Lolita

Chapter 5 - the video, pt 2

Around 10, Lolita's eyes opened. She had slept the rest of her day away and was hungry but knew she should wait to stuff again. She grabbed the bag of chips and her camera and went to edit her video. She wanted to add in the pictures so her fans could really see them and then she uploaded it. She wanted to stuff again the next day and decided to take some sleep aids to help her pass out til morning when she could do this all over again. She chugged her bottle of soda and went to bed bloated.

The next morning she woke up and checked her upload. Tons of comments and likes filled the screen. She was loving all the attention and wanted to do something just as special for part two. She got dressed and went out to get food. She decided to go with a family meal from the grocery store which came with a whole roasted chicken, a pound of mashed potatoes and a pint of gravy, 6 corn on the cob, a pound of Mac and cheese, and a pack of dinner rolls. She picked up a bottle of wine and a container of chocolate chip cookies too. The girl at the checkout asked her if she was having a party and Lolita just nodded and smiled. "A party of 1." She thought to herself. She paid and went home.

Her spread covered her coffee table and she decided to wear a sports bra and running shorts. The bra was so tight her breasts spilled out all over and the Lycra shorts were stretched to the max. The bra was a medium and her shorts small/medium. The fact that she could even struggle into them was a miracle. She had her camera set up already and she turned it on before walking back over to the couch. As she sat down a loud rip could be heard. Her shorts had split and she tore them the rest of the way off leaving her in her bra and panties.

"Well, there goes those. I bought them last year near Christmas out of guilt but never really wore them, obviously. So I have more of my story to tell and another wonderful spread to devour. I wanted to thank all of you. You've all been so supportive and have been with me for over a year. I still have been trying to get back into shape because people I know keep asking me questions and want me to be who I was but..." She trailed off. She wasn't skinny anymore. Far from it. Lolita had gone from a tiny 115 lb girl to an 190 lb woman and she knew she wasn't done. She wanted so much more. She didn't want to be immobile but she wanted to reach 200 and 250 and eventually 300. She wanted to lose herself completely.

"I love this. I love feeling my belly expend and get tight. I love binging and eating and food. It's all so wonderful. I'm not even that big yet and I'm already ripping shorts. I want that with all of my clothes. Back to my story though. After Thanksgiving I was kinda in denial. There was a side of me that wanted more and another dying side that said I should be fit. I was never happy fit though. I hated the rigidness and the fact that I couldn't eat anything. I hated not spending time with my friends and food had become equal to freedom. I could eat whatever and be happy. My gain didn't really progress but the holidays did not help. I took two months off work and lived with my parents because I wanted to be free. My mom always had something in the fridge and my parents aren't the cleanest eaters. I still tried to run but those got shorter and less intense. After January I was up probably a good 10 lbs total from Thanksgiving to February. So I was not really fitting those 00 pants anymore. I had to go up in sizes and something just kinda clicked. I bought clothes way too big for me. I went up to a 4 in pants and a large in shirts when I was probably a 2 and a medium at most. I also got bigger clothes. I bought a pair of 6, 8 and 10's and some XL shirts and tried those on. The pants pretty much fell off but I was determined. The shirt was huge on me. That was the one I wore yesterday by the way. I took them all home and moved out in early February this year. I was 140 pounds then and had to wear a belt all the time. My parents thought I had lost weight because everything looked so loose. Of course, I didn't tell them why. I went back to my internship and everyone congratulated me for losing weight. It was funny really. Here I was 25 pounds heavier and most people thought I was losing weight. It was around that time I actually started looking up this stuff. I thought I was crazy but after finding a bunch of different sites I just knew this was what I wanted. I wanted to grow and I wanted people to see it. So around that time I started my channel. I don't think I've ever really taken my measurements. I know I'm up to a D cup now in my bra and that I'm in those 8s but those are getting really really tight now. I'll have to pull out the 10s soon. I also haven't really weighed myself this month but I know I'm bigger. Much bigger. I've been eating a lot but you all know that. I still have to work but maybe one day I can just sit back and enjoy eating. Big dreams right? Haha anyway. That's a lot of talking and I know you all want to see me fill this puppy up."

She started in on her feast and got most of the way through before she decided to stop so she could chug her soda. She knew expanding her stomach was the most crucial part and she loved the way it felt. It stuck out hard and was round and undeniable. She looked pregnant. She thanked her fans again and put turned off the camera. Rubbing her belly was so rewarding. The hardness of it was covered in a layer of soft fat that she fondled lovingly. She had worked hard to gain these 50 lbs and couldn't wait to see the look on her parents face this Thanksgiving. She had been making excuses not to see them and wanted them to be surprised. She had made up her mind. No more gym, no more pretending, no more fake Lolita. She was a pig and she absolutely loved it.