Chapter 1 - Zuki

“A-arigato gozaimasu!” I said blushing, taking the box from the mailman. The mailman’s eyes were glued to my chest the whole time until I closed the door leading to my little flat. I couldn’t really blame the young man for staring. My once oversized sweater was stretched thin across my bosom. If anything it was my bosom that was oversized these days, forcing me to use the little money left in my budget, after taking care of all the bills, on custom made bras. It’s been years since I could simply go to a store and buy my underwear there. Even in my school years I was one of the most ‘endowed’ among my classmates. The fact that my breasts never stopped growing only meant that now in my thirties, I was officially huge. Every time I was passing a clothing store, I could only stare in envy at the cute dresses on the display, knowing full well I could never get them in my size. Alas, it isn’t meant to be. I thought, placing the box I just received on the table. The bell at my door rang, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I made my way back to the door, only too aware of how my wide hips swayed with every single step I took, balancing my large front. Opening the door I found the mailman standing there with an embarrassed smile. “I’m so sorry, I completely forgot to have you sign this, confirming you received your package.”
“Oh, sure.” I said, again starting to blush, feeling where his gaze settled once more. Turning crimson under his gaze and wishing to have it all behind me as soon as possible I panicked and almost signed as Zuki instead of using my full name Amane Suzuki. “H-Here you go.” I said handing him back the signed paper and then I rushed back into my apartment. Once again I closed the door and leaning against their frame I let out a sigh, finally figuring out what was bothering me. The mailman was so skinny I was sure I must have outweigh him, even though he was at least 10 centimeters taller than me. Which brings me to the content of my package. I bought myself a new digital scale, after I had to throw my old one into the garbage can last week. I knew I must have gained some weight recently, the custom made bra digging into the soft flesh of my breasts was a clear sign of that, but there was no way the old scale was showing the right numbers.

I placed the new scale on the bathroom floor. I could feel my heart pounding faster in my chest, nervous what the real outcome would be. It can’t be nearly as bad as what the clearly broken scale said. I thought, settling my nerves a little. I quickly took off my sweater and wiggled out of my tight jeans, before taking a deep breath and stepping on the scale. I looked down expectantly, only to have my entire view blocked by my jiggling boobs, spilling out of the cups of my bra. I tried to push them out of the way and peek around but to no avail, unable to see through the valley of cleavage. With a sigh I reached behind, unclasping my bra, before letting the piece of fabric hit the ground. Out of their prison, my breasts became much more squishable and I was able to push them aside, creating a big enough canyon between them for me to see the red numbers on the display. I gasped, regretting it immediately. I stepped down from the scale, richer by having two new pieces of information. First, my old scale wasn’t broken. Secondly, I somehow managed to gain two kilograms in just the past week. What am I going to do?!

Staring at my reflection I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Oh my god! When did my belly get so big?! I am huge! I placed my hand on my soft, bulging middle, shocked at how far it reached. I looked down in horror, only to have my view blocked by my boobs once again. Right, that’s why I missed it… When did they get so big? I let out a sigh, recalling every time I chose to eat at a fast food joint and every time I was too tired to cook, so I just ordered something. Damn the Red Dragon and their giant portions! And damn my love for Chinese food as well! I let out another sigh. I guess there is no other choice… Only through a strict diet and a work out routine can I get back on track. Two things I hate… It doesn’t matter, I’m going to lose this flab, no matter what! I took one last look at my reflection and with determination I marched towards the kitchen.

“Oh no! I forgot that I went to get groceries yesterday.” And then I ordered dinner anyway… My fridge was filled to the maximum and staring at it only reminded me of how large part of my meager income it cost. I can’t just throw it all away! A crazy thought entered my mind. What if I was to eat it? To eat it all! Surely I would be so sick of food, I wouldn’t want to eat anything for weeks! A little voice somewhere deep inside my mind kept telling me that this wasn’t at all how it worked, but what could I do? I’m not going to throw away all this expensive food!

Opening the freezer, I luckily found only a single frozen pizza. I turned on the oven and placed the pizza on a tray. Then I took some cheese from the fridge and grated it on top of it to make it extra cheesy, before putting it into the oven. After I closed the oven, I took a sack of rice and poured as much of it as I could fit in the rice cooker. While the pizza was baking and the rice was cooking, I took a packet of chicken breasts out of the fridge and started cutting them into small pieces. When that was done I moved to chopping some veggies. By the time I had prepared all the ingredients, the rice was cooked and so I poured it out of the rice cooker to let it rest. The pizza was ready as well and so I took it out of the oven. I cut it into four roughly equal slices and placed them on a plate. With a plate in one hand and a glass of soda in the other, I walked into my small living room and sat down into an armchair. Leaning back I placed the plate on top of my breasts and with the free hand I reached for the TV remote to turn it on. Sometimes it’s handy to have a built-in table… With my full concentration aimed at the pizza, the TV was more or less just a background noise. I always liked pizza, even though the frozen ones from a shop weren’t what I would call ideal. Still, it was alright and it didn’t take any work to prepare. Not as much as my second course already did. Is it really a good idea? I’m pretty full as it is… But I’m not throwing out perfectly good food! Definitely not after I did all that work! With all the pizza gone, I stood up again, my hips brushing against the armrests of the chair. This chair used to be roomier. I thought, heading back to the kitchen.

I pulled out my trusty wok that I recently used far less than it would deserve and poured some oil into it. I put some chopped onion and garlic into the wok and started to fry them. Then it was time to pour in the rice. Oops, I went kinda overboard there! It would have been better to use some leftover rice rather than freshly cooked, but I didn’t have any, so it had to do. Slowly I added my prepared ingredients, starting with the meat, then veggies and finally I poured some soy sauce to season it. I mixed it all together, before putting in half a dozen eggs, which I scrambled with chopsticks. Finally, when the rice was getting nice and crispy I added a few final touches with spring onion topping the meal as a garnish. I didn’t think very highly of my cooking skills, but it did smell incredible and I couldn’t wait to dig in, despite being already quite full. Looking over the huge meal I realized in horror I just made enough food to feed a family. Not a particularly small one either. I let out a sigh. There’s no way I can eat all this!

As it turned out, I was wrong. Stuffed to the brim, I could barely heave myself onto my feet. “Oh god, I think I’m going to explode!” I placed my hand on my middle, finding some resistance way sooner than I expected. But that’s impossible! My belly can’t possibly be this big, can it? Looking down I still couldn’t see it past my breasts and so I let out a little sigh of relief. It can't be that bad then, can it? I need to see! I felt so heavy, walking towards the bathroom to get a proper look at my physique.
“Oh no!” I whined when I saw my reflection. “I look pregnant!” Full term pregnant. I thought in despair. “That’s it!” I almost shouted in anger. I’m going to go for a run right now! I’m going to start working out every day and I’m going to lose all this flab! With my determination renewed, I wobbled into the bedroom and started searching for my workout clothes. I found it after a ten minute search, conveniently placed at the bottom of my closet. I had… Let’s say I had a little trouble putting on my clothes, mostly because I bought them almost a decade ago. The yoga pants still kinda worked, even though they were skin tight and for obvious reason, only reaching below my bloated middle. I wasn’t too thrilled about the way they hugged my round bottom, without even an inch of extra fabric. My sports bra was the real issue though. My breasts grew slowly over time and so I never really noticed just how huge they were. It was a miracle I even managed to pull it on, although my breasts were spilling in every possible direction. It hurt like hell, but it was working better than I expected. Sure, I could barely breathe, but my boobs could barely move with how tight this piece of fabric was. I finished my attire with a large tank top that somehow managed to cover even my gut. Well, most of it anyway. I looked horrible, but that was about to change. I could almost see myself running around the block with my firm buttocks, slim waist and smaller, yet still sizable chest. I knew this ‘me’ was still there, hidden underneath my soft flesh. I can do it! I’m gonna whip this body into shape! Let’s go!

The first step wasn’t too bad even though I felt heavy, but with the second I felt my bloated belly weighing me down. At the third step I heard some popping noise and my gut felt like a heavy boulder. With the fourth step my chest started to wobble. The fifth step brought me a ripping sound and with the sixth my breasts almost knocked out my teeth. I used both of my hands to held my jiggling boobs down, but every step became an absolute torture. I felt the looks of everyone in the street and I felt blood rushing to my cheeks. I couldn’t keep it up for more than half a block, where I bent down, gasping for air. I. Want. To. Die! I wiped away the sweat from my brows and looked around, spotting a nearby bench and crawled its way. Red in the face with both embarrassment and exertion I collapsed onto the bench, my entire body hurting. The plan was to run through the neighborhood, yet I barely made it down the street. I can’t be this out of shape, can I?

I didn’t know for how long I sat there, but when I finally rose to my feet, I couldn’t have had a worse timing. I may have not been able to see my large belly, but I felt it more than enough to blame it for the disastrous start to my work out regimen. “This is all your fault!” I said, placing a hand on its side. “How am I supposed to work out with you in the way?! It’s so hard to move when you’re weighing me down!” I stretched my back that hurt like hell. “As if my boobs weren’t enough of a burden… My back hurts so much! If only…” I sighed, leaving my thoughts unsaid. If only I hadn’t eaten so much!
“See Yui? I told you it’s normal to struggle to stay fit with a baby on the way.” An unfamiliar voice said behind me. “Let me guess, it used to be so easy to put on shoes and go for a run and now you can barely walk down the street!” The woman said with a smile.”
“I-I.” I very wisely said, turning bright red, hoping with my entire being to turn invisible.
“But it’s really cute you’re already talking with your little one!”
I turned around, my hand still placed on my belly. In front of me stood two pregnant ladies and I was awfully aware that my belly put theirs into shame.
“Oh my, you look like you’re ready to pop! How far along are you?” The lady on the left said.
My cheeks turned crimson and I didn’t know what to do. I can’t say I’m just fat and bloated, can I? I’ll have to lie! “I uhm… I’m six months?”
“Six months? So are we!” Said the lady on the right. “You poor thing, you must be carrying twins!”
No one in history could have been redder in face than I was at the moment. I cursed myself for not saying I was further along before nodding in agreement. “Y-yeah, twins.” I need to get out of this conversation!
“I couldn't help but overhear you talking about working out… We’re just on our way to the gym! Why don’t you come with us?”
I nodded, smiling before even realizing what I agreed to. Shoot! Why did I do that? Then again, I could lose them in the gym and get to do something there.
“Great! I’m Aiko by the way.” The lady on the left said, bowing her head a little. “And this is Yui.” The other lady bowed her head as well.
“Zuki.” I said, returning the gesture.
“Let’s go then.” Aiko said, leading the way to the gym.
Walking beside Aiko and Yui I couldn’t help but notice that they were both very small and petite in every aspect except for their respective bellies, bellies that in fact weren’t even as big as mine was. And they were actually pregnant. Next to them I felt like a huge whale.


I was nodding to what Yui was telling me, with a smile on my face, while Aiko was getting registered to the gym. To be honest, I had no idea what she was telling me, searching for a way out of this mess. I felt bad, because Aiko and Yui both seemed really nice, but I just couldn’t wait to get rid of them. It was at that moment that I noticed just how much the gym membership cost. I can never afford that! I guess the gym isn’t for me after all…


Aiko came back smiling. “Good news ladies, there were last three places in the pregnant workouts and I signed in all three of us! It’s a month-long course, so we can meet here every day!”
“I-I’m afraid you’ll have to count me out. The money is rather tight for me right now…”
“And so are your clothes, dear.” Aiko said giggling. “Don’t worry about the money though. There’s a 75 percent discount for pregnant women! The only condition is to actually be pregnant!”
“I think we’ve got it in the bag, don’t you?!” Yui laughed.
What am I gonna do? How am I gonna pretend I’m pregnant for an entire month! I need to work out! And this discount is far too good to pass on. I’ll have to figure out a way. I didn’t dare to ask what the consequence of not being pregnant would be, but it was pretty clear it would mean paying the full price.


The room was filled with twelve other women apart from me, Aiko and Yui, all in various stages of pregnancy. With horror I realized I was larger than all but one of the women in the room. The workout wasn’t supposed to be too hard, it was just light yoga, but with how big my gut was, I was still sweating and hurting all over. It felt really good though! Like I was finally doing something against my rising weight. Still, I was more than happy when the session finally ended. Neither Aiko, nor Yui seemed to be as tired as I felt, even though it was clearly exhausting for them as well.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m starving!” Yui said, while we were leaving the gym.
“Yeah, so am I!” Aiko nodded enthusiastically. “Let’s go get a meal together!” Both ladies stared at me intently, waiting for my reaction.
I was starting to blush. More food sounds like a horrible idea… I took a breath to apologize, but my stomach had other ideas. It let out a loud rumble, digesting my previous large meal.
“See? Your stomach agrees!” Yui giggled, mistaking the sound for a sign of hunger.
Knowing I would regret it, I nodded. “Alright, let’s go.”
The two women beamed at me, smiling widely. “I know the perfect place and it’s just around the corner!” Yui said with excitement.
Oh no! There was only one place Yui could mean. A place that belongs to the Ebiya family, who lived across the street and who were very close friends with my family. This is gonna be so awkward…


As we entered the restaurant, I tried to hide my face, staring at the floor. Maybe I can avoid recognition. The waitress doesn’t know me. As always luck was not on my side…
“Zuki-san!” I heard the familiar voice, shouting my name.
“H-hey Kana-chan.” I greeted the slight teen, whom I baby-sitted on multiple occasions. She used to be quite bratty, giving me a hard time when she was little, so I was taken aback seeing her working in the restaurant, helping out her family.
“Wow, you’re pregnant! Who’s the lucky guy?”
I turned bright red, stumbling over the words, because it had been several years since I had a serious relationship. “Y-you don’t know him, Kana-chan.”
“You got to bring him here sometimes, I’d really like to meet him! Come, come. You and your friends get the best table in the house!”
As it turned out the best table was a booth aside from every other table, so we could have a bit of privacy. The only issue was I could barely squeeze my wide hips between the table and the bench. I sat down heavily, my big belly slipping beneath the table and large breasts resting on top of it.
Yui giggled, staring at my chest. “You’ll have some lucky babies. They’ll never go hungry!”
“I don’t know how you can handle it. I grew two cup sizes since getting pregnant and it feels like they’re always in the way! How do you manage?”
I shrugged, blushing. “I guess you get used to it…”

Aiko and Yui were carrying most of the conversation while I was trying to come up with a plan of how to pretend I was pregnant. Aiko and Yui seem so nice, I feel awful lying to them, but I just don’t have any other choice… Not concentrating on what I was doing I kept shoveling food into my mouth without realizing just how much I really ate. I was blind to the looks both Aiko and Yui gave me, shocked at my display of gluttony. I only realized something was wrong when I felt slight pressure on my knees. I leaned back and looked down. Oh my god! I almost shouted. For the first time in forever I was able to see a sliver of my middle through the small opening between my breasts and the desk of the table. With horror I realized that the pressure I felt was from my gut, reaching all the way to my knees.
“Wow! And I thought I had a hungry baby!” Aiko said, clearly in awe.
“Yeah! I’ve never seen anyone eat so much!” Yui added.
Once more I turned crimson red with embarrassment, shocked at how much I could eat without even feeling hungry.

Aiko and Yui rose from their seats, heading to pay for their meal.
“You’re not going?” Aiko asked when she saw I wasn’t moving.
“N-no.” I can’t get up now! If they saw how much larger I am, they would realize I’m not really pregnant! I looked down. I wouldn’t be able to get up if I tried! I’m stuck here! “I-I guess I need a minute.” I smiled.
“Oh, we’ll wait for you then.”
“No! No. I… I want to catch up with Kana-chan a little.” I lied, congratulating myself internally.
“Alright, well, see you tomorrow!” She said, leaving me all alone, with my belly stuck beneath the table.

“Would you like anything else, Zuki-san?” Kana-chan asked, smiling sweetly.
I took a deep breath and sighed. “Can I get a bottle of sake?”
“You shouldn’t drink in your condition!”
“I’m not pregnant, ok?!” I almost shouted, angry at myself for how far I let it get. “I just wanted to lose some weight and look at me now! I’m fatter than ever and on top of things I misled two nice ladies into thinking I was pregnant…”
Kana-chan laid her hand on my shoulder with familiarity, before turning and heading back to the kitchen. “I’ll be right back.”
Kana-chan returned a minute later with a bowl of snacks, a bottle of sake and two cups. She poured a cup for me, pushing the bottle towards me. I returned the gesture, pouring a cup for her as well.
“Do you want to tell me what happened?” Kana-chan asked me and to my surprise, I did. I can’t be more humiliated than I already am…