Viki (an illustrated story)

Chapter 2 - images 5 - 6

(this is a short story I wrote as a caption for a series of images made by Bredy. All rights for the images belong to https://www.deviantart.com/bredy/)

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https://www.deviantart.c om/bredy/art/Viki-Painfully-Overstuffed-678313729

Does she suffer from depression, and is she comfort-eating? No way! She is always happy, she always smiles, and the short painful twinge she feels in her belly just indicates that she reached full capacity, and this twinge will soon melt away into an otherworldly feeling of satisfaction.
She loves life, loves being happy, and so if food makes her happy, she takes care to consume as much as she can. Why wouldn't she do what makes her the happiest?
That in the meantime she got so wide she needs two seats on the bus, that her belly got so big she can no longer bend down, and when she sits she has to spread her thick tights apart to let her belly drop down so she can breathe ... do these concern her? Does it concern her that her belly got so big it started to hang down, and every step she makes pushes it up and drops it down, making walking even more tiresome? Does it worry her that her largest clothes, which fit her not so long ago, are no longer able to cover her up?
No, currently her only concern is that there is still a slice of delicious pizza remaining, as well as some sweets, for which there is no longer any room in her stomach. But they are so delicious, so rich, so tasty! Maybe if she removed her over-stretched clothes, massaged her tummy and rested for a minute or two, she could try to finish with the leftovers.
Oops, her pants are coming apart at the seams as she tries taking them down. And her top, which used to be a shirt, barely lets her thick arms through and starts to stretch, rip, and tear. But no problem! She could always buy larger clothes. But to get a larger belly, for the purpose of being able to put even more food into it, requires a lot of work. And at least that belly is now free! She moans in pleasure. Let's see if there is still some room there.
Could she stop? We can't know, because why would she want to try to? It feels so good.


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https://www.deviantart.c om/bredy/art/Viki-McFood-679739462

Does she want deliberately to get fatter? No, probably not. Standing up from her chair, walking all the way to the counter to get some food (she only realized it was self-serving after she sat down), and walking back to her table was exhausting enough for her.
Does she feel humiliated? From her confident smile it is obvious she is not. And also from the fact that her shirt rode up to expose her naked belly, which now peeks out deep under her waistline, and she doesn't even try covering it up. Maybe because it is not bothering her? Or maybe, because her belly now hangs so low she couldn't reach it with her hand while standing, and if she sits down to adjust her clothes, there is no guarantee the struggling required to stand up wouldn't expose her belly again.
Does she wish she was thin? No, probably not. To become thin, so that her stomach would have less space for all that delicious food? Certainly not! She was never thin in her life, even though she almost doubled her weight in the last few years. This is not a small feat considering she was fat enough even back than that she could barely squeeze herself into her school desk.
So what does she want? At the moment nothing more but to savor the three gigantic burgers she just got. Her size, her widening figure, is just an incidental detail, which she learned to accept as a consequence of her love for food. She now even enjoys how huge she is for an extra reason, because her size saves her from having second thoughts or a guilty feeling about eating this much fattening food: she is, after all, large enough that these few extra burgers won't really count. Drops in an ocean.
After she joyfully eats all her burgers, she decides to wait a moment to savor all the delicious smells around her, and then a strange, new line of thought emerges in her mind. She feels full, but maybe she could try another burger. A small one. So her capacity expanded? She knew that three was her limit, and now maybe there is some room for a little more? This is important, because there was such a great selection, she was in great trouble when she had to select only three of them. And now, which one to go back for? There were many she wanted to try, and two which she had definitely regretted not to choose after she made her selection. So which one of those to go back for, and which one she must leave behind? she pondered, while sitting in front of the last crumbs of her finished meal. And then it hit her. Was she even bigger, she had room for more. This is obvious, thin people could not even eat the three she just devoured, maybe not even two. Until now, being big was just an inevitable part of life for her, but now it seemed to turn suddenly into a goal.
It's such a strange feeling, such a scary thought. But once it's there, she can't keep it out of her mind, it's tingling her whole body with excitement.
So she gets up, and stands in line again. Meanwhile, she is pondering which one of the two to order, and as the line in front of her gets shorter and shorter, that strange arousing sensation overcomes her again. Then she's there, and she still hasn't made up her mind. So, almost intoxicated from her rush of emotions, she chooses both, right there onto her tray. Then, as if sobering up, she also asks for a takeout bag, just to be on the safe side.
But as she already has a takeout bag, why not get another burger, there are so many types to choose from. Or two, or three. She will eat one on her way home, as she still planned some shopping and it always makes her hungry, and then there will still be a couple left, to eat them at home for dinner. Oh, there is a forth one, quickly disappearing in another takeout bag. And a fifth, so that the bag will not be wasted on just one item. And a sixth, to balance them out. For the rest, she will be returning some other day. But for now, let's return to the table, to put down the tray and try out how much this belly can still accept.