Chapter 4

It was a sight to behold as the waiter brought her dish to the table. The creamy coldness was just the right touch to give her pudgy skin the chilled goose bumps. On occasion Jen would never learn her lesson when she was struck with a ice cream headache. It was a tough up hill battle for Jen, but she knew her belly would be able hold it all. Already half way through, her belly managed to unbutton her pants as it sloshed out and rested comfortably on her lap. It was amazingly cold and clammy gut but she figured it was the ice cream. Not a single scoop was left unchecked beside the melted remain on the bottom of the boat.

Jen found herself needing a few second to catch her breath before she would finished. Mean while she was just loving how belly is swelling even bigger due to her weight gain. Her belly was able to cover the seat handles ever so slightly when she was reclining back. After a minute has passed, she was ready for more! She lifted the boat and poured the melted gallon of ice cream down her throat. The stuff was so thick her belly was swelling more like a water balloon. Then with each bite the boat was slowly disappearing till only crumbs and a dirty napkin was left on the table. She felt incredibly sick but still, with a sense of victory, she gave off a quick smile until the pain hit again in her tightly full belly.

After that day Jen was determine to stuff herself to the brim till the pain in her tightly packed belly goes numb. The chefs at the hotel were barely able to keep up with Jen’s constant order as they were delivered to her room. The delivery boys would often find Jen on the couch surrounded by food as she surfed the tv channels and stuffing her self even more. Jen was in complete ecstatic just watching herself grow. Her belly had finally grown into two rolls of soft jiggling flesh that rested on her lap. There was also so much fat in her arms and legs, Jen could no longer see her knees and elbows as they were sunk deeply into her flesh.

Day by day she struggle to get up from her bed and see what was the new number on the scale. It was increasingly becoming harder for Jen to see the scale from her belly she would need to squish her fat inside just to get a glance. A warm and fuzzy feeling would seep through her body knowing that she was so close to becoming a 400lb obese blob. Already, her weight had greatly effected her walking as was reduce to waddling where shortly she would be completely be out of breath.

She would venture outside less and less just so she could but her energy into eating. Even her clothes were becoming a real hassle to go buy new ones since they lasted only less than a week. For days she would prefer to be nude in her room, often she would pretend that she was a prize pig as she dived her head into a huge bowl of large calorie induce pudding.

Still, Jen couldn’t resist of going outside and show off her ever expanding girth to the newcomers. She would wear only a very elastic two piece bathing suit that just barely hold all of her flesh. Putting her fat feet into her sandals, Jen would set course to the buffet restaurant to wreak havoc. After the twelfth plates getting up was way to much of a hassle for Jen to do. Waiters were happy enough to assist Jen by bringing back more food for her to eat. Her booth table would be completely covered in dirty dishes and still Jen wouldn’t want to stop eating. It wasn’t until hours has passed when she finally admit to being what she called “full”. But for real, she was afraid that she would be permanently be stuck between the seat and booth table. Her belly would over lap the table and just spread out. She often calls for help to pull herself out, the thought of her needing help to get out of small spaces was very exciting for her.

It was a slow lumbering back to her room which her feet were starting to ache. The idea of laying in her bed sounded really good to Jen. She was relief to get her tight bathing suit off that left red marks on her body. With the last bit of her energy she flopped on her bed. It felt so good to rest but suddenly something hit her in her mind, “My god! I’ve became so fat that walking is to much for me!”. Jen had finally reached the cross road in her fat life that she needed to make a decision. Should she stop or should she continue to grow? Jen thought about it for the longest of time.

Next to her bed was a telephone, she crawled over to pick up the phone and rested on her belly. With a few re dial due to her pudgy finger hitting two numbers at once she was able to make the call, “Hello room service? This is Jen from room 452, I would like to order three times the food I usually ordered. Yes, yes that’s correct. And bring be some more pillows, and need to prop myself up.”.

From there on Jen would never left her bed for only bathroom emergency and cleaning herself in the large jacuzzi. She was completely surrounded with food all day, Jen was never ashamed to hide her body when the service people came with food and cleaning up the trash. In fact she enjoy the attention from the boys as they got to see herself expanding in every direction.