Chapter 4

Valerie continued her new eating habbits for the rest of the week bringing us to Saturday morning breakfast. Paula had just finished cooking another massive breakfast spread, with sausage, eggs, biscuits, gravy, potatoes, and strawberry pancakes with whipped cream.
Valerie made a quick trip to the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and took a picture. Every day, she had seen subtle differences in her body. The curves that had started out as subtle were slowly thickening, spreading, and piling on. She went to the kitchen, already hungry from the wonderful aroma filling the air. Valerie tried to control her glee, but her bloated belly was already growling with anticipation. Paula greeted her daughter with a hug and a kiss on the forehead. "Good morning honey! Are you hungry?" Paula asked cheerfully.


Valerie looked in awe at the huge breakfast on the table before her, glad it was Saturday morning and they were finally going shopping for bigger clothes later. "Wow mom, you really outdid yourself this time," Valerie commented.

"There's a glass of orange juice, chocolate milk, and hot coffee waiting for you too. I made everything just the way you like it" Paula told her daughter as she buttered some toast. Valerie's mouth began to salivate. She was eager to begin eating and for a split second a vision of herself as a much heavier girl flashed across her mind. She was growing, she could feel it in her butt and thighs and her tummy continued to swell with the massive binges. She hadn't weighed herself since earlier in the week when she was at 145 pounds, but she was beginning to get curious. Had the scale gone any higher yet?

Valerie let out a belch after finishing her breakfast, surprising even herself with how much she had eaten. However, Paula wasn't finished yet, as she insisted Valerie try the apple pie and ice cream that she had made, telling her daughter that it was her secret recipe. Valerie knew she shouldn't eat any more, but the temptation was too strong. She hat fantasized all week about how much weight she wanted to gain, how much bigger she wanted to become, and the apple pie and ice cream was the perfect dessert for her big goals. Valerie helped herself to a large serving, adding more ice cream to the top, and dug in.

As she was finishing her pie and ice cream, and her mom instantly refilled her plate with an even bigger slice and even more ice cream. She smiled at her daughter warmly, proud of her baby girl for eating so well. Valerie grinned in response, taking another bite of the delicious pie, relishing the sweet and creamy taste. She couldn't help but glance at herself in the reflection of the kitchen window, noticing the way her hips looked fuller, wider than they had ever been before. The more Valerie ate, the more she felt her body changing. She imagined her thighs litterally growing in size with each bite of ice cream, laughing at herself for being so silly but knowing that if she continued down this path, they really would grow. Valerie caught a quick glance at herself sitting at the table through a decorative mirror in the kitchen and immidiately felt a feeling of accomplishment. She definitely looked a little chubby now, she couldn't believe it, and loved what she saw. A soft, curvy girl with long dark hair and a perfect smile.

Valerie took another bite of the apple pie, trying her best to finish the huge second serving Paula had placed in front of her. She was determined to show her mom how much she appreciated the cooking and care she received, even if it meant pushing past her limits and eating until she felt like she was about to burst. She hoped her body was responding to her new eating habits, her curves becoming more pronounced, and she almost thought she could feel the extra weight piling on with each passing day. As she indulged, Valerie fantasized about growing past just "chubby". She wanted nothing more than to be a super obese woman, a curvy goddess with rolls upon rolls of soft, jiggling flesh.

Valerie could feel her stomach getting rounder and tighter. However, she couldn't stop now. She knew she had to push herself to eat more in order to achieve her goal of becoming obese. Seeing that Valerie was still slowly eating and enjoying herself, Paula brought out the rest of the pie in the tin and the entire carton of ice cream for her daughter. "Here sweetie, you might as well just finish this off since you're enjoying it so much. There's not too much left anyway, I know you you can do it," Paula said.

Valerie smiled as she shoveled spoonfuls of ice cream into her mouth, her belly groaning from the sudden influx of sugar and dairy. She could feel her body becoming heavier, her once-flat stomach bulging with each bite. "This is how a fat girl eats, isn't it Valerie?" She wondered.

Valerie felt the fullness inside her, making her hiccup and rub her stuffed tummy tenderly. The last bite of the apple pie disappeared into her mouth like magic, and before she knew it, she had finished the entire pie and carton of ice cream. She sat at the table, feeling a mixture of guilt and satisfaction. Looking down at her distended tummy, Valerie felt a sense of contentment. Her body was becoming curvier with each passing day, and she loved it. The extra food she'd been eating since she came back home felt more like a celebration than a sin. A celebration that her mom insisted on continuing every day for some reason.

Paula was pleased with her daughter and helped her up. She began to clean up happily as Valerie made her way to the bathroom to inspect the damage of her week of gluttony and weigh herself. Valerie walked gingerly to the bathroom, the feast in her bloated belly making her movements labored. As she moved, her body jiggled and wobbled in a way that she never imagined possible. She couldn't resist the urge to look at herself again in the mirror, her once slim body now softer and unmistakably curvy. "Wow," she breathed as she surveyed the changes. Her hips had widened slightly further, gradually blending into her once slimmer waist, now softer with a delicate muffin top beginning to form. Her thighs and butt were a tad fuller now too, soft to the touch.

Valerie took a deep breath and stepped onto the scale. She couldn't help but squeal in excitement when she saw the number light up the screen – 149 pounds! She had gained four pounds in just a few days, and the thrill of it made her heart race. It was working, her plan was working, and she would soon be well on her way to becoming an obese woman. As she got dressed in her largest pair of yoga pants, which were now starting to feel a little snug, she couldn't help again but gaze at her reflection. Her hips made her heart stop with how sexy they looked, each curvy roundness jutting out as she moved. "Ok mom, let's go!" She said and they made their way to the mall.


Valerie stepped out of the car and walked slowly through the parking lot with her mom. She couldn't wait to try on some new clothes, especially after realizing that she had gone up a size. Valerie mind kept wandering to her hips as she walked, how they moved from side to side with each step, now a prominent feature she couldn't ignore. They headed straight to the outlet store, grabbing a few pairs of jeans in one size bigger. However, when Valerie tried to zip up the size 10's, they were a little tight! She frowned, confused and a little embarrassed as she grabbed the size 12's. She thought about grabbing size 14's too but couldn't find any. "Hey excuse me, do you have these in size 14 by any chance?" Valerie asked the thin woman working the floor that morning. "No, but I think by the look of it you might be better off shopping at Torrid," the small girl teased.

"Wait what? Torrid? Is that where you think I belong?" Valerie asked, taken aback by the woman's teasing tone. Her cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. She'd just been teased for the first time for being plus size. The woman laughed. "No, no, that's not what I meant. I was just joking. But if you want to check them out, they have some nice plus-size clothes," she added, her tone turning chipper. Valerie hesitated for a moment, unsure what to say next as the moment played out. She remembered the goal she had set for herself, and her desires overtook her once again. "Ok thanks, that sounds like a great idea," She said, trying to contain the excitement in her voice.

Valerie paid for the size 12's and walked to Torrid, interested to see if she could fit into plus sizes now. With each step she took, her little stuffed belly jiggled, making her feel more aware of how much she had eaten today. "This is just another milestone on my jouney," she reminded herself. Entering Torrid, Valerie felt a little nervous, but she was confident she was making the right choice.

Valerie looked around the store, still feeling a little nervous. The bright colors, cute prints, and larger sizes in Torrid definitely caught her attention. She saw a pair of jeans in a size 0 and size 1 that looked like they might fit her, and she decided to try them on. As she headed to the changing room, she again caught a glimpse of herself in a nearby mirror. She was surprised to think how much more womanly she looked with soft curves in all the right places. Valerie stepped into the changing room wearing her yoga pants. She stood in front of the mirror and began to take off her top to inspect her belly.

Valerie smiled at her reflection, a chubby girl looking back at her. She had always been pretty, with silky long hair, dark brown eyes, a smattering of freckles across her light skin. But here she was trying to get fat. The thought of how wrong it was, how it was so against what everyone thought she should do, only made her feel more confident in her new lifestyle choices. She was proud of her body's new curves, and even took a moment to admire the way her hips and butt had grown. But as she looked closer, she noticed a small layer of softness on her upper arms, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. Valerie knew she had been indulging in her new eating habits too much these past few days. She honestly felt like she couldn't help it, the food was just so good, and she loved the feeling of her tummy being stuffed to the brim.
Not only that but her mom kept insisting that she eat and eat. She felt embarrassed that she couldn't fit into her old clothes anymore, but that embarrassment was quickly replaced by a burning arousal from having to buy bigger sizes. "What's happening to me? I just want to keep getting bigger...it's not right..but it's so right," she said to herself as her hands explored her thickened booty.

Valerie could hardly contain her excitement as she stepped out of the changing room, wearing her new size 0 jeans. They fit perfectly and she loved the way her hips and butt looked in them. She knew she was going to gain more weight in the days to come and also bought a pair of size 1's that were more roomy and was excited at the prospect of filling them out. As she looked in the mirror, she imagined the changes to her body becoming even more pronounced. She felt herself growing weak in the knees at the idea and it both scared and thrilled her. Valerie's mind raced with thoughts of food and getting bigger.

While Paula paid for her new clothes, Valerie had a question. She approached a tall, chubby sales lady. "Hey excuse me, do you know what size 0 and size 1 mean? It was my first time shopping here today and I was a little bit confused. I thought i was a size 12 or 14 now but i guess here I'm a size 0?" Valerie asked, giggling.

"Hey welcome, and yeah that's exactly right. Size 0 is basically a size 12 while 1 is the same as 14/16. Most of the clothes here are made with a lot of stretch too, just in case, if you know what I mean." She replied cheerfully.

"Ahh OK, that makes sense, thanks," Valerie said to the lady, secretly wondering what size she was. She then thought to herself, "Guess I'll have to graduate to size 18's if I want to come back here soon."

Valerie couldn't believe how much her body had changed already. Her curvy figure was now slowly but surely taking on a softer, fuller shape. As she left Torrid and walked the mall, she kept looking at her reflection in the glass windows of the stores they passed with a mix of wonder and trepidation. She was proud of the curves that were now adorning her hips, butt, thighs, and belly, but she couldn't deny the fear that came with the realization that she was quickly gaining weight. She knew she "should" be starting to put a brake on her eating habits to maintain a healthy weight, but her mind was consumed by thoughts of food. She could feel her personality shifting, becoming an entirely new person. "No Valerie, you need to stay committed to your goals. I want to go past chubby, I need to be supersized," she reminded herself and grew warm at the thought suddenly.

Valerie and Paula headed straight to the Chinese buffet. Paula was so happy to spend time with her daughter and wanted to show her by treating her to lunch. Valerie couldn't resist the temptation of the buffet. They sat down at a table near the windows, and Paula encouraged her daughter to start eating, reminding her of all her favorite dishes. Valerie picked the sweet and sour chicken and fried rice, lomien, and some egg rolls, scooping a heaping portion of each onto her plate. As Valerie ate, she couldn't help but feel a growing sensation of pleasure in her body. Each bite seemed to make her feel more and more fulfilled, and she found herself wanting more and more food. "This is my life now. I'm always going to be eating now if I want to be supersized. I'm going to be so so fat soon!" She thought as she ate with passion.

The food tasted even better as Valerie shoveled it into her mouth with unrestrained enthusiasm. She could feel her stomach swelling with each bite, filling up with rich and savory flavors. Paula watched with a satisfied grin as her daughter ate more than she ever had before, and even she was impressed with Valerie's impressive appetite. "You're doing such a great job Valerie, I'm so proud of you," she said affectionately, encouraging her daughter to continue. Valerie felt a warm glow of pride at her mother's words. She was doing this, she was gaining weight and starting to achieve her goal of becoming obese. Each bite made her body feel heavier, her belly growing more and more bloated. She could do this.

Valerie's mind raced with thoughts of food and getting bigger. She kept eating, feeling her stomach stretch as she consumed plate after plate of the buffet's finest dishes. But as the minutes ticked on, Valerie finally had enough. Her new size 12 jeans already felt snug. Valerie looked down at her stomach in embarrassment, her stomach now buried under a small layer of softness. She was positively stuffed again. She felt a bit guilty with herself for letting things get this far but at the same time, she was fascinated with the way her body had changed in such a short amount of time. She wondered just how much bigger she could get if she continued to indulge in her new eating habits.

Valerie left the Chinese buffet with her mom, her body feeling sluggish and warm in a way that she had never experienced before. She loved that feeling and couldn't wait to feel it again later. They got into the car and Valerie rubbed her belly, feeling the softness that was starting to accumulate. As they drove home, Paula asked Valerie about her plans for the rest of the day. Valerie thought for a moment before replying, "I think I'm going to take a nap first, and then maybe go for a walk later to stretch my legs."

"Sounds good sweetie," Paula replied, giving her daughter an affectionate pat on the back. "I'm going to start planning dinner now."

Valerie laughed. "Oh my God mom, you're going to have a very chubby daughter on your hands soon if I keep eating like this. Would you be OK if you had to buy me new clothes again?" She asked her mom genuinely.

"Of course, sweetie. Whatever it takes to make you happy, I'll always support you. And I love to cook! I'm always going to make sure you have plenty of good food, even if that means you might gain some weight. Its a mom's natural instinct. Besides, I know you'd look great with a few extra pounds," Paula replied with a loving smile. Valerie beamed with happiness at her mother's words, feeling more and more confident in her decisions. She couldn't wait to see how much more her body would grow now that she had fully immersed herself in her newfound lifestyle. The thought made her skin tingle with anticipation as she felt a soft pinch of flesh on her love handles. Valerie knew she wouldn't be satisfied with just being chubby; she wanted to outgrow even her biggest clothes.