Claire readjusted her yoga pants once again as she tried to relieve her thick thighs of the constricting fabric. Everything was feeling a bit snug these days, even the clothes that she had bought to replace her previously snug fitting clothes were getting tight. She had been ignoring it for the most part but now she was starting to wonder what’s up. Were her clothes getting shrunk in the laundry? Was she having a growth spurt? She thought about how her mother often says she’s a “growing girl.”
“Maybe I should weigh myself.” Claire thought as she got up and went into the bathroom. She honestly couldn’t remember the last time she had weighed herself, so she had almost no idea what number to expect when she stepped on the scale.
“Huh, 238.” She thought. “Was that a lot? It sounds like a lot.” Claire stepped off the scale and looked at herself in the mirror. She had been noticing a bit more of a bounce in her breasts. Analyzing the reflection of her figure there was very little doubt that she done some “filling out” recently.
“Everything just looks… bigger.” Claire said with curiosity as she admired her thickened hourglass figure. “All this cleavage, I’m like Kate Upton!” she said to herself as she hugged her soft feminine curves. The plump teen giggled as she shook her flabby bottom. She felt a rush of giddy and fascination as she examined her chubby figure. Claire had never felt so sexy before.
“Mmnf… My tummy looks so cute and huggable.” She said lifting up her shirt.
“CLAIRE! It’s time for dinner!” Her father called from downstairs.
“Oh uh… Okay I’m coming!” She responded, eager to eat more of her grandmothers delicious food.
As she walked into the dining room Claire was greeted by the heavenly smells of the many dishes gathered in the center of the table. Her parents were already seated, and her grandmother was actually putting food on Claire’s plate.
“There’s my granddaughter! Oh I hope you don’t mind that I filled your plate for you, sweetie. We were waiting here and I just couldn’t help myself.” Granny said. Claire sat down and noticed what big portions her grandmother had given her.
“Thanks grandma I really don’t mind at all. Sorry if I made you guys wait.”
“Oh it doesn’t matter now, let’s eat!” Her mother, Jennifer, said, eager to gorge and tired of being teased by all the delicious food in front of her. Jen also looked quite a bit larger than before. As much as she wanted Claire to gain weight, her mother’s food was too good for her to not also indulge a bit. Of course that reasoning had led to almost non-stop eating as she gorged while Claire was at school.
Jen’s clothes were even tighter than her daughter’s as her enormous blubbery rump filled out the seat of her chair and then some. Her fleshy hips were wedged under the armrests. Her t-shirt hugged her big gut and even rode up to reveal a sliver of bulging belly fat. The chair creaked loudly as her hefty bulk leaned forward for a bite.
Claire and Jen ate voraciously as they continuously filled up their plates again and again. Eventually their eating started to slow down as their stomachs started to fill up with the hearty and rich comfort food. It sat heavily in their doughy bellies. As gluttonous as the mother-daughter combo were, they were no match for Gran gran’s cooking.
“Well we’ll have plenty of leftovers for next week. Did you enjoy that Claire? I know you asked for me to make that mac and cheese you like so much.” Claire’s grandmother asked her as she started to clear the table.
“Mmmnhh… yea-urp ooooffff.” Claire mumbled in response, glued to her seat by the massive food coma she was enduring. It felt like a bowling bowl was stuck in her stomach.
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