww... Here, let me help." Shannon said.

The girls kissed as Shannon rubbed Colleen's belly slowly and sensually.

"Ugh... Thank you so much for coming up here, Shannon. I ate so much food, I didn't wanna throw it up and have it not count towards my gain!" Colleen moaned.

"Well, of course! I can't have my baby wasting away up here, can I? My piggy needs her food, doesn't she?!"

Shannon jumped on Colleen, or at least tried to. Her belly and overall size got in the way as she tried to get in close for more kisses. She laughed as she repositioned herself, winding herself in the process, and settled for just cuddling up with her as she panted and caught her breath, rubbing Colleen's belly tenderly, easing the ache with her touch.

"Well good morning!" Colleen said, surprised.

"I'm almost too fat to kiss you! Hahaha, oh my God! That makes me so fucking horny..." Shannon growled, kissing Colleen again.

UUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP!!!!!!

" ;Ugh.... Oh my Gooooood..." Colleen gasped.

"Well excuse you!!" Shannon said.

"Ahhhh that felt so good..