This choice: A month passes, May hasn't left home and has gained weight! • Go Back...Chapter #6"Oh, yeah, I was supposed to go somewhere, right?" by: Jake Featherston   May awoke the next morning, taking care to let Kip safely off of her stomach before crawling out of bed. As she did, she noticed that the bed seemed to creak more loudly than it had the night before, but payed no heed. Slowly bending down, she greeted her new Pokemon friend with a perky "Good morning," before picking him up and waddling downstairs for breakfast as usual.
And, so it went that May, being the slightly forgetful girl she is and blinded somewhat by her excitement over acquiring Kip, forgot all about her journey. She continued about her normal routine, hanging around at home, gorging herself with food, and occasionally going out to play with her aquatic companion. All the while, she steadily gained weight, growing a little more with each passing day. This blissful routine went on for about the next month or so, until that fateful day...
Once more, the plump brunette woke up from her sound sleep, yawning widely and stretching out. This time, however, her body now took up a much larger portion of the bed, whose overtaxed legs struggled in vain to hold the large girl atop the mattress. As she shifted her weight to get up, they immediately gave out, causing the rest of the bed to fall to the floor with May on it. "Whoa," she exclaimed. "Maybe next time, Mom oughta invest in a better-quality bed frame."
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She hobbled into the bathroom to shower and prepare for the day. After struggling to remove her skin-tight nightgown and panties, the girl turned toward the shower, briefly glimpsing herself in the nearby mirror. Out of curiosity, she took a closer look, and was rather surprised at what she saw. "Okay... maybe it wasn't the bed that was the problem, after all," said May as she examined her image.
After the last month of gorging, she had ballooned to at least twice her original girth! Her belly, though fairly big to begin with, was now quite huge, hanging below her waist and extending forward by several more inches than it had previously. Right above it, her breasts had become great, pendulous masses of fat, and though they remained quite perky, they still appeared to rest very heavily atop her stomach. Each limb had grown thick and flabby, her cherubic face now sported a fully-developed second chin, and even her fingers and toes now resembled overstuffed sausages.
Now, quite a few other girls would have recoiled in horror at the sight of their bodies in such a state, but not May. No, she took it in stride, already quite used to being fat. "Eh, so I put on a few pounds. No biggie!" she said, before climbing into the shower.
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After dressing herself (she reminded her mother to buy her a new outfit, as her current one was so small that wearing it outdoors could probably break indecency laws in some communities), she indulged in her usual multi-course breakfast before scooping up Kip's Pokeball and heading outside for a walk. No sooner had she gotten out the door, however, than did a person once more plow into her belly, knocking them both over.
Folding her arms around her chest to keep her now-bigger breasts from wobbling too much, she looked around and saw the same boy who had bumped into her a month prior, still in the same black and red outfit and headband. However, something seemed different about him...
He opened his crimson eyes, spotting May sitting across from him, and quickly assumed his usual aloof posture. "Well, if it isn't 'Big Girl' again," he said, running a hand through his hair. "Or maybe 'Bigger Girl' would be more appropriate?"
May scowled at him; she did not need this right now. "Oh, ha ha... don't you have anything better to do than rip on me about my weight? And besides..." she trailed off, suddenly noticing what was different about him: he was fatter, too! While certainly not on the same order of size as her, he now sported a fairly prominent potbelly, and filled out his once-loose clothes far more than he had previously.
"And besides... what's your excuse?" said the girl, poking a finger into his gut. "You're no model yourself, fatty!" Brendan huffed loudly, clearly perturbed by her comment. "I don't know what you're talking about!" he retorted. "You're just trying to--"
"What are you two doing?!"
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The two arguing youths turned toward the source of the loud voice that had interrupted them, seeing Professor Birch standing off to the left, looking none too pleased.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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