chapter 5

Over the course of the next three weeks smoking secessions quickly became a favorite date for the young couple. For the third straight Friday night and second night that week Courtney arrived at Eli’s house just before 5.

She didn’t look as if she was dressed for a date. Wearing grey yoga pants and one of Eli’s hoodies that was far too large for her she was dressed for nothing, doing nothing. He let her in with a kiss.

Soon she was on the couch, bong in hand. Watching some documentary about deer. Eli asked her if she wanted any snacks as he handed her a beer. A bowl later and she was headed to the pantry to look.

Eli sure had snacks; all types. Courtney considered what flavors she wanted tonight. She reached for some flamin hot Cheetos and double stuffed Oreos.

Eli took note of the snacks his girlfriend seemed to have a weakness for. Really anything cheesy or chocolaty were her most common choices. It was getting warmer in the apartment. Courtney reluctantly took her hoodie off. She hoped Elijah wouldn’t notice the ‘problem’ that had been occupying her thoughts lately.

‘You’re not getting thinner’
‘you’re certainly heavier than you’ve ever been’.

In the past 3 weeks Courtney had eased her exercise quota from 5 days to 3 to just once so far that week. She also wildly miscalculated the amount of calories she was eating with the munchies. She was afraid to weigh herself, yet knew the situation wasn’t looking good. She had started outgrowing even her largest cloths, resorting to baggy hand-me-downs and sportswear.

Elijah of course had seen his handiwork beginning to pay off, still he had work to do. “Want Indian food?” He asked as she started to rip the bong again. She nodded and gave a thumbs up as she exhaled the musty smoke. Butter chicken, extra creamy. Once the food arrived Courtney took no time getting to work on her chicken. She was forking as much chicken, rice and orange cream sauce as possible with every mouthful. She was focused on the flavors. Her tongue ecstatic a soft moan escaped her mouth as she begun to slow down. She had eaten about 75% of her food and was clearly reaching her limit. One of her hands gently rubbed her belly, a small amount of cheeto dust was deposited on her tee-shirt which was already looking quite tight on her. She looked right at Eli, he was looking at her, waiting to meet her eyes. He scooted closer and maneuvered himself so he could cuddle against Courtney. He gently reached around her back so she could lean on him. Courtney took another sip of her beer, her third (or fourth?) drink of the night. Eli then leaned over to whisper.

“Are you going to finish your butter chicken?” He said. She contemplated the question for a while “hmm yeah probably” she groaned as she attempted to sit up a little. Eli held her back “I’ll get it for you” he said using his free hand to bring a fork to her mouth. This felt a little weird to Courtney but she was tired and the chicken tasted great. One final bite and the dish was empty, Courtney wasn’t sure she had ever eaten an entire takeout order in one sitting before. She suddenly felt an uncomfortable buildup in her stomach. “Ugh, … ugh” a loud belch escaped her lips “oh my god excuse me” she said embarrassed. Worried Eli might’ve been grossed out. To her surprise Eli simply began to work his hands south, feeling her thighs. The tone of Courtneys thoughts immediately changed as blood rushed to her privates. She continued to rub her descendent stomach as Eli began to rub something else. Another moan escaped her lips, this one louder and more confident. She came hard a few moments later and was asleep within minutes.

11 hours later and it was 6 in the morning. Courtney’s head throbbed and she felt sluggish in her movements. She needed her own bed. Getting off the couch she quickly put the hoodie on and walked out the door. Jesus it was cold, she made it home by 7. Amanda was home, preparing breakfast for herself. She looked with worry at her roomie. Courtney clearly wasn’t sticking to her diet, and had been dressing lazily for a week now. “Just come back from a run?” she said sarcastically. “No just getting back from Eli’s about to go back to sleep” Courtney said quietly looking down. “Do you want to weigh yourself again to see your progress?” Amanda said with a serious tone. Any happiness drained from Courtney’s face “I should” she said almost reflexively.

148 lbs. she was up 19 pounds in just 3 months, this was bad.

‘I need to eat less’
‘how do I eat less’
‘why is this happening to me?’

Courtney and Amanda went to the mall after that. Courtney bough a slew of new larger cloths. She was disheveled, sure she didn’t look that much bigger but she absolutely felt it.

‘that’s almost medically overweight’
‘Im going to lose Eli’
‘how could I let this happen’

Later that night she called Elijah “I think we need to have a date out, not just another meal at home, something fancy maybe”. She was tired of being lazy and eating in. She wanted her confidence back. “Sushi?”. Courtney was pleasantly surprised. “Absolutely!” She said with excitement.

Hours later Courtney looked herself down in the mirror. Her red lipstick shone contrasting her pale skin and well-done hair. Her red and black dress highlighted her assets and diminished her recent softness. She felt beautiful. “Welcome darling” Eli said with a smile, he was dressed well as well. Dashingly handsome Courtney was happy just taking in his look. “Before we go, I have something for you.” He said with a smile as he handed her a rather large gummy bear. “It’s 99.6% THC, you’ll love dinner every bit more.” She was taken aback, seemingly meditating for a moment she landed on yes. And took a huge bite of the bears head. She quickly devoured the remainder of the gummie bear. Not knowing it had an incredibly high dosage. 30 minutes until it hit her.

Her food was in front of her. And it happened, a tremendous amount of sushi entered her vision. It looked so delicious, there was so so much. She took a piece, doused it in soy sauce and ate it whole. Ecstasy, that was it. She ate and she ate. 25 minutes of steady munching, dipping and swallowing later and her dish was empty. Her stomach felt… different. She could tell it was full but it also just felt good.

She stumbled to the car, breathing slow and stifling a hiccup now and then. Eli drove right home, he had a surprise for her.

Plodding back onto the couch, Courtney looked at the TV ahead of her through foggy eyes. She was high as fuck and absolutely stuffed. The TV was playing some episode of my strange addiction. Courtney watched in awe, she thought about how weird people were. No wonder Eli was a psychology major. Courtney then thought about her future. Science was a blast and she loved it, but where to land? Suddenly a certain smell hit Courtney’s nose, something unexpected.

Melted, gooey, fresh. Chocolate Chip Cookies. Her favorite, saliva started building in her mouth. Her stomach was full but boy she wanted a cookie.

The smell got stronger until she felt the crisp warm texture of cookie on her lips. She instinctively opened her mouth. It was delicious, she didn’t consider where it was from or why she wanted it. She just accepted it. The first cookie was followed immediately by a second, then a third. Courtney wasn’t thinking, she was barely moving. Just opening her mouth and chewing, then swallowing rhythmically. She lost count.

She was feeling each breath. Her stomach swelled out. She was rubbing it slowly, slowly with both her hands. Suddenly she felt stirring around her legs. She leaned back and exhaled. She felt a twinge on her clit. His tongue started making moves. She gasped for air as the electric stimulus reached her brain. This continued, her breathing was loud and strained. Practically screaming as she approached orgasm. This was so much, her brain was flooded. After a rigorous double orgasm Courtney was spent, rapidly descending into a deep sleep.