chapter 2

Hey guys! So I decided that I am probably going to write this from three different POV's (point of views). First and Formost is Violet then Scarlet and third person. I might change my mind, but when it says Scarlet POV just realize it switched. Thanks for the feedback and I hope you enjoy!



I sat in the car, slowly processing the day's festivities. After we calmed down from the high of the stuffing, we continued to shop. I couldn't keep my eyes off the waddling girl in front of me and my mind was battling with itself on how to deal with this situation. Even now sitting in Scar's car, I was trying to think of anything to say to my best friend. The reason why I don't just come out and talk to her is because I still have no idea why she stuffed herself in front of me. (Read this next part as if a teenager was worried and trying to speak fast) Does she like me? Or was she really hungry? Does she like doing that? Has she done it before? Do I like it? Uhhhhh! So many things! I'm glad Scar chose this time to get in her car, as it kind of settled me down. She still looked really full, but her belly now wasn't even close in size to what her glorious full belly was.
"Ah there we go. Everything's in the trunk. So Vi, what do you want to do now?" Asked Scar, seemingly unfazed by what happened today
" You think of something. I just want to go home." I was tired and wanted to think.
"That sounds fine. But tomorrow we are going out and you are wearing one of the outfits I bought you."
I agreed and we drove in silence the rest of the way home.
I walked inside my empty house and threw my stuff on the ground. I rushed over to my gaming center to just mindlessly play some video games to get Scar and big bellies off of my mind. It didn't work. Every time I tried to get on my computer, my mind and body would open google and type in "belly stuffing" just for me to wake up and close the window before it finished loading. Why do I feel this way!?

Scarlett's POV
I watched Vi walk back to her house, disappointed that we were done for the day. I went inside and walked up to my room. I may have been sad about not being with Vi, but I was excited about something else. I stuffed myself to almost exploding today, and it was in front of Vi! I'm one step closer to telling her my fetish. I realized when I was young that I was a bit different. All the little girls in third and fourth grade were talking about dating cute boys, but I never seemed to be attracted to them. I realized that my preference was different from others. I didn't know what I liked in a person and that made me depressed growing up. I didn't realize until freshman year of Highschool that I had a fetish. The first person I was ever attracted to physically was my freshman math teacher, Mrs. Dot. She was a beast of a woman, easily 500 pounds. No boy in the class ever liked her, but I could never take my eyes off of her. I was in love with every part of her. Her huge gut that hung almost to her knees. Her ass that made the faculty replace her classroom door. And lastly, her tits that would be in your face every time she helped you with a question. She was like a goddess to me. Every day I looked forward to math, which I had sixth period. I would go in, look at her and have my fantasies about rubbing her belly and making her eat food, than I would go home and masterbate. I'm not sure if anyone in the class noticed me staring at our obese teacher, but I know Mrs. Dot found out about it. Well she didn't really find out, in reality I confessed to her. I spilled my feelings in the last quarter of the year.
"What do you like about me? No one in this school has ever even complimented me." Was what she responded with. I told her about my love and attraction to her body while she sat there and listened.
"If it's my body you like, why don't you just make yourself 500 pounds?" She said with a little bit of disgust. I had never thought of making myself bigger. She told me to leave her class or she'd give me detention. She probably thought I was pranking her. I left with my focus on my thoughts. Did I really want to be 500 pounds? I dismissed the thought and went home to once again masterbate to thoughts of my teacher, except this time, instead of the teacher eating and getting Belly rubs, I was the one eating. My body started off the same size it was then until I began to eat. I began eating and an astonishing rate. I imagined my body gaining fat very quickly as I ate. My toned stomach soon became covered in fat along with my thighs and arms. My butt swelled outwards and I soon broke the chair I was suiting in. I came after I broke the chair and my mind came out of my fantasies. I looked around me and saw food wrappers all around me and a very bloated belly. I had apparantly eaten my stash of candy while I fantasized about me eating. This is what started my fetish to stuff myself two years ago. Ever since then, I would secretly stuff myself to extreme measures once a week. Other days I would just drink tons of fluids until my belly hurt. I wasn't putting on that much weight from the stuffings, and the little weight I did put on went to my boobs and butt rather than my belly. The reason why I didn't gain a lot was because I wasn't sure if I wanted to. Mrs Dot retired that year and I have not seen another woman her size since.

So back to the present. I sat in my room feeling really giddy about my stuffing today. I recently decided I wanted to gain a lot of weight. I realized that I felt weird in my skinny body and that I wanted to be fat. Today was my first stuffing on the journey to gain weight, and I did it in Front of my best friend. I have known Vi since I was born and I want her to know everything about me, but just blatantly saying that I want to be 500 pounds to someone probably isn't the way I should go about this. I'll tell her one day soon, but I want her to accept what I am doing today. I think back to the stuffing and remember one point very vividly however. When Vi teased me and touched my belly, it was an extreme turn on. I wanted nothing more but for her to rub my belly and for me to finger myself, but I knew that we were in public and that would be very weird. From the way she looked, she seemed to be aroused by my eating. I wonder if she likes it as much as I do hehehe...