chapter 7

Chapter 7

Groggy and still feeling frustrated from the night before, Hannah woke up to find herself alone in her bed. It didn’t take long for her to realize that even more time had passed and that they hadn’t been kind to her body. Trying to sit up seemed so much more difficult. Feeling anger and frustration at her new larger size she did notice that her wedding band was missing. “Good, I finally left that lard ass husband of mine.” At that moment a man entered the room.

“Ok, honey. I’m off to the gym. You sure you don’t want to come with me?”, he said. Hannah was shocked to see Mike in front of her. He looked amazing, almost like a model. He had replaced all the fat with muscles that made him look like Adonis.

Mad at herself for thinking she left her husband, she was relieved to see him, but was more excited to see him in this state. “Maybe we can get a workout here in the bed.”

Mike was clearly disinterested. “That’s ok honey. I should really get going. Don’t forget to go pick up your wedding ring today. Hopefully the new band will fit. Love you. Bye.” Mike turned around and headed out the door.

Hannah was dismayed to not only be rebuffed by her husband in such a manner, but also to realize that she had become so fat that her wedding ring no longer fit!?! Hannah’s fat fingers fumbled to find and unlock her phone to find that 5 more years had passed. She was mortified. “I’m a 41 year old obese housewife. What the hell happened to me?”

Determined to not wallow in her own pity and feeling hunger pains in her stomach she worked her way out of the bed.

Bracing herself she worked her way into the bathroom, and took a good look at herself in the mirror. The first thing she noticed was her pajamas was essentially a muumuu that only accentuated her larger belly. Looking at her face she truly didn’t recognize the woman she saw. Gone was her jawline and in its place was an ample double chin. Her face was completely round and wrinkles and frown lines had appeared all over. Her hair was cut short, and while it looked very professionally done, she couldn’t help but think that she just looked like a fat Karen!

Scared to see what was hiding under her muumuu, she worked up the courage to remove it, and instantly regretted her decision.

Her eyes were drawn to her massive and stolen breasts that now hung on both sides of her pronounced gut with her nipples facing directly to the ground. Her belly had seemingly grown a second belly with the bottom belly resembling a loose apron that dangled in front of her hidden and rather hairy private area. 

Her arms had grown so much fatter and her elbows looked like they had their own fat rolls.

Her thighs were so thick it looked as though they were permanently glued together with cottage cheese looking cellulite that jiggled with every movement. Turning her body she found an ass that now resembled a shelf with each cheek resembling a globe more than an ass cheek.

Hannah wanted to cry, but she didn’t. Instead the longer she stood there the more she seemed to embrace her body. She found herself touching and rubbing all over herself. Playing, poking, and jiggling every bit of her. She started even feeling aroused by the woman she saw in the reflection. She convinced herself that this was all still temporary, and that she should enjoy this fat body before she returns to her normal svelte twenty something self.

Noticing a scale in what looked like Mike’s corner of the bathroom she had to see how big she was now. She was thinking to herself I must have at least 20lbs judging by her new size. The thought of this much weight made her only more curious and aroused.

Stepping on the scale she was surprised by the difficulty of seeing the number that laid on the scale. She had to croon and maneuver her neck past her gut to catch a peek.

What she saw astonished her. It read 310.8lbs. “Holy hell, how the fuck did I get so fat!?! No wonder Mike didn’t want to have sex. I’m an obese pig. Does he know that I weigh 300 lbs?!?”