chapter 3

The issue was, they ended up drinking a little too much wine that night. The early morning workout alarm came and went and when Abby finally pulled herself out of bed it was 10 am. She grunted with disappointment in herself as she threw on some tight, though intact, shorts, a baggy t-shirt and made her way to the kitchen.

“Morning sleepy head.” Sarah said cheerfully from across the counter.

“Hey, is that breakfast?” Abby asked looking over Sarah’s shoulder to the pans on the stove.

“Sure is, I was gonna have it ready for you when you came back from the gym, but looks like you didn’t make.” She said careful not to rub it in.

Sarah knew these days well. She’d promise herself she’d get to the gym the next day or start that diet tomorrow only to have her plans foiled by something unforeseeable.

Abby grabbed a plate and loaded it up. As much as she knew she shouldn’t and as surprised as she was that she wasn’t still full after last nights pizza party, she was very hungry and the eggs, bacon and hash browns looked to good to pass on.

“Careful Ab. I know the feeling so I won’t judge, but if you want to stay on track and not end up with this,” She said giving her plush belly a shake. “You’re going to have to try and cut back.”

“I know, I know, I’m just pretty hungry and still fogy from the wine last night. This will help clear my head.” Abby said annoyed, as she lifted a piece of greasy bacon to her lips.

After breakfast they decided to weigh Abby to get a track on where she was. Abby had subconsciously been avoiding it, knowing she had put on weight and not wanting to face it. She stripped down to her bra and underwear and timidly stepped on the scale.

While the numbers settled she took in her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were less angular, her breast slightly over filled her bra, her rounded belly looked even more pronounced after the big breakfast, her shapely hips and butt had thickened nicely and filled her tight panties to the limit. It seemed the weight clung more to her lower half and even she had to admit that she wore it well.

“Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.” She thought as her attention was brought back to the scale.

“145 lbs, of course some of that’s the breakfast we just ate.” Sarah said nervously looking for Abby’s reaction.

It was 5 lbs more than the 15 she had lost and this puzzled her. She assumed with similar habits and diets they be gaining and losing similar amounts, she half expected Abby to stay in shape somewhat as that was just how she had always known her. Then she thought to last night. Abby had indulged a little more in the pizza than herself. She wondered what this meant for the future of their pact.

“Ugh, oh well, at least my ass looks great.” She said in a slightly more carefree tone than Sarah would have expected as she gave it a shake and stepped off the scale.

She did look great in Sarah’s eyes, but Sarah didn’t know how Abby would handle being chubby for the first time in her life. And chubby she was, she needed new clothes that fit her fuller form more comfortably. Sarah also wanted a few new things now that her clothes were getting slightly baggy so they agreed to go shopping that afternoon to find some better fitting clothes.

Abby sized up and Sarah sized down and while they weren’t the same size quite yet they were getting closer. The experience was exhilarating for Sarah. She was now fitting more comfortably into sizes that were widely available. At her previous weight she had been pushing the edge of what was considered regular or plus sized. Abby on the other hand had some frustrations with nailing down her new size. Not wanting to see the numbers go up to much she had initially chosen only going up one number, but as Sarah pointed out the bottoms already looked tight and she wasn’t getting smaller in the next few weeks. Sarah helped Abby find some new chubby girl friendly options that had some stretch and gave her some room to grow. She was the expert in this realm after all. It still shocked Sarah to see her once slim friend struggling to pull up her pants over her fattened legs and butt in the dressing room. She no longer was experiencing the constant envy she had before and it was refreshing.

New outfits in hand they decided to hit the food court and once again Abby order more than her usual amount. She was tacking on extras along with Sarah. As they ate Sarah wondered how long Abby’s new outfits would last.