Chapter 1

(This is a retelling of the movie with some differences. The main one being that Sam gets fat instead of the Mayor. If you've seen the movie, you can skip to the paragraph starting with "He looks down ashamed". Even then, the weight gain doesn't actually start until the paragraph starting with "The next day, the machine starts")

Our story takes place in the middle of the Atlantic ocean, on the small island-town of Swallow Falls. Right before the grand opening of Sardineland, a tourist attraction the mayor set up to improve the local economy and promote the island's one and only export: sardines. Here to provide live coverage of the event is Sam Sparks, the cute and super perky intern at "Weather News Network".
The television screen reads "Sam Sparks, Junior News Analyst". She nervously introduces herself "Hello Sam Sparks I'm America! It's Swallow Falls degrees and...uh, well, let's just...pan to the mayor..."

Meanwhile, local resident Flint Lockwood, known for making genius inventions that almost always go terribly wrong, is working on creating an invention that can turn water into food. Unfortunately, as he turns it on, it starts flying around uncontrollably, wreaking havoc on the already doomed tourist attraction and knocking over the poor intern, embarrassing her on what could be her one and only shot at fame. The machine then shoots up into the sky, presumably never to be seen again. Ashamed, he crawls under the pier with his talking monkey Steve, clinging onto the ladder, quietly contemplating all the mistakes he's made and all the people he's let down.

Who else should be there, though, but the young weather reporter whose career he ruined, Sam Sparks. She walks up to the dock, sits at the edge of the pier, and accidentally kicks Flint in the eyes.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

H e screams. "Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! Are you okay?" she apologizes. "It's okay, it's just...pain..."

"Sorry, I am not myself today. My whole career was ruined by some crazy jerk riding a homemade rocket...Wait a minute." she says, looking at Flint, "What is going on with your feet?" Flint looks down, "oh, those are my spray-on shoes. They...don’t come off." "Cool! This could solve the untied shoes epidemic. What are they made of, some kind of elastic biopolymer adhesive?" "Yeah...exactly..." Flint says, suddenly enchanted by the weather girl. Aside from the extraordinary aptitude towards science, she's also rather attractive. She has short, shoulder length blonde-orange hair, big green eyes, and a perfect white smile. She has a very skinny waist, which only serves to emphasize her very curvy hips. Despite being a bit shorter than Flint, her legs are way longer than his, which emphasizes her hips even further. "I’m Sam." she introduces herself. "Flint." "Steve!" Flint's monkey says. Sam gasps, "Is that monkey wearing a monkey thought translator?" "Steeeve!" "That's incredible! Did you make all of this stuff? [GASP] You hit me with the rocket!" "You kicked me in the face!" Flint replies. "I said I was sorry! You literally ruined my career! I was gonna make it big! I mean yeah, it was just a small gig in a small town, but I was hoping it was gonna go places!"


He looks down ashamed. "[sigh] Get off the ladder you goof..." she grabs his hand and helps him back onto the dock. "Flint, I don't just wanna be a normal weather girl. I wanna be big. When people see me on TV, I want them to say 'That is one big weather girl'." "I mean, that's a kind of weird...oddly specific thing for them to say, but if it makes you feel any better, I think you would've made it..." She smirks at him, "Well, thanks to your 'great invention', I'm not gonna be either of those. I'm just gonna be the ditzy intern girl aga--" Just then, a burger falls into her hands.

"What the...how did..." she wonders, but then another one lands in a steel drum nearby. Then another in the water, and one on the floor by Flint's feet. Pretty soon, the whole town was watching in awe as cheeseburgers literally rained down from the heavens. "My machine works!" Flint exclaims, "IT REALLY WORKS!!!"

"*Your* machine?" Sam asks, her hands empty but her mouth full, "Is that what that rocket was?" she asks as another one lands in her hands. "Uh...do you like it?" She takes a bite, "I love it! Thish is jusht amazing! Thish ish the greatest weather phenomenon in history!" "Say, aren't you a weather girl?" Flint asks. Sam gasps, then runs after her camera man, "MANNY GET YOUR CAMERA!!!"

We cut to the weather news network anchor, "This just in, our humiliated weather intern is apparently back for more." "Thanks, Patrick," Sam says, "Okay, everybody. You are not gonna believe this one, but I am standing in the middle of a burger rain!" A burger lands in her hand and she takes a bite, "You may have seen a meteor shower, but you’ve never seen a shower *meatier* than this!" The hungry news reporter continues to deliver her news report while eating burgers. When she eventually reveals Flint Lockwood to be the genius behind this weather phenomenon, the whole town (and especially Sam) beg him to make it rain food again. "Please please please please please" she begs. "...yes!"

Flint takes Sam and her camera man to his lab (Sam carrying several burgers between her arms, 'in case she gets hungry') and shows them how the machine works. "Water molecules are bombarded with microwave radiation, which mutates their genetic recipe into any kind of food you want." "So...pizza?" "Yes" "Apples?" "Yes" "Applesauce?" "Yes" "Can it do a BLT?" "I'm pretty sure I said any kind of food." "[GASP] What about jello?" "Um...d-do you like jello?" "I. LOVE. Jello." "I love jello, too! Oh, and peanut butter, right?" "Oh, no no no, I am *severely* allergic to peanuts." "Yeaaaaah, me too..." he lies. "So what's it called?" she asks. "Peanut allergy." "No, the machine." "Oh, right, I call it, the FLDSMDFR!"

After several failed attempts of trying to get Sam to pronounce it correctly, she gives up, "Anyways, could you show us how you get the machine working?" It's at this moment Flint realizes that, with his machine up in the stratosphere, he has no way of accessing it. "Um...see, the thing is, I can't....wait to show you this hilarious internet video!" He pulls up a video of an overlaid cat playing DJ and singing "Fight the power!" "What is this?" Sam asks, "Oh my god that's so cute!" With her distracted, Flint hurriedly tries to put together a satellite communicator so he can communicate with the FLDSMDFR. "I can't believe I've been watching this for 3 hours" Sam says, still laughing at the video. It should be noted that Sam's arms are now empty, and there's now a little bit of mustard on her face. Finally, Flint sets up the machine, plugs it into the computer, and pulls up the prompt allowing him to place orders.

"It's working," he says, "what do you guys want for breakfast?" "Hmm...How about eggs?" she suggests. "And toasts?" Flint adds. "And orange juice!" Sam says. "And bacon!" They say together. "To the computer!" Flint says, before typing the code for the breakfast into the computer. He sends it to the machine, and the order is placed for tomorrow. "Alright, the order is placed for tomorrow!" "Eeee! I can't wait!" Sam says excitedly. Her stomach grumbles in agreement, "No, I literally can't wait! I'm gonna go get some more burgers before everyone eats them all." "Oh, okay, um..." Flint says nervously, not knowing how to say goodbye. "Yeah, thanks for showing me your lab! I'll see you later!" "Um....y-yeah, later!...cool..."

The next day, the machine starts spitting out a healthy breakfast. The weather report plays, with Sam Sparks looking slightly different than she did yesterday. Her once cartoonishly skinny waist has filled out quite a bit. She's far from fat, if anything she looks healthier, though she does have just the slightest bit of pudge bulging from her stomach. You can just barely make it out through her shirt. "Well, those cheeseburgers were only the beginning, because a breakfast system is on its way to Swallow Falls" her slight pudge wiggles ever so slightly as she moves around and points to the weather map, "My forecast: sunny....side up" she says, cutely holding her hands behind her back.

We then see the town happily enjoying their breakfast rain. Especially Sam, who's seen kneeling over, opening a storm drain, titling it towards her, and letting bacon fall from it into her hungry mouth. She sees Flint walk by, quickly stands to her feet and starts walking with him. "Flint! This food is so good! How do you make it like this?" "Ah ha, well, there is a flavor optimizer chip in there making the water mutate into--" "Into the tastiest version of that food? That's genius! Can you do lunch, too?" "Um...sure" "What about dinner?" "Of course!" "What about tomorrow? Can you do 3 meals tomorrow as well?" she asks eagerly. "I mean....I can make it rain 3 meals every day...if you want" "REALLY?" she asks excitedly, "Thank you thank you thank you thank you!!!" She starts jumping up and down excitedly. Flint can't help but look at her stomach. It's much more noticeable in person than it was on TV, and it's only more prominent when it's jiggling around like this. She grabs his hands and continues, "This is gonna be SO good for my career! And my stomach, I can't wait to try more of your delicious food!" She grabs an egg and two pieces of toast, makes a sandwich, and quickly gobbles it up.

So Flint continues to make it rain 3 meals a day every day, while Sam continues making weather reports about it. Two days after the breakfast rain, we see Sam on TV, eating chicken while delivering the clever zinger "Now that's what I call *poultry* in motion." It's worth noting that the hungry weather girl now appears to sport a prominent muffin top, bulging over the sides of her pants and even a cute belly bulging over the front of her pants, her belly button visible through her blouse. And while it can't be seen in the shot, her butt has grown quite a substantial amount, officially upgrading her from having "wide hips" to "a big butt". And her thighs have suffered a similar fate, her once slight thigh gap now closed due to her added pounds. And she's showing no signs of slowing down, each successive weather report she's seen a little bit heavier, a little bit fuller-figured than the one before.

Flint also starts taking requests from the town's citizens. "Mr Lockwood, may I please have waffles?" "Falafels?" "Jelly beans!" "AVOCADOS!" And he's more than happy to fulfill their requests, "Coming right up!" We turn to another report by Sam Sparks, who now looks much, much heavier than she was when she first got here. Her boobs, once petite and nothing to write home about, have expanded to be large and shapely, definitely one of the first things you'd notice about her body, the other being her now very big ass. Her belly is also quite prominent, in fact, you could even say it's fat. She's definitely clinically overweight, yet most people would still probably consider her attractive simply because of how much her voluptuous boobs overshadow her fat gut. "Leftovers?" she says, holding an ice cream sandwich, a soft pretzel, and an uneaten ham, "Not a problem, with Flint Lockwood's newest invention: he out-of-sighter" The camera pans over to a large truck with a bowl scooping up food, then flinging it off far away. "So named because it catapults uneaten food out of sight," the camera pans back to Sam, who appears to no longer be holding food, "therefore, out of mind." Her belt then snaps off. "Oops!" She exclaims in surprise.

People continue asking for more and more from Flint. "A BLT!" "Pizza!" "Donuts!" "Pie!" "Fish!" Finally, he gets an order from a very, very, very fat woman. "A pizza, stuffed inside a turkey, and the whole thing deep fried and dipped in chocolate!" requests the tall, fat, (and admittedly kinda cute) woman excitedly, as she holds pizza and hot dogs under one arm and a corn cob, donuts, and a whole ham under the other. All Flint can do is just stare. Finally she says, "It's me, Sam..." "Oh..." Flint says, his face red, "um...you look different. Did you get a new...haircut?" "Yes I did! Thanks for noticing!" she says, flattered, despite her hair looking exactly the same as it always has. She then walks a little closer to him, her adorable double chin bulging out as she looks down at him, "So, is that a yes to my order?" "Um...I guess I could have it rain those for a few minutes..." he says shyly. She pouts, "just a few?" "I-I mean, or, a few...hours, if you want." She gasps, dropping all of her food in excitement, "REALLY?!" She then picks up the young inventor, gives him a big squishy hug, and exclaims "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!", jumping up and down excitedly, creating loud thuds in the process. While uneasy at first, Flint very quickly finds himself enjoying the soft embrace of this very soft woman. Nuzzling his head against her giant boobs and wrapping his arms as far around her giant gut as he can. "This is gonna be so tasty!!! I can't wait!" the fat reporter exclaims, squeezing Flint tighter against her fat, fat belly. Unfortunately, just as Flint starts getting comfortable, the experience is cut short. Sam sets him down, picks her food back up, bids her friend ado "see you later Flint!", then turns around and walks away, her giant butt wiggling behind her.