Weeks later, Toni, a tall black girl, was puffing up the stairs with yet another tray. The pear-shaped maid was already breathing hard, her quaking buttocks and rubbing thunder thighs making the stairs a chore.
"Would take the elevator, but I need the exercise..." she muttered, feeling her soft body quake with every waddling step. Like all the maids, she was up a full dress size since Jeremy began his plan - and this uniform was already tight.
"At least she's getting fat faster, but I gotta learn to turn down that man's cooking..."
She paused at Olivia's door, wiped her brow, and entered with the tray.
"Took you long enough, fatass. Get that over here, I'm starving" The girl sprawled on the bed was no longer rail-thin. Oliva had gained at least 30 pounds and was now a plump hourglass, with wide hips, big breasts, a round booty and a soft little belly that was just beginning to bulge out.
Once Olivia would have peppered Toni for minutes with insults, but after the first she just stared at the covered tray, licking her lips. When the maid put it before her she flung aside the cover and began gorging, cheeks bulging as she stuffed in bite after bit.
Toni smiled as she waddled out with the old tray, nearly licked clean. Olivia barely left her room these days; the spolied rich girl did little but stuff herself, nap, and watch TV. The plan was work just... the black girl sighed as her own considerable paunch rumbled. she could do without the side effects.
Telling herself she shouldn't, Toni headed for the kitchen. Her fellow maid Matilda was slumped at the table, ruefully rubbing the round belly straining her uniform. She was a short Chinese girl, storing most of her new girth in her massive rank and potbelly.
"Robert made a new batch of pies..." Matilda sighed at Toni, who hesitated for a second before sitting down and serving herself a slice.
Standing in the pantry door, Robert smiled at the two eating beauties. He wasn't even doing anything to them - no drugs, no messages. Just being around Olivia was apparently enough to encourage the already-plump women to really let go.
Just wait until Oliva is the fattest one - they'll really cut loose then, he mused
Upstairs, Olivia sighed in satisfaction, having torn through three hamburgers with fries. Ptting her belly in satisfaction, she frowned as her hand encountered softness.
"Am I..." She frowned. Olivia had been delighted by her new chest and rear, chalking it up to late puberty, but now she could definitely 'pinch an inch' on her waistline.
She shook her head, feeling too full and sleepy to do anything about it right then.
"Definitely have to get to the gym tomorrow," she promised herself, twitching on the TV. She had forgotten about having said the same thing pretty much every day for a week now as little signs of her girth became apparent, and were then forgotten.
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