My New Step-Sister: More Madigan - Part 2 (Patreon)

First semester of college flashed by almost in an instant. I guess you just sort of fall into a new routine quickly. Before I knew it I was hauling Sam home for a three week holiday break. This was probably the most time I had spent with my "step-sister" outside of our room since we had moved in. At first the thought had depressed me. I had planned to continue Sam calorie rich journey at school, getting her into real fat girl status by my own hands. I had to realize there would come a day that I had to let her go on her own fattening journey. Study parties with plenty of brain food. Frat parties with snacks, or at the very least endless amounts of beer. Sam was sure to continue to get fat on her own.

Halfway back I pulled off the highway. "Where are we going?" Sam asked, looking up from her phone for the first time since we got in the car.

"Oh there's a Wendy's over here I like to hit on the way home. Keeps me going for the rest of the drive." I explained plainly. "You want anything?" I asked.

"Like you need any more fast food." Sam huffed. Even though she is now fat, she still pokes fun like she did in high school.

"Fine just for me then." I didn't care to deal with her attitude, not on an empty stomach. But this did feel a little weird, a year ago my entire thought process would have been how to manipulate Sam into some extra calories. Now I'm just worried about myself and my own journey. I had let my leash loose on Sam, I was only now realizing the cost. Looking over at Sam she looked not a pound heavier than when we had graduated high school. A whole semester of college had gone by, and there was nothing to show for it, well at least not on her.

Me on the other hand, I was looking larger than ever. Glancing down as we sat in the drive thru, I could see my expansive belly filling even more of my lap. My middle was getting so big it battled, and usually beat, whatever top I could fit on. My stomach was rounder, wider, and heavier than ever before. I hadn't been concerned about gaining a few more pounds, you know if it meant Sam was gaining too. But she had gained nothing, and here I was, certainly at least 50+ lbs heavier than my first day at school. The Wendy's intercom buzzed and I gave my normal order, plus a couple of pity items. I told myself they were to try and convince Sam into eating them, but I ended up eating it all myself.

At home I unpacked my things and met up with everyone for dinner. My mom likes to go big for the holidays, so she used our homecoming as an opportunity to make a feast. I was feeling a little timid about how much weight I had gained, realizing I was much closer to 400lbs than 300lbs by now, but Sam insisted I eat up. Once the extra food was on my plate I felt forced to eat it. Ham, potatoes, butter soaked carrots, and plenty of rolls, I ate it all. I ate until I was full. My large belly looked even larger, and that failure of a shirt I had mentioned? Yeah it was more like a tube top at this point.

"Time for dessert right?" Sam inquired. "I've been smelling those pies ever since we got back."

Mom rushed and grabbed the two homemade pies she had made and cut everyone a slice. "Here's a nice big slice, honey." She said to me, handing me one of each. I was so full, but I couldn't turn down pie. I finished both pieces, but Sam had to just egg me on didn't she.

"Oh look Madigan, there is plenty left. I know how much you love apple pie, why don't you finish the rest?" She slid the pie plate in front of my nose. Randy and my mom had already started to excuse themselves, and mom took the rest of the pecan pie to the kitchen. It was just me and the apple pie, well and Sam. I didn't need it, but I wanted it, and soon it was gone just like everything else that had crossed my path that night.

I went to bed that night very full. I figured if I stayed worried about my weight all winter break I'd have a terrible time. That night I decided to cut myself a break, enjoy being at home and my mom's cooking for a few weeks, and I'd start in the new year trying to keep myself from gaining any more weight. That's what the new year was for anyways, right? It was just then that Sam popped in, holding the remaining pecan pie. "Just in case you wanted a night time snack." She said with a smile, placing it on my nightstand. This was going to be a long three weeks.