Chapter 2 - Step Moms New Plan

After last night, Jacob felt strange feelings about Rowan. Although she didn't necessarily force him to eat, it still bothered him. Why did she want him to finish all her food so badly? When he woke up, he felt groggy, but instantly a delicious smelled wafted into his nose from downstairs. After quickly getting dressed, he made his way downstairs. Since his dad works early, he already ate his fair share and left for the day.

Jacob anxiously sat down at the dining table. It seemed like Rowan was preparing a whole different breakfast for him. Was there not any leftovers from earlier? He waited anxiously for her to come to the dining room. When she finally did, he felt as if the atmosphere was filled with awkwardness. However, it didn't seem like Rowan was feeling the same way. A huge, bright smile stuck to her face as she happily came in with platters of food. A huge stack of Pancakes, greasy, fatty bacon, fluffy scrambled eggs and crunchy hashbrowns filled the table. Jacob gulped as he took in how much food was in front of him so early in the morning.

One thing, besides the mountains of food, puzzled Jacob. There was silware for him, but no plate. "Um... Rowan, could you pass me a plate?" He asked nervously, his voice small and humble.

"What are you talking about silly? Plate? This is all for you, you don't need one." She laughed as she sat down across from Jacob.

"All for me, but I can't eat all-"

"Don't you say that you can't eat all this, boy. You will finish it all whether you like it or not. In fact, now that you're home, I have a new rule for you. Whatever is given to you, you eat it. All of it, no matter what." She glared at the other. "It is just plain rude to waste food, especially when someone slaved over a hot stove to make it. You understand? You don't want to find out the consequences if you don't listen to me." Rowan had a stern look on her face.

Jacob felt a little weird being talked to like a child from someone only 4 years older than him, but he listened. He listened because Rowan was the only woman to make his father happy in a long, long time. It would be selfish of him to take that away from his dad. If listening to Rowan ment keeping the peace for his dad, then so be it. He didn't want her saying anything bad about him to his father.

"I understand..." Jacob mumbled, picking up his fork. He began with the pancakes that were slathered in butter and syrup. He shoved bite after bite into his mouth, making sure to chew throughly. After he finished the pancakes, he went onto the next dish and so on. The man was grateful that he chose to wear sweatpants and a graphic t-shirt this morning. However, as his stomach expanded, the elastic on the sweatpants dug into his supple skin. And his poor shirt was starting to get filled out by his growing belly.

Although it was alot of food, it wasn't as much as last night and Jacob finished it a little faster. When he was finally finished he let out a big burp. Thick surgery syrup was dripping down his chin and the grease from the bacon stuck to the corners of his mouth. "I'm so glad you ate everything." Rowan smiled, she had watched Jacob the entire time he stuffed his mouth.

Without a word, Jacob left the table and went to the living room to watch some TV. When he sat down onto the couch, he felt so heavy. After an hour went by, Rowan started going back and forth into the living room and kitchen. When the curiosity finally got to him, he looked down at the coffee table. Rowan had out down a large bag of cheetos, popcorn, a bowl of ice cream, peanuts and a bag of m&ms. "These are you're snacks, I figured you would want something to nibbles on while you watched TV." She smiled as sweetly as always.

Before Jacob could register it, he started reaching for the snacks in front of him, finishing one after the other. He also didn't realize just how full he felt. His belly streched out more with each mouthful of food. Jacob had to tuck his waistband under his growing belly, and his shirt started to roll up. He felt like an absolute pig, and like he was going to explode. Once he ate everything, he went upstairs to take a nap, all that eating made him exceptionally tired.

He was woken up, again, by the smell of more food coming from downstairs. He didn't know how long he slept but he figured it was dinner time and that his father should be home from work. Before getting dressed, he looked at himself in the mirror. It seemed his stomach didn’t deflate too much. It was the size of a basketball, but it felt soft. Immediately, he brushed it off as water weight. No way he would gain weight all that easily, his metabolism was in his prime, after all. Throwing on his clothes from earlier, he walked down to the dining room. He didn't see his father, which made him a little confused. But he did see a table full of food. "Did you have a good nap?" Rowan walked in, sitting down. "Come, sit down."

Jacob obliged and sat, "Where's my dad? Shouldn't he be home by now?" He asked, going over all the food in front of him; A platter of burgers, french fires, onion rings, cheese curds and a large pan of brownies. "He had to stay late at work, so he won't be home for a while. He told me he's going to get fast food after, so we don't have to save anything from dinner for him. So, this is all yours!" Rowan looked over at Jacob with excited glint in her eyes. "I figured you might be extra hungry since you slept through lunch."

"Rowan... I don't know If I can eat all th-"

She stopped him mid sentence. "Don't you dare finish that sentence and start eating." Her voiced was raised ever so slightly. Because Jacob felt a little intimated, he grabbed a burger. It was good, he wasn't going to lie. He ate and ate until 3 burgers were already gone. So, he moved onto the fried foods, rotating between them. As more food went down his gullet, his gut ventured further onto his thighs. Jacob's shirt was so tight it felt like it was suffocating him. Soft, plump rolls spilled out over the waist of his pants. With each bite, he could feel himself growing.

There were 3 more burgers, and he had only ate about half of every fired side, but he was so, so very full. "Rowan I-" He hiccuped, "I can't eat anymore, it's too much." He moaned with a look of displeasure on his face.

"You better started eating again boy, or you're not gonna like what I'm about to do." She stood up from her chair, over to Jacob with a look in her eyes he couldn't quite make out. "Rowan, please, I feel like I'm gonna expl-"

Rowan had grabbed a burger and pushed it into Jacob's mouth. Her slender fingers pinched his nose so he had no choice but to chew. Without time to process what was going on, Jacob started to chew, while staying glued to his seat. He tried to breath into between each bite, but it was hard because Rowan was shoving food into his mouth not stop. Jacob's belly was so expanding so much, it started to rip the seams on the side of his sweatshirt.

He felt his cheeks become hot in embarrassment and fear. What she was doing was not only cruel, but almost sadistic. When everything was gone, he let out a whiney groan. He didn't dare to look up at Rowan. "I hope next time, you'll listen to me so I don't have to do this again." Her voice was darker than usual, and her lips stayed straight as she started to clean up the table.

Jacob sat there in shock for a few minutes, but also because he didn't know if he would be able to get up.