Rachel starts skinny. She feels repressed by her inability to fully give in to her natural gluttony. One day she decides to fully give in to her gluttony. As she begins to gain weight she notices she is only gaining it in her belly. She becomes addicted to growing her belly

Chapter 1: Introduction

The worn-out stool protested as I swung my legs over it, clutching the seat edge. A vintage ceiling fan with tattered blades whirred laboriously. Sunlight streamed through the rustic, red-brick lined walls, washing the chrome stools, faded advertisements, and checkered linoleum in lovely shades of orange. An unobtrusive sign by the cash register read: 'Life is short, eat the dessert first.'

Speaking of dessert.

. .' I murmured, eyeing the mouth-watering display—frosted cakes, pie slices, and a gooey mess that appeared to be a chocolate lava cake.

A creamy, flamboyant belly laughed at me, pinned neatly behind the counter. A Baker's delight. Unable to resist its charms, I pointed, ordering the sinful feast—despite the fitting discomfort it would contribute to my jeans.

The bell jingled cheerily as the waitress retreated to fetch my sweet sin. I cast an anxious glance around, drinking in the merriment of this small-town-chic establishment. People shared stories and laughter at big oak tables, oblivious to my blossoming waistline.

I felt a warm sneaking suspicion of judgment from the patrons. The mirror down the aisle revealed my long brown hair unkempt, my cheeks plump and shiny, the fitted shirt stretched tautly over my stubbornly growing midriff.

Rachel's fitted shirt stretched tautly over over her beer belly. Her belly is fat. Rachel's belly is poking out