Chapter 3

And so each day was repeated with a small increase of food consumption. By the end of Sunday, Jen was in bed just finishing a whole pie. She was able to take notice that she gotten incredibly fatter since she first started her. The shorts were so tight on her that she had no real reason to button them. She didn’t want to take them off so soon because it took her at least fifteen minutes to put them on. The fat on her thighs would bulge and pile up when she attempted to pull each legs through.

What she prized the most was her now larger hanging belly, Jen could now grab a handful of her love handles and a second layer of handles were on the way. She didn’t bother wearing a shirt since the slight tightness was making her uncomfortable. Jen found it more relaxing to have her sport bra on, it was stretchy and comfortable to contain her wobbling breast.

Tossing the empty pie pan aside, Jen lifted her head over her horizon belly to see the scale in the bathroom. She knew is was time and decided to heave herself up, which the evident of her hard work is noticeable as she had a slight problem rolling herself off the bed.

Jen held her breath as she moved her chubby legs on the scale waiting for the final result. To her excitement the scale flash to 237! “Wow! I didn’t think I would gain this fast.” Jen said to herself while she lifted her fat belly to examine it. She got her kicks again as she tries to button her pants over her hanging gut. “And I think I might need a new set of wardrobe before all my clothes becomes useless.”

Waiting for the bus in the tropic heat was not a fun thing for Jen. Plus, she didn’t enjoy trying to find some regular clothes to wear. She spent hours trying to find the biggest shirt she brought with her, but it was incredible tight. Jen felt like a tight fat sausage with her pudgy arm being squeezed out from the sleeves and the tightness around the neck was making her feel very uncomfortable. Then came the pants, it was the battle of the century for Jen to button them up. There was not a single space of movement in her legs making it unbearable for her to walk all the way to the bus stop.

She was relieved to see the bus was finally coming and hoped it was fully air conditioned. The bus came to a screeched stopped as she hauled herself inside. The bus was loaded with other fat girls who were a lot better dressed then Jen was. Feeling a bit embarrassed Jen had to waddle all the way back of the bus to get a seat. Bending down was no simple task for Jen either, the pants were already close to exploding on her. Slowly she lowered her soft bottom till she made a touched down on the seat. For a second she thought everything would be smooth sailing until the recognizable sound of her pants being ripped straight across down her butt.

Her face went flushed red as she could feel her butt being pushing out. Jen started hear a snickering of laughter and notice it was coming from an insanely huge lady in front of her. The women was so wide that she was taking up four seats and her belly was a large mound that she used it to rest her arms on.

“I’m guessing you’re new here aren’t you?” The large women asked

“Ah, yes just got here a week ago. I’m Jen.”

“Please to meet you, my name is Melissa. As you can tell, I’ve sorta been a long time resident here.” She let out a big laugh causing her belly to shack and quiver. “And I’m guessing you are in need for some clothing.”

Jen nodded her head. “Well all the clothing shop in town well help find what you need and don’t worry about the accident it happen to the best of us.”

The trip didn’t take to long and Jen felt she had made herself a new friend on the way. Jen spotted the nearest clothes shop when the bus was coming to a stop. She tried to hug Melissa a goodbye but she was so huge to even make it around.

Hoping off the bus, she made a dashing run to the shop before anybody would notice her fat butt being exposed. Once the cost was clear Jen was in a fat girl shopping heaven! Everything was the latest fashion but in a size 18 and above. Grabbing some clothes and headed to the fitting room, Jen was able to breath once again when she peeled off her clothes. With a more stylish look she bought a dozen sets of clothing and a few more size up just to be prepared. “Oh can you take care of these?” she placed her overly stretch and ripped clothing on the cash counter in front of the employee. “I don’t think I’ll be needing these any more.”

Jen never felt more free and comfortable as she walked around town. With a hungry stomach she decided emerge herself with some ice cream to help beat the tropic heat. She looked at the menu and awed at the dish she was drooling over. Her body quivered as she read about the Noah Ark special. With a waffle cone style boat dipped in harden chocolate, the boat is load with two scoops of every flavor ice cream as they are rained down with whip cream for forty days and night.