chapter 4 (1/2)

As the summer break came closer, so did their finals. Max was busy designing, sketching, and finishing up their final project, while Britney was spending the majority of her time either studying or crafting the PowerPoint for her presentation.

As her stress eating kicked into high gear, Britney just kept getting obscene amounts of fast food delivered to their dorm while offering some of it to Max, who never objected to free food. They were so focused that they neglected to care for the dorm that quickly became littered with wrappers and empty soda cans.

They both managed to pass their finals, but their bodies didn't come out of it unscathed.

Max now found themselves at a size 20, which they found odd cause they didn't think they were doing anything differently than before. Their thighs were riddled with cellulite and were starting to sag a little around her knees. Their belly also surged out quite a bit further, making it difficult for them to find a shirt that didn't roll up everytime they took a deep breath, but also didn't pinch their small wings of arm fat.

Britney on the other hand found herself buying a size 22 ("Maybe these won't shrink too much!") and was officially bigger than Max in both height and width. Now when she sat down in her computer chair, she had to squeeze a bit between her arm rests ("Did these things get bent?") and had to lower the seat cause her thighs were bumping into the edge of her desk ("Woops, must have accidentally raised that earlier!"). Her breasts had swelled up to a G cup ("I didn't realize boobs kept growing past high school"), but even then her flabby belly was just on the verge of being the first part of her to enter the room.

"You have to text me over the break!" Britney declared as she was grabbing just a few last-second items that she hadn't packed in advance. "And if we don't have out together at least once before the next semester starts, then I'm going to be soooo upset with you!"

Max nodded, still in the middle of chewing a snack cake. When they finished, they said "Yeah, sure. There's a buffet near my house if you want to go there with me some time."

The brunette already seemed to be drooling at the thought. "Let's do it!"
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Max's family was never exactly known for their healthy habits, so it was pretty normal for them to only interact with each other when they happened to be in the kitchen at the same time before taking the food back to their rooms so they could eat while on their computers. However, even though they spent most of their summer break lazing around in their bedroom, eating junk food, and drinking soda, they weren't really gaining that fast cause getting more food meant getting up and going to the opposite side of the house. So when the two of them met up six weeks into the break, they had only gone up one size, making them a size 22.

For Britney, things were a bit more complicated. Her family was always fairly healthy and strived for societal beauty standards. So when Britney came home with love handles and a split belly being strangled by ill-fitting jeans and a shirt that wasn't long enough to hide how her belly hung a few inches past her waistband, needless to say her mom and sisters were rather thrown off. Her family didn't want to say anything during the holidays and assumed that it was just a seasonal weight gain, but things were worse than they thought. They kept voicing their concerns and trying to get her to diet, but the education major was still convinced that she still had that bombshell body she had on that fateful Halloween night. It didn't help that her bedroom was a bit separated from the rest of the house and had a side door that went right outside, so it was normal for Britney to say she was going to take a bath but in reality she was walking to the fast food joint around the corner so that they wouldn't scold her for her eating habits. Though often times the only time she could get away was while they were asleep, which lead to her staying up later just to stuff her grumbling belly with fast food before passing out until noon. She hadn't updated her closet once since she got there, but if she had Britney would have discovered that she was now a size 26 - that is, if she even recognized her size.

"Oh my god, Max, it's been forever!" Britney cheered as she waddled her way over to her friend, who couldn't help but notice how her breasts were now being held up by her wobbling belly. She wore a pair of yoga pants that were stretched so thin that her pale flesh could be seen through the dark fabric, and the hem dug in deep, only emphasizing her beach ball belly and love handles. Her shirt was too busy trying to contain her watermelon sized breasts to even give her belly much attention, so the brunette was constantly pulling it down only for it to roll back up to her belly button. "Sorry that I look a little ridiculous. My family is like, CONVINCED that I've gained weight, so I haven't been able to get new clothes even though they all shrunk again."

They couldn’t imagine why. “Do you want to do some shopping after lunch?”

Her round face lit up, her wide smile seeming to emphasize her chubby cheeks and double chine. “Yes, I’ve sooo missed our shopping trips together!”

Max wasn’t sure what they were expecting when the two roommates waddled into the all-you-can-eat buffet, but it definitely wasn’t for Britney to get right to stacking multiple plates high with food, setting them down on the booth, and going back to fill some more. They were already through eating their first plate before she finally squeezed herself into the booth, licking her lips as she looked at the ten monstrous plates before her.

When Max went up for their second plate, they found themselves grabbing two at once - one for themself, and one for their roommate. They weren’t certain what compelled them to do it, but the witch couldn’t help but wonder if Britney would even notice the extra plate.

The answer was no, as the brunette continued to plow her way through every scrap of food put in front of her, with no care of how much of it ended up on her struggling shirt or deep in her cleavage. Max got up four more times before they finally felt stuffed, which left Britney with 15 plates to consume instead of the 10 she originally grabbed.

As soon as the final bite was swallowed, the once silvette brunette let out a belch loud enough to make plenty of the other customers in the buffet to express their disgust. “Ahhh, that really hit the spot! I haven’t eaten that good in months.”

Max highly doubted that as they watched Britney caress her swollen belly, the bottom half under the table and the top half resting on top. “Do you want any desert?”

“Oh, you KNOW I want some desert,” Britney started to say and was about to slide out when her belly stopped her. “--oof, huh?”

“I’ll get some for you,” Max quickly said, standing up and waddling over to the dessert table before Britney could think too hard about why she had trouble getting up. They were certainly glad for their server experience back when they were high school, as they found themself returning to the table with five plates in their arms, each one piled high with cake, brownies, cookies, and cinnamon rolls.

While Britney was distracted by the food, Max checked under the booth to find that the table wasn’t attached to the floor like they originally thought. So as she ate, they slowly inched the table closer and closer to themself until it was pressed against their own flabby belly. It seemed that the table was the only thing stopping her shirt from rolling up further, as it snapped up and settled right between her massive breasts and her top belly roll.