Spring Break

"Do you know your plan?" Amy asked sternly.

"McDonald's every night. Always ask for seconds. Keep all of my candy right by my bedside." Megan said with an almost proud tone.

"Good girl," said Amy, smiling. "I don't know what I'm gonna do this week without feeding you 18 hours a day."

"Uhh how about feed your boyfriend for a change!" Megan said chuckling.

"Girl... if I tried to get all feeder on John this week he'd probably explode. I'm too used to you actually being good at eating. He texted me today saying he's 10lbs down..." Amy had a sad look on her face.

"He's still sticking with that diet, huh?" Megan asked, knowing her best friend has been struggling in her relationship for a couple of months now.

"We'll see what happens this week girl. If I come back single, I'm sorry if I act like a bitch for awhile. I promise the feeding won't stop, but..." She trailed off.

"Girl he's still a good guy. If you're right for each other you're right... right?"

"He is a good guy but we've been having problems outside of the fetish. The distance sucks and he just is so damn focused on his internship that even when he's free he's not free. We haven't even FaceTimed in 2 weeks. I don't know if I miss him or if I'm done... anyway now's not the time for this. You packed the boxes of candy I gave you?" Amy said, wiping a tear from her eye.

"You're literally too good," Megan said with a smile. "I have all of the chocolate I could ever need... for a week." Megan picked up the two 30 pack variety packs of chocolate that Amy ordered for her a few days ago and put them in her suitcase. "I can't promise I can eat just as much as I have been bu-"

"You can do it," Amy said in support. "If you just get ridiculous at McDonald's you can make up all those calories. If you do it right, you might actually gain more week than normal next week. I'd kill to have a McDonald's on campus, then my job would be easy." Amy has said multiple times that the lack of fast food places on campus are the only big setback for feeding Megan. Thankfully however, the immense number of delivery places certainly make up for it.

"I can do it," repeated Megan. "I just don't know what I'm gonna do without my rock this week though. Can you not live 3 states away?"

"I don't want to! Connecticut sucks, there's literally nothing to do ever. But I'll be back in Penn before you know it, I promise. Are your parents still bringing you back on Saturday so we can have a welcome back feast?" Amy said with excited eyes.

"Of course they are. Even though the privacy sucks... I'd rather be here with you." Both the girls smiled.

"Before you go!!!! Weigh in!" Amy giddily grabbed the scale from her drawer and prepped the ritual. Megan strips down to her underwear and bra and eats a giant spoonful of ice cream 'for good luck'.

"I'm ready!" Megan said with ice cream dripping from her mouth. Just seeing Megan in nothing but a bra and underwear demonstrates how much her body has changed. Her back fat has gone from squishy flab to full on rolls that can be seen through almost any top she wears. Her arms, which have always been thick, are now turning into proper 'obese girl arms', with her upper arm fat starting to fall over her elbow. Her stomach now sticks out so far that her toes are a distant memory, and button-able pants need to be buttoned by touch, not sight. However, buttons seem to be a thing of the past for Megan, as she couldn't even button her largest, only remaining pair of jeans this morning. But since it was her only clean pants left, she opted to just let her fat keep the pants from falling down.

As for Megan's butt, it's beginning to become too big to fit certain places. Desks in certain classrooms on campus are not fat girl friendly, and her hips are getting too wide to sit in them properly. Just last week she started complaining about how her desk in Statistics "must have shrunk in the wash". But the most telling feature of her gain is her face, which alone must've gained 10 pounds. Her pleasantly plump double chin has started to get so fat her head and torso are merging into one, and her cheeks are so chunky that she can see them if she smiles. Something that Megan keeps insisting makes her cuter and cuter.

"So the end of Spring Break is our halfway point. So according to my calculations..." Amy looked at her handwritten notes keeping track of Megan's progress, "you need to weigh 294 lbs to be on track."

Megan took a deep breath. "Here we go." She stepped on the scale and it greeted her as it does every other week at weigh in. According to Amy, it's more suspenseful when you only do it every other week.

"Please step on," the scale said. Initially for her boyfriend, Amy sprung for a top of the line scale that talks, just for obese people.

The 5 seconds felt like an hour for the excited girls. To Megan, she was excited to finally achieve her dream of being a truly gigantic woman, and to Amy, she couldn't wait to see how well her hard work was paying off. And then, the moment of truth happened.

"Three hundred and one point four pounds."

Amy's face dropped. She was in shock but only for a second before Megan, ear-piercingly loud screamed, "THREE HUNDRED?!" OH MY GOD!" She quickly got off the scale and gave Amy an enormously squishy hug as they both cheered excitedly. "I'm 300 pounds. I'm 300 pounds. I did it, I'm 300 pounds!" Megan kept saying with clear excitement in her voice. If most of her building wasn't already gone for spring break, the whole campus would've known about her fat aspirations within an hour.

"I just... I can't believe it Megan. You... you," Megan said at a loss for words. "Megan two weeks ago you were at 279. I'm sorry but how the fuck did you get so fat so quickly?" Amy's shock turned to smile by now, and she couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear.

"Well I'll be honest... I know you gave me my schedule and plan and everything... but I felt like I could do better. So like walking to class? I know you wanted me to eat a chocolate bar during every walk but like I realized I have two hands. So I started to think, why not eat a slice of pizza? Or two... or maybe drink an extra milkshake before I drink my classroom milkshakes. I saw the opportunity to eat more and obviously I'm not giving that up."

Amy immediately gave Megan the biggest hug, even though her hands can no longer reach around her giant friend. "YOU'RE too good," she said proudly. "The fact that you want this so much... I'm so proud of you girl. And I gotta say, you were hot before but now... next semester when you're not eating around the clock, you're gonna be beating the fat loving boys off your doorstep. Our doorstep!" Megan blushed as Amy continued to smile. Even though they believed in themselves, both of the girls had no clue they were going to be able to be just as successful as they've been. "So what is this 300 pound girl gonna do now?"

Megan laughed awkwardly and smiled. "Celebratory dinner? My parents are coming in an hour so that's just enough time to get the rest of the dining hall's food."

"Let's do it," Amy said. "Squeeze your fat ass into the last outfit you can actually fit in and you can eat like a queen."

Megan smiled again before struggling to pull her skin tight jeans up her giant legs, leaving them unbuttoned, just barely covered up by the blouse she put on.

45 minutes later Megan nearly rolled back into her room with Amy. "Okay... I know I eat SO much fucking food but... that might've been my biggest dining hall meal ever."

"I nearly lost it when the fried chicken vat was half full and you took ALL of it. The employee standing there was legit speechless."

"Yeah I'm pretty flawless right?" Megan laughed at her own conceded joke. "Well my parents are gonna be here in a minute so I should bring my stuff downstairs? Please help?" she asked with a smile.

"Of course girlie. What do you think your parents are gonna say when they see you? You're literally a different person now."

"Oh they're gonna be speechless. My mom doesn't give a crap about how big I am but she's at least gonna be surprised when I walk out and I'm bigger than her. And sooooo much bigger than last time I saw them."

"Over 60 pounds bigger," Amy said triumphantly.

"It's really that much?! I didn't even know it was possible. I guess my dozens of pizzas and milkshakes can't just disappear..." Megan proudly admitted.

"See and now the rest of the semester is going to be so easy! We have less than 50 pounds to go before we are in single room heaven."

"If my doctor heard us right now, he'd have a heart attack," Megan said chuckling.

"I NEED to be in the room with you when you get weighed and yelled at for being too fat. We can laugh all about it over a nice 5-course meal afterwards."

"One step at a time girl. Let's not get cocky until I actually am 350 pounds of pure, 'approved disability' bliss," Megan said using air quotes.

The girls brought Megan's bags down to the front door awaiting her parents before Megan quickly realized something. "Shit, I need to go back to the room!"

"What's up girl? You're really gonna want to walk those stairs again? I thought you weren't gonna make it after dinner."

"I almost didn't... but it's important! I put a milkshake in the freezer for tonight. I'm not gonna have NEP milkshakes for a week, I'm gonna be craving soooo badly."

"You're an addict and I love it," Amy said laughing. "I'll go get it for you, if you're out of breath for your parents I think you'll be a little embarrassed. Besides, save those calories!" Amy said as she walked down the hall. She passed by two fit guys carrying a basketball who gave the most confused look to both Amy and Megan. But she felt invincible now knowing she's 300 pounds, and gave the guys nothing but a smile.

As soon as Amy walked away, Megan's mom pulled up in her Jeep to see her daughter for the first time since the middle of January. Before she even opened the door, Megan heard "ahhhhh my girl!" loud and proud from the front seat. Her mom walked up to her bloated daughter and screamed "Meggy my girl, I've missed-" before stopping flat in her tracks. Her eyes buldged for a second and just looked at her giant daughter.

Megan realized exactly what happened and simply said "mommy!" before walking up to her and giving her a huge hug. "I missed you," she said.

"I missed you so much sweetie," her mom said, embracing her daughter who was now fatter than her. "What... what's been going on? You've been eating well, huh?" Megan blushed nervously before her mom started chuckling. "Good for you sweetie, live it up in college! It's the one chance you get! So the food here is that good?"

Megan sighed quietly of relief. Despite her growing up in such a fat friendly house, she was still secretly nervous about how her parents would react to THAT much weight gain. But thankfully, she underestimated how relaxed her mom is, and suddenly realized just how much she missed her. "It's really good mommy. I'm so happy I'm here. Everything is so nice, and I love my friends, and the campus is amazing."

"That's my girl. Alright, let's get your bags in the car, is Amy gone yet?"

Megan suddenly realized that she's going to slurp down an entire 800 calorie milkshake in front of her mom. "Yeah she's getting... something," she said awkwardly.

As soon as all of the bags were loaded up, Amy came running down, milkshake in hand. "Sorry, sorry," she said out of breath. "I was caught up talking to this girl Stacey who wouldn't shut up... hi Mrs. O'Donnell, how are you?"

"Oh I'm good sweetie! Whatcha got there?" she asked as Megan took no time to start slurping away.

"Oh just a milkshake, I knew Megan was saving it," Amy said slyly.

"I see we have an enabler here!" Megan's mom awkwardly said trying to make a joke. "But really, I'm glad to see you're making sure my Meggy eats well. She's gotta work on you now, you skinny mini!"

Both Megan and Amy looked at each other in delight, trying to stifle their laughter as Megan drank more of her half-melted ice cream, which both of the girls knew was going to beautifully contribute to Megan's ever-growing body. A body that, as they now know, is family-approved.