Hypno Inspiration

Chapter 1

This story will contain weight gain, stuffing, and hypnosis. ENJOY!

After the hell she had gone through in high school, I was surprised to see Penelope in my new apartment. There she was in our new apartment. Her long blonde hair, her baby blue eyes, and who could forget her perfect figure? I wonder if she recognized me? The college randomly gave us both new roommates as our roommates in the fall both dropped out. She was unpacking her bags when I first walked in. She looked quite shocked to see me.

"Oh my god! Is that you? Jaime? You look amazing!"

She ran up to me and gave me a hug. I could easily see that she was still skinny. I felt her body, and I do admit, she felt a little softer, but she looked the same to me. Especially in her leggings and sweater. She smiled at me and soon asked a question.

"How much weight did you lose from high school?"

I tried my best to brush away all the bad memories from high school. No thanks to her. I was very overweight in high school. Penelope constantly tormented me about my weight. She frequently called me "pig," "cow," and other offensive names. Not only that, she even acted like she was sorry for bullying me. It was around senior year, ,and I was the heaviest I had ever been. 310 pounds of pure fat. I am only 5'5", so I looked massive. My pretty brown hair and eyes did not save me from my obese body. My arms were probably as wide as my waist is now. My massive breasts were massive f-cups (I'm now only a B cup), and my belly was so large that XXL t-shirts couldn't cover its girth and width. My thighs and ass had gotten so big that I was already struggling to fit into the chairs at school.

"I have lost around 160 pounds in two years. Mostly from starving myself. I still feel like I have a little more weight to lose!"

She looked impressed.

"I am so proud of you. I knew that making fun of you would only lead to good. Sometimes fatties like you need to be picked on so you can be healthier! Now we can catch up later. I need to finish unpacking!"

I smiled at her, but my smile turned into a frown after she left. Back to my story, she apologized for throwing food at me, laughing at me, putting a pig in my car, and calling me names. She brought me a cupcake as an apology. I was such a fatty at that point that I had to eat it. We sat in class to take a test, and I quickly realized I should not have eaten that cupcake. It must have had a large number of laxatives in it. The teacher would not let me leave the room because we were taking a test. I don't want to say what happened, but I think it's pretty obvious. I became the laughing stock of not only my school but the entire world. Someone managed to pull out a phone and record me while everyone, including Penelope, was laughing. The teacher even joined in. It was after that day that I decided to start to lose weight. It took me 3 long years to get to where I am today. 150 pounds. I looked much better. No more double chin and chubby cheeks. No massive belly, thighs, or butt. I even managed to get rid of my loose skin from an expensive surgery.

I knew it was dinner time and I was hungry. I stepped outside my room and decided to see if Penelope was hungry.

"Yeah, I am starving. What do you want to eat?"

"I think there is a Panda Express that is a walking distance away!"

"Sounds like a plan!"

I acted extremely nice to Penelope, even though I wanted my revenge. My mind went through millions of ideas while we were casually chatting like old friends. I finally thought of a great idea when we both sat down to eat our food. We both got the orange chicken with white rice in a bowl. a meal that isn't particularly healthy, but also isn't particularly unhealthy.

"This is pretty good. It really sucks that I can't eat like this."

Penelope stated as she took bites of her small meal. I looked at her with slight confusion.

"Why is that?"

Penelope smiled and replied,

"Honestly, I spent my winter break with my family and I gained a little weight. About 5 pounds, and I really want to lose it before spring break."

I replied nicely.

"You look amazing, girl. You are probably still thinner than me!"

She confidently looked at her body and then at mine.

"I am 130 pounds at the moment, which is sort of chunky. I like being 120 during the summer."

That meant that she was 10 pounds heavier than she was during high school. She was 5'7, so she was still fairly thin. Still, I noticed that she had a slight curve in her hips. I instantly came up with a great idea. It was so crazy, but it might work...

I am currently a junior majoring in psychology, and I remember learning about the power of hypnosis. Apparently, some people are very susceptible to hypnosis. I figured it couldn't hurt to give her a weight-gain hypnosis session. I looked online and found quite a few YouTube videos that claimed to make a person more hungry and gain weight. Apparently, all you had to do was listen to the video overnight and you would gain weight. I tried to go into Penelope's room, but saw that Penelope was still awake.

"You can't sleep either?"

"No, I wanted to use the bathroom and thought this was my room."

"If you ever can't sleep, you can always come to my room. I have the worst insomnia. I can't sleep for more than a few hours at a time."

My mind instantly thought of a great idea!

"I have this recording on my phone. It apparently leads to better sleep. I can send you the MP3 loop if you want."

"That would be amazing. It's 3 am right now, so maybe I can try it tomorrow."

"Sounds good. Try to get some sleep!"

I went to my room and made a loop of the weight gain hypnosis video. I also managed to figure out how to add a trigger word. Apparently, whenever she heard this word, she would do whatever I said. She would also have no memory of anything she did while hypnotized. I decided on the word "revenge." I decided to test my theory out during the weekend. I wanted the hypnosis and trigger world to be drilled into her head. I had already noticed that she was claiming to be more hungry. Still, she hardly ate and exercised frequently. She already claimed to have lost 1 pound in the 5 days since we moved in. After a long weekend, I ordered a large pizza. It was a Sunday night and she was surprisingly asleep with her headphones on. I removed them and whispered the word revenge in her ears. She instantly took off her headphones and looked at me with a blank stare.

"You will eat the entire pizza that is in the dining room. You will not remember eating the pizza. After you finish the pizza, you will go back to bed."

She instantly started walking to the dining room and started to really dig into the large pepperoni pizza. Her eyes were hardly open, but she seemed to be nicely eating the pizza. She was currently dressed in sweatpants and a crop top that showcased her slightly soft body. It was truly incredible to see her belly grow after every slice of pizza that she consumed. After finishing the entire pizza, she looked completely stuffed. She looked around 3 months pregnant. She soon belched and slowly walked back to her room to go to bed.

"God, I feel so bloated today."

Penelope stated to me, as we were drinking our morning coffee,

"Maybe it's your time of the month?"

She looked down and rubbed her still bloated stomach. She was still wearing her crop top, so her belly was very noticeable to me. I saw that she was already embarrassed by its size. She sucked it in after noticing me looking at it.

"Maybe. Whatever, I am going to the gym before class. Do you want to come?"

"No, but have a good workout!"

I couldn't believe that she was still going to the gym. She soon dressed in her workout gear, and I had to admit she looked fantastic, even with her small food baby. I knew that I needed to shop for more foods to hopefully make her gain weight faster than she could lose it at the gym. I went to the store and bought pints of ice cream, gallons of whole milk, cream, butter, sugar, weight gain powder, cookies, chocolates, a mini fridge and more. I ended up spending quite a bit of money. Luckily, my parents were loaded, and I did not have to worry about money. I decided to stash all the fattening foods in my mini fridge and around my room. I did not want Penelope to get suspicious. After only a week of the hypnosis, it seemed that my plan was working. She definitely looked like she was growing. Every night I made her drink a very fattening shake. The thick shake contained ice cream, whole milk, cream, butter, peanut butter, sugar, and even weight gain powder. Her daily shake alone added 3,000 calories to her diet. I soon heard her voice while drinking my morning coffee.

"I can't button my jeans! Did you shrink them in the wash?"

It had been exactly a week of her nightly snacks and bigger meals, and already she was gaining weight. Her thighs and butt were getting thicker, and I could tell there was no way she would fit into her size 4 jeans. I didn't want her to get suspicious,

"Yeah, my clothes are feeling really tight."

She soon came out dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. I noticed that her belly was already looking softer. There was also a wider curve in her hips. She shrieked at me.

"It's because we are both getting fat. I knew you were a bad influence on me. Always cooking those big meals and don't think I didn't notice you buying all those cookies and chocolates."

It was true. I had been cooking her meals, and I had to put some of my groceries in the pantry and main fridge. My mini fridge was simply too small, and I did not want to be tempted to eat chocolate. I sighed and decided I had some work to do,

"Yeah, I am sorry. I was just so proud of losing so much weight that I thought that I could celebrate by eating more."

She sighed and soon replied,

"It's OK. I read that a lot of fat people tend to gain the weight back that they lost. I mean, your belly already looks a little bigger. We need to make sure that we stay slim! Now I am going to the gym. Are you coming?"

"I really would like to go, but I have so much homework to do."

She again looked at me and simply waved goodbye. That bitch really had the nerve to tell me that my stomach was looking bigger. I immediately went to her room to get the scale and saw that I was 2 pounds heavier. I needed to find a way to rig this scale. I searched the internet and found a way to make the scale always show 135 pounds. This was what I guessed her current weight was. This way, she would always believe that she was 135. I also decided to go shopping as she texted me that she was hanging out with friends until dinner time. I bought identical clothes to the ones she had in her closet and quickly removed the size tags. Luckily, she told me that she removed the size tags, as she did not want to be reminded that she was a size 4 and not a size anymore. I then decided to start working on a dinner that seemed healthy but was secretly fattening. She came home and looked tired. She also seemed hungry; she was probably self-conscious about her weight, which led her not to eat.

"I made a very healthy vegetarian casserole for dinner."

She actually smiled at me as we both dug into the secretly fattening meal. I loaded the casserole with butter and oil. I found a way to hide all of that by adding a good amount of spices to the dish. She seemed to enjoy the meal.

"It's pretty spicy, but I liked it!"

"Yeah, the spices have little to no calories. They are a great way for us to lose weight."

We both then decided to watch a movie. I told her about the diet popcorn I bought. What she didn't know was that I switched the labels from the fattening popcorn and the diet popcorn. I decided to do this with all of the food items, including chocolate, candy, and even the chips. This took me the entire day, but I hoped that it would be worth it. She really seemed to love the popcorn.

"This popcorn is actually amazing."

She was taking popcorn by the handful. I wonder if she noticed that her already bloated belly was getting bigger.

Another week passed and it looked like she had gained more than 5 pounds. I would guess that she probably weighed around 142 pounds at the moment. It seemed that her face was starting to get rounder. Not only that, but her arms looked a little wider. Her belly and thighs continued to grow outward. I could see this while we were enjoying our morning coffee. I loaded hers with sugar and told her it only contained Splenda.

"The scale says I am 135, but I feel like I am getting bigger."

I quickly thought of a great response.

"You might have this thing called body dysmorphia. My cousin was anorexic, and she felt that she was fat when she was only 90 pounds. Apparently, a lot of girls have this even if they aren't anorexic. You look the same to me."

She quietly smiled.

"Thanks, I still need to watch what I eat. I want to be 125, not 135. I got to go to the gym for hours."

She surprisingly kept her promise. She went to the gym for nearly two hours. She was so exhausted that she somehow passed out. I decided that since it was lunch time, she needed a little food. I whispered revenge, and she instantly woke up. I wanted to be a little sadistic, so I had her eat an entire stick of butter. She somehow managed to slowly eat the entire stick. It was simply amazing to see her take large bites of the butter. She really looked like a pig. She was left with a very big food belly. The only problem was that she seemed pretty sick for the rest of the day. Eating that much butter is not good for you. She claimed to be nauseous and did not even eat dinner. During the night, I decided to have her drink not one but two of the 3000-calorie shakes. Her hypnotized self seemed to struggle once she started drinking her second shake. It was obvious that her belly was getting way too stuffed. Her breathing slowed, but she slowly took sips from the fattening shake. She loudly burped multiple times and rubbed her growing tummy. She almost looked 9 months pregnant after she finished her second shake. It might be a better idea for her to still drink 1 until she gets bigger. Maybe 1 and a half at most.

I soon decided to replace her clothes. This time I ordered them online. She was now already wearing size 6's; that's what I was currently wearing. That must mean that she was around 150 pounds like me. It thrilled me to know that I made her as big as I am currently. I had actually made her chubby. I still had some work to do. I decided to replace all the mirrors in our apartment with these new mirrors that make a person look skinnier. I admit, they even fooled me into thinking that I had lost weight. The plan looked to be working perfectly.

One month later,

It was almost March, which meant that it had been 7 weeks since I had fattened up Penelope. Everyone could see that she was now a big girl except herself. She simply managed to convince herself that she was only 135 pounds. It was funny because she was well over 200 pounds now. I heard that her friends were already starting to distance themselves from her because they did not want to hang out with a fatty. I did manage to invite them over for lunch tomorrow for a surprise birthday for Penelope. I also invited a few other guests. I was sitting at the dining table snacking on some cookies.

"How do I look?"

She was squeezed into her now size-16 green dress. She simply looked massive in it. Her fat, jiggling arms were exposed to everyone. The dress also did not hide her now DD cup breasts. Her now-massive belly was also not hidden by the dress. I estimated her to be around 200 pounds, and a lot of that weight seemed to go to her belly. Her belly was extremely round and wide. It extended probably a foot and a half past her body. Her thighs and buttocks were hidden decently, but I couldn't believe how big they had gotten.

"Amazing and sexy!"

She smiled, exposing her fattened face. She had a very noticeable double chin.

"OK. I still feel kind of nervous about going to this dinner. I haven't seen my sister in awhile."

I soon loudly yelled,

"REVENGE!"