Chapter 3 - developments

April didn’t in fact care about exercising at all, and instead was just watching Alex lift weights. Sitting with a bag of snacks she had brought, while swooning when Alex performed a particularly large rep of weights. April had gotten far hornier as of late, and she had trouble keeping her composure, subtly grabbing handfuls of her thigh, and biting her lip, her heart raced just as rapidly as Alex’s.

Not yet ready to make a move, April decided to sit on her feelings, but on the drive home, she couldn’t help staring at Alex. Alex noticed this, but was oblivious to April’s feelings.

Not long after, Alex had gone home for the holidays, but April decided to stay with her caterpillars as they needed feeding.

Another month passed without April slowing down. She continued to spend almost all her time snacking with her caterpillars. April had gotten properly fat. Sitting in her room nibbling, after another doctors visit, April had put on another 20kgs, bringing her to weighing in at 90kgs. She now weighed more than Alex, and it showed.

Having not been interested in buying new clothes, April had taken to wearing a baggy hoody and sweatpants while out of the flat, and next to nothing while in the flat. This embarrassed the odd delivery boy, who would come by.

April was bursting out of her current clothes. Her tank top had ridden up, letting her chubby belly peek out the bottom, becoming big enough to grab handfuls of. Her boobs no longer fit so she didn’t wear a bra, bulging out the top of her overfilled tank top. Her bottom half however is where the growth really went off the charts. Her skirt no longer fitting, April sat in her too small panties, not worrying too much about showing herself off, because her tummy sat in her lap, keeping her modest. Her panties were beginning to come apart, as most of her weight has gone straight to her ass and thighs. Her meaty ass ripped them a little more each day. Her big pillowy thighs spread against her seat, giving her a large soft lap, which jiggled softly with the slightest motion.

April would often idly play with her tummy and thighs, grabbing handfuls of them and squishing them rhythmically. She would often think about Alex, missing him in his absence, she really hoped he would come back to the flat soon. Just the thought of him made her heart race, and she had been pleasuring herself frequently of late.