chapter 20 heavier than heather

The bell on the door chimed as Danielle walked into the gas station and made her way to the cooler in the back. She had come home for her brother Brian's 7th birthday party, and tensions were high with her mother from the second she waddled through the door. She soon found herself cornered in the den, away from the partygoers, where her mother laced into her until she was red in the face. She went so far as to rudely grab at the flabbier parts of Danielle's body as she taunted the girl. Even after they were back out amongst the guests the taunting continued. Danielle was relieved when they ran out of ice, offering to run out and get more as a way to remove herself from the situation, if only for a few minutes.

She grabbed two bags of ice out of the cooler and got in line at the register. As she waited her turn, she idly toyed her phone. Her stomach rumbled as she thought about all the food waiting for her back at the party. Wondering what was taking so long, she looked to the front of the line and instantly turned red. The cashier was none other than Heather Glanville.

Danielle had been wondering for months if she had grown as big as Heather, and as she stared at the girl behind the counter there was no doubt that she had become every bit as fat as her former classmate, if not bigger. She had always thought Heather was so huge, but she didn't seem so enormous now even though she was just as big as she'd been in high school. Funny how your idea of what's fat and what isn't changes when you're not 125 pounds anymore. She used to think Heather was over 200 pounds for sure, but now that she wasn't far from there herself, she figured the girl was more like 180-185.

Danielle could feel the heat in her face as she got redder and redder. Even though she loved growing, she still got embarrassed when she came across people who knew her when she was thin. She thought about dropping the bags of ice and fleeing the gas station to avoid the embarrassment. She was still staring at Heather when the girl suddenly looked up from the register and made direct eye contact with her. Heather's eyes widened for a moment, as she realized who she was looking at. She then smiled her goofy smile and nodded as if to say "hello" to Danielle, who nodded back with a half smile. The person in front of Danielle in line left with his groceries, leaving Danielle and Heather alone. Danielle stepped up and unloaded her bags of ice onto the counter. From her new vantage point she got a good look at Heather's body and there was no doubt left - Danielle had grown fatter than Heifer Glanville.

"Hey," Heather said as she scanned the items.

"Uh, hi, Heather," Danielle responded with a fake smile, her cheeks still burning red.

"So you got fat too, huh?" Heather chuckled. So much for manners.

Danielle didn't even respond, she just kept her eyes down on the counter. She just wanted this to be over with.

"We're kind of the same size now," continued Heather. Danielle again ignored the comment and waited for Heather to finish ringing up her groceries. Once it was mercifully over and she paid Heather, Danielle darted out the door without so much as another word.

When she arrived back home she tried to mix in with the party again, but she was far too distracted. She couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. She was bigger than Heifer Glanville now. She was visibly flustered as she pretended to listen to the others around her. Before long she couldn't take it and excused herself before heading inside. On the way through the kitchen she spotted Brian's big chocolate birthday cake on the counter. Only about half of it had been eaten so far. Without hesitation she grabbed the cake and continued on her way upstairs to her old room, which her mother had turned into a study.

Danielle locked the door behind her as she entered, then dug out a handful of the cake and shoved it sloppily into her mouth. It tasted so good. A feeling of ecstasy shot through her as she gulped down the frosting-covered chunk of cake. The feeling only multiplied as she thought about being fatter than Heather. She needed a release. After shoving a second handful of cake into her greedy mouth, she began peeling off her snug clothes. Once she got down to just her panties she immediately picked up the tray of cake with both hands and pressed her face into the chocolate. She hurriedly chomped away with a burning desire like a pig digging into its trough. Rich frosting smeared from the bridge of her nose down to her chin. When there was nothing left, she ran her tongue over the tray, licking up any and all evidence that there had ever been a cake on it. She was panting and breathing heavily by then, worked up over the whole ordeal. She didn't feel full though, not even in the slightest. In fact, she was still starving.

Danielle turned to the mirror that hung on the wall, and took in the fat girl looking back at her. Her arms had grown fairly thick, and her thighs were beginning to look like they were a mile around. Her body was indeed a far cry from athletic. She was so pudgy; flab oozed from her portly frame, sagging downward in all areas. She lifted up her bulbous gut and held it in both hands. She remembered back to a year earlier, when she had been a thin girl stuffing herself for the first time in her life. She had eaten Brian's 6th birthday cake then, and had felt as if she was going to burst. Now, as she stood with the remains of Brian's 7th cake smeared across her lips, that same amount of food had barely even made a dent in her appetite. She had been a normal teenage girl when she ate the 6th birthday cake, but she was anything but that now. These days she found herself chasing after fat boys and trying to hide stretch marks. She was growing into a big, fat blob. God, she was even fatter than Heather Glanville. Heather was no longer the fattest girl from their graduating class, SHE was. She dropped her belly, which fell heavily and hung out in front of her. It wobbled for a moment or two before finally settling. She loved how it no longer just jutted out in front of her, but actually sunk down towards the floor.

Danielle slipped a hand into her panties and began to play with herself as she turned her attention to her cake-covered face, which had grown so round in the last year. It was hard to imagine that the chubby cheeks and emerging double chin that dominated her face had not been there just a year before. Watching her body grow soft and fat had definitely been a major turn on for her, no question. But she got a feeling like no other she had ever experienced when she looked at her transformed face, and saw her unmistakable eyes peering back from beneath the layers of soft chubbiness. One can hide a chunky body somewhat by dressing creatively, but a big, round face calls out to the world that you are fat.

Danielle's fingers drove deeper into herself as she thought about the feelings that had taken her over and persuaded her to transform her once slim body into the sweaty, gelatinous form in the mirror. The feelings used to confuse her, and leave her wondering what she was doing to herself, but now they had become a normal part of her. She no longer questioned why she ate enough food for three people most nights. When she walked around, she smiled when she felt a new part of her wobble that hadn't wobbled before. She felt only joy, not worry, at the fact that she couldn't even walk briskly without needing to stop and catch her breath. No one would have guessed that skinny little Danielle could ever possibly turn into the portly girl she had become. And certainly no one would have ever imagined that she would one day grow to be heavier than Heather Glanville. But she had indeed become a fat girl, just like the ones she and her friends used to make fun of. She was a thick, jiggling pile of flab that only wanted to grow fatter, and it made her feel so good inside.

Danielle threw her head back and stifled a moan as she was hit by an incredible orgasm. She quivered for a few seconds as the pleasure washed over her, causing her sagging fatty parts to jiggle. She stumbled back onto the desk behind her, feeling her wide backside press into the wood as she reveled in the feeling of being so big and fat. Just then a voice echoed throughout the house.

"Where the hell is the cake?" her mother yelled from downstairs. "DANIELLE?!"

Danielle giggled to herself as she rested a hand on her jiggling belly, which poured out heavily from her soft, thick body. She squeezed the flab and gave it a shake, feeling it slosh around. It was such a big belly, and she wondered how much bigger it could possibly get. She then smiled brightly, knowing that she was going to find out soon enough.


*Danielle's weight gain journey will continue in Heavier Than Heather 2!