noarthereonlyfat:Fattening Ally - The Spirit of Gluttony by noarthereonlyfat / illustrations by ch
noarthereonlyfat: Fattening Ally - The Spirit of Gluttony by noarthereonlyfat / illustrations by cherrychubs Warning: Contains feedist themes, fat fetish kink, weight gain, fat teasing… it’s a love story :) — Ally was a glutton. From her very first words, which happened to be “I want more cake!” to her teenage years she was a chubby little girl. By her twenties she was downright F.A.T! It was at that point she decided to do something about it. She forced herself to get more exercise, and kept her weight at bay by denying herself yummy food and tasty snacks. Her determination won out in the end, and whilst she never could have been called “skinny” she was certainly not fat anymore. She moved cities to make a break from her old fat life, met some new friends, met a boy and eventually they moved in together. She kept her humiliating fat past hidden at all times, not wanting any of her new friends to know what a porker she used to be, it was just too embarrassing. But as the years went by her lust for food began to catch up with her once again. The occasional binge on pizza here, the occasional tub of ice cream there, second or third helpings of chocolate pudding dessert. Her boyfriend started to notice. “I think you’re getting a little too chubby lately babe,” he had said to her in bed one morning poking her soft mid section. Ally was mortified. She looked at herself in the mirror, she still looked the same to her, but through her own eyes she’d always looked a little too fat even when she wasn’t. She sucked in her barely pudgy stomach and let it out again. She went downstairs and opened the fridge, determined to throw out every last bit of fattening junk food. Anything that wasn’t healthy or low fat went straight in the bin. But when she got to a large block of chocolate she’d been saving something stopped her. She just couldn’t do it, it looked so tasty. She broke off a piece and ate it, promising herself this would be the last chocolate she’d eat for a while. The same thing happened when she tried to throw out a large tub of chocolate fudge ice-cream. Her boyfriend discovered her later on the couch sleeping still holding the large empty tub of ice-cream. His presence woke her up and she saw him look up and down her physique worriedly out of the corner of his eye and then leave the room shaking his head. Ally felt her face flush hot with embarrassment and shame. She felt something else too though, something she hadn’t felt in a long time. A curious rush of endorphins filled her mind. In her dreams she imagined herself hugely fat, gorging from tub after tub of ice-cream as her boyfriend watched on in absolute horror and disgust. Ally was actually relieved when her boyfriend announced that he was going away on a business trip for a whole month. As she dropped him off at the airport she told him, “I’m going to start working out again, I promise! You wont even recognise me when you get back,” she grinned optimistically. How little did she realise the vast underestimation of that statement, if only she knew how things were going to pan out maybe she could have stopped herself. “That’s awesome, I love you,” he smiled and they hugged goodbye, Ally cringed as his hands sunk into her soft beginnings of love handles a little more than she’d have liked. As she pulled into her driveway she noticed that the little antique shop next door to their house had a new sign. “Ample Bakery,” it said. Well that’s just what I need! Ally sighed to herself sarcastically. Just as I’m starting a strict diet a bakery opens up next door, how perfect! She chuckled to herself and tried to stay positive. At least she’d be able to get fresh wholemeal bread, maybe they had other healthy options too. Once inside Ally immediately attempted to work out. Unfortunately she was so out of shape that she began feeling tired after barely any time at all. She sat back down on the couch trying to catch her breath. One step at a time I guess, she thought, I’ll get my stamina up over the next couple of weeks I’m sure. The rest of the morning she spent watching TV and casually surfing the Internet. With no one else around she quickly found herself feeling a little bored and found it hard to motivate herself to do anything else except relax and watch cartoons. Poor Ally was so out of shape that she was genuinely tired from her ten minute workout, combined with the rather early wake-up she’d had to make the airport run for her boyfriend, she ended up dozing off on the couch even though it wasn’t even lunch time yet. A knock on the door woke her up. She yawned and then groggily pulled herself up to answer the door. Who on Earth would that be? she sighed to herself feeling a little anxious. She really wasn’t in the mood to deal with a stranger, even less a pushy door-to-door sales person. She opened the door and there stood a young man in a Baker’s hat, he looked a little nervous. “Hello,” the man said, “Sorry to bother you but I’ve just moved into the shop next door. It’s a bakery… the shop I mean… I’m a baker, I was wondering if you’d mind switching driveways with me? My delivery driver’s truck won’t quite fit around the other side of the shop, and your driveway runs right past my side door. The bags of flour are too heavy to carry through the front, you see. I’d be happy to pay you something for the trouble, it’d just really make things run much smoother…” Ally smiled listening to him anxiously ramble, she felt instantly much better “Sure,” Ally smiled, cutting him off, “I don’t see why not.” “Really? Oh wow thank you so much, that’s very sweet of you. I was really worried I was going to have to pay through the nose before you’d agree to that!” he laughed now looking a little more relaxed as he continued to ramble. “Seriously it’s no trouble,” she said, “I’m Ally, welcome to the neighbourhood,” she said, putting on her most neighbourly smile. Ally felt good, she liked to be helpful. The shop’s driveway was only about ten meters further away, and it was a sheltered path so it wasn’t like she’d have to worry about walking a distance in the rain or anything, and whilst it was only ten metres further, she kind of liked the idea that she’d be getting at least twenty metres more exercise every time she used her car. “Oh you’re a life saver! I really thought I was screwed, I never even thought to check if the driveway was too narrow to take a medium sized truck. Am I rambling? Sorry, I do that when I’m nervous,” the young man said taking a deep breath, after which he looked a lot calmer. “That’s cool I don’t mind,” laughed Ally. “Well thanks again, it’s so nice to know I have a friendly neighbour,” he smiled warmly, “I’m Noah by the way,” politely offering her his hand. “Ally. Welcome to the neighbourhood,” she said shaking his hand. “Nice to meet you,” they both said at the same time and then laughed about it. Ally was smiling as she closed the door, feeling good about herself, and also happy to have made a good first impression with someone for a change instead of allowing her natural shyness to make her feel awkward. She decided to use the good vibe to try working out again. She did some stretches, a few sit-ups (ouch!), a few squats (already out of breath) and then decided to push herself and do as many jumping jacks as she could stand, she’d only gotten up to about twenty-five before she felt her arms and legs getting tired but pushed herself to continue. Unfortunately she was already sweating so much from being out of shape that a large drop of perspiration landed on the floor at her feet. Even more unfortunately the tiled floor she was working out on was quite slippery when wet. With the next wide stance jump her foot slipped out sideways from underneath her. “Fuck!” she yelled as she grabbed her leg in pain with one hand and used her other arm to help lower herself to the ground. Oh damn! What the hell? This really hurts! she thought, feeling quite stunned and a little shocked at how much her ankle was throbbing. She tried moving it. “Aaahh!” she winced. She didn’t need a doctor to tell her she’d sprained it. She dragged herself over to the freezer to get some ice or a bag of frozen vegetable or something that would suit a make-shift ice pack. Dammit! She cursed as the empty inside of the freezer stared back at her. Grocery shopping had been another thing on today’s to-do list. She slammed the freezer door shut and hobbled back over the couch. She plopped herself down in a huff. It didn’t feel fair, she’d been trying to be good and this was her reward? On top of all that she was hungry. She sat there sulking in silence for a moment frowning at her swollen ankle. “What now!” she said with exasperation as she awkwardly turned around and hobbled towards the door. The pain in her ankle was getting worse by the second from aggravating it. She opened the door standing awkwardly using the doorframe to support her weight. There stood Noah the baker from next door holding a large box. “Hello again, hope I’m not interrupting but I just finished making these and I wanted to thank you properly… Good grief are you okay?” he said as he saw her wince in pain struggling to remain upright. “Yes I’m okay, well sort of, I just hurt my ankle is all…” she winced again. “Oh my God you poor thing! Quick you need to sit down, don’t put any weight on it,” he said as he put down the box. He offered her his arm and helped her carefully back to the couch. “Here you need to elevate it to reduce the swelling,” he said as dragged her coffee table closer and put a couple of cushions on it. Ally sighed in relief as the pain began to subside a little. “Oh wow that looks bad, is it broken? Should I call a doctor?” he asked. “No, no, it’s just a sprain I’ll be okay,” Ally said quickly. She wasn’t overly fond of doctors. “Well, um, have you got any ice?” he asked clearly feeling uncomfortable about just leaving her like this. “No I’m all out,” Ally said, “I forgot to refill the ice tray last time I…” it was Ally’s turn to ramble. “Don’t you worry, I have just the thing in my freezer. Make yourself comfortable and I’ll be right back,” he said passing her another cushion to place behind her head. Before she could even thank him he’d rushed off out the door in a flash. Ally lay back feeling a little more comfortable, but her mind began to race. She banged her head against the back of the couch in frustration as she cursed her own clumsiness, worrying about how difficult the week’s tasks were going to be with her boyfriend being away. And how the hell was she going to get more exercise and lose weight now? She miserably pushed her pudgy stomach down with the palm of her hands trying to make it look flat. It fluffed out around the sides of her hands and in between her fingers. It gurgled hungrily and she sighed exasperated realising just how hungry she was. It was lunch time after all. That was when a draft of breeze from her open front door carried the most delightful scent over to her nose. Ally sat up. What was that delicious aroma? It must be from the bakery next door, it really smelt divine. Then she saw the box Noah had brought as a gift and realised that was the source. She looked at it, her mouth was watering like she’d never known before, the delicious aroma was making her crave whatever was inside the box like crazy. She held her breath and moved her ankle off the table, still wincing in pain, hopped up on one leg and reached over to where he’d left the box. She opened curiously like it was a Christmas or Birthday present and her face lit up in delight when she saw a dozen assorted donuts all aligned neatly in four rows. The delicious aroma nearly made her giddy. They all looked so good, and she could feel their warmth radiating against the inside of the box. Not knowing where to start she just grabbed the first one on the first row, a large round sugar and cinnamon coated donut with thick chocolate icing. She bit in, the texture of the dough was so perfect, and the sweet icing was incredible. For a moment the pain from her foot seemed to just disappear. Her belly gurgled, enjoying the sensation of the donut filling its cavernous space, but at the same time reminding her that she was still very hungry. She took another bite and breathed in deeply smiling in delight. The centre was filled with more gooey creamy chocolate, sweet just like the icing on top. “Oh mwy gwad!” she moaned a little taken back by how good it was. She eagerly pushed the whole thing into her mouth with her fingers. It was so good she couldn’t resist immediately picking up a second one and took a bite out of that as well. Then she heard a door slam from the bakery next door and she suddenly felt very embarrassed to be seen stuffing her face when she should be resting her ankle. Almost in a mild panic, she closed the box, shoved the rest of the donut in into her mouth quickly and dashed back to the couch, trying to lick her fingers clean all at the same time. The pain from her ankle suddenly came rushing back so badly it made her eyes water. “Ow! Fuck!” she blinked them back, immediately regretting that she’d risked putting her entire weight on the wrong leg in her rush to sit down again. It felt burning hot now, was a lot more swollen, and even just slightly wiggling her toes was extremely uncomfortable. She threw her arms down to her sides in exasperation that she’d just made her injury twice as bad. Just as she heard the baker walking briskly up the path to her front door she spied some donut crumbs on her top and madly brushed them off. Unfortunately she hadn’t noticed that her fingers still had chocolate on them and put a nice big chocolate smear right down the middle of her white top. She covered her mouth as she gasped, accidentally putting a smear of chocolate on her cheek as well. She placed her hand on her belly awkwardly trying to cover the chocolate stain. He started talking just before he got to the door, “I brought you a couple of cold packs, I keep them in my freezer for when I occasionally burn myself whilst baking. An unfortunate hazard of the job.” he stopped talking when he saw how red her face was. “Is the pain getting worse, are you okay?” he rushed over and began wrapping the gel filled cold pack in a tea towel he had tucked into his back pocket. “I… uh…” stammered Ally too embarrassed to say she’d just made her ankle much worse because she was so greedy she couldn’t bear to wait a few minutes before eating his gift. Noah must have noticed the chocolate stains on her top and cheek because he glanced back at the box of donuts for a split second, but he didn’t say anything. He just knelt down near her ankle with the cold press. “Well this will definitely help,” he said as he gently slid the cold gel filled press under her heel and wrapped it around her ankle. Ally sighed with relief as the pain melted away into the coolness. For a moment she just enjoyed the sensation not caring about anything else. As the wave of relief washed over her she let her hand fall to her side exposing the large tell-tale chocolate stain down her front. Combined with the chocolate icing smeared on her lips and cheek and the crumbs next to her on the couch she was quite a sight. Noah saw this and grinned. He always enjoyed it when people couldn’t resist his baking. He was sure to have at least one good customer at this new location at any rate it seemed. “Is that better?” he asked. “Oh so much better, thank you so much!” she smiled shyly, “and thank you for the gift, you didn’t have to do that.” “It was no trouble at all, I love baking treats for others to enjoy.” He smiled back, “Well I have to get back to the shop now, but I can drop by in a couple of hours with a fresh cold press in case you need it. Will you be okay?” “Can I get you anything from the store? Painkillers? How are you for supplies? Do you need milk or bread or anything like that?” he asked helpfully. “Oh no, I couldn’t ask you to do that. I’ll be fine, really,” Ally said politely not wanting to impose herself. “Don’t be silly, I have heaps of supplies next door for the shop. Consider it good karma for being so nice about the parking space this morning,” he smiled warmly picking up the large box of donuts and bringing it over to her. “So… I hope you like donuts, if you do these should take your mind off the pain, they’re freshly baked,” he said casually opening the lid to offer her one. He didn’t mean to embarrass her but he just couldn’t resist watching her enjoy one of his loving made donuts. Ally froze, mortified. The two empty spaces stared up at her accusingly. She quickly took closed the lid and took the box. “U-Uh yes, t-thanks so much I’ll certainly enjoy those later,” she said quickly, praying that he hadn’t noticed there were two missing, hoping that the burning in the tips of her ears didn’t mean her entire face had gone red (it actually had). Ally couldn’t explain why but feeling that she was on the verge of being caught out for gluttony was exciting her immensely. Noah of course had noticed exactly how many donuts were missing. He couldn’t help but grin. He watched her reaction carefully as he signalled with his finger to the corner of his mouth to let her know there was something on her face. Ally put her hand to her cheek and became even more flushed as she discovered the icing. “Looks like you really enjoyed them,” Noah said chuckling as he signal to the chocolate stain on her top. Ally smiled trying to hide her embarrassment, at the same time she subconsciously pressed her thighs together firmly. What an adorable little glutton! Noah couldn’t help but grin to himself as he walked back to his shop. I wish I’d known that earlier. I wouldn’t have left that box of donuts so far from the couch. Poor girl could have really injured herself! Ally listened to his footsteps die away, before eagerly tearing the lid of the box open and cramming the next delicious donut into her mouth. This one was filled with the sweetest jam she’d ever tasted, it was so red it looked nearly fluorescent! She grinned in ecstasy, temporarily forgetting all her troubles allowing herself to just enjoy eating. The next donut had yellow icing and was equally delicious in its own way. Somehow Noah had managed to put little melted chunks of chocolate all the way through its dough. A chocolate chip donut, that’s pretty genius! she thought grinning as she ate. She began to feel comfortably full after the next donut and so she summoned all her willpower, stopped eating, put the box back on the table and went back to watching her cartoons. Okay that’s enough for now or else I’ll have even more work to do when I eventually start exercising. She looked at her ice pack wrapped foot glumly, Whenever that might be. As she watched her cartoons she couldn’t help but eye the inviting box of donuts from time to time. Noah certainly ran an excellent bakery. But she didn’t want too many of them to be gone when he checked up on her later, and she was supposed to be starting a strict diet today. But then again surely she couldn’t be blamed for wanting some comfort food with this injury… And she hadn’t eaten a proper lunch today… And since she couldn’t stand up for too long she’d probably be having a light dinner, or maybe even skip it all together. So many excuses flowed through her head as her eyes slowly drifted back to the donuts. God they were so good. Be a shame not to enjoy them while they were fresh… “Ah what the hell,” she smiled delighted with her decision to give in and have another. And so Ally spent the rest of the afternoon pigging out on donuts and watching cartoons. Just one more she kept saying donut after donut. But one became two which became three and so on. There were only three donuts left by the time she started to get quite full, but that wasn’t enough to stop her. Each donut seemed more impressive than the last. A pink frosted donut actually had little jellied lollies baked right into it! She was getting VERY full by the time she reached the last donuts. She felt a little uncomfortable, full of regret for eating so much, and all that food had made her quite thirsty but she was feeling too unmotivated to get up. So to cheer herself up she ate the last one anyway. Mmm good she smiled guiltily. Her belly was tight and full against her white chocolate stained top. As the day slowly dragged on, without the activity of eating to keep her occupied, she began to get restless. The pain in her foot seemed to have returned although not quite as bad as before. The cold pack had warmed up a little and needed replacing. So she just sat there watching the TV feeling a little sorry for herself. For some reason she couldn’t stop glancing at the empty donut box on the table. Despite having eaten so much she found herself licking her lips and craving more, feeling sad that there were none left every time it caught her gaze. She was getting very thirsty, but was also feeling too tired to get up and deal with hobbling. A bit later in the afternoon a knock at the door startled her. A friendly voice called out, “Hi. It’s just me, from next door, checking to see how you’re doing, I brought you some supplies…” Ally quickly hid the box behind the couch in a mad panic and licked her fingers clean. “U-um, it’s open!” she called out, finding herself to be a little excited on the off chance that those supplies contained something delicious to munch on. Noah let himself in, “How ya feeling soldier?” he said cheerfully as he placed a rather large number of shopping bags on her kitchen counter. “Not bad, still hurts like hell though,” she replied with a sigh. “Well I got you another cold pack, see if that helps,” he handed it to her already wrapped in a tea towel and took the warmer one and put it in her freezer. “Ah that’s much better, thank you. Uh, what’s in all the bags?” she inquired curiously. Noah paused, he wanted to blurt out that he’d noticed what a completely helpless glutton she’d been earlier, and how excited he suspected it had made her to get caught out, and now he simply couldn’t help himself, he wanted to have a little fun. But instead he smiled and said, “Just some essential supplies I thought you might need, and a little feel good food to keep your spirits up.” He began to fill her fridge with all kinds of food from the plastic bags and then opened one of the larger boxes. “I figured you probably didn’t feel like cooking so I went ahead and made you a few pizzas. Should be enough here to last you a several days, hopefully you’ll be on your feet again by then.” The last bag contained a cooler. He carefully brought it over to her and placed it beside the couch. “There’s some chilled water, save you getting up. You should try to rest your ankle as much as possible, and there’s a little surprise in there too so be careful when you open it,” he winked. Ally smiled, a little taken back by all the trouble he’d gone to but was kind of excited all the same. Her shopping chore for the week was done and he’d given her most of what she needed to be comfortable. Just as he left he arranged some of her furniture, a couple of bar stools and a high backed chair a line from the couch to the hallway so that she had something to lean on and support her weight for trips to the kitchen and bathroom. “Now I couldn’t find any decent painkillers in my medicine cabinet but I happened to notice that little doll there,” here signalled to a cool little figurine who happened to have a hairstyle in the exact shape of a hemp leaf and appeared to be casually smoking a joint, “I was thinking about making some magic brownies later, if you’d like some I thought they might be good for the pain.” Ally grinned raising her eyebrows, “I think I’m going to really enjoy having you as a neighbour,” she laughed, and so did he. “Okay there’s some space-cakes in the second box and I’ll bring over the brownies tomorrow when they’re done. Good luck, if you need anything at all don’t hesitate to give me a ring, my number is on the side of all the bakery boxes,” he smiled and left her to it. Ally curiously opened the box with the space-cake and took a bite. It was as delicious as she expected. The man was a culinary genius! Before long Ally found herself feeling nice and high. It had been a little while since she’d had any weed and it felt like strong stuff. She lay on the couch smiling, happy that her ankle now seemed to barely hurt at all. Suddenly Ally’s stomach began grumbling hungrily. Despite all the donuts she’d crammed into it that afternoon, she found herself intensely craving more food. The pizza’s looked really good so she warmed up the oven. In the cooler was only a single bottle of water, the rest of it was packed full with ice-cream and several large milkshakes of varying flavours. Also a large chocolate fudge sundae with whipped cream and a cherry on top that looked simply divine. She almost didn’t know where to start! A couple of hours later and Ally had made a complete pig out of herself. It was as if giving in to the donuts had pulled the pin on the grenade of her appetite, now she felt free to just let loose into a gorging frenzy. It reminded her of how she used to just eat and eat until she could barely move back when she was a very fat little growing teenager. Before she even thought about what she was doing she’d stuffed herself completely full of pizza, gulped down way too many of the milkshakes and amazingly still found room to stuff the large chocolate fudge sundae in as well. It was so good. Sinful. Almost erotic. Oh my god I wish I could live like this all the time! she thought to herself with a blissful smile on her chubby cheeks. A few hours, and several tubs of ice-cream from the cooler later, Ally moaned to herself clutching her swollen belly, feeling so overstuffed that the pain in her ankle was completely drowned out. She fell asleep feeling very content, and a lot happier that she had in quite some time. If only she realised that with every bite of Noah’s delicious food she was becoming more and more addicted. The little glutton of her childhood and teenage years was reawakening into a ferocious food hungry monster. Over the next few days Noah started dropping by daily to check on Ally. He spent a little longer there with each visit, hanging out to keep her company while she recovered. They started getting high together and spent hours chatting, rapidly becoming good friends. Since Noah noticed Ally was going through the food supplies so quickly, he always brought more to replenish them, and always included a few of his special brownies. Ally certainly wasn’t complaining. A few binges weren’t going to hurt, in her mind she was happily planning her exercise routine for the day that her ankle was fully healed. A couple more days of rest and relaxation will do me some good, she grinned to herself as she stuffed a rather large chocolate muffin smothered in butter into her greedy mouth. Truthfully Ally’s ankle was nearly already completely healed, but she’d convinced herself that it was still sore enough not to risk putting any weight on it and so continued to spend all day lazing about on the couch watching TV. Noah was captivated by his gorgeous neighbour. She was funny and smart, he felt they’d really bonded as friends, but then there was her appetite. She was insatiable. How on Earth she wasn’t twice the chubby size that she was he’d never know. He was also very certain her ankle was better by now, he’d caught her walking normally once or twice, which meant she was kind of slightly exaggerating the injury to make sure she had an excuse to laze around while he brought boxes of food over to her on the couch! Haha what an adorably lazy little glutton! he thought. He was certainly only to happy to oblige. He just couldn’t help himself from wanting to know how far she was going to take this nearly two week long junk food binge. He found himself becoming a little obsessed. It seemed not an hour went by where he was either baking or at least planning the next batch of delicious treats for her to enjoy in the back of his mind. He found himself dreaming of her eating in his sleep, becoming ever more sinfully greedy and gluttonous, imagining her getting fatter and fatter. Shamefully fat. Disgracefully obese! And so the days went by. With him bringing her food each morning, her lazing about all day gorging herself on his delicious freshly baked treats, and then the two of them getting high on magic brownies in the evening and hanging out over dinner. They formed such a routine that even long after Ally’s ankle was better Noah continued to bring her treats on a daily basis. Ally had been having an amazing couple of weeks. She knew it was wrong, she knew she should be trying to get back in shape but a combination of being high all the time, Noah’s food being just so sinfully delicious and tempting, and then even more curiously she’d found herself to be in a state of perpetual arousal. She almost couldn’t believe it, like she was living a dream or an alternate reality. All she knew is that right now she didn’t want it to end. She was becoming more addicted to eating than ever before in her life. She’d noticed Noah’s subtle glances at her waistline, at the plumpness of her thighs. She really had gotten very chubby this year. He seemed especially interested in her body whilst she was eating. He must think I’m such a greedy fat pig! she thought to herself blushing, but at the same time she curiously felt herself become excited as she thought this. She knew he was too polite to say anything, but she wondered what he thought about her weight behind those big hazel eyes of his. What if she started to get fat from all his cooking? She wondered how big she’d have to get before he said something, or how much fat it would take for him to be concerned enough to stop bringing her food. She felt herself tingle with devious delight for a moment and then promptly shook the thoughts from her head. No! Just a few more days and I’ll start exercising, she reassured herself. But Ally’s greedy gluttonous ways did not end after a few days at all. Oh no the little greedy glutton ate, and ate, and ate, filling herself up on junk food more and more with every day that passed. Noah’s strangely addictive sweets made her appetite feel almost completely insatiable. Some days she would find herself snacking constantly from breakfast till dinner without even realising it. As the next week slipped by she began to, well… grow. It was only gradual at first, but her body was definitely gaining weight, and the rate at which she was packing on those unsightly pounds seemed to be increasing with every day that passed. Ally simply couldn’t help herself. It just felt so good to spend the day getting nice and high and laze about leisurely in her pyjamas as they got slowly tighter and tighter. She knew she’d put on a little more weight but was in complete denial about how really much it was. Never before had she found food so addictive. Binging had become a new kind of euphoric experience. Every time she went more than half an hour without eating something substantial a strange unsettling hunger would wash over her. On occasion Ally was certain she could hear a voice whispering to her. She put it down to indulging in just a few too many space cakes. …hungry… it would say softly at first, but the longer she went without food the more she could hear it saying, … hungry … mmm sweet delicious food … hungry, Hungry, HUNGRY! HUNGRY!! until Ally would cave in and find herself madly cramming her mouth full of cake and donuts and whatever else Noah had brought her for the day. A repeating cycle of binging and sleeping, and getting high kept her from worrying about her expanding body, the fact that her pyjama bottoms had gotten skin tight and were now completely stretched out to contain her rather large round rear. And without her boyfriend around to make her worry and keep her weight in check she just continued to eat and eat, and grow and grow, relishing every gluttonous moment. Noah wasn’t fairing much better. Sleep deprived, he hadn’t opened the shop for days spending all his time making treats for his now extra-chubby neighbour. He was as addicted to making food for her as she was to eating. What is wrong with me? Why can’t I stop thinking about her? The way she blushes as she eats in front of me. Every time Noah tried to do something other than cook for Ally his mind would be consumed by a strange compelling voice. It started out as a whisper but day by day it grew louder and more forceful. …she’s hungry… it would say … feed her … you need to bring her more food … don’t you like watching your little hungry hippo grow nice and fat? … don’t make her starve! … she’s soooo hungry! … such a ridiculously greedy glutton … she needs FOOD!… NOW! And so he would find himself slaving away, putting his best effort into making the most delicious tasting treats he could possibly create. He knew it wasn’t healthy for either of them, but he couldn’t deny how much he enjoyed watching the incredibly beautiful girl next door pig out so shamelessly on all his creations. Knowing full well that every new ounce of extra chub on her body was because she couldn’t resist his amazing baked confections made him feel strangely proud, and every compliment she gave him about his food filled him with joy. But now completely exhausted, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and then began loading more cakes and pies into boxes and began to trek towards her house. This bizarre desire to make sure she had plenty of food for the night was driving him onwards. He couldn’t explain why but the thought of her going hungry even for one second was just too much to bear. It was the middle of the night but they were now both used to keeping very unusual hours and he wasn’t surprised to see her light still on, and he could hear the smacking of her lips and small moans of gluttonous hedonistic pleasure before he even reached her door. “It’s open!” she called through a mouthful of cake upon hearing his footsteps. He walked in to a familiar sight of empty boxes scattered around, and Ally sprawled out on the couch in her pyjamas gorging away. She sure was getting pudgy. He was sure she had to have weighed at least two hundred pounds by now! The couch creaked softly with every little movement she made. “I sure am glad to see you cause I am EXTRA hungry tonight,” she laughed offering him a smoke of her joint. … I bet you are porky … whispered the voice to both of them as Noah took a drag. Ally giggled as she rolled over unsteadily to sit up, the couch groaning a little. “Ooh! Are those more donuts?!” her eyes lit up. “Uh yes. They’re still warm,” he smiled bringing them over to her, a smile forming on his face as she earnestly reached her chubby hand out towards the box excitedly flexing her fingers before it was anywhere near within reach. She took one and giggled with delight as she pushed it into her mouth and ate it in less than three bites. “