Growing Her Online Presence - Part 4 (Patreon)

The finale to this fun story. Enjoy!

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After her embarrassment at the running track, Natalie started to have some doubt creep into her. It didn’t help that at the movie she went to see afterwards, she had to move to one of the handicap seats after not being able to fit through the narrow arm rests of the old theater’s chairs. It worked out better for her anyways as the handicap seats had cup holder to rest her XL soda in, and the seat next to her was free to stash her purse full of candy or her tub of popcorn, whichever one she wasn’t eating at the time. But still, a dark picture seemed to be getting clearer.

Despite this Natalie continued to live her normal life. Eating excessive calories every day hoping to add inches to her bust, going to work, and most importantly posting multiple times a day on InstaSnap, something a little special for JustAdmirers, and sorting her paid requests for content. She was so busy it was easy to push the idea that anything might be wrong to the back of her mind.

One day though there was no denying she had a problem. Natalie had just stopped at McDonalds for breakfast. She always tried to eat inside when she had time rather than hit the drive-thru, she had an amazing rack, why hide it in her car. She had waddled into the fast food joint, eager for a cheap and filling meal, ordering multiple ideas which led to a bustling tray that she took over to a table. She was so excited for the greasy food that she barely noticed the head she was turning. But it wasn’t just because of her rack she was turning heads. Natalie had barely changed out of her jammies, since she thought they looked cute and had snapped a pic for her followers before she had left the house.

Her tight sleep shorts left little to the imagination though, her legs having thickened like sturdy tree trunks. Her tee had grown too small for her frame, and hugged each of her rolls as they bulged out along her torso and back. Her belly had also gotten so flabby that its bottom portion jiggled freely every time the top heavy girl moved. Natalie noticed none of this, as her field of view was completely filled with a vast valley of cleavage, which the low cut shirt showed beautifully. Plus she could only think about what she was going to eat first.

Soon with her try covered in wrappers instead of carbs and sugars, Natalie emptied her tray and headed to her car to continue her day. Plopping down in the driver's seat with a thud, Natalie went to close her door when suddenly it popped back open after bouncing forcefully off her soft hip. “Ouch!” Natalie yipped in pain. She looked at the door, which should have easily closed, and pulled it back towards her once more. Her hip was still in the way though, as her other hip was firmly pressed against her center console. With some force and personal space shifting she was finally able to get the door latched.

This wasn’t normal Natalie thought. First it was the running track, then the movie theater, there was also that time the elevator went out at work and she had to take the stairs, and now this. Something was indeed wrong. Natalie rushed home, worried about the veil she was about to break. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been on a scale, but she was thinking it was about time. For as long as she could remember she’d always been in the 140-150 range, a little heavier than normal girls, but she had two reasons to be. She figured with all the extra calories and growth she was more up in the 170-180 range, but after everything that had happened she grew concerned it was even more. 200? 210? Not 220?! Oh Natalie, what you’ll know soon enough.

Natalie almost backed out of this plan entirely. She ate a package of store bought donuts as she timidly stared at the scale in her bathroom. Finally she mustered the courage to get on. The waiting seemed like an eternity, but eventually the needle on the scale came to a rest. What it came to rest on remained a mystery to Natalie though, with so much flab in front of her it blocked her view entirely. She tried to bend over, but her boobs were just too big. Her belly didn’t have much room to bunch up, and her knockers just drooped over the read out anyways. With some quick thinking she grabbed her phone and snapped a picture of the scale and pulled it up to look.

“Three hundred and sixty pounds?!?” Natalie almost fainted. “That’s huge… I’m huge! I’m so fat, fat, fat, FAT! Oh god how did I let this happen?” Natalie thought about how poor her diet had been for so long now. How could she have not noticed? How could she have not realized? Natalie could only be considered a woman of action, as she stomped right out of the bathroom, grabbing the last two sticky donuts from the container on her way. She headed straight to the local gym, determined to work off this flab.

Natalie was in a state of shock as she drove. She had been posting her life online for awhile now, how could no one have noticed that she had gained 200 pounds. She was a stunner top heavy beaut, not a wide as a house porker!

Pulling up to the gym, she grabbed her clothes and headed in, rushing right to the locker room. In a quiet corner Natalie peeled off her clothes and proceeded to put on her athletic gear. They felt much tighter than when she had worn them to the running track. Even her sports bra barely fit, which at first filled her with pride, but then made her realize how many pounds she must have gained in the few short weeks since that outing.

Fully changed Natalie looked at herself in the full length mirror, really looked at herself for the first time in a long time. Her thighs spread wide to each side, so thick and plump. Her belly, too girthy to be contained by either her waistband or her shirt, hung out from both, a thick layer of flab on full display. Her knockers looked great, full and juicy, but her chin had rounded as did her cheeks. Her arms had gotten so soft they almost looked pillowy.

Natalie couldn't take it, she almost burst into tears right there in the locker room. She grabbed her things and left just as quickly as she had come.

Later at home Natalie read the comments on her latest post. She had recapped her day for all of her rabid followers. The caption to the photo read "Noped out of the gym pretty hard today. Headed straight across the street for some Burger King. Today I learned I'm not really a gym kinda girl, more of a burgers and fries kinda girl." The picture was her still in her gym attire, but wearing one of those paper crowns they hand out to kids mostly. You could see a tray loaded with burgers, fries, and a shake in the corner of the shot.

Natalie had headed straight there from the gym for some comfort eating, but as she arrived, ordered her food, and started to sit down, Natalie couldn't help but continue to think about her predicament. She had gotten incredibly fat, yet still she was gaining followers online by the day. Her comments online were always so positive. And then there was the little fact that she had been getting so many requests for eating videos and full body photos. People obviously liked her fuller figure. If her fans liked it, why shouldn't she? They didn't have problem with her getting fatter, it even seemed like they encouraged it.

Natalie unwrapped her first burger, biting into it, savoring the seasoned beef, melty cheese, and flavorful sauce. It was so good, everything she had been eating recently had been so good. Never one for really watching what she ate, for awhile now Natalie had been eating to her tastes buds and sweet tooth's content. Did she really need to stop? Could she really stop?

One by one her burgers disappeared, along with the rest of her meal. Natalie spent the rest of the day at home reflecting and of course snacking. Which leads us to now, with Natalie reviewing her comments. They had poured in by the hundreds like normal, but there was something even more engaging about these. Everyone seemed to be on board with her skipping the gym for a fast food extravaganza. She got comments like "Bouncing on the gym to eat burgers, legendary!" And "body by burgers, much better way to go." The comment that stood out to her the most though was, "this is the sexiest thing I've read all day." Followed by several heart emojis.

Natalie had all the usual hashtags attached to all her posts, but if you looked you'd see a couple of new ones on this one. #PlusSize and #FatChick. This had obviously pushed her post to an even newer crowd, as she got more follows today than ever before, she even got a few new JustAdmires to sub to her as well. She checked her requests and saw a few for her to return to Burger King, and even compare Burger King to McDonalds.

That was when the doorbell rang. "Oh pizza is here already!" Natalie said to herself joyfully. She fetched the two large pizzas from the delivery boy and returned to her couch where she was lazing. Pulling up her camera app she got one last snap to cap off the night. Focused on her belly, with the pizzas nearby, she took the photo and captioned it with, "I think my belly is getting so big it needs its own InstaSnap page. What do you all think? *winky emoji*"