Zoey Chapter 2

Some aspects of life had changed, while in other ways they had stayed very much the same over the passing months. Becca had taken up Josie's offer and had since joined the Parents as Feeders Association, which provided more than just the moral support the mother and daughter pair needed as they had begun this journey. With both the newish lifestyle and Zoey needing more and more care as she continued to gain, Becca had been forced to quit her old job to stay at home with her ever expanding daughter. The group provided for their own though, and before she had her last day at the old job, one of the members who owned a small landscaping business had Becca hired on as a secretary and refurbished Zoey's old bedroom into a home office.

Zoey herself, as per Dr. Jacobs' advice had been relocated in her new bariatric bed to the living room, along with having the front door widened as well. Now, the day before the check up that marked the end of her first gaining goal cycle, the massive toddler rested amongst herself in the pale pink castle themed bed, eyes glazed over as they stared at the tv. The wires and tubes of her life support snaked across her immensely flabby body, draped in a thin cotton muumuu adorned with cartoonish images of food and the stains of the real food she was consuming. Becca sat beside her daughter, attempting to get some work done on a laptop while she tended to Zoey. With one hand she scrolled through account files and with the other she fed Zoey who thanks to the combination of "tummy juice" and the introduction of appetite stimulants seemed to be eating every waking moment. Becca only paused the stream of foodstuffs to check the readings on the heart monitor that sat on the side table between them every couple of hours.

It had only been a small episode, but still it scared Becca. It happened shortly after they had returned home from the PaFA Thanksgiving party when Zoey had begun complaining that she felt bad and she had been struggling to breath more than normal. Initially Becca had passed it off as indigestion and fullness as Zoey had been using one of Sandra's old feeding machines at the party. It wasn't until the little girl started complaining that her left arm felt tingly during her nightly sponge bath that Becca grew concerned. She called Dr. Jacobs and within the hour, despite how late it was, he arrived and confirmed that Zoey was indeed having a mild heart attack. With a few aspirin and some coaching for Becca from Dr. Jacobs, it passed with Zoey's only complaint being she wasn't able to eat until the ordeal was over. The doctor left the heart monitor he had brought along with him, the same one that sat between the pair now, with the hope Becca could catch the next one sooner and treat it with aspirin as they had and only need to call him if it continued to get worse.

Thankfully, Zoey hadn't shown signs of another attack since, mildly elevated heart rates here and there, but nothing warranting concern. Now, they both sat in the living room as they did most days, again Becca feeding Zoey as she continued to expand.
"Are you excited to see Dr. Jacobs tomorrow sweetie?" Becca chirped, pausing her feeding to give Zoey a chance to reply.

The oxygen concentrator puffed as the little girl took a deep breath to speak. "Yes Mama ~huff~ he's always ~huff~ so excited ~huff~ to see us ~huff~ too."

Becca smiled, she knew why. "Well that's because you are his favorite growing girl." It was true, Zoey had quickly become a favorite among all the staff at Dr. Jacobs' clinic. Her sweet demeanor and voracious appetite had them all entranced. Not to mention the fact that she had already blown past her six month goal of five hundred and twenty pounds by her third check up and had shown no signs of slowing down. Her weigh in at the fifth check in had her closing in on five hundred and seventy, and looking at her now, Becca was sure that Zoey must already be nearing six hundred pounds as they prepared for the final weigh in of the gaining cycle tomorrow.

The rapid gains had left her belly, now spreading down to her feet as she lay there, riddled with stretch marks. Her hips and legs which were equally strained by the growth spread wide enough to still be seen under the great drape of her belly flesh. It was her face that seemed to have had the biggest change though. While plump and full before, her cheeks and chins now seemed to swallow her face. Wide and pert, the rounds of her cheeks spread and smooshed into her fluffy shoulders, while her now massive double chin draped down to her chest which had formed into a pair of sizable, pure fat, prepubescent breasts that hung around either side of her domed over stuffed upper belly. Her middled was nearing as wide as her arm length as well, providing a nice resting place for her arms that, due to the gains, had found themselves rendered useless from the elbow up. Zoey was officially, and had been for the past few months, immobilized.

"Want to play a game baby girl?" Becca smirked, her hand pushing the last of a snack cake into Zoeys open mouth.

The girl only nodded in agreement as she chewed.

"Good! Let's play the "How much can Zoey drink?" game!" Zoey wriggled her plump toes and jiggled her side rolls with excitement. She loved this game. "But this time, Mama is going to make a suuuper special drink so we can show Dr. Jacobs just how big you can get between visits!" Zoey smiled and swallowed.

"More special ~huff~ than the ~huff~ drink mama ~huff~ made me ~huff~ last ~huff~ time?" the girl wheezed as she forced the words from her lips. Becca really wanted to impress both the PaFA and Dr. Jacobs with Zoey's gains and this little game they were about to play had become a daily, if not several times a day ritual over the past month. She had been using a version of the shake that Josie had developed for Sandra, only with a few minor additions and twice as much of the calorie booster. Though as of this last week, she had been pushing more and more of the flavorless booster in each batch, and tonight's version she planned on containing five times as much as normal.

"That's right sweetie, how much should mama make her baby girl?"

Weakly, Zoey held up four pudgy fingers requesting a sippy cup full of the concoction for each finger.

"Ooo starting high this time?" Becca giggled. "Mama's gonna leave you these while she makes it okay?" Pouring out the remaining three cakes from the box, along with another box of eight onto Zoey's belly. "If you finish those before I get back sweetie mama will be very proud of you!"

Zoey nodded, and slowly dragged her arms up along the curve of her belly to unwrap the first one. "Would ~huff~ big sis ~huff~ ter be ~huff~ proud too ~huff~?" Zoey added as her mother made for the kitchen.

Turning back as she left the room Becca replied with a cheerful glint in her eye, "Of course baby girl, Sandra is very proud of you and if you eat all those you will be as big as her in no time!"

Zoey shoveled the cake into her mouth gleefully. Becca thinking to herself as she procured her ingredients, that proportionally Zoey was not too far off from how Sandra had looked on their first meeting already. Granted in these past months, the older girl had also been steadily gaining as well, drawing ever nearer to her own goal of being the first person to weigh a ton. As of their last association meeting Josie was happy to report that Sandra had overcome her gaining slump and was nearing fifteen hundred pounds. A feat Sandra had probably accomplished since last they'd seen her almost a month ago now. All this rolled through her mind as she blended the shake together, having made it so often she barely needed to focus on it anymore. Visions of the future Zoey danced in her head. This little experiment of hers had been fun, pushing Zoey to gain so much over these past six months.

That's when it hit her. Technically the gaining goal regime would end after tomorrow's visit. It was after all only a trial run, they didn't have to keep going with it. Granted the damage had been done as Zoey's apatite at this point would ensure she would still continually gain weight over the years, but the goals, the stimulants, the shake she was now pouring into her super morbidly obese toddler's sippy cup would no longer be a part of their daily routine. I suppose that was going to be a discussion for tomorrow. When this had all started Becca had assumed that Zoey weighing five hundred and twenty pounds would have been more than enough. Though as she entered the living room, sippy cup and pitcher of the remaining shake in hand, and looked at her nearly six hundred pound daughter she began to wonder. She brought the cup to Zoey's puffy lips and allowed her to drink. "I mean, she's already immobile right?" Becca thought to herself. She tipped the cup back to let the girl gasp for a breath before chugging again. "And it's not like she's ever going to be able to lose weight..." Her mind trailed off as Zoey finished the first cup. Refilling it she smiled at Zoey who was eager for her next cup full with a thousand yard stare, as if looking not at her, but who she might be if they continued this lifestyle.

She saw a sea of pale stretchmarked and bruised flesh surrounding a face nearly buried within it. Eyes barely hanging open as a feeding tube pumped endless amounts of shake into the greedy maw below them. Above sat a plastic birthday tiara that read "Sweet Sixteen" in pink rhinestone. The Zoey of twelve years into the future expanding outward in all directions and all but filling the living room as an unmeasurable and inhuman blob of folds and fat. In her vision Becca saw no trace of hands or feet or any distinguishable feature that suggested human anatomy aside from those eyes, nose and mouth.

"Momma... ~huff~ I need ~huff~ more!" Zoey whined, snapping Becca from the daydream.

"Of course sweetie, silly Momma was thinking about something very important and almost forgot about you." Becca refilled the cup again and based on the amount in the pitcher, she must have done so at least once automatically while lost in thought. As Zoey began to sip from the fourth cup full though, her mind went back to that place. When they had started the end results of having Zoey gain so much this young had never really crossed her mind. Depending on what Dr. Jacobs could do for Zoey, there was a chance she could spend the majority of her life immobile. At her age that was at least another thirty years at worst. "Surely she would stagnate eventually..." Becca pondered, filling the cup for a fifth time. "Even Sandra stalls from time to time, and there surely has to be an upper limit?" Mindlessly pouring a sixth cup and bringing it to her daughter's lip as Zoey accepted it. "Yeah... I mean it's not like she can just keep getting heavier and heavier forever... right?" She was so distracted that she didn't even notice that the pitcher had been emptied and a very distraught looking Zoey had drunk a little over eight cups full of the shake.

The toddler released a gurgling belch followed by a painful sigh. Groaning as she tried as best she could to reach her bloated protesting tummy. "Momma... ~huff~ tummy... ~huff~ juice... ~hic~" Becca was already in the process of retrieving one from the living room mini fridge. With the straw inserted she brought the box to Zoey's mouth who instantly started suckling for the sweet relief it offered. While her daughter drank, Becca slowly massaged Zoey's belly trying to place the words to express her thoughts. The sounds of the juice box emptying prompted her to finally speak her peace before they decided if Zoey wanted more or not.

"Feeling better baby girl?" Becca leaned in and kissed her daughter's belly to which Zoey gave a breathless giggle, telling her mother that she was no longer feeling the strain. Righting herself, Becca's face shifted to a more serious expression. "Zoey honey, umm have you been enjoying all this extra food and the shakes Momma has been feeding you these past few months?"

Zoey's head tilted in confusion as best as her thick neck and chins would allow. Becca sighed a bit. "What I mean is sweetie, do you want to keep eating like this or go back to how it was before we started seeing Dr. Jacobs?"

Zoey frowned and scrunched her face into her chin fat. "Why ~huff~ would ~huff~ it stop?" The thought of not having as much to eat seemed to well tears in the eye of the massive toddler.

"No sweetie don't cry! Momma just wanted to know, tell you what. How about if Momma makes you another batch of your shake as an apology for making you sad?" She leaned down and spread her arms wide to try as best she could to hug the blob that her daughter was. The girl squealed with excitement, despite having just been filled to painful levels the tummy juice had worked its magic and the girl was ready for more. With an affirming pat on her daughter's wide gut, Becca stepped away to prepare the next batch. "That's my answer then..." She thought to herself. "I suppose we will be setting another goal with Dr. Jacobs tomorrow. This really is going to be our life from now on."

The rest of the day passed as it always did. Becca did some basic work on her laptop as she continued to feed Zoey until time for her sponge bath and bedtime with yet another round of the chugging game during her bedtime story for good measure. With Zoey now asleep, Becca collapsed into her own bed. It wasn't exhaustion necessarily, caring for Zoey never felt like a chore. No this was more emotional based. As much as the day after their first visit felt like a new beginning, tomorrow was a true commitment to the change and deep inside she was still torn. But this is what Zoey wanted as well, she knew that and of course Becca wanted it too. The earlier realization of just how big Zoey was becoming flooded back in her mind. Those were thoughts and a discussion for tomorrow though. Now she needed to sleep. They had a big day coming.

Zoey was just finishing up her breakfast when the doorbell rang, 8 AM sharp like always. Autumn and a team of three other nurses arrived to help load Zoey into the clinic shuttle to transport her for the appointment. "My goodness Zoey!" Autumn chirped with an over dramatic shock. "You look even cuter than last month! How do you do it!" The little girl giggled between bites of bacon Becca was still feeding her. Becca chimed in with a false embarrassment. "Sorry Autumn, her appetite has grown as much as she has and meal times are taking longer and longer."

"No worries Becca, If Zoey doesn't mind a short break you can keep feeding her on the way. Plus there is a little surprise waiting in the shuttle for her in celebration of finishing her first gain cycle." Autumn motioned to the other nurses who lowered the rails of the bed and began sliding a tarp under Zoey while Autumn slid the straps across the ceiling track over to the bed. The straps fastened tight and the machine began to groan as the massive toddler slowly lifted. Slowly they pushed her across the room, cradled in the tarp, until she was above her power chair. Carefully, Zoey was angled and lowered into the seat and the tarp was removed. One of the other nurses handed Zoey the controller and guided her out to the shuttle with Becca not far behind.

Autumn reached out, placing a hand on Becca's shoulder to pull her aside. "She's really getting big isn't she?"

Becca paused to meet Autumn's face, beaming with excitement as the pair walked out side by side. "I know right? If I had to guess, I'd say she's nearing six hundred already."

"She's truly amazing Becca, and I assume you two are signing up for another round?" Autumn asked as she boarded and sat in the driver's seat of the shuttle.

Becca nodded and settled next to Zoey who was being fed the last bits of her breakfast by one of the nurses while the others began setting out the dozens of donuts that were Zoey's prize, "When I asked Zoey if she wanted to cut back on snacks she nearly cried, so I think that's a safe yes." The pair chuckled.

"So are you going for a bigger goal this time?" Autumn asked, still focused on the road.

Becca was focused on her daughter who had since moved on to the cream filled donuts. "Well, maybe..."

Autumn cut her off, "She blew past the last one so I only assumed..."

Becca turned back to the front. "No, it's fine. I think I want to see how much she actually weighs now before we decide what our next goal is."

"That's fair, but like it's not really a goal if she's going to reach it without much effort anyway right?" Autumn turned the shuttle onto the long rural highway out of town to start the longest leg of the trip.

Her words left Becca silent for the majority of the remaining journey. Yet another aspect of this she hadn't really considered. If Zoey really was six hundred pounds, she'd almost doubled their goal. Their next goal would have her gaining at least two hundred more pounds at the least. She silently mouthed "Eight... Hundred... Pounds..."

Autumn smirked, catching the silent words in the rearview mirror as she drove. "We're almost there everyone! Zoey, how are you doing back there?"

The girl who had since polished off all three dozen donuts let out a belch as she drank her tummy juice in preparation for the rest of her gain cycle celebration upon arrival. Becca snapped back and smiled as the shuttle slowed to a stop in front of the ramp that led up to the clinic. Off to the side was parked the unmistakable purple box truck that belonged to Josie.

"Look Zoey!" Becca exclaimed, "Big Sis Sandra and her Mom are here!"

Zoey wobbled with excitement as her chair was unloaded from the shuttle though the nurses looked a little uneasy. Upon entering the lobby, it was soon apparent as to why. Josie sat alone in the waiting room, her right leg nervously bouncing as she stared blankly at the floor. Becca left Zoey to the nurses who escorted her to the snack bar while she sat next to Josie.
"Hey Josie," noticing the uneasy posture Becca placed a hand on her friend's thigh. "Everything okay?"
Josie looked up wiping her red, puffy eyes. "Huh oh Becca, well... yes and no... It's Sandra... She pushed too hard..."

Becca leaned over, giving Josie a side hug across the chairs. "Is she..."

Josie jumped in. "No no she's alive, just not doing the best right now. We were celebrating her latest weigh in, fifteen eighty-seven, when her pacemaker failed and she had a massive heart attack, we've been here since." Becca gave her another squeeze. "Dr. Jacobs has her stable, but she still hasn't woken up from the resulting stroke." Josie tried to stifle her tears. "She's had them before, but never this sever I mean this is WHY we got her the pacemaker in the first place..." She trailed off into another sob.

Becca held tight to Josie, trying to comfort her. "Hey, Sandra's gonna be fine. She's a fighter and besides, she has her goal. I don't think she'd give up now right?" Josie gave a half hearted chuckle.

"You're right... I just hope she wakes up soon..." As she finished the nurses wheeled Zoey by as she devoured the massive sundae they had prepared for her. "Wow, Zoey is getting really big now isn't she?"

Becca smiled, remembering how much Josie had helped her deal with Zoey's first cardiac arrest. "Yeah, our kids bounce back pretty well don't they?" Releasing Josie as she stood. "Time to find out just how big she is, I will check in with you before we go okay?" Josie nodded and waved as Becca followed back to the scale.

Autumn was already set up for them with Zoey's chair code put in and she was being wheeled onto the platform as Becca caught up. "Ready?" The perky nurse imitated a drum roll as the numbers soared on the display, Becca watching in anticipation next to her. Finally the numbers slowed, skipped up and down and then finally locked, flashing the result of six hundred and thirty three pounds in neon purple. Becca was a storm of awe and excitement. Over the past six months, Zoey had gained two hundred and twenty pounds. As always Autumn was excitedly cheering for Zoey as she dug back into her returned sundae. "Your Momma must be so proud of her big girl!" Autumn looked over to the still stunned Becca who was sporting a goofy grin of excitement herself.

The grin never left her face, even as they entered the exam room and waited for Dr.Jacobs to enter, Becca was still overwhelmed. Looking at her daughter, it made sense but still wrapping her mind around the fact that her four and half year old weighed over six hundred pounds was difficult. It was both amazing and terrifying at the same time. What Sandra was facing a few rooms away certainly was part of Zoey's future now. As she waited, Becca found her mind wandering back to the conversation she and Josie had a few weeks ago after Zoey's first episode.

"She's gonna be okay Becca, why my Sandra has had more arrests than I can even remember and she's still as dedicated as ever." Josie's words rung in her memory. "Though I would suggest getting her a pacemaker as soon as possible, I wish we had gotten one for her sooner. It has really reduced how often she gets even mild attacks." She remembered Josie laughing a bit as she continued. "I can't believe it took her having eight arrests in a span of three months for us to even consider it..."

Becca came back to the present as she heard Dr. Jacobs entered the room with a very excited "Well well well! Is that Zoey? I barely recognized you, you've gotten so big!" Becca hushed a snicker, it was true. Zoey was utterly unrecognizable from the child who had first entered their doors six months ago and at this point she was starting not even to look human amongst all her folds. "I see you have been eating well, six hundred thirty three I see on your chart here. Looks like our first gain cycle was a big success huh?"

Zoey nodded, mouth full of the brownie from the bottom of the sundae bowl. With a big swallow she added "Momma ~huff~ feeds me ~huff~ real ~huff~ good..."

The doctor smiled, looking at Becca, "I bet she does! I wonder if she is going to keep feeding you so well after this trial run though."

Becca shot him a snide look as if to tease him for even asking such a question so obviously answered. "Well then Miss Zoey, let's get your check up underway so your Momma and I can have a talk about just how many more snacks she's going to be feeding you." He rolled his chair closer and began lifting her folds, checking for bruising and rashes with the occasional "mmhmm" or "good good" being muttered as he worked. Pausing after checking her every crease to check her vitals. "Now Zoey," the girl looked up from the near empty bowl at the doctor as he wrapped the massive blood pressure cuff around her pillowy arm. "Have those special candies Momma gives you every day helping with the pain?"

She nodded, prompting Becca to chime in. "Yes, she hasn't complained of any joint pain or even pressure pain for months now.

"That's great to hear, no other scares, I take it either?"

Becca smiled, "No, none. But at our last meeting Josie suggested I talk to you about getting Zoey a pacemaker as a precaution."

Dr. Jacobs leaned over to the counter and grabbed his clipboard to make a note. "I will have Autumn set up the appointment, and if you don't mind since she will be under, we may as well put in permanent catheter and colostomy ports. Doesn't seem like this little one is going to be waddling to a bathroom anytime soon."

Becca agreed wholeheartedly, it only made sense, plus cleaning and changing bags would be much easier with them in place. While it seemed excessive, again Dr. Jacobs had a point. Zoey was immobile, and would most likely be for the rest of her life; much like the pacemaker, it was more preventative planning for her long term comfort and survival.

Next up was Zoey's least favorite part. The blood work. The ever present reward of a whole pizza like before did soften it some. Her blood was drawn and taken to be tested while Zoey was wheeled out to receive her reward. Dr. Jacobs and Becca remained in the exam room for the conversation Becca had been nervous about all day.

"I have to say Becca, Zoey is posting some incredible gains. Based on that I suggest you make her next goal, actually a goal." Dr. Jacobs looked down at his charts. "I can up her medications to keep her cholesterol and sugars in good standing as she continues to gain and we've developed a better version of our salve that should help with those incredible stretch marks of hers."

Becca relaxed, this was going easier than she had expected. "So then doctor, what would you suggest as a good goal for her next six month cycle?"

Dr. Jacobs studied his chart, thinking a bit before replying. "Well, in honesty since she gained over two hundred pounds on her own..." He paused, gauging Becca's face before he continued. "Don't be alarmed, but with her progress I honestly think shooting for another three hundred pounds by July would be a good start."

Becca was speechless. A goal like that would have Zoey over nine hundred pounds within only a few months of her fifth birthday. With how she had blown past her previous goal, the prospect of her reaching a thousand by that birthday was a strong possibility. Sensing her hesitation the doctor continued.

"That is of course, if that doesn't push Zoey past your desired end goal for her."

Becca stuttered a little. "En..End goal, err right... Well to be honest, I hadn't even considered one." Becca looked down, noticing she had subconsciously begun nervously twiddling her fingers. "Zoey always tells me she wants to be like Sandra, so I guess that would mean..." she stopped dead mid sentence as the realization hit her. Sandra was shooting for two thousand pounds, which meant that Zoey.

"So, does that mean you are wanting Zoey to share Sandra's goal as well?" Dr. Jacobs interjected, scribbling something on Zoey's chart as he spoke. His glasses tilted low on the bridge of his nose as he looked up over them at Becca who seemed unsure of how to answer.
"It is entirely possible Becca, and don't be shy about it. Many parents here have goals like this for their kids, though few have such amazing results as you and Josie. So, be honest with me here so we can plan accordingly, just how fat would you like to see Zoey become someday?"
Becca took a deep breath. "Well, I guess that's the thing doctor... I... I'm not sure I can just pick a number..." She paused and looked out the open exam room door as a mother walked by with her obese son, no older than ten, waddled not far behind. "I honestly don't want her to ever stop gaining..." She looked back to Doctor Jacobs who was again, making notes. "I guess I just want to see just how fat she can get. Be it a ton or more." Something about saying it out loud for the first time gave Becca a new found confidence. Her tone and posture changed as she continued. "Everyone keeps saying Zoey has so much potential, and well I want her to live up to it. I mean without really trying she was over four hundred pounds and when we did try she blew up like a balloon." Dr. Jacobs lowered his clipboard and raised an eyebrow. "I guess what I mean is, it's like Zoey was meant to be huge, so I want to help her be as huge as she can get."

Dr. Jacobs leaned back on the stool into the wall. "I see, well you're not the first parent I've had to say that honestly." He lurched forward and stood, making for the door. "Josie said the same thing about Sandra once." He seemed to stiffen up a bit, motioning for Becca to follow. THe pair slowly walked down the hall, farther than Becca had ever been into the clinic before. At the end of the hall they passed through a set of double doors the required Dr. Jacobs to swipe an ID badge to unlock. "This is the ICU and research wing of the clinic, from the front you'd never know it was here, we had it added on to the back of the existing house we converted for the core facility, This way..."

As they walked down the new hallway Becca noticed a stark difference. Instead of the happy pastel colors and decorations, this section was sterile and cold. If the shift wasn't jarring enough, the environment gave off an uneasy aura. After passing a few lab rooms they had arrived. Slowly Dr. Jacobs opened the door, the sounds of life support machines and vital monitors beeping and hissing filled the air. In the middle of it all, splayed out across a wide medical bed was Sandra, still unconscious and hooked up to her usual feeding machine along with the other equipment.

The doctor sighed, looking over the screens. "I just wanted you to see what Zoey's future looks like before we go much further. It's been four days and she hasn't woken up, much longer and she risks permanent brain damage." The bed must have been equipped with a scale as alongside her heart monitor a small screen displayed her weight of one thousand five hundred and ninety three pounds. Even in this state, per her requests, Sandra was still piling on the pounds.

"I didn't show you to scare you out of it Becca," Dr. Jacobs smirked a bit. "I just wanted to make sure you knew exactly what you were planning for." He rested his hand into Sandra's doughly lower belly, his hand almost completely consumed by it. "There is a very high chance that someday Zoey will end up in this state, be it temporary or even permanently. We can make plans to do as you wish when that time comes." He started towards Becca, standing now side by side with her as the both took in the massive pile of teenage flesh before them. "Josie and Sandra both agreed that she should be kept on life support and gaining for as long as possible no matter what. I assume you want the same for Zoey based on what you said earlier right?"

Becca only nodded. She was too scared to speak as she worried the genuine jealousy over how big Sandra had become might well out. Slowly she stepped forward and gave the mound of flesh a soft hug as she normally did when seeing the girl. Unable to get her arms around, she merely sunk into the billowing folds with a grin. "Zoey will get this big, no bigger... much much bigger..." she thought to herself. "No matter what..."

She pulled back and finally steeled herself to speak. "Can Zoey come see her?"

Dr. Jacobs shifted his weight, "I'd have to check with Josie, but if she's okay with it... Well I don't see why not." He left Becca alone with the unconscious Sandra,to escort both Zoey and Josie back to the secluded room. Alone now, Becca whispered to Sandra as she lay dormant.

"You're little sister is coming to see you sweetie..." Becca paused, lifting a few strands of Sandra's unruly umber hair from under the cannula line. "She wants so much to be like you, you know. You are her idol..." The beeping of the monitors shifted tone slightly as the brain wave line on the vitals screen jumped for a bit. "Do you hear me Sandra? Zoey is coming to see you, please, for her sake, you need to be okay." The line wavered again and Becca swore she saw Sandra's eyelids twitch. "Yes, that's it, fight Sandra! Come back for Zoey! For you mom! For the sake of your goal!"

Slowly her eyes opened, seeing Becca standing next to her as Dr. Jacobs returned with her mother and Zoey. "Josie!!! She's waking up!" Becca cried, rushing over to meet her.

Josie blew past to Sandra's bedside and clasped her daughter's pudgy hand. "Sandra, sweetie, are you there?"

The massive fourteen year old blinked a few times in a loose pattern. Something Josie understood as an attempt at communication as she squealed with joy. Leaning in she slowly slid the feeding tube up and out of Sandra's throat. "Go slow sweetie, it's okay."

Sandra blinked a few more times and took several deep wheezing breaths before she tried to speak. "How... ~huff huff huff~ mu... ~huff huff~ mu... ~huff~ ch.... ~huff huff huff~ did ~huff huff~ I gu... ~huff huff~ gain..."

Josie nearly laughed. After such an episode her daughter's first concern was if she'd managed to continue expanding. As always her gains were on the forefront of her mind. "It's been four days since we lost you sweetie, and you've gained another six pounds already." She patted Sandra's flushed and sweating brow with a damp cloth. "I guess comas are great for gaining huh?"

Becca giggled under her breath as she saw Sandra crack a weak smile between her bloated cheeks. She saw her and Zoey's future laid out before them, but instead of fear or worry, she was oddly excited. She motioned to Dr. Jacobs, who stepped out into the hall with her. "I think I've decided on my next six month goal for Zoey. But..." She paused, glancing back in the room. "I will be needing a bit more from you. If Zoey is going to gain like Sandra we need to be doing more, she needs a proper feeding machine. With her appetite and desire to get fatter, I want to see if I can have her consuming as much as possible."

The doctor nodded approvingly. "I understand, so what are we aiming for then?"

An odd sense of calm washed over Becca as the words formed on her lips. "I want to push for a three hundred and sixty seven pound gain, taking Zoey to a thousand pounds before her next birthday." It was like a weight lifted from her shoulders. She had decided. Her already immense daughter was going to be one of the fattest people on the planet before she was old enough to be in kindergarten and nothing in the world felt more right than this.

"That's one heck of a goal." Dr. Jacobs chuckled a bit as he spoke. "But knowing you two, I wouldn't be surprised if little Zoey met it and then some by July. I will go finish up and start the new diet plan while you visit a bit with Sandra. Just press the call button when you are ready to leave." Even the doctor seemed excited about the prospects of how much Becca intended to fatten up Zoey moving forward. A slight bounce to his step as he made for the nurse's station.

Becca turned, seeing now that Sandra and Zoey were chatting in their exhausted tones. It was adorable in a way. She sat down next to Josie who was just staring happily at the two girls as they attempted to speak to each other. Placing an arm around her in a comforting hold she lowered her voice. "I'm pushing for Zoey to reach a thousand by July by the way..."

Josie turned with a soft smile. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I heard you two talking out there." Placing her hand on Becca's thigh as a sign of support, she continued. "I think it's a wonderful goal hun, and I think I can help." Her eyes still sparkled with joyful tears at Sandra's reawakening. "It takes a lot to care for our girls and much like you there is no Mr. in my life, once Sandra hit nine hundred he got scared and left us." Josie shifted in her seat to fully face Becca. "This might seem sudden, but seeing how well the girls get on and Lord knows it's easier with two parents even for normal sized children..." Becca cocked an eyebrow. "What I am asking is, well would you and Zoey want to move in with us? She'd have full access to all the amenities I've installed for Sandra, including a feeding machine like I heard you mention to Dr. Jacobs."

Becca couldn't believe her ears. A part of her wanted to scream out yes at the top of her lungs. She tried to compose herself, though still she blurted out an enthusiastic "Yes!"

Josie clapped her hands together. "It's settled then! We will make plans to get you both settled as soon as possible!" Josie turned to the kids who now winded simply wheezed at each other. "Did you hear that sweetie? Zoey and her mother are going to be moving in with us so she can get as big as you!" The kids both let out shallow cries of excitement as Sandra's eyelids began to hang low once again. Exhaustion was already taking her and Zoey soon followed as her own began to droop. Even this was proving too much for them and before Dr. Jacobs had returned with the diet plan, both Sandra in her hospital bed and Zoey in her chair had fallen asleep. Carefully Zoey was loaded back onto the shuttle, only stirring about halfway home to request a drive thru stop as per usual, spending the latter half of the trip being fed by her mother.

When they had returned home and Zoey hoisted back into her bed, the feasting resumed. Becca opened her laptop, scrolled through a few files, made a few calls, and as was the new norm fed Zoey as much as she could handle for the rest of the day. Again, as she had the night before, once Zoey had been bathed and tucked in for the night she read her a story while pouring the gain shake into the funnel perched between her daughter's lips. With three batches resting in her bloated belly the immense toddler drifted off to sleep as her body turned the excess of calories into excess of self. Becca smiled and kissed her daughter on the forehead before walking back to her bedroom. "Sleep well baby girl," she whispered. "Momma has big plans for you..."