Chapter 4 - contact is made

The next several days went by fairy usual for holidays. The month off between semesters had a tendency to move rapidly towards Christmas. This year, despite some minor changes in shape, was no different. Jess bit her tongue when Samantha tossed her suitcase and picked out her favorite outfits. The simple truth was they looked much better on the younger blonde than they did on Jess now, and besides she really did need the clothes Sammy had brought for her.

To get out from under Samantha, Jess would practically need a whole new wardrobe, and that would, in turn, mean a trip to the mall. Sammy had not so subtly reminded Jess than not all of their High School friends had achieved their lofty aspirations of higher education, and many of the girls they used to gossip with, or even gossip about, still populated their positions at the local mall.

Still convinced that this new shape was only temporary, and having enough of the teasing from her own family, Jess decided to don the apparel of her chubby younger sister and wrapped herself in tight jeans,sweaters, and hoodies. Jess did notice however that Sammy neglected to gift her the largest pieces in her wardrobe, obviously preferring Jess to squeeze into items and show off the new change in status between them, not to mention the shocking comparison they created when standing beside one another.

Jess had no doubt that Sammy withheld her largest sizes so that she could keep up her onslaught of pet names (Pigglet, tubby, pork chop) as well as her ever increasing tendency to condescend Jessica as she prodded a love handle, poked a bellybutton, or tussled her older sisters dark hair. Jess bore all of this fairly well, with blushing red cheeks, and an unusually inability to say much back as she knew Sammy was quite right. Their parents kept out of it, knowing that Jess had not always been the kindest sister when they had been younger. The only saving grace Jess could think of was the pending arrival of their third, and oldest sister, Laura.

Laura was likely the same size as Jess, and last time they had spoken the sister had mentioned putting on a few pounds which might take the spotlight off of Jess all together. Biting her lip in the shower this morning Jess knew that was unlikely the case, as she had always been the thinnest of the three, and always spent plenty of time reminding her two sisters of this truth. She rubbed the lather over her new curves, pouting every time her hand swam across the new sea of belly spread across her mid section. She was in the mid 180s, she knew she could loose all this tummy weight, but was still shocked at how much a gain of that amount had added to her short frame.

Likewise Jess knew what sort of damage the fifty pounds would have done to her, had she not accepted the offer from Crossroads. She seriously doubted her clothing would have survived a sudden expansion of that nature, especially if she continued to gain so belly heavy. Taking her pot belly, she lifted the suds covered doughy round orb and let it drop a bit, blushing a crimson red across her cherub cheeks.

Blow drying her hair, wrapped in Sammy's fluffy blue robe, Jess saw from the corner of her room that she had a new update on one of her aps. The bright red and grey of the icon promised news from Crossroads, which had insisted along with her agreement, that she install their mobile application. She picked it up and flicked it to the side to make it disappear, only to see it pop back on a moment later. Puffing out her cheeks in desperation, Jess dashed through the hall and slammed her door, slapping the tumbler of the lock closed as she plopped her now rounder rump on her bed.

She opened up the mobile app and then dropped her phone to the night table before crossing the room, dropping her robe, and plopping herself down in front of her laptop. As the computer booted up she dressed with items laid across the room, slipping on too tight panties that threatened any moment to give her a wedgie, wriggling into dark blue jeans before holding her breath to button them. She clicked on Mozilla and waited for the site to load as she slipped a sweater on over her heavy breasts and felt the soft fabric cuddle up against her greedy tummy.

The site popped up and Jess frowned as a private message window immediately come into view.

Crossroads: Thank you for answering our Call Jessica. We will try to make sure we only ever do that when you are alone.

Jess: Uh, okay. So what do you need? And how did you know I was alone?

Crossroads: Jessica, come now, you know better than to ask silly questions at this point. Do we need to give you a ten pound reminder of our "limitations"?

Jess: No! No please. I trust you.

Crossroads: Very well, only five then, And since were in such a good mood today, we will even let you choose where.

Jess: Please. Please don't, this is already so much.

Crossroads:
A. Breasts
B. Belly
C. Thighs
D. Cheeks

Jess:...

Crossroads: Do not make us choose Jessica, or we will put five pounds in each place.

Jess: Okay, then, my breasts i suppose.

Holding her breath, Jess could feel the fabric of the sweater as it pulled across her bare nipples, she watched in amazement as her breasts began to plump before her very eyes.

Crossroads: You got it Jessica, five pounds in each breast...

She whimpers aloud as she felt the sweater pull up over the bottom of her belly and expose the tiniest bit of belly flesh.

Jess: That wasn't the deal!

Crossroads: We have but one Deal with you Jessica, and we have come to explain it to you today. If you would care to continue the current discussion feel free, but at the rate of trouble you seem to be getting yourself into, I doubt that little blonde doll of a sister will be able to cover that lovely belly you have so clearly been developing.

Jess: Please continue.

Crossroads: Wise decision Jess, though some of the lower Imps are disappointed their show has come to an end. Us higher beings are quite happy to see you have decided to listen, because we, like you, are playing the long game. Now then, please click on the cart at the upper right hand side of the page and we will discuss just what it is you won the other day by agreeing to our...terms.