"Trading Influence": An Exclusive Cut

Soooo... I'm really happy with this one and already know it's getting an extended cut. I already know where the extra scenes and details are going. This is the longest of volume 7 so far coming in at over 3,000 words.

Enjoy!

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The challenge sounded simple enough. Over six months, influencers who were as opposite as possible were supposed to switch content like a wife swap type of deal. For the first three months, influencers would work together, train each other and build familiarity with each other’s audience. Then the next three months they would be dedicated completely to putting out their partner’s type of content. Internet cooks might be doing nothing but unboxing videos. Fashion influencers might try their hand at singing.

Some of these swaps had better results than others, but the goals were to diversify one’s audience, increase reach and influence and, theoretically, build a greater sense of community.

For Addison, a fitness, makeup and general lifestyle influencer, she knew to make an impact she would have to partner with someone the complete opposite of her. Her own brand was so varied, that it really limited her options. While Addison couldn’t sing worth a lick, she knew she didn’t want to go in that direction because those swaps tended not to go well. People who couldn’t sing would get a lot of ironic likes and even hate views at first, but those just weren’t sustainable over months. And she couldn’t cook worth a damn either.

But she could eat.

And that brought her to Juniper, or Jumbo Juni as she was often referred to. Juni was a professional eater, a mukbang influencer. She ate food with a flourish. Sometimes she would eat foods enthusiastically and review things. Sometimes she would do videos where she tried every kind of something. And a lot of times she had videos where all she did was eat as much as she could. Addison had a true distaste for Juni and everything that she did, but she had to admit that this was a perfect opportunity.

Since Addison had also had such a strict focus on diet and exercise, she thought just straight up letting go of her own diet and stuffing her face for the amusement of others would be as opposite as she could possibly think. Addison has gotten plenty of feedback that she came off as vain and cold and too prim and proper to be fun, so this would show people that she could cut loose. Addison had even been accused of fat shaming multiple times in the past. And, while it was true that Addison had a deep prejudice against fat people whom she did enjoy making fun of, she needed to keep her public persona cleaned up, and this would likely help with that.

Addison did briefly have the thought that doing this might end up making her put on a few pounds, but she figured it wouldn’t be anything truly noticeable, and she’d be able to easily work off a few pounds when she was done. It wasn’t like she was going to turn into a complete tub of blubber like Jumbo Juni. She’d never let herself become that much of a pig.

Of course, if Addison had looked more carefully into just how thin Juniper had been before she started mukbanging, she might have reconsidered the whole experiment. Instead, Addison remained blissfully unaware of the true consequences that awaited her.

Addison would soon be waddling down a road from which there would be no return as she took a swerve into life in the fat lane.

The first three months started off easy. It was mostly getting to know each other and then training. Addison taught Juni about fitness and beauty products, things Juni took to- In Addison’s mind- surprisingly quickly and with an equally surprising amount of enthusiasm. Juni taught Addison all about eating, what to eat, how to eat and how to film the best mukbang videos for her new fanbase. Addison did well at this. She knew her way around a shoot, and though she didn’t have nearly the appetite that Juni had to start out, she had a knack for showmanship when she really let herself go for it.

She got a lot of early views from people watching her whole “stereotypical hot girl moans while eating” shtick.

During that first month, Addison only put on five pounds which was hardly noticeable to most people. Still there was a little bit of softness, a slight loss of definition. Addison had spent her whole life being a hardbody, being slim and sexy, trim and toned. So she couldn’t help but notice the subtle changes to how her body looked and more so how she felt. When she started this whole experiment she was a perfectly toned one hundred and twenty pounds. But five pounds was such a small amount. She figured she was being paranoid and didn’t want to worry about it.

Then the next month she put on ten. The month after it was twelve. Suddenly she was topping the scales at 147 pounds. Addison had made a point of weighing herself after she broke the button on her second pair of pants while at the same time splitting them in the back, and she was horrified to see the number.

The amount of content she was producing and the amount of food she was consuming just kept going up as her capacity for eating it increased. And because she was spending so much time filming content for herself or collaborating with Juni and showing her how to lose weight, Addison found herself too tired to find time to go to the gym herself. Even the videos where she was with Juni at the gym had become a strange collaboration where Juniper would workout while Addison stuffed herself with Twinkies or handfuls of cake or other types of junk food.

So Addison was getting soft. She was getting chubby. She was getting close to being downright fat.

After one of their shared videos, Juni could help but reach out a hand and give Addison’s pot belly a playful shake.

“Wow. You’re really getting a pot there huh?”

“Shut up!”

“What’s the matter? Can’t handle getting a little chunky?”

“At least I’m not as fat as you.”

“Yet.”

“What?” 

Juni poked Addison’s stomach.

“You’re turning into a fatty like me, and you’ve got three months of feasting left. Unless you’re too much of a coward and want to quit, tubs.”

Addison cradled her own swollen belly and thought things over as she rolled the spongy fat between her fingers.

“I’m no coward.”

“Great,” said Juni as she gave a playful spank to Addison's chunky cheeks.

“I’m glad you’re not too chicken to film the fried chicken eating  video we planned next.”

Addison, already full from the cake she had just eaten let out a heavy groan before reluctantly following Juniper to go stuff herself some more. Deep down she knew Juni was right. She was going to gain more weight doing this. At 147 pounds and 5’7 she was less than ten pounds away from being officially overweight. And at this point that seemed inevitable.

She was going to be overweight. Addison’s only hope was that it would stop there before things got too out of control.

It would not.

With three months now on her own and fully committed to her new if only temporary lifestyle, Addison did the only thing she could do. She doubled down on her work. With a need for income to keep her going, she produced more mukbang videos than ever before. Now that she was no longer working directly with Juni, she had no more training videos that she could justify doing, so she had to produce more eating focused videos. This meant that her calorie count on shoot days was headed through the roof while the nominal exercise basically stopped completely.

She would try to exercise on occasion, but she was either too tired to seriously do anything, or she found the stuff she was doing to be far more frustrating than she was used to and she gave up.

During this time she began to find herself eating even more when not on camera. One might be tempted to think that on non-shoot days, Addison would choose to eat very little, and if she did eat she would eat only salad. But with Addison’s stomach getting stretched by the mukbang videos, she didn’t just want food. She NEEDED it. And she fell into her cravings. Even though she would swear that she was forever done with whatever it was that she last stuffed herself with, Addison often found herself thinking in terms of a kind of “hair of the dog” approach when it came to her food. If she just had a little bit of junk food she would feel better. And a little bit of junk food became a lot, and a lot became whole binge sessions without her even having her camera rolling.

The first month of shooting on her own brought with it another fourteen pounds. 

The second month brought a lot more anxiety, which led to a lot more stress eating, which led to another sixteen pounds.

At 177 pounds, Addison was aghast. Every part of her was undeniable fat. Her belly was by far the biggest feature, having grown used to being so overstuffed with food that it now seemed to be like a sagging deflated balloon that was routinely inflated and stretched out again for each video. But her blubber belly wasn’t the only thing that was saggy. Every part of her was beginning to sag. This included her breasts which had grown but not nearly as much as the rest of her. Addison had also gotten a fat flabby ass with soft saggy cheeks from sitting so much. It was intolerable to her, and yet she had to soldier on even if that got physically more difficult to do the fatter she got.

And Addison knew she was doomed to get fatter.

She did the math… 177 pounds. 5’7. That put her a little shy of 15 pounds away from obesity. She had already gained 16 pounds this month, more weight each month. Could she really stop herself from gaining 15 pounds?

She didn’t think she could.

So Addison decided to turn into the skid. She figured that if she recorded an admittedly humiliating video of herself weighing herself and then declared that she was going to do one of those fit to fat challenges she could monetize the hell out of her third month, keep her original fans and then get even more as she worked her fat ass back into skinny bitch shape. With that in mind she gave herself permission to really outdo herself when it came to eating. She ate like there was no tomorrow, creating her biggest feasts for the mukbang videos and eating larger meals even on none shoot days. 

She knew she was making herself obese. She just didn’t see any way out of it. She was going to end up getting obese whether she wanted to or not, so she figured she might as well make herself as obese as possible to make her eventual weight loss all the more dramatic when she went from fatty to hottie again, so she needed to feast and fatten.

The result was a whopping twenty-two pound weight gain.

Twenty-two pounds of pure belly blubber.

Twenty-two pounds of soft, buttery fat.

199 pounds.

The number stared back up at her from the scale. It was a difficult number to read both because of it being so humiliatingly high and because Addison had to work to lean over her big fat gut to even see the numbers.

Addison couldn’t believe it. She knew she was going to be gaining more weight. She had willingly accepted her obesity, but somehow she didn’t think she would end up one pound shy of two hundred.

200.

The number terrified her. It felt like a wall she couldn’t let herself break for fear of not being able to turn back. She had hoped that even as a obese fatty she could still lose the weight, but if she was somehow two hundred big fat fatty pounds? Disgusting. She’d give up. She couldn’t, she couldn’t possibly get that fat.

Could she?

The anxiety turned her back to food, and that turned her into desperation mode. She needed to do something crazy to motivate herself.

So she got back in touch with Juni.

Juniper had continued to lose quite a dramatic amount of weight. While nowhere near what Addison was when she was at her skinniest, she was certainly far lighter than Addison was by the time she came waddling back to her to use her as a motivational coach. She was also planning on turning her channel into a beauty, lifestyle and body positivity channel full time. And she was really body positive….

Except when it came to Addison. 

At first, when working with Addison, Juniper tried to keep things positive, especially with collab videos that she put on her own channel. But after a few comments made their way into a video, the two realized that it did far more engagement numbers than anything else. People wanted more.

And Juniper was more than happy to give it to them.

She worked Addison harder all while taunting her relentlessly. And Addison found she still needed to mix things up and do mukbang videos to keep the money steady. She also kept breaking her diet on a regular basis. What did that mean?

It meant that Addison was a yo-yo dieter for several humiliating months, dancing down and back up to 199.

Juniper threw Addison a “piggy party” when she hit the big 2–0-0, complete with an entire sheet cake for her favorite fatty to eat.

Two years later, Addison's weight seemed to stabilize around three hundred and fifty pounds.

350. It was a hard number to read on the scale. In fact, Addison needed Juniper to read it to her, but she knew that this was her life now, her big fat morbidly obese life. 

Her belly was truly enormous now, a stretched out spare tire covered with angry marks from expanding so much, so often and for so long. It was a turgid mass of fat that hung out and over any pants that she was able to somehow squeeze her fat ass into. When it was tight as a massive timpani drum with food, it was a deflated apron of fat that was starting to sag toward her knees. 

Those knees were fat and dimpled as well, a part of a pair of thick wobble legs. She had massive thunder thighs covered in cellulite that forced her to waddle about. They went nicely with her big blubbery ass which completed the fat picture below the waist. Her flabby ass cheeks were also covered with cellulite and were thick and soft like two old pillows that had plenty of give to them.

Back up above what was once her waist before it was completely destroyed by her massive gut and the thick love handles that completed her muffin top, Addison had big surging breasts that rested on the shelf of her belly as blubbery arms with flabby bingo wings and chubby hands with sausage fingers.

Addison’s face was almost unrecognizable with her doughy double chin and fat cheeks. Weirdly, she almost wished her face was fatter so that it would be completely unrecognizable. But it wasn’t to be. When people she knew saw her for the first time in a while, they might not recognize her at first, but eventually it would dawn on them, and then Addison would be greeted with a look that varied. It was always a look of surprise at first and then either disgust, pity or amusement. Usually, it was a combination of the three.

Most of all, Addison hated looking at her face in the mirror and recognizing herself, remembering how slim and sexy and glamorous she was and reminding herself of what she had reduced herself to. While she was no longer gaining tremendous weight every month, Addison knew that surely that number would slowly creep up further as time went by.

The problem was that all Addison could do was make mukbang and humiliation videos. That’s what paid the bills, so she would have to regularly put her big blubbery body on display for the worst people on the internet to laugh at. It’s a shame that Addison never learnt any of the body positivity that Juniper had. If she had been able to let go of her prejudices, she’d probably feel a lot better about what she was doing. Instead she would drag herself past the mirror, and try not to cry as she prepared to stuff herself on camera once again for her “adoring” fans.

She felt like an overstuffed greedy pig who couldn’t stop no matter how much she hated what she had done entirely to herself. She had chosen to go down this road and couldn’t turn back. For her, there was no way to feel slim and sexy and good again. She was stuck living life in the fat lane and the only thing to do was make enough humiliating videos to make enough money to live comfortably. 

So with a stomach that grumbled with both hunger and anxiety, she pressed the record button to start another humiliating day.

“Hey, guys! It’s me, Fatty Addy here with another feast fit for a fat girl like me. Hope you’re ready to watch another hogfest! Today I’m going to be stuffing my big greedy gut with a massive amount of spaghetti and meatballs. Then, I’m going to chase it all down with a big chocolate cake because my big fat piggy ass can’t say no to dessert.”

Fatty Addy shoved both fat hands into the massive bowl and was soon double fisting spaghetti ready to shove both massive handfuls into her mouth. The sauce felt slimy in her hands, and she was both extremely disgusted with herself and extremely hungry and eager to start eating. She found that it was best to just start eating quickly, to get herself into a rhythm and to the point where all she had to think about was the taste of the food and the act of chewing and not how far her life had fallen.

“Oink. Oink. Here I go!”