Ellie's Weight Gain

Ellie's beginning

Ellie has always been a skinny girl, your average seventeen-year-old high school athlete, but that was not to stay.

On Monday afternoon Ellie had her training and everything was fine as always, but then came one poorly executed long jump landing and Ellie curled up in pain on the ground holding her right leg. "Can you sit up?" her coach asked. "I-I'll try." Ellie replied amid suppressed tears. Eventually it was determined, that Ellie needs to go  the hospital. So the coach called Ellie's mom, who rushed her to the hospital. The doctor eventually said, that Ellie hurt her ankle really badly and that the impact has messed her  whole leg up. All of that meant that she must not excercise at least for 6 months, ideally for a year and lie down as much as possible for two weeks in order for her leg to heal.

When they arrived home Ellie went straight to her bed which she was not leave for the following two weeks and weary of the prospect curled up under her blanket and fell asleep. A few hours later her mother awoke her with a tray with a plate of mac'n'cheese and a glass of coke. "Look what I found! My old breakfast-in-bed tray. And I've filled it up  with what you like the best - mama's MNC!" Ellie's eyes sparked with joy. She merely felt the pain in her leg while putting herself in the right position to eat all that. "Mom, thank you so much!" she exclaimed. "I know what's best for my little girl." her mom replied and left her with the food. Ellie shoved the pasta down with much eagerness, stopping just to brush something off her dark hair a strand of which has once found a way to the plate. She was just finishing her coke when her mom brought in a pair of crutches saying "I'm afraid you'll be needing these for some time now." As a reply she received a higly sarcastic "how amazing!" They both let out a light giggle. "Anyway," her mom continued "for lunch I'll leave you here some money for delivery so you don't have to cook or anything." "Thank you." Ellie replied. "Good night, darling." Ellie's mom half-whispered taking away the tray and kissing her daughter on the forhead. "If you'd need anything, just call me."  "Thanks. Good night, mom." Ellie replied.

The following morning Ellie woke up to her mom's note laying on her belly, which read: "Your breakfast is next to you, didn't want to wake you up -mom" and as Ellie turned around with some pain, there indeed was the  breakfast-in-bed tray, but this time with waffles and a thermo-cup of coffee. She once again outdid herself, Ellie thought, she must be late  for work. After eating her breakfast, Ellie made a few painful steps to the bathroom and after returning she finally acknowledged that she'll be for the following 14 days either bed-bound or in immense pain. 

Along came midday and Ellie was hungry. Painstakingly she walked to the kitchen counter, sat down and browsed through all the delivery services' offers, settling finally on a tuna pizza, her favorite. When it arrived, she took it from the delivery boy as fast as she could and after a few painful steps lowered herself onto the living room couch. Although she accidentally ordered a family-sized pizza, she happily ate it all. After doing that her stomach was full to its brim and her flat athletic belly formed a little pudge. She playfully poked it. It was hard as a rock. Eventually though she cruched herself once again to bed and lay there until evening, when her mom came home from work and Ellie's sister returned from her dance class. Dinner was conducted in a similar fashion to the preceding one only this time Ellie asked for a packet of chips after it. For some strange reason, she found that feeling of fullness appealing.

The rest of Ellie's two-week bed-bound period fell into a routine where each day looked just like the previous one. The only things that changed were that the pain in her leg seemed to be waining and her appetite was slowly growing (though she did not fully realize that at that point) with her snacking ever more often. 

However eventually came the end of this period of laziness - she had to go to school. That morning, as she was changing from her pyjamas into daywear, it finally occured to her - her bra and her panties seemed a bit tighter. She took a look at herself in the mirror - it was official, she gained weight. However she made nothing of it, since most of her extra pounds went into her breasts and butt, giving her a bit girlier figure. "Finally, there's something to look at." She said, pressing her breasts against one another. "And who says that the only way to a big butt is the gym?" She thought turning around playfully spanking her increased backside. She put on a very deeply cut t-shirt a pair of tight jeggings and headed off to school, curious about the level of attention this would get her.