Before rushing out to join your friends, you decide to weigh yourself first- after all, you must've gained a hundred pounds in that banquet alone!
Stepping onto the scale for the second time in an hour, you have to adjust yourself to read the new number- 328. 78 pounds! Yet it was still nothing compared to how much your friends gained from that one meal. But your jumps for joy (which were making a lot of noise with your fat ass constantly hitting the ground) are interrupted by your massive sister, Angela, arriving home from college.
You bound out to see her, but she seems smaller now that you've seen your friends' new bodies. It even looks like Mandy is fatter than her! She waddles over slowly and gives you a hug, burying you in her gigantic chest. Her shirt was barely covering her love handles, and her boobs were so constricted that they were starting to rise from the top of the shirt. Her thighs looked like each could fit you in them, and her ass was the size of Katie!
"You've put on a few pounds, sis!" She yells, looking you over.
Getting straight to the point, you ask "Do you have any bikinis that'll fit me? This one's kind of..."
"A hundred pounds ago?" She laughed. "Yeah, just grab the smallest one you can find from my room. It's bound to be loose on you anyway."
Angela waits outside while you change, making conversation. "So, how are your twiggy little friends?"
"They're not so twiggy anymore," you tell her, "I think Mandy's fatter than you!"
"Mandy?! Isn't she the one that the doctors would tell to GAIN weight?!"
"Yeah," you emerge from Angela's room in a bikini a size too big for you, "They're all really, REALLY huge. Are you sure you don't have anything smaller?" You've been holding the bikini on, as it's really loose.
"Nicole, you're forgetting," she adresses you, "I weighed 500 pounds when I was 15 years old. You're wearing the bikini I was when I was twelve. I have nothing average sized." She started laughing. "I have tons of food in my suitcases. I know it's weird, but gorge until you fit."
She removed her clothes; it turned out she'd been wearing a bikini underneath them. Struggling to fit out the back door, she practically screamed as she saw your friends. Diving into the pool, she immediately jiggles through the water over to Mandy, and they immediately compare everything- bellies, thighs, asses, waistlines, even chests!
Meanwhile, you sit by the pool and snack on chips and chocolate like there's no tomorrow; after about a half an hour and fity-something pounds, the bathing suit barely stays on.
After you all get out of the pool hours later...
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