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Hannah was lying in her bed she had woken up before her alarm had gone off and she was staring at the celling. The two weeks of gaining shakes had past, thankfully. Now a week later the seasonal break of soccer was almost over and tomorrow she could go to the training again. There was one thing that worried her though. Hannah was gaining weight, much against her own desire. Hannah knew for sure she was gaining weight due a multitude of reasons. A logic one would be to reason from her energy intake, never in her life would she imagine she would consume so many calories and fats day in day out. With such a diet a person is bound to gain weight. A second obvious reason is that Hannah noticed the slight differences. How her belly hung just a bit more over her waistband. How it was just a bit tougher to lift those jeans that fitted tight last week. The third reason was as always a harsh wakeup call. Hannah had to order new clothing, going up a size, again. Hannah had tried to put off buying new clothes as much as possible, for financial and pride reasons. But she had to give in. This time she had ordered new panties, since the old ones wedged between her butt cheeks and left red markings on her waist. The worst part was that Rosa had walked in just as she opened the delivery package. Curiously and oddly excited had she rushed in to look at what Hannah was unpacking.
“Oh-la-la, those are cute” Rosa had commented as Hannah stood there frozen with the pink panties with a heart in the middle of the waistband. “Jeans size 14? You finally made it into the large category.” Rosa liked to tease Hannah a bit, but her tone wasn’t necessarily mean. It was her last comment that bothered her the most.
“Finally decided to buy some big girl panties” Rosa had causally said as she strolled into the kitchen to start cooking Hannah’s next fattening meal “How long do you think they will last?”
This was what disturbed Hannah the most, how casually Rosa said it. Like asking about the weather or plans for the summer. Hannah had not reacted and just took her stuff to her room, feeling her cheeks burn. This had been yesterday, but there was one last development that was bothering Hannah more and more. It was the feeling of hunger, Hannah wasn’t sure why (Daisy’s stimulants) but recently she found herself feeling hungrier. Not only did she have an odd craving for food much faster than you would expect for someone with Hannah’s diet. Next to this faster yarning for food, there had also been a slight change in her habit. When she saturated the first bit of the gnawing feeling in her stomach, she still wanted…. More. The last bit about her hunger feelings was that it seemed to become more unbearable. This was what disturbed her the most, she had actually woken up earlier this morning than intended because she had felt her stomach rumble. Again her stomach rumbles and Hannah puts a hand on her soft midsection feeling her belly fat. She curls up to quench the feeling in her midsection, but it doesn’t matter. She looks at the clock and rolls her eyes, still an hour and half till breakfast. She had to eat something, now! Hannah gets out of bed, swiftly puts on her pajama pants a lose shirt and she grabs her zipper sweater. The sweater was way too small for her as she feels it is actually tight around her arms and doesn’t nearly reach as far as her shirt. Hannah looks down and whispers to herself.
“No way I can zip this thing up”
She looks at how far her belly bulges out between the hanging ends of the sweater. Her stomach rumbles again, Hannah curses and makes her way to the hallway. It is silent, thankfully Rosa hasn’t started cooking yet so she might never see Hannah eat before breakfast.

Hannah tip-toed into the kitchen, it was quiet and clean in the kitchen. Rosa kept the kitchen in perfect condition Hannah looks at the large fryer and lifts her upper lip in disgust. For a second she thought about sabotaging the machine, but that wouldn’t help her. The feeling of hunger hits her again and she swiftly goes to the upper kitchen cabinet above the counter. Sugary snacks, chips, cartons of chocolate milk, cookies to take away and many more snacks.
“I could just eat something healthy” Hannah mumbles as she reaches for the top shelf to see what is there. Doing this her belly becomes visible as her shirt slides up “Does Rosa even keep any normal food here? How could she possible not gain anything with all this food around?”
Hannah searches some more, but her stomach grumbles again and more intense.
“Fine, I’ll just take whatever.” Hannah sighs grabbing a package of chocolate covered cream filled oatmeal cookies. “One and then I’m going back to bed”
Hannah takes a bite of her first cookie and expects her stomach to be happy about it, but the opposite happens. Her stomach reacts to the sense and smell and gurgles again. Hannah wolves down the cookie and looks at the carton.
“Guess I’ll have another one” Hannah sighs defeated, slumping her head for a second. The second cookie is gone just as fast as the first one and as Hannah reaches in the carton for the next she hears the door open. Hannah freezes and like a burglar caught breaking into a safe she looks over her shoulder to see Rosa enter. Rosa rubs her eye and yawns when she enters, but like a predator her stance changes. Looking at the chubby, tall, black haired girl snacking before her breakfast made her heart rush. Rosa swiftly moves over, Hannah brushes of some crumbs and puts the carton with cookies as far away from her as possible. As if that made it impossible to assume she was the one who was eating from it.
“Good morning Hannah” Rosa says gleeful, her gaze focused on the increasingly more red cheeks of Hannah. “Were you hungry?”
“What? eh … yeah… no? … not really” Hannah stammers not knowing how to react, she adverse her eyes as Rosa’s smile spreads further. “I thought I would help you a bit, by getting started with breakfast already” A stupid lie, Hannah didn’t know why she would say that Rosa wasn’t dumb. She would never believe it.
“Oh you just let me worry about breakfast” Rosa says getting just a bit closer. Even though Hannah is a good two inches taller than Rosa she has never felt so small next to her. Hannah notices Rosa’s well maintained brunette hair, which she had tied down into a pony tail. Like she always did when she had to cook. “You just worry about getting all that delicious food into your tummy” Rosa looks down at Hannah’s belly, the shirt still to far up, the sweater not covering it. Rosa takes the carton of cookies and looks at it.
“Might as well finish it now” Rosa says looking inside the carton “only 6 left”
“Oh no, really I had enough” Hannah says putting her arm behind her. Trying to keep her mind focused, because in reality she would love another one or two, perhaps three.
“That has never stopped you before” Rosa says getting a cookie out of the carton and holding it up. “Now eat up while I will prepare your breakfast” Reluctantly Hannah takes a bite, making Rosa smile. When the cookie is gone Rosa pokes into Hannah’s exposed gut. For a second she loses her smile in stunned admiration. It was so soft, so warm and look at how far her finger could poke into the soft fatty flesh. Rosa shakes her head and looks up again.
“Plenty of room for more” Rosa says getting the next cookie.
Rosa doesn’t have to hold the cookie up against Hannah’s lips for long, Hannah’s will breaks and Rosa gently shovels the next cookie in. Hannah chews and before the cookie is gone, the next one is already offered. Hannah obediently bites and while chewing looks at Rosa’s fixated eyes. There was something about Rosa standing so close to her, feeding her the cookies. Those big brown eyes, had a look of mockery? No it was something else, like passion or glee. Whatever it was it made Hannah feel odd, almost a bit numb. Rosa smiles and gently pushes the carton into Hannah’s hands.
“How about you finish these like a big girl?” Rosa says nodding towards the couch, sounding a bit like a mother talking to her child “And I’ll get started on your breakfast.”
Hannah isn’t really sure why, but does as she is told and sits at the couch. She turns on the television and casually munches away the cookies. Hannah turns her head towards the kitchen as she hears the sizzling sound of something being boiled in oil. Rosa turns towards her, she is now wearing her usual apron with the big red heart on it, and smiles. There were less and less days where the deep fryer wasn’t used at least once for a meal or a snack, but it was not often used for breakfast. Rosa looks at the frying pan and stirs something inside it.
“You know” She says loud, to raise her voice above the sound of the oil and the television. “I thought of nickname for you.”
“A nickname?”
“Yes” Rosa responds and turns towards Hannah “I think your nickname will be Panda, because they are large and tubby and all they do all day is sit around and eat.”
“Hey!” Hannah responds “That’s not nice at all!”
“Oh common Pandas are also really cute” Rosa says gleefully.
“You think I still look cute?” Hannah says a bit surprised after a short silence.
“What? Eh yeah sure. Whatever.” Rosa stammers, blushing that she was caught out “But that wasn’t the point. What I was saying was you eat like a 300 pound animal.”
“Oh yeah?!” Hannah says going back to being offended “Well then I will call you…. Hamster because you are small and have round cheeks…. And your hair is brown. ”
“Fine by me” Rosa responds smiling again “I like hamsters. Breakfast is ready in a few minutes.”
Breakfast had been fried dumplings and some French toast, accompanied with her spiked fruit juice and some fancy bonbons to finish it off.

The rest of the day goes on as usual, full of fattening food and Hannah’s stomach being painfully overstuffed. Each time that Hannah would complain or argue that she was really full now Rosa used that as an excuse to just shuffle on more bite into Hannah’s mouth. One way or another Rosa was always holding the ropes. After Hannah had devoured an apple pie, freshly made by Rosa, with ridiculous amounts of whip cream as dessert she made her way to her bedroom.
“Oh one more think” Rosa shouts from the kitchen as Hannah enters her room. Rosa swiftly walks up to her and enters her room without asking, nimbly stepping past Hannah. Hannah notices the rather large Tupperware container that Rosa is carrying along. She stashes the container in the cabinet of her night stand.
“It’s full of my own cupcakes” Rosa says beaming “I know you like those. So whenever you feel hungry now, you can just take one and you don’t even have to leave your bed!”
“What? Get out! I don’t need those” Hannah says embarrassed.
Rosa smiles and dashes out of the room again, leaving the container behind. Hannah sighs and shakes her head. She closes the door and lies down on the bed. She feels her stomach, covered under a soft layer of fat. Like dough waiting to be baked. At least tomorrow she could go to soccer again. Hannah thinks and she slowly fades away into sleep, smiling and thinking about scoring goals again.

To Hannah’s embarrassment had she woken up really hungry, and had her self-control not been strong enough to keep her from eating two of the rich custard filled cupcakes Rosa had given her. Now she was finishing off a monster breakfast, then she would have an hour and a half to rest and then she would go to soccer.
“Last bite” Rosa says sticking a large piece of breakfast sausage to the fork and dragging it through the grease.
“You said that three bites ago ” Hannah says with a painful expression.
“Yeah but this time there is no food left” Rosa says smiling pressing the greasy meat against Hannah’s lips. Hannah reluctantly opens her mouth and the fattening meat enters her mouth. Hannah slumps into her chair looking at her overstuffed midsection. Nowadays Hannah had a considerable bulge forming on her stomach even when she wasn´t stuffed, but after these huge meals it was considerably bigger.
“It is considerably rounder isn’t it?” Rosa says softly placing her hand on Hannah’s belly making slow circles. Hannah is a bit startled, but she doesn’t intervene. “It’s amazing how well you are doing, packing more and more into that stomach. And your belly just slowly grows out. The more you eat the rounder it gets, the rounder it gets the more you will be able to eat.” Hannah blushes when she sees Rosa looking up at her with a challenging look. She is not sure how to respond to Rosa’s tender touch, but taunting words.
“Are you sure you can’t eat anymore?” Rosa pleads, while circling around Hannah’s bellybutton with her index finger.
“No… no more” Hannah says under her breath as she shakes her head softly.
“Fine, maybe go have a rest you have to go to soccer soon right?” Rosa says smiling and getting up. Hannah nods and moves to the couch where she dozes off a bit.

-The soccer field-
Hannah arrives at the soccer field on time this time in a good mood. She was going to play again, the sport will help against her gaining weight and her stomach wasn’t painfully swollen any more. She drives her electric scooter to the stalling and passes her own bike. It was still chained to a fence where she had left it when she got an injury. The two tires were flat and the bike looked to be in poor condition.
“I should fix that soon” Hannah thought looking at her bike “But first the practice.”
Hannah walks onto the field and sees a couple of team mates standing around she joins them and for a couple of seconds the conversation falls still. But soon enough the conversation continues again, all the girl avoiding the topic of the obviously bigger Hannah. Soon enough the coach arrives and the girls move towards her. Behind her Hannah hears some whispers of the girls.
“Is it just me or did she get… even bigger?”
“No she is definitely fatter. Have you seen that her shirt barely contains that gut of her?”
“Yeah, I mean you can just see the outline of her bellybutton through it”
Hannah shrugs and walks on. The coach does a roll call and looks up surprised when he calls Hannah’s name and she raises her hand. For a second she scans her former top scorer from top to toe. The image of the skinny tall girl that would out run all opponents didn’t want to match with the image of the fat girl in front of her. Her clothing to small to properly contain her expanded figure.
The coach shakes her head and continues and when she is done she barks her orders.
“First up a condition training, report at the corner flag” She shouts just loud enough to intimate the young women around her. The girls get moving, their ponytails swaying with their steps. The coach stares at the overweight black haired girl walking away as well. Her thick thighs jiggling with each step. Her sport skirt hugging her (now) rather large behind. The coach shakes her head.
“I’m getting to old for this” She says in a tired voice, rubbing her eyes and gets going as well.

The exercise was simple, they had to sprint diagonally across the field and then jog along the side line to sprint again when they reach the corner. The girls prepare and as the couch blows her whistle the group starts sprinting. Everyone is off fast and Hannah, who was always in the front, sprinted off as well. Or at least what should be a sprint. Immediately a gap is created between her and the group. Half way through the sprint she feels her breath going as deep as possible already. The first girls have reached the other side already. When Hannah finally makes it she is by far dead last and feels her lungs burn. Her jog along the line is more of a slightly sped up walk, while she tries to catch her breath a bit. Hannah feels annoyed that which each bouncy step she can feel her newly acquired body fat jiggle. Her belly bounce up and down on the motion of her steps. Her thighs constantly rub and shake against each other, creating painful friction. When Hannah starts her second even slower sprint the group reaches the other side already. This time Hannah has to stop running halfway trough to rest up.
“Get moving miss Wade!” The coach shouts “You are too far behind”
Hannah huffs and tries to pick up speed again, a pathetic effort compared to the rest.
“Common Hannah you can do it!” Julia shouts, who is with the group now running past Hannah. Hannah grinds her teeth, but she just can’t go on like this. This was a disaster. And next up were push up and sit up.

The group stands in a circle and like a drill sergeant the coach stands in the middle. She looks around for a second and starts barking her orders again.
“Soccer is a team sport. So you will be doing the next exercise in pairs” The coach announced, she swiftly made pairs and Hannah was team upped with one of the more shy and silent girls. “First up are sit-ups the first lays on her back the other keeps her feet to the ground and counts. You have one minute to do as many as you can then you switch.”
First up was the shy girl, she gave an awkward look to Hannah. She swiftly gave a smile and got ready to do the sit-ups. Hannah counted, and saw the girl get increasingly tired. The coach whistled.
“35” Hannah says switching position with a regained feeling of confidence.
When the coach blew the whistle again Hannah got going and as she was rising up for her first sit-up her new found confidence disappeared as water on a glowing red grill. Hannah huffs and with extreme effort gets up all the way.
“One” The girl says giving her a bit of pity look. “You are doing great” She tried to encourage.
But truth was Hannah was not doing great. Not only was it much harder than she remembered, the flab on her stomach also made it tougher. Hannah struggles a bit more and the coach blows her whistle again.
“Eh … nine” The girls says, looking away “But you were doing your tenth…. So I’ll just say ten.”
The girls had to stand up and tell their results in the circle, the average was around 30. Up until Hannah had to admit that she couldn’t do more than ten. She heard some snickering and even the coach was a bit surprised, but she regained her posture.
“Next push-ups!” She shouts to quell the whispering “Your partner will make sure nothing but the tip of your nose hits the ground when doing them. If anything else hits the ground you will have to start over. You switch when you have done 22 of them. Now get going!”
The shy girl starts again and she swiftly does the exercise, it is obvious that she goes to the gym often since she makes it look like barely an effort. Then it was Hannah’s turn. She gets in position and immediately feels her arms shake. The fact that she hasn’t done any real exercise in quite some time and her increased weight made it tough for her arm muscles to keep the girl above the ground. As she goes down she feels her belly escape her shirt and Hannah blushes. As she goes down she goes up trembling even worse than before.
“one, but eh… your belly … touched the ground” The girl says, talking increasingly softer “But never mind just go on.”
Hannah’s second pushup is even worse. She goes down but can’t hold herself up anymore and collapses. She gets up again sitting on all fours and feels her cheeks burn. Meanwhile the other girls are finished and more and more are staring and the fat girl trying to proof she is fit enough for the school team. Hannah tries again, but fails again. She sits on all fours her belly hanging down, the pale flab stained with some dirt.
“That’s enough girls take a ball and warm up” The coach says solemn “Miss Wade, a word please.”

The coach takes Hannah to the side line and for a second looks straight ahead. She sighs and looks Hannah straight in the eyes.
”Hannah there is no easy way of saying this” She starts, looking at Hannah’s red cheeks from the minor exercise and the outline of her rotund belly “But I think that at the moment there is no room for you on the team.”
Hannah is shocked and she feels tears welling up.
“I think it is best for you to go home now” The coach puts a comforting hand on her shoulder “And take this advice, try to lose some weight. And when you do, you can try again for the team.”
Hannah is lost for words and instead of trying to bargain she just clutches her fists and looks down. She nods and walks of the field. She goes straight past her bike and gets on her electric scooter and races off as fast as the machine would allow. Hannah felt awfully ashamed and the worst part was… she was hungry.

-Back in the apartment-
Rosa was doing some work for her study, humming along with a cheesy song. She heard the front door being opened and rushed footsteps coming closer. Rosa looked at the clock as Hannah entered and was a bit surprised.
“Home already?” Rosa says with a smile that fades as she sees Hannah’s expression “How did it go?”
“Awful” Hannah retorted short and made her way to her room. Rosa waited for a second, but went after Hannah feeling concerned. Rosa softly knocked on the door and opened the door. Hannah was lying curled up around a pillow on the bed. She muttered something, but didn’t turn around. Rosa sits next to her on the bed.
“Common Hannah” Rosa says friendly “Talk to me. What happened”
She puts her hand on Hannah’s shoulder and rubs it gently.
“Throw it all out” Rosa continues “I’m here to listen.”
Hannah is hesitant, but the dams are ready to burst and slowly but surely she tells Rosa everything. Not just from the training, but from her whole experience of getting bigger. Rosa listens like a friend and gives advice, but then a sound disrupts the intimate moment. Hannah’s stomach makes a violent growl and Hannah curls up further, indicating that the empty stomach generated a very unpleasant feeling for the overweight black haired girl. Rosa sits for a second, but then decides to take her changes.
“Hannah…. Maybe you will feel better … after you eat something?” She says kindly “Come to the living room I just finished your favorites… those cupcakes that I make for you.”
Hannah lies still for a while, but her stomach growls again. She gets up and stands in the hallway.
“I would like one” Hannah says trying to maintain some dignity, knowing she will wolf down more than one “Just so they won’t go to waste, but let me change first”
Rosa got up with a smile and walked past the overly plump Hannah towards the living room. After a minute Hannah appears again, changed from her clinging sport clothing into some more baggy clothing. Rosa’s smile was becoming wider. The way for Hannah to get over her obsession with soccer, was to develop a new obsession. And let this be the stage in her live where that obsession will be… food. Lot’s of it and the most fattening forms of it. And Rosa could provide it to her. Rosa rubs her hands as they enter the living room.

“It’s just… all so out of control” Hannah says taking a bite of her third muffin so far “like… no offence to you, but Julia is a crazy bitch.”
“Oh I know” Rosa responds calm “But you know how things go, my mother knows her mother, we’ve known each other since childhood. Etcetera. Etcetera” Twirling her hands to the etcetera words.
Rosa and Hannah are sitting on the couch, the bin with cup cakes in between them like they were sharing them. Truth was that Hannah was eating all of it, of course. While they calmly chat about everything that is wrong with the world and their personal lives, Hannah just eats. She doesn’t seem to notice it herself even. As the fourth cupcake is entering Hannah’s hands Rosa tells a bit about herself. How it wasn’t as easy as one might think to grow up as a single child in a prestige family. How strict her parents were with everything, how her grandmother was the only one that she could really talk to. After a short silence Hannah finishes the fourth muffin.
“Is that why you are doing this?” Hannah says looking at the muffins with hesitation for a second, but then taking the next.
“Excuse you?” Rosa says confused.
“In the beginning, you told me you have always wanted a fat friend” Hannah says “Is that because it wouldn’t fit in with the perfect world picture of your parents? Like kind of a rebellious act? ”
“Wow.. maybe a bit?” Rosa says stunned by the clear reasoning of Hannah “I.. don’t know for sure… It is also that I learned to cook from my grandma. And seeing someone actually eat it all and enjoy it, makes me feel…. Happy”
Hannah looks at Rosa for a while and Rosa awkwardly looks away, feeling her cheeks blush. Rosa’s heartbeat rushes up, what the hell was she doing? She looks back again and sees Hannah giving her a kind smile, making small dimples in her cheeks.
“You really are a good cook” Hannah says holding up the last bit of the muffin and popping it in her mouth “Delicious”
“Thanks” Rosa says looking over her shoulder at the kitchen “You know… if you want… for dinner… I can cook something you like?”
Hannah doubts for a second and puts her hand to her stomach.
“How about, pulled pork” Hannah says “With something on the side”
“I can make that!” Rosa says a bit too enthusiastic and brightens up “I have a great recipy, but it will take quite long to prepare.”
“That’s OK” Hannah says with half a laugh “I’m not hungry yet.”
“And I will make sure you won’t go hungry at all!” Rosa stands up on the couch and jumps over the armrest, she was so full of energy. “Just sit there and relax like a good Panda, I will take care of everything”
Immediately pans start clinging, meat is taken from the freezer and Rosa gets started. Hannah looks at the scene for a second and shakes her head with a smile. She looks down at the bulge under her sweater, she hated her overfed figure now and knew the situation was not improving anytime soon. She also disliked the feeling of being completely stuffed, but being around Rosa made it a little more bearable.

Rosa hadn’t lied about her two statements, it had taken her four hours to prepare the meat. The other statement about Hannah not going hungry had also been true. Rosa had brought her some more muffins, made small sausage rolls in the oven and had given her roll of cookie dough. When diner started Hannah wasn’t hungry at all, still she had the odd urge to eat. So she ate, and ate, and ate. Apparently this new situation had made something lose in Rosa, who was now excitingly telling stories while Hannah’s stomach was slowly loaded with food. Hannah took her first break after about 45 minutes, but continued later on. It was late in the evening when she was done eating and the monster meal was sitting in her stomach. Her stomach made a dissatisfied gurgling sound from being overstuffed. Hannah has her hands on the round and taut outlining of her belly. She looks at Rosa with a bit of a painful expression, but she feels slightly pleased that Rosa is looking at her midsection in absolute adoration.
“Room for dessert?” Rosa tries
“Really?” Hannah says raising her eyebrow.
“Sorry” Rosa says with a short laugh “Rest first desert will come later.”
Hannah and Rosa watched a movie and 2/3 done with the movie Hannah finishes her dessert of some ice cream. Today had been a weird day and god only knew what tomorrow will hold for her.

The next week went by slightly different than usual. Hannah woke up, ate her first snack (usually something sweet) and got dressed. Then a gut bursting breakfast prepared by Rosa was waiting for her. A bit of rest, then classes. Hannah traveled on her scooter and Rosa followed her on a bike. Rosa was always carrying a rather large backpack. Inside it were some essentials for class and lots of carefully picked snacks. Protein bars with extra nuts or chocolate, sticks of caramel, those kind of things. Casually throughout the day Rosa offered them to Hannah, who ate them not paying attention to how many she actually ate on a day. During lunch another stuffing followed for Hannah, usually in the Primus plus building and then more classes. After that dinner and the usual snacks. Of course Hannah’s classmates have noticed her increased weight and especially that she is snacking all the time, but Hannah seems to be clueless to that last fact. To Hannah it was also slightly different, while it was still obvious that she was being fattened up by Rosa the atmosphere between them was slightly different. Like they have actually been good friends for quite long.

Currently Hannah had just eaten a massive lunch consisting of pie, they went outside and sat down at a bench in one of the parks. Rosa puts her backpack on the table and they both play around with their phone a bit. With out saying much Rosa takes out a rather large fudge bar and puts it on the table. Not much later Hannah unwraps it, the message being clear. Hannah eats a few bites of the sugary and filling mass and feels her stomach getting tighter again.
“Ohffff, I’m actually still quite full” Hannah says putting a hand on her stomach.
“No surprise” Rosa says casual not even looking up from her phone. “You did eat a meal fit for two, of just rich desserts”
“I guess so” Hannah says reluctantly taking another bite.
“You know what” Rosa says taking the fudge bar and wrapping it up in the paper again “We will just put it back”
“Oh, that is a surprisingly good plan” Hannah says suspicious.
“So you can eat it later of course, we can’t have you wasting your food now” Rosa says sticking out her tongue at the end. Hannah rolls her eyes, but she is a little used to Rosa’s friendly teasing. Then Rosa’s phone rings. She picks it up and talks into the earbuds that were in it.
“Hey mom… mom? I can’t hear you give me one sec I will unplug my ears and put you on speaker.” Rosa unplugs the buds and puts her phone in the center of the table.
“Alright try again” Rosa says.
“Rosabella” A stern woman voice says on the other end of the line “Rosabella can you hear me!?”
“Yeah mom I can hear you” Rosa said making a ‘blah blah’ sign with her hands “How nice of you to call, what have you done since I last talked to you? Three weeks ago?”
“Rosabella Catherina Florencia Montgomery!” Rosa’s mom says “Do not talk back to me like that! I’m calling you because I have noticed that your score went from an 87% average to an 85% average. Young lady I want you to keep your act straight. The daughter of the Van Dijks, has an 90% average!”
“Yeah I know mom” Rosa says talking a bit softer and looking a bit hurt “It is just that…”
“I do not need to hear excuses Rosabella!” The women’s voice cuts her off “Oh and have you looked at the information of the son of your dad colleges? He is well gifted and I think he would make an acceptable husband for you.”
“Mom!” Rosa calls out “Is that all you called for to complain and set me up with that creep?”
“Rosabella, I’m warning you!” The woman’s tone gets even stricter.
“mom, I can’t hear you…. You are falling away… talk… later” Rosa says faking the connection failing. The women says something, but Rosa shuts down the call. For a second Rosa just sits there and stares at her phone. All of a sudden Hannah thinks the usual strong and energetic Rosa looks so sad and vulnerable.
“So” Hannah says to break the silence “Your mom sounds like a nice lady?”
“She is insane” Rosa responds gravely “Guess you now know how fucked up my family is. And the worst part is my dad is same”
“Well the worst part of it all was something else” Hannah says trying to change the subject to cheer Rosa up. “Rosabella?”
“Oh shut up!” Rosa says blushing, but her smile returning to her face.
“No I’m serious” Hannah says, mimicking the voice of Rosa’s mother “Rosabella Catherina Florencia Montgomery.”
“Stop it I’ll make you pay!” Rosa says in a playful way.
“But Rosabella please” Hannah continues, barely keeping a straight face herself “Don’t you have to study more because you need a perfect score for the perfect Montgomery’s.”
Rosa laughs and Hannah feels glad she changed the mood a bit. Rosa looks at the time and gets up.
“let’s go Panda, we have to get to class” Rosa says and they went off to class.

-three weeks later-
Hannah was in the middle of eating her Sunday dinner, a plate with lasagna with a thick cover of cheese and lots of meat to make it extra fattening. On the side some garlic breads dipped in sauce and a large fruit milkshake. Rosa hadn’t told Hannah that the secret recipe of the milkshake was: peaches, full fat milk, enough sugar for half a cake, vanilla syrup and a quarter stick of butter. And while Rosa ate her own meal of a salad with some roasted chicken breast she felt content at the rate with which Hannah was devouring the food. Rosa glanced over at how the bottom layer of fat of Hannah’s belly was plainly visible. Hannah didn’t cover it up, not because she didn’t care, but because the shirt she was wearing was not able to cover her tire of fat around her midsection when she sat down.
“Did you make these garlic breads yourself?” Hannah asks in between bites.
“Yes you like them?” Rosa says with a smile
“I do” Hannah says taking the next piece.
“I’ll make sure that there will be more next time” Rosa says.
“Ehm… not sure that will be necessary” Hannah responds awkwardly.
“Nonsense” Rosa says gleefully “next time you will be bigger so you have more room for food.”
Hannah cringes at the thought of being even bigger, but at the rate she was blowing up there was no denying that she will end up bigger. Hannah stays in her thoughts for a while until Rosa scrapes her throat and nods at the food. Hannah resumes eating again, making Rosa smile pleased. Rosa stands up and brings some of the dishes to the kitchen. When she turns around she glances at the side of Hannah. She remember when she first saw the tall athletic girl, her dark black hair waving around her shoulders. Thin defined arms, a visible collar bone, a flat and flexible almost vulnerable looking midsection, a slim and trained butt trailing into her long and slender legs. The image now was quite different. The hair was the same, her arms had begun to look chubby, her collar bone had eroded from sight, her breasts while still small had grown a bit, her flat tummy was now covered by a sack of lard that was resting on her thighs now. Her thighs had significantly plumped up and looked thicker than ever. While Hannah might be apple shaped, her butt had confiscated its fair amount of pounds of fat. Her butt cheeks had swollen with fat, become much larger in size. Her hips flared out more as her weight slowly climbed up. How much would she weigh now? For a second Rosa’s thoughts imagine Hannah getting bigger and bigger slowly ripping the fabric of her clothing of her fat body. Rosa shakes her head and returns.
“So… I was just wondering” Rosa says “When were you actually thinking of doing your next challenges?”
“Hmmm… I have actually not thought about that for a while” Hannah says stuffing a large chunk of cheesy lasagna in her mouth.
“Weigh over 188 pounds and 4 inches of belly fat on the counter” Rosa reminds her “Do you think you can do it?”
Hannah awkwardly looks down at her own fattened form, she was quite a bit larger than she was last time.
“I guess I just have to try” Hannah sighs. “I’ll ask Julia to do it next week.”
“Excellent” Rosa says pleased, looking forward to it.
“Do… you…. Do you think, that will be it then?” Hannah asks staring at her plate for a second.
“… To give you a fair answer” Rosa starts, thinking a bit “No … I don’t think Julia has had enough of you yet… literally” And neither do I, Rosa thinks.
“I was afraid of that” Hannah sighs again.
“You still have some shake left” Rosa says as she takes the empty plate to the kitchen, an evil smile on her face.

-One week later-
It was challenge day and Hannah had parked her scooter in front of the Primus plus building. She looks up and the building and feels as if she is entering a jail.
“Come on” She says to herself “Let’s get this over with.”
Hannah goes up the stairs, three flights of them. Once she is standing before the door she huffs a couple of times. Probably because she is nervous, or maybe it was because Rosa had insisted she ate that last bit of fried chicken as well. Causing her to be painfully stuffed as usual after diner. Hannah enters the room and looks around. Julia and Rosa immediately look up, Daisy just continues reading. It didn’t cross Hannah’s mind that she might be out of breath because she was getting fat and the only exercise she got was training her jaw.
“Our guest of honor arrives” Julia says with a broad smile, getting up. “And may I say you look… healthy”
The comment made Hannah want to cringe, but she stood her ground. She walked in and gave a cold greeting, putting her bag on the table. The bag contained a pair of medium sized shorts that she would pop the button of.
“Let’s jump right into the action” Julia announces putting the scale in the middle of the room. “Your throne your highness”
Hannah steps up and sees that even Daisy is looking now. The scale gives a short beep, indicating that it is done. Hannah looks down, but only sees her own gut. She bends over slightly and is shocked. Julia burst into laughter.
“Oh my god, you even have to look over your own belly now!” Julia says “And you needed to weigh 188, but you overshot it by far. You are now 194.7 pounds!” Julia laughs again and Rosa steps near to see with her own eyes. “Now your next challenge the button of pair of shorts.”
Hannah swiftly gets of the scale and gets her bag, retrieving the shorts. While she changes Julia continues talking
“Like you are so near to being actually obese now” Julia continues her taunting, causing Rosa’s top of her ears to turn red from excitement “Like you are actually a fatty now… and let me give you a glimpse into your future. You will become fatter!”
Meanwhile Hannah has changed out of her large jeans and into the medium sized shorts. Or at least she was finishing the job off. The shorts where stuck around her plump butt, she had to wriggle and jump a couple of times to get them further up. Causing them to wedge a bit in between her fatter butt cheeks. This to great pleasure of Julia.
“If that ass of yours keeps growing like this people will have problems passing you in the hall way” Julia says, while this was a bit of an overstatement it still hurt. Hannah was conscious of how much her lower half had grown. Finally she had the shorts as far up as necessary. Hannah takes a deep breath in and focuses. She straightens her back and pulls the sides of the shorts together. For a second Hannah panics as she tings she might not be able to close the shorts. Not even standing. But then with as much power as she has she manages to button them. God they hurt! The shorts were cutting into Hannah’s considerably bigger belly. Causing the pale flab to hang over the edges.
“Alright so far so go..” Julia says pleased until she is interrupted by a rather loud snapping sound and the sound of a piece of plastic hitting a chair and skipping across the floor. All the girls first follow the button and then in total silence look back at Hannah, who turned as red as is probably humanly possible.
“Holy shit” Julia says breaking the silence “You’ve gotten so fat you don’t even need to sit down anymore for that.”
Hannah can’t look at Julia for the moment or respond. She looks around the room and for a second meets Rosa’s eyes. Somehow this comforts her, Rosa wasn’t looking judgingly like Daisy or Julia. No she was looking in utter wonder, or proudness, or admiration?
“That means she passed the challenge” Daisy says in her usual bored way.
“She did, with flying colors” Julia says with a short chuckle. “Now for the next challenge, which was secret. I want you to rest your belly on the table top. Then to pass you it needs to stick out at least six inches.” Hannah nods solemnly until the end.
“Six!?” She responds shocked and immediately looks at Rosa, who raises her shoulders. Julia had changed the numbers in purpose so she would lose!
“Yes” Julia responds cold “Now get going. Remove you shirt please so we can all see that flabby gut of yours” Hannah shot Julia a look full of hatred, but Julia simply replied with a smile. Meanwhile Daisy had gotten up and brought a tape measure to the table. She actually looks less bored than usual. Hannah looks around the room, as if scanning for an escape route. She takes a deep breath and steps towards the counter of the table. She removes her shirt and feels the eyes of the other girls burning onto her. There she stood in the middle of the large room. The buttonless pants around her hips, held up by her own volume. Her bra shielding her small, but fuller, breasts as best as possible. In between those two items hung her belly forward from her frame. Like a sack of pale lard. The faint pinkish stretchmarks meandering across the surface of her belly. It dawned to her harder than ever before, she was turning into a real fatty.
“Get going” Julia commanded cold. Hannah stepped as close to the table as possible and then bent her knees. At first nothing, but then the cold surface of the table could be felt. She felt her belly lie on the counter and spread in width and length as she lowered. Now that it was fully supported Hannah could actually notice how much it weighed, releasing the pressure of her own body. Hannah looked down, beyond her bra she saw a stretch of flab lying on the table. It was so surreal, all of it! She stared a bit longer. The pale fat… it was … her, it was fat contained on her body! Hannah feels a panic attack coming up, but is brought back to reality by Daisy’s cold handling and monotone announcement.
“About two inches” She says holding the ruler next to Hannah’s belly.
Julia steps forward and squeezes her hands into the soft flab.
“Two inches” She says marveled “This is just two inches, imagine how much fatter you need to get to reach six”
Julia releases the fat looks at it and then slaps it, watching it jiggle. Meanwhile Hannah feels her cheeks burn up again.
“And it would be you gut that is going to be growing it will be…. All of you” Julia says with a mad tune in her voice “I will turn you into an enormous fatass!”
Julia throws her head back and laughs maniacally, causing discomfort for the rest of the girls.
“Now since you failed your challenge we will add the weight gain shake to your diet” Julia says “But this time…. It is there to stay, I want you to drink one. Every. Single. Day.”
“That is Ludacris!” Hannah shouts.
“Shut it piggy” Julia says as she squeezes Hannah’s exposed flab. “now get out of my sight and start filling that stomach of yours. You have a lot of growing to do.”
Julia laughs again and Hannah gathers her stuff, she wanted to leave there as fast as possible. 6 inches! Was Julia absolutely insane? Hannah felt tears dwell up as she thought of what kind of land whale was needed to reach that goal. And worse of it all, she had to be that very land whale.