Carla was an extraordinary woman, not just in size but in spirit. She carried herself with grace despite her immense stature, a thousand pounds of kindness and wisdom wrapped in a cozy armchair.
Emilia, however, was quite the opposite—slender, quick-witted, and fiercely skeptical.
It was on the morning of Emilia's 21st birthday, Carla decided it was time to reveal Emilia's unusual inheritance when she walked into the living room.
"Emilia," Carla began gently, her voice as comforting as it could when delivering bad news like this, "there's something important I need to tell you."
"Uh, yeah? What's up?" Emilia raised an eyebrow, curious yet cautious.
"You see, dear," Carla continued, "women in your family have a... unique trait. On the day of your 21st birthday, you tend to 'put on weight' in a certain spot in a small amount of time." As she said this, she grabbed her massive muffin top and gave it a little shake.
Emilia blinked, processing the information. She always knew about Carla's weight problems, but this stretched the limits of credibility. "I'm gonna get fat like you?" Emilia repeated incredulously. "Like, instantly?"
Carla sighed; this was never going to be easy. "I know it sounds unbelievable, dear, but it's true. Look at me." She wiggled her disk-shaped belly affectionately. "It happened to me on my 21st birthday, just as it did to my mother and hers before her."
Emilia shook her head, a mixture of disbelief and concern forming around her.
"Bullshit! Bullshit! I am never getting fat!"
Carla tried to reach out. "I know it won't be easy at first, dear. The weight comes at you suddenly, but you'll adjust. Our bodies are strong, resilient. In time, you'll see the beauty in it, just like me."
As Emilia began to walk away she felt a strange sensation stirring within her, a rumbling and heaviness in her gut that began to quickly ramp up. Panic in her voice, she whispered to herself, "Oh shit..."
Sure enough, Emilia's slender frame began to expand before her and Carla's eyes. Clothes strained, seams protested, belly and back fat exploding in all directions, swinging Emilia in all directions and finally with her new belly apron flopping to the floor, all within moments.
Emilia looked down at herself, overwhelmed by the sudden change.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Looking up from her belly to Carla, she cried, "What am I supposed to do with ALL THIS!" as she violently shook her massive belly.
Carla held her hands up, trying to calm Emilia. "Shh, sweetie. It's okay to feel scared right now. But trust me, you will get used to it. We all do. And look, since it's your birthday I'll treat you. We'll go down to the local hardware store and get you an industrial wheelbarrow to help you get around easier. Then we can go to that all you can eat buffet and just go to town! There's a saying in our family, Cartwright women don't need to watch their weights". As she said this, she give a playful slap to her muffin top.
Tags: expansion, belly expansion, weight gain
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Story by xxRSKxx |
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Artwork by Marcelo Salaza |
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