Madison got some more money from her Mom and went clothes shopping, while she was there, she noticed she was up to a size 8. A year ago, still in high school it would have been more problematic. As she got to college, Madison started to move out of the high school chain stores that sold short jean skirts and too tight tanks for $95, towards more young adult oriented stores. She found their clothes to make her feel more intelligent and respectable. Sure, she still was going to get her 'slut' outfit, as she called it, for her occasional crazy night out, or fraternity party, but more and more Madison found herself going for adult clothes. Chinos, respectable, yet trendy tops, shorts that she could pull off at the bars and an afternoon at the country club. The wardrobe change was somewhat standard for most girls transitioning into adulthood, however, for Madison it allowed to make an excuse to show less skin.
The lack of skin was something Madison could not hide when spring break came. She was extremely nervous, especially because she was nowhere near as fit as she was in previous years, when wearing a bikini was a point of pride. When the girls from her floor, and a group of guys including Ron went down to Mexico for spring break, she did not know what to expect. The girls made 'Spring Break xoxo!' tank tops, and it was Madison's hope that those would provide her mid-section with cover while she drank light beer with the rest of their crew. However, after a while, Madison noticed that her body did not seem that bad in comparison.
Sure, Madison had gained a few more pounds since she weighed herself at 150, but her body looked mostly the same. What had changed was the girls around her from other schools at the beach. Yes, outside of Cassi, who had put on a significant amount of weight, the rest of the Powers girls were still stick thin, but she looked around, many of these college girls seemed chubby, if not downright plump. This was in sharp contrast to what she was used to in Miami, where it felt like no one ate anything and everyone was thin. It was reassuring the Madison that her 150 pound body was close to normal here at their party beach in Mexico, and this caused her to indulge, taking full advantage of the lowered drinking age and abundance of beach food. What Madison had not noticed in this situation was that they were the young ones. Most of the girls on spring break were juniors or seniors, and had reached comparable bodies over 4 years, not one, and if Madison didn't change her current trajectory, she was going to get far bigger than them.
After spring break was over, it was time for Madison to calm down and study. Even though no one would say she didn't enjoy herself over the year, she had still kept good grades, and with some challenging classes starring her down, Madison hit the books, staying inside and trying to get the highest grades possible.
This however, did not come at the expense of food. Madison would often get pizza to go from the dinning hall, or order in. Her planned exercise regimen fell victim to the studying as well. "I can always work it off this summer," thought Madison. Between the meals and snacking, Madison continue to do harm to her figure through the spring. There was an upside to all of this though, after it was all over, Madison felt like she had done exceedingly well on her finals, and later in the summer, her high marks would confirm that.
With all the studying, Madison's grades were not the only thing that were high, and on one of the final nights before she left for her summer break in Miami, Madison was finally forced to confront her weight. Her and Ron were going to go out for a final dinner before the year was over. As Ron was waiting outside of Madison's dorm room, he heard her sounding very distressed.
"Ughhhhhh, come on!!!!" He heard Madison grunt from outside the door.
"Need any help, can I come in?" he asked.
"No. Actually, I think we should cancel." Madison responded, on the brink of tears.
"What?" Ron responded, entering the dorm room to a shocked Madison.
"Ron?! I said I want to cancel. Ron would see why. Madison was in her panties, which looked excessively tight. She had been trying, with not a ton of luck, to close the pants she had bought a few months ago, when she was 150. If Madison had previously been on a the fuller side of thin, she now looked chubby. Her thighs had seen a significant amount of growth, and now touched for most of the way down to her knee. Ron could see that they loooked softer than he previously remembered. She now had a belly that stuck out slightly, and love handles to go with it. Even if she could have been able to get the pants to go up, Ron suspected she would have had a muffintop. Madison's arms looked softer still, and he noticed that when she smiled, a previously absent double chin was starting to form. Ron didn't have to worry about the smiling part at the moment, though, because Madison looked like she wanted to cry. She was up to 167 pounds.
"Ron, I'm getting fat. Look at me." she said, throwing her unbuttonable pants to the ground.
"Don't worry, you can always work it off." he said, trying to comfort her.
"No, stop it. No one is going to want to date me. I look horrible."
Ron found his opening and walked up to her, "No, you don't" he said, gently touching her face, "Besides, I kind of like it."
Madison could not decide if Ron was being truthful or just trying to make her feel better. Either way, she did not care, and smiled. Even thought she wanted to lose the weight, and was planning on a heavy workout in the summer, Ron was making her feel better.
There was no dinner that night, but neither of them ended up leaving the room until the following morning.
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