Easy A in Baking - Part 7

The final week of the semester ended quickly, and before she knew it Olivia was headed home for the holidays. A three week break from her baking class could not have come at a better time for Olivia. It wasn’t even the end of December and she had already packed on 25 additional pounds, setting her at a nice and even 250 lb total. She looked absolutely wide, especially compared to how she looked at the beginning of the year. Olivia’s parents had noticed the freshman 15 on her after last year, but of course had not said anything. They knew their daughter had not worked out a day in her life, and yet the freshman 15 was nothing to be concerned about.

Olivia now was a completely different story. At 250lbs she was a stone's throw away from being double the weight she entered college at. Having gained so much she looked almost like a completely different person. Her hips had grown exceptionally curvy, and complemented her thickened thighs. Her bum had only grown rounder and juicer, as she packed her buns in a tight pair of jeans. Her waist had thickened, but mainly just to support her very full upper half. Breasts that were starting to be compared to mellons filled her view more than normal. The full figured Olivia was completely anxious about what her parents were going to say.

She waddled up to her door, unlocking it with her key. What Olivia wasn’t thinking about though was her parents were not ones for instigating conflict. Shocked by their daughters 100lb gain, sure, but utter a word about it, they weren’t even sure how to broach the subject. Olivia already wanted to get out of the situation as fast as possible, so she gave her parents hugs, and then requested to head to her room to unpack.

She breathed a sigh of relief that her welcome home wasn’t more awkward. She did get to unpacking, but one thing she noticed right away was that her room was not designed for a 250 lb version of herself. Her bedroom was quite small, but she made do throughout her early years when she was much more spry and about 150lbs lighter. Now the room seemed cramped. She seemed to be bumping into things no matter where she went. There was a lot of furniture packed in the small room, a twin bed, desk, tv stand, dresser. The new wider Olivia was having a hard time getting around. She finally just gave up and flopped on her bed. Her eyes shot open though as she heard it creek under her weight. She wasn’t that heavy, but it was a pretty old bed.

At least she didn’t have to contend with baking class for a few weeks, Olivia felt like she could be a normal co-ed for once this semester. Olivia had a large family, and her parents also had several different friend groups. This meant that her social calendar while home was almost completely full. She was expected at several different parties, especially right before and after Christmas. Everyone was surprised to see the much beefier Olivia, and even more surprised when she stayed hovering around the food table for most of the night. She might not have had the hurdle of baking class, but she certainly had not left her hunger at school. Picking at hors d'oeuvres for hours followed by a large rich meal, Olivia felt right at home. It was only once some of the party goers noticed the growing girl’s large appetite that they started to interject an influential hand. The holidays were the perfect time to show off a family recipe, or present a show stopping dish someone had been working on. With Olivia looking like a willing contestant, every baker and cook at the events wanted to get her opinion.

“Olivia, dear, have you tried my mac and cheese yet? I tried to get it extra creamy this year, can you tell?” “Olivia, honey, I made three pies, can you tell me which one is best? No, you need a real slice so you can judge them properly.” “Olivia, I made you a tray of leftovers, I saw how much you liked all the sides I brought.”

For days Olivia packed her belly full at party after party. The sweaters and pants she had packed started to feel tighter and tighter as the days passed, especially at the end of the night. Each night she came home and gently flopped on her bed, undoing the button on her jeans, relieving the pressure on her soft stomach. Her stomach had softened up so much it bit into the waistband of any pair of pants she wore. The relief from undoing her pants after a large meal felt almost as good as the feast itself.

As Christmas came and passed, the party scene petered out. Nightly feasts had kept the curvy co-ed as full as Fran had back at school, but without them she could feel a gnawing hunger inside of her. Of course her parents made sure there was dinner on the table each night for her, but it was nothing like the parties she had been forced into, or the dinners Fran was capable of making. The first partyless night that passed Olivia didn’t know what to do with herself. It wasn’t like she could raid the fridge and hide the evidence. It wouldn’t be hard for her parents to follow the bread crumb trail right back to their overweight and obese daughter. She had to get her fix though, and on the cheap, it wasn’t like she was made of money. Of course there was only one place to go when you needed to fill your belly on the cheap.

The golden arches illuminated the parking lot and surrounding areas, inviting all those who needed a cheap greasy meal and quick. Olivia pulled her car up to the drive thru menu as some hesitancy settled in. What was she doing here? She had gained 100lbs in a semester. She should be doing everything she can to limit her calories and eat as healthy as she could. McDonald’s was the complete opposite of that. Yet here she was, getting more hungry just looking at the menu. One burger couldn’t hurt right? And of course a fry and a drink. Ok just this one meal wasn’t so bad. But she kinda also wanted some chicken. And she used to love their milkshakes, she should get one while she’s here.

Olivia drove up to the pick up window. “Ok you’re total is going to be $23.85” So much for a cheap meal, but then they started to hand her everything. Two large bags of food, and one of those trays that hold four drinks, two sodas, a milkshake, and a McFlurry. Olivia was concerned she might have gone a bit overboard, but once she took her first bite, she didn’t worry again until her last.

Holiday parties were replaced with trips to McDonalds. Each night she took a spin over there and got her fill, her belly nice and warm and full each night as she drove away after eating her entire meal in the parking lot. New Year's Eve rolled around, and Olivia was surprised her parents didn’t have some sort of social engagement for her to attend with them. She didn’t make any other plans, because she knew she’d have to cancel when her parents superseded hers with a party of their own. They told her they wanted to call it an early evening, and that the world would still be turning tomorrow when they woke up. Olivia, with nothing to do, went to where she always did, McDonalds. Since she figured she’d wait for the ball to drop, she parked her car and went inside. Wearing a coat that masked how curvaceous her top was, it was still easy to see in her skin tight jeans how wide her hips were.

She put in her normal order and took it to a booth where she pulled up a live stream on her phone. She watched some celebrity interviews and some musical numbers. It was fairly engaging and entertaining, but soon the food on her tray ran out and it was only 9:30. She thought it would be weird to just sit there for another two and half hours, plus she still had room, so she went back to the counter and ordered a bit more. She had long taken her coat off, and her top was only covered by the clingy sweater that she wore. When she had first arrived the hem of the sweater was just kissing the waistband of her jeans. By her fourth trip back up to the counter there was a sizable sliver of flesh visible below her sweater. Olivia stood at the counter contemplative, there wasn’t much on the menu she hadn’t tried, of the stuff that was at least appealing, she would not be ordering the filet-o-fish. The cashier stood on the opposite side of the counter just looking at her. Larger than normal mellons filled the front of Olivia’s sweater, pushing themselves out as much as they were to the side. The small ring of fat that oozed over her waistband was just a slight distraction as they took in the sight of her flaring hips. Her hourglass shape was certainly eye-catching.

Olivia checked the time. Midnight was only about 20 minutes away. She figured she should go full ham on this order, as it was most assuredly the last one of the night. “I’ll take a Big Mac, well make that two, and combos for both…”

Olivia waited for her order. The loaded tray filled on the counter in front of her. “Ma’am the rest is going to take another minute, we can bring it out to you.” Olivia was delighted, if only she realized the problem was there was no more room on her first tray for more food. She sat in her booth eating, as another equally full tray was brought out by the cashier moments later. She ate and watched the live stream, stuffing her face as the seconds counted down to midnight. Polishing off the last of her food as the new year rang in, she gave a hearty sigh reliving some of the pressure on her extremely full belly. If her belly had been any bigger she might have started to feel cramped in the booth, but the only thing that was cramped was Olivia. She cleared her table and slowly sauntered back to her car, fully aware of just how full she had made herself.