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The Simple Life
Mia Longshanks was a woman in her own league. Ambitious and hard working, she excelled where most females her age were just doing okay. The 22-year old Mia was the youngest woman ever to make assistant editor for the trendy fashion magazine, Desire. Mia was not only intelligent and motivated, but she was quite the babe as well. Her cute diamond shaped face had soft brown eyes and high cheekbones and her light brown hair always looked gorgeous in a short, preppy hairstyle. Her figure was perfectly trim and complimented her wardrobe in ways that other females couldn’t match.
Mia watched what she ate and worked out every other day. Not that she wanted to, but in her business, chubby gals didn’t raise among the ranks. The competition for editor was great and Mia knew to get the job, she had to sail far away from the rest. Mia worked long hours, weekends and made deadlines that others would fail to achieve. Doing this, Mia didn’t have much of a social life or even a boyfriend. But she felt once she made it to the top, she'd have plenty of time to socialize and for romance.
It was a late November evening near 11:00 o’clock that Mia wandered into her neighbor, Mrs. Golden. Mrs. Golden was a reclusive older woman of about 60, short, very chubby woman of just over 200 pounds with a gentle sweet face and short silver hair. Mrs. Golden was walking down the stairs in their apartment building to leave milk out for the stray cats in the neighborhood and Mia was rushing up the stairs to take a quick shower, before turning into bed. They smiled at each other as their faces met and in a calm, pleasant voice, Mrs. Golden asked, "What’s the hurry young lady?"
Mia paused a few steps above Mrs. Golden and after she drew a breath, replied, "I need to take a shower before bedtime and five a.m. comes around pretty quick."
A curious look glanced over Mrs. Golden’s face, "Why would you want to get up at that dreadful hour?"
Mia adjusted her purse and set her briefcase on the step, "I have to make the gym before work and I have an early morning appointment with some writers."
Mrs. Golden scrutinized Mia’s figure; "You have such a beautiful shape, why would you need to work out?"
Mia tilted her head as she blushed, "Thank you ma’am. It’s just that in my business, you have to have that certain look." Mia then giggled, "And it’s always in your favor to look better then the competition."
"Well I’m Mrs. Golden and you are?"
Mia shook hands with her neighbor as she politely remarked, "I’m Mia Longshanks, nice to meet you."
Mrs. Golden smiled, "Most people call me Auntie Ida, and you do the same, okay?"
Mia acknowledged Ida with a quick nod then made tracks up the stairs. "Goodnight Ida…er...Auntie Ida, see ya around."
Ida Golden called back to her vibrant young neighbor, "I’m sure of it Mia."
A week later the two women met again, this time in the laundry room. Ida Golden was just about finished with her laundry, as Mia entered with her dirty clothes. As Mia filled a washer, the two gals got to talk. Mia told Ida about her rough day at the office and how a rival for the position of editor, got the jump on her by getting an interview with Calvin Kline. Then Mia explained about a cute guy she had her eye on, going out with one of her girlfriends. Too top it all off, after she did her laundry, Mia needed to get back to the office and look over some snapshots taken for the July edition of the magazine and run a few more errands. Ida Golden removed the box of detergent from Mia’s hands, "Go on honey. I’ll wash your clothes, run off and do your business."
Mia blinked, "Are you sure?"
Ida smiled as she nodded, "Sure, why not. Just do me one favor, okay?"
Mia shook her head, "Sure Auntie Ida, what is it?"
Ida replied, "I never have much company, would you favor me with a visit some afternoon, I promise it’s worth your while."
Mia was honest. "I’d like too, but my schedule is usually crammed." But she couldn’t break the sweet, old lady’s heart. "Let me go over my schedule and I’ll see if I can squeeze you in next week. Is that okay?"
Ida smiled, "Yeah that’s fine. Thank you!"
Mia blushed; "Well I’m glad you’re so delighted, I hope I don’t bore you."
Ida still smiling replied with a song on her voice, "Not a chance."
Another week later and Mia keeping her promise visited Ida. Ida made some cookies and though Mia only had a couple due to her diet, she did cheat a little by having two large glasses of whole milk. As the women chatted away, a friendship blossomed. Mia told Ida about her career and how tough it was to make her name in the business. How it meant she had to work long hours, go without any real male companionship and that she needed to stay in shape. "A lot of guys flirt with me Auntie Ida, but their not the type I’m interested in," Mia remarked as she sipped her milk. "I want a guy who’s attracted to me, sure, but not one who sees me as just a trophy chick."
Ida understood, "You’ll meet the right guy one day precious. Maybe if you didn’t work so hard?"
Mia shrugged her shoulders, "I guess so, but my career is just so fast pace, when do I find the time?"
The visits eventually became a monthly habit, by May the visits became weekly. Mia continued to share the details of her career with Ida, who started to become concerned that Mia would burn herself out. One August afternoon, Mia arrived back to her apartment after jogging. Wearing a tight T-shirt that exposed her flat tummy and sweats, Mia was surprised to find a note tapped to her door. The note was from Ida and the message simply read; SEE ME ASAP, AUNTIE IDA.
Mia shrugged her shoulders and walked a few doors down to Auntie Ida’s apartment. Mia was taken by hand and led into the kitchen. Auntie Ida pulled out a chair and asked Mia to sit down. "I’m so worried about you Mia," Ida remarked as she removed a large cherry pie from the fridge. Ida continued as she then poured Mia, a large glass of milk. "All you do is work and I must admit you're going to wear yourself out."
Mia watched as Ida laid a huge slice of pie on a plate and placed it in front of her. Mia smiled, "Thank you for the concern, but I’m okay?"
Ida took a seat next to Mia, "How many hours did you sleep last night?"
Mia responded as Ida pushed the milk in front of her, "I’ll sleep when I’m a successful, I'll be fine."
Ida pushed the pie closer to Mia, "Have some pie, Mia. It’s just what you need."
Mia giggled, "As much as I would love to try your pie, I can’t. I have watch those calories."
Ida took a fork and smiled, "Calories, schmalories eat up."
Mia blinked as Ida fed her a mouthful of pie. With her sparkling eyes wide open, Mia grinned, "That was really good. But honestly I can’t…" Mia couldn’t finish her sentence; Ida had fed her another helping of pie. "Oh my gosh, this pie is incredible!" Mia thought to herself as Ida continued to feed her. Piece after piece, slice after slice, Mia couldn’t eat fast enough the pie was that delicious. She only paused briefly to guzzle the whole glass of milk, which Ida kindly refilled. Upon letting out a loud burp, Mia blushed and smiled. As Ida continued to feed her, Mia readjusted her sweat pants and discovered her tummy was no longer flat, but rather soft and puffy. Mia rolled her eyes and spoke with her mouth full of pie, "I think I’m going to need to spend a few extra hours at the gym."
Ida sternly told Mia as she placed another bite size portion of pie into her mouth, "Now no more of that Mia. Things are going to be different."
Mia quietly listened to Ida, as she guzzled her second large glass of milk. "You’re going to burn yourself out at the rate your going. So I’m going to take you in and watch after you."
Mia was about to question Ida, but was fed another piece of pie. "You don’t sleep, you don’t eat, and you’re so undernourished. Your career is much too stressful. I’m going to find you a nice, low profile job and fatten you up. If you behave, I'll see what I can do about finding you some nice male companionship too."
Mia spoke as she ate, "But I’m this close to becoming editor."
Ida poured Mia another glass of milk, then continued with the feeding, "After you become editor, then what? You’ll find something else to shoot for."
Once Mia completed the pie, she placed her hands over her belly, which was slightly bulging out between the T-shirt and sweats; "I’m so full."
Ida stood and helped Mia out of the chair. "Finish your milk Mia, then it’s off to bed."
Mia quickly drank the milk then turned to Ida as she cradled her little pudgy belly in her hands. "Bed? It’s only 4:30."
Ida brought Mia into the bathroom to wash her face that was covered with pie, "For the time being, all your going to do is sleep and eat, understand?"
Mia turned to Ida; "You’re kidding me right?" Ida shook her head, "No young lady. I’m serious about this."
Upon reaching the bedroom, Mia took off her clothes and sat on the bed. Her eyes blinked as she stared down at her thighs. "Oh my gosh! What happen?" Mia’s thighs now lacked muscle tone and appeared to have increased in size. Mia pinched an inch of flab from the side of her thigh, then squeezed her soft, protruding belly, "I must of put on ten pounds."
Ida smiled; "It’s just a little something extra that I added into the milk. You’ll get more of it in the next couple of weeks."
Mia lay in bed as Ida made tracks to the door. Massaging her plump belly, Mia curiously asked, "What do you get out of this Ida?"
Ida smiled, "Your company, of course. Now go to sleep precious, I'll see you at breakfast."
In the morning, Mia was a changed young woman. "Auntie Ida, can I have jam on my toast and lots of butter on the pancakes?"
Ida grinned, "Sure pumpkin, but finished your eggs first."
Sitting on the plate were ten scrabbled eggs, which Mia devoured in just a couple of minutes. Mia gorged herself on pancakes, eggs, toast, sausage, bacon, pastry, and countless glasses of milk. Upon completing breakfast, Mia slept until lunch. This continued for weeks and under Ida’s watchful eye, Mia developed into a big beautiful woman.
TEN MONTHS LATER
Ida returned home from the grocery store and entered the kitchen where Mia was washing the dishes. At 289 pounds, Mia Longshanks were now barely recognizable as her former self. Her cute face was now extremely round with chubby apple cheeks and a thick double chin. Her light brown hair was now long and somewhat curly, hanging down her back, almost reaching her behind. Her big upper arms jiggled and her buxom breasts were so big and heavy, they lay upon her colossal belly. Her spacious waist supported large rolls of flab and her wide hips were buried under a soft layer of fat. Mia’s paunchy, bloated butt was huge, pushing out and bouncing on top of her immense beefy thighs that rubbed together as she moved.
"What did you bring me Auntie?" Mia asked in a cheerful tone of voice and a smile upon her pretty face.
Ida tossed Mia a large chocolate bar, which Mia began eating right away. Mia was wearing a light cotton gown with short ruffle sleeves and barefoot. The gown was so tight on her that the fabric stretched over her belly in such a way that it enhanced its roundness and size. As Mia walked to the fridge for a glass of milk, Ida took a seat and told her, "I think I found you some male companionship."
Mia grinned then guzzled the milk from right of the carton. Mia giggled, "Oh yeah? What did you tell him about me?"
Planting her hand over her hip, Mia giggled; "Did you tell him I have wonderful childbearing hips?"
Ida laughed, "No, but maybe I should have."
Mia took a seat at the table, munching on the chocolate and drinking the milk as Ida explained. "His name is Curtis Conner and he works at the supermarket. He’s nice and good looking too."
Mia spoke as nervously massaged her huge belly, "Did you tell him that I know how to clean and cook and wash clothes?"
Ida tilted her head and smiled, "No precious, you can tell him that yourself. I told him you’re pretty and bright and that you work part time as a receptionist for a carpet cleaning service. He’s keen on meeting you."
Mia blushed and polished off the milk. "When do I meet him?" Mia giggled.
Ida stood up, "Tonight at the VFW hall. They’re having bingo."
"Oh wow! I love bingo!" Mia delightfully remarked.
Ida’s fingers ran over Mia’s chubby cheek, "Well young lady, I suggest you get a move on it. Go take a shower and I’ll find you something nice to wear."
Mia stood and hugged Ida, "Thank you Ida; you're the best Auntie ever!"
FINIS
Friends Again
She must have been all of 21-years old. Showing off her gorgeous svelte figure in a peach colored tube top and red shorts. Her dark brown mane dangling over her shoulders and just a modest portion of makeup decorating her pretty face. Her ample breasts were firm and her tummy flat. She had a perfectly round, small bubble butt and lean shapely thighs. Strolling the aisles of the grocery store, she turned quite a few heads with her sultry walk and slight bounce from behind. Her shopping cart had only a few items. Loaves of wheat bread low fat yogurt and pears. A stout older woman by the frozen foods recognized her and called her by her name, "Vicky! Vicky Horton! Over here!"
Vicky smiled and approached the older woman, "Hello Mrs. Kimyarda, how are you?"
Mrs. Kimyarda glanced over Vicky’s trim figure and grinned, "My gosh, it's been over a year since the last time I saw you and you haven’t changed a bit."
Vicky nodded, "Well I watch what I eat and routinely work out."
Standing within earshot was Neala, who took in the whole conversation. Mrs. Kimyarda continued, "I can’t wait until I tell Cherry I ran into you."
Vicky nodded, "Yeah, how has she been?"
Mrs. Kimyarda replied with a smile, "Oh she’s fine."
Neala raised an eyebrow, when Vicky asked, "Is she still heavy?"
Mrs. Kimyarda nodded, "Yeah, she hasn’t lost any of the weight she put on a couple of years ago. Funny, she was as slim as you, then it seems she just blew up like a balloon."
Vicky giggled as she placed her hand over her narrow hip, "Well beauty is just trusted upon some of us, while others just have to grin and bare it."
A confused look took to Mrs. Kimyarda’s face, but she shrugged it off. "You two were the best of friends until a couple of years ago. Right around the time Cherry got heavy, you two drifted apart."
Vicky nervously played with her hair, "Well things happen."
Mrs. Kimyarda replied, "Too bad, you two were like sisters. Every weekend you’d be over and stay up all night talking about boys and what not. I wish you two were still friends. I know Cherry misses you, you should stop by to visit her sometime."
Vicky came up with various excuses why she couldn’t stop by and not one of them was true. Neala sensed this and followed Vicky down another aisle once her conversation with Mrs. Kimyarda was over.
"Vicky can I have a word with you?" Neala politely asked.
Vicky smiled at Neala, then curiously asked, "How did you know my name?"
Neala explained that she overheard the previous conversation she had with Mrs. Kimyarda, then remarked, "You lied about why you’re no longer friends with her daughter, didn’t you?"
Vicky glanced over Neala’s 300-pound body and replied with a sneer, "Mind your own business chubbs."
Neala chuckled, "You’re awfully rude, aren’t you mon cheri, no?"
Vicky then noticed her once flat tummy was now a full-fledge potbelly! It was so big in fact; the button of her shorts was open, giving her pudgy belly breathing room. "Oh my gosh!" Vicky moaned. Placing her hands over her soft, protruding belly, she whined, "How did this happen?"
Neala took pleasure in Vicky's appearance. Not only did Vicky have a rather significant tummy bulge, but also the rest of her body was flabby. Her breasts were no longer firm; her butt slightly expanded and drooped downwards, as her plump thighs had the hint of saddlebags. Neala demanded, "Give me the correct reason why you’re no longer friends with Cherry."
Vicky had no choice, but blurted out, "Because she gained so much weight I was ashamed to be seen with her!"
Neala folded her arms over her huge breasts, "For a girl so slim; you really buy a lot of food?"
"Uh?" Vicky replied, turning to her shopping cart. Vicky’s cart was full of chocolate cake and donuts, cookies, ice cream, white bread, bacon, and various candy bars. Neala smiled, "You dress less provocative, no?"
Vicky then found herself in an open checkered flannel shirt, blue T-shirt and red, yellow and green sweat pants. Vicky blinked, "How are you doing this?"
Neala then remarked, "You should really wear some makeup and do something with your hair?"
Vicky’s face was void of makeup and her hair was worn up on her head, restrained by bobby pins. Neala took a step back, "You should really watch what you eat and move away from the television set, you have the body of a true blue couch potato!"
Vicky’s body began to expand. Her delicate facial features soften, as her diamond shaped face became totally round. Her cheeks became pudgy, her nose developed a smooth ball of fat on its tip and a thick double chin covered her neck! Her upper arms doubled in size and her breasts became bigger and heavier, sagging upon her colossal belly. Her waist was lined with rolls and her hips spread farther and farther, giving her a pear shaped body. Her butt became enormous and plunged over her spacious thighs. Vicky’s garments barely fit and looked as if she was wearing someone else’s clothes. Her overly large belly rushed forward, as her T-shirt partly exposed the fat on her mid-section. Her tree trunks like thighs were solid and rubbed together as she moved. Vicky was no longer a 129-pound arrogant vixen, but now a 395-pound frumpy overeater.
Neala smiled, "Isn’t that Mrs. Kimyarda over there?"
Vicky grinned, "Oh yeah; I have to say hello to her."
Neala watched as Vicky waddled over to Mrs. Kimyarda. Vicky and Mrs. Kimyarda spoke as if they just ran into each other. "Wow, Vicky, I wouldn’t have recognized you."
Vicky patted her big belly, "Yeah; I’ve gained weight too, just like Cherry did. How is she?"
Mrs. Kimyarda remarked, "Fine, why not stop by later and say hello."
Vicky was all for it, "Yeah, I’ll do that. You don’t think she’ll be ashamed to be seen with me, do you?"
Mrs. Kimyarda rubbed Vicky’s husky upper arm, "Of course not; you’re best friends!"
FINIS
Party Dress
Kelly Firestone opened the door and greeted her friend, Tammy Overton. Kelly was a cute, blue eyed, blond hair young lady. A chubby gal of 240 pounds but had a lot of style. "Come on in, Tammy," Kelly cheerfully remarked with a smile upon her pretty face.
Tammy had long, wavy light brown hair and a highly attractive face to match. Her slim, curvaceous body was barely 130 pounds, which she kept in check with a strict diet.. She was indeed a real beauty, but more then a little arrogant. Tammy knew she looked hot and her popularity with the guys, only helped in creating her huge ego. "You have the dress?" Tammy asked.
Kelly nodded, "Sure I do. Come on, it’s in my bedroom."
Tammy was overly excited, "I can’t wait until the party tonight! Grant Caynors is going to be there."
Kelly giggled, "You have it in a big way from Grant, don’t you?"
Tammy concurred, "Why not, I think a guy who rakes in 75 thou a year is worthy of my attention."
Upon reaching Kelly’s bedroom, Kelly asked Tammy to disrobe as she went into her closet to take out the dress. "You’re going to look gorgeous in this," Kelly remarked with a giggle.
Tammy was in her bra and panties as she looked over the dress. "You expect me to wear that?"
The dress was of a matronly style, red in color with rose’s outlined in black and pink. It had short ruffle sleeves and a pink ruffle collar. "That’s something my granny would wear, or some fashion depraved geek! You can’t expect me to wear that?"
Kelly giggled, "Oh Tammy, humor me and try it on."
Tammy frowned, "I want to look attractive, show off my figure, and not hide it."
Kelly pressed on, "Relax and try it on, you’ll understand my point in a few minutes."
Tammy laughed, "Oh, this is some kind of joke. Yeah, okay." Tammy put on the dress and walked towards the mirror. "This dress hides my figure; you can’t see my sexy hips or cute butt." Tammy turned to her friend, "Very funny, now where’s the real dress."
Kelly smiled, "Oh but you’re wearing it."
A confused look touched Tammy’s face, "Uh? Yesterday you told me you had the perfect dress for me to wear at the party. This dress is frumpy and old fashion."
Kelly walked over to her friend, "Remember when my brother had a crush on you?"
Tammy shrugged her shoulders, "I guess?"
Kelly continued, "You said you weren’t interested in him because he’s a little overweight?"
Tammy laughed, "A little overweight? The guys fat!"
Kelly shook her head, "Yeah, so he’s heavy. But, do you remember what you said about, what kind of woman would find him appealing?"
Tammy tossed her mane over her shoulder, "Beats me? I can’t remember every comment I ever made?"
Kelly nodded, "Of course you can’t. Over the last five years or so, you’ve made so many rude comments about people who are heavy or are the least bit different. I don’t expect you to remember all of them. You think you’re so superior because of your appearance. Gosh, I wonder about the things you might say about me?"
Tammy smiled, "Nice lecture, now where’s the real dress?"
Kelly giggled, "Like I told you Tammy, you’ve got it on."
Tammy drew a breath, "This isn’t funny, and you’ve made your point."
Kelly’s voice became ice cold, "No I haven’t.......yet." Kelly took Tammy by the shoulders and turned her in the direction of the mirror, "You told me the only women my brother possibly could attract are big, thick, nerdy rejects."
Tammy blinked as she felt numb, "What’s going on?"
Kelly snapped back, "My brother still has a crush on you and I think it’s high time the two of you became an item."
Tammy covered her mouth when she glanced at her reflection! Her Long, wavy, brown hair was now shoulder length, straight and red. Her skin color lost it’s perfect tan and was now milky white. Freckles covered her face, neck and breasts and a small bump developed on the bridge of her nose. "You look a little plain now, don't you Tammy?"
Tammy lost her self-confidence and she whined, "Stop it!"
Kelly snickered, "But there’s more. Watch as you fill out the dress!"
Tammy saw her hips grow wider, her waist thicker, her belly inflating. Her breasts went up two-cup sizes and her upper arms became big and flabby. Her butt inflated and pushed out and upwards as her thighs increased in size. Tammy blinked as she saw her face in the mirror get softer, rounder and pudgy. Her belly expanded further and plopped downwards as it continued to grow. In a matter of seconds, Tammy went from a slim 130 pounds to a hefty 290! Her face was extremely chubby with huge apple cheeks, a broad nose and very distinct double chin. Her upper arms were big and husky and her overly buxom breasts laid on top of her mammoth belly. Her thick waist was coated with large rolls of fat and her hips were generous in width. Gravity was unkind to Tammy’s capacious rear-end. Her butt slightly pushed out, but then dropped, settling on top of her paunchy thunder thighs.
"You might want to wear a sweater?" Kelly added. Upon putting on the sweater, Tammy discovered her belly was so big, she couldn’t button it. Kelly backed away, "What do you think of the dress now Tammy?"
Tammy smiled, "I look keen!" Turning to her friend, Tammy giggled, "I might be too much woman for your brother."
Kelly laughed, "I don’t think so." Kelly took Tammy by her hand and led her to the living room, "Ready for your big date?"
Tammy grinned as dimples appeared on her chubby cheeks, "Oh yes! I’ve been dreaming about dating your brother for years."
Finis