A Glutton's Love - Part 19

Alisson spent the rest of the night in a restless sleep full of hectic dreams.

When she woke up, she didn’t feel particularly well-rested. What she did, however, feel was the overwhelming bloat of her stomach, causing a groan to be the first thing coming out of Alisson’s mouth. The events of the last 24 hours replayed in her mind and caused a rising horror inside her. She had acted like a pig in front of several people and stuffed so many calories inside her that would make their way straight to her hips. Her face turned red from embarrassment and disgust as she imagined what everyone thought of her now.

But there was another reason Alisson felt horrified: Even though her belly was still so bloated she could hardly breathe, she already felt a slight pang of hunger.

She felt like her own body was betraying her. Instead of staying full, it actually made her long for breakfast. After all she had gone through, her belly demanded for her to continue. Was this what her life was turning into? Waking up the fattest she had ever felt and immediately thinking about her next meal? It scared Alisson how easy her body was seemingly getting used to being treated with overwhelming amounts of food.

How long until she wouldn’t be able to go a day without stuffing herself silly?

Alisson tried to shake those thoughts, but her belly’s need for breakfast eventually won. With a loud sigh, she decided it was time to get up. Maybe Melissa was already up, and could distract her from her thoughts. And even if she wasn’t: after all she had gone through, Alisson deserved to have a snack that would ease her discomfort.

She just had to get through the rest of Chloe’s torment, and at home, she could figure out how to stop her descent into obesity.

Again, Alisson felt like her body was betraying her as the once mindless task of getting out of bed now seemed to have devolved into a serious chore. She had to scoot around in her bed uncomfortably until she finally reached a position where she could get enough momentum to raise her upper body. All her attention immediately went to the bloated belly, now resting in her lap, demanding to get more food. Alisson looked around for something to wear and decided on leggings and a loose top. It wasn’t a flattering outfit, as her flabby thighs were too prominent, but it was still better than last night’s dress and made her feel slightly more comfortable.

As she left her room, Alisson was surprised to find everybody already up and finishing their breakfast.

“Good morning, sleepyhead. We were wondering when you would finally get up. You must have had a really deep sleep tonight,” Chloe said, winking maliciously at Alisson. Then she patted the free chair next to her. “Come sit with me. You must be starving by now.”

Looking at the clock, Alisson was shocked that it was already past 11. Due to how tired she still felt, she had been convinced that it was early in the morning and she would be the first one up. She hated how getting up this late made her seem like a lazy glutton, stuffing herself and spending half the day in bed. Of course, no one besides Chloe knew about the extra stuffing she had gone through at night that had knocked her out for several more hours. There was nothing that Alisson could do to save her image. She could either accept being seen as a lazy glutton or tell everyone about her nightly activity, probably making them think even less of her.

Once again defeated, Alisson decided to keep quiet and make her way to her seat. No matter how hard she tried to prevent it, her bloated belly made her fall into a waddle again as she had to pass everyone sitting at the table. Cringing internally, Alisson pushed through and let herself flop into her seat rather ungracefully.

She didn’t have to say anything for Chloe to put a plate full of pancakes in front of her.

“Eat. You look starved.”

As much as Alisson hated to admit it, the sight of the fattening breakfast made her belly gurgle in anticipation while her mouth started to water. She wanted to feel bad about eating again, but her body told her it was something great. Something she desperately needed.

Something she couldn’t resist.

Soon, Alisson was shoveling pancakes into her mouth like she had been starving for days prior. She knew that she was again giving Chloe just what she wanted and that she should feel ashamed about it. But the food tasted too good to be mad about it. Each bite made Alisson feel better about herself. She was too immersed in her breakfast to realize just how worrying it was that eating had such a strong effect on her.

One plate disappeared into Alisson’s round stomach and was quickly replaced by Chloe with another one stacked with more pancakes. Even though Alisson felt the intense pain returning in her belly, she didn’t want to stop the calming feeling that eating gave her. Thus, she pushed herself voluntarily to keep going. To shove more calories into her belly even though it had already been fed to its maximum twice in the last 24 hours. And even though it became more painful with each bite, Alisson didn’t stop enjoying it. She didn’t even stop for a moment to consider how unhealthy her behavior was.

Chloe looked on in curious satisfaction as Alisson got stuffed all by herself without needing encouragement. The fat girl kept going until it was clear she could not fit a single more pancake into her swollen gut.

“You really were starving!” Chloe said, laughing. “I’m so happy to see you getting comfortable in your role as a new family fatty.” She patted Alisson’s belly and told her to stay seated and digest while she and her parents prepared to head home.

When it was time to say goodbye, Alisson was still in her chair, feeling too fat to move. However, Chloe was having none of it and told her to get up to hug everyone. Her parents watched in amusement as Alisson struggled to her feet sluggishly and shyly hugged Chloe.

It was strange for Alisson to feel her belly press into everyone as she made her rounds to say goodbye. She felt humiliated as she could only slowly get around while everyone was chatting cheerfully. Even Melissa looked more lively than her. But she didn’t want to spend too much time dwelling on that. It was almost done. She had made it through her torment.

Before Chloe left for her car, she turned to Alisson for one last time. “Don’t forget what we’ve been talking about yesterday. What you promised me. I want to see results, or you will regret it!” She winked and left, playfully swaying her hips to taunt the overstuffed fatty she was leaving behind.