Chapter 11 - clothes that dont fit

Three weeks had passed since Kelli's drunken encounter with Krystal and she hadn't answered Krystal's phone calls feeling too awkward to talk. Kelli had never considered herself to be bisexual, but she couldn't deny how much she had enjoyed what had transpired between her and her best friend. She was too shy to talk to Krystal about how she felt, and just reverted to avoiding her unsure of what to do next. She was really missing Eli as well lately, and had secluded herself to working and lying in bed alone. She had been drinking a lot and spent her time at home from work getting drunk and eating junk food. Her weight had jumped even more with her lazy lifestyle, and most of her clothes were too tight to wear. She had to order new scrubs for work, her old ones splitting one day when she sat down in her car. Luckily it was on her way home from work when after heaving her body into her vehicle, she heard the loud rip. Her thighs burst the inseam on her pants and her fat surged forward in a sudden jiggle. It turned her on so much she couldn't help but masturbate right there in the parking lot. She was in a love hate relationship with her pounds, loving the way her fat felt and moved, the way her stomach jiggled when she drove over bumps in the car. She also hated some of the stares she got in public when ordering food and looks of disapproval at the super market as she piled her cart high with sweets. She could no longer button any of her jeans or pants leaving her stuck in sweatpants when she went out. Even her sweats were becoming increasingly tight around her thighs, which was where most of her newly added pounds had gone.

Her cellulite dimpled thighs wiggled as she walked out of the supermarket carrying a slight buzz, with a dazed look upon her face and a cart full of groceries. Bending into her backseat her sweats stretched tightly across her ass and she heard the familiar creaking of stretching seams, a sound she had become more and more accustomed to lately. Placing her groceries in her back seat, she heard a familiar voice, "Kelli? Hey, Kelli! How have you been?"

It was Stefan, Kelli hadn't seen him in weeks, and she was in no condition to be talking to him she looked terrible, had no makeup on, and was buzzin' pretty good. "Where the Hell have you been Stefan?" she asked.
"I got transferred! I thought you knew?" He replied.
To be honest, Kelli had no idea, but she hadn't exactly been a social butterfly at work either. She more or less showed up and went home, in her state of constant depression.
"So what have you been up to?" He asked
"I erm, well I guess not much?" Kelli stumbled for the right words, "Just been busy with work I suppose."
"That's really good! Gotta make that money right? So Kelli, what are you up to maybe later in the week, I was wondering if you didn't maybe want to grab a coffee, or something? We could catch up a bit?" Stefan seemed a little shy, which Kelli was unaccustomed to seeing from her blond haired ex co-worker.
"Ha! Yes!" Kelli blurted out, immediately surprised by this sudden question.
"Was that funny?" Stefan shuffled his feet, "I mean, we don't have to if you..."
"No, its fine Stef, I'm free every day after work, you know when I get out." Kelli smiled wide and grabbed his phone. "Here's my number," You can text me later.
Stefan smiled his awkward smile, "Okay."

Stefan seemed so awkward right now, which was unlike anything Kelli had ever seen from him before. He was always so sure of things, he was very witty and seemed confident all the time, but this was a different side to him she had never seen before. He walked away getting in his car and giving a slight wave before he drove off. Kelli finished putting away the rest of her groceries and slumped into her front seat, letting out a loud sigh. "How does he want to get anything with me? She thought, I mean look at me?" However Kelli thought she looked now, in reality she was blessed with a beautiful face and a spotless dark complexion. Her face did not seem to gain much weight along with the rest of her body, and she liked it that way. Most of her weight she carried below her waist anyways, well now above it as well as she felt her stomach spill onto her thighs.

Her mind immediately began to race realizing she had no clothes to wear anywhere with Stefan. On her way home, she struggled to think of any clothing she had that she would look decent in. "I know Krys would have something, UGH!" she said aloud. Kelli's mind immediately raced to their night together, and the intense feelings she had that day. She shuttered just thinking about it, yet she was too nervous to talk to Krys. Kelli had never found girls attractive, but Krys was different and it scared her. She liked boys, plus she loved penis, and she hadn't had any in FOREVER. Slinking into the front door of her flat, she looked around finding her apartment generally clean considering her recent disregard for anything. She put away her groceries and began searching her closet for something to wear, often checking her phone for a message from Stefan.

She began with a pile of clothes which were either already ripped, or just too indecent to wear out somewhere. She ripped through her dresser throwing the clothes aside remembering the individual times she discovered that they no longer fit her. She pulled out old shirts, tank tops, and shorts from the very bottom of all her drawers throwing them to the floor upon reading the sizes on their tags. It wasn't long before she stopped searching, and looking around her room at her clothes, she was coming to the realization that she did not have anything to wear. Kelli ripped through her closet, through button ups and summer dresses throwing them to the ground when she came across a blue sun dress she hadn't worn before. It used to be pretty large on her so if anything was going to fit her, it would be this.

She tentatively stripped off her sweatpants and shirt going down to her panties and bra. Her breasts pushed out of the top slightly from her recent gains. Her bottoms were pulled far down her fupa, and would have exposed its upper half if it weren't for her ballooning stomach, which now hung lower than ever. Her thighs wiggled from side to side as she pulled the dress up around her body, it clung tightly to her bottom and hips. Again she heard the straining of seams as she fixed the folds in the dress and slid her arms through the straps. It didn't look ridiculous, but it was a little tight. Her now burgeoning stomach was clearly visible from the front, and she frowned as she looked at herself in the mirror. Spinning around, her hips were clearly overflowing her underwear in the back, and her cellulite thighs were touching down to her knees. "Good enough" She said to herself.

The problem was it was over a week before Kelli set up her date with Eli. "Was it a date she wondered?" unsure of herself. She had gained another five pounds, and was now officially "Chunky." Well, she considered herself chunky, but in reality, she was getting fat. She did all of her makeup naked, her rolls flowing over one another as she sat in front of her vanity. Her ass spread out across the small chair, cellulite hanging over the sides. She munched on a bag of chips, absently bouncing her legs in an earthquake of fat. She would stop for a few moments every so often to take a shot of rum for courage. Stefan had convinced her to go to dinner with him at a local Italian restaurant. He insisted that it was his treat and that the two would have a "great time." Kelli was a little nervous, since she literally had been non-stop eating since she had seen him last. Not that such a thing was out of the norm, she was basically always eating something. Kelli had lost control of her appetite and was really ballooning these days; whether it was éclairs, chips, muffins, brownies, or chocolates. Today was different, she had tried not to stuff herself, and the chips were all she had eaten all day waiting for her date. As if not eating today would cause her to look thinner to Stefan

Upon finishing her makeup, she pulled on her sexiest lace bra, which much to her dismay was unusually tight. Tight was an understatement as the straps cut into her shoulders and back. Her breasts flowed over the top of the bra, leaving very little to the imagination in their expanded form. She grabbed a matching pair of black panties, which also cut into her soft flesh. The front of them barely covered her nether region, leaving the bottom of her stretch mark covered stomach to hang over. Her enormous thighs had stretch marks as well, and all but swallowed her underwear when she stood up. Yanking her blue dress over her head, it most certainly wasn't loose anymore, it hugged her body tightly, giving a clear view of her undergarment's outlines through the fabric. The back of her outfit hugged her burgeoning ass and her fat thighs spilled out of the bottom of the dress. She had failed at her attempt to not look ridiculous, and grabbed a white lace shawl which Krystal had left over her house a month before. The shawl was Kelli's attempt to cover up some of her expanded body. Black heels and a white pearl necklace finished her ensemble when she heard the doorbell ring. She poured the rest of the bag of chips into her mouth wiping the grease from her lips. "Just a minute!" She yelled as her stomach let out an unpleasant rumble, she was starving.