getting fat just for you

Thanksgiving

K Y L A

"Get ready now as we need to go soon." Dexter says slapping my fat ass as I wipe the whipped cream I spilt on myself.
"Yes, daddy." I say and peer up at him, sucking onto my chubby fingers.
"Don't." He groans. "Or we will never leave."
"Sorry, daddy." I grin as he visually squirms and his face turns bright red. "Let me get changed now."

As I lug my huge self up the stairs, I think about how my parents haven't seen me since last Christmas. Today was Thanksgiving and they will be so shocked when they see me scoffing down all of that fuel. I slip on a brown dress and as I turn to the side, I spot how big I looked. I was such a piggy it was obvious to even the blind. I was a whole 180kg and each time I had to take forever just to get myself up. My belly was so round and plump it looked as if I was more pregnant than fat.
"Hurry!" I hear my boyfriend call from downstairs.
"Coming!" I shout and grab my purse.

"Happy Thanskgiving!" My mum sings as she opens the door but then her smile completely drops and horror has taken place. "What the absolute fuck?" She screams, covering her mouth.
"Yes I'm a proud fatty, Mum. I love being such a piggy." I say rubbing my huge, swelling belly.
"She's my fatty." Dexter chimes in and squeezes my ass cheek.
"Come in, hun." My mum smiles at me.

"Kyla, explain everything."
"I got fat."
"Why?"
"Because I am so much happy now and before I was so fed up."
"Okay."
"Is that it? No, you need to go on a diet?"
"No."
"Wait what?" I peer at her.
"You look good and before, I was a fatty." She whispers, eying me up. "I loved it so I hear it."
"Why are you skinny now?" I question her, immediately interested.
"Too many critics." She sighs and flicks her hair over her shoulders.
"Oh, I'm sorry mum."
"Don't even apologise, I am glad you are happy." She leans forward and rubs my belly.
"Thanks, mum."
"I made a feast. Go sit down."

I sit down on the chair that seemed to now be so small under my massive self. My ass had to curve because of the side and my belly protruded like nothing before.
"Eat."
I grab the mash potato and dump 3/4 onto my plate. I grab the chicken, the salmon, the turkey, the lamb, the pork and dump it after the mash. I get actual potato and tater tots. I grab the cranberry sauce and when I turn to the pie, I grin.
"Anybody having pie?" I ask as my eye glints in gluttony as I stare at the pie.
"You have it dear and in fact I have 2. You have them both." My mum nods. My dad reaches for what was left of the mash and grabs some vegetables.

I try to stifle my moan as I stuff my face with the meat first. I don't bother using my cultery but instead my hands and I wipe it all over my mouth making me a complete mess. My fat fingers become sloppy as I lick and suck them, enjoying myself. I grab a massive turkey leg in one hand and a lamb stick in other and take turns into loading it into my mouth. I feel my belly expand like nothing before when I reach the pie. I had to lean and when I did, I heard my shirt ripping a bit and stretching under my weight. When I came here, my belly drooped down but now it was as hard as a rock and standing up, so filled and fat. I stuff myself with the pie, digging my hand in fully and slapping it into my mouth. This time I couldn't hide my delight and moan as I eat the pies. I find the whipped cream and explode it into my mouth. Burping, I rub my belly in delight.
"I'm off to bed, thank you for that dinner." I tell my parents as I struggle to get up. When I stood up, my belly felt like stone and I could hardly move.

I check the clock and see it reads 4am. My belly gurgles, clearly still so hungry. Sighing, I rub it, not being asked to get up. But when it carried on, I pulled up the covers and struggled to get onto my feet. My belly had no gone down and was still so massive. My t-shirt was lifting and you could see my deep belly button. When I reached the fridge, I collapsed onto the floor, tired of walking down the stairs. My eyes gleam as I spot a massive 2 tier cake sitting there. I immediately pull it out and without another guess, I slam my hands into there and start stuffing my face. I moan and start playing with my boobs in one hand so aroused. When my belly got so heavy and big, I tired massaging it but when I kept on eating the cake, it got to much and I dipped my fingers into my wet, sloppy pussy and started griding it with my fingers. My head bounced back and I felt my massive double chin becoming free. My belly was all around me it was so huge that when I burped and farted, it never shrank. I really was a piggy.

To my left, I saw a bottle named fattening cream. I smiled deviously and instantly grabbed it. I start chugging it and it tasted like heaven. I could fill myself getting stretched and stretched. I got fatter and fatter each minute that my belly couldn't hide and was so huge all around me.

When I got up, I found that I couldn't so I looked and found a sponge cake. I started eating that and massaging my fatty self. I moaned and squirmed with absolute pleasure as I fed myself. I was sure I was around 250kg by now and I just couldn't stop. My mouth was hurting but I just couldn't stop eating. I drank to fill my belly up even more and to make myself burp very loudly.

I just kept on eating and eating like the perfect fatty I am for hours and didn't realise when the sun came up and my mum saw me in front of the fridge.