Chapter 2 - prologue 2 - aftermath of tg the year before

Right when you were sure she was gone, you headed for your childhood room. Thanks to your belly crammed full of a days worth gorging on thanksgiving food, getting up the stairs was even harder than normal for your out of shape body, causing you to pant so hard you had to stop and catch your breath half way up. This spurned a whole nother fit of sobbing as you were forced to acknowledged that you had become such an overfed cow that you were struggling just to get up the stairs. Eventually you waddled your way to your room and fell back onto your bed panting. Looking down, you never felt more massive, as all you could see were your tits and the top half of your belly rising above you like a mountain as it heaved up and down with your breath. As you laid there sobbing, feeling bigger and more ashamed of yourself than ever, you could no longer deny what was causing you to become so massive whether you wanted to or not. You were soaking wet and had been to some degree the entire day through all the embarrassment and shame. At this point you could tell you had soaked through your panties and were worried that it may be visible through your stretch pants.

After catching your breath, you slowly rolled your massive body onto your side. You could feel your mountain of a belly spreading across the bed, relieved to have the bed support its weight, but afraid to look down and be forced to acknowledge just how far it was spreading across the bed in front of you. As soon as you were settled you reached into your night stand, grabbing your vibrator and boxes of fattening creme filled donuts you had stashed there. Too fat and engorged to continually hold the vibrator to your clit, you click it on and insert it into yourself, leaving it there. You then slowly begin to cram the first donut past your lips as you begin to sob, tears rolling down your cheeks, wishing you weren't so embarrassingly massive, but knowing it turns you on so much that your helpless to prevent it, which just further turns you on more.

Slowly your sobs turn to moans as you begin to cram donuts into your mouth faster and faster. After nearly 8 donuts, your jaw goes slack, still full of donut, as you begin to cum for what feels like minutes as you lay there helpless and drooling. As your orgasm subsides, your left laying there panting, feeling pathetic and helpless as your now so fat, heavy, and engorged that just rolling onto your back sounds daunting. You don't even bother to pull out the vibrator as you lay there trying to catch you breath, instead your left staring at a mostly empty box of donuts realizing you've just crammed thousands of more calories into your already engorged body and afraid to look down and acknowledge just how massive you are. As your panting subsides and just how helpless and pathetic you are sets in, you begin to sob again. And once again, with tears rolling down your cheek, you slowly begin to push donuts past your lips. Soon enough, you cum again and the whole process starts over again even though it's the last thing your fattened body needs.

Eventually you lose track of time or how much you've eaten as it all becomes a blur of junk food and orgasms until you pass out in a stupor. The next day you wake up in the exact same spot, the vibrator, which must've run out of batteries thankfully, is still in your pussy. The first thing you see is a pile of donut boxes next to your head and the whole previous day comes rushing back to you. You lay there for a while after waking up, not wanting to move knowing that you'll feel heavy and huge and then there'll be no denying how obese and helpless you are.

After getting out of bed and pulling yourself together, you drive back to school that day, still in denial about the fact that your going to continue growing. Though to be fair, even if you acknowledged it, no one could've predicted just how massive you'd end up by this thanksgiving.