Chapter 3 - part 1

I look down and all I see is my large round belly and big fat boobs straining against the fabric, distorting the shape of the words and little drawings. I'm so big! Munch. Munch. Gulp. Swallow. I'm so round and fat! And I'm growing! Expanding! The dress is creaking. Tighter. Tighter. I feel rounder. Fatter. I feel like a blimp being prepared for take off. My heavy belly is weighing down on my thighs, the tip working its way towards my knees. My bulging thighs spread as they thicken and fill up with fat. My calves swell rounder causing my white knee high school socks to roll down, and the buckles of my black school shoes groan as my soft fat swells out and around them. I can feel my fat little toes fighting for space, even they are swelling up with naughty fatness. I rise up in my seat as my butt gets bigger, and bigger. My arms rise up from my sides as I blow up like a balloon! Oh no even my face is swollen! My cheeks feel bigger and heavier. My neck is thickening into my shoulders and chest. My waitress squeezes the chub of my cheeks as she inserts a foot long chocolate éclair into my mouth and proceeds to push it into me, bite after bite, making me bigger, and bigger, and bigger!

The napkin is starting to gently pinch the fat of my neck, the loose bow unravels and it falls into my expanding cleavage, nearly getting swallowed. I gasp and nearly choke on a sweet mouthful of cream as I see my huge boobs swell and thicken into elongated jumbo sized watermelons. My nipples are rock hard betraying my arousal. They've slipped out of my bra. So hard and stiff. They're rubbing against the fabric of my creaking dress as my breasts swell, and swell. Bigger. Fatter!

My underwear is creaking, growing tighter with every passing second. My bra cuts deeply into my soft back and shoulder flab. My underpants are sliding up and giving me a wedgie. This only adds to the growing wetness between my thighs. My bra creaks louder with every mouthful my waitress stuffs into me, the hooks are bending out of shape at the back. Finally they start to give out one by one until finally my enormous jumbo sized boobs explode out of the bra, filling out beneath the tight pink fabric of the dress. My tenderly erect nipples wobble about wildly as they settle down the rising slope of my belly. Meanwhile the tightness of my underpants becomes almost unbearable. They're rubbing against my pussy as I grow, putting pressure in all the right places. But they're also cutting off the circulation to my thighs. I wince through a mouthful of deliciously moist chocolate cake and then moan as they finally snap. They're stuck so deep and tightly in my fat that they continue to give me a slight wedgie even after my thighs and butt have burst out of them. My fupa feels so swollen. Every wobble and jiggle of its burgeoning mass feels like its being transferred up into my most intimate places via the remaining taught strands of fabric from my underwear.

Oh god I'm getting so ***ing fat! How much bigger could I possibly get? I've barely made a dent in all the food. If I eat it all I'll be positively ginormous! But the feast continues as my waitress stuffs a funnel in my mouth and pours a huge jug of cherry chocolate milkshake into my mouth. Delish! As I gulp it down I can hear my fat gurgling as it accommodates the influx of calories, I whimper as my soft chest flesh rises up to meet the thickening flab of my enormous triple chin. My flab is packed into the dress so tightly now it can barely jiggle. Yet still bigger I grow. Jess the human blimp!

Bang! My eyes become as wide as saucers as a seam busts open.

"Oops!" my waitress laughs, "Oh no Piggy! They don't make dresses any bigger than this! It's the largest size you can get! Whatever will you do now?"

I moan through a mouthful of cream and delicious pecan pie. I hear the dress rip some more, it's splitting down my sides. I can feel huge thick rolls of flab bursting out into the air.

"Well I guess it's ruined now. *** you're a greedy glutton aren't you?!" she laughs.

Then she leans in and whispers, "I've never seen anyone get so morbidly obese! And I've never met anyone that's so ***ing HUNGRY! You'll be as big as a ***ing whale when I'm done with you!"

I can see that her nipples are as rock hard as mine. I see the fire of lust in her eyes. She gives my exposed fat a poke and a squeeze. Her fingers touching my bare swelling flesh. So hot! I moan. She keeps the food coming. Huge seemingly endless mouthfuls of lemon cheesecake.

Gulp. Swallow. Creak.

Gulp. Swallow. Creak.

Gulp! Gulp! Creak! Creak! Relentless! More! More! Feed me! Feed me! I can't stop! I'm out of control!

I feel breathless. I can't eat fast enough. Every gulp fattens me more. The splitting seams of the dress stretch wider. The buckles on my black school shoes burst open one after the other. My thighs and butt swell. My belly inflates. My boobs grow heavier. My arms are becoming huge thick pillows of fat, ripping through the pink sleeves and frilly white lace of my exploding outfit. I can feel my fat rolls thickening, and new ones forming all over my body as I rise up, up, up in my seat.

RIIIIP! The dress can't take any more. My black school shoes pop off my inflating feet like champagne corks. My white socks, stretched so thin they've lost their opaqueness burst like sausage casings as my impossibly fat legs get even bigger. Absolutely nothing can contain me now! I'm too big! Too huge! Too FAT! I whimper wiggling my plump swelling fingers and toes. They feel stiff and tight. I'm becoming impossibly fat! But my naked body just keeps inflating fatter and fatter, larger and larger, free of all restraint.

I voice in my head cries in complete awe, Jess you're so HUGE! You have to stop eating!

But I can't! Another voice replies. I continue to munch on, moaning as I'm crammed full of chocolate fudge. I eat, and eat, and eat. Gradually turning myself into a helpless blimp. She just won't stop feeding me! Can't she see I'm ballooning up out of control?!

My legs are pushed further and further apart by the fat of my thick wobbling thighs as they expand. My waitress traces her fingers along my exposed fat, pinching me. She squeezes each of my thick round thighs with both hands. They're getting so HUGE! Together they're bigger than she is!

Then I groan lustfully as my belly surges forward enveloping my entire lap. Bigger and fatter I grow! When will it end?! My belly spills past the edge of my huge knees, pushing them aside so that its weight can rest between my legs. A thick slab of fat dangling obscenely over the edge of my seat. My waitress laughs teasingly,

"Oh my god that's shameful piggy! You're shamefully obese! Look at that obscene belly!"

Still cramming more cupcakes into me, she gently nudges the dangling overhang of my gut from behind with her foot, sending it swaying. I let out a guttural moan spraying crumbs everywhere. She grins and continues to play with my belly as it inflates even more. She sticks her slender finger deep into my cavernous bellybutton and wiggles it about. I swear I hear my skin creaking under the strain of trying to contain my enormously fat body. There's just too much of me! She gives my dangling belly a huge shake with both hands. The overhanging portion of it is wobbling back and forth like crazy! Its tip actually slaps against the underside of the chair. Oh. My. God. The shredded remains of my underpants are completely soaked.