Brooke's Fantasy Becomes Real Life

Chapter 1 - a new start

Brooke just moved into her new appartment, and after finally getting settled in and putting everything where in its place, she decides it finally time to sit back and relax. She plops down on the couch, pulls out her phone and starts scrolling through her social media. After about 40 minutes of blindly scrolling, her stomach starts growl. "Oh shit, I forgot to get something to eat." She said. Brooke takes a look at the time on her phone. "11: 25pm. Maybe I can order out some pizza still." She said. Brooke then started searching for which pizza places were open still taking delivery orders. She finally settled on one and started browsing their online menu and deals. "Hmm, i dont get paid again for a few more days so i only have $30 to work with for extra things right now", she said as she scrolles through the deals. She thought about and compared all of the deals until she made the decision to go with their best deal, which was $20 for an XLG 2 topping pizza, 2 sides, and a 2lt. "An XLG pizza should last me for at least 2 days right? Its 12 slices so it should be enough until I get paid again." Brooke then customized and placed her order. She then continued to scroll on her phone again, waiting for her food to arrive.
After an hour there was a knock at her door. Brooke locked her phone and tossed it on the couch as she got up to answer the door. She grabbed her food and thanked the delivery guy as he left. She turned and went back into her apartment, heading towards the kitchen. She grabbed a plate and a cup, and got herself some food and her drink, then made her way back to the livingroom. She sat down on the couch, sat her stuff on the coffee table, and grabbed the tv remote. She scrolled a bit and finally decided on something to watch. She then started to eat her food and relax.
She had finished her food after 10 minutes, but was still a little hungry. "Hmm, a few more slices couldn't hurt right? Ive been doing pretty good with the diet and exercise. Ill just skip breakfast and have a light lunch tomorrow." Brooke had to think about if she should eat anymore since she was trying to lose weight. Brooke is only 5' 4", and weighs 240 lbs. Shes been working hard, and has been dieting and exercising to reach her goal of 140lbs. Shes lost 60lbs in last 6 months so far, and doeant want to ruin it. "It should be fine right?" Brooke then headed towards her bathroom, and got on the scale. It read 242lbs, which she understood would happen since she just ate and her food hadnt digested yet. She then turned towards the fullbody mirror next to her and looked at her body. She ran her hands around her stomach, and just stared at her reflextion for a little bit.
After a few minutes of staring, Brooke then lifted her shirt, and pulled her pants down from being over her belly. She pushed into her soft flabby skin, she jiggle it, she grabbed the sides of her belly in her hands. She turned to different angles looking at it and herself in the mirror. Her mind now started to race as the thought of gaining weight ran through her mind. Years ago when Brooke was a teen, she had discovered a site called Fantasy Feeder, and had gotten addicted to the thought of just getting fatter and fatter, but as she got older the thought faded away, and instead she had wanted to lose weight. As thw thoughts start flooding back, she now contemplates what she wants to do. She lives on her own now. Nobody can stop her and tell her no. She has no family to try to impress, and nobody to make fun of her for doing so. She stands there, thinking while staring at herself. "Maybe it will be ok to gain weight. I work from home anyway. Its not like its an issue really. Maybe itll be alright." She said to herself.
Brooke fixed her clothes and went to her bedroom. She got changed into her pjs, which consisted of a tshirt and a pair of shorts, and then headed back to the kitchen. "If i change my mind i can always just re-lose the extra weight. Its fine, its ok. Im am in charge now!" Brooke then grabbed the boxes of food, and headed to the livingroom. She resumed her show, and then started to eat the extra food she had. Hesitant at first, but then she continued as though she was just normally eating. After a few slices she started to feel a little stuffed. She looked at the box to see that she still had 8 more slices of pizza left. She then looked down at her belly, rubbed it a little, and tried to force herself to finish the other 8 slices. As she continued to eat, her stomach started to really feel the pressure from being stuffed, but she still had pizza, and breadsticks left. She forcefully ate the last 6 slices of pizza in pleasure, as the feeling of being so full, and still eating caused a sensation to flow throughout her body. Her stomach now distended from being so full, she rubbed it, and pulled the waistband of her short under her belly. She pulled her shirt up to her breasts, and just looked upon her full belly. "This is nice. I like this! I love this!" Brooke then started to shovel down the remaing bread sticks until they were gone. She was then saddened once it was all gone. She was completely stuffed, but wanted more. She wanted to stuff herself more. Then she remebered that she had gotten the brownie dessert for the 2nd side for the special, and ran to grab it from the fridge. She grabbed a cup of milk, and started to devour the brownie right then and there. Within 2 minutes all 9 squares were gone. She moaned in pleasure as she leaned back against the wall and slowly slid down to the floor. She rubbed her now very stuffed belly. Feeling so full, she just sat there, and eventually she fell asleep there.
The morning came and Brooke's alarm started to go off. Hearing the faint noise she woke up startled and confused as she looked around the kitchen. "Did i fall asleep here?" She looked around and was taken aback a little when she saw that her belly was completely exposed. "So that wasnt a dream, i really did that last night." She rubbed her belly for a little bit, and then decided to get up and ready for the day. She cleaned up the mess from last night, and then headed towards the bathroom. Hesitant, she then stood staring at the scale. She stepped on and closed her eyes, afraid to see the damage. It beeped and she slowly opened her left eye. The number 244 flashed. She stepped off the scales and just stared. "244 isnt bad. I can lose that easily.... but do i want to lose it?" She rubbed her still exposed belly and turned to the mirror to look at herself. She tried to imagine what she would look like if she was bigger, way bigger. She looked at her legs, her thighs, her butt, her belly, and her breasts. "What if it isnt bad? What if its fun? What if i like and prefer it? Id rather die knowing that i lived my life happy for me instead of living to look how others and social standards want me. But what if i regret it and its too late to turn back? What it i end up weighing 600lbs and then regret it and it too late!?" Now worried, Brooke looks in the mirror, saddened and scared about what could go wrong. She then tried to imagine herself if she lost all the weight and reached her goal. "I do lose the weight and reach my goal, ill still have all of this excess skin. Especially around my legs and but." Brooke grabbed her buttcheeks and turned looking in the mirror. "Its decided then." Brooke then continued getting ready for the day.