One Month Down

"Happy Leap Day!" shouted Amy as she walked back into the room after taking her morning run, waking a very hungover Megan up.

"Shoot me," Megan mumbled with the blanket over her head.

"I'm happy for all those alcohol calories you got girl, but being hungover isn't stopping you," Amy said with a bit of a condescending tone. Megan started drinking only a few weeks into college, but Amy has remained sober her entire life. Even though she's definitely not a partier, Megan still loves her monthly drunk parties with her high school friends.

"I drank the most sugary things I could get my hands on, I promise. Ugh, I think I ate half of the snacks and there was like 12 people there." Megan still had her head under the blanket.

"Proud of you," Amy said with her hand on her heart jokingly. "How was it though?"

"So much fun until Kara started puking. She tried doing 3 shots in a row and couldn't even make it to number two. And this was after we drank way too many margaritas... she's getting huge by the way." Amy's ears perked up at the topic switch.

"Oh really? Well you said she gained like 20 pounds last semester right?"

"Yeah it's weird seeing her with a belly. She's definitely put on even more too, and she ate almost a whole pizza by herself last night. She's not me or anything buuuuut I can't see her slowing down. She went from cheerleader to chubby real quick." Megan finally popped her eyes out from under her blanket. "Bring me snacks now please?" she asked with a smile.

Amy of course obliged happily, glad to see Megan wasn't too sick to eat. "So what did you eat last night?" the concerned feeder asked.

"Oh my god, okay so..." Megan scootched up a bit as she started eating the family sized bag of cool ranch Doritos she was handed. "Kara was gonna order from this pizza place so she took our orders and pretty much everyone agreed on getting like 5 pizzas to split. Then I asked for us to get a 6th meat lovers pizza for me right? I obviously didn't say I was gonna demolish the whole thing but they thought I meant just make one of the 5 pizzas a meat lovers. And when I said no Paul was like 'is that just for you then?' and I straight up said YES!" Amy smiled so big when Megan said that.

"Aww that's really-"

"No wait I'm not even close to being done. So I said yes proudly and was like 'oh and get me and order of cheesy bread too!' all excited because I was drunk and gave no shits. And Kara just laughed because she's a future fatty obviously. But then Paul commented on my weight gain and called it the elephant in the room. Then I was all like 'oh so you think I'm as big as an elephant now?' and everyone laughed and he just blushed. And then we just didn't return to the conversation but it was soooo funny."

"That's pretty funny girl," Amy said while folding some clothes. She was clearly not as interested in the story but truly was proud of Megan for embracing her gain so easily. "So are you really doing okay with the extra weight? I know it must be shocking for people to see you."

"Girl I thrive on people's eyes when the see me for the first time in awhile. They like do a double take and I love it. Because one, I love being fat and I love seeing people notice. And two, I love being a bitch if someone actually has the balls to bring it up... like Paul." Paul was Megan's on-again-off-again boyfriend last summer before Megan started school. He's a year younger than Megan but is still part of her main high school friend group. They weren't anything serious long enough for their group to be ruptured, but there still some awkward tension there.

"So how are you and Paul? Is it okay seeing him now?" Amy asked, back to being in caring friend mode after she realized she was sounding a bit standoff-ish.

"Yeah it's really fine," Megan said with a handful of chips ready to be eaten. "It's more funny than anything seeing his reaction to this weight. Like he told me he liked curvy women but he still tried to get me to go to the gym with him last summer. and I am 100% curvier nowadays," Megan said giggling.

"You're too mature for him anyway. Fuck the gym and fuck him commenting on your gain. Like Kara could've no problem, but he has no right to. And I bet he'd still lose his mind if he got to see that fat ass again," Amy said provocatively.

Megan died laughing. "That is NEVER happening again. I'm not being with a muscular boy as long as I live. Aaaaanyway, I'm starting to recover, is it breakfast time yet?"

"Well it's 10am so technically you're already a couple of meals behind, but we can just make up for it." Amy has gotten to the point of making plates for Megan in the dining hall as she's eating another one. To her it's a fun game to make the most fattening plate possible, and it saves Megan precious steps that are getting a tiny bit harder for her to take.

"Thanks for letting me sleep in by the way. One thing I am looking forward to about this stopping is not waking up at 7am on the fucking weekend." The girls are so committed to success that, save for the occasional party, they're up right at 7am to start the eating for the day. And it is showing.

Megan finally swung out of bed and her bare feet hit the floor. Her skirt from the party was still on, almost skin tight on her thighs. As she turned around to grab her shower supplies, Amy gasped. "Megan!" She walked over and stuck her fingers in a rip on Megan's butt, at least 3 inches long. "When did this happen?"

"Fuck I know I know. Literally going through clothes like paper. It happened when I stepped out of my Uber coming home last night. The driver definitely heard it but I was too drunk and tired to care. This was my last party outfit that fits too." Megan proceeded to strip to her underwear and throw the skirt in a giant knit bag containing dozens of other outgrown or even ripped outfits. "One day I'll go through those and donate them but not today."

"If you wait long enough your entire wardrobe is going to be donated anyway," Amy said, shaking her head but smiling. "Even your underwear, holy shit girl." Amy started laughing as she looked at Megan's bare ass in her underwear, her new fat rolls consuming over half of the underwear to the point of her looking naked from some angles.

"Yeah, so I'm stealing my mom's credit card spring break and coming back with all new clothes. It's getting to the point where I wear my coat as my actual shirt. I'm fine with paying for all of the food, but the clothes part is so annoying," Megan said patting her stomach.

In the last month, Megan outgrew over half of her tops and all but one pair of jeans. Sweatpants have become her new best friend, but even those are starting to become tight. So far, she's gotten away with just buying two new sweatshirts a size up from the school store, but with spring break only a week away, she needs to just make sure her clothes can last her until then.

Megan walked to the shower, towel around her nearly naked butt, with her shower supplies in one hand and a giant bag of M&M's in the other. In the last week, she finally started incorporating shower eating into the schedule, after Amy pleading to her for weeks about it. In general, Megan has blown all of Amy's expectations so far. She went from barely being able to eat three pizzas, to eating five without any problems in mere weeks. She went from a bowl of pasta and a milkshake in class to double that, bringing in her own drink tray for two milkshakes, two bowls of pasta, and a bottle of soda that she demolishes in both of her 75 minute classes every day. And this hasn't gone without attention. Friends, classmates, and even professors have mentioned her enormous new eating habits to her, but it always ends with Megan's 'I will do whatever I want' attitude that puts her on top. And thankfully the one professor that called her out about it simply said "If you want to eat in class, I don't care. But you need to sit in the back if you plan on doing it every day."

Megan's grades are the only real sore spot of the whole semester. Even though she's usually an attentive student, her mind is so consumed by food that she's barely getting by with C's. Her mom, who has access to Megan's grades online, is naturally concerned, but Megan knows exactly how to push her buttons and convince her that she's just getting used to her classes and that they are really hard this time around (despite her being enrolled in some of the easiest classes the university offers). But even she is promising herself that when she and Amy are living it up in Thill, at least some of her eating hours will be filled with studying again.

As Megan took a moist handful of M&M's in the shower, she really explored her body with her other hand. Everything is harder to reach now, and even standing for that long starts to get her a little tired. And as much of a nightmare as that sounds for some people, Megan is loving every second of it. She's fully embracing the fat girl she is, and the fatter girl she's going to become, buying a long handled sponge so she doesn't have to stretch herself, and already fantasizing about getting a shower seat for her bathroom in Thill next semester. To her, every setback about being fat is another opportunity to become the lazier person she always wanted to become.

As Megan finished up her shower and grabbed her towel to dry off, she groaned softly with a slight feeling of dread. Drying off is the biggest struggle when it comes to showering nowadays for Megan. Her truly preferred method is air drying while lying down in bed whenever Amy's not around, but unfortunately she can't quite do that when she is. So the struggle usually takes about 5 minutes, not including the time it takes for her to pack up her things. But finally, after getting out of breath from doing the most mundane task, Megan tied her towel around her growing body (which just barely fits now) and made her way back to her room.

As she walked out of the stall, however, she walked by another big girl, definitely over 300 pounds, who was about to get in the shower next to her. Megan said a quiet hi before the girl started talking. "Oh my god I'm so sorry but can you please tell me where you bought that?" she asked, in reference to her sponge with the handle.

Megan laughed quietly and said, "oh! This is actually just from Bed Bath & Beyond. Yeah I got it online shipped to me... helps getting the back and stuff."

The other girl laughed awkwardly. "That's such a genius idea, I can't believe I never thought of it. Like I kill my back just trying to reach it!" Megan nodded politely but really just wanted to drip in her room, not in the bathroom with a stranger. "And like to be honest I've put on a few so I could use a couple of shortcuts."

"Yeah I've been packing it on too, I get that," Megan said dryly. She started to walk away but the other girl starting talking again.

"Oh hey! Wait! What's your name? I'm Stacey."

"Megan, nice to meet you," she said with a smile.

"Well since we are both in that 'gaining weight phase', if you ever want a gym buddy, let me know! It's definitely so much easier if you're doing it with someone you can relate to! I get so intimidated by the skinny girls there and-"

"The gym isn't really my scene honestly..." Megan said, cutting Stacey off with a smirk. Inside her head she was laughing hysterically, but she was trying to avoid leading on to the fact that working out is literally the last thing she would ever do.

"Oh yeah I get that, totally! How about running, or even yoga, or actually the rec center does this-" Stacey stopped flat in her trails when she noticed the family sized bag of M&M's, now a third gone, in Megan's hand. "Or maybe not, I just wanted to suggest it!" Stacey said with the most awkward smile on.

Megan tried to figure out what just happened until she saw Stacey's eyes glued to the bag of M&M's she was holding. After a bout of awkward laughter, Megan looked at her bag of M&M's, raised them a bit, and said "yeah I guess I'm a hungry girl. I'm not really looking to lose weight right now... I guess I'm happy eating. Sorry if I was being rude." Megan's face turned beet red as she awaited Stacey's response.

"Oh no it's fine, it's fine! I didn't mean to try to force you into anything I swear. Enjoy your M&M's... I guess... it was nice meeting you Megan..." Stacey's voice trailed off as she stepped in the shower, trying to even process how anyone could be fat enough to need a shower snack.

As soon as the door closed behind Megan she immediately started cracking up in the hallway, loud enough to where Amy poked her head out the door, 5 doors down, and said "what the hell is so funny that you need to be laughing THAT hard?"

Megan, nearly in tears, walked up to the room and said "do I have a story for you..."