chapter 2

Still dressed in her scrubs from her last mid term yesterday, she absentmindedly pulled them off and got a pair or jeans from her drawer. As she started to pull them on something wasn't right, they were so much tighter than she remembered, she never had to shimmy and pull them up over her thighs before. After a bit of effort, the jeans were pulled up all the way to her waist and she struggled once again to button them. This still wasn't right, there's no way her jeans could have shrunk this much in the laundry. She went to the bathroom mirror to investigate. She was absolutely shocked by what she she, her fatty diet had caught up with her over the past 2 months, and the proof was right there in the start of a nice plump area of flab that covered her once nicely defined abs. She stared shocked, and poked at the newly formed chub on her stomach, to her displease her finger sunk in more than she would have liked. "I can't believe I've been so oblivious! It's these damn scrubs, they would fit me even if I weighed 200 pounds!" It was then that she walked over to one of the moving boxes in the corner of the bathroom that still hadn't been unpacked and she pulled out the scale from her old apartment. She placed it on the floor and stepped up (still wearing her outgrown and unbuttoned jeans) she gasped as the number stopped at 151, "Oh my god, I've gained 26 pounds since school started!" Well that was it, she rushed into room and pulled out her work out clothes, she was going to spend at least three hours in the gym to start working off her new belly.

Her work out pants were tight, but they were made to stretch so they could still accommodate Megan's new larger body. But she still frowned when she looked in the mirror, between the top of her pants and the bottom of her tight work out tank top sat a bulbous roll of fat that had nowhere to go but out, when pressed between the two tight pieces of clothing. She threw on her sneakers and a jacket, and headed out to the gym praying the whole way there it was empty. She figured from now on she would try and run a 5-7 miles on the treadmill everyday and try and do a little bit of strength training, eat healthy, and she would be back to her old slender physique in no time.

As she walked into the gym she was unpleasantly surprised to find it completely empty except for Evan lifting weights in the corner. "Oh my god, Evan is going to see what a pig I've become and now I'll never have a chance with him! I'm gonna work out as far away as possible from him, maybe i'll even keep my jacket on so he can't see my gut!" "Hey Megan!" shouted Evan from across the room "Oh hey Ev!" shouted Megan nervously "I'm just gonna try and get in a few miles before I have to get back to studying!" She walked nervously to the farthest treadmill in the room, she put it on the old settings she used to run while in cross country. As she started to run she could feel her tummy bouncing under her jacket with every stride, not to mention it felt like maybe her breasts grew a cup size too. After five minutes she was sweating and completely out of breath, there was no way she could leave her jacket on. So she took it off and just hoped Even couldn't see her. As she continued puffing away on the treadmill Evan noticed himself stealing glances across the room, to watch Megan's full belly bouncing up and down as she ran. "Wow, it definitely looks like she's gained some weight, I remember her stomach was flat as a washboard during orientation." He noticed how her face was beet red and she was getting sweatier and sweatier by the minute, but he still couldn't keep his eyes off her belly. "It's still pretty small by most standards, but imagine what she would look like with pot belly." Evan was lost in thought but suddenly looked down to see he had a raging hard on. "Well, I guess it's time to quit before someone sees me like this."