Nobody really knew the rules of a half human half vampire hybrid.
She grew at least seven times faster than a normal child did. That alone was scary enough.
But it was definitely her eating habits that got everyone a bit nervous.
As a young one she seemed to crave mostly blood. Everybody in the Cullen family knew that .So it was a largely known factor.
As she got older, around biologically in her early teens she started to crave human food. She'd always been able to eat human food but this was the first time she'd actually started to choose solid food stuffs over blood.
Renesmee Carlie Cullen aka Nessie was busy shoving her face with her tenth plate. It had become a daily ritual for her. Wake up, eat breakfast, start school, finish school, eat until she swelled up.
Breakfast was a light matter; only two bowls of cereal; but dinner was a feast fit for an empress.
Physically eighteen, Renemsee was close to the end of her growth cycle; but her hunger had just begun growing.
She smiled as she finished eating her seventeenth plate of low rent chinese food. The greasy noodles and mix was sucked down her throat before most onlookers could blink.
Her imprint and lifelong companion Jacob black had to quit a while ago. While he had the appetite of a horse, "little" Nessie had a much greater appetite.
Below the booth at the cheap buffet, Renesmee's belly pushed out with the sheer volume of food it was forced to take. Perfectly spherical and round, it was white but with a tinge of pinkness. her jeans were undone and her belt had died a long time ago.
"This is great," she said through her food, "When I'm with you Jake, I don't have to pretend to be the perfect daughter."
"Yeah, but eating food isn't exactly scandalous in this day and age," said Jake, "Why don't we get some beers or whiskey?"
Nessie shook her head, making her red ponytail wag from side to side, "Nuh-uh, gotta finish desert first."
"And when is that," he asked?
"Eventually," she quipped.
She was definitely a specimen to behold, Taller than her mother had been and statuesque, she was definitely grown into a goddess. D cup breasts never needed a bra, they held up the bras instead. She deliberately wore tight shirts and down below her hips were fuller and rounder than a girl her age had a right to be.
So some hours later when Nessie was kicked out, she was still hungry. The damn buffet closed too early.
So Jake decided to take her out to a remote spot in the woods and rub her belly. Digestion took her only a few hours, but she always loved it.
The girl lay back, beachball sized belly out and him with his fingers all over her lush body.
Digestion was rapid, but Jake enjoyed every minute of it. but today something was different.
"Your ass got fat," he told her rather bluntly.
"What?" she said, miffed, "You want to start something?"
Jake pinched the muffin top coming over her jeans, "I mean, this isn't an insult; it's a real thing."
"Shoot," she said, pinching her own newly formed belly, "This has never happened before."
Jake shrugged, "Maybe it's a puberty thing; lots of men and women have their metabolism slow down."
Nessie scowled, "How can my metabolism be slowed, I'm still hungry!"
Jake rolled his eyes "Jeeze, what's eating you?"
"I'm sorry," she apologized, biting her full red lips and rubbing her new paunch. "It's just that I'm still hungry."