Brittany's Belly - Part 5

Across town though, Brittany was still reeling from her unsatisfactory dinner. She had never liked salad. Even during grade school, when her mom carefully prepared almost every meal, salad was her least favorite, and she’d just prefer to go without dinner than eat salad. Going without dinner wasn’t an option anymore. Brittany had gotten used to her new lifestyle at school, an over indulgent lifestyle. Thankfully her sister was feeling generous, or maybe it was vindictive.

“Britt, wanna pop over to McDonalds for some take out? That salad was so underwhelming, I know it couldn’t have satisfied you.” Steph flashed the $20 bill her mom gave her for a sandwich at the corner store, $20 that was much more than Steph needed to have a proper dinner, $20 that was specifically instructed to not feed Britt anymore calories. To Steph, Britt had spent a year at school tarnishing her good reputation. She had come back home looking like an air headed sorority bimbo who had just finished an entire keg by herself. This created an opportunity for Steph to be the only Peterman in the spotlight, and she was going to make sure nothing would jeopardize that.

McDonalds wasn’t Britt’s first choice. Her late night cravings had more been filled by greasy diner food at the 24/7 place a short walk from their building. But she wasn’t immune to the allure of the golden arches. Burgers, chicken, soft serve ice cream, all of it delicious. After that miserable salad, Britt was up for just about anything, so McDonalds sounded quite nice. “Why are you offering, mom’s gonna flip if she finds out. I don’t give a shit, but I sure as hell know you do?”

“Who says mom needs to find out? Plus, you’re starving, are you really going to deny the golden goose?”

“Hell no, I’m down. I just wanna make sure little miss honor roll can handle the consequences.” Britt laughed and she headed for the door.

“Oh I can handle the consequences…” Steph said under her breath. “Don’t forget you used to be little miss honor roll not that long ago!” She shouted as she followed her out. “Now you’re just not so little.” She laughed as she kept that last quip quiet enough to where only she could hear it.

The two sisters rolled up to McDonalds in Steph’s car, still dressed in their attire from the day, as dusk had only just settled up in town. They headed inside, easier to dispose of the evidence there than at home. The place was pretty quiet considering the hour, but then again there was a long line at the drive thru, for everyone else was much too lazy to venture inside for their meal. They stood at the counter, the large TV screens up above their heads listing all the items available.

“What are you thinkin about getting?” Steph asked, Britt unaware this was a leading question.

“I’m thinking just a classic Big Mac meal.” Britt answered respectfully.

“That’s it? Come on sis, we got $20 here, let's take advantage. Plus, you think tonight was bad, it’s not going to get any better this week. You should stock up on some calories while you can, help you get through the lean times, ya know?” Steph laid down a convincing argument, and Britt had been known the past year to go a little overboard from time to time.

With new vigor, she scanned across the menu once more. “I guess you’re right, mom’s not going to let up.” Britt started calculating in her head the prices of difference combinations, looking to see how far she could stretch that $20. With a plan figured out, she approached the cashier to place her order. “Hi, yes, could I get a Big Mac with a large coke and large fry, a bacon quarter pounder with cheese, a McChicken, 6 piece McNugget, large chocolate shake, and apple pie?” She saw as the items one by one scrolled across the screen on the cash register, adding up her total on the right side as they went on her order. Everything slowly added up closer to $20, until the final item was added.

“Ok, that comes to $23.07 with tax.” Tax, damn Britt forgot about tax. Also I think those apple pies put her over $20 too. She looked back at Steph with puppy dog eyes.

“Not a problem, I’ll cover the extra.” She said, fishing a few one dollar bills out of her purse.

The loaded try wobbled as Britt carefully and slowly took it to one of the booths. Britt didn’t even notice or pay attention to the fact that her sister didn’t get any food. Steph didn’t mind. She hadn’t been overly thrilled with the bland salad, but sending her sister down a slippery slope was well worth having a lackluster meal for one night. She’d gladly do this again too should the opportunity arise.

Britt wasted no time in starting in on her large meal, grabbing her original intended sandwich, the Big Mac, first. She attacked the burger like she hadn’t eaten all day, which she really hadn’t had that much considering the long bus ride, and the meager dinner. Steph looked on in amazement, as her sister looked like someone completely different. She had always known Britt as a modest girl, never straying for the perfect line their mother had set forth. This Britt was someone totally different, devouring fast food, crumbs and grease going every which way.

Soon the Big Mac was gone and she moved on to the next thing, well not before a handful of fries and a long sip of soda. The Big Mac was no small sandwich, and Britt had plenty more to eat. The meal was already starting to make an impression on her. Although her return home had come with sporting a nice round belly, Steph noticed this meal only spurred to grow that belly even bigger. It had been impossible to cover her round gut with her shirt before, but with the direction Britt was heading, she’d be lucky to cover even an inch by the time she was done.

Sandwiches turned into wrappers, and calorie filled containers were left with only crumbs inside. It was only when Britt turned her attention to her sweets that she started to slow down. Her belly, which looked to have doubled in size, was closing in on touching the table in front of her. Lethargy set in as Britt sipped her shake, which was already half empty, between taking bites of apple pie. It wouldn’t be until she had completely finished that she’d strike up a conversation with her sister again. Her try sat there, a wasteland of her filling meal. Britt was completely stuffed, not a forigen feeling for Britt. There had been nights she had eaten pancakes at the diner until her stomach was about to explode. Or frat parties, where she drank so much beer her belly inflated like a balloon. This was just the latest occasion where Britt had pushed herself to the limit. It was worth it though, she knew the hell her mom was about to bring her this week, tonight's salad was just the start. In Britt’s mind, these calories had to last her awhile, possibly until she could do this again with Steph.

“Wow sis, I didn’t think you were going to finish.” Steph gasped.

“Yeah I’ve become more impressive since going to college.” Britt replied smugly, although her sister wasn’t paying her any praise, she was more astonished at how much of a pig she was tonight, no wonder she had gotten so fat in the past year. “Well we better get home before mom does, or you’ll be in big shit.” Britt was less concerned about her sister, and more concerned about how her mom’s punishment, if she found out what happened tonight, would ruin any potential for something like this to happen again.

Britt was visibly waddling back to the car. Despite her lanky physique, her belly was so full and was pushed out so far she needed to gingerly cradle it as she walked. Sitting down in her sister's car it took all her energy not to fall asleep, as she basked in the glow of her fullness. Her body digested, as she just took comfort in the plush car seat that cradled her. Back at home she went straight up to her room, she didn’t want to risk her mom seeing her as full as she was, plus she was tired so she went right to sleep.