Karty was a sweet girl, and had a swelling heart, but one day it had become her hunger that was swelling.
Karty had dark curly hair that ran down a little past her shoulders, and marvelous green eyes that glistened in the light. She had a slightly round, but extremely appealing face with thin eyebrows, round lips (that were just the right size), and other features that weren't too off key or unnapealing.
She had a fair figure; she had what every typical American girl envied. She had a nice round toosh, and a pair of hooters most women would sacrifice themselves for. Very sexy hips, and very curved thighs. Super model material.
At the moment, Karty had been at Boe's house. Boe was a girl Karty had just met as she was on the street. Boe had been crying against her flabby stomach when Karty had first seen her.
"What's wrong?" Karty asked her most sincerely. Never doubt a woman's care for another of their kind in need.
"My b-boyfriend just d-dumped me and d-drove off!" Boe cried into her massive gut.
Karty sat down on the curb next to Boe and leaned her body against her and put an arm around her.
"It'll be ok," Karty whispered into Boe's ear. "There are better guys out there. You don't want to be with some douche who'd want to break your heart anyway."
Boe's tears lightened.
"You mean it?" she pouted, looking up into Karty's dazzling green eyes.
"Absolutely. I'm waiting for the right guy myself," Kart sympathysed herself with Boe.
Boe seemed to like being told this by an older female.
Her expression lightened up, and after a smile and a wiping away of tears, Boe invited Karty into her house.
Seeing as Karty had nothing better to do that day, and she didn't want to dissapoint Boe, she kindly took the offer.
"Boe, by the way," Boe said sticking out her hand.
Karty accepted the hand greeting and said, "Karty."
Boe took Karty inside her pleasent house, which was much like Karty's herself.
The two had spent the next hour watching television and gossiping about actors on the T.V. while eating popcorn and doing eachother's nails.
"I'm going to go to the restroom," Boe said, struggling to stand up and walk out of her room.
She seems to have fallen in the toilet, Karty thought to herself, but that's definitely impossible with a bottom as big as hers.
And a mysterious, alluring aroma filled Karty's nostrils.
"What is that irresistable smell?" Karty gasped.
Karty debated if she should go investigate the scent before Boe came back. Boe couldn't be much longer, could she?
Karty stood and traced down the smell. She went down the stairs and the scent lead her to a door underneath the stairs.
"Hmm..." Karty opened the door.
Behind the door was the stairs to the basement. Walking down these stairs, Karty's skin became consumed by goosebumps.
In the basement was a giant freezer with white shelves at inferior heights, holding multitudes of cake and cinnamon rolls.
"Woah, her mom must be a baker."
No wonder why she was so heavy...
The smell had became so strong and beautiful it seemed beyond belief something this good smelling was edible... And smelt a little sensual...
"She won't notice if one's gone," Karty murmmered as she stole a pizza-sized cinnamon roll.
She grasped it with both of her hands and started biting into it.
"This is AMAZING," she moaned.
She ripped the cinnamon roll to shreds, cramming each gigantic sliver between her lips.
It wasn't that long until she was on her second, then third cinnamon roll...
She loostened her belt before starting her fourth, as her jeans dug into her skin and her belly slowly started to hang over her belt.
Onto her fifth and then her sixth... Her bra strap snapped under pressure and the leather belt's metal ripped off and could only be ill used.
Her crack became exposed with her too-tight jeans (with her big ass being stuffed somehow in there), and her shirt lifting slowly, to expose her stomach more and more.
Seventh, eighth, and nineth, her jean button couldn't sustain the pressure, and neither could the zipper fly that was completely unzipped. Her shirt had risen so much that her chunky belly was completely exposed. She couldn't help but have to moon everybody behind her.
The voice coming from behind was the first victim of the moon;
"Get out," Boe's voice cried.
Karty's heart sank.
"Boe! I'm so sorry, you were in the rest-"
"Get out," Boe repeated with tears in her eyes. "Get out of my house. You used me. You tried to make me happy about my break up - DON'T TALK- and came into my house and started stealing my mom's hard made work. You are a sick person. Get out of my house - don't say a thing! Never come back."
Karty felt so terrible. She could explain, Boe. Just let her!
Karty couldn't help but hate herself as she walked up the stairs and left the house, and walked towards her home, all her
newly gained weight jiggling on the way.
She lied into bed, crying to herself. She was so ashamed of her doings...
The next four days Karty felt miserable. She couldn't stand eating but whenever she did it was because her hunger had got the best of her.
"If only there were a way to apologize..."
Her parents screamed in terror at their first sightings of the expanded Karty. Karty had manipulated them to believing that she had gained an allergic reaction to the new plants at the front of the neighborhood.
After a few days of sulking she decided it was time to go out ("Damn, that allergic reactions won't go away, huh?" her dad asked a tad sarcastically, making Karty figure that he got past her little lie).
Karty drove off to the movies with a couple of her friends (using the same lie she used on her parents), to a crammed new showing of the final enstallment of the Harry Potter series.
Due to the movie being as tight as sardines, Karty had to sit next to a very attractive male. He had dark, curly, long hair (practically a male version of Karty's hair), tall, and was a bit buff with his arms bulging out of his white and grey striped v-neck shirt.
"My name is Danny," he said extending his hand.
"Karty," she introduced herself a little bit too enthusiastic-like.
Karty was a bit embarressed to be seen in her state of body and be in conversation with such an appealing guy.
She couldn't help but feel they had a creepy bond as they laughed through the comical parts of the film. Did he offer his hand out to her, or was she just imagining things?
In the middle of the film Danny left the room. In about five minutes, he returned with various candy.
"Want anything?" he offered in a whisper, having various assortsments of candy in his hands.
A girl in circular glasses and a painted scar on her forehead shushed Danny.
Karty waited a moment before saying, "You're my hero - Sour patch, and twizzlers?"
Danny handed her the candy, which Karty relunctantly gobbled up very quickly and mindlessly.
"Thanks so much," she whispered.
"Don't mention it."
As the movie ended Karty and her friends got up and proceeded to leave.
"Hey, Karty!" Danny called.
"Yes?" Karty turned too hastily.
"Here," he said standing up, snatching a sharpie from the back pocket of his jeans. "Give me your hand." Karty did as told.
On the back of Karty's right hand Danny had written ten digits.
Karty was almost boucning with happiness.
"Call me, 'kay?" he smirked.
"Ok," Karty squealed. She blushed.
Karty arrived at her house extremely giddy and darted to her room to unleash her cell phone and hold a conversation with this dreamy Danny.
Danny and Karty had a well thought out conversation that lasted about an hour. Various topics arose, mostly each other's favorite things and television shows.
"Well I am beat," Danny yawned through the phone. "Before I go, would you fancy coming over Thursday?"
Karty's guts elevated.
"Uhyeahsure!" she responded.
"Alright, chill," he said. Karty could have sworn he heard a smile in his voice. "I'll text you my address thursday. See ya!"
Karty wanted to scream herself into the next dimension, she was so happy.
What should I wear? She thought. Something very appealing... Very showing. Would he make a move on me? Is there going to be any physical contact? Well, there will be if I wear this. Grahh... Can't fit my gut into it... I guess I'll have to go shopping before thursday.
The very next day Karty went out shopping for some new, bigger clothes, which also had to be really revealing.
Thursday couldn't have come any slower.
But when thursday came, Karty was off the fritz.
Her formerly sleeping body had sprang to life the insant she woke up, as she jiggled to the shower and assembled all her daily needs, plus debating what clothes she should wear to help empasis Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dum to Danny.
Karty smiled in the mirror. "Much better."
Karty drove to the address given to her on the phone that morning via text.
Danny lived in a mansion... Literally. It was like looking at an inverted moon crater, minus the roundness.
Karty drove past the already opened gate to the glorious house.
"Hello," Danny welcomed her in only boxers. Was this a dream?
Karty was speachless, beaming at Danny's muscular torso.
"Oh - hey! I made it! Why are you -"
"I was just about to hop into the hot tub, would you like to join?" he asked ever so politely. His deep voice was like sweet milk pouring into Karty's ears.
"I don't have anything to wear," she shrugged. At least she didn't have to truly expose all her expanded body to him.
"Oh it's no bother, you can wear just your underwear too - my parents are on their third honeymoon," he informed her, grasping her hand and pulling her into his home.
Butterflies erupted throughout Karty's overweight belly.
"Ok," she mumbled.
Danny pulled her through the most extravagant rooms she'd ever seen, and there was a pool room in the back with giant glass windows. To the side of the pool was an in-ground hot tub.
Danny released her hand and jumped in the hot tub. He turned around and looked at Karty, expecting her to do the same.
"Come on gorgeous, strip down!" he hollared over the water filter working its stuff in the next room.
Gorgeous? Karty felt so queezy with butterflies she hadn't a clue on how she was going to make it through today without puking. Nevertheless, she obliged.
After stripping herself to her undergarments she slowly succumed into the hot tub.
"Ahh, feels nice," she awed.
Karty had only just realized how closely she sat down next to Danny when she felt a big hand run up her thigh, and a peck on her neck.
"I like you," he whispered into her ear.
Karty would have probably thrown up at that moment, but luckily (but unlucky, she thought after realizing the moment she ruined) her stomach let out a loud "RAWR!"
"Woo!" Danny jumped. "You must be real hungry!" He clapped his hands. "Chief!"
Not even seconds later a short, stalky, tanned man wearing a white uniform appeared.
"Jez mi dear 'Anny?" he purred.
"This girl hear needs a meal!" Danny proclaimed.
Not a meal! Karty thought. A snack would be nice...
Karty wouldn't dare say that though; manners!
"Vright avway, zir!" the chief chimed.
It wasn't until Danny said "He's great," when Karty realized there was no longer a hand on her thigh. Dammit.
"Yeah..." Karty mumbled.
Karty gasped. She felt not just one- but two hands running across her thighs. In a split second Danny had gotten on top of her.
Karty's heart blared like a double-bass drum pedal. Her breathing became so heavy and quick she almost choked on inhaling water.
Karty's hands glided across Danny's back as she felt his lips become one with hers, over and over again... A sudden relief of suspension in the chest area... Tweedle-dee became a play toy...
"Zour food iz readdy!" Chief called from above.
Danny leaped off Karty, who had scrambled to find and put her soaked bra back on.
The chief placed the huge tray of food he was carrying at the edge of the hot tub.
So much food... Karty thought. So hungry, though...
"Thankyouverymuch!" she blurted before diving into an ensemble of cakes and pasties. Her knees kept her on the seat in the hot tub while she pigged out on the food, moaning and grunting her brains out.
Feeling as though he needed to be included, Danny went behind Karty and began massaging her back.
"Snifds isd bheavan," Karty moaned and spat.
Karty's face became painted with icings and cremes and fillings during her pig-out. She coulda sworn she felt Danny feel her belly up... But that didn't matter right now.
It took more effort the stay in the lifted position she was in, as her growing tummy was pulling her down to the ground. Her breasts became heavier and her backside took up more mass.
Debris and crumbes flew across the room as she ate. Heavier and heavier she felt, and bigger and bigger she got.
"SNAP!" Wen't her bra.
"Ouch!" Danny exclaimed after getting slapped across the face with Karty's flying bra.
After the tray was wiped clean, Katty turned around back into the hot tub and was handed a towel to wipe her face off with.
She sat and patted her belly in satisfaction. Her massive belly rolls had piled up on each other, hanging off the edges of her waste and resting upon her lardy thighs. Her free breasts were also resting, but on top of her many rolls.
"You're so hot..." Danny spoke as if his mind had taken a vacation to Jupiter.
"Excuse me?" Karty barked in offense.
"You remind me so much of Boe..." Danny seemed to have been in a trance.
"BOE? So you're the douche-bag that broke her heart?!" Karty yelled in fury. She remembered, though, that Boe hated Karty after their incedent. Even after realizing this, Karty still tried to stay angry and didn't want to lose the ground she had just paved.
"WHAT?" Danny's ears almost fumed with gas. "I broke HER heart? That bitch cheated on me! I couldn't stay with a chick that sleeps with another dude!"
Guilt ate at Karty's insides. Why couldn't she keep her fat, massive self shut...
"I'm s-sorry," she began to cry.
Danny's face lost all tension. "Its okay," he whispered into her ear after attempted to put his arms around her (there was no way he could put her whole body into his grasp).
"You're s-such a s-sweet guy," Karty told Danny.
"You're such a kind, beautiful girl," he whispered.
Karty smiled, right before her stomach growled.
"Damn belly," she swore, smacking her belly, making it quake, "Always interrupting."
Danny chuckled. "Chief!"
The chief came back with more food on multiple trays, which Karty began feasting upon.
Her panties had snapped not too far in on the extravaganza. Bite after bite, swallow after swallow, angry jiggle after angry jiggle, sexy bounce after sexy bounce.
Karty's body began to expand. She grew into such a huge mass. Her prostieror thicked along with her sexy legs. Her tummy had became so round, she had to lay on it, smashed against the bottom of the hot tub as food sprinted into her mouth. Her breasts kept pulling her down and making it hard for her to keep feeding herself.
"DANNY? Can you help feed me?" she hollared.
It wasn't until then when Karty had realized how compressed and tightly kept her body felt. She had taken the whole space of the hot tub. She laughed in glee.
Vibrations pressed against her backside.
"MMMPH!" Danny tried to scream.
Her collosal ass had became so massive that it squished Danny against the wall of the hot tub.
You couldn't even call it a hot tub... All the water vacated when Karty's gargantuan belly rolls had took residence.
Karty moaned as she tried to wiggle herself out, but after failure she decided she had to eat herself free...
"MMPH MMM HMMPH MHHMHMM MMM (I am the luckiest man alive!)!"