Sam glanced from the massive boy to the door, then back to the boy who was shifting uncomfortably as he awaited her response. Despite how fat the boy was, there was something about him that she was drawn to. Though it probably helped that she was starving.
"Sure, that sounds nice." she said, smiling as she watched his face light up with glee, "I could definitely go or some food."
"Great! You'll love it!" the boy replied, as he began following her towards the door, "Oh, I'm Stephen, by-the-way."
"Samantha."
Samantha found it hard to walk at the slow pace that Stephen was setting, but it wasn't like she could blame him with how large he was. Though, she was finding herself wondering what it would be like to be as fat as him as they made their way through the small town. Despite how chilly the air was, Stephen seemed to be sweating before too long, though he had plenty of insulation on him to keep him warm. Especially since one of his arms was probably as thick as both her legs together.
Sam shivered, pulling her jacket tighter around herself as she kicked at some leaves on the ground, though she could still hear Stephen's panting over the crumpling of the leaves.
"Yeah, there really isn't too much to this town except a few restaurants and a movie theater. Though, I guess if you like hiking, there are plenty of trails in the forest, though I generally just like to play video games since I don't have anyone to hang out with. Do you like video games?"
Samantha chuckled, "I used to play them a lot, but I guess I ended up on the opposite end as you. None of my friends wanted to play video game, so I ended up on a few of the sports teams. Though it was probably a good thing, since I was pretty chubby when I was a child. Are there any teams at school?"
"Not really. No one really is interested in sports here."
"Really? That's weird."
Now it was Stephen's turn to chuckle, "I don't know if you noticed, but everyone here isn't really what you call athlete material."
"Well maybe if they had a sports team or two, that would change."
"We had one once, but no one would ever sign up for it. Actually, we might still have a team, but you'd probably have to talk to the principal. Though I don't think it would do you much good. Everyone in town is fat."
"Yeah, I noticed. You don't have any health nuts or anything here?"
"Well, it is a pretty small town, but it just ends up that everyone is fat"
"What about people who move here, like me. I'm not fat. Though, the rest of my family probably would fit in pretty well."
"Do you have any siblings?"
"Just a younger sister, she's 14. Then my mom and dad, obviously. Though you didn't really answer my question."
Stephen kicked at a small pile of leaves as he plodded heavily along, "Like I said. Everyone in town is fat. It's just how it is."
"Well, I don't plan on getting fat." Sam said, though part of her wondered if she really meant it.
It was true what she'd said to Stephen, she really had been pretty chubby as a child. Honestly, she hadn't really minded being on the heavier side, but once she started playing sports she'd been able to get in shape pretty quickly. However, even then she hadn't really cared if she was thin or not, it just kind of happened. On top of that, it was hard for her to deny the fact that she was getting aroused thinking about how fat everyone was.
"Here we are." Said Stephen, placing a hand on Sam's shoulder.
They were standing outside a rather large restaurant with brownish brick that made it look pretty plain. Still, the crowd of people was hard to argue with. Sam's stomach let out a rumble as a delicious smell wafted to them on the cool breeze. Drawn almost on instinct, they found a seat and began eating. Sam couldn't believe how hungry she was as she went back for plate after plate of food, all the while talking and laughing with Stephen. There was just something about the delicious food and good company that let her cut loose and eat until she was absolutely stuffed.
She sat back on the bench, looking at the pile of plates on the table, "Whew, I had no idea I could eat so much."
"Yeah, I'm stuffed." Replied Stephen from the other side of the table. She was honestly surprised he could even fit at the booth as he almost took up the entire side to himself. Though, she found her thoughts wandering to what it would be like to be that big.
"So does anyone get so fat they can't leave their house?" Sam suddenly blurted out, though she quickly felt her face go red at being so blunt.
"Honestly, there's probably more people who are immobile than those who aren't. School even has a special program where they take homework to all the kids who can't make it to school because they're so big. I've, uh, actually considered signing up for it a couple of times, though if I had, I wouldn't have met you. Anyway, I guess I should probably let you get going so your family doesn't get worried."
After a few quick goodbyes, Sam began making her way home as Stephen waddled off in the opposite direction. It was definitely easy to see how people could get so fat after the meal that she'd just had. Though it was weird. Despite how full she was, she still wanted to eat more. Though if she wasn't careful, she would probably end up as fat as Stephen. Or fatter. Still, it was an interesting thought....
As she walked, she imagined what it would be like to be so fat she was immobile, and had to have people feed her in bed as she continued to grow and grow and grow. She was still fantasizing about it as she walked into her house and was greeted by a mouth-watering aroma coming from the kitchen.
"Oh, Sam, you're just in time." Her mother said, poking her head out of the dining room, "I made a feast to celebrate you and your sister's first day!"
Sam glanced down at her swollen middle as it let out a growl of anticipation. Dropping her school supplies by the door, she rushed into the dining room where the rest of her family was already seated. She quickly took her seat and began devouring the meal like she hadn't eaten all day, until she finally leaned back in her seat, rubbing her very swollen belly.
She really didn't know what had come over her. Maybe it was just the stress of being in a new place, or maybe she just felt like she didn't have to keep up appearances since she didn't know anyone here really. However, she couldn't deny that part of her was enjoying the feeling of bingeing on all this food.
As she was getting ready for bed, she noticed her sister's door was cracked slightly, and she thought she heard moaning. She creeped towards the door, trying to be careful not to make any noise as she peered into her sister's room. Her eyes went wide as she saw her sister on her bed surrounded by snacks as one hand rubbed her chubby belly.
Her sister had never really seemed to care that she was fat, but this almost looked like she was enjoying it. Still, there was part of Sam that had always been jealous of Heather. She had always been chubby, and she never really seemed to care what other's thought of her. Part of her had always wished that they could switch places, but she'd always been too scared to let herself indulge like her sister.
Sam couldn't help watching her sister stuffing her belly on more snacks despite the large meal she'd just had, and she found herself leaning closer and closer to the crack in the door. Suddenly she lost her balance and fell forward, falling through the open door as her sister let out a small "Eep!"
"What are you doing?" Heather asked, jumping to her feet, which caused her whole body to jiggle.
"I, uh, I noticed the door was open and-"
"So you were spying on me?"
"Well, I, uh, yeah."
Heather shook her head as she sat back down on her bed, "Don't just lay there, close the door."
Sam closed the door behind her, watching her sister intently, "So, um."
Heather grabbed another cookie from a bag beside her, "You're probably wondering what I was doing."
Sam just nodded as she moved to sit on the side of the bed.
Heather sighed, rubbing her flabby belly, "I, um, I like being fat. And I've been so hungry today that I just couldn't help wanting to eat more. I've always wanted to be fatter than everyone else, but it was so hard to gain discretely back in our last city. But here, I don't really stick out. I want to get fatter, but you can't tell mom or dad. Who knows how they'd react. Please don't tell them."
Her sister couldn't keep the pleading tone from her voice with that last part, and she looked at Sam with a look of desperation. She honestly couldn't say she was surprised. Heather always seemed way to comfortable with her fat body, but Sam hadn't realized that she was trying to get fat on purpose. Though was that really much different than what she had been dreaming about all afternoon. If there was ever a place to indulge that fantasy, this was it. Still, she wasn't sure what would happen if she gave into this desire.
Of course the other option was to get her fill by watching her sister blow up like a balloon, and she could probably help that along. She had to admit that she'd always enjoyed her sister's fat body and her sister was admitting that it wasn't going anywhere. Of course she wasn't convinced she was really into this whole fat thing anyway, so maybe she should try to distance herself as much as possible from it.
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