Chapter 4: Chapter 4
Dr. Thompson looked at Aletha's chart. The nurse had weighed Aletha and taken her vitals.
Dr. Thompson walked into the room, a slight frown forming on his face. "You've gained quite a bit of weight, haven't you?" he asked. Aletha nodded, her hands gently caressing her still-expanding belly. "Yes, Dr. Thompson. I used to want to lose weight, but things happened, and I ended up gaining more than I planned. How much weight have I gained?" Aletha asked.
Dr. Thompson checked his notes. "Based on these numbers, you've gained approximately thirty-five pounds," he said. Aletha nodded, pleased with the result. "I was aiming for ten pounds, but it seems I surpassed my goal," she admitted. Dr. Thompson's expression turned concerned. "You were only trying to gain 10 pounds? You shot well past your goal." he asked.
Aletha looked down at her new curves squeezed into too tight clothes. "Wow" she thought, "35 pounds". She was wearing leggings the she barely fit into and a tank top that was riding up a little.
"what have you been eating lately?" Dr. Thompson asked.
"Mostly pasta, butter, sugary desserts, and lots of cheesecake," Aletha responded. Dr. Thompson's brow furrowed. "That's not very healthy. You should try to maintain a balanced diet," he advised. Aletha nodded, but she wasn't sure if she could eat a balanced diet now. She loved eating whatever she wanted. She loved having dessert for breakfast.
She would often spend hours in the kitchen making the most delectable treats. Aletha had mastered the art of creating the most luxurious and sinfully rich desserts. The scent of freshly baked cookies filled the air as she rolled the dough into perfectly round balls, coated them in a thick layer of sugar, and placed them on a baking sheet. As they baked, Aletha imagined her newfound curves being adored by Jake.
Aletha felt her heart race as she fantasized about Jake's reaction to her new figure.
After her doctor's appointment she went to McDonald's.
She ordered her favorite, a double cheeseburger and large fries, with a cherry pie for dessert. While waiting for her order, Aletha's gaze roamed across the packed restaurant, taking in the familiar sights and sounds. Her stomach growled hungrily, anticipating the arrival of her feast. As the counter worker handed her the steaming plate, Aletha couldn't help but marvel at the vast quantity of food before her. Each morsel promised satisfaction and delight.