"Sally's Sister Stuffs Her Silly": An Exclusive Cut

Here is a short (1,700 words) spin off exclusive to patreon and following Jocelyn and her sister Sally as featured in "A Fit Girl's Fat Dream" and "President Piggy". This story takes place in the middle of "President Piggy".

Enjoy!

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“Holy shit, Megan. You got fucking fat!” laughed Sally as she gave Megan’s belly a good hard shake. 

Her whole palm pressed into Megan’s blubber as she lifted the fat up and down and then let it go and watched it keep jiggling. Sally’s cronies, all of whom used to serve Megan quite diligently all laughed in unison. A few of them even engaged in some unkind oinking noises.

Megan just stood there and took it. She had always been so in control, and to find herself suddenly fallen to the position of fat friend, with the word friend being used very tenuously, left Megan feeling too stunned to even formulate a reaction. So as Sally’s slender hands pinched her love handles, she could barely manage a yelp.

“I can pinch an inch! Gross! You’ve really let yourself go.”

Megan blushed as all her friends laughed at her.

And as they did so, Jocelyn stood in the background smiling. Sally looked at her and back at Megan. She shook her head.

“I know you’re supposed to be Jocelyn’s big sister at Rho Eta Alpha Tau, but you’ve taken the BIG part way too literally.”

Jocelyn just kept eyeing her own bitchy big sister, and as she watched Sally continue to berate Megan, a sight she loved to see, she also slid her hand into her into her jacket pocket and grabbed at the bottle of appetite enhancing pills that she carried with her.

She was eager to bring her arrogant older sister down to size by making her pants size significantly bigger.

Sally’s weight gain started so subtly. It was easy to convince her that she has just shrunk her clothes somewhat. And the constant hunger she was feeling kept her pretty distracted and easily plied with food. Jocelyn enjoyed sneaking Sally snacks and watching her consume them without a second thought. It didn’t take much effort to secret away one empty wrapper and get another snack cake into her hands. And Sally would regularly make sizable dents in packages of cookies without even noticing, save for the crumbs she would eventually have to embarrassingly wipe off of herself.

The cookies became an especially fun game. Jocelyn would eat only two herself but make sure that Sally saw her make a show of it. Then, she would make sure to leave crumbs around herself, and it was easy to convince Sally that Jocelyn had eaten most of the cookies.

“Be careful, Jocelyn. You don’t want to turn into another pig like Megan,” Sally would chastise her as she shoved another cookie into her mouth, snapping it between her teeth and sending crumbs into her cleavage.

And all the extra snacking and lounging around that Sally was doing over break made her less inclined to workout, and when she did work out, well… that’s where Jocelyn’s special protein shakes came in.

It wasn’t long before the weight started to show. While Jocelyn was able to keep the shrinking clothes excuse to keep Sally in denial going for a while, it was undeniable to her just how much Sally was changing in such a short amount of time. It was a thrill to watch her snobby, hard bodied sister quickly soften.

The first thing to go was her precious abs which quickly became buried under a layer of soft pliable fat that loved to roll itself over Sally’s jeans. Her burgeoning pot belly was paired with two love handles and a thin roll of back fat that completed her humiliating muffin top. It was the kind of thing that caused plenty of people to gossip behind her back even as she remained blissfully unaware of it.

Sally was also blissfully unaware of how her thighs were thickening. They were starting to strain whatever pants she ended up wearing, and even when Sally decided to use the excuse of winter to wear sweats and leggings, Jocelyn could see the way the fabric shifted when Sally moved thanks to the way her previously slim and toned thighs were starting to loosen up with fat.

One thing that Sally did notice was the swell of her butt cheeks against her jeans. She couldn’t deny that that had actually been a rather pleasurable experience. She enjoyed the way those particular curves looked, at least at first. It certainly distracted her from her pudgy muffin top, and her tight jeans held her thick thighs in place enough to stop them from slapping together. So she could focus on how delightfully juicy her ass looked and ignore the fact that the more she snacked the more it sagged. She only focused on the positive like how big and beautiful her but was and the subtle swelling of her breasts. Her breasts were definitely getting larger, but they weren’t growing at nearly the same speed as the rest of her.

Even her arms were getting fatter, flabbier. They were quickly losing whatever tone they had as they softened with new found flab, and her face was starting to fill out, getting rounder with the start of chubby cheeks and the hint of a double chin. The subtle changes to Sally’s face were the changes that motivated Jocelyn to keep going the most. She really wanted to make her bitchy sister look piggish.

So the snacks kept coming. And the meals grew bigger as well. Jocelyn was constantly playing around with new ways to get Sally to eat more and more without noticing. Toward the end of winter break, her new appetite and her new weight gain were tremendously obvious to everyone. But it was also clear to Jocelyn that they were purposefully not saying anything to Sally. Some, like their mom, didn’t say anything because they didn’t want to hurt Sally’s feelings. But others clearly wanted to see just how far things would go before Sally really noticed.

By the time winter break was almost over, and Sally was bursting out of her clothes, it was really amusing to all of her friends to watch Sally stuff her face while still making plenty of cracks about Megan, who was still much bigger.

“Looks like you didn’t get into the gym at all, Megan,” laughed Sally who had seldom seen the inside of a gym herself.

“That’s why you’re looking even doughier than before you got here. Careful. Can’t blame campus food on all this new pudge,” she added as she shoved another bit of her greasy burger into her mouth. Sauce streamed down her chins as she chewed.

“You’re really becoming quite the pig. Oink, oink,” laughed Sally without a hint of irony.

All her friends did was snicker and look down at the way the button on Sally’s jeans looked so ready to burst.

Even Megan noticed that Sally was gaining weight at an alarming rate. Of course, she couldn’t say anything about it herself given her own increasing chubbiness, but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of schadenfreude and the hope that one day Sally would bear the full brunt of everyone’s scorn, and she would be free from any further humiliation. (This was something that obviously never happened. Megan gained far more weight and humiliation beyond her wildest dreams.)

In fact, as Megan was having these thoughts about Sally, her pants were the first to have their buttons burst which caused everyone at the table to have yet another grand laugh at her expense and allowed Sally to order two scoops of ice cream for dessert while feeling secure in her own superiority.

“Wow! Oink. Oink for real! You really are a porker!” Sally laughed as she rocked back and forth and remained completely unaware that her stomach was now surging forward because her own button had finally given way.

There was a lot of gossip behind Sally’s back about that button, especially as she walked through the mall with her pants held up by the bloat of her own belly, somehow not noticing that her pants had come unbuttoned. But it was universally decided that nothing would be said just yet lest it send Sally scurrying off to the gym.

That scurrying never happened.

Jocelyn had feared perhaps that Sally would come to her senses and lose weight once she was out of her clutches with school starting up again. But the appetite enhancers and the habits that Jocelyn had instilled in her sisters did their job, and Sally’s continued weight gain was obvious come the week off they had in February and again during Spring break.

Spring break was the breaking point for Sally. She looked ridiculous in the bikini she attempted to wear with all her new flabby flesh on display for all to see. Even Megan had the sense to squeeze herself into an ill-fitting one piece. Sally looked like a sow with a string bikini digging into her soft flesh. And everyone let her know it.

“Girl, you look ridiculous.”

“You look like a pig is what you look like.”

“Oink. Oink.”

“Damn, look at all that blubber. You’re turning into a whale.”

“I mean, you’re not as fat as Megan.”

“Nobody’s as fat as Megan.”

“But you better be careful, or you’re going to end up just like her.”

“Hey! Maybe in a few years you two can get matching muumuus and motorized scooters together! Won’t that be cute.”

Sally hated to admit it, but she could no longer lie to herself. She had become a fat girl. She had a big blubbery pot belly that hung over her waistband and matching love handles. She had thick thunder thighs that threatened to force her to waddle about. And her ass was now so saggy and covered in cellulite that she no longer loved how much it had expanded. Her breasts hadn’t grown much bigger but her fat arms with her flabby bingo wings had. Worst of all, her face had gotten fatter than ever with jiggly jowls and a permanently visible doughy double chin. She felt like a big blubbery mess because she was.

Jocelyn couldn’t have been more pleased, and the only thing that made her happier than spring break was thinking about how much she would get to fatten Sally during summer and beyond.