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Ayu's gain; My first WG story
Topic Started: Feb 25 2008, 05:56 PM (17,511 Views)
Apelord	Feb 25 2008, 05:56 PM Post #1
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Okay, I'm working on a story right now but before I go any further, I want to make sure that if I finish it, people will read it. So I have here the first part. I was hoping you could read it and give me some consructive critisism; or let me know if I should continue this at all! Well, here you go; I hope you enjoy. “Stupid homework!” 16-year old Ayu Nishihara yelled as she threw her notebook against the wall of her room. “Why do we need this stuff?! When am I ever going to need to find the square root of fractions?! I need a break!” She walked out of her room in a huff, with steam practically coming out of her ears. She got downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a chocolate bar and munched on it angrily as she flopped down on the couch, flipping through the TV, not really paying attention to what was on. She hated school, much less having to bring it home after it was done. The teachers were piling it on lately due to the fact that winter break was only a few weeks away and they had to get ready for the end-of-semester exams. Ayu sometimes didn‘t even get it done until her mom got home, which was about nine. Her mom was the CEO of a big newspaper that circulated all throughout Tokyo, an hour's drive away. She was once a lowly photographer, but over time, she worked herself up the corporate ladder to #1, leaving less and less time to spend with Ayu. She would usually be gone by 4 in the morning, and sometimes wouldn’t even be home until 3 the next morning. And even though they barely have any time to spend together, they had one of the closest mother-daughter relationships ever. Since her mom was always home late, they would almost never eat dinner together. This left Ayu in charge of what she would eat, which was usually something microwavable with some chips and a few snacks. But because they were so close, they would celebrate any time they could eat dinner together with a big feast. The chocolate bar disappeared rather quickly and Ayu groaned. “Ugh… I guess it’s back to homework.” ‘But first I need to go to the bathroom.’ she thought as she walked down the short hallway to the bathroom. After her ahem “business”, she looked at herself in the mirror. No one could doubt she was pretty; it just wasn’t enough to get that much attention from the boys. Her long, orange hair ended at the small of her back. Her eyes were prairie-grass green and sparkled with a certain charm. Her breasts weren’t too big: about a B-cup. She was really skinny, despite her laziness. She was 5’6” and 109lbs the last time she checked. Then again, due to the stress of the extra homework and studying, she’d been eating a bit more lately and hadn’t been exercising… She walked back to the living room and was about to go upstairs, when she stopped. Should she have another candy bar…? Nahhh… She walked back to her room, munching on a second chocolate bar. It’s just one candy bar. No big deal…. Ayu was sound asleep in a homework-induced coma when she heard the door open. Mom was home. Ayu stumbled down the stairs and found her mother, Nayami, standing in the doorway, trying to shake the winter’s cold off of her. She saw Ayu standing at the bottom of the staircase and smiled. “Hi, honey,” she said. “How’re you doing?” “Not so good, Mom,” Ayu tiredly replied. “I just finished my homework, I’m hungry, I’m tired, and I don’t want to go to school tomorrow!” “Well I’m sorry to hear that,” her mom said sympathetically, taking off her coat and putting it on the rack. “Wait…you’re hungry? Didn’t you eat dinner?” “Not really, I mostly just snacked.” “Oh…well don’t worry about it. Now remember, tomorrow, I’m getting home early; so there’s something to look forward to. Plus, tomorrow’s Friday, so it’s only one day from the weekend and a break from your oh-so-hectic-schedule,” she added, mockingly. “Yeah, yeah. Now I’m sorry, but I’m really tired. I’m goin’ to bed. Goodnight.” “Alright,” her mother called to her as Ayu trudged up the stairs. “Goodnight!” She stepped into her room and changed into her old, worn, pink-and-blue-polka-dotted pajamas and made her way to her bed. She sat down on her bed for a moment, her legs dangling off the sides. She pulled down on her pajama top, noticing a slight tightness as a small bit of flesh showed up. She took a small bit of it between her dainty fingers and shook it slightly. ‘Huh,’ she thought, laying down. ‘Weird.’ It was her last thought as she drifted off to sleep… She was awoken the next morning by the sound of “EEEEEEHHHHHHEHEHEH!!!!” as her alarm clock went off. She wanted to take a hammer to that damn thing. She shut it off and groaned. “Another pointless day at school,” she said to herself, slowly getting out of bed. She opened her closet door and took out her stupid uniform. It was a white short-sleeved blouse with a short blue skirt. And the stupid little blue bow; oh, how she hated that thing. It wasn’t voluntary; you had to wear it. Otherwise you’d get detention. She remembered the first time she wore her uniform; she was so excited, she fell asleep in it the night before. Now she just looked at it in disgust. She slowly slid it on, making the various morning noises that usually come from a tired teenager and walked out of her bedroom. On the other side of the door, she took the little note that her mom would always leave for her. It was usually a little reminder: “Do your best on your test today,” “I’m not getting home until midnight,” “Make sure to bring in the trash,” stuff like that. Today’s was a little weird. “I’m coming home at six tonight, so don’t snack too much!” ‘What?’ Ayu thought. ‘Did she think I’d forget? And what’s with this last thing? ‘Don’t snack too much’? What does she mean by that? Does she think I’ve gained…?’ She did notice her uniform was a little harder to slip on this morning. And it does feel a little tighter now…She dismissed the thought and headed downstairs. She walked into the kitchen and found something strange. There was a plate wrapped in tin foil sitting on the dining table with a post-it note on it. It said, “Ayu, I hope you enjoy. Love, Mom.” ‘What?’ Ayu thought, slowly taking the foil off. ‘Breakfast? Mom never makes me breakfast.’ Her eyes immediately grew large as she saw what the foil was hiding. There, sitting in front of her, was an incredibly large omelet with ham, cheese, mushroom, green peppers, and other miscellaneous items. “Oooooohhh…” She picked up her fork and stared at the plate with gluttonous hunger in her eyes. Her mom was easily Japan’s best cook in Ayu’s eyes, specializing in Western food. She could use every spice known to man to make any meal she made something wonderful; whether it be a simple omelet or excotic delicacies that no one can pronounce. She started out slow, savoring the different tastes of egg, cheese, ham, everything. But as she kept eating, her appetite started to get the best of her, and her speed increased. Food was being thrown into her mouth, making her salivate slightly. Cheese dripped onto her uniform, but she didn’t notice. She was too busy enjoying the flavors of the best breakfast she’d had all year. She didn’t even notice that a slight bulge forming in her midsection… She leaned back in her chair, plate empty and stomach full. She burped loudly, covering her mouth and blushing. “Excuse me!” she said to the people who weren’t there. She looked down at her belly and saw the bulge that formed that due to her excessive eating. “Huh? Was that there before?” Something moved in the corner of her eye. She looked and saw her tabby cat, Momo. She had white fur with a large, light brown spot on her back. She was a really old cat; Ayu’s mom bought Momo for her on her first birthday. Ayu loved Momo; ever since she first saw her. She would be the person (or, well…cat) she would talk to about things that were too personal for friends or family; it was nice to talk to someone who can’t talk back. Ayu stood up (slowly) and walked over to Momo. “Hi, Momo!” she said. “Do I look fat to you?” She laughed and petted her head. A slight drone sounded as the bus tolled down her street. Ayu groaned and grabbed her coat and backpack. She was about to walk out the door when she caught a glance of herself in the mirror by the door. Her big breakfast showed on her quite nicely. A slight roundness formed in her belly region. Cheese stains were not only on her uniform but also on her cheeks, which seemed a little chubbier. Her uniform seemed to be stretching ever so slightly. You could tell by looking at her that she had just eaten a big meal. The screech of the bus’s wheels broke her out of her trance and she ran outside. She hopped on the bus and headed for the back seat where she found her best friend, Kazumi Maeda. Kazumi’s body was built differently from Ayu’s; she was a lot, well…fatter (I would use the term “chubby”, but she’s past that). She was about 5’7” and 243 pounds; most of it gathered around her stomach, hips, and thighs. That’s not to say her breasts were small or anything (they were a C-cup). It’s just fat didn’t accumulate around that area. They were just naturally big; they’d be that size even if she was skinny. Her violet hair draped itself over her shoulders, slightly shorter than Ayu‘s. She sat there with a smile permanently etched on her face. Ayu hated that she was always so chipper in the morning; but at the same time, she loved it. “Hey Ayu,” Kazumi piped up. “How are you…” She drifted off as her eyes wandered down from Ayu’s face to her bulging stomach. “What’s that?” she asked, pointing at it. “Oh,” Ayu blushed, sitting down. “I had a kinda big breakfast this morning.” “I’ll say! It looks like you swallowed a pillow!” “Oh shut up! It’s not that bad!” Ayu said, smacking her friend. Kazumi started laughing. “Anyway, could you help me study for the chemistry test today?” “Didn’t you study for that last night?” “I didn’t get it.” “Oh come on! Your as dumb as a rock!” “Hey! I take offense to that Mrs. Shamoo!” “You just lost your help!” Ayu yelled, smacking Kazumi even harder while she laughed hysterically. For the next couple of minutes or so, Ayu sat facing away from Kazumi as she had a laughing fit. Ayu knew Kazumi was a fat girl and could’ve easily come up with a great weight-related comeback, but she didn’t know how her friend would react. Ayu was sure about a lot of things when it came to her Kazumi: her love of science, her even greater love of chocolate, her favorite color (orange), her extreme fear of spiders, the list went on. But one thing she was clueless about her was her feelings towards her weight. So it was easier not to say anything and avoid a big fight. They sat there like that for a while until Kazumi finally calmed down enough to ask again. “Okay…huff… Can you help me with my studying?” Ayu glanced over just in time for Kazumi to make her sad little puppy-dog eyes. “Pweeeease?” she said in her cutest voice. It was Ayu’s greatest weakness when it came to her friend: the eyes. They were blue. Not just blue, a beautiful shade of blue. A shade of blue that reminded you of the gentle rolling waves of the ocean. A blue that reminds you of what a wonderful person was on the other side of those bright, shining spheres… “Fine!” Ayu blurted out. Kazumi chuckled and started rustling through her backpack to get the study packet. Ayu watched her and smiled. “Why is it so hard to stay mad at you?” “Cause I’m just so darn CUTE!” Kazumi said, taking the papers out and shaking them victoriously. “Yeah, yeah…yeah.” Edit: I changed Ayu's weight because I now realize that her previous weight was borderline anorexic. Edited by Apelord, Sep 7 2008, 08:47 PM.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Gherkin Cop	Feb 25 2008, 09:57 PM Post #2
That guy. Posts: 89 Group: Members Member #2,894 Joined: Apr 24, 2007	It's got a few errors and stuff you need to watch out for, but they're just simple spelling or grammar mistakes that everyone makes. You get the thumbs up from me dude, you've left me wanting for more!
	90% of teens today have one of these "90% of teens things" in their signature. If you are one of the 10% that don't, copy and paste this into your signature.


Apelord	Feb 26 2008, 04:22 PM Post #3
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Thanks man! So I'll keep writing and post the next part as soon as I can. By the way, can anyone see my signature picture or does it just say "user posted image"?
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Gherkin Cop	Feb 26 2008, 10:51 PM Post #4
That guy. Posts: 89 Group: Members Member #2,894 Joined: Apr 24, 2007	Yep, it's just "User posted image".
	90% of teens today have one of these "90% of teens things" in their signature. If you are one of the 10% that don't, copy and paste this into your signature.


FAanimepicfinder	Feb 26 2008, 11:59 PM Post #5
What DnD and BESM crossover's look like... Posts: 724 Group: Members Member #1,880 Joined: Mar 8, 2006	Right, like Gherkin said, few errors here and their, but I, myself, would enjoy to see a finished product on this. You are some of the better WG writers around the internet now-a-days. There is allot, and I mean allot, of bad WG writers out there coughTriguncough Anyways, with practice and reading other good WG stories, your skills should blossom. Now, for a start in the right direction, here's a link to a large number of WG stories, all written by Matt L. Whom I find a very good WG writer. Matt L's Story section
	I call Shenanigans! <or was it Shinigamis...>


Apelord	Feb 27 2008, 06:48 PM Post #6
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Quote: You are some of the better WG writers around the internet now-a-days. Thanks! I'm glad you like it so far. Speaking of which, I have the new installment here. I know I just posted one, but I already had this part pretty much finished up when I did. But after this, you're going to have to wait a lot longer for new posts. So, here we go. (Oh, and I fixed the picture) Ayu was fast asleep during her math class, her head on her desk and a small puddle of drool on her chin, when her teacher yelled at her. “Miss Nishihara!” She shot up. “Yes, sensei?” “Now I know you don’t think this class is important enough to disturb you from your beauty sleep,” her teacher lectured, “but I would appreciate it if you would try to stay awake.” “Yes, sir.” She slid back as far as she could in her chair. ‘Stupid Kazumi! Why did she make me study with her?’ She thought to herself angrily. She chose study period for her first hour class so she catch up on some z’s. But today she had to stay up to help Kazumi study. So she was still tired and needed a place to catch up. Too bad her teacher didn’t feel any sympathy for poor Ayu. Two hours later, the lunch bell rang. Ayu walked through the lunch line, filling her tray with things at random: a pizza, fries, cookies, a brownie, soda (I know this is supposed to be Japan, but I can‘t think of any Japanese food). She wasn’t really paying attention to what she was getting; she was too preoccupied at yelling at Kazumi. She slammed her tray on the table and waited for Kazumi. She was always late to lunch because her last hour class was on the other side of the school. While she was waiting, she started eating. She started off with the pizza. ‘Hey, this is pretty good,’ she thought, eyes widening. ‘This school may have bad teachers, but they have awesome cafeteria workers.’ She was taking huge in huge mouthfuls of gooey, melty cheese and tomato sauce. She finished it off quickly and started munching on the fries, taking in large swigs of soda between mouthfuls. She was about to take a bite of brownie, when she noticed someone was watching on the other side the table. She looked up and saw Kazumi, looking at her, wide-eyed and mouth open, staring with either shock or amazement; she couldn‘t tell. Ayu started to blush. “How long have you been sitting there?“ she asked, shyly. “Just about the time you finished wolfing down that poor, defenseless pizza!” Kazumi said jokingly, picking up a couple of French fries from her own tray and munching on them. “I thought you had a big breakfast. Why are you still hungry?” “I wasn’t really paying attention to what I was putting on my tray; I was too busy thinking of what I was going to say when I yell at you!” Kazumi looked up from her tray with curiosity. “Why are you going to yell at me? What did I do?” “You kept me up during first hour making me help you study! Because of you, I fell asleep in math class! You know the deal: I don’t do anything that early!” “Well I’m sorry,” Kazumi spluttered out through a mouthful of pizza. “But if it wasn’t for you, I definitely would’ve failed the test.” “Yeah well,” Ayu said, mouth full of cookies. “You better get an A+ on that damn test!” “Don’t worry, I will. By the way, I’m comin’ over to your house after school today. That okay?” “Yeah, sure. But you gotta get out by 6; my mom’s coming home early.” “K. And are we still spending the night together this weekend?” “Well, of course! We’ve only had this planned for like, two weeks!” “Good. And don’t worry, I’ll bring enough snacks for you, me, and your little friend!” Kazumi said, standing up. Ayu looked up with a cookie in her mouth. “What friend?” she asked as crumbs flew out of her mouth. Kazumi reached over and poked Ayu’s bulging midsection. “Boop!” Ayu blushed with embarrassment. “What was that for?!” she yelled after Kazumi as she walked over to get a couple of extra napkins. She looked down to see that her plate was empty. ‘Maybe have gained a little weight…’ The school day ended with nothing exciting happening and the two girls rode the bus back to Ayu’s place. While Kazumi called her parents to tell them where she was, Ayu went to the bathroom. She finished up and was about to leave when she remembered the digital scale they kept in the corner. She turned to face it, and the question that plagued her all day reared it’s head again: Have I gained weight? She walked up to it slowly and stood at the base of the machine. ‘Well,’ she thought as she took that little step, ‘let’s see…’ The numbers flashed randomly as she waited for the final outcome: 103...110...136...131...The numbers stopped…125. She’d gained 16 pounds. Now this is the point where the average teenage girl would start flipping out and screaming; but not Ayu. She remained unmoved. That was the moment she realized: she was completely indifferent. “Huh!” she said out loud. “Weird!” She walked back into the living room to find Kazumi sitting on the couch. “There you are!” she said. “You were in there so long, I was starting to think that you’d fallen in! Then again, in your current condition, that would be impossible!” “Ha ha!” Ayu said, not stopping as she walked through to the kitchen. “So I’ve gained a little weight; big deal.” She grabbed a bag of chips and went back to Kazumi and sat on the couch next to her. She looked a little surprised. “Apparently, I’ve gained 16 pounds since last I checked, which was about a week and a half ago.” “Wait, wait, wait…So you honestly don’t care that you’ve gained weight?” “No, not really.” “Not at all?” “Not at all.” “Huh…Well I’m proud of you, girl!” she said, reaching over and taking some of the chips. “Most girls would’ve seen that 16 pound difference and cry!” “Yeah, well, I’m not most girls,” Ayu stated, taking a handful and shoving it in her mouth. At 6:25, well after Kazumi had already left, Ayu’s mom came home. “Hi, honey,” she said, coming through the door with grocery bags in her hands. “Sorry I‘m late. I needed to get some ingredients for dinner. Could you help me unload these?” “I was wondering where you were,” Ayu said, jumping off the couch. She rushed over to her mother, grabbing some of the bags. “Thanks. So how was school today?” She asked as they walked into the kitchen, setting everything on the counter. “Horrible,” Ayu complained, taking a box of noodles out of one of the bags. “My math teacher yelled at me today!” “Really? Why? What happened?” “I…uhh…Ifellasleepinclass,” Ayu mumbled. “Excuse me?” “Ifellasleep…inclass.” “Okay, now say it slowly.” “I…fell asleep…in class.” “Say what?!” Suddenly, Ayu’s mom was standing right in front of her, arms crossed. “Now try to explain yourself.” “It wasn’t my fault!” Ayu said, trying to defend herself. “Kazumi kept me up during first hour making me study with her!” “Wait, wait… ‘kept you up’?” Ayu immediately realized she made a big mistake. “So you would have been asleep if she didn’t make you study with her?” “Well…that’s what study hour’s for.” “Really? I thought it was for studying.” “It’s a beginners’ mistake. I’ll forgive you for it; this time.” Her mom stood there; stern for a moment, then a smirk etched itself across her face. Within moments she started chuckling. “Why is it hard to get mad at you? Well, thanks for helping me unload all this stuff. Dinner will be ready in about forty-five minutes or so.” With that, Ayu turned to leave, but her mom stopped her. “Wait, Ayu.” “Yes?” “Just…try to get to sleep earlier so you’re not so tired in the morning.” Ayu smiled. “Sure Mom. Cya!” She ran upstairs to her room, throwing herself down on the bed and flipping through the TV to find something good to watch. She stopped on the cooking channel. She would soon regret that. World famous chefs were tossing food into the air, adding spices and sauces to various platters. Cakes were being decorated, pastries being cooked, and random deserts were being prepared. She could practically smell all the enticing aromas that emanated from the kitchen; it made her salivate slightly. Customers were being the first to taste dishes that were never created before. Oh, how she wanted to be one of those incredibly lucky people. The show ended soon enough and Ayu realized that she had never been hungrier in her life. Her poor stomach felt as though it had been empty for weeks, even though she ate not three hours ago. She walked over to the top of the stairs and called down to her mother, “Hey Mom, is dinner ready yet?” “Yeah,” she heard her mom call up to her. “Just about. Give it another five minutes or so.” Suddenly, Ayu’s stomach growled louder than it ever had before; louder than any she’d ever heard. It was like a roar. There was a silence from down the stairs. Then, “My goodness…Was…was that your stomach!?” Ayu wasn’t quite sure how to respond. “N…no…” It was the only thing that came to mind. Her entire face was red enough to put a chili pepper to shame. “Wow, you ARE hungry! I’ll hurry up.” It was the longest five minutes of Ayu’s life. She sat in her room, clutching her empty stomach, trying to keep her mind off of how incredibly hungry she was. The smell of dinner somehow carried itself up the stairs, right into her nostrils. She groaned, “Why did I watch the cooking channel this close to dinner?” ‘Mental note,’ she thought. ‘Never watch other people eat food when you’re hungry.’ Soon enough, she heard the heavenly call of her mom yelling, “Dinner’s ready!” She ran excitedly down the staircase, the scent of the food drifting all around her. When she got to the kitchen, she was greeted by the awesome sight of a giant pan of lasagna covered in mozzarella cheese and a plate of breadsticks. She gawked at the magnificence of the feast. “Ahhh…I love you Mom!” Her mom couldn’t help but smile at the compliment. “Yeah, yeah.” she said. “You don’t have to waste your breath thanking me; go ahead and dig in.” She didn’t even need to say that. Ayu had already cut herself a large chunk and grabbed a breadstick. By the time her mom had put some on her own plate, Ayu had swallowed a huge mouthful of cheesy, meaty, tomato-y pasta. She was throwing food into her mouth, and some of it didn’t land in the predetermined destination, landing either on the floor or other areas of her face. She shoved large chunks of breadstick in her mouth in between bites. Her mom was eating to, but in a much more humanly pace. She was amazed at how much Ayu was putting away. She wasn’t sure to take it as a sign or a compliment of how good a cook she was. Meanwhile, Ayu finished off her first plate and immediately reached for seconds. She cherished each morsel of food that entered her gullet. She loved all of the flavors that were in the Italian dish. When her seconds were gone she went straight for thirds. She went at it much more slowly, already being stuffed. Soon enough, the thirds were done. She sat back, incredibly full and practically unable to move. “My goodness,” her mom said, picking up the two empty plates and carrying them over to the sink. “If I’d have known that you were that hungry, I would’ve made more!” “Oh no,” Ayu groaned. “There’s no way I could’ve eaten more than I did. And I’m really surprised I finished that. It was delicious Mom.” “Well thank you, dear. I’m surprised you ate with such gusto!” “Well, I didn’t think it was gonna be so good!” “Yeah…Oh hey, is Kazumi still coming over this weekend?” “Yup.” “Man, I’m sorry that I’m going to be out of town! I’d love to hang out with you two.” “I’m sorry too Mom. Now,” she grunted as she stood up, “I’m going to my room. I need to lay down. I‘ll probably fall asleep up there so please don‘t wake me.” “Don’t worry I won’t. Just in case you do fall asleep, goodnight.” “Goodnight.” Ayu trudged up the stairs incredibly slowly. With each step, she felt a small shaking in her belly region as all the food sloshed around in her stomach. “Man,” she said to herself. “I ate so much today: big breakfast, big lunch, snacking with Kazumi after school, and that dinner for two I just ate! I‘m going to have to work hard to get all the extra weight off.” Once she said that, as if on cue, her stomach contracted, and pain was sent all throughout her body. “On second thought, maybe not.” She made it to her room (finally) and fell on the bed. It made a horrible creaking sound as she shifted positions to somewhat calm the gurgling mess inside her. With no energy left to even change into her pajamas, she fell into a state of deep, deep slumber.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Apelord	Mar 9 2008, 06:27 PM Post #7
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Here's the new installment. Enjoy! Ayu awoke two hours later. She groggily sat up in her bed; the extreme feeling of pain in her stomach had subsided and she felt that she could move again. She stood up and slowly walked over to her closet, looking at herself in the full-body mirror. It’s amazing what difference one big day of eating can make. Her once slightly concave stomach stuck out much farther than it did that morning. Her breasts also experienced the effects; they now had a certain roundness to them that had never been there before. Her hips jutted out the farthest, giving off a hint of newly forming love handles. A small layer of pudge covered over her other once athlete-like body parts: arms, legs, cheeks. Now normal teenage girls wouldn’t like this, but Ayu didn’t care…she almost did like it. She heard a small murmuring coming from the downstairs TV. ’Huh,’ she thought to herself, ’Mom must still be awake.’ Walking downstairs, she could feel the small layer of fat that covered her shake slightly as each foot hit the ground. She giggled to herself quietly. ‘Heh; that kinda tickles.’ When she reached the bottom of the staircase, a strange sight met her eyes. Instead of her mother sitting on the couch watching TV, it was Kazumi. But there was something strange about her. A green aura surrounded her. Her skin shined with a strange yet beautiful light; bright enough for you to take notice, but not enough to light the dark room she sat in. But that wasn’t the strangest thing about her; she was in her underwear. Not her normal, everyday bra and panties (Ayu knew because they would always change together in the girls’ locker room for gym). They were something someone would wear when they were trying to seduce someone. The black bra was clearly too small and barely covered anything, only the parts it needed to; slightly transparent. The straps dug into her fat, straining to hold the massive baggage as it seemed ready to snap at any moment. The panties were nothing more than a leaf on a string. The seductive ensemble showed off her womanly curves: her mammoth-sized belly resting on her massive thighs, her large bottom which seemed even larger due to the way she sat on the couch, the various rolls of fat that covered her body. “What the…?” Ayu said to herself, quietly. Kazumi must have heard her, because she turned her head just as she said it. Her wide, playful eyes immediately narrowed into a seductive stare. The playful air that once surrounded her turned into complete lust, and a sexual tension emanated from her making Ayu feel uncomfortable; she could tell that Kazumi was undressing her with her eyes. “Hi, honey,” she said. But it wasn’t in her usual fun-loving tone of voice; it was much more seducing. “Honey?” Ayu asked, just as Kazumi stood up and started to walk toward her. The way she walked was that of a runway model going down the catwalk; ripples being sent throughout the various inches of her well-rounded body as each foot struck the hardwood floor, like that of a small pond once a pebble broke its surface. “What do you mean, hon…” Ayu blushed as Kazumi pressed a finger to her lips, silencing her. “Ssssh…Just wait.” With that, she leaned forward, mouth puckered, for the kiss… Ayu shot up in her bed, sweating. “What…was…THAT?!!” she panted heavily. “I…NEVER…have those kinds…those kinds of dreams!!” She scooted over to the edge of her bed, letting her legs dangle off the sides. “It seemed so real…I could practically feel her lips…” She reached up and touched her lips; they were moist, like she’d been drooling. She looked at the clock: 8:42. But it was morning. She could tell due to the small rays of morning sunlight shining in through the cracks in her bamboo shades. She sighed; she’d slept through the only time she had to spend with her mother. Knowing her mom’s schedule, she knew they probably wouldn’t have another night together like this for at least a couple of weeks. She stood up, grunting as she did so. She walked out of her room and took her mom’s note. It said “I hope you and Kazumi have a good time. I’ll see you Monday night. Love, Mom. P.S. I made you breakfast again today: pancakes. (Again, I can’t think of any Japanese food) Ayu’s eyes lit up at the word “pancakes”. She perked up immediately and ran down the steps. It was no secret that of all foods out there, pancakes were her absolute favorite. No food even came close. They were so light and fluffy, and since her mom made them, she knew that they were going to be way better than average. She reached the kitchen and once again saw the comforting sight of a foil-wrapped plate sitting on the table with a container of maple syrup next to it. She grabbed a carton of milk from the refrigerator and poured herself a rather large glass. She set it on the table and started to unwrap the plate. Underneath the small layer of heat-trapping foil, she found a stack of four pancakes. Her eyes sparkled like that of a young child on Christmas morning. She poured on the syrup until the container was half empty. The sweet, gooey liquid was absorbed into the pancakes, dampening them. Ayu lifted up her fork as her stomach growled, demanding to be fed. She dug in ravenously, leaving little time to breath. It was better than she could imagine. The lightness of the batter was complemented by the sweetness of the maple syrup, increasing her appetite. Her fork moved with lightning-fast reflexes as the food was practically being thrown into her mouth. The sticky syrup surrounded her ever-rounding cheeks and dripped off her chin. She shoved forkfuls into her mouth as the stack started to shorten, taking swigs of milk to make the buttery mass of food go down easier. Within a matter of minutes, the four pancakes were gone, and Ayu was full. Oh, she was a sight. Her cheeks were shining with sticky, sticky syrup. A small milk mustache formed at the top of her lip, but she quickly wiped it off. The seams of the sweater, which, moments ago, fit rather well, were stretching, showing off a small portion of extra flesh that formed in her midsection during the duration of her meal. The pudginess of her belly was much more prudent than the night before, but it was very round and tight. She could hear the mess inside her stomach gurgle as it struggled to digest. She put her hands on her stomach and started to rub it. “Man,” she said, “I love Mom’s food. It almost makes this new belly worth it.” She kept rubbing, feeling the warm flesh in between her fingers as she began to slightly massage it. ‘You know what…I actually kinda like this,’ she thought. ‘All the great food I get to eat; all this taut, warm belly I get to massage; and even the tightness of my clothes!’ She started to pull down on her top, trying to get it over the mass of flab that covered her belly. ‘I think I might continue this…I just might gain weight!” She was brought back to reality as Momo jumped up onto the table. For an old cat, she was very graceful. Momo purred as she rubbed her head against Ayu’s shoulder. She knew this to mean that she was ready to be fed. “Hi Momo,” she said, smiling as she pet her head. “Hold on, let me get your food.” She stood up slowly and walked over to the cabinet where she kept the cat food. She opened it up and took out the large bag of dry cat food and the small can of tuna she’d always put on top. Momo waited by her feet impatiently as she poured some food into the bowl by the refrigerator. Once the bowl was full and Ayu stepped away from it, Momo immediately began to gorge herself on the mixture of tuna and cat food. Ayu watched with a content smile on her face. She was always in much better moods during the weekends. Suddenly she remembered that she needed to take a bath. She walked through the living room into the bathroom. She began to undress, feeling the strain of her tighter clothing disappear as she slid them off onto the floor. She looked at herself in the mirror and grabbed a small handful of flab that surrounded her swollen belly. “Hmmm…” she moaned as she once again began to rub her stomach. “This does feel good…I think I will gain weight. What’s the harm in it, anyway?” She reached over and turned on the bathtub’s faucet, setting it up to the highest temperature. She sat on the toilet, massaging her stomach as she waited for the tub to fill up. She loved to take nice, long, hot baths. It was such a relaxing feeling, being completely consumed in the steamy waters. She would spend incredibly long sums of time in the bathtub, usually over forty-five minutes in length. Sometimes, when she was really stressed out, she’d light some aroma candles, put bubbles in the water, and play some relaxing music in her CD player. In those cases, she would almost always fall asleep, only to be woken up by her mother hours later. Soon, the bathtub was filled up to just the right level. Ayu turned off the water and placed her hand in the hot water to test the temperature. “Oooohhh…,” she said. “Just right.” She stood up and dipped her leg into the almost boiling-hot liquid. She moaned in ecstasy as she immersed herself deeper into the steamy fluid. Her whole body was soon covered in the heavenly pool of water. She rested her head against the headrest, shutting off her mind and body, letting herself be completely consumed in a world of relaxation… An hour later, she stepped out of the tub, dripping wet and feeling completely reborn. She wrapped herself in a towel and started to drain the water. Drying herself off, she wiped the condensation off the mirror. She could see her newly-formed layer of flab shining from the dampness of the water. Goosebumps appeared all over her body; that’s what happens to a person who just walked out of a steamy bathtub into the chilly air outside it’s waters. She took out her hairdryer and turned it on, feeling the hot air brush against her scalp. Soon, after her hair had almost completely dried off, she put on the purple, 100% cotton robe, feeling its softness against her still slightly damp body. She opened the door, making the steam that was once trapped within the walls of the bathroom exit in a large, puff-like cloud. She walked through the living room and up the stairs, the only sound being that of her bare feet hitting the hardwood floor. Once up the stairs, she walked into her room. She took off her robe, letting it drop to the floor ever-so lightly. Putting on her clothes, she truly saw how big a change sixteen pounds made on a person. She had a hard time even putting on her underwear. She had to struggle to get her bra straps all the way across her back, the cups straining themselves to cover her rounder, more prominent bosom. Her panties could barely fit around her rotund thighs, digging into her fatty hip. “Man,” she said to herself. “How could I not notice this weight change until now?” She put on her favorite yellow shirt. It was absolutely skin-tight, clinging to her for dear life as it showed off the very bottom of her protruding belly. Her pants only just fit across her extensive waist, giving her a slight muffin-top. “I’m gonna need to buy more clothes soon,” she said, looking at herself in the mirror. She looked at the clock; it said 10:13. ‘Kazumi should be here in a couple of minutes,’ she thought. ‘I wonder how she’s going to react to my new plan.” Ayu walked downstairs and sat herself down on the couch. She turned on the TV, waiting for Kazumi… Five minutes later, the doorbell rang. Ayu jumped off the couch excitedly and ran toward the door. She opened it and found Kazumi standing there with a black suitcase in her hand, a small duffel bag around her shoulder, and a smile on her face. “Hi Ayu!” she said, delighted. “Hey Kazumi!” Ayu replied in the same enthusiastic tone, hugging her. “Here,” she said, letting go, “let me take your bag.” She reached out and grabbed the duffel bag. “Thanks,” Kazumi breathed. “That was getting heavy.” Ayu was surprised at just how weighted down the bag was. “Jeez,” she said, “this thing is so heavy! What’s in here?” Kazumi walked in, closing the door behind her. “Snacks.” Ayu’s eyes widened. “You needed a whole bag just for food?!!” Kazumi smiled. “Not just food…drinks too!” “Well, why did you need so much?!” Kazumi started laughing. “I told you, I’d bring enough food for you, me, and your friend; who, by the way, seems to have gotten bigger since yesterday,” she added, poking Ayu’s larger belly. Ayu blushed. “Speaking of which, I want to tell you something…It’s an idea I have.” “What?” Kazumi asked, curious. “Well, I was thinking of gaining weight.” Kazumi’s eyes widened as she set down her suitcase. “Really?” “Yeah. I mean, I like food and I’m really lazy; it’d probably happen anyway. I figure I might as well choose to do it. Plus,” she added, squeezing a small handful of her own belly fat, “I kinda like all this extra fat!” Kazumi seemed a little stumped as to what to say. “Well, how much weight do you plan to gain? Like 10 or 15 pounds?” “Well, actually…more like 50.” “50?!” she asked, slightly baffled. “Are you sure you want to do this?” “Well, actually…that’s something I wanted to ask you about. You know, do you think I should do it?” Kazumi sat down on the couch. “Well, let’s look a this at a scientific point of view. We should make a list of pros and cons and see if you still want to do it.” Ayu smiled. ‘Good ol’ Kazumi,’ she thought. ‘She always approaches things in a “scientific point of view”.’ “Well, let’s start with cons,” Kazumi said. “First of all, there’s all the medical problems accompanied with weight gain: you know, heart problems, trouble breathing, stuff like that.” Ayu blinked in surprise at this point. “Well, jeez…I mean, that kind of stuff doesn’t really matter to me. You know me; when have I ever been one to worry about stuff like that?” “Okay; second: you’d get much bigger, and have to buy more clothes. It could be really expensive.” “Well, that’s okay,” she said, sitting down. “My mom makes a lot of money and she’s really nice about letting me use it. So that shouldn’t be a problem.” “Oh yeah…Well, you’d do much more poorly in gym.” “Pfft,” Ayu scoffed. “It‘s easy to pass P.E. All you have to do is try and they give you a participation grade.” “People will make fun of you.” “I don’t care about what people have to say.” “If you start and you want to change your mind, it’ll be hard to lose the weight.” “That’s okay. I’ll manage.” “Most guys won’t be attracted to you.” “I’m sure I’ll find someone. I’ve heard of guys who like big girls.” ‘Like that guy that asked you out,’ she thought to herself. “Huh,” Kazumi said. “Well, that’s all I can think of. So you’re really going through with this?” “Well if that’s all you got, yes.” “Well then,” Kazumi said, putting her hands on her thighs and standing up, “I guess I’ll help you out.” This took Ayu by complete surprise. She watched as Kazumi walked over to the snack bag and opened it. She was completely flattered at her friend’s generous offer to help with this strange request. At most, Ayu expected Kazumi to let her do it without that big of a fuss over it. She’d never have believed that she’d actually aid her. “So, you’d really help me do this?” she asked. “Well sure,” Kazumi said, taking out a big bag of Cheetohs. She sat down next to Ayu, giving her the bag and putting her arm around her. “You’re my best friend. I’d help you with anything short of murder,” she chuckled. Ayu smiled. “Thank you, Kazumi,” she said, hugging her chubby friend. “You’re so nice!” She could see Kazumi out of the corner of her eye, blushing. “Yeah, yeah,” she said. “Now quit hugging me.” She pushed Ayu off of her and opened the Cheetoh bag, thrusting it on her. “You’ve got a lot of eating to do before lunch.” Ayu smiled and grabbed the bag. “Alright.” Kazumi started chuckling. “Wow. ‘You’ve got a lot of eating to do before lunch’? I never thought I’d ever say that!” Ayu laughed, being careful not to choke on the mouthful cheesy food. ‘Well,’ she thought, ‘this is going to be the beginning of something great.’ ME: Okay, from this point on, there will be developing yuri. Just letting you know. And please let me know what you think; I feel like I've been slipping recently.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Gherkin Cop	Mar 10 2008, 01:36 PM Post #8
That guy. Posts: 89 Group: Members Member #2,894 Joined: Apr 24, 2007	I'm enjoying it so far, a few minor errors here and there, but they're easily overlooked Also, your sig is...interesting. Pretty neat though!
	90% of teens today have one of these "90% of teens things" in their signature. If you are one of the 10% that don't, copy and paste this into your signature.


FAanimepicfinder	Mar 11 2008, 09:00 PM Post #9
What DnD and BESM crossover's look like... Posts: 724 Group: Members Member #1,880 Joined: Mar 8, 2006	Gherkin Cop Mar 10 2008, 12:36 PM I'm enjoying it so far, a few minor errors here and there, but they're easily overlooked Also, your sig is...interesting. Pretty neat though! I have to say the same, but, I'll be going down in minor detail some specifics in the story itself? Question: You explained that during her dream, she observed herself in the mirror and you presented the readers with what she looked like, but is that what she really looked like? It's crucial to have your reader know what size she/he is, especially in WG genre . . . Its the point of it, after all. Also, I'd be more detailed with how big she is, using comparisons, I find fruit and sports balls the most commonly used, and actual measurements, Inches gets into more detail, but more people know metric units better, so I'd go with what you're most familiar with, of her gains. I also saw a few grammar errors, but, again, as long as you're writing good, its hardly noticeable, just don't get worse . . . If that's possible . . .
	I call Shenanigans! <or was it Shinigamis...>


Safalo	Mar 11 2008, 11:09 PM Post #10
aka TheFeeder Posts: 150 Group: Members Member #1,159 Joined: Dec 19, 2004	You're a very good writter! You've got yourself a new reader =P And lol! I suspected yuri while reading the first chapter, when Kazumi's eyes were described... Glad to know I was right! Yuri's awesome, especially the fat kind



Apelord	Mar 12 2008, 06:34 AM Post #11
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Gherkin: Thanks! I'm glad you like it. And as for the sig: I know, right? Who would take the time to make that?! FAanimepicfinder: Yes, that's what she looked like in real life. I probably should've been more clear about that...Anyway; I'll keep in mind about the comparisons and use them more often, but I'm absolutely clueless about measurements, so I probably won't use them that much. Thanks for the suggestions. Safalo: Thanks! I'm glad you like it. And as for the yuri: Hell yeah there's yuri!
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Apelord	Mar 24 2008, 09:45 PM Post #12
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Okay, this next post took longer to write because for a couple of days I was sick, then I spent two more days working on the makeup homework, leaving no time to write; then I suffered from a bout of both writer's block and procrastination; then I went on vacation with my family to Alabama for a few days. But anyway, without furhter adu...well, here. Ayu sat on the couch, her hand deep in a big bag of barbeque chips. Crumbs covered her face and her hands were coated in red powder. The Cheetohs bag, that, moments ago was full, lay on the ground, empty, along with three others. It had only been two hours since Kazumi offered to help Ayu gain weight, and she had already eaten over a quarter of the snack bag that was supposed to last the whole weekend. The clothes that were already tight that morning started to show even more signs of strain: her shirt was showing off even more of her pillow-sized stomach, the part that was covered was stretched out much farther to cover her fatty midsection. She even had to unbutton her jeans to compensate for the extra inches on her waist. “Kazumi, are you almost ready?” she called through the wall into the kitchen where Kazumi was making her lunch. “Yeah,” she heard Kazumi reply. “Just give me a second!” “Well hurry up!” She was almost inclined to say “I’m starving”. But it was kind of strange. Although she’d been eating like a pig all day, she was still hungry. She wasn’t even close to satisfied. It was like the food was just disappearing once it entered her mouth and reappeared as fat. She poked her ever-expanding belly and felt her still-dainty finger seep through her flesh. ‘Well I guess this is working out,’ she thought. Behind her, she heard the sound of her overweight friend’s feet bounding through the hallway into the living room. She felt a pudgy hand placed on her shoulder as Kazumi said, “Okay. Come get your food.” “Thanks, Kazumi,” Ayu said, standing up. “And again, I can’t thank you enough for helping me.” “No problem,” Kazumi replied, smiling. “I told you; I’m your best friend. I will always help you. Now,” she continued, putting her hands over Ayu’s eyes, “I want this to be a surprise; so let’s go see what’s in the kitchen.” Ayu stood awkwardly, trying to keep her friend’s hands placed over her eyes. They stumbled through the hallway, Ayu leading the way and Kazumi close enough behind to keep her arms draped around Ayu’s shoulders. They reached the kitchen; Ayu could feel Kazumi shake with excitement. “Okay,” she said. “Open your eyes.” She felt Kazumi’s hands lift from her eyes and with it her sight came back to her. The view that met her was jaw-dropping. There, sitting on the table (barely!) was an absolutely enormous submarine sandwich: easily five feet in length and, from what Ayu could tell, stacked with at least six different types of meat and three different cheeses. The very ends of the sandwich were hanging off the edge of the table. Seeing this monstrous thing would give someone the impression that they were holding a large catered affair. Ayu was stunned at the size of this behemoth. “Wha…? What is this?!” “Heh,” Kazumi chuckled. “I knew you‘d like it!” “Where did you get all the bread and meat? We don’t have this much food!” “You’d be surprised. I found the bread in the back of the cabinets. There were two other rolls just like it next to this one. And there were a whole bunch of various lunch meats in the fridge, so I just pitched it all together.” Kazumi smiled as she sat down. “What?” Ayu wondered out loud. “Why does my mom have five feet hoagie rolls?” “I don’t know, but I figured it would be perfect for your new, weird little plan.” “But I can’t eat all that! That’s enough for, like, ten people!” Kazumi chuckled. “Hey, I’m eating some too! Here,” she started to cut off part of the giant sandwich, “since you’re the one trying to gain weight, I’ll give you three feet, and I’ll take the other two.” The way she said it made it sound like she thought it was an easy task. “But it’s still a three foot sandwich! I’ve only ever to be able to eat one-footers. And I ate all those chips just a second ago.” “Well that was because you were hungry. Now, you’ll be trying. Plus, if you don‘t think you’ll be to finish it, I’ll feed it to you.” Ayu blushed. “Really?” she asked, flattered. “You’d do that for me?” Kazumi sighed. “Okay, how many times do I have to say this? I am your best friend, Ayu! I’ll help you with anything.” “Thank you, Kazumi!” “Well,” Kazumi said, standing up, “that’s the last time I’m saying it. Now,” she continued, grabbing Ayu by the arm and forcing her to sit down, “enough talking. Let’s get to eating!” Kazumi sat next to her soon-to-be-pudgy friend and took a bite of her own sandwich. Ayu watched her eat with a content smile on her face. ‘Good ol’ Kazumi,’ she thought. ‘Always helping me when I ask her.’ She looked at her slice of the giant submarine sandwich and took a large bite. “Ugh,” Ayu groaned, loudly. She placed a hand on her distended stomach. “No. No more.” Twenty minutes after she started her huge lunch feast, she had finished barely over two-thirds of her sandwich. She could take no more. She felt like she was about to burst. She had no idea how hard this was going to be. After only one foot of the massive “hoagie from hell”, (as Ayu had called it earlier) she was starting to feel the strain. But after another foot, she knew that she couldn’t eat any more. “Kazumi, I’m sorry,” she said tiredly. “I can’t eat anymore. You’re going to have to eat the rest.” Kazumi chuckled, her own sandwich gone. “Oh no. You’re not getting out of this that easy.” She stood up and walked over to her stuffed friend. “You’re getting my help, whether you want it or not.” She grabbed the sandwich and held it up to Ayu’s mouth, whereas she smacked it away. “I’m serious, Kazumi,” she said, trying to stand up. “I can’t…grunt…I can’t eat anymore!” When attempting to stand, she felt a strong yet chubby hand grab her wrist and yank her back down into the chair. “No,” Kazumi said sternly. “I’m going to help you.” She held Ayu’s wrist against the arms of the chair, swinging her leg across and pressing it into Ayu’s, pinning her down. As Ayu opened her mouth to speak, she felt a sandwich being shoved into her throat, almost making her gag. She opened her eyes wide. What was Kazumi doing?! Force-feeding her?!! She tasted meat, cheese, assorted condiments; all being crammed down her throat. She had to either swallow or choke on it. But it was hard to chew when even more food was being shoved into her gullet, down into her belly which was too full to take anything being put in it with such force. She could feel the muscles of her distended stomach stretch out to a point which they were never supposed to be pushed. She closed her eyes in agony, feeling ready to burst at any moment. She started flailing her arms, trying to get Kazumi off of her. Kazumi just stood there, forcing more and more into her mouth. Feeling her blubbery friend pin to a chair was a strange (yet somehow pleasing) sensation that Ayu had never experienced before. All 243 pounds of her massive body rested itself on top of her. Kazumi’s large stomach hung down into Ayu’s lap, so soft and fluffy. Her flabby thighs pushed against her own, keeping Ayu’s legs pinned down by one of the cushiest things Ayu had ever felt. She blushed wildly as Kazumi’s pudgy fingers got so close to her mouth, she could have sworn she felt one or two of them go in. Opening one of her eyes, she looked at her friends face; although it was deep in concentration, she could almost see the etchings of a smile on the edge of her lips. She couldn’t take it anymore, the pain was too much. Any more of this and she was sure that she would burst. She yelled, “KAZUMI, STOP!!” Her voice was clear as a bell. There was no muffled sound that she expected to hear. She opened her eyes; the sandwich was gone. Somehow, she had managed to eat a three-foot sub. She looked up at Kazumi and saw a look of amazement on her face. Had she even been aware of what she was doing? Did she just now realize what she put her friend through? “What was that for?!” Ayu sat on the chair, sweating and breathing heavily. Her massively distended stomach stuck out like an over-inflated basketball. Stretch marks started to show underneath the large bulge, showing off how large her belly become. Her shirt gave up trying to cover it, resting below her bust. The zippers of her pants had unzipped themselves to give way to the bulbous mass of fat that had appeared over the duration of her binge. “Wow,” Kazumi said in a breathy voice. “I can’t believe I just did that.” She crouched down next to Ayu so that she was eye-to-eye with her overstuffed friend. “I’m so sorry Ayu. I don’t know what came over me.” Once again, Ayu found herself staring into Kazumi’s bright, blue eyes. Small tears started to form in the pit of her eye. True guilt glimmered through the two watery spheres, making them shine even brighter. Looking into them, she was reminded of the sky on a cloudless day; a shade of blue that seemed to go on forever…There was no way that Ayu could stay mad at her. She sighed. “It’s okay.” Kazumi shook her head. “No, no. I mean it. I am so, so sorry. What can I do? Is there anything you need?” Ayu shook her head, no, but Kazumi wouldn’t take it. “I’m serious! Please, let me do something for you.” Ayu closed her eyes and sighed, when she heard Kazumi blurt out, “I know!” Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands grope her huge stomach. She opened her eyes in surprise and found her friend massaging her swollen gut. Her eyes widened and she started to blush. “Kazumi,” she wheezed. “W…what are you doing?” Kazumi smiled. “I’m rubbing your belly! It helps the digestion so you won’t feel so bloated. It’s just a way to say I’m sorry.” Ayu blushed even harder, trying to think of something to say. All she could come up with was, “O…Okay.” Ayu sat in the chair, red in the face, as Kazumi proceeded to rub her distended stomach. It felt good, honestly, but at the same time, a little uncomfortable. So many feelings collided with each other; her friend’s chubby fingers kneading the colossal mass of flab protruding from her belly, the extremely overstuffed feeling within her stomach, the sensation of being force fed still embedded in her memory…even this new, strange attraction toward her best friend. And while this war of feelings went on inside her mind, Kazumi just sat there, rubbing and rubbing. And it felt good. The tenseness of her belly slowly started to ease away as the fingers started to dig deeper and deeper into her flesh. She closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, completely relaxed. It felt so good… “Unghhh…” The rubbing stopped. Ayu opened her eyes wide, blushing madly. Kazumi glanced at her with a confused look. An uncomfortable silence filled the room. Apparently, in her state of enhanced ecstasy, she had let a slight pleasure moan slip. She had never expected something so simple as a little belly rub to feel so…wonderful. But would Kazumi understand? Ayu wasn’t even sure she understood herself. She had to think of something quick to get Kazumi’s curious gaze off of her. “Uhh…” she stammered. “S…sorry. I…uhh…farted.” Kazumi winced and plugged her nose, lifting her hands off of Ayu’s giant stomach (oh, she wished they would’ve stayed there). “EWWW!!” she yelled as she stood up, chuckling. “That’s disgusting, Ayu!” She walked out of the kitchen, laughing. Ayu stood up, sighing both out of relief and of sadness that the massage was over. “Well,” she called through the rooms, “you took your chances rubbing my belly like that!” She followed her friend out of the room, leaving behind the scene of the strangest meal she’s ever had.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Safalo	Mar 25 2008, 08:00 PM Post #13
aka TheFeeder Posts: 150 Group: Members Member #1,159 Joined: Dec 19, 2004	Pretty sweet! I really like the way you describe things =) Can't wait for the next chapter!



Apelord	Mar 31 2008, 11:06 PM Post #14
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Thank you! I'm really surprised at how well this story is going over... I mean, over a thousand views?! I'm glad that all of you are have enoyed it up until now. Well, here's the next chapter. I'll try to get the next one posted as soon as I can. “Uh-oh,” Kazumi said, taking yet another bag of chips out of the duffel bag. “Looks like we’re running out of snacks.” “Really?” Ayu asked, looking up. “Yeah,” Kazumi scoffed. “I guess we’ve been kinda going overboard with this.” “Huh. Well at least we know it’s working,” Ayu said, grabbing one of her love handles. “I guess so,” Kazumi said, looking at the clock. “It’s about dinner time; what should we have?” Ayu glanced at the clock as well: 6:34. It had been six hours since the strange (yet pleasing) lunch experience, and it was still embedded in her mind’s eye. Luckily, due to the massage, she got over her fullness pretty quickly so she could continue eating, but at a much slower rate; though this time Kazumi ate a lot too, shortening their food supply rather quickly. And although the bizarre feeling toward her friend still lingered on, Ayu paid no mind to it. She was too busy with her plan, which was going quite well. It was going so good in fact, she had to change into a bigger set of clothes after the sandwich fiasco. The taut fat on her stomach that came from that meal had softened quite a bit; Ayu sometimes found herself just looking at the protruding mass of flab extending from her belly, prodding it and rubbing it. It was like her own personal plush pillow. Her butt and thighs strained her jeans, all the soft and cushy fat crammed inside like sardines, straining the fabric. She could feel a double-chin beginning to form. All these changes were small, yet noticeable. “Well,” Ayu said, standing up, “how about calling in some pizza?” “Sounds good.” “What kinda pizza should we have?” “Hmm…” Kazumi wondered. “How about…uhh…sausage and pepperoni on one and…well, whatever you want on yours; and a two-liter Pepsi. “Wait…two pizzas?” “Yeah; one for you, one for me.” Ayu scoffed, “Yeah right! There’s no way I’ll be able to eat a full pizza; especially after that huge lunch.” “Yeah you will, I‘ll make sure of it. And don’t worry,” she added, noticing Ayu’s nervous look, “I won’t try to force-feed you this time!” Ayu smiled. “Good,” she said. She dialed the numbers, putting the phone up to her ear. RING…..RING….. “Hello, Giovanni’s Pizza. Can I help you?” Kazumi paced the floor hurriedly, not even trying to hide her impatience. “When is the pizza coming?” she complained, her massive stomach growling. “I’m starving!” Ayu chuckled, amused at how cute Kazumi looked acting like a spoiled child. “Calm down,” she said. “It should be here any minute now. Just sit down already.” Kazumi sat on the couch and kicked her legs fussily. “But I’m hungry,” she whined. “You were just eating chips!” “Yeah…but now I’m hungry for pizza.” Ayu laughed; Kazumi was such a glutton! “Just be a little patient.” Kazumi sighed. “Well haven’t you ever been so hungry you’d thought you’d die?” “Well,” Ayu said, staring off into space, remembering the night before. “I guess so. Last night, when I was waiting for my mom to finish cooking dinner, I started watching a cooking show.” Kazumi winced; obviously she’d done that before. “Yeah, you don’t wanna do that,” she said, clearly thinking about her own experience with cooking shows. She groaned; apparently thinking about cooking had made her even hungrier. “When is the pizza gonna get here?!” As Kazumi sat and impatiently waited, Ayu continued to replay last night’s events: She waited for a while…Her mom called her down to eat…She gorged herself on lasagna…She walked back upstairs and went to sleep…And then, she had that dream. The dream that she managed to forget quite easily; she started to think about it again. Kazumi, sitting on the couch in her skimpy underwear. The overflowing wall of fat that she called her stomach sagging in between her massive thunder thighs like a fleshy beanbag. Her buxom chest straining the fabric of her seductive bra, trying to contain them. From the back, Ayu could clearly see a large mass of back fat; bulges of flab that buried the tiny bra straps. Her huge, weighty rear putting a strain on the couch cushion, each cheek about the size of a melon. She sat there innocent yet seductive. And then at the end, with the kiss… “Uhh…What are you looking at?” Ayu jumped. She’d been staring at Kazumi the whole time she reminisced about her dream. She started to blush, and she heard a resonating tune inside her head; it went ‘Awkward!’ Once again, she had to think of a quick way out of an uncomfortable moment. “Huh?” she blurted out. “Sorry…spaced out there for a second.” DING DONG. “Ooh!” Kazumi piped up, jumping off the couch. “Doorbell! Pizza! Quick,” she said, running toward the door, “go get some money!” Ayu stood up too and headed upstairs. ‘Whew!’ she thought ‘Saved by the bell.’ She hurried up to her room and grabbed her wallet. She ran back downstairs just as Kazumi greedily took the pizzas and soda from the confused delivery guy standing in the doorway. Ayu chuckled and walked over to him. “How much?” she asked. The guy stuttered, “Uhh…Th…that’ll be…$15.” Ayu smiled and handed him the money. “Thank you.” She closed the door as the delivery guy walked away. She turned around and found Kazumi pouring two large glasses of Pepsi. “Okay,” Kazumi said, putting the cap back on the soda bottle, “I have the sausage and pepperoni, and you have the extra cheese and sausage.” She opened the pizza box lid and a ball of steam wafted up and hit her in the face. “Ooh,” she breathed, taking in a huge whiff of pizza, “fresh...Here,” she added, standing up, “I’ll go get some plates. You can go ahead and start eating.” “Hey Kazumi,” Ayu called after her as she left the room. “You wanna watch a movie?” “Sure,” Kazumi called back. “What’cha got?” So for the next half hour, the two best friends talked, gossiped, watched some random comedy movie, and stuffed their faces with pizza and soda. It was these kind of nights that Ayu cherished the most; just hanging out with her two best friends: Kazumi and food. While chatting, Ayu mentioned to Kazumi about her dream, leaving out crucial details like how seductive the underwear was and at the end when she kissed her. Kazumi didn’t seem to pay much mind to it, and it opened up a whole conversation about dreams they recently had. Kazumi, apparently, had a dream the night earlier as well, but she wouldn’t go into detail (she said she didn’t remember). The pizzas, meanwhile, started to shrink, as did Ayu’s appetite. By the time she had finished three slices, she was starting to feel full; apparently, the massage didn’t help as much as she thought. But she pressed on to impress Kazumi. She struggled to ignore the pain, trying to keep her mind focused on the conversation. But after two more slices, she couldn’t ignore it any more. She leaned back, putting her hand on her stomach. “Ugh,” she groaned. “I’m full!” Kazumi looked at her. “Really?” she asked. “You’ve only finished half your pizza.” “Well, yeah. I mean I had that huge lunch. Which I still haven’t recovered from, by the way,” she added, looking at Kazumi with a slight glare in her expression. Kazumi laid her chin on her hand, thinking. “I’ll tell you what,” she said after a few seconds. “I’ll feed it to you; gently. And if you want me to stop, just tell me. I don’t want to hurt you again.” Ayu whined. “But I’m full!” “Come on,” Kazumi said, taking a slice of pizza and holding it up to Ayu’s mouth. “Be brave. It won’t be anything like lunch.” Ayu groaned and closed her eyes. “Fine.” “Okay, here we go.” Slowly, Kazumi hovered the cheesy, melty pizza into Ayu’s open mouth. She took a bite, relishing the taste. Then she took another, and another, and another. Soon enough, she bit into the crispy crust, slightly impressed that she’d finished it so quickly now that she was being fed. Before long, the first slice was gone. Kazumi reached into the box and grabbed another. This one, on the other hand, was pushed a little more forcefully into her mouth, surprising Ayu. She grimaced slightly as the pizza filled her mouth to the brim, making it somewhat harder to chew. But she pushed on as her distended stomach ached, filling her with pain. A drop of sweat dripped off her brow and she once again made her way to the crust, which was shoved into her mouth in one motion, hard to swallow. She had barely enough time to breathe before yet another slice was being crammed into her gullet. Ayu opened her eyes to look at Kazumi; the look on her face was like that of the one she had during the force feeding in her lunch: determined yet somewhat happy. Her stomach contracted, sending pain throughout her body; she had to stop it before it got out of hand. She grabbed Kazumi’s arm, telling her to stop; she did. She took the pizza out of her mouth, once again leaving Kazumi looking confused. She coughed, “Kazumi! You were doing it again!” Disoriented, Kazumi asked, “What?” “You started force-feeding me!” This seemed to shock Kazumi. “I did?!” Ayu scoffed. “Yeah! You can’t seem to stop!” “I’m sorry! I…I didn’t realize…” She sighed. “That’s okay.” “Do you want another belly rub?” Ayu’s eyes widened. The mention of another massage seemed to excite her. Blood started to pump harder, reddening her face. “Uhh…S…sure,” she stuttered. “Okay.” Once again, Ayu felt her friend’s chubby hands grope her large belly. Its tautness went away, as the fingers seeped into her flab. Ecstasy filled her body and she sighed. She leaned back and let her friend continue to knead her massive stomach, a small smile on her face… Honestly, she could get used to this.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


FAanimepicfinder	Apr 1 2008, 12:14 PM Post #15
What DnD and BESM crossover's look like... Posts: 724 Group: Members Member #1,880 Joined: Mar 8, 2006	I see you took some of my advice with describing with food, Especially with Kazumi. I liked how you described the force-feeding, done quite nicely. Most of the time I hear just how much of a turn on it is, when, in reality, it's also painful, especially when you're full. I don't know from experience, but just common sense, and when you incorporate common sense into a story, it makes it more believable, and thats what you try to aim for in a story. With the force-feeding, you hit the bulls-eye. My only compliant is that I thought thing were too obvious and going too fast that they, 'secretly,' liked each other, now I'm wondering what you're going to do about plot, mind, I say this only because of the recent post. With the previous ones, I thought you were having it go at a good, steady pace, even with her dream(which, I may add, made it clear what Ayu's real feelings were for Kazumi)? Is this going to be another Inuyasha/Kagome syndrome, (basically, they secretly like each other but wont actually say it for the whole series, which bring slight to no character development between each other), or do you plan on making this a short story?
	I call Shenanigans! <or was it Shinigamis...>


Apelord	Apr 1 2008, 05:59 PM Post #16
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Yeah, I kinda figured I was going a little overboard with the developing yuri, so I fixed a couple of the obvious "hints." And don't worry about the plot; I got it all figured out; and I'll be careful not to pour it on so much again.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


FAanimepicfinder	Apr 1 2008, 06:22 PM Post #17
What DnD and BESM crossover's look like... Posts: 724 Group: Members Member #1,880 Joined: Mar 8, 2006	Apelord Apr 1 2008, 04:59 PM Yeah, I kinda figured I was going a little overboard with the developing yuri, so I fixed a couple of the obvious "hints." And don't worry about the plot; I got it all figured out; and I'll be careful not to pour it on so much again. Hm . . . I saw a few changes, but, as a suggestion, I'd probably take out the whole part on her telling the dream sequence to Kazumi, and vice-versa. (if you don't know what I'm talking about, here) While chatting, Ayu mentioned to Kazumi about her dream, leaving out crucial details like how seductive the underwear was and at the end when she kissed her. Kazumi didn’t seem to pay much mind to it, and it opened up a whole conversation about dreams they recently had. Kazumi, apparently, had a dream about Ayu the night earlier as well, but she wouldn’t go into detail (she said she didn’t remember). I'd personally leave the whole part out, but you could just take out Kazumi saying that she had a dream about Ayu. I'd make it apparent after an accidental situation where they both end up in an awkward experience . . . Or . . . Be straight forward about it . . . Maybe even just saving it till the end. I can think up a small list on how to introduce their relationship to a . . . bigger level.
	I call Shenanigans! <or was it Shinigamis...>


Apelord	Apr 1 2008, 08:38 PM Post #18
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	FAanimepicfinder Apr 1 2008, 05:22 PM Hm . . . I saw a few changes, but, as a suggestion, I'd probably take out the whole part on her telling the dream sequence to Kazumi, and vice-versa. (if you don't know what I'm talking about, here) While chatting, Ayu mentioned to Kazumi about her dream, leaving out crucial details like how seductive the underwear was and at the end when she kissed her. Kazumi didn’t seem to pay much mind to it, and it opened up a whole conversation about dreams they recently had. Kazumi, apparently, had a dream about Ayu the night earlier as well, but she wouldn’t go into detail (she said she didn’t remember). I'm actually going to explain that part later in the story. It's not really necassary to the plot, but it does help it.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Apelord	Apr 13 2008, 10:22 PM Post #19
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	I apologize for the rather shortness of this next post. It just took me a while to get think of what to write. Not a lot happens in this chapter; I just figured I'd post something while I get over this small case of writer's block. The next post will be longer, and I'll make sure I'll get the next chapter in sooner than I did this one. Here you go. And I decided to take FAanimepicfinder's advice on the conversation they had. I took out the part where Kazumi's dream was about Ayu. Just something I thought I'd let you know. A heavenly smell drifted into Ayu’s nostrils, waking her from her sleep. She blinked her eyes repeatedly, trying to get the tiredness out of them. She looked around the living room, at the empty sleeping bag next to hers, and then at the clock hanging on the wall: 7:22. ‘Kazumi’s up?’ she thought. ‘This early? And making breakfast?’ The previous night had definitely been a strange one. But after the weird stuffing, the night seemed to normal out. After they finished watching the movie, they continued talking. Nothing special; just idle chit-chat and gossip. The two stuffed girls stopped eating for the night, though. They just didn’t seem to be able to choke down any more food; even Kazumi, who Ayu thought had a cast-iron stomach, refused to eat anything else. She also didn’t try to get Ayu to eat anything, which was very much appreciated. Eventually, at about 11:37, they got tired and decided to get to sleep, so they set up the sleeping bags right there in the living room. Ayu rubbed her eyes tiredly. ‘Why is she up already?’ she wondered, unzipping her sleeping bag. She stood up wearily and trudged through to the kitchen, the alluring smell driving her movements. She found Kazumi cooking up scrambled eggs and bacon, wearing a large grey T-shirt and green shorts. Kazumi turned around and saw Ayu standing in the doorway. She smiled, “Mornin’ sleepyhead,” she said cheerfully. Ayu yawned. “Do you have to be so energetic this early?” she whined. “It’s not even 7:30!” Kazumi chuckled. “Hey; don’t complain. I’m making your breakfast aren’t I?” “Whatever.” Ayu dragged herself to the table and sat down. “When is it gonna be ready?” “It should be ready in about ten minutes,” she said. All she heard in response was Ayu snoring quite loudly. She turned around; Ayu was hunched over in her seat, head laying on the table, eyes closed. “Uhh…you can go ahead and go back to the living room. I’ll bring it to you when I’m done…” Ayu mumbled something incoherent in response and stood up. She walked through the hallway into the living room and fell down face-first on the couch. She was back asleep in a matter of moments. Soon enough, a hand was placed on Ayu’s back, waking her up. “Get up,” she heard. “Breakfast’s ready.” She sat up, groaning as she did so. She rubbed her eyes and slowly opened them. When she did, she found Kazumi’s smiling face unusually close to her own. She gasped and jumped back, startled. Kazumi giggled. “Sorry,” she said, taking a step back. “Well here’s breakfast.” Ayu looked over to the coffee table where Kazumi put the breakfast: simple scrambled eggs and bacon. “Ugh,” she grunted. “Thanks.” “Well,” Kazumi said, sounding a little disappointed. “Isn’t that a fine way to show appreciation.” “Sorry. I’m just tired. Thank you very much.” “Eh, whatever. Just dig in.” Ayu slowly lifted the forkful of eggs up to her mouth and took a bite. ‘Hmm…’ she thought. ‘Pretty good.’ She grabbed a slice of bacon; it seemed a little floppy, not how she liked it: really crunchy. ‘Eh, good enough.’ So she sat there, eyes drooped, eating through the breakfast that her friend was kind enough to make her (regardless of how floppy the bacon was) while Kazumi cheerfully chowed down on her own plate. There was little talking; it all came from Kazumi due to the fact that Ayu was too tired to even speak. Only every once in a while she would throw her friend the occasional grunt of acknowledgement. But Kazumi didn’t seem to mind, she just kept on talking. “Ya’know what we should do today?” she chirped up, to which she received a heart-filled grumble in response. “We should go shopping for some new clothes, since you‘re gonna be needing them soon enough anyway!” “Hmm,” Ayu said, swallowing a mouthful of egg. “That actually seems like a good idea.” Kazumi gasped. “Ooohhh…You can talk!” “Ha ha,” Ayu said, while Kazumi laughed. “But seriously, when should we go?” “Well,” Kazumi said, finishing off her plate in one huge gulp, “we can go any time around lunch, so we can eat at the mall.” “Sure. Why not?” “Okay then,” Kazumi piped up, standing up to put away her plate, “it’s a plan!” “Man, I’m getting kinda hungry,” Ayu stated, putting a hand on her growling stomach. “Maybe we should head out to the mall soon.” “Oh yeah,” Kazumi said, looking up at the clock. “It’s already 1 o’clock. I can’t believe I almost forgot about it.” Ayu stood up out of her chair. “I gotta go get dressed. Be right back.” “K,” Kazumi replied. “I’ll change down here.” Ayu walked out of the room and up the stairs, into her room. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see herself in the mirror on the side of her closet. She stopped to take a look at herself. “Man,” she said to herself quietly, “I’m gettin’ big.” Her pajamas couldn’t cover her whole belly; the bottom of it stuck out a little over an inch. She took a small handful of flab and squeezed it slightly. Her waist had widened the most, a definite pair of love handles beginning to form. She turned around to admire her own rear, which had also grown considerably, shaking slightly with each step. She grabbed the small layer of fat underneath her chin. “Hmm,” she said, “I guess this trip to the mall is kinda overdue.” “Hurry up!” she heard Kazumi yell from downstairs. “I’m already dressed! I wanna get to the mall!” “Hold on a second!” she hollered down. “Jeez! She‘s so impatient,” she added quietly to herself. She opened her closet door and started fumbling through all of her clothes. “Let’s see,” she said. “What can I wear that isn’t too tight? Well, heh, I guess there isn’t that much,” she added, grabbing her stomach. She pulled out a light blue collar shirt and a pair of jeans. She took off her pajamas and started to put on her clothes. She could barely get her jeans over her rotund thighs, much less her larger hips. She grunted as she struggled to pull her pants up, putting her body in multiple positions to get the skin-tight jeans all the way up her legs and around her waist. “…Huff…Man these are tight!” Finally, after one last inhalation, she managed to get the button fastened. She breathed a sigh of relief and was easily able to get her zipper up after they were buttoned. The shirt was easier to put on, being made of a much softer and more stretchable fabric. But still, it was not an easy task to get it all the way over her bulging stomach. She had to be careful about how far she bent over wearing this, lest she expose a large portion of her backside. “Hey!” Kazumi once again yelled up. “Get down here!” “I’m coming, I’m coming!” Ayu ran out of her room and down the stairs. “Jeez,” she said once she got into the living room. “Do you have to be so impatient?” “Do you have to be so slow?” Ayu chuckled. “Let’s go.” She walked toward the door. She reached out to grab her coat for the rack, but instead of her own, she felt her mother’s. She looked over, and found that her coat was missing. “Where’d my coat go?” Kazumi looked over, putting on her own coat. “I don’t know,” she said, looking around. “Is that it?” She pointed to a lump of purple fabric on the floor. Ayu walked over to it curiously. “Yeah…What’s it doing of the floor?” She bent over to pick it up, but once it was touched, it moved. “Wait a second,” she said, starting to understand. She lifted it off the ground. “What are you doing there, Momo?” Her old and tired tabby cat purred in an annoying tone; apparently she’d been using her coat as a blanket for a nice little nap. She stood up, arched her back, and slowly trod over to the chair by the window. “Heh,” Ayu said, putting on her coat. “Lazy cat.” Kazumi headed out the door. “Whatever. Let’s get going already!” “I’m coming!” She followed her quickly and closed the door. The two girls got in the car parked in the driveway and pulled out, Momo watching them through the window. The car sped on down the road, and once it was out of sight, Momo laid her head down for another nap.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Apelord	Apr 21 2008, 10:04 PM Post #20
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	This one's not that much longer than the last post, but I needed to post something before I go on vacation in two days. So for the next post, unfortunatly, you're going to have to wait longer. Enjoy. The scenery sped past the window like blurry splotches of paint, the only color that stayed consistent was the grey of the clouded sky. The green and browns of the fields of grass and trees disappeared to give way to even more grey buildings as they approached the city. The mall was just on the outskirts of Tokyo, so they wouldn’t have to go too far into the sprawling metropolis, which Ayu appreciated. Kazumi sat idly in the passenger’s seat, contently looking out the window. “Ya’know,” she said, not looking away from the window, “I heard they got this new Italian restaurant at the mall. I’ve been wanting to go there for a while, so how ‘bout we eat there?” “Sure,” Ayu replied. “I heard about that place too. It’s supposed to be really good.” “Yeah. My uncle went there a couple of weeks ago; he’s been bugging all of us to go there.” “Oh yeah, I remember your uncle. I met him at your birthday party last year. I liked him; he was really nice.” “Yeah, well, he gets annoying after a while.” Ayu chuckled as she turned the car onto the next road. Up ahead, she saw the huge mall coming into view. The parking lot seemed to be packed to the brim, and a mass of people crowded by the entrance. She didn’t even want to imagine how busy it was on the inside. “Aw, man,” she groaned loudly. “Look at how crowded that place is!” “Well, that’s what we get for going here on a Sunday afternoon. Busy time.” Ayu turned into the parking lot, searching for a place to park. She drove down the aisles, looking for an empty spot, but everything seemed to have a car in it. She turned into the next row, and there still didn’t seem to be a thing. “Hey,” she said, looking over at Kazumi, “keep an eye open for a empty spot.” “Well, I see one in the next row.” Kazumi stated. “But you better hurry,” she added, pointing over to a car coming down the opposite aisle, “that guy over there looks like he’s going for it.” Ayu pressed harder on the gas and turned the corner, where on the other side, she found the car in question on the very far side of the aisle headed toward her, the empty space halfway between them. “Oh here we go,” she said, speeding up. She sped up down the row, the other driver matching her speed. To her right, she heard Kazumi swoon. “Oooh,” she said, gripping the armrests. “I love a good game of chicken!” The two cars accelerated toward the empty spot, each one gaining in speed. Ayu held on to the steering wheel until her fingers started to turn white. They got closer and closer to each other, determined to reach their destination first. A single drop of sweat rolled down the side of her face; she wasn’t the kind of person to do this. Why she was doing it now was a mystery. Nevertheless, she pressed even harder on the pedal, the meter on the dashboard slowly making an upward climb. The spot got closer, as did the opposing vehicle, until Ayu could see the silhouette of the driver. Soon someone would have to make the turn away and let the other take the spot. She saw Kazumi out of the corner of her eye, breathing hard. The wheels spun harder and faster, speeding toward the opposite driver, until she could see features of his face. It was time. Someone had to make a move… “I can’t believe you let that guy get the spot!” Kazumi blurted out as they walked toward the entrance. “You totally had it! That guy didn’t know who he was messing with!” “Yeah well,” Ayu responded in a lone tone and her head down. “Apparently he did; otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept going and let me have the spot. But he knew I was just enough of a wuss that I’d give up.” “Oh come on now,” her friend reassured her, putting her arm around her shoulder. “In a game that dangerous, someone has to be the mature, sensible one to call it off. Heck, if it were me driving, we’d have both been killed!” Ayu smiled slightly. “Yeah, I guess.” Kazumi patted her on the back. “That’s good. Now,” she continued, taking her arm away from Ayu’s shoulders, “which store should we go in first?” “How about this one?” Ayu asked, looking over to a huge department store to her left. “Okey-dokey!” Kazumi chirped excitedly. The two girls walked into the store. Inside, they found rows upon rows of brightly colored women’s clothing. “Hmm…Where should we start?” “Oooh…” Ayu said, taking a mint green tank top off one of the hangers. She turned it over and over in her hands. “I like this.” She checked the tag on the back of the collar. “Lets see…Good price…Right size…I’m getting this one.” “Okay,” Kazumi said uninterested, busy looking for something to buy of her own. Ayu strolled a little farther down the aisle. Just before she was out of earshot, she heard Kazumi mutter angrily, “Man. No one makes anything in my size anymore.” Ayu kept going down the row until she reached the jeans section. She looked through one of the revolving clothes racks She spun through the various pairs of pants, checking the tags as she did so. Soon, she found some that would probably fit her new slightly-chubby self. She walked through the store into the women’s dressing room. She unbuttoned her jeans and felt relief come over her waist as the strain of the skin-tight jeans went away from her fatty hip, sighing loudly. Putting her leg through the hole of her new pants, she could tell they were going to be tight. She struggled slightly as she pulled them up her thighs and up to her waist. She grunted as she buttoned them and zipped them up. “Oooh,” she said, eying herself in the mirror. “I look good!” She turned around to look at her butt, admiring how tight and round it looked in the jeans. “Oh yeah; I’m getting these!” After taking them off and putting on her own pair of pants, she walked out of the stall, jeans in hand. She looked at the clothes that she had so far decided to buy: two pairs of jeans (not including the pair she just tried on), two short-sleeved shirts, two tank tops, a sweater, and a blouse. ‘Hmm…’ she thought. ‘Almost…One more pair of jeans should do it.’ Taking a brief scan of the store, she quickly realized she couldn’t find her friend. ‘I wonder where Kazumi is.’ As if on cue, she heard Kazumi from the stall behind her. “I’m over here, Ayu,” she said. “I heard you talk to yourself in your stall. Do you do that often?” Ayu laughed. “Yeah,” she said. “I’m gonna go get another pair of pants.” “Wait,” Kazumi blurted out just as Ayu turned to walk away. “I got these jeans on and I’m thinking of buying them,” her voice lowered, “but they’re a little tight and I’d like to know what you think of them.” Ayu blinked and turned back around. “Sure.” “Okay. Prepare yourself.” Slowly, the door opened and Kazumi, blushing, took a nervous step out. Ayu’s eyes widened; ‘a little tight’ was an understatement. One glance at her made Ayu wonder how exactly she managed to get the jeans on. The denim was stretched far past its limits to cover her meaty thighs, each one about the width of a small tree trunk. The top of the jeans seemed way too small for her huge waist, the resulting muffin-top could only be described as a ‘soufflé-top’. Her tightly-packed belly fat hung over her waist, resting just above her mid-thigh. She turned around to give Ayu a good look at her rear. However tight and round Ayu’s new jeans made her butt look, Kazumi’s was five times that. Her monstrous ass stretched the fabric as it struggled to conceal her two basketball-sized cheeks. Ayu didn’t know how long she was staring; but apparently it was long enough, because Kazumi piped up, “So…What do you think?” She blinked slightly in surprise. “Yeah, I like it,” she said quickly, making sure it didn’t sound like she was hesitating. “It is a little tight, but it looks good.” “Really?” Kazumi smiled coyly and the redness in her face started to go away. “You like it? You don’t think they’re too tight?” “Naw; they’re just new. You gotta wear them in. Either way, they look really great.” At this point, Kazumi’s smile widened from ear to ear and her blush completely went away. “Thanks!” she said enthusiastically, hugging her friend. Ayu blushed slightly. “No…no problem,” she stuttered. “Now,” Kazumi said, letting go of her friend, “I’m gonna go buy these. I’m all done here. Is there anything you else you need to buy?” “Uhh…Y…yeah. Just one more pair of jeans.” “Okay. How about after that, we have lunch?” “Sure.” “K. I’m gonna get dressed and go over there at the counter. When you’re done, come meet me over there and we’ll go to the restaurant.” “Okay,” Ayu said as Kazumi walked of into the dressing room. “See you in a minute.” She shook her head side to side as she herself walked over to the jeans section. ‘Should I have told her the truth about how tight those jeans were?’ she thought to herself. She looked back towards the dressing room just as Kazumi walked out with her normal pants on. A huge smile was on her face and she had a slight skip in her step. ‘Well…it put her in such a good mood. I guess there’s no problem with her wearing something a little too tight.’ She reached the jeans and started searching again to find another good pair. A smile was on her face. ‘Maybe one day, I’ll be that big.’
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Apelord	May 11 2008, 10:41 PM Post #21
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Well, here you go. Read, comment, critique, let me know what you think, and most of all, enjoy. The two girls walked through the mall with shopping bags full of clothes in their hands. “Man, I can’t believe how expensive these clothes are,” Kazumi complained, looking at the receipt. “Oh, It’s not that bad,” Ayu said. “That’s easy for you to say! Your mom’s got you covered. I have to pay for my own stuff.” “Quit complaining. You knew how much they were when you bought them.” “Whatever.” Ayu shook her head. While doing so, she bumped into a tall, fast-moving businessman in a black suit. “Excuse me,” she said, to which she got a loud grunt in response. Kazumi scoffed. “Nice one.” “You know, I just noticed how crowded this place is,” Ayu said, taking a look around the mall. “I mean look at all these people!” All around, people pushed and shoved and bumped into one another. Department stores were filled up to the brim, and some people were even waiting outside for the crowds to thin out inside. Long lines were filed in every place in the food court and every table outside was full. Little kids fussed at their parents as they were dragged past candy stores and ice cream parlors. The sound of everyone’s voices echoed throughout the building, canceling each other out and coming out only as noise. “You just noticed that?” Kazumi asked. “It’s been like this since we got here.” “I hope it’s not too crowded at the restaurant. Hey, where is it by the way?” Kazumi shrugged. “I dunno.” “Oh,” Ayu said, glancing at a mall directory. “Well, here’s a map.” She walked over to it with Kazumi following right behind her. She set down her bags and traced her finger across the surface until she reached the “You are here” symbol. She looked along the map’s first floor. “Let’s see,” she muttered to herself. “It doesn’t look like it’s on the first floor…” She looked over to the second floor. “Ah here it is!” she blurted out. “It’s on the second floor. If we take this escalator, it’ll be directly to our left.” “Well let’s go,” Kazumi said excitedly. “Which escalator; this one right here?” “No, it’s down there a little,” Ayu said, pointing off in the distance. “Aww…I don’t wanna keep walking!” Kazumi groaned. “These bags are getting heavy!” “Oh well. Let’s just get going.” She picked up her bags off the floor and turned to head off, Kazumi right behind her, who was whining loudly. “Why do they put these restaurants so far away? Don’t they know that people are hungry?!” Ayu chuckled. “Why do you always have to complain about everything?” “Because there’s so much to complain about.” “Well don’t worry; the escalator’s right up there,” she said, pointing to the moving staircase not too far off to the left. “Let’s hurry,” Kazumi demanded impatiently. “I’m starving.” Ayu smiled. “You have a one-track mind, don’t you?” Kazumi nodded. “Keeps me focused.” “…Annoys everyone else.” “Yeah, well, that’s a price I’m willing to pay.” By this time, the two girls had reached the escalator and took a step onto the moving stairwell. There was no space to move at all as there were people directly in front of them and directly behind them. ‘Man this place is crowded!’ Ayu thought, careful not to move her bags, lest they fall on the people below them. They reached the top of the escalator and stepped off. Ayu smacked Kazumi on the arm to get her attention. “Is that it?” she asked, pointing to the left. “…‘Piccolo Italia’?” (Little Italy) “Yup,” Kazumi said. “Let’s go in.” “Hmm…” Ayu said as they walked in. “Doesn’t seem to be too crowded.” “Good, cause I don’t wanna wait that long.” They walked up to the counter, where there was a smiling waitress waiting. “Hello,” she said. “Can I help you?” “Here are your drinks,” the waiter said as he placed two, tall, refreshing sodas on the table. “And here’s some breadsticks,” he continued, setting down a small basket full of breadsticks. “Thank you,” the two girls said in unison. “Now, are you ready to order?” “Yes,” Kazumi said, taking one last scan of the menu. “I think we are…I’ll have the ravioli; no tomatoes, please.” The waiter jotted it down on his notepad. “Okay…And for you, miss?” “I’ll have the fettuccini alfredo with chicken.” “Okay…I’ll take your menus…” he said, holding out his hand. They both handed him their menus. “Thank you. I’ll put in the order right away.” And with that, he turned and walked away. “How long do you think he’s going to be?” Kazumi asked, grabbing one of the breadsticks from the basket. Ayu shrugged and took one for herself. “I dunno,” she said, biting into it. “Shouldn’t be that long. This place doesn’t seem to be that crowded.” “Well I hope it isn’t too long. These breadsticks aren’t going to last that long.” And so, the two hungry girls sat in the booth, munching on breadsticks, taking drinks from their sodas, and talking; once again about nothing important, just idle chit-chat (although it was hard, with Kazumi complaining about how long the food was taking every two minutes). One of the subjects of their conversation was how authentic the restaurant was. The high, arched ceiling towered over them, blanketed with detailed paintings of little angels and fluffy clouds. The walls were textured in an old-world Italian stone and painted a dark crimson. The archways were bordered by incredibly detailed marble pillars. It seemed way too sophisticated for a simple mall restaurant. They also briefly discussed Ayu’s plan again. Kazumi asked her about when she first thought of it, what made her think of it, a few more reasons why she wanted to do it, etc.; all things Ayu answered. “So,” Kazumi asked at one particular point. “What do you think your mom will think about this?” Ayu gasped and looked up. “Oh man,” she said. “I completely forgot about her!…I don’t know. I guess she’ll probably be okay with it. She’s always supportive. She’ll probably just be curious, like you were.” “Well,” Kazumi said. “To tell you the truth, when you told me about it, I was kinda excited.” “Really?” Ayu asked, confused. “Excited?” “Well, yeah. I mean, when you first said it, I was just confused. But then I got to thinking about it…If you get bigger, then I won’t look so… you know…” her voice lowered, “…big…by comparison.” Ayu blinked. “Kazumi…” Kazumi looked down at the table, unable to look at her friend. “I know most of the time it doesn’t seem like my weight matters to me; most of the time it doesn’t. But every once and a while, it gets to me. And I know that if you get big too, we’ll be the two fat chicks; instead of the skinny chick and her fat friend.” “I had no idea you felt like that,” Ayu said. “I don’t. I mean, I almost never do. But I know that if you become…fat like me, I won’t feel like that anymore…because when I look at you, I won’t see this really skinny girl to be jealous of; I’ll see someone just like me. I know this sounds selfish…but it’s how I feel.” Ayu reached over and grabbed Kazumi’s hand. She looked up to find Ayu staring intently into her eyes. “Well then,” she said. “Let’s add that to the reasons of why I want to gain weight.” Kazumi’s eyes widened. “In fact,” Ayu continued, letting go of her hand, “I’ll be sure to gain weight even quicker. I’ll eat more, do less, and choose the most fattening foods I can think of.” “Really? For me?” “You know, I remember something you kept telling me when I asked you that same question. It was something like…‘I’m your friend. I’ll help you no matter what.’ If you feel this way, I’ll make sure to help you never feel like this again.” Small tears formed in Kazumi’s bright, blue eyes. “Thank you, Ayu,” she said, grabbing Ayu’s hands. “Thank you.” “Aw, man,” Kazumi whined, looking over her shoulder. “When is the food getting here?” “Be patient,” Ayu said. “You already ate most of the breadsticks.” Kazumi scoffed. “Pfft; they didn’t do anything.” Ayu reached over to take the last breadstick from the basket. Kazumi’s short attention span seemed to have completely forgotten the serious conversation they had only a few minutes ago. Ayu was glad, though. They would still have their fun day at the mall, instead of it turning into something serious. “Look!” Kazumi blurted out. “Here comes the waiter!” Ayu turned around to see. Sure enough, there was the waiter walking toward them, balancing the two plates of food on his arms. “Here you are,” he said, setting the plates down on the table. “I’ll take the basket…Enjoy your meal.” “Finally,” Kazumi said as the waiter walked away. “I’m starving!” She picked up her fork and started eating before Ayu could even speak. Ayu couldn’t help but stare as Kazumi stuffed her cubby cheeks with food. Her hand flashed between the plate and her mouth, each time it carried huge forkfuls of ravioli. Her face was soon covered, dripping with red sauce. She only stopped her eating to pour more cheese from the large shaker at the side of the table. She was so focused on her eating, she didn’t even seem to notice Ayu watching her. ‘Well,’ she thought, picking up her fork. ‘No use in being the only one not eating.’ And so, her own feeding frenzy started. Her first bite was heavenly: the creamy, cheesy alfredo sauce danced on her taste buds, leaving her wanting more. She shoved fair amounts of food in forkfuls, lowering her head so that not too much sauce fell on the table. Food was crammed into her stuffed, bulging cheeks, hard to swallow. The two girls stuffing their faces attracted more than a few eyes in their direction, but they didn’t even pretend to notice, their attentions so focused on the food. The food on Ayu’s plate, meanwhile, began to shorten as she forced more into her mouth. And with one last bite, she was done. She leaned back in her booth and laid her hands on top of her bulging stomach. “Ahhh…” she sighed, satisfied. “That was delicious.” “Yeah,” Kazumi agreed after she finished off her own plate. “We’re gonna have to come here again sometime.” Soon, the waiter came by to take away their plates. “I hope you enjoyed yourselves, ladies,” he said, setting down a piece of paper. “Here’s the bill.” “I got it,” Ayu said, taking out her wallet. “Okay,” Kazumi said. “But I’ll get the next one.” “Really?” Kazumi smiled. “Nope.”
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Safalo	May 18 2008, 10:33 AM Post #22
aka TheFeeder Posts: 150 Group: Members Member #1,159 Joined: Dec 19, 2004	How come no one comments?! My excuse it that I haven't visited in a while... =P On the story itself, I don't find the chapters as short as you pretend! Though, if you want to make them longer, I won't complain! I really like your attention to details, such as the bacon not being at her taste, or the crowded mall. I also enjoyed Kazumi's confession about her weight, and how she quickly forgot all of that! You also gave me inspiration for my own story! Though it's in french and there's no weight gain in it Keep up the good work!



Apelord	May 18 2008, 12:47 PM Post #23
Epic Failure. Posts: 134 Group: Members Member #3,022 Joined: Feb 25, 2008	Thank you very much, Safalo! I'm glad you posted, cause it felt like I wasn't doing that good. I was also kinda wondering why no one commented since people seemed pretty willing to comment before. (And in retrospect, I'd have to agree with you that the chapters don't seem to be that short.) And congratulations on writing your own story! I've never been anyone's inspiration before; it feels weird. And I'd love to read it, exept I don't speak French; but even so, I would love to know what the story is about. And I'll be sure to post the next chapter soon. And since summer vacation is almost here and I'll a lot more time on my hands, new chapters will come in much quicker.
	"If the opposite of Pro is Con, what is the opposite of Congress?"


Safalo	May 19 2008, 12:09 AM Post #24
aka TheFeeder Posts: 150 Group: Members Member #1,159 Joined: Dec 19, 2004	Nah, you're doing great! I guess everyone's lazy, or something! Thanks! Well, I'm actually at the third chapter, but I didn't felt like continuing it until now! It's the story of my 2 main characters. I'll probably translate it in english someday, though! Hooray for Summer!



FAanimepicfinder	May 19 2008, 12:54 AM Post #25
What DnD and BESM crossover's look like... Posts: 724 Group: Members Member #1,880 Joined: Mar 8, 2006	Oh . . . Well . . . my bad! I have been kinda busy with bringing up my GPA before I get sucked into the internet once more. But yeah, reading up, I found maybe one or two booboo's that could use a band-aid, but cant really point them out now . . . I'm actually not suppose to be here at all! but once I can, I'll go into the tid-bits of detail I have. Cheers!
	I call Shenanigans! <or was it Shinigamis...>


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