A tale of two moms

chapter 3

Ann placed a heaping plate of rich, rich breakfast foods in front of Sally. Sally’s stomach having been so stretched out last night was now growling to be filled again and fill it Sally did!

Ann and Jane’s flattery of Sally’s figure only added to her confidence that she could stuff herself silly and still be the “thinnest in the land”. Sally gorged herself. She ate four plates of cheese laden eggs, French toast, pancakes, hush puppies, deep fried grits and glasses of whole milk. Sally leaned back in her chair, her belly pushing down the tight, over stretch waist band of her little shorts. The tank top riding up on her bulging, distended belly.

She let out a huge belch, patted her belly, “So when do we have lunch? Hic burp, hic” she giggled.

Ann and Jane smiled. They too had indulged. Ann’s belly was a round orb ballooning out from under her modest boobs, straining her tight nylon panty. Jane’s belly too was taught round pot bulging over her tiny, tight, black bikini.

Both Ann and Jane made a point to tell Sally how fat they both now were. Deliberately sticking out the bellies, arching their backs, they said, “Sally how can you stay so slim eating the same food as we do and not getting fat like us!”

Ann and Jane cleared away the remnants of their feast. Sally got up and staggered over to a chaise, sitting down she split the seam on her little shorts, letting her expanding bottom free.

Sally soon fell asleep, being so drowsy from digesting the massive binge. Ann and Jane started fixing a massive lunch for their companion.

Two hours later, Jane roused her sleeping mom. Sally burped, “Burrp, excuse me dear, oh is that lunch I smell?” “Yes Mom it is, are you hungry I hope Ann and I have fixed a wonderful lunch for us. I think we made a bit too much, I hope you can help us by eating a little more, I have to fit into my wedding dress in a few weeks, I don’t want to get fat!”

Sally poked Jane’s tummy and giggled, “Don’t worry dearest Mom will take care of it!”

Sally hoisted herself off the chaise. She peeled off her ruined shorts, now dressed only in a bikini panty, her tank top and a bra, Sally walked over to the table now covered in rich, fattening foods.

“Oh Sally dear you’re up! Can you help us eat all of this, poor Jane and I are getting so fat eating, we really need your help!” begged Ann.

Sally patted her belly. “Don’t worry girls; I will take care of this!” She plopped herself into a chair. “Oh, this smells so wonderful, oh how about some of those brats, oh cheeseburgers too, and the casserole looks wonderful.”

Ann filled a plate for Sally and she dug in. For nearly three hours, Ann and Jane watched in awe as Sally gorged herself. She let Ann and Jane eat, but admonished then that they might get fat if they didn’t let her eat most of the feast before them. It was nearly three in the afternoon before an engorged, bloated and distended Sally stopped eating. “My goodness, I am so stuffed, buuuurrrrp, Oh excuse me.” Giggled Sally, now dizzy from eating so much.

Jane helped her engorged Mom to her wobbly feet. Sally was quite a sight. Her belly was rock hard bulging out from pubic bone to curve up under her boobs. Her over stretched tank top had ridden up to just under her bra, the tight bikini panty was obscured by her engorged belly. She arched her back to get her balance. “Oh Jane, dearest, you better help your mom up to her room to lie down. I think I might explode I am so stuffed! Ann, dear, you are a fantastic cook! I can’t remember enjoying a meal more!”

Jane helped Sally up the stairs. She half staggered, half waddled. Jane got her onto her bed. Sally looked up at Jane, “Thank you for helping me upstairs dearest.” “You are welcome Mom, replied Jane. “Mom thanks for helping eating so much today, so I won’t get fat!” Sally patted her engorged belly and then gently poked Jane in her tummy, “actually dear it was my pleasure, I forgot how much I loved food and good cooking, but I should try to cut back or I will get as fat as Ann!”

Jane left the room as Sally had fallen asleep, her body straining to digest the massive feast.

Ann looked up to see Jane coming down stairs. She loved they way Jane’s belly ballooned out over her tiny bikini; she could not have picked a cuter or nicer girl for her Matt herself.

“How’s your Mom dear?” asked Ann. “Oh my God, she is so stuffed, I can’t believe how much she ate, I have never seen her eat like this. She even said it was her pleasure, that she had forgotten how much she enjoyed a good meal.” Replied Jane.

“Well, Jane should we keep this up?” asked Ann. “Of Course! Ann, she has not been this kind and considerate of me since I went to college, I think she wants to gain weight again. If she is going to be this nice, than I want to fatten her up!” Jane almost shrieked.

Ann and Jane planned as massive, caloric, fattening assault on Sally’s waist line. They added more and richer food to the menu, heavy beers and plenty of snacks to temp Sally to indulge even more. They even used some psychology on Sally. Jane padded herself one morning and feigned waddling into her mom’s bedroom crying that she was so fat. Ann was stuffing her, fattening her up for the wedding, Sally needed to eat even more so Jane would not get even fatter!

That night’s dinner and every meal on, Ann and Jane plied Sally with massive amount of rich fattening food. They served rich heavy lager beers, one of Sally’s weaknesses, causing her to rationalize eating even more! By the third week of Sally’s stay she had gained over thirty pounds. None of her clothes fit, she wore just bikini panties and some of Dave’s t-shirts as she stuffed herself to save her daughter from becoming too fat.