Belly Literary Universe (part 2)

Kelri's Gain Part 66: 300

As fond as Kelri was of keeping to a schedule, her habit of tracking her weight fluctuated along with her gain. Before her treatment in September of the previous year, she often weighed herself every day to make sure she was keeping within her diet plans. After that fell apart, so did that habit. There were times where she weighed herself every day to try and wrest control of her weight back from her expanded stomach. There were times - like the period before Connor's birthday - where she didn't weigh herself at all for weeks at a time. Over April, Kelri weighed herself sporadically. She knew she was gaining exceedingly quickly so the exact weight wasn't important. Keeping track was more for personal interest. The end of April and the beginning of March saw that change. One number loomed on her mind, and each day she grew closer to it. The margins in her planner will filled with calorie counts and math and weight projections. A week in advance, she circled the date.

With all the eagerness of a child promised the world for Christmas, Kelri flailed out of bed on that fated day: Monday, March third, 2021. In nothing but her panties, she hopped on her scale. It took a moment of meditative like breathing for her to sit still enough for the scale to register her weight.

The robotic voice of the scale read out the weight without any further comment. "Your current weight is: three hundred and one pounds. With a height of five foot five inches, your Body Mass Index is fifty point one."

Kelri yelped with joy. She stepped back off the scale and gave her huge belly a congratulatory slap. Her stomach responded with a heavy churning gurgle - it's message was clear. It wanted food. She took a step back. Her mind pulled her to the kitchen and the shower in equal measure. It was her fixation on her belly that drew all her attention and fixed her in place. She let her hands wander to the side of her back straining fat. She let her arousal drag her into her living room in front of her mirror.

With lips tight together from arousal, she lifted her belly with both hands, embracing its heaviness, and feeling as her fat squished between her spread fingers. The weight was immense. With what strength she had, all she could manage was bring the bottom of her belly just up to her waist. The well over 120 pounds of fat in her belly made her back and arms ache. The exertion of lifting it made her breaths deeper and more rapid. So heavy. So sexy. With and aroused breath of air out through her lips she turned to the side and stared at her hugely protruding gut. Instinctualy, she ran her hands back and forth along her love handles and belly, to give a sort of scale in the mirror to her true size. A couple weeks prior she noticed she could barely reach her arms around the widest part of her belly. In those two weeks that state only grew. She could reach around her gut, but only if she squished it. Now, her fingers had a clear gap when she wrapped her arms around herself. As she repeated this test of her size, curiosity got the best of her. She fetched a ruler and put it up next to her gut. It stuck out more than a foot over her panty line. With further finagling she guessed it stuck out almost another half foot beyond that.

A foot and a half. Almost anyway. She thought to herself. Again she hefted her belly to feel it's weight. I'm getting so huge... This thing weighs more than the rest of me. I think anyway i look at it - most of me is just belly fat. Unf. Heavy belly fat. She lowered her belly out of her hands against and traced her fingers up the stretch marks lining the sides of her belly. The past two months of rapid expansion had left even more angry pink stretch marks up and down her skin. She was honestly surprised at how faint they were, given her rapid expansion, but she chalked it up to being part of her genes.

Tracing the lines led her to other fattened parts of her body. Her breasts had gotten quite large as well, though it was difficult to tell when compared to her belly. Her C cups had expanded to K cup melons resting to the sides of her belly.