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-A week later-
Amber was on her way to the top loft of the sky scraper again. Another meeting with Olivia. Since last week she had pretty much just been enjoying her snacking. Just eating whenever, whatever. Her stomach had been comfortably filled pretty much the entire time. Without Joe’s cooking this came down to simpler snacks however. Amber has never been much of a kitchen princess, but now she was even less motivated to spend much time there. Lucky for Joe these snack type of meals are high in calories and low in actually keeping someone full. Tomorrow Joe would return from his trip and today she had to make a call about if she took this job. Amber is lead to the conference room and waited for Olivia again. Olivia walked in with the same glamour as always, greeted Amber and put a large pile of papers in front of amber.
“Before you tell me your decision please read the first two papers carefully” Olivia says as she sits down.
Amber is confused, but looks trough the paper. The first was just standard stuff, with everything filled out with her name already. At first Amber didn’t understand until she came to the page with her payment on it. Ambers eyes go wide, it was more than two and half times what she was earning now.
“So Amber, what do you think?” Olivia says, pleased with the effect her move had.
“I -I …This is just” Amber tries to find words. “It’s a good offer…. And….but….why are there so many pages to this contract?”
“Ah mostly just modelling corporate nonsense” Olivia says waving her hand “There are so many things we have to cover, from insurances of each of your photographic elements, to making sure you don’t switch agency when we did the investing, to dictating your portrait rights, publishing rights etc. etc. etc.”
Olivia sounds genuinely bored.
“The papers that are important and require your signature are marked” Olivia says pointing to small labels hanging out of the pile of paper. Amber sits there for just a bit longer looking at the paper. Every piece of paper had the name of the new studio above it. Oliva Bernstein Plus Studios, which was shortened in the contract to OBPS.
“So what is it going to be Amber?” Olivia says pushing a fancy silver pen towards Amber “Will you join me in this magnificent project…. Become a star…. Getting paid for just being you.”
“I’ll…… I will do it” Amber says getting the pen “But I do first want to go on a vacation with my boyfriend before starting!”
Olivia looks stunned for a second, expecting some ridiculous demand. Then she smiles.
“Of course, just sign and then we will sort that out” Olivia says friendly. Amber sings the contract, which requires so many signatures that after five minutes she is barely reading the contract anymore and finally finishes the last page.
“Excellent” Olivia says “Now the first step of yours would be to grow into the required size category”
“To gain weight you mean” Amber says not being fooled by Olivia’s speech capabilities. “First I want to discuss my vacation. I will probably be gone for two weeks.”
“That is fine… in fact, if you make sure to eat plenty we will just pay you throughout your vacation. That is of course if you chose to take a bit of a relaxing vacation. Say…a resort or cruise.” Olivia says “It will work very simple, you will just send a log of what you ate and you will get payed during your trip. Dave will send you a list of foods that do not belong in your diet anymore and a list of required food for you to consume”
“Required food? Not allowed? What do you mean” Amber asks suspicious.
“Don’t mind it too much. You just enjoy yourself as much as possible” Olivia says “Now you will have to excuse me since I am already late for my next meeting. Dave will finish this off and then I will see you after your holiday”
Olivia gives her a friendly smile again, packs up the contract and leaves. Soon after Dave comes in with a large envelope. Amber has the feeling like he is almost feeling guilty, however he would be too professional to show it.
“Alright, welcome to the company miss Miller” Dave says “In this envelope you will find a code for an app you can download. That way you can log whatever food you consume, what straining activities you did, weight and BMI changes will be tracked and it will also function as a step counter. You will also find a business credit card you can use to cover your consumption costs. There will be a list concerning dietary subjects. That is it for now. Any questions?”
“So many… but I guess that we can deal with that after I am back” Amber says, feeling an odd mix between excitement and fear. On the one hand she felt so adventurous for doing something like this. On the other hand she felt like she was further ruining her body, for which she had worked so hard to stay fit.

-Later that evening-
Joe and Amber were sitting in the living room enjoying a few beers and catching up with each other. Amber was looking for the right moment to tell Joe the big news, but first they had their ordinary chatting. Finally a moment of silence was long enough for Amber to dive into this subject.
“So…. I am not sure if you noticed, but my diet has not really been going well” Amber says as she grabs the pouch of fat that covers her tummy. Joe’s attention spiked and Amber smiled frolic. She knew this would drive Joe wild and she kind of liked his reaction.
“It has just been really though to not snack and I’m getting kind of tubby” Amber says faking a bit of a wailing voice. She shakes the bit of fat that she holding “And then the stuff with work and my clothes getting all….tight.”
“Babe” Joe starts about to enter his comforting mode, but Amber holds up her finger.
“However recently I was contacted by a certain someone….Olivia Bernstein” Amber says, enjoying Joe’s reaction. “Yes the Olivia Bernstein of the Diamond State tower. And she sees potential in me… as a model.”
“A model?” Joe says confused and a bit disappointed. In his mind models were extremely skinny women. And Olivia probably wanted Amber for some weird diet product campaign.
“Yes a model” Amber says sensing Joe’s disappointment and toying a bit longer with his feelings. “A model for one of her new agencies. In fact it’s a completely new concept of hers. So I signed a contract with her…. As plus sized model.”
Joe falls silent for a bit, doubting if he heard his girlfriend correctly.
“There is a ‘but’ however” Amber says looking a bit more uncertain now “They consider the plus-sized line to start at XL sizes.”
“And you are now?” Joe says almost breathless.
“A tight medium” Amber says flustered, but excited by the way Joe looks at her. “And I used to squeeze myself into petit sizes.”
“You need to grow another two sizes?” Joe says excited.
“Another 20 pounds” Amber says soft, this was not her favorite part of the deal. Amber realized that it was probably less than 20, due to her snacking. “But I am getting paid for it. And remember or holiday plans of booking something last minute. I will get payed during that as well…. If we do something relaxing”
Joe was silent for a bit again. Then he hugged the tubby blond and kissed her fanatically.
“This is amazing. You are the best!” He says “Anything you want from me, whatever holiday you want well do it!”
Amber giggles and pulls herself closer, she could get used to this kind of attention.

-four days later-
The holiday destination was a luxury all-included resort on a tropical island. Not really Joe’s favorite since he enjoyed scenic nature or small family hotels in the outskirts of cities or the country side. However if this was the sacrifice he had to make to plump his girlfriend up, he would do it. He groans and puts both suitcases on the bed and drops down besides them. His was packed lightly as he was used to travel light for his job. Amber’s suitcase however seemed to be filled with bricks and barely closed. Amber hurried to the window and opened it. The wind making her pretty white summer dress dance.
“It is so beautiful! Look at the ocean!” Amber says excited as she looked at her view for the coming three weeks.
“Did you pack an anchor in your suitcase?” Joe complains as he straightens up and cracks his back.
“No complaining. You promised that if we were to do this you would treat me like a princess” Amber teases and sticks out her tongue. “Now come here and enjoy the view with me.”
“I am already enjoying the view” Joe says with a smirk as the wind reveals Amber’s plumper thighs. Amber’s thighs seemed to have made contact at their roundest point. Meaning that that thigh gap would only grow smaller and eventually disappear. Amber rolls her eyes and shakes her head, but does let out a short laugh.
“What do you wanna do first?” She asks Joe dropping next to him, resting her head on his muscled arms. “Shall we go to the swimming pool?”
“Well first of all, let’s make your new employer happy. Are you hungry?” Joe says with a grin, already knowing the answer.
“A little bit yes” Amber says a bit self-conscious, she was actually really hungry. “But I really wanted to go the pool, have you seen it? It’s huge.”
“Well we can combine them” Joe reasons “This is an all-inclusive resort. So there will be a buffet near the pool. You just sit down and relax and I will get you whatever you want….princess”
“Deal, I’ll get changed” Amber says getting up again and opening her suitcase. Joe just changes into his swimming pants while still lying on the bed.

He rests a bit until he notices Amber’s frustration.
“No, no, no” Amber says annoyed while she rummages through her overstuffed suitcase.
“What’s the matter?” Joe inquires.
“This!” Amber says holding up a bikini set.
“A red bikini set?” Joe says confused.
“A size small. Red bikini set” Amber sighs. “I forgot to buy new swimwear and now I packed the stuff from…you know… some pounds ago”
Joe feels his heart race, seeing the blush on Amber’s face as she held her out grown bikini in front of her.
“Well try it anyways” He urges.
“WHAT!?” Amber says a bit too loud.
“First of all it is a sting set, with plenty of string and it is elastic.” Joe says trying to sound as calm as possible. “Second of all, you have to get used to showing people your curves if you want to do this modelling stuff. And last, do you really have any other option of swimwear?”
“You just want to see me spill out of this set don’t you?” Amber says calm, giving Joe a bored look.
“I cannot deny that accusation” Joe says with a grin “But my other arguments still hold, regardless.”
“fine…” Amber sighs, Joe was right about having to feel confident about her body.
She closes the curtains she is standing for, takes of her dress, unclips her bra and wriggles out of her panties. First she tries the red top piece. She has to adjust it to her plumper breasts and the string cuts into her softer side now. Then the difficult part came, the bottom piece. Amber made the knot wider and wiggled the bottom up. She felt it push the added fat on her butt up until the fabric finally slid over her rotund butt. The fabric of the bottom fell short on each side of her butt cheeks and Amber had to pick them out all the time, but they were on. Joe felt like he might faint as he looked at his once 110 pound girlfriend. Now the 157 pound blond was struggling to fit her increased size into her old bikini. He loved how the small bulge of fat, her newly formed belly, made nice love handles as the strings of the bottom dug into her meatier hips. After complimenting her looks they head off to the pool, while holding hands. They find a nice spot and Joe heads for the buffet to get his girlfriend the food she deserves.

JOE POV
I walk to the buffet, which was in a little roofed area at the other side of the pool. I pass, past a group of young girls who obviously follow me with their eyes. God I hate these kind of hotels, way too posh for me. As I enter the roofed area I notice a woman, a couple of years older than me or Amber. She is wearing a single piece bathing suit, which does little of hiding the fact that she is quite fat. Next to this is she preparing herself a large plate of food. The group of skinny girls actually point at her and giggle. The woman must be over 250 pounds, however this did not stop her from loading up the plate with food. I smile and think to myself:
“Maybe if I’m lucky Amber will grow to such sizes as well… or bigger?”
I shake my head and focus on the task ahead. Getting Amber food! Now not just any food, I thought as I gazed over the table. Fruit, no. light drinks, no. cucumber, definitely not. salad, no. No what Amber needed right now was…. Fries, half a plate of it. Four hamburger paddies. fried chicken bites, a club sandwich drenched in greasy sauces, an nice sugary soda to stay hydrated and a milkshake for the taste. I fill two plates with the food and between the two drinks. The past weeks Ambers gain had slowed down, but with this modeling gig and him getting green light for feeding her again that was sure to change. I’m going to make sure my little princess will not be empty of food for a single moment this entire vacation!

AMBER POV
I had just applied my sunscreen and was relaxing a bit with my sunglasses on. I felt relieved that everyone was not staring me down here. Then I notice that Joe brought two heaping plates of food. My god! I sure hope one of those is for himself, judging by his grin they are both for me.
“Oh, Joe that is way too much” I say as he sits down next to me.
“just relax and eat as much you can” He says “And then one bite more”
He is lucky I’m really hungry so I dig in. It feels weird to indulge in public like this, while my bikini is obviously already strained. I continue to eat, sometimes grabbing something myself, sometimes letting Joe feed me. Why did this feel so good? I don’t want to be fat, but the food, the gentle touch of Joe. It all felt so right. I see a woman walking past us in a black single piece bathing suite. God she had to be at least 250 pounds. Thankfully I pray that for me it will just be 20 more pounds and then nothing more!

Neutral POV
Two weeks had past and while Amber was having a good time, never before had two weeks been so focused around food. Joe made sure that from the moment she woke up to when they both fall asleep, there would be plenty of food. Her exercises during this holiday could be considered minimal. During most of it Amber was not thinking about her weight at all. They had still made great strides to ensure this was still a fun vacation. If all they did was make amber eat they could have stayed home! So he took her to recline on beaches, bus tours and boat tours of the sights around the island. Amber very nearly would have forgotten the ulterior purpose of this trip had it not been the snacks she was constantly being handed during the days and the exotic restaurant buffets she was taken too every night. She felt like she was just enjoying her princess treatment. Today they were relaxing again on their private balcony. Joe had ordered room service like so many this holiday. Amber was just enjoying the sun, she a nice tan going on and with the bikini too small, she actually had minimal tan lines. Joe walks onto the balcony and puts a glass of wine and a small cake on the table next to her. Amber lifts herself on her elbows and puts her sunglasses on her head.
“Jeez an entire cake” Amber says with a huff.
“Yes and it is all for you” Joe says rubbing her small belly.
“Babe, there is so much sugar and butter in there” Amber says with short laugh.
“So? That will only help with making your butt bigger and that belly rounder” Joe says a bit too blunt. He quickly forks up some cake and feeds it to Amber so she can’t complain. With barely anytime to swallow, the next fork full already presents itself at Amber’s lips. Bite for bite is fed to Amber. Joe’s free hand reaches to her little potbelly. He softly massages the newly developed softness while he continues feeding her.
“mpffff…. I’m full” Amber says breathy with a her mouth still full. There is less than a quarter of the cake left.
“Just a bit more” Joe says gentle, while already forking up the next bite.
“No really I’m full” Amber says a bit nasal after another couple of bites “My tummy is starting to ache.”
“That just means your stomach is stretching a bit, which is good.” Joe says with a sweet smile. He softly glides his hand along the curve of Amber’s belly. Her belly was now actually rounded out a bit, because of the amount of food inside. “Just a bit more and then you finished it all.”
“I ate the entire cake?” Amber groans, feeling a bit ashamed.
“almost” Joe says pushing her lips for the second last bite. When she reluctantly eats the last bite Joe kisses her and rubs her distressed stomach some more. Then he fits the last bite into his girlfriends mouth. Amber slumps into her chair and massages her belly.
“so. Much. cake” She huffs. “I’m never eating ANYTHING again”
“That was wonderful sweetie” Joe says placing a kiss on Amber’s head. “You did really well.”
Joe would give her two hours rest, she earned it. Then it was time for a small snack again.

-A week later-
They had barely returned from their vacation or Amber already had the next event on her agenda. The day after tomorrow she would meet up with an old college friend of hers, Kris. Today they were resting from their trip. They had a week left before Amber would start at Olivia’s company and Joe would have his next assignment.
“Love the look of those pajamas ” Joe says as Amber is brushing her hair in the bathroom.
“I bet you do” Amber says cocking her eyebrow.
The pajamas in question were large baggy trousers and wide shirt, made out of a soft material. Or at least they used to be baggy. The elastic waistband was actually pressing into Amber’s softer flanks and had lost its bagginess around her now rather round butt. The shirt was still quite wide, but did get filled a bit better by Amber now.
“What does my princess want to eat for breakfast?” Joe asks as he walks into the bathroom as well.
“Surprise me” Amber says tying her hair in a long tail.
“Bacon, sausages and couple of waffles it is then” Joe says as he puts his hands around Amber’s waist and kisses her neck. “A pretty breakfast for a pretty lady. Talking about pretty, what does a pretty little lady like you weigh?”
“You just want to know how well you did during our vacation” Amber says breaking free of Joe’s embrace, turning around and placing her hands on her hips. Joe just smiles and grabs the scale, making a little bow for Amber to pass. Amber sighs, but walks to the scale. She wanted to act like she didn’t care too much, but in fact she did care. This part scared her the most, the actual numbers indicating she was slowly getting fatter. She taps the scale to activate it. Takes a deep breath and gets on the scale. The led screen blinks and indicates a weight of 164.5 pounds.
“Holy…” Amber starts.
“Seven pounds” Joe says pleased “Not bad”
“Not bad?” Amber says irritated.
“I mean great!” Joe swiftly makes up and kisses his angry girlfriend. “I’ll get started on breakfast.”
Amber stood there and looked at the scale. 164 pounds…. She was really starting to get overweight.

-Day after tomorrow, fancy coffee joint down town-
Amber was sitting at a table enjoying the sun a bit. She was waiting for Kris, who was late as she was usually. Kris was an adventure, the type of person that goes abroad for months. Amber didn’t mind having to wait a bit. The coffee place was close to their house and she had just finished a massive lunch of greasy taco’s. She had ordered a white chocolate café mocha. A while ago she would have never ordered a sugar bomb like this, but now Amber didn’t even think about the amount of calories in the drink. She just knew it tasted well. With two sips left Kris arrived. Amber gets up, having to pull down her ill fitting crop top and they hug and greet. Kris sits down and orders a cup of black coffee and Amber decides for another refill. They chat for a while and Kris tells crazy travel stories.
“Let’s order a bite shall we?” Kris says, her pretty British accent lined trough her speech. “I’m going to spoil myself with a piece of pecan pie”
“I’ll guess I will do the same” Amber says to the waiter. “And a vanilla syrup milkshake please”
“Talking about treating yourself” Kris says jolly. “By the way Amber, is it my imagination or have you gotten rather plump?”
“Plump…what? I…” Amber says not prepared for such a question. “Eh, yes I guess you are right. I did gain a bit of weight.”
“Thought so. I mean you carry it well, but you did develop a bit of belly. And your lower half have gotten a bit bigger. Giving those shorts some work to do” Kris says, not in an unkind way “How is the handsome and kind Joe under all of this? I mean you two were always such a perfect sporty couple. You petit and fit him tall and strong.”
“Eh Joe…. He has noticed this of course” Amber says giving her small belly a pat. She felt very embarrassed, but somehow also really excited. Her face was flushed and her heart rate increased. “So far he seems to be OK with it”
Amber lied about how Joe was the reason she was getting bigger. This made it even more exciting. The waiter arrived and delivered their drinks and pie.
“Could be that office habits are rubbing off on you.” Kris reasons as they both get started on their pie. “I mean you already had two mocha’s . That’s about 300 calories a piece. And that milkshake of 500 calories ain’t gonna help as well.”
Holy crap were there really these many calories in these drinks?
“I’m telling you because I’m your friend Amber” Kris continues “But if you keep these habits up, you might blow up like a balloon animal. And once you put on weight. And your butt rips your pants and you develop a hanging belly. It will be harder than ever to lose all that jelly.”
Kris and Amber talk a bit more about diets, before changing their conversation again. After a bit they depart again. Amber having Kris her warning fresh in her head.

“Joe” Amber says later that evening during dinner. Fried duck with mashed potatoes and enough of it to completely stuff Amber. “Be honest with me”
“Hmmm?” Joe hums from the kitchen.
“I know you like… fat women” Amber starts as she formulates her thoughts “And considering I’m over 160 pounds I guess I belong in the category of fat women now.”
“160 pounds? Babe you are hardly overweight” Joe laughs from the kitchen. ”Still my skinny little girlfriend”
“Considering I was 110, I’d say 54 pounds of fat is quite a lot” Amber says a bit insulted by Joe’s light heartedness “Now I made it clear that I prefer not to be an ounce of 170 pounds. After that I would really consider myself way too fat”
Amber takes a sip of her soda drink and puts the glass down again.
“But what about you?” Amber asks her eyes locking with Joe’s. When she had this look on her face there was no lying for Joe “What do you as a ….. bigger woman admirer think…. When is a lady too fat, at what weight would you say she is too heavy?”
“What? I…. I guess that depends per person” Joe says unsure on how to guide himself through this minefield of a conversation. “Some look best, just chubby around 170 pounds? Plenty look good above the 200 pounds. Plenty of pretty woman weigh over 250 pounds. And there are probably good ones of 300 pounds of over. I once saw picture in a magazine of a 400 pound woman who still looked good.”
“400 pounds!?” Amber says loud “What kind of woman would want to be such a pig? Or over 300 pounds? You would weigh more than three people combined! No-no-no mister don’t get crazy ideas now. 170 pounds, that’s it! I can’t imagine the shame of stepping on the scale and the figure starting with two. I wonder if I would even be able to see anything at that size or if my belly would block the few.”
“Of course babe” He says and kisses Amber on her forehead “I am already so grateful that you will try this with me. Now are you ready for dessert?”
Amber feels pleased that she made her stance clear and agrees to dessert. Joe cleans the table, but inside he feels like a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Amber might want to stop at 170 pounds. That is fine. That is if she manages to contain her apatite by then. Joe smiles and goes to retrieve an extra big extra sweet cream filled dessert.

-about a week later Diamond State Tower-
Today was Ambers first workday, she was a bit nervous as she went up with the elevator. She walks into the loft and is greeted by Dave. She had to go to a different room now, which would become her personal office. Amber feels flattered her own personal office at the top of the Diamond State Tower! She walks trough the large hallway and wonders what she actually has to do all day. What does a plus sized model do when she is not doing any shoots? She looks at the door and smiles at the engraved plate on the door “Amber Miller lead model Olivia Bernstein Plus Studios”
“Hi! You must be Amber! It is so nice to meet you, my name is Jenny!” A woman says the second Amber opens the door, almost giving her an heart attack.
The woman called Jenny shakes her head energetic and smiles a broad smile. Jenny was a tall woman in fitness clothing. She had a bit of darker shade hair than Amber and reminded Amber of a personal coach. She had to be halfway through her 30´s.
“So miss Bernstein gave me the assignment to be your personal Dietician and assistant while you are working for OBPS” Jenny says with an unmatched energy level. “I’ve worked with some real big names, all of whom are still under my guidance. I usually create diet plans for them, advice meals for the week and set out their workout regime.”
“Eh….cool” Amber says unsure how to react to Jenny. Judging by the fact that Jenny continues her story without responding or stopping, Amber thinks her answer did not matter in the slightest.
“Now your case is a bit special, where most models need to lose weight or stabilize their weight. You need to add some pounds. Also not the first model that needed that, but usually it’s around five pounds.” Jenny continues “Now this does keep your workout regime very simple, do some stretches that you like to stay flexible and that is it. No in fact workout as least as possible, try to waste as least calories as possible. You have a car right?”
“Yes. I do” Amber says trying to progress the barrage of information.
“Excellent! Use it as much as possible, gas cost will be covered by the company” Jenny continues “If you ever have a party you can order a cab.”
“You guys are really fanatic” Amber says a bit overwhelmed “Is all of this really necessary”
“Well of course. Having you gain weight is part of your job now so of course we take it seriously” Jenny says her white smile not fading. “Maybe see this from the company’s perspective. For all the time that you are getting paid, but you are not up to size. The money is wasted. Now wasted sounds mean, so because we expect this to go smooth. Let’s call it invested, but the sooner money can return to the company from your shoots the better. So that is why we want a fast gain. Growing you bigger and bigger the fastest we can is also a virtue in your….department”
“Right, up until 170 pounds” Amber says, trying to make it sound like she is standing her ground. “155 plus 15, so 170”
“..Right” Jenny says after a short silence “Speaking of which, we first need to weigh you. That way we can track your progress. Now just step on this scale and we can get started right away. You can strip down to your underwear”
Jenny presents a scale in the corner of the office. Amber feels a little vertigo when she looks at the scale. Like the machine could potentially hurt her. Amber feels a little apprehensive, but decides to be professional about it. She strips down and gets on the scale it gives a short beep and immediately indicates a weight of 165.7. Another pound in just a week.
“Great! That weight gives you a BMI of 28.4. Meaning you are already overweight” Jenny says casual. “Now since this is all new and stuff, I propose a projected diet that will contain roughly 6500 calories per day. This will be over four times the amount daily recommended calories.”
Amber feels a little apprehensive this was all going quite fast.
“Now if you could have a seat we can get started on your work routine” Jenny says as she puts some numbers in a tablet. “Being a model is a full time job, meaning you have to do some of the eating at home”
“That won’t be a problem” Amber reluctantly thinks as she thinks of Joe making her meals.
“Now that means that before you arrive to the office you need to have eaten an some snacks already.” Jenny continues “When you are here you can start your day of with some snacks of your liking. Then a meal at ten in the morning, then you have time to relax. Then at two there will be another meal and at six a last meal. Once you are home I would advise you to have a sort of second dinner late in the evening or just some heavier snacks, making sure you go to bed with food in your stomach.”
Jenny folds her hands and gives Amber a broad smile again, perhaps in an attempt to comfort her.
“Now in between meals you are allowed to do anything you want, during which we encourage you to snack” Jenny says “The upper ten floors of this building are all reserved for models singed by miss Bernstein. There are plenty of relaxing rooms, tanning rooms, game rooms and there is even a large gym. Though for obvious reasons this gym is of limits for your of course”
Jenny gives a friendly chuckle which gives Amber the shivers.
“Now for your first meal you will eat pancakes, simple as that!” Jenny says excited “Just eat as many as you can, but do try to really push yourself. Remember you are not just eating for fun now, it is also your job. I also add in some healthy stuff so you can enjoy that as well. I am a health dietician after all.”
After Jenny typed in some stuff on the tablet a young woman in a hotel like outfit shows off. Drops off the plates of pancakes and leaves discretely again. Amber looks at the plate, there was a large stack of pancakes, drenched in syrup. Accompanying them was a milkshake and a glass of soda. There was also fruit and some yogurt.
“Bon apatite! I will update your food log app for you and it will give you a signal when it is time for your next meal” Jenny says moving towards the door “We will see each other at two again. Now you just focus on eating and then you are free to do whatever.”
The door closes and Amber is left with the stack. This was all just so…. Weird. After staring the pancakes down for a minute Amber sighs and picks up her cutlery. She takes a bite of the pancakes and her eyes go wide. These were amazing, they must employ top chefs here. A little bit happier Amber continues eating. Chunk after chunk of sugary pancake goes into her mouth. Filling her stomach up further and further. Until she slows down because she is full. Amber hesitates a little, but notices the camera in the corner of her office. She takes a deep breath and continues stuffing herself. Why did it feel so good to be so full?

-Meanwhile in Olivia Bernstein’s office.
Jenny and Olivia contently watch the camera feed, which shows a chubby blond indulgencing on pancakes.
“I think you might be right” Jenny says, her smile as usual her voice as energetic as just now. “She will make a good candidate. How did you ever convince someone to grow fat for your company?”
“Told her she is doing plus size modelling” Olivia says with a power hungry look. “Just wait till she meets Isa”
“Isa is back, thought she was done?” Jenny says looking up to Olivia “Besides plus size and getting really fat is something else. She was talking about 170 pounds max.”
“Like it matters to me what she wants” Olivia says turning to Jenny “The revenue in that business could be potentially huge! And that is what I want, so if I have to fatten that blond up for that. That will happen! And Isa… She is special. She likes this too much to say no. She knows I want it. Then it happens. Besides I got Isa in my pocket”

-Two days later-
JOE POV
“God her butt is getting juicy” I think as I watch Amber struggle to get on her jeans. I smile as that struggle seems to get tougher by the week. Amber catches my eyes in the mirror and gives me a stern look.
“Are checking out my butt?” She says a sly smile on her lips. Her pants still on her chunky thighs “It really is getting big isn’t it?”
“Butt? What butt?” I tease.
“This one” Amber responds as she softly taps her own behind. Causing it to jiggle, I feel faint.
She is really getting wider as well, giving her a cute muffin top and nice thick hips.
“Are my eyes deceiving me or is that thong rather snug?” I say knowing what will happen.
“Oh shut up!” Amber says blushing, adjusting her panties. “You know these panties look like this because of you!”
I nod pleased and just hope that if it is really because of me, that she soon will be bursting right out of those panties!
“Do you really like this?” Amber continues, sounding a bit insecure “”You know plumper thighs, a bigger butt, plump arms….A belly!”
Amber demonstratively shakes her belly and pouts. The faintness of before increases as blood rushes away from my brain. The chubby blond that my girlfriend has become asked me if I like her thick thighs, soft butt, increasing belly and softer arms. All I could do is grin and try to say as cool as possible:
“I love it…. And every single once you add to that beautiful figure. Only makes me love you more” I say, trying to sound romantic. The moment is slightly ruined because Amber laughs at my try to be a Casanova. Ah well, as long as she is happy with gaining. I couldn’t wish for a thing in the world!

Neutral POV
-A day later-
Amber couldn’t believe the turn of events her life had taken. She was driving to her work with a smile while sipping her cream coffee drink. Work was a big word as well, since all she had to do was enjoy food cooked by Michelin star cooks. Amber runs her finger along the sore edge of her jeans. They were digging in her meatier sides. This slightly disrupts her good mood, but not enough to ruin it. She couldn’t believe it, but at the bottom of the balance she felt happy with how things were going. The negative things were her increasing waistline and her quickly shrinking wardrobe. The positive things included eating amazing food whenever she wanted. Eating to her hearts content multiple times per day. More affection from Joe than ever before and a relaxed career with a promising future. Things were going well.

Meanwhile Olivia Bernstein was on her way to a bit of a hipster bistro to have a coffee meeting with an old acquaintance of her. Oliva steps out of her car and her drive goes to find a spot nearby. She walks into the almost empty place and sits down, orders a cup of coffee and reads the newspaper. Soon after the bell at the door rings and the clicking of boots is heard. Oliva puts her paper down and smiles friendly at the woman who walked up to her table.
“Isa, so lovely to see you” Olivia says sweet “How are you”
The woman looks like she is not happy to see Olivia. The woman is tall, probably slightly taller than Oliva. She has raven black hair shaved up on one side and combed over to the other side. Her skin is pale contrasted by her dark eye shading and lipstick. She wears a short leather jacket underneath that she wears dark skinny jeans accentuating her slender and long legs. At the end of which she was wearing heavy black leather boots with heels. All in all the girl gave off a punk-rebel look, but what was perhaps most striking was the fact that she has two differently colored eyes. The left one was blue the right one brown.
“Olivia” The woman says strained, like she is holding back frustration. “You want something from me?”
“Please Isa, sit down” Olivia motions to the chair across while they are both supplied with coffee “We have things to discuss”
Isa looks at the chair and sits down, obviously not comfortable in the situation. Olivia enjoys the silence a bit, blows on the cup of coffee and takes a tiny sip.
“So how is little Lilly doing?” Olivia says, immediately noticing a small twitch in Isa’s face.
“She is… fine” Isa says “We … still have a….thing”
“I bet you do” Olivia says giving Isa a smile “Remember the good old times when both of you were modeling for me”
Isa just looks away, like she is looking for the waiter. She is however avoiding Olivia’s gaze.
“The two of you so pretty and diverse. Made me invest all that money in photoshoots, networking, education and I even helped you when you needed money for your parents” Olivia says taking another tiny sip. “And you two even hooked up with each other. A true modern love story. Thank god I have an excellent legal department giving me plenty of good contracts with all my models.”
Isa, who is not used to being nervous, looks at Olivia like a child about to be scolded by its mother.
“Lilly such a tall and slender girl, pretty and kind too” Olivia says her facial expression getting more serious. “And you tall, slender, but more fierce a real rebel. The perfect couple”
Isa was obviously getting more nervous and she took off her leather jacket. Revealing a black top and her bare arms. On one of which a detailed and colorful skull was tattooed with flowers around it and the text ‘vitae, mors, amore’.
“Then Lilly got plumper. At first I didn’t notice. Then I thought it was just some winter weight, but soon I realized she was gaining weight like there was no tomorrow” Olivia says her story picking up pace “At first I thought this was like a personal issue of hers. But then I realized a connection. Someone was making her eat this much, someone made sure she stuffed herself silly and fed her beyond that point. Someone was making her fat. That connection, that someone…. Was you of course”
Olivia sips her drink while giving Isa a cold look.
“you know at first I thought you were just Jealous. Lily was taking a bit too much of your limelight so you were trying to get her to 'waddle' her way off your stage. But when I fired her and you two stayed together?” Olivia continues her narrative.
“What do you want?” Isa says trying to gain some control over the conversation, but Olivia takes another sip and continues.
“You made on of my most promising models so fat… How much was she at the end? 204 pounds?” Olivia says, not getting a response. “But you didn’t just make her fat. No you made her into a real fatty, who just wants to eat and despises exercise. A former top model! How is her diet going anyway?”
“Things are fine. Now what do you want?” Isa says more irritated now “We are paying you, your goddamn money so if this is just to chat I am not interested!”
“Fine? Last thing I heard she still 70 pounds to fat, struggling to even get under 195 pounds” Olivia says not bothered by Isa getting angry “And you are indeed paying me, but that is going slow. Besides living in a one room apartment in a rundown neighborhood is romantic, but no life for the both of you. Don’t you think Lilly deserves better?”
Isa’s eyes spit fire and Olivia just smiles, she had her where she wanted Isa. Isa fumbles for a cigarette, which she tries to light with a poorly functioning lighter.
“Still smoking? Such a bad habit, I bet Lilly would not like this” Olivia says while she retrieves a silver zippo with her initials and hands it to Isa “Now let’s talk business. I am here to provide you with an opportunity to improve your situation. The whole situation with you and Lilly made me realize a business opportunity.”
Isa gives her a distrusting look while the end of the cigarette lights up.
“So there is this new model, Amber is her name” Oliva starts folding her hands “Now she has recently already gotten a bit plump. By the time I’ll introduce her to you she will be around 170 pounds.”
Oliva is pleased to see that Isa’s attention spiked when she mentioned Amber’s weight.
“Now all you have to do is do what you like to do. You know… stimulate her appetite” Olivia says “This time, all will be filmed and you can live out any fantasies that you want. As long as it sells”
“What makes you think I would work for you again….After everything” Isa says in a low voice.
“Two reasons” Olivia says firm “First of all, you love this stuff. You’re like an addict. Your desires are poison to those around you, but you do really love Lilly. So where will you find your fix anyway? Second reason, I pretty much own the both of you. Besides you will start making some real money…Unless you want to keep working in costumer service, I’m sure that is a good job for someone with your personality”
Isa’s look is still angry as she presses the cigarette in the ash tray.
“I’m listening” She finally sighs, making Oliva smiles. Olivia retrieves a large amount of papers including a picture of Amber when she was just 110 pounds. Now it was time for Olivia to close the deal

-A week later
Amber and Joe were driving to the city center for a nice night out. First a restaurant, then a nice theater play. Amber loved these kind of cliché romantic evenings. What she loved less was that her new and beautiful black gala dress was already feeling tight. Joe however just insisted that it only made her look better. Joe for once was also dressed up, something that Amber liked. Normally he looks a bit dorky, but sweet. Now he looked handsome like secret agent from a movie. They drove till they arrived at fancy, but not too outrageously exclusive, grill restaurant. Joe had selected it and reserved them a spot, so they could sit straight away. They both get fancy wine and some bread while they decide the main menu. At least that is what Amber expected. Soon she notices that the menu doesn’t have any prices. She looks trough the menu again until she notices the front of the menu says: ”All-you-can-eat”
“Joe” She says threating pointing her finger to the words “Is this the reason that you wanted to go here with me?”
“Busted” Joe immediately admits “But aren’t you a little curious how much you can eat at a place like this?”
Amber gives him an angry look.
“And if you make sure to eat our money worth of food. I will go with you to one of those musicals that I hate” He quickly offers as persuasion. Amber pouts and puffs her cheeks. “Please”
“Fine” She finally admits and soon a waiter arrives. They order food and soon they receive it. They both eat and order again. The dishes are not too large so they go for a third round. Joe is content with how much he has eaten, but urges Amber to go on. So Amber orders a fourth plate…. And later a fifth. Then Amber is stuffed with fried meats and other small dishes. She feels ashamed of how much she has eaten, especially in public. However she also feels excitement and Joe looks at her like she is a goddess. They go to the theater, during which Joe insists on buying snacks in the break. Which Amber ends up eating. When they get home they sit on the couch and Joe gets her ice cream. The evening continues with spoon feeding her bits of ice cream during a movie and ends when they go up stairs for a sensual night.

-A week later-
Jenny was patiently waiting near the scale for Amber to get on. Amber was in no hurry since she hated the weigh ins. She dressed down, revealing her plumper body and walked up. She felt very conscious of all the new jiggling her body did. Her thighs rubbed against each other, her belly bounced and most of all her butt jiggled a lot. Jenny seemed too professional to even glance at this, which made Amber feel slightly better. She got on the scale and watched, looking down she actually saw her own belly sticking out a bit now. The short beep and finally the answer: 171,1 pounds. Amber gasps a bit that she over shot her target weight, but Jenny just nods pleased as she enters the figures in her tablet.
“So that means we are done right?” Amber says suddenly lighting up “No more ridiculous diet. No more gaining”
Jenny looks at her for a second like a computer who’s central processing unit got stuck. Then her fake smile returns.
“I’ll check up with Olivia for that” Jenny leaves the room leaving Amber feeling eerie. What did she mean have to check up? 170 was the deal, right?

When Olivia walks in, supported by Jenny and Dave on either side, Amber has the feeling like trouble is brewing.
“Congratulations on reaching 170 pounds” Olivia says “Now the real work can begin”
“Y-yeah glad the gaining part is over though” Amber says, immediately pressing for her point.
“Over? Things are just beginning” Olivia says sitting down across Amber and putting her contract on the table “Perhaps you should look through your contract again. I got it copied and highlighted the parts to which you should point your attention”
Amber wants to ask questions, but instead decides to take a look at the papers that Olivia pushed towards her. It all seemed normal until she got to parts which she had skipped earlier. Her mouth slowly falls open as she reads the lines. Lines such as:

”The model will start her minimum calorie intake at 6000, which she is legally obligated to reach unless unforeseen conditions arise (Section 22-C). A licensed dietician (Company dietician) can upscale this intake by a maximum of ten (10) percent per four week evaluation period”

“All week activities for OBPS studios will partake in a studio environment, allowing the publication of video material”

“The model will cooperate with other models to create profitable content”

“Increasing body mass is essential for the purpose of the studio, to which the model will do her best to achieve a highest possible increase.”
“This contract is legally binding until one of the parties steps out, after which a termination period is initiated.”

The rest of the contract is full on legal terms which pretty much bind Amber down to the company. If she did chose to leave without Olivia’s permission she would face fines that would throw her and Joe into unrecoverable debt.
“What is all this?” Amber says feeling dizzy.
“This is the start of Olivia Bernstein Plus Studios” Olivia says excited “A special studio which will cater towards the feederism, fetish market. With you as the lead model and Isa in a supporting role.”
“B-but you said… that I would be a plus size model” Amber says in disbelieve.
“Technically you are. The only thing different is that you have to concern yourself with getting bigger all the time” Olivia says simple. “It will be enjoyable for you, you can just eat and relax and enjoy the ride”
“And get fat!” Amber says angry.
“And that” Olivia says cool. “Now for today you can go home, from tomorrow on you will be working with Isa. She will then be in charge of your…. Body mass increase and will get access to your account of our app. From then on we will constantly be filming you and Isa. Now it is your, but mostly Isa’s job to make sure that this will be interesting for the market we are catering towards.”
Oliva smiles and gets up again. Leaving a stunned Amber behind. A bit later Amber goes home to study the contract with Joe.

“This is criminal! We should go to the media with this story” Joe says furious.
“Not possible, that is also under the contract” Amber says somber sitting on the couch.
“Fuck the contract!” Joe says
“Joe please…. We cannot lose everything over this” Amber says
“Then…. Then what?” Joe asks hopeless. He liked the idea of his girlfriend getting bigger, but not by the hand of an evil cooperation.
“Nothing…. I will get…. Fatter, just as the contract says” Amber says “And once it is possible I will get out.”
“How long will that take?” Joe asks.
“Until a certain optimal revenue curve has been reached. So god only knows” Amber says somber. “Now I will go to bed early. I’m skeptical of how things are going to work tomorrow, with this Isa person.”
Amber slumps of to the bedroom and Joe feels bad about the whole situation. This was not helped by the fact he soon had to leave on a trip again.

The next morning Amber drags her feet into her office, unsure on what to expect. She opens the office door and is surprised by the amount of changes that had been done to her office. The large table now had the chair across the middle taken out and instead there was a camera on a bipod standing there now. The tiny kitchen has been reconstructed. It used to be a small sink and a counter with a microwave. Now it was a large counter with a huge double doored fridge, a fryer, large pantries and a separate freezer. The counter of the kitchen was filled with machines, mixers, blenders, toasters and a coffee machine. The wall on the far side, next to the widows, had large mirrors attached to them now and the scale was in the same corner. Both this corner and the kitchen was supplied with multiple cameras. Amber is startled a bit a she notices a tall girl, with shaved up hair black hair on one side, standing in the corner. She has two different colored eyes, which give her a pretty complexion.
“H-hi I am Amb-” Amber starts, but is cut off.
“Amber yeah I know, I’m Isa. Sit down so I can explain to you how things are going to work from now on” Isa says as she walks to the table. And stands across from where Amber sits.
“So you are the new pretty plump girl that is going to get fat” Isa says cold, almost irritated. “Now let’s be clear about our task. Your most important tasks are eating and drinking whatever stuff I put in front of you. The only concern that you should have is fitting as much fattening food into your stomach as possible. Your second task links to your first, which is making sure you get fatter”
Amber tries to say something but is stopped by Isa.
“I’m not done” She says stern “My tasks are making sure you get fatter and fatter. To stuff that gut of yours till you can barely breath. Now don’t try any empathy reasoning on me. It won’t work and pisses me off. Besides I have my own reasons to do this and also, I love this shit. Making pretty blondes like you blow up with fat. Gives me the thrills. Now another task of me is to make for interesting content. You will see what this means.”
“B-but this was a trap. Olivia set me up!” Amber tries to reason with the punk girl “I don’t want to get fat”
“Don’t give a fuck” Isa says with a wicked smile “I knew another girl who didn’t want to get fat. She was so skinny…. By the time I was done with her she was 60 pounds too heavy. So be prepared. Now Julia informed me that you are 171 pounds now. So we will get started on increasing that, meanwhile how about you tell me how much you used to weigh? You know even from before this whole ‘modelling thing’ ”
The tall girl grabs a box of donuts and drops them in front of Amber. The donuts were large and cream filled.
“Get eating” She orders. She sees that Amber hesitates and smiles wickedly “Eat now. Or I will swear I will stuff every single one of them into you.”
Amber wants to be hesitant, but something about Isa makes her do as she is told.
“So… how much?” Isa says impatient. Isa seen the pictures of a skinny Amber already. She just wanted to hear Amber say it herself.
“110” Amber answers uncertain, muffled by the donuts.
“Excellent. Now a difference between Jenny and me will be that she tries to balance out your diet. Add some fruit. Some healthy stuff… blah...blah …blah” Isa says bored as Amber gets started on the first donut. “Not me. No I just want your stomach as full as humanly possible with as much fat and calories as we can. And trust me, I’m good at that job.”
Amber had just finished the first donut or Isa was already handing her the second. This girl was crazy! Is was dominant to say the least. She was fanatic about it as well. Obviously enjoying the power she held, but there was also cropped up anger than she had whenever she handed Amber a donut. After eight donuts Amber stomach feels tout and she refuses the next donut.
“I’m full” Amber says with a sigh.
“No you are not” Isa says stern and offers the ninth donut again.
“No really. I am” Amber says a bit annoyed.
“Eat the donut” Isa says threating “I will decide when you’ve eaten enough”
“What the hell is your pro-” Amber says, but can’t finish her sentence as Isa crams in a donut and holds her nose shut, causing Amber to quickly chew the donut away.
“Are you crazy?!” Amber shouts.
“You bet I am” Isa says her eyes twinkling “Now eat another donut. Then you’ve had enough.”
Amber feels afraid of the woman and reluctantly eats the next donut, causing her belly to ache. Isa smiles, she will make sure this girl grows in to a nice and fat piggy.

Isa made Amber eat more at each meal than she had ever done before. It was humiliating, infuriating and caused her stomach to ache after each meal, but there was also something else. Something, weird, something deep, deep inside of Amber. Something….exciting? It was that same feeling as she had when she met with her friend Kris or when she got really stuffed at that all-you-can-eat. This didn’t make any sense! No one wants to get fat!....Right?

-Two weeks later-
Amber’s gain was picking up speed. This much was obvious, how much she weighed exactly now was unclear. Isa told her that Amber only had to get on the scale when she asked. At home Amber didn’t want to stand on the scale out of her own decision. Isa was… something different. She was rough in handling when it came to food, but she was kind and caring when Amber’s belly was painfully full. Meanwhile back at home things had cooled down a little bit. Joe had been feeling too guilty to prepare is over nutritious meals for Amber. Right now they were relaxing in the living room as a rainy Sunday afternoon passed them by. Around two Ambers phone went into a buzzing frenzy, like it has been doing the previous weekend as well. Amber sighs as she looks at her phone and tries to shut off the alarm. Joe looked up from his thoughts and watched his girlfriend struggle with the phone.
“It’s that awful app I need to have for work” Amber says annoyed “it allows Isa to send me messages and she is always bothering me that I need to fill in my meals. Even in the weekend!”
Amber puts what she has eaten today and notices something. Even though it wasn’t too much, it was still over 2000 calories already. An message from Isa appears on her screen : “Pathetic”
Amber shakes her head and notices Joe’s staring.
“2000 calories already and she calls it pathetic” She explains “This is ridiculous”
“So I’ve been thinking” Joe starts “You are going to gain weight. One way or another… due to that contract”
“Yes” Amber sighs.
“So consider this plan” Joe says carefully “My reasoning is the following. The faster you reach whatever goal they have in mind for you. The better, right? Now that crazy woman at your work is already trying everything to make sure of this. Now we can’t fight against this, but we can at least show them that this type … relationship is stronger when there is love in the game!”
“What are you getting at?” Amber says confused.
“I’m saying, let us go all out as well. Show them we are the better team, than some corporate fat cats!” Joe says with some of his excitement back “We will show them that when we are together we are better than everything. I will cook you a meal ever evening late, with all the love and care that I can. Providing you with food and love! Not like that… Isa.”
“Joe I’m not sure abo-” Amber says as she thinks of Joe’s proposal.
“And every weekend I will treat you like a princess! Nothing, but the best for you.” Joe continues “Anything to make up for how I fucked up.”
Joe stares at the ground afraid to meet his girlfriends gaze. Amber gets up and sits down next to him. She playfully bumps her shoulder into his and Joe looks up. He looks at her kindly smiling face and feels calmed already.
“Well then..” Amber says soft in a smoky way. “How about you show your princess what you are worth and get to cooking a real meal?”
Joe clears up fanatically kisses her and gets up, marching his way into the kitchen. That evening Isa checks her app and is surprised to see that in that evening Amber made up 2000 calories. Isa grins she didn’t know what caused this, but god knows she didn’t care.