It was already three weeks since Aly had started being treated like a queen. In truth, she couldn’t say that it was bad. She got to rest most of the time, staying in bed as she watched tv, getting up only to go the bathroom. For the rest, her parents were coddling her about everything. And she was loving every moment of it.
‘I got to enjoy this for as long as it lasts. For as soon as I can exercise again, all of this treatment will end.’
Still, staying put in bed, eating homemade snacks all day long, had slowed down quite a bit her youthful metabolism and she had that to thanks for not having gained more than a couple of pounds overall. But everything was going to change, as her parents were getting ready to finally see her chub up a little bit.
That morning, as it had become usual, Aly woke up at around 9.30 AM yawning a bit as she remained in bed, covered by the warm blanket. As she was awake, as it had been agreed with her mom, she quickly called her a few times, to let her know she was awake and ready for breakfast.
Moments later, her room door opened, and her mom came in, holding within her hands a slightly larger tray than usual. Aly, stared at it feeling curious, as she realized that instead of her usual English breakfast, there were only items from Mc’Donald.
Her curiosity piqued, especially as her mom placed the tray right in her lap, revealing that it contained a couple of sausage McMuffin with eggs, four hash browns, a burrito, one milkshake and even two blueberry muffin.
Surprised by the large meal, although she had been eating just a smudge less in the last few days, Alexandra turned her stare at her mom, which just smiled at her in return.
“Something wrong, dear?”
“Mom? Are you…sure that this is right? I mean, junk food? And so much of it…”
“Oh, dear, you need your protein, don’t you? So, with your father we’ve found this nice little diet that will help you ge back in shape in half the time you would normally need. Isn’t it what you wanted?”
Aly, although unsure about that, was still interested in the idea of recovering faster from this resting time she had to be on. So, with a smile she took the first McMuffin and bit into it, quickly moaning slowly with herself as she found the taste amazing.
She had deprived herself from McDonald food for so long that she just couldn’t resist now. Slowly, she began eating all the items on her tray, alternating each bite with a bit of the shake. As she turned on the TV, she soon distracted herself and quickly polished off the tray, while she still licked her lips and fingers from any trace of the delicious food. At around 11.00 am, just as she was going to close the tv to bring down the empty tray, her mom returned into her room, this time carrying a similar tray as before, although the content was quite different this time.
“Here, dear, you must be starving after such a small breakfast. I’ve brought you a little snack to keep you up until lunch time.”
The girl, still laying in her bed, as said before, had grown used to receiving these kind of mid-morning snacks, although it surprised her to find, again, junk food piled on the tray. This time, though, feeling her own hunger rising, she barely made a fuss as Lynn left the tray on her lap.
“Thanks Mom. Although, it wasn’t that small breakfast…”
“Hush, dear. For a girl of your age that could be barely considered as a snack. Now, eat up. I’ll come in a bit to bring you something to drink.”
As Lynn left the room, Aly was once again facing a tray filled with junk food but, although she still was unsure about that, she waited less than before to dig in. As the Tv blared on on the Food Network, she quickly grabbed the first of three hot dogs, chewing on it with gusto as she then surveyed what else was there for her.
As she swiftly cleared out the first hot dog, and as she took the second one, she smiled seeing that apart from those there was also a medium sized bucket of KFC and around twenty nuggets, waiting for her. Right as she had cleared the second hot dog and started on the third, her Mom returned bringing her her drinks, this time a large Milkshake and a large Pepsi with ice.
Along with those, Aly also noticed that Lynn had also left on her tray a small plate with a few gooey chocolate brownies.
“There you go, baby. Soon, you’ll be back on your two feet. You’ll see.”
“Thankhsch….*Gulp*… Mom…”
For the rest of the day, easing up only at Aly’s later afternoon snack, both Lynn and Rick kept bringing tray upon tray to their daughter, in the forms of Lunch or as a snack to keep her energies up. Each time, Aly was less and less worried about the new diet her parents had put her on, as she began to enjoy the food they were giving to her. It was only two hours after having her dinner that, having eaten for the most part of the day, as she was laying in her bed, unconsciously caressing her bloated belly, Aly was surprised in seeing her father sneaking into her room as if he was avoiding her mom.
“Dad? What’s going on?”
Rick, having fully agreed with Lynn, prepared himself to deceive his young daughter.
‘It’s for her own good…’
“Hey baby, just wanted to bring you something to snack on instead of all those proteins Lynn is giving you. Here…enjoy, my dear”
As he said that, he left in front of her quite a large plate, upon which was resting an equally large slice of devil’s food cake, with three scoops of cookie dough ice cream on the side.
“I know you like Cookie Dough, so I Made sure to sneak a bit out of the kitchen, before Lynn could see me.”
Aly, although feeling definitely sated, couldn’t stop herself from letting herself go. Her father had done it for her, and so she couldn’t pass it all up, especially since he had also brought her a half pint of her favorite ice cream.
As she kissed her dad the good night, she remained alone in the room, slowly clearing out that last plate and, right after it, the remaining ice cream. It was early in the morning, when she finally managed to get asleep, she felt so full and tired that she was completely oblivious to the loud churning of her stomach.
As days passed in such a way, it was obvious that even her high metabolism couldn’t keep up. As the sheer quantity of meals, and their size, increased in the following week, Aly’s body began, finally, to show some changes.
Both Lynn and Rick, in those few occasions where Alexandra had to go to the bathroom and required their assistance, saw that they were on the right track. As she got up from bed, both could see that she was finally starting to have a bit of a jiggle on her middle and that her hips seemed the tiniest bit softer than before.
Still, the two parents knew that they couldn’t stop there.
Their little daughter had to grow a bit more before they could say that she was unable to exercise again.
Aly, instead, was growing rather fond of the diet that her parents had brought upon her. Every day she got to eat that delicious food that she couldn’t have afforded to have before. And thanks to it she was going to get better even sooner than expected.
How could she hate such a thing?
Yet, as the days passed, and her meals kept increasing, also Aly began to grow softer than before. But she could hardly care about that, passing most of her time in bed, under the covers, with food tempting her at her every side. She was far more interested in enjoying this vacation of a sort, instead of worrying about something that was so far away in the future.
Yet, Christmas was getting closer and closer and, although Rick and Lynn would have loved nothing more than get back together with all their children, they decided to send the other kids to their grandparents, as they had to keep following Aly’s wellbeing as she recovered from her ‘traumatic experience’.
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