The house was empty, Greg was at work, Mary was at a sitter’s, Junior and Lucy were at school and the entire morning was Susan’s to enjoy.
She had spent the first four hours of her day in her business clothes ready to go get a job, however as soon as everyone left she had an unquenchable desire for sweet satisfying food. And from 8 in the morning to 12 she sat at her kitchen table eating and raiding the fridge like a hungry beast. It was like a strange eating spirit had taken over her stomach and appetite.
After the gorge she opened her eyes and grinned like a happy child. She adjusted her heavy rear in her seat and she felt all of her clothes pulls and tug on her swollen curves. After her eating she was defiantly a bit more along in her mid section and the skirt really didn’t fit her the way it did when she put it on this morning.
Nothing did, nothing in Susan's closet really fit her at all. None fit her like they were supposed too, the button holes of her blouse were stretching out from her ample breasts and the single button on her blazer was being pushed out by her yummy belly. A spot of cheese had stained the collar of the blouse and even though no one was looking or watching Susan’s feminine instincts told her to be embarrassed and she headed off to the bathroom to revamp herself.
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