chapter 2

Claire dutifully went upstairs put her bag down, stripped off her t-shirt, jean skirt and lacy panties and put on the cotton briefs, which were pretty baggy on Claire’s slim figure. She put on the house dress and buttoned it up. She looked in the mirror , and thought, “I look old wearing these, everything is so baggy too.” Grandma called, “Claire, come down for lunch, please!”

Claire went downstairs and into the kitchen. If she had any doubt what her mom and grandma had planned for her, those doubt were extinguished when she saw the kitchen table. It was covered with rich pastas and sauces, breads, rolls even some donuts.

“Sit down please Claire dear, I will serve you.” Grandma filled a large dinner plate with rich food, overflowing the plate and set it in front of Claire. “Claire, you are much to skinny, you need to gain weight and a lot of it too. You will eat what is put in front of you. Is that clear?” Claire sniffed, “Yes Grandma.”
She started to eat. She finally finished the plate feeling her belly bloating under the lose cloths. Grandma put down another plate and Claire started in on that one too. She got halfway through, feeling like she might be sick, “Grandma, I’m so full! Do I have to finish this?” “Yes you do! Now take one bite at a time slowly.” Claire kept eating slowly and finally finished the plate.

“Well finally!” admonished Grandma. “Claire we are going to have to really work on your appetite. You are going to have to eat a lot more at meal times than just two plates and barely that!” “Yes Grandma” replied Claire. “Now go in to the family room and watch TV or lie down. You are not to get any exercise at all. Understood?” “Yes Grandma.”

Claire dozed off, not used to being so full. Around three o’clock, Claire was awakened by wonderful baking smells. Grandma waddled in with a large plate of warm chocolate chip cookies and a large glass of whole milk. “These are for you Claire, You couldn’t finish your lunch, but I decided to bring you some dessert anyway.”
Claire slowly ate all the cookies and drank the milk. She was so bloated and full she fell asleep again. Around six thirty her Grandma came in the family room, “Claire dearest it’s time for supper.” Claire sat up still feeling full, but there was no use arguing with her grandma. She got and followed her waddling grandma into the kitchen. The table was covered in rich pasta dishes and casseroles. She sat down and Grandma filled a plate, “Now eat Claire, you need to eat if you are going to gain all the weight I want you to put on, now eat up, no arguing!” “Yes Grandma.”

Claire, to her surprise, managed to finish three platefuls of rich pasta and sauces. She was sitting back caressing her engorged, bulging belly when Grandma plopped down a huge slice of cheese cake, covered in caramel and chocolate sauces. “Good girl, Claire you finished all your supper, now enjoy this cheese cake, I make it myself. It’s nice and rich!” Claire groaned to herself, “Oh my God, I am going to get so fat here eating like this!” Claire just replied, “Yes Grandma.” She started eating.

She finished a half hour later feeling like she would burst she was so full. She managed to get up and staggered to the family room couch and lay down. Two hours later, “Claire sit up, I want to watch my show. I brought you an ice cream sundae to enjoy while we watch.” Claire sat up and Grandma handed her a large bowl full of ice cream, nuts, M&Ms, whipped cream and smothered with chocolate sauce. Claire sat next to Grandma and ate her sundae. After the show it was time for bed. Claire and Grandma went upstairs and to their respective bedrooms.

Six-thirty sharp Grandma came in. “Wake up sleepy head, time for breakfast. Just wear your briefs and a t-shirt, you can shower after your first breakfast.” Claire thought, “First Breakfast!” She got up used the toilet and followed Grandma downstairs. As usual the kitchen table was covered with food. Grandma served Claire a huge pile of pancakes, then a pile of French toast, a stack of waffles, only to be topped off with bacon and whole milk. Claire leaned back holding her belly she was so full.

Grandma said, “Claire go up and take a shower now while I clear. I will have some more treats for you when you come back downstairs.” “Yes Grandma.”

Claire showered rubbing her distended belly with soap. Even after only three huge meals, she could feel how much her belly was bulging. She dried off, pulled on a clean pair of cotton briefs and the house dress and went downstairs.

Grandma had a plate of donuts and pastries weighting for Claire. “Here dearest have some donuts and pastries, they are so good!” Claire just replied taking a couple, knowing resisting would be futile, “Thank you Grandma.” Claire dutifully sat on the couch in the family room watching TV and eating donuts and pastries. Then as usual, “Claire time for lunch!”

This became the routine at Grandma’s house. She was eating huge, filling, fattening meals, with snacking in between. No exercise at all, just sitting either eating or watching TV, sleeping and coming to the table for meals and more snacks.
Claire had arrived at her Grandma’s house on May 3rd. It was now the 29th of June. After nearly eight weeks of over eating and sedentary lifestyle Claire had put on forty three pounds. That morning Grandma woke her up, “Time for breakfast dearest.” “Yes Grandma, I’ll be right down.” She sat up, but knocked her empty milk cup on the floor, she tried to bend down to pick it up, but her now round pot belly and plump, round thighs squeezed together and wouldn’t let her reach the cup.

When Claire arrived, she had a flat toned abdomen, a firm round bottom and toned thighs with a pretty good “thigh gap”. This morning, she had a round, bulging, soft, pot belly. Her thigh gap had closed and then some with her soft, perfectly round, plump thighs, her bottom cheeks filled and bulged out of the cotton briefs that had been “baggy” when she got there.

Claire’s appetite had exploded, she was now hungry, it seemed, only minutes after finishing a huge meal. She loved Grandma’s cooking and now looked forward to meal times. She even snacked and indulged on her own, Grandma didn’t have to encourage her to over eat anymore.

She grunted, trying to get the cup. Feeling her growing belly and thighs colliding, she stood up, ran her fingers under the tight elastic of the panty’s leg opening which were riding up on her soft bottom cheeks. The waist band of the white panty was covered by a roll of belly fat the sagged over the elastic and rest on top of another bulge of fat that was creased by the elastic waist band. Claire now too had a slight waddle, now where near the waddle that grandma had. She used the toilet and pulled on a tight t-shirt and rode up a couple of inches over the hidden waist band and went downstairs for her favorite meal of the day.

Grandma did not disappoint her protégé, the table had platters of Claire’s favorites and her appetite kicked in and Claire started to shovel food into her mouth while an appreciative Grandma looked on smiling at her growing granddaughter.

Just then the backdoor bell rang. “Mrs. Faber it’s me Matt from the grocery. I have your delivery.” Claire was mortified! It was Matt from the grocery. She had seen him on several occasions and they had spoken once in a while. When Claire first got to Grandma’s she met Matt delivering a huge order of groceries. Grandma introduced them. Matt smiled and said “Hi”, but that was it. He even seemed surprised that Claire was a granddaughter. Matt’ mother, though younger than Grandma, was a close friend of hers, so she liked Matt and secretly wanted him to date Claire, but not before she had put some serious pounds on Claire’s skinny body. Matt usually came much later in the morning after Claire had finished her breakfast and taken a shower and was modestly dressed in her “house dress” that Grandma insisted she wear. This time she was only dressed in the dreaded “granny” briefs and a t-shirt, which did not cover-up her bugling belly.

Matt came in carrying so many bags he did not even notice Claire eating at the table. He set down and bags and turned to get the rest and saw her. “Hey, good morning Claire!” Claire blushed bright red, but managed to respond, “Oh hi Matt you are here early this morning.” “Yeah I am. It worked out to stop here first this morning instead of later.” Matt walked out. Claire thought, “Oh my god he can clearly see how fat I’ve gotten here! This is so embarrassing!” Matt was thinking, “Wow Claire has really packed on the pounds! She look so hot in those panties with her t-shirt riding up on her belly.”