chapter 3

May 15th:

I think Susan has given up. Last month she was trying to lose the weight, or at least stop the gain. She was waking up early and going for long walks, or even trying to run, which was way too hard for her now. By the beginning of may, she stopped trying to exercise, but I was that her groceries were mostly fresh fruit and veggies, but no matter how healthy she tried to eat, she was eating way too much, always being hungry and gaining about 3-5 pounds a week.
Today I went to her apartment in the morning, as always and I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by what I saw. As soon as I entered I noticed chocolate bar's wrappers on the floor, a bag full of empty fast-food packaging by the door... And to my surprise, her fridge was now full of taking away chicken, chocolate bars, cheese... all the food she would not buy if she was actually trying to not gain weight.
I have to say I got excited. I can't imagine just how fat she is going to get. Not only she is taking appetite enhancers and fat gaining supplements, but also she is now eating all this calorie-packed food and binging. Just the idea of her belly starting to hang over the waistband of her pants and her clothes not fitting her is too exciting.

May 30th:

Oh boy, this is going just as I thought. She has given up! She is now ordering fast food delivered to her door almost every night! Her fridge is packed with greasy and sugary foods, even cakes some days... And, I can tell by just looking at her just how much she has been gluttoning... She must have gained at least 15 pounds this month... I know... Its a lot for just one month. And most of the pounds had gone right to the perfect place, her belly. I have started to hang over her pants that now are so tight on her I believe in a couple of days she will not be able to wear.
Also, big news! I have decided to place a small camera in her apartment, maybe two... one in the kitchen and one in the living room, I need to see her eating. I know that she eats, I know what she eats, but I need to see her eating, putting all that food in her mouth, her belly bloated... I just need to.

June 2nd:

Today is the first day I was able to enjoy the small cameras I installed in her apartment. There is no way she will see they are there.
As soon as she got home she took off her clothes, tight by the door, I guess she is really uncomfortable in those thigh clothes 2 sizes too small. In her undies, I could now see her body clearly. Her belly is massive. Her once flat stomach has become a round swollen gut that hangs over her undies. Her breasts have also grown and now also hang from all the new weight.
After stripping down, she went into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took a chocolate cake she bought yesterday. She placed it on the counter and took a small piece. She ate it, quick. She then took another small piece. I guess she still tries to somehow control herself but clearly fails. She then started just putting her fork on the full cake itself. Bite after bite I could see how she was losing control. Pieces were falling on her belly, this hitting the countertop as she binged. I was seeing her sideways. What a glory. Her belly kept hitting the counter as it got bigger and bigger. Her mouth was full all the time, covered in chocolate.
She then rubbed her belly and headed to the living room. She sat on her couch. Her belly folded into 2 rolls of pure fat, exposing her now white stretch marks. She was still covered in chocolate and crumbs, which made the image incredibly satisfying for me. I could not stop imagining her old self sitting in that same couch, with her small boobs, flat stomach, perfect face, her long hair on the sides... Now an overfed girl was in that place, with her hair on a loose ponytail, some acne on her face from all the bad eating. Her belly covering her undies. Her boobs hanging on the sides of her fat round belly... She was not the same person, and she was never going to be.