Chapter 2

I had the weirdest dream, it was both really bizarre but also very hot. I was on a throne surrounded by beautiful women, they were fondling my body. What was weird about it is that they kept feeding me a never-ending stream of pasta. I was getting fatter and fatter but I didn’t care, in fact it seemed like I reveled in it. Nearby was my mom slaving over a cauldron of spaghetti, her neck was chained to the wall so that she couldn’t leave. My harem was always complimenting me, “Oh Rose, you’re so sexy.” “We love our Queen.” “Your body is divine.” “You make us so horny.” “I wish I could have your children.” “Grow for us Rose.”

That last one sent me over the edge, I came so hard I woke up. I layed there in a cold sweat, breathing heavily and deeply confused. I had to use the bathroom and as soon as I was done my stomach growled, I’ve never been so hungry before. It was only three in the morning, I wasn’t the type to have a midnight snack. I tried to go back to bed but I couldn’t fall asleep, something about my dream kept me awake. I was still tired, I tried every trick I knew but I just wouldn’t go back to sleep. Annoyed, I tried the only thing I knew left. I went into the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk. When I went into the fridge I noticed the pot Mom used to serve dinner. There was a lot left, she probably planned on having leftovers for a couple of nights. I tried not to think about it while the glass was in our coffee machine.

What the hell was that all about? I understand the harem part but why was my mom there and why was I eating so much pasta? Why was it so fucking hot? I had too many questions and not enough answers, all I knew was it was a dream… and that it was a wet one. I drank my milk and went back to my room. I tried to lay down but I was too uncomfortable, having the milk alone made me hungrier. Fine, I’ll have something to eat to shut it up. I went back to the kitchen and grabbed some cashews, even then I still wanted something filling.

Mamma’s a heavy sleeper so I cooked up some eggs but my appetite craved more. I gave in and decided to have more spaghetti, I knew that's what I really wanted anyway. I didn't bother heating it up and just grabbed a fork, having a couple bites. It was delicious even cold, the feeling of it going inside me was oddly comforting. I felt satisfied and tried to put it away but my body wouldn't let me. I wanted more, a couple bites wasn't nearly enough.

I dug into the pot with abandon, not really caring anymore that I shouldn't be doing this. At one point I was getting full but I wouldn't stop, I couldn't stop. Before I knew it, I had finished the entire pot. I was disgusted with myself, I acted like a total pig. My stomach felt like it was going to explode, it hurt so much but it felt amazing. The tightness had a certain calm to it, I felt strangely at peace. I was suddenly sleepy, I couldn't go more than a few steps without wanting to pass out. So I sat in front of the fridge and did just that, my hands holding my bloated stomach.

When I came to, Mom stood over me in shock. I was equal parts embarrassed and pleased with myself, I had a bizarre feeling of achievement. I must've looked like a complete mess, the pot right next to me with my mouth covered in red sauce. Another unfamiliar emotion marinated my mind, I was incredibly aroused and I had no idea why.

She looked down at me with a look of confusion and horror. “W-what happened? Did you eat all that food by yourself? I can't believe it…”

Neither could I, but I did it. “It's really good Mamma, I couldn't help it.”

“But that was at least three or four days of leftovers, how did you eat so much at once?!”

“I don't know, I kind of just did. I was really hungry last night and I tried to have something else but it wasn't enough, I needed more.”

“I can't believe it.” She wasn't mad, just astounded. “I guess it has a different effect on different people, maybe I shouldn't have made so much.”

It started to dawn on me how much I actually had, I felt very heavy and sluggish trying to get up. “Well, now you know how much I like it. I could have it every once in a while, maybe for special occasions.”

My positive attitude brought a smile to her face. “You're right, I think we both learned something today.” She helped me up. “Do you want me to drive you to work? You don't have time to get ready and take the bus.”

I didn't realize that it was so late in the morning. “Yeah, I appreciate it.”

“I'll clean up the mess, it's my fault for being so shortsighted. Now go take a shower, you've got some…”

My cheeks went red not just from embarrassment but also another, forbidden emotion that I didn't want to think about. “Yeah, I'll get ready then.” I tried to wash off rather quickly, but the more I touched my body the more I wanted to stay in. Something about me felt… better, more exciting and fun. I have no idea what that stuff did to me but it wasn't unpleasant, I know it gives me weird dreams and gives me the munchies. Did Mom get me high? No, she'd never do that. When I got out, I tried putting my clothes on but they felt more snug. It didn't feel bad, in fact I liked the feeling of being hugged. Maybe it's a side effect of the ‘secret’ ingredient, it'll probably wear off.

For obvious reasons I didn't have breakfast, Mamma said she'll try to make something less filling tonight. After she dropped me off, I started my day at work. My main job was at the cash register, it wasn't great but handling merchandise wasn't my forte. There was something different about today, I didn't find the customers utterly repulsive. Maybe I was just in a good mood but I actually kind of thought some of them were cute, the women suddenly had a more motherly quality to them. Wide hips, big breasts and wonderfully thick thighs caught my eyes. A pregnant woman came through my station and I couldn't stop looking at her beautiful baby bump, I didn't even have a pregnancy fetish.

My lunch break came and I was starving, I should've just had breakfast anyway. I usually had a light salad but this time I needed something more substantial, so I decided that McDonald's was the right choice for the day. I thought it wouldn't be a bad thing to splurge a little, a few burgers were pretty cheap and I needed to make up for my calorie deficit. My coworker Jim noticed me having four and came to see what was up.

“Rose? Is that you?” He asked in disbelief.

I finished my third sandwich. “Yeah, who else would I be?”

“I've never seen you eat this much before.”

“Well, I didn't have breakfast.” I started on my fourth.

“Yeah but aren't those like four hundred calories… each?”

I never bothered to check. “Even if they are, why do you care?”

“I'm just surprised.”

“Well I was hungry, are you one of those people who think women aren't allowed to choose what they eat? I thought you were better than that.”

“No, have whatever you want. I'm not stopping you.” He left.

That was weird, what makes him think my lunch is any of his business? Whatever. I had my fourth one but I still felt… empty. I thought about getting a few more but my break was almost over, maybe I'll grab a few before going home. For now, I think I'll satisfy my sweet tooth with one of their milkshakes. A large peanut butter cup shake should do, I haven't had one since I was thirteen. The rest of the day was as slow as it was uneventful, though as usual it was enhanced by any eye candy that came and went. What’s odd was that there were more cuties today, I don’t usually see such hot babes at a place like Walmart.

When the workday was over, I went back to get another snack. I asked Mom if she wanted anything so I got us a couple bags of goodies. I realized I shouldn’t be so mean about her size so I thought it’d be nice to treat her to something. She picked me up and noticed how much food I had, she probably didn’t think much of it because she knew I didn’t have anything to eat in the morning. We got home and the first thing I did was set the bags on the table and sat down to enjoy myself.

She seemed a little hesitant to join me. “Are you sure that’s not too much?”

I was eating my fries. “What do you mean? I was hungry.”

It seemed like the four burgers, fries and large drink didn’t phase her so much anymore. “If you say so, I just want you to be happy and safe. This is what I’d eat for lunch, I’m just surprised you decided to eat like I do.”

“Mamma, I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch these past few years. I think we reacted in the opposite ways after Papa passed, food was very important to him so it was painful to enjoy it. It felt like that part of me was gone without him.”

She started to tear up and gave me a hug. “I felt like it was something that kept him with me, I’m sorry I tried to push it so hard. You can have as much as you want, your happiness means everything to me.”

The warmth of her was pleasant but something else gave me a certain feeling I couldn’t express, the softness of her belly made me excited. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my face into her belly. I haven’t felt her for a long time, and I never felt this way about her before. It was kind of scary. “I want you to be happy too, honestly I’ve judged you for a while but now I know it was cruel.”

She laughed, sending waves through her gut to my face. “Maybe I overdid it a little, I should probably go on a diet to slim back down.”

Something about that idea made me react strangely. “No!” I could sense her confusion. “You look good Mamma, like you said men love a womanly figure.”

She gave her mommy belly a couple pats. “Aren’t I a bit too ‘Womanly’?”

Seeing her in front of me sent unspeakable emotions through me. “A lot of guys are into well-rounded women, you’d be their Venus.”

She looked down at her corpulent form. “You really think so?”

“Definitely, I think it’s about time you’ve found someone and you should use your assets to your advantage. You’ll be surprised what men like in their women.”

Mom seemed like she was giving it some thought. “I guess you’re right, I’ll give it a shot. Though I’m worried about the creeps, they’re all over the internet.”

“You just have to look in the right places, there are plenty of good ones.”

She actually looked excited. “Okay, I’ll do some searches and give myself a chance. I’ve never tried online dating before, this could be really good for me.”

Her being happy made me smile. “Great! I’ll help you if you need any.”

“I’m not a dinosaur, I think I know how to use the internet. But I’ll get your advice whenever I’m not sure what to do.” She grabbed her food and left.

The way she swayed her hips was amazing, I chalked it up to me being proud that she was starting a new chapter in her life. I decided to celebrate by enjoying my second lunch. I deserve to be happy too, maybe I could look for someone online. I’m sure someone would like me, given the chance.