Chapter 5 - cheer full

Addison found herself huffing as her heart slowly began to stop racing. She was exhausted. Her legs felt like jello and were beginning to lose circulation because of her compromised position, as were her arms. Addison desperately needed to get herself unstuck, but she was in a fix. Her belly was so round with fat that it prevented her from leaning forward. Her thigh, and hips wedged against the sides of the locker prevented her from wiggling straight out. In order to get out she needed to turn sideways, but she couldn’t even use her arms to help herself stand up because they were awkwardly stuck at her sides.

Addison had no choice, but to use the only part of her that was free. She scrambled her legs to try and get some traction on the floor. Once she felt satisfied in where she planted her feet, she pushed herself deeper into the locker and freed her hips and thighs from the locker opening. She was now pressed tightly against the back of the locker, but now she could actually maneuver her hips. Using her feet to push herself slightly upward, Addison began to sweat while she slowly turned her body to its side and managed to wiggle her legs into the locker. Struggling, Addison slowly stood upright at a sideways angle. She was careful not to hit her head, but it appeared that the locker was taller than she previously thought, because she had no problem standing up fully straight without bumping her head. Now standing up sideways in the locker, Addison was presented with a new feeling.

Her thicker butt was pressing against the metal siding of the locker behind her and her exposed jelly belly was pressing up against the metal siding in front of her. She wasn’t as wedged as she had been, but she was still stuck. As Addison cradled the sides of her soft belly in her hands, she was surprised at how cold and soft it felt. Shuffling sideways and wiggling her belly Addison once again reached the opening of the locker. She tried to force herself through all at once, but it was clear she was a bit too big to fit out that way. She tried to slide her soft belly free from the locker first, but the edge of the opening made it too uncomfortable for Addison’s newly soft midsection.

Her next attempt involved sliding her butt through the opening first and after some grunts of frustration one butt cheek managed to slide outside of the narrow opening. Addison’s face cringed as the cold siding that now stuck between her butt cheeks made her feel very uncomfortable. She quickly tried to force the rest of her wider hips and thicker butt out, but it seemed she had only stuck herself more firmly. Addison desperately tried to suck in her belly by holding her breath, and in so doing, barely managed to wiggle herself out of the locker. Addison was finally free, but at what cost?

Her pink sweatpants now felt very tight, in fact, painfully tight around her middle. Addison had to untie the string on the pants in order to provide her enlarged belly room to breathe. It was a strange situation for Addison, because she couldn’t see the string of her pants due to her fat belly budged in front of her vision. The way her fat belly stuck out, it honestly looked like she could go into labor any minute. Addison’s white tank top had risen up to her solar plexus and couldn’t hide the increased girth of her fat belly. Addison waddled over to a mirror in shock, as she almost tripped over the fabric of her sweatpants around her ankles. Everything Aria said was true. While Addison appeared to possess the thighs, butt, hips and belly as a fat imitation of a heavily pregnant woman, her face, arms, and boobs had not changed at all. Addison’s c-cups were still hefty as always, but compared to her belly she couldn’t help, but feel they looked smaller by comparison.

Addison couldn’t quite place her finger on it, but she felt disoriented. And it was more than just how much weight she had magically accumulated. She felt slow as she walked back to her sports bag. She felt clumsy as she threw it across her shoulder. She felt heavy as she peered out of the girls locker room door. She needed to get out of sight before someone saw her like this. Luckily there was no one in the hallway and Addison hurried to go escape through the gym door. As she trudged along, she wobbled from side to side. Her legs felt near numbness and struggled to support her newfound weight. She almost felt like she was falling forward while she walked. To make matters worse she could feel, with disgust, as her belly bounced up and down and her ass and thighs jiggling with every step. To top it all off, the flip flops Addison had hastily slipped onto her feet seemed dangerously loose, and Addison kept stumbling in them as she tried to hurry to her car.

She felt winded and relieved once she managed to open her car door, throw her sports bag into the passenger seat and plop her enlarged butt into the drivers seat. Her heart was racing from the nervous pace she had kept rushing to her car. Finally feeling safe, Addison turned her car on. But something was wrong. Addison looked around and felt the car looked different. As she reached out her foot to tap the brake pedal, Addison realized with shock what was going on.

“Why can’t I reach?! Are my legs.. Smaller?! No-no-no! Ahh!” Addison shrieked, as she leaned downward to try and reach the pedals. “Did that b*tch made me fatter and shorter!? How short am I?!”

Addison tried to contain her panic and adjusted her seat much closer to the steering wheel. She was annoyed by just how far her belly budged out from her shirt. It was practically touching the wheel. Addison even had to spread her legs to allow her belly room to fit. With a grunt and some pent-up anger, Addison roared her car to life and quickly sped across campus to her recently acquired room. Once she parked outside her dorm, she stormed inside to her room and quickly slammed the door shut.

The first thing Addison did once she had a moment to rationally think was dig out a wedgie that had formed because of the way her extremely tight pink sweatpants clung to her inflated rear end. Addison wasn’t used to having such a big butt and observed with frightful embarrassment how her once firm bubble butt had inflated into such a tubby monstrosity. Addison quickly tugged the pants off. The pantlegs were now also much too long for her. That would explain why she was tripping over them earlier in the locker room. Even her feet looked a size smaller, and Addison never had large feet to begin with.

Trying to gather her bearings, Addison grabbed her scale from the bottom of her closet and quickly weighted herself. However, once she was on the scale, she realized that her belly was blocking her view of the number. She had to almost half squat forward, much to the protest of her weak thigh muscles, in order to get a good look. She almost shed a tear when she saw 168lbs staring back at her. She had only been 126lbs that morning. Addison was silent in her internal agony as she forced herself to check on other necessities.

The next item on the to-do list was to check her height. Addison kept a tape measure on her shelf in the closet, so she hurried over to grab it. There was just one problem. As Addison stretched upward to the shelf, she realized that she was too short to reach it. In an annoyed effort Addison jumped only to lift herself mere inches higher off the ground. After a few more frustrated jumps and missed reaches, Addison was red faced and out of breath. Only as her heart raced and sweat began to fall from her forehead did Addison think to grab the chair from her desk to stand on. Once she got the tape measure, she wasted no time in discovering that she now only stood 5’3! Her height had shrunk by five inches because of that freak Aria! Addison only had one reaction to this realization and to the fact that she couldn’t contain this problem before cheer tryouts.

“AaaaaaHHhhhhhh!!!! I DON’T WANT TO BE A FAT FREAKING MEATBALL!!!!!!!!!!!” Addison cried, as she sat down at her desk and couldn’t help but shed some tears of frustration. What had even happened today? Could it be that this was all just a cruel dream? Addison hoped so, as she stared at her prized pageant photo that she kept above her desk.

When she had been sixteen years old, she won a beauty contest in her hometown and gotten to wear a sash and a really pretty tiara and everything. Now she grabbed some emergency candy that she kept in the bottom drawer of her desk. It just so happened she grabbed a tootsie roll. It was her favorite chocolaty indulgence. As she savored its healing flavor and held her prized picture in her hand an evil part of her mind imagined what she might look like in that dress and tiara now.

What happened today? She had gone from a tiara deserving princess to a tootsie roll eating big bellied fat*ss. The only thing that was keeping her from complete despair was the chocolaty taste gracing her lips. As her belly rumbled in approval, Addison decided that there was no better time to indulge in her emergency stash of candy than on the worst day of her life. She only hoped that when she woke up the next morning everything would be back to normal.