Chapter 3 - 2 buckets

Helga was in the forest. For a long time, she was in love with Jan. He kept giving her small presents, but still hasn't asked her to marry him. She knew it was because the way she looks. All the other girls were soft, fat and big. But no matter how much she ate, she was still lean. She went to the Huldra, to ask her to make her fat. But she didn't know if the Huldra will agree. She had nothing to give her in exchange.

"Huldra!" she called out loud. "Please, Huldra, I need your help!"

The Huldra showed up, beautiful and stunning as Helga remembered her.

"Hello sweet child."

"Huldra, I'm begging you. Make me fat so that me and Jan could get marry."

The Huldra thought about it for a bit.

"Will you let me sleep with your beloved Jan before you marry him?" she asked lustfully.

"Oh, no! Anything but that!" cried Helga.

The Huldra seemed angry. "I've saved you from hunger as a baby! How dare you answer me this way?"

"Great Huldra, if he sleeps with you even one night - he will forget all about me!"

The Huldra seemed satisfied with that compliment. "I can't give you your wish if you don't give me anything in return." She said "but as your nursing mother, I can give you a gift. Right now, near the fireplace, you have your fat bucket upside down. Near it, now there is another bucket, a milk bucket with my own milk. If you put both of the in the fire, and drink a mixed bowl of them every day, you'll become plump and ripe."

"Thank you great Huldra!" called Helga with tears in her blue eyes. "Thank you so much!"

She left the forest and run back to her house. Next to her door, she saw a letter Jan left for her, saying he'll come back later that evening. Helga decided to surprise him, and eat a great bowl of fat and the Huldra's milk before he will come. She found the two buckets next to the fireplace, just like the Huldra had told her, and put them inside the fire. Soon enough, after a few minutes, they slowly started to fill up with fresh creamy good. Helga mixed the two liquids in one huge bowl, and ate it quickly. It was delicious, like nothing she had ever tasted.

"I could eat another bowl." She thought, and left the buckets at the fireplace so that it will fill up again.
Suddenly. A knock on the door made her get up. As she reached the door, she realized that her belly is a little bit rounder than usually. She pressed her hand against it. It was weird, but warm...

Another knock made her open the door, and Jan smiled at her. He was so much taller, his shoulders broad and arms thick and rock hard from his work. She smiled back at him shyly, feeling as if he had grown into a man and she stayed the way she was. She had no idea that thanks to the Huldra's milk, her body was radiating with beauty and seduction.

"Helga, will you come for a walk with me?" asked Jan. Helga nodded and blushed. Shw closed the door behind her, and they have walked and talk for a while, until Helga's scent was too much for Jan, who was already in love with her. He slowly kissed her, on hear forehead, on her soft cheek, on her lips, on her neck...

His hands held her waist, and he lifted her up with his strong arms. "I don't care what my mother says, we have to get married!"

"Yes!" said Helga, eyes gleaming with happiness. She felt as if her heart growing and growing, filling her entire body with warm happiness and joy.

Poff

They both heard this noise. Helga looked down, and Jan looked up. One of Helga's buttons fell, and there was no wonder about that, since her dress was very tight around her belly.

"Oh, have I ruined your dress?" asked Jan and brought her down to the ground. "I'm sorry, I'm too careless... but something about you makes me go mad today."

"That's ok." Said Helga with a smile. "I'll fix it tonight, and you go and tell your mother you have proposed to me, and that I've agreed."

Jan agreed, and walked her back to her house. Helga took of her dress and put on her nightgown. She took a new button, and started sewing. It was all dark besides the light from the fireplace, and Helga had completely forgotten about the buckets and the big white puddle around them. Soon she fell asleep, the needle still in her hand.

And as the minutes chase one after another, the white liquid filled the room. At 11 it reached the legs of the sofa. At 2 AM it already coverd the table. At 4 in the morning it reached the shelves and covered Helga's face. And with every breath she took, more and more liquid slipped into her mouth and reach her belly.

At 6 am Helga opened her eyes, but all she saw was white. She stood up, and her head piped above the fat the milk filled room.

"the buckets!" she cried "The buckets!" she yelled. "I've forgot the buckets!"