Chapter 1

Taylor was finally coming home after just over a year being away at university, semester abroad, and an internship. She was a little worried what her work out obsessed parent’s reaction to her weight gain over that period.

She wasn’t fat, just heavier by about twenty pounds. She had a tummy bulge now, love handles, plumper thighs and boobs and bubble booty. She only had a few clothes that she fit into anymore including just a few pairs of panties and bras.

The last time she saw her mom and dad, they were both in really good shape. Her mom, Jennifer, was Taylor’s height, 5’2” and weighed only one hundred and four pounds. Her dad, George, was 5’10’ and weighed one hundred and sixty pounds. Both Jennifer and George were runners, keeping them and excellent shape.

However, just after Taylor left for university, Jennifer was diagnosed with a brain tumor. The tumor was successfully operated on, but there was one major side effect. Jennifer developed hypothalamus obesity due to damage done to the thalamus region of her brain.

Jennifer and George tried to control her raging appetite and slowed metabolism making both of them miserable. Jennifer resigned herself to accepting that she was going to become morbidly obese. However, Jennifer was a control freak, she was constantly correcting pretty much anything George did and Taylor too, when she was around. She admonished George to become obese too. She couldn’t stand getting fat and George staying slim and fit. He finally agreed as Jennifer was making him miserable nagging about eating and gaining weight.

Over the ten months after the diagnosis and Taylor’s absence Jennifer and George gorged themselves to morbid obesity. Jennifer nearly tripled her weight and George doubled his. Jennifer grew a huge three foot wide, beachball size booty, a round, soft pot belly, thick thighs and arms, plumper, but still modest boobs. She was nearly as big around as she was tall. She had trouble waddling around the house, but the over-eating and binge eating was calming. George had a fifty-two inch waist/beer belly bulging in front of him thick thighs and his own bubble butt.

George came into their bedroom. Jennifer was in bed, nearly pinned down by her weight. “Jen, what are we going to do about Taylor coming home today. We haven’t spoken about her.” Jennifer sighed, “I want her to gain weight too.” “Oh come on honey, we can’t make her get fat too, it’s not fair!” “Yes, you’re right (a comment that George rarely heard) we’ll let her decide if she wants to put on weight.” “I think that’s fair dear.” “I’m leaving to go pick her up.”

Taylor’s plane had landed and she was heading down to the baggage carousel to pick up her luggage and see her parents and to “face the music” about her weight gain. She got her bag and saw a really fat man coming toward her smiling, she thought, “God, what a slob, his belly and wobbling back and forth with each step.” Then it hit her, “Oh my god it’s my dad!”

“Hi honey, it’s great to see you?” Taylor was still stunned seeing her once fit dad, now morbidly obese. She swallowed, “It’s great to see you too, Dad!” They hugged she gently poked her dad’s huge belly, “Where did this come from?” Dad winced, “I’ll explain to you on the way home.”

On the way to the car, George got winded, Taylor thought, “Oh my God, he’s so out of shape and fat, how could mom let him get so fat!” They got in the car and started for home. George began, “Taylor, just after you left, mom was diagnosed with a brain tumor.” “Dad, why didn’t you let me know I would have come right home!” “Honey that’s why we didn’t tell you, we didn’t want you ruining your plans. Mom’s surgery was successful, however there was one major side effect. Mom has hypothalamus obesity, she’s become very fat.” “How fat, dad?” “Uh, she’s nearly tripled her previous weight.” “Dad, you mean mom weighs over three hundred pounds?” “Yes honey she does.”

They drove for a few miles toward home. “Dad, so mom has a condition that’s making her obese and fat, but what about this huge belly”, as she poked her dad’s belly. “Your mom and I decided that I should gain weight too.” Taylor grunted, “You mean she made you get fat, I know how mom is Dad.” Dad smiled, “Yes, you’re right, she nagged me until I gave in and got fat too.”

Taylor sighed looking out the window, “Dad I put on weight this past year, about twenty pounds. I didn’t get very much exercise, it’s not encouraged for young women to be running around alone in some of the places I was. The food was really good too.” “Taylor, you look great honey.” “Thanks, Dad, I don’t feel great, I feel kind of fat. Do you think Mom’s going to try to make me gain weight?” “We talked about it, she told me she would let you decide to put on weight or not.” “Taylor if you decide not to put on weight, that’s totally fine with me, you have your own life to live, but you should leave home as soon as possible. Mom and I eat huge amounts of food to stay as fat as we are. You will have a very hard time resisting over-eating around us.”

They got to the house. Dad got Taylor’s luggage and they went inside. George called out, “Jennifer, Taylor and I are home, dear.” “Oh Taylor, dearest come up and give me a hug and kiss.” “Taylor, try not to freak out when you see how fat she is, okay?” “Yes Dad.”

Taylor started up the stairs, she un-snapped her tight jeans and didn’t pull down her tight t-shirt that was riding up on her tummy bulge. She went into her parents’ bedroom and got the shock of her life! Jennifer, her once slim and athletic mom, was now literally a ball of fat! She had a round face with double chins, thick, jiggling arms, plump, but still small boobs, a huge round orb of a belly pushing her fat thighs apart, a massive booty stuffed into too tight pink nylon panties jammed against the head board. Jennifer smiled, “It’s so good to see you dearest, you look wonderful.” Jennifer was gleefully noting Taylor’s cute little tummy bulge. “Give me a hug honey.” She carefully climbed onto her mom’s bed and hugged Jennifer, sinking into to her mom’s fat she gave her a kiss tasting the remnants of her mom’s breakfast feast.

“It’s so good to have you home finally dear. I’m so happy to see you.” “Mom why didn’t you and dad tell me about your tumor and surgery, I would have wanted to be here for you, had I known?” “Dearest we didn’t want to spoil your plans, we knew that this would be the last year you could do all the things you wanted to do. Unfortunately things didn’t turn out as well as dad and I wanted.” She patted her massive belly. “You look good dear, did you put on some weight?” “Yes I did mom, I gained twenty pounds. There were very few opportunities to get exercise and the food was very good too.” Jennifer poked her daughter’s tummy bulge, “Dear, I would love it if you would consider gaining some more weight, I think you would really enjoy yourself.” Taylor blushed, “Mom, I’ll think about it, okay.” “Thank you dear, that’s all I can ask.”