Find Your Biggest Self - Chapter 5 (Patreon)

Chapter 5

“Oh no… no, no, no, no, no!” Lucy almost screamed as she noticed something… she had gotten bigger.

She was at her apartment. Putting on a pair of pants when she noticed something… a few extra inches. “There´s no way this pants don´t fit!” the growth she noticed was not height, more like… weight.

Lucy´s been feeling different over the last few days. It´s been over a week since she´s been meeting Mona at her place, and all those massive dinners seem to be adding up.

Officially, she´s gained weight. The tight, non-fitting pants are a clear sign of it.

“I knew it! I´ll get fat!” She´s been eating hundredths of extra calories every day. Every evening, at Mona´s place. All that food, all that healthy food. Plus dessert! Mona doesn´t seem to know a lady like her doesn´t like to stuff her face every single night.

But things are not as Lucy feels. Sure, she´s thicker, but it´s not fat.

Taking a look at her body, there´s a few changes. Sure, she´s heavier, with more mass. But that´s not necessarily bad. All the weight gained has gone to the right places.

Sure, she´s gaining weight fast, but it´s not just a regular weight gain.

She used to look so thin, awfully thin. She was in a point of her life where food´s not a must, and she skipped meals. But not anymore. Mona´s advice was for her to put things in order, and three meals a day was one way to do so.

She´s expanded a little, but not in the fat way. In fact, her gained weight is everything but fat.

“No way… my butt´s huge!” She said as she looked at the big peach behind her.

Her thong sinks deeper on her fleshier glutes. But those are not fat-glutes. Her butt´s bigger, yet, firmer. Rounder, fleshier. Sexier!

She doesn´t look skinny, unhealthy, now, she looks as an average woman. Well… a little curvier than average.

Her butt´s bigger, and her thighs have expanded too. Plump thighs, stronger-looking, solid. Her body doesn´t look cubby, chunky, or sturdy. She looks fine. Sexy even.

Her flesh´s firm. No signs of stretch marks, cellulite, nothing! It´s her same soft, smooth skin. And why is that? Diet, simple.

But it doesn´t have anything to do with her morning yogurt, or her healthy lunches. It´s all because of the food Mona has given her. And she´ll explain when she asks. Until then… Lucy will witness some more expansion.

“My bra´s feeling a little tighter… but not as much as my pants. Gosh, I.. can´t… ugh!” Her hips have widened too, no chance her pants will clip. No chance she can button them up.

Another option, since she´s feeling “fat”, would be to wear stretchy pants. Joggers, yoga pants, even sweat pants. But she cannot. She´s getting ready to go to the office, she can´t wear those clothes there. It´s against the dress code.

Lucy tried on all of her pants, the ones she wears at the office, and they were… un-fitting.

“I… if I sit, there´s a chance my huge butt will rip the seams of it…” She managed to put one, but the feeling was so tight.

Over her hips, over her thighs, and her butt. It was almost sinking in-between her now huge glutes. She feels so bad. Was she gaining weight so fast?

“I need to work the extra weight off… I´ll get back to the gym… when I have time. Oh, how about jogging? I need to get back to it.” Poor Lucy, she feels so bad, but the truth is, she looks hot.

She´s just added curves to her body. Sensuous, smooth curves to her frame. Which, by the way, is just a little taller. But she´ll learn that later. Right now, since she won´t get to measure herself yet, she has grown an inch.

How? How did she grew taller at her age? A 26-year-old can´t get taller, not without surgery. Well… as it´s been stated before, her new diet, it really has something to do.

Lucy´s 5´7”, and it adds up, just a little, to the odd fit of her clothes.

“I don´t feel so comfortable…” in the end, she found something that fit. A skirt.

Somehow, she managed to put it on. And with no tight fit over her thighs, she didn´t have to worry about ripping the seams off.

She walked down the office, making her way to her desk with thicker legs. She can feel just a little jiggling on her body. She feels big, but she´s overthinking it. Or maybe not thinking enough.

How much weight has she gained? Well, enough to get her back to her original weight, and then some more to expand her figure. Augment her feminine figure. Boost her sensuous curves.

Lucy feels so bad. Was she going to get fat? She took a sit at her desk. Then, she thought about Mona.

She was a sturdy lady. A big woman, in the full extension of the word. A woman as tall as her can gain weight and still look good. But not her!

Lucy will become a little butter ball!

“I get it if she likes food. But I´ll get huge if I keep eating like that! She thought. Worried that one of these days, Mona opens the door and Lucy rolls in.

Huge, arms, legs. A massive butt juggling behind her as her enormous belly quivers. A double chin, or a triple chin!

Was Mona trying to fatten her up? Why would she? If Lucy doesn´t do anything, she´ll end up at the 300-pound lady that walks into the room.

“Is she… does she want to fatten me up on purpose?” Lucy wondered.

Who are those people who intend to fatten up someone? Well, they are called feeders. And if someone wanted to make a huge chance on someone, from skinny to obese, then Lucy would be a cute project. But this wasn´t the case.

Mona´s intention is not to make Lucy fat. She´s got plans, but none of her plans involve turning her into something she doesn´t like.

Lucy´s shift was over. And she´s been so worried about her weight that she decided to make an immediate chance.

She rushed back home, changed and then, made her way to Mona´s place. Dressed in jogging clothes. Yoga pants, running shoes. A sports bra, and on top, a nice gym shirt.

Headphones on, and ready to go! She could really use burning up some calories before she meets her next huge meal.

As she made her way there, she wondered if she could count calories. Mona´s meals are, at least, 1500 calories. Plus, dessert.

Lucy´s sure she doesn´t need more than that per day. But, she can´t skip breakfast and lunch, right? She can´t just fast until she eats dinner with Mona. It´ll be, aside of hard, doing harm to herself.

Maybe she should just try and talk to her, about reducing the meals. Not serving such a massive plate. She´ll understand, right?

“No.” Mona said.

“But… but the food.” Lucy started, looking way up at the amazon before her.

Mona seems upset. And yes, it had a bit to do with the fact that, not only Lucy was late, but it was obvious that she ran all the way there. Why? Well, after what she told her about not giving her so much food, it was because she wants to diet, and burn up as many calories as she can.

“What about it? Don´t you like it?” Mona drove her arms to her vast hips, and looked at Lucy with certain discontent.

“No! I… I love it. It´s just that… I´ve gained some weight…” Lucy certainly fills up her clothes quite nicely. And quite more. And Mona can tell.

“Dear, there´s nothing wrong with having some curves. You look great!” Mona said.

“Now. But… I´m afraid that, if we keep things up, I might get, you know… fat.” Lucy admitted.

“Nonsense. I promise you, dear. All of this food is good for you. No GMO´s, no transgenic ingredients, nothing but healthy, organic food.” She said.

“But…” Lucy started.

“Honey, do you want me to get mad at you?” Mona asked, now crossing her arms under her massive chest.

“No.” Lucy answered.

“Then stop arguing with me and listen. I promise you, you won´t get fat. Just trust me, soon, you´ll see what I´m talking about. Until then, you´ll eat whatever I put on your plate. Understood?” She asked.

“I guess, but what if…” Lucy started.

“I said. UNDERSTOOD?” Mona rose her tone, and looked down at her with such a menacing look. Lucy almost trembles.

“Y-yes, ma´am.” She nodded.

“Very well, now, let´s eat. Before food gets cold.” Apparently, things won´t change much.

“Oh, and don´t come running all the way here. It´s dangerous! I´ll give you a ride home, and I hope you understand that, my food, it´ll only shape you up into a fine woman, ok?” She said.

Lucy knows nothing about the truth behind Mona´s words. Nothing at all.

As she sits before the, once again, full plate of food. She can tell Mona won´t give her a break.

No jogging all the way here. But, how about other exercise? Lucy hates this, while she eats, she´s already thinking on how to add more exercise to her days.

Was she just so obsessed about perfection? So what if she gains weight? At some point, she´ll plateau, right? The thing is, when?

Exercise is healthy, the body needs it. She works at an office, sitting all day, she does need some physical activity. And not just walking, that won´t be enough. Not nearly enough since she´s having another huge meal, and tomorrow, another, and another and another…

Mona has plans, she´ll help Lucy out. Just the way she helped herself. Eventually, the petit, frail lady that´s sitting before her will become a big, confident woman. Little by little, meal after meal.

“I just wish I could tell her now. But I´m afraid she´ll run away thinking I´m crazy…” Mona thought as she dug into her two-pound steak.

“How´s the steak, dear?” Mona asked.

“Delicious. Everything is. You´re so good at cooking, you know that.” Lucy complimented her.

“Aww, thank you dear. I might not be a chef, but I make my best.” Mona smiled, and after a pause, she said, “Listen, I don´t mean to be rude, or tell you how to live your life, I just… I just know this is right for you. Please, take the advice of this old lady.” Old? Mona doesn´t look old, although, she does sound old sometimes.

All the “dears”, the “honeys”, she talks like a granny.

“I know. You´re just trying to help. And I appreciate that. I… I´m glad I found someone that cares.” She smiled.

“Trust me, when you´re with me, you´re cared for. Thank you for keeping this lonely woman some company.” Maybe Mona was just afraid of losing Lucy´s company.

Lucy must think on that. Perhaps, she thought this was an attempt to walk away. She can´t do this, it´ll break her heart.

Mona´s intentions are good. And Lucy should listen. Still, this is her life, and she´ll do what she thinks is best. Still, does she make good decisions?

Overthinking, sometimes anxiety, she deals with a lot of that when she feels alone. When she´s with Mona, she knows she´s not alone. Mona, she´s a warm person. Kindhearted, sweet.

She´s like a huge aunty, if she´s honest. And she needs some advice from her.

Lucy wonders, should she ask for advice on dating? Mona´s single, apparently. And she said it, she´s also quite lonely. But, she had her younger years, she must know, she must have some advice to give, right?

Maybe on the next dinner. Or maybe next week. She hasn´t tried yet. Lucy hasn’t tried to make a move with her handsome boss. She could try, and if she fails, well, then she´ll come for advice.