Halloween story

“Are you ok Megan? You look kinda… puffy” a worried Helen asked.

Megan, feeling an incredible tightness building had not registered what Helen had said. All her focus was on her bulging body and the impending feeling of dread as she continued to grow larger still, a creaking sound making her close her eyes. All she could think about in this impossible moment was how this all came to be.

That morning was not very exciting.just like any other day really, wake up, get dressed, head out for work. Megan worked at an editing house. Megan stood at 5’6 with a slim but feminine build, while she dressed quite professionally, her hair was short,curly,and most notably messy in appearance. She had brown eyes and hair and the pale skin of someone who descended from England.

She was about 5 minutes out the house when she stopped on her way to work, the desire for caffeine called to her and with full pumpkin hype in effect she figured something topped with whipped cream and accompanied by a baked good of some sort was a must. Of course she’d buy one for her work mate and bestie Helen.

Thoughts of “She’d do the same for me” and “why should I be the only one to get fat at the office?” Jokingly battled in her mind.

“Miss!” A voice called out, awakening Megan from her day dream.

“Oh sorry, was in my own world for a second there” Megan apologized

“Uh huh”

“I’ll have two pumpkin scones and two of the pumpkin cappuccinos one with a double double the other with heavy cream”

“That all?” The women snickered as she entered the order into the register. The women looked to be in her late 40s maybe early 50s and was dressed in loose black attire from head to toe with visible tattoos coating visible parts of her arms, neck and cheeks. She wore rouge eyeliner and lipstick with a silver lip ring standing out in the midst of her colored face.

“Yes thank you” Megan paid and waited for her order, being called up shortly.

She walked up to the counter and picked up her two ordered coffees.

“Next!” The women said as she waved Megan off.

“What about my scones?” Megan meekly asked.

“Your what?” The women snarled

“My scones, I ordered two pumpkin scones” Megan mumbled back.

The women simply gave Megan an angry glare.

“It’s on my receipt if you want to check” Megan timidly said as she raised it in hand.

“Amelia!” A voice shouted.

A lanky man in glasses walked up to the women from behind the desk, his name tag read assistant manager.

“I’ve had it with you getting people's orders wrong and giving them the stink eye when they call you on it!” He continued.

The two began to argue for awhile and while Megan, tried to stop the two from bickering and felt as though she should be apologizing, they paid her no mind until-

“Here you go miss” the man said as he gave Megan a paper bag with her baked goods “sorry about all this”

“Fine, but I curse it! I curse you and that stupid scone, I hope you enjoy it whale!” The women now fuming yelled before storming off.

Megan felt as though a mighty gust of wind had,in that moment, hit her, and if the bag for an instance weighed ten times its weight.

“Amelia!” The man called as he went after her.

“Shut up Kevin!” She yelled.

Megan thought it best to simply leave before anything else happened.

Megan was walking into the office minutes later, deciding to put the rocky cafe visit behind her.

“Do I smell pumpkin and carbs?” a friendly voice called out.

“You should feel lucky you have a friend like me that always thinks of you when she’s picking up coffee” Megan said as she handed the second cappuccino off.

“Oh, but I am! So very grateful!” She said as she kissed her hand and did a playful curtsy.

“Oh shut up Helen” Megan said

“Whatcha get me?” Helen asked as she eyed the coffee store cup.

“One pumpkin cappuccino with nonfat milk” Megan replied

Helen took a sip “ tastes so much better when you tell me that’s what it is.”

The two giggled as they went to their separate cubicles, a faint gurgling sound going unnoticed by the duo.

Megan sat down and began typing away at her work.

Unbeknownst to Megan however changes had started to occur. At first it would be fair to say that no one would have noticed, the slight definition of her midsection disappeared, shortly after puffing out slightly and continuing until it stuck out like she had stuffed herself with a hearty feast. The elastic of Megan’s skirt prevented any tightness or pinching, leaving the young woman oblivious, even as her belly’s swelling continued, pushing the waistband under her now plump protruding potbelly. As Megan moved on to filing reports other changes began to manifest. Megan’s behind began to balloon. At first it wasn’t noticeable but moment by moment within the confines of her office chair inches were adding up to her plumpening cheeks as they spread across the seat, growing wider and softer. Her once slim behind had quickly become wide and bulbous as each cheek bulged out forming heavy pantry lines within the now strained fabric of her work skirt, soft fat visible from the back. Her thighs grew, larger, softer and closer until they met in the middle and pressed against each other. Her hips widened, going from slim to hippy to hippo in a matter of moments.

Megan shifted in her seat.

“God, my ass is just eating these panties” she mumbled to herself as she reached down to try to adjust them.

“Maybe someone should come with me to the gym once in a blue moon!” Helen called out from her cubicle.

Megan was about to respond when her hand sank deep into a large soft fatty surface. Quickly turning around lead to a shock for Megan as the big squishy thing she was feeling was in fact her own ass.

“What the hell!” Megan shouted

In a panic Megan jumped to her feet… or would have if not for the newfound weight of her body turning the act into more of a laborious lift for the large lady, secondly her own bulging belly prevented her from swiftly hoisting herself up and just when she was finally on her feet the most embarrassing thing of all was brought to her attention. As while she may have risen to her feet she wasn’t dislodged from her chair, the wedging of her wide weighty womanly hips had held onto the chair bringing us up with her.

“This isn’t happening” she told herself as she tugged at the chair in an attempt to free herself.

“Megan! You ok?” Helen called out, the sound of her getting up very clear in an office silenced by people who heard a concerning sound moments ago.

“Oh no, don’t come over, it was… just a spider, sorry everyone!” Megan called back, having thought quickly while managing to free herself from the chair. Looking down Megan was shocked. Her once slender body was now large and plump, big bulbous hips, thighs thunderous as they pressed against each other (goodbye thigh gap), large doughy belly that stuck outwards, large breasts sitting atop of it causing her blouse to open windows between each button. Megan grabbed her new gut and felt that moment by moment it was growing within her hands, becoming softer and squishier. Only now did she realize how tight she felt in her own skin like she was a 300 pound women in a designer dress made for a 120 pound model.

Megan’s focus was only redirected when Helen turned the corner of her cubicle wall. Thus we come back to where we began.

“Are you ok Megan? You look kinda… puffy” a worried Helen asked.

Megan, feeling the incredible tightness building had not registered what Helen had said. All her focus was on her bulging body and the impending feeling of dread as she continued to grow larger still, a creaking sound making her close her eyes.

“Megan?!” Helen called out as Megan bumped into her as she tried to run past her.

Megan however didn’t take her new weight into consideration as her own weight dragged her causing her to lose balance and topple to the floor. Turning back at Helen, Megan found herself at a loss for words as she knew the pop was coming, with one last grimace and a look away she consigned herself to her fate.

Pop!

“My god Megan!” Helen called out “whatever your secret is I gotta know it, I would have never guessed you were actually this big, how’d you do it? Girdles? Core strength?” She continued.

Megan was surprised to be hearing her friends voice, heck she was surprised to be opening her eyes at all.

The first sight she saw when she did was her computer screen shattered, a rogue button embedded in the scrambled glass. Looking down Megan saw that her blouse had been burst from every button, leaving her now ample bosom and belly hanging out for all to see.

“Dang girl, you need to be put on a diet or something” Helen said as she looked at the damage to the computer screen.

Megan sat speechless.

“Here I’ll help you start off” Helen coyle said as she picked up Megan’s untouched scone

“Helen,no” Meghan Called out as she realized a crucial detail about what was happening to her.

“I enjoyed mine so much might as well save you the carbs” she said as she took a big bite out of it “I think yours is even better then mine was” Helen said as she turned to her disgruntled friend.

The two froze with fear as a loud gurgling noise erupted from Helen’s stomach.