Brittany's Belly - Part 7

Before she could get some water she heard the doorbell, followed by Carol. “Brittany darling, that must be lunch. Can you go fetch it?” She called in from the not too far patio. Britt wanted to obey Mrs. Cox’s request, so her need for water would have to wait a little longer. Opening the same front door she had come in only a couple hours earlier, revealed a pizza delivery boy, who handed her a large pizza. Bringing it back to the kitchen she was met with Mrs. Cox who had come in from the sun. “Ah I figured a nice pizza would be a good way to celebrate your first day.” Mrs. Cox looked like someone who had never eaten a slice of pizza in her life, so Britt was pretty surprised she’d order something like this. “I bet your mother never lets you order pizza, amiright?” Mrs. Cox only ingratiating herself into Britt’s goodwill even more.

Britt flipped open the lid of the pizza box, revealing the greasy creation inside, a stark contrast to the rest of the pristine and clean kitchen. Meat Lovers, Britts favorite. Despite the lack of liquid in her mouth, Britt was unabashedly drooling. “Go on and help yourself, it’s only proper for the guest to have the first piece.” Mrs. Cox, so out of her element, she didn’t even know they were called slices, this wasn’t a cake after all, although pizza and cake sounded like a pretty good combo to Britt, sweet and savory. She didn’t have much time for thoughts like that though, as she eagerly grabbed a slice onto a plate, as to not make any sort of mess whatsoever.

Britt didn’t notice that Mrs. Cox didn’t jump in with as much enthusiasm as she did, she didn’t even take a slice at all, Britt was more consumed with eating her own slice. Pizza was so good, the cheese, the sauce, bread, meat, grease, yum yum yum. Britt savored her meal, but also ate it down quickly, she was just so eager to take her next bite. Of course one slice of pizza does not a meal make, so as soon as her first slice was gone she gleefully grabbed another.

Carol just watched with a smirk of a smile, as the young gal packed her cheeks with pizza. Britt was still fairly thin, well except for her bulging belly, yet all Carol could see was a pig. With how she devoured this pizza, she knew it was only a matter of time before she packed on even more pounds. Her frenemy Diane expected Britt to lose the 40 pounds she picked up at college, and Carol couldn’t wait to see Diane’s face when her eldest daughter gained another 40 over summer. She knew Diane cared greatly about appearance, and to have a flabby overweight daughter would be social suicide for the up tight mom. Carol’s smile only grew wider as Britt moved on from slice three to number four.

With half the pie gone Carol noticed her newest employee start to slow down. That didn’t stop her from taking a fifth slice though. There would be no pizza under the Peterman roof, so she had to get her fill here. Carol knew this, and was not about to back down from her scheme. She knew what buttons to push, and she was a woman who prided herself on outcomes. “Brittany darling, please make sure not to leave any leftovers alright.”

There were still three and a half slices left. Brittany eyed the remaining pizza. It had only been once that she had finished a whole pizza herself during her freshman year, and she was so drunk and it was only a large cheese. This one was packed with so much meat, delicious tasty meat, and just as large. But Mrs. Cox didn’t want any leftovers, how could she disappoint her on her first day. She figured Mrs. Cox might be ok just to throw out the last couple of slices, but then again wouldn’t she have said that if it was ok? Plus who knew when she’d have a chance to eat pizza again. It probably wasn’t a big deal if she overdid it a bit today. It would only help her in the coming days under her mom’s strict thumb.

Three slices left, not a big deal. Britt took a deep breath before starting on her sixth slice though. Five slices of meat lovers pizza sat heavy in her belly. She didn’t notice, but her belly had already started to grow in size accepting the rich meal. It was rounder, bulging out more, creating more space between her and the counter. You know who did notice though? Carol. She looked on, as with each bite the blonde's belly grew that much more. Despite looking like she was hiding a basketball under her shirt, Britt continued to eat. Carol was shocked she was about to finish this pizza, but relished in just how many calories it contained. Britt would be gaining in no time.

Finally there were only two slices left. Britt was full, stuffed. She knew she had to continue though, so she picked up another slice and took a bite. She could feel her forehead start to perspire. Each time she swallowed she could feel the food stacking in her stomach, unsure how it was able to find room each time. She chewed through tasty bites of dough, satisfying cheese, and scrumptious meats. She pushed herself even though she was stuffed. She wanted this pizza, she needed to finish it. Each bite was almost getting painful, but she took one after another, slowly, but she never stopped. If she had taken even a moment to pause there was a good chance she wasn’t going to continue. The only way to was continuously chew.

*Chomp*Chomp*Chomp* With each bite the pizza disappeared, that was until it was all gone. Britt would have taken a big sigh of relief, but her lung could barely expand. Carol just stood there with a big smile for a job well done. “Magnificent Miss Brittany. I think you earned yourself a well deserved break. Why don’t you go make yourself comfortable in the lounge for a little while?” Getting off her feet? Yes please! Brittany was so painfully full, she could barely think straight. She just allowed Mrs. Cox gentle guiding hand to show her to the lounge, where she flopped on a couch before being handed the TV remote.

Carol excused herself back out to the patio, while Britt nursed her overfed belly. After a few moments she could feel her breath start to return to a normal volume, but it was several more before she could think about anything else other than being completely stuffed. Britt looked at her bulging belly. This was possibly record breaking for the largest it had ever been. It was so full it stuck straight out. To Britt it looked bigger than a basketball, but definitely not as big as a beach ball. Despite her increased poundage, Britt always chalked her belly bump up to food. She wasn’t fat, she was just full of food.

Soon her stuffed haze was clearing, and Britt noticed the TV that had been turned on. Still pretty uncomfortable, she leaned into the couch and started to enjoy the midday programming. An episode of the show bled into the next, and soon she noticed two hours had past, and her stuffed feeling had subsided as well. Wow one day of work in the books, just like that. Despite her large lunch, Britt had wished she’d hadn’t lost track of time, she didn’t eat any of the available snacks all afternoon. She couldn’t enjoy them now, it was time to go home. She pledged to herself when she was back in two days she’d take advantage of the free snacks while she could. For now she went and found Mrs. Cox and bid her farewell as she heard her mother pull into the driveway.

The couple hours on the couch had helped Britt’s belly return to almost it’s normal size, at least close enough that Diane didn’t comment on it immediately after her daughter returned to the car. But Britt wasn’t so digested that she didn’t need to waddle into the house once they got back.

“It might be my imagination, but you’re looking bigger than yesterday dear.” Diane said with some curiosity and grit in her teeth. Intrigued, Diane started to investigate her daughter's swollen midsection. With a poke she could tell Britts belly had some give, but also a little tautness under the initial layer of adipose.

“Mom stop, I just finished working really hard for Mrs. Cox, I need to go relax.” She left out the part where she really hadn’t done any work, and had been lounging for the past two hours. But she’d tell her mother just about anything right now to get out of this situation.

“I just don’t understand why you’d let yourself go like this away at college.” Diane now giving a disappointed look, one that had put her daughters back in line many times before. For good girls like Britt and Steph, there was nothing worse than disappointing their mother. With Britt now having a small taste of freedom, she knew there were much worse things than disappointing her mother though, so this tactic wasn’t going to work.

“For the last time, I’m not fat! I didn’t let myself go! It’s perfectly fine! Just leave me alone!” With that Britt stormed off, but during such heavy footfalls her shirt rode up with each step.