It was 11 o'clock in the morning. Alex's room was completely silent with no traces of life out in the open. Just then, a slight breeze brought in a light scent of pancakes and bacon. This caused one rather lethargic teen to awake from his slumber. He stood up with eyes half-closed and took slow steps to his bathroom.
He flicked on the light, splashed water in his own face, and looked at himself. The week of gorging, pampering, spoiling, and more gorging has brought some changes to the already chubby boy's body. He had a softer looking belly with a much deeper navel to go along with it. There were some more changes, such as his arms, which definitely packed more meat on them, and his moobs which were much, much more well-defined and started to hang a bit.
"Alex! Your breakfast is ready!" His mom called out from downstairs.
Alex threw on a particularly tight teeshirt and some rather constrictive shorts and hurried downstairs.
When he stepped into the warm kitchen, Alex saw his mom putting chocolate-chip pancakes onto a serving plate already piled high with an excessive amount of fattening flapjacks. There was also a large platter stacked with thick strips of juicy bacon.
"Oh, hello Alex. Let me serve you some-"
Before his mom could finish her sentence, Alex grabbed both serving plates and headed straight for the dining table. She smiled and giggled a bit, comfortably knowing that her sweet little boy wouldn't starve away into oblivion.
"Hungry today?" She asked. Alex gave an unexcited grunt in response. "Would you like some whipped cream?" She said while holding out a large can of the calorie cream. Alex quickly snatched it and set it down near his plate.
Alex ferociously sliced the giant monolith into bite-sized chunks and stuffed them into his maw, occasionally throwing in some bacon or spraying a lengthy stream of cream.
Alex's mom watched as her boy hunched over his plate and absorbed the fatty breakfast like it was his first meal in weeks.
She thought, "That boy sure has a- 'healthy' appetite." The mother was aware that her son has put on a comfortable amount of poundage, but unsure of what to do. She ultimately decided to continue indulging him in his newfound passion for different reasons.
She mostly thought that what Alex was going through is natural for teens, and she should nurture for the increased demand for nutrients. She also believed that a hungry teen is a happy teen. And finally, she was curious of how much more growth Alex would go through before he plateaued. She didn't assume much more expansion.
"Mom, can you make some more?" Alex asked. The ample teen completely demolished every pancake, licked the plate dry of any remaining syrup deposits, and vacuumed every single crumb of bacon from the vicinity. An average boy of his age could have probably only gotton through a third of what Alex just ate before passing out.
"Of course! Oh, and how does potato skins and fried chicken sound for dinner?" She asked while taking his empty plates.
"Anything sounds fine." He said while rubbing his plush tummy.
"Perfect!" She cheered.
She was unsure of how much longer she would keep doing this until she eventually would pull the plug. Although, having Alex in this state does have some benefits.
For one, Alex is much more submissive and easygoing than before, saving her much stress. She also loves cooking, making feeding Alex more of a hobby than a chore. Finally, she's grown kind of fond of the teen's new plump figure. She would probably pay more attention, do more favors, and spend more time with a plush and tubby Alex than a scrawny one.
Being with this new Alex and doing things for the growing boy made her much happier than before.
For now, she would keep doing what she's doing, but she told herself, that she might have stop this later. However, for the time being, Alex's mom could give in to her urges and indulge her increasingly lazy son.