She decided to just get fat without telling her dad outright. Whilst he would notice eventually she decided to try and spin her increased eating as a growth spurt, say that she had a few weird pains in her joints and that it must be a growth spurt if she ever got confronted.
She heard her dad putting away shopping downstairs and decided to go down. Her father was in the kitchen putting a few bottles of cola in the fridge to cool.
"Hey dad, how was work?" She asked, eyeing the bags of shopping.
"Not bad, not bad. Did you get your homework done?" He asked as he slid the last bottle onto a shelf in the fridge.
"Yup." She answered as she casually walked up to the bags of shopping and slid the pack of biscuits out when he was focused on the cola. In the bags alongside the usual fish fingers and oven chips. Where a surprising amount of snack foods like angel slices and big bags of crisps. Now that she thought about it her dad usually only bought 1 bottle of coke when he went shopping. But this time he had bought 4. She thought that there must of been a sale on or something as there where multiples of each snack food. Several packets of biscuits and a few of each snack food. There was easily 3x the amount of food that her dad usually brought home.
She didn't think anything of it as there where often sales on for these kinds of items.
She slipped back upstairs, pack of biscuits in hand, and went to her room. She watched youtube on her phone as she munched away at the biscuits. She heard her dad go into his room and close the door. Her mind drifted back to the photos and she felt the giddy feeling again. She reached into the packet and pulled out the last biscuit, she crumpled the plastic wrapper and chucked it into her paper bin. She heard her dad leave his room again and go back downstairs as a faint alarm sounded. A few minutes later her dad shouted up.
"Girls, dinner"
She walked downstairs followed by her little sister olivia. She was always spoiled by their grandparents and was a bit chubbier than maggie was at her age, she had the same blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. The girls sat at the table as their dad presented them with the usual work day night dinner of oven chips, baked beans and fishfingers. She could of sworn she only usually had 4 fish fingers, today she had 5, and the chips and beans piles seemed bigger too. She reasoned that her dad had probably put too many on the baking tray and knew that she would eat them happily. Another unusual thing was the bottle of cola on the table, they didnt usually have cola with their dinner but given that he had likely got it on sale she saw no reason why that was too weird.
The three of them ate their dinner watching the tv, BBC 1 was on and the newscaster droned on about budgets and austerity. They still watched it as it was something to watch. Maggie began to feel quite full as she finished her plate and put her knife and fork together on her plate.
"Maggie, do you want some more? I cooked too many." Her dad saud as he put his last chip in his mouth. She was already full but she knew that in order to get fatter she would have to stretch herself.
"Sure," she said as she passed her father her plate. He left and came back a few minutes later with another full plate just like the one she had eaten. Her eyes went wide, that was a bit beyond what youd expect from a mistake. Maybe used most of a box by mistake and just decided to make them all to prevent wastage. She thought that must be it and began shovelling the food into her mouth as she struggled through the plate. About half way through she undid her button on her jeans. She powered through to the end having consumed nearly triple what she'd usually have. Her belly was round and taught with food. It hurt to breathe she was so full. She burped and felt the pressure lower slightly. It was at this that she noticed that both her father and her sister still had coke in their cups but the whole 1.5L bottle was gone and her cup was the only empty one.
She walked upstairs slowly and flopped on her bed after closing the door. Jer stomach stuck up in the air a good 3 inches further than it had earlier and had lost is slight blubber and had become like a drum.
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