After Ashley again took over the team Trixie slowly started become a closet eater. Whenever she knew her aunt wasn’t watching she used her Social Security funds increasing to underwrite eating whatever she felt like. She was confident that she exercised enough that she really wasn’t likely to gain much – certainly not compared to the rest of the team she was using as her standard.
“If I have a little padding and bigger boobs I can have a cool boyfriend too,” was her reasoning.
She quickly established a routine based on her aunts obsessive checking up on her. If her aunt called her on her cell and told her that she was getting home late she knew she was safe. She could bake fresh cookies in the afternoon, then devour them with cold milk before preparing supper. She just had to be sure to air out the house and dispose of the trash. If not cookies, then some bakery treat, like some donuts, fritters or éclairs. The game was to make sure her aunt wasn’t aware of what she was having, thereby avoiding the criticism.
Meanwhile at school she gradually was changing over to eating like her peers and snacking as well – a little here and there to begin with, a daily candy bar, which became two. Slowly a slight muffin to began to bulge out into an obvious tire of soft flesh over her tight pants. She resorted to wearing her shirt tails out and discreetly unfastening the top snap when seated.. For cheerleading she took over Amber’s old outfit and it was very loose, but as her breasts stepped up a cup size and her ribs began to disappear under a soft layer of flesh she knew she’d added some weight.
Trixie was convinced she was looking hotter by the day. In class she would at times fondle her soft muffin top, thinking about what she’d be eating later in the day. At home she would . She would stripped and stand in front of the mirror amazed at what she was seeing. Her body was so round yet not really fat, but far bigger than it once had been.
When the after xmas sales came she pulled $400 out of her SWS savings accunt and bought a whole new wardrobe on a loose size ten. That exercise confirmed to her Aunt what she been suspecting – Trixie had outgrown her clothes.
“So what is all this,” she demanded of her neice.
“A new wardrobe – and yes it’s a size or two larger Auntie, have these things called breasts and a butt now and my clothes don’t fit,” Trixie announced,
“Your belly has been growing as well by the looks of things. What have you been eating, child>?”
“I’d rather you not call me child, bit obviously I’m eating enough not to be a skeleton. I have a boy friend now as well, as you my have noticed.,” she said to preept one of her aunts favorite predictions about guys not liking thick chicks.
Her aunt stood stupefied, the turned and left the room after saying “No, you’re not a child anymore and can do what you want. But you’ll learn in time.”
Trixie knew what she meant- guys would use a bigger girl until something better crossed their path. But she wondered how her Aunt could be so sure of that – she’d always been thin and was cast aside anyway.
Although her Aunt hadn’t asked for details Trixie hadn’t lied having a boyfriend. Amber’s boyfriend Randy had a friend, Don Mathieson, who he’d arranged to take her to the fall dance. Since then they’d had a few double dates and ate lunch at school with some regularity. They weren’t committed to going steady, but had become friends. He was intelligent enough to be a companion and a good conversationalist in a mixed group. It was more social activity than she’d had all year up to that point, and it was obvious from the way he bought her food that her weight wasn’t an issue.
The big problem was quite the reverse. Trixie thought of him as being as skinny as a rail. She began to think of ways to fatten him up. Don enjoyed her efforts, which basically consisted of cooking after school goodies to share with him, and encouraged them, although thus far they hadn’t shown much effect. But it became a shared interest and that’s what he wanted.
All of this activity wasn’t lost on Linda, the new addition to the squad. She saw Trixie as the main roadblock to her own ambitions for being captain of the squad the net year and wanted Trixie out of the way. She tried some rather lame anonymous tricks on Trixie, such as bogus forwarded emails describing phony faculty member scandals with Trixies name attached. The trail of the emails was designed to throw suspicion onto Kimberly, but no one believed they had originated with the ex-captain. She had no motive. was trying to get back in good graces and would if anyone hold a grudge against Ashley rather than Trixie. The question was who was doing it, and why.
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