The Sculpting of Kate 10 by Woodsmont

10. Onwards with growing outwards.

Two days later a beeping noise awakened Kate. It was the alarm she'd set for her run. She dragged herself out of bed. Suzy stirred in her sleep. Kate wished she was sleeping too, but dutifully put on her running outfit. She'd missed her previous run by forgetting to set the alarm and yesterday she had no doubts about running this morning. But now, Kate was yawning while she struggled to put on her sports bra's.

'Stupid thing getting tighter and tighter.'

Her boobs were pressed up and against each other. Tired as she was she already felt the weight pulling her shoulders.

She quickly put on her tight shorts and top. She didn't noticed the muffin top and instead went straight to the kitchen for her weight gain shake.

Kate had run a mile when she realized something profound. It hit her like a brick in the face and caused her to stop running.

She lost the spark that came with running. That exciting acceleration of her heart rate, the wind through her hair and the feeling of a rush. It wasn't there anymore. She only felt the weight of her boobs, her thighs that rubbed together and jiggled constantly, the heaviness of her butt cheeks. The higher heart rate was still there of course, but now it was just uncomfortable.

Kate turned around and walked back. She did not want to do something that she didn't like. Running had always been something she looked forward to do. Not even because it was healthy, but because the activity gave her joy. As she walked back she couldn't help but to feel a bit down. Was it truly the right decision? She started to jog. And her body reacted.

Kate wasn't oblivious. She knew that the extra weight had caused this new feeling. But somewhere in her mind she did not thought that she needed to lose weight so that she could enjoy running again. She loved her curvy body. She'd found a new word that absolutely tantalized her. Voluptuous. She loved being voluptuous. It was a feeling that was stronger than her wanting to enjoy running again. To Kate one did not go with the other.

And just like that, one of the hobbies she'd written down months ago was swept aside.

Running was scrapped from her list of hobbies, eating certainly wasn’t. Getting full more and more equaled getting a sexual rush, even without Suzy. She used to eat a lot caused by her gluttonous streak, but now it was to get to that wonderful feeling. The voice in her head that told her that she was crossing a line and that is wasn’t good, was too soft to hear. So Kate indulged.

She ate everything that Suzy baked and cooked. When they did the groceries most of it was junk food meant for Kate. It was rare  to see her without food in her hand.

Suzy acknowledged Kate’s increased gluttony. When she commented Kate about her eating habits, Kate answered that she felt happy. It was hard not to believe that. Everyday Kate spent with a smile on her lips and a sparkle in her eyes.

Kate’s vast appetite had its plus sides for Suzy. She’d bought a cookbook with lots of new recipes she could make. Kate was a thankful and appreciated taste tester.

Kate still went to the gym. However, because Kate was almost always full, she often was quite lethargic. Kate skipped cardio and her full belly didn’t allow any abdominal exercises. Therefore, she only workout her legs and arms, much like the time she had her back injury.

She also still took her weight gain shake. It was part of her routine. She might have thought that one over. Her workouts weren’t that challenging anymore. She used to train until her muscles couldn’t go anymore. Now her lethargy made her stop much earlier.

Her hyper gluttony and drop in exercise had an effect on Kate that hit her more ways than one. It was as if Kate’s metabolism, already strained, was so disappointed in Kate’s decision to stop running, that it gave up. The fat cells had won.

***

Three weeks after Kate had stopped with her runs, Suzy stepped out of the shower ready to face another sunny day. She grabbed a towel and dried herself of. She stopped when she had lifted one boob. She saw how the soft fat of her boob oozed through her fingers. The sight made her think about the fit of her bra's. Lately, she had noticed getting a serious double boob action when wearing a bra.

So those udders have grown some more, eh.

She also lifted her other boob, now having one dry and one wet breast in her hands. Her attention was focused on her belly though. It looked like her belly had acquired a slight but permanent hang. When did that happen, asked Suzy herself.

She let go of her boobs. Together with her belly made Suzy's figure more apple like that she wanted.

She squeezed her butt cheeks. She winced a bit when she saw cellulite appear on her butt when she squeezed, a skin condition she used to have only on her sausage like thighs.

Suzy decided she was done checking herself out. Living with Kate, and possessing a talent as hers, simply had its consequences.

She did hope she still weighed in the 180... Better not step on the scale.

In her birthday suit she came in to the bedroom and saw that Kate just gotten up, just as naked as her, yawning and stretching. In a couple of seconds Suzy had observed her girlfriend's gain and had concluded that her own possible gain was nothing compared to Kate's.

Suzy didn't know where to begin.

Kate's boobs had grown from cup EE to FF. They were two huge drops of boob fat. They still looked enviably round for such a volume, but still, Kate's breasts sagged a bit. Nipples that used to point straight in the air, now pointed a little lower. Oh how Suzy loved touching and playing with those boobs. She used to be the giver of boob entertainment, enthralling and seducing Kate with her huge breasts. But now she was also the receiver, taker. She they had sex those boobs called out to be grabbed, like her own called out to be sucked. It was yin and yang. Grabbing and be grabbed.

Those delicious breasts were framed by round, curvaceous arms. Suzy's was surprised that those jiggly arms weren't more squishy, but clearly Kate's trips to the gym still had some effect. Suzy had noticed that she touched Kate's arms more than before. They used to be all muscle, like she touched rock. Now it was a great way to show a moment of affection. A squeeze in the arm and a smile, something like that.

Those arms pointed towards Kate's midsection.

Below her boobs two permanent rolls, each below each breast, had conquered terrain on her belly. The two rolls were merge when she sat, or when Kate wore a bra. No matter if it was one roll or two, Kate had developed the habit to mindlessly pinch and squeeze them. Suzy thought it was a funny sight.

Her belly proper resembled half of a drop of a thick liquid.  The curve first inclined only a slightly but quickly became stronger, only to decline severe. Recently a line had appeared below Kate's belly, and Suzy could only guess that it was the line where Kate's belly would hang.

Kate's hips had widened considerably. Her love handles had grown accordingly and successfully invaded Kate's waist area. On her back, those love handles fluidly merged in to old-fashioned back fat. Kate's whole back was soft now, with the most recent and spectacular addition being the roll between the shoulder blades and her love handles, right below the band of her bra.

Speaking of her back, Kate's butt was downright huge. It kept up with the growth of her hips and flared out like a shelf. Her butt cheeks had a degree of firmness, but Suzy could easily squeeze them. Suzy absolutely adored riding that ass. There was enough to grab to give her thrusts force and sometimes she didn't even know if she squeezed Kate's butt, hips, or love handles. The whole area was soft and squishy and invited Suzy to childlike things like poking Kate awake, or kissing her butt till her mouth was dry.

Despite the size of her butt, Kate's thighs weren't exactly outshone. They had grown to. And as they grew their affection for each grew too; the part of them touching was almost to Kate knees. Sometimes Suzy thought that Kate's thighs were as big as her waist once was. They were so big now, so soft. To Suzy disappointment - she had tried to give her feelings another name - Kate still hadn't gotten cellulite. Again, Suzy blamed - yes, blamed,-  the gym. Still there was something else on Kate's thighs: stretch marks. Tiny red marks she also had on her love handles.

All in all, Kate had gained a considerable amount of weight. But to Suzy it wasn't about numbers, or about the change in shape or size. It was something else.

Kate looked so damn soft. No muscle tone whatsoever. Every part of her jiggled. Every part but her still angular face. If she took a simple step her boobs shook to and fro, her belly jiggled, her love handles quivered, her butt swayed and her thighs danced. It was amazing.

Kate looked amazing.

Kate finished her a yawn that almost dislocated her jaw. Those periods where she had to yawn seemed to happen more often lately.

Out of the corner of her eyes she saw Suzy staring at her, a faint smile on her face.

'Are you smiling because I'm yawning like a bear?'

Suzy winked.

'Not at all. I was just admiring the sight.'

Kate gave her girlfriend a quick one-over.

'I can say the same thing about you,' she said, looking at the treasure between Suzy's legs and below her bulging belly.

She walked over to Suzy and pressed her body against hers for a long kiss.

Their bodies kissed as well. Being taller, Kate's boobs came up top. Suzy's were squished below Kate's rack and fought for space with the two colliding bellies.

They ended their kiss with their hands on each other's butt.

Kate's belly gurgled. The girls laughed about it. Suzy rubbed Kate's tummy, saw it jiggle and said:

'Someone is ready for breakfast.'

After a breakfast consisting of pancakes, lots of syrup, strawberries and whipped cream, and three donuts, Kate sighed contently. She couldn't see it, but where her belly once only touched her thighs, now it rested quite comfortably on her lap, for more than an inch or so.

Kate tugged at her thong on the side. At least, she tried to tug it, but failed. Her thong was thoroughly outstretched. That was also why it hurt so bad at her sides. She tried again. Kate pushed aside the fat with her fingers and tried to get a hold of her thong.

‘Damnit,’ cursed Kate when she failed again.

‘What is it?’ asked Suzy.

‘My thong is so tight that I can’t tug it anymore. It’s digging into my hips and it hurts.’

Suzy shook her head and managed to not roll her eyes.

‘Girl, you’re outgrowing you underwear. No wait, you outgrowing your entire wardrobe,’ stated Suzy.

Kate felt a bit offended by that comment.

‘Not my entire wardrobe…’ she replied, not very convincing.

‘Kate, you said yourself that you need new workout clothes. Those sports bra's looks hilarious and those shorts give you a muffin top. Just like that and every other thong.’

Kate sighed. Suzy was right. She was putting on weight and it cost her her wardrobe. Should she stop with her eating? The thought was so ridiculous she immediately suppressed it. She needed a new wardrobe. Besides, she hadn’t bought clothes for a while now. It was normal wanting to be in fashion, right? Voluptuous girls should have new clothes too.

There was only one problem.

‘I don’t have enough money to buy a new wardrobe. A new bra already is an attack on my funds.’

‘Didn’t you get a monthly allowance from your parents?’ asked Suzy.

‘Well, yes... But we already had agreed that the allowance would be less after high school. Apparently, my parents have decided to cut it back entirely. I don't know why. They said something about being a grown up. I have the gym to pay and I kind of blew my money buying…. Food.’

Kate saw how Suzy tried to hold in a snort. They knew very well Kate meant junk food.

‘I can always try to ask my mother for more money, only for this month,' said Kate.

Kate waited for a comment from Suzy, but she was obviously mulling something over.

‘Suzy? What are you thinking about?’

Suzy seemed to make a decision.

‘I didn’t want to tell you this already, because I still have the interview to do, but there is a chance I might have a job.’

Kate didn’t know what she heard.

‘A job! When did you do that? Where? Why didn’t you tell me?' Kate had raised her voice.

Suzy sighed.

‘I wanted to tell you, but I thought if I wouldn’t get the job that you didn't have to know I failed.’

‘Pfff. Big deal,’ said Kate. But she understood it and wasn’t mad, just very curious.

‘I want to know what job it is!’

‘It’s assistant-baker at the Patisserie Café,’ replied Suzy.

Kate knew the place. Everybody in town knew the place. It made the best pastry and served a mean cup of coffee, amongst others. To be assistant-baker was pretty big.

‘That is phenomenal!’ yelled Kate.

‘I’m sure your will get the job!’

Suzy seemed hesitant.

‘It’s pretty rare for someone who isn't graduated to get to such a position,’ she said. ‘But I come there often and one of the bakers has already taught me a couple of things.’

‘Well, I believe in you,’ said Kate wholeheartedly.

‘There’s also a position for a waitress.’

Kate felt so happy for Suzy that it took a moment to process what Suzy said.

‘You mean for me?’

‘Yes.’

‘I don’t know if it’s something for me,’ said Kate doubtfully.

‘Oh that’s bullshit!’ stated Suzy, almost laughing.

‘You like being amongst people, I know you love the Patisserie, and just think what you can do with the money. You can buy clothes that actually fit.’

Suzy practically blurted out the last word.

‘Sorry for saying this, but that thong, and your workout clothes, it’s so unflattering. Look at this!’

Suzy poked in Kate’s love handles.

‘With clothes that fit you won’t create love handles like this.’

Kate was shocked at Suzy’s outburst and mortified, but also strangely aroused, when she poked her love handles. But Suzy was right. Why would she enhance the parts of her weight gain she didn’t like?  Still, a job…

‘You’re right. I’m living too long in much too tight underwear. But, I have to think about it,’ said Kate.

‘Alright. But also think about this. Walking around waitressing people will be a free exercise. Hell, you even get paid to do it.

Kate liked the idea of free exercises. Suzy was right.

‘You might even lose a bit of that belly of yours,’ joked Suzy, giving Kate’s belly a jiggle.

‘Hey, it’s not that bad,’ said Kate. Her belly wasn’t that big...

‘Don’t make fun of my little belly,’ said Kate, sitting up straight.

‘Little belly? Sitting like that is making your thong disappear!’

Kate smiled sarcastically to Suzy’s teasing.

‘it’s right here,’ replied Kate.

She wanted to grab the small waistband at the front of her thong with her thumbs. Holding in her belly was difficult, due to the huge breakfast, so her thumbs had to be pushed into a substantial layer of fat before they dug their way beneath the fabric.

‘See,’ said Kate.

But at that time the bands of her thong at her sides had enough. The strain was too much. The right side tore with a surprisingly loud ripping noise. The force of it was so big that Kate's belly and thighs jiggled. What remained was a red line that encircled body. Kate parted her boobs and sucked in her belly, and was surprised to look at her bare crotch. The thong lay next to her on the ground.

Kate and Suzy stared at what had happened. Then they both laughed until their bellies hurt.