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a collection of previously non-interactive weight gain stories
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Chapter #16

Look what you did, you little jerk!

    by: SpartacusDA Author IconMail Icon
Look what you did, you little jerk!

Tara pulled up to her childhood home, the air was frosty and she was thankful for the heavy coat and thick sweater she wore to disguise the extra stress pounds she'd gained in the past few months. She was up for promotion to CEO and had no time for trivial things like diets and gyms. Vaguely remembering her mom's new penchant for overfeeding, she'd packed outfits with a lot of elastic.

Stepping into the kitchen, she was greeted by a melange of delicious smells, it was almost overwhelming. Her mom was there, as expected, sliding a tray of cookies into the oven.

"Tara! You're home!"

Heedless of the flour-dusted apron leaving its mark on Tara's fuzzy black coat, the nurturing woman wrapped her oldest daughter in a warm embrace.

"How was the drive up?"

"Ugh, same as always. I swear half the people on the road don't understand lane etiquette."

Mrs. West only smiled uncomprehendingly at this, returning to her baking.

"I'm just about to start dinner, why don't you take your coat off and have a seat?"

Before Tara could reply, a voice bellowed from the living room. It sounded vaguely like Tara's little sister, but deeper than she remembered. Heavier, somehow.

"Moooom, can you bring me more cookies!"

"Right away sweetheart!"

Tara raised an eyebrow. Mrs. West had made no mention of the fact that dinner could not be more than half an hour away, and Haley was certain to spoil her appetite.

Tara followed her mother into the next room to greet her sister.

"Hey sis what are you watchi– HOLY SHIT!"

"Tara, language!"

Haley was bigger. Well, bigger isn't a strong enough word. Haley had gotten huge. Even that doesn't quite do it justice. Haley was enormous. Tara could only stare slack-jawed as her mother deposited a towering plate of cookies on the table next to the couch, patting Haley on a shoulder the size of an Easter ham.

As Mrs. West returned to the kitchen, Haley began to make the obligatory gesture of rising to greet her sister. She was seated in their love seat couch, double-wide ass and flabby hips inches away from meeting the armrests on both sides. The greedy brunette brought two arms larger than Tara's swollen thighs to bear on each of the aforementioned armrests, bingo wings and adipose jiggling with the effort of propelling her enormous bulk upward. Sweat beaded on the undergrad's brow as she leaned herself forward, the weight of a gut like a beanbag chair pulling her forward, and finally levered herself to a standing position.

Tara thought she could hear the floorboards creaking. Maybe it was the couch. Or Haley's poor knees. She closed the distance and wrapped her not-so-little sister in a hug. Or at least she would have, if her arms could reach around all that flab.

Despite the obvious exertion required for Haley to remain upright, she brought her hands down along her sister's arms and waist, fingering the newly formed love handles Tara was sporting.

"You're starting to getting a little thicc, 'Tare Bear'..."

"Oh my god are you serious right now? I was just here five months ago, and you look like you *ate* the Haley I saw last time!"

"Wow. Rude. And here I was about to say that it looks good on you. But you had to go and be a big mean jerk!"

At this declaration, Haley's strength finally left her, and she dropped back down onto the poor overburdened couch. Tara was *sure* she heard it creaking that time. Haley wasted no time grabbing two cookies off the plate and biting into them both like a sandwich.

"No but seriously Haley. What happened to you? You look like you're over 400 pounds!"

"Closer to 500, actually. At least, I'll be over 500 after the holidays for sure."

Haley laughed at her own joke, and Tara couldn't help but stare as the gigantic mound filling her sister's lap heaved and shook, the couch creaked and Tara could definitely hear the floorboards harmonizing.

Haley swallowed the last of her cookies and grabbed two more.

"So yeah, after you left, I think mom got a little extra empty nest syndrome, and has been cooking like she did while you were here all the time."

One of the cookies disappeared in a single bite, and Haley rubbed her massive stomach with a free hand.

"Not that I'm complaining."

Tara took a cookie for herself and nibbled on a tiny bite, pretending to watch whatever Netflix thing Haley had on, something about two identical girls swapping places at Christmas.

Her mind however, was full of turmoil.

*Did I do this?*

*Is this all my fault?*

*I left my little sister alone with mom's weird cooking obsession, and now she's eating herself into immobility...*

These thoughts plagued Tara until the end of the movie, when Mrs. West conveniently called that dinner was ready.

She offered her sister an arm, her own weakened arms and legs trembling as her obese sister leaned an extra hundred pounds or so onto her for support.

As they entered the kitchen, Haley turning sideways to not wedge her hips in the doorway, Tara was again stunned at the sight before her. The table was covered in food. She thought she could hear the wood groaning with the weight, as Haley worked her way to a large bench she now had to use as several heirloom chairs were conspicuously missing.

*Math was never mom's strong suit* Tara thought, realizing that her mother had not *added* an extra serving for her oldest daughter, but had *doubled* the entire meal.

As Tara took her seat, Haley licked her lips and started scooping food onto her plate. Watching her eat, Tara wondered if their mother had prepared as much excess food as she first thought...
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