getting fat just for you

Day 1 on holiday

K Y L A

I slept all the way on the flight so when I woke up to get off the plane, I felt heavier than usual. When I got off, I immediately went over to McDonald's in the Mexico airport where we landed.
"Two big macs with two fries and a coke, please." I ask the counter. "Does anyone else want anything?"
"No."
"I'm good."
"I'm getting a milkshake." Reana says.

Sliding into the booth, I quickly unravel my feast, urging to fill myself up again. I take a bite of a big mac and moan as I feel the sensation in my mouth. Ah, it felt so good. I chomp the burger down so quickly and then reached for the next one. I did the same but slower this time, obviously full. I reach for the fries and eat them 5 at a time, wolfing them down greedily. Then to top it off, I reach for the coke and chug it. To finish it off, I burp again, clearly enjoying myself. It felt so good not to care about calories and to be loved for enjoying myself. My tummy strains against my shorts as I hobble up.

I pass a cake factory after the McDonald's and go in despite my friend's wishes. "Mmm. The chocolate one please." I say as I remember that video I saw. Once I pay for it, I sit in another booth and start eating once again, my tummy being filled with goodness.
"You know that's a family cake, right?"
"Leave her alone."
"I do." I say as I huff. I don't know how people keep up with this lifestyle, it was so hard. "I am officially bloated." I shake my head. "And there is still a whole 3/4s of the cake still."
"Keep it for the next time you eat."

When I get to the hotel, I am still so so full. I collapse on the bed, belly in the air. But I couldn't stop now. I pulled out the remains of the cake and go to work. I ate and ate and ate until my belly begged me to stop. I felt as if it was being so stretched out and I was riping it. I started massaging my belly out of discomfort still trying to eat the rest of the cake. I didn't care about the mess I made. Chocolate was smeared all over my body and my tank top got so tight around my belly. I was so full, I couldn't move and I didn't even realise when I fell asleep.

When I awoke, my friends had gone to the beach. I took this time to order some room service in. I felt so heavy and so immobile like never before. I ordered 2 club sandwiches and chips on the side as my linner. I sat down on the bed, resting on the headboard and got to work. I moaned when I started eating and felt my tummy had settled down and instead of being bloated, turned into fat. I felt emptier and I could definitely fit more in. I ate and ate until I burped for so long I shook. When I was done, I headed back to sleep before dinner.

When dinner came, I got so excited to fill my belly up. It was an all you could eat buffet so I had to go out with my friends. I had to wear the dress with stretchy material that I packed. It did me no justice as my bloated belly looked as if I was pregnant- good. When I got there, I went and walked around picking up all kinds of delicious goods. Meat such as chicken, pork chops, beef burgers, ham, sausages. Pizza, all kinds of pasta and chips. They all piled up on top of my plate. I got my desert now knowing that I wouldn't be able to move so easily later. I picked up some cake, crepes, cupcakes, ice cream and more. When I sat down my friends looked startled.
"You really are doing this."
"Yep. And I'm finally happy." I smile and dig in.

A hour later, I was so full I couldn't properly move. My dress was so strained against my belly, I was sure I heard riping. I moaned so delighted as I started rubbing my belly, seeing how big it had gotten only on day 1.
"Am I fat yet?" I look around at my friends.
"You could say that. I don't know how you did that."
"Yes and it is only day 1. This is a 3 day holiday." I smirk. "Someone help me up." Reana had to pull me up and when I was up, it was hard to walk as quickly as the others. I was so slow and was puffing. But instead of being sad I was enjoying this too much.