Bella Swan was dreaming and sleeping peacefully in her bed. In her dreams, what was she dreaming about? As a matter of fact, it was about food.
Currently, she was dreaming fatty dreams of ice cream sundays and French fries. Fries, crispy and crunchy with just the right amount of salt were sailing around Bella's head. She reached out for those fries but they always remained outside of her grasp.
Soon, the fries just flew away from here and Bella was left all alone . . . and damn hungry.
Bella actually woke before her alarm went off from the hunger in her belly. Blearily, her eyes scanned around almost as if looking for the phantom french fries and ice-cream from her dreams. The pale girl rubbed her eyes and hit the button the alarm before it could go off. A growl from her pale stomach caused Bella to shake the last bit of sleep out of her eyes.
Groggily, she stood up in bed and looked down. She was still pretty tired, so that's why she didn't pay too much mind to the muffin top that wasn't there when she'd first come from Arizona. From over the waistband of her PJ's was a little layer of white flesh poking out like the start of a spare tire. Her belly button formed a cute little dimple in the centre of it. Absentmindedly, she reached down to pull her shirt over the muffin top but it just wouldn't go down. She'd need to buy a new shirt later.
Getting up to go to the bathroom and fix herself up, Bella failed to notice her butt was just a little bigger. It was a little rounder, softer and more jiggly than it was not that long ago. Bella had never been a sporty person, and the dim weather of folks had made her only lazier in life. The rest of her was still skinny, but it wouldn't be for much longer.
Heading downstairs, Bella saw that her dad had already left for work. Turning around, she saw a note on the fridge. She read it aloud. "Bella, your veggies and fruits were mouldy so I threw them out. Sorry, signed Charlie." she signed, "Dammit, Charlie," She was so looking forward to a smoothy today.
Rather than groan and with an eye on the clock, Bella opened the fridge to find a box of donuts, a pack of bacon, a couple of twinkies and an old loaf of bread. Bella signed at the limited menu.
She wasn't in the mood to cook, she did it for Charlie all week. Maybe today, she'd just have a donut or two.
Opening the box, she took the sugar covered treat and took a nibble of it. Bella's tastebuds lit up, it was the first time she'd eaten a donut in years and it was a nice change. A bit here, a bite there and then it was gone. So she took another donut which felt the same fate, then another, then another and another. Before long, the whole box was gone,
There was a rumble in Bella's stomach and suddenly she didn't feel so good. Her midsection felt rather painful, if anything the muffin top was pushing out a little farther. The white skin looked tight as a drum and was rounder and more spherical than before.
Bella groaned, she was so stuffed, but she still wanted more. Crazy huh?
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