It was a crisp Saturday morning, sunlight filtered its way between the blackout blinds hanging from the windows of my bedroom, urging me to wake and face the day. My eyes flickered behind their lids, opened, closed again, a hangover steadily thudding behind my eyes. My eyes opened steadily, the slight beam of light focussing perfectly on my face. I felt incredibly bloated, Annoyed, I sat up and stretched, my arms splayed out above my head, and my gut filling my lap.
 
 
I looked down at the ponderous orb that was my belly, a bulbous, sloshing thing where usually was a svelte expanse of flesh. My memory did its best to pierce the alcohol induced haze to find out what had happened last night. One fact was apparent off the bat, I got fucked up last night. My hands went to my belly, compressing it, and another fact made itself clear as the long stretch of a tibia and the sockets of a skull molded my flesh around themselves. THat fact was that whoever I had brought home had not gotten quite the good time they were receiving, which also explained why my breasts were absolutely heaving.
 
 
The pressure on my gut loosened something, a slight gurgle was heard and a belch rose up through my esophagus and past my lips. It smelled like caustic and with a tinge of burned meat, it tasted good. I got up to deal with the annoyance caused by my curtains, with both feet firmly planted on the floor below, I rose, the wood flooring groaning slightly under my weight, I crossed the room slowly, afraid of angering whatever was currently drilling through my head.
 
 
My steps thudded heavily in my second story bedroom as I reached the offending blinds and pulled them closed, bathing my room in a kind of twilight. In this half light I noticed my form in the mirror and the improvements the previous night’s meal had made upon it. My breasts were engorged to the size of basketballs and yet still perky, my arms wrapped themselves around my belly, cradling it like if I was pregnant. My ass stole the show, however, no doubt where most of the previous night’s meal had ended up. I admired myself in the mirror, my perfect form that was continuously becoming more perfect. My nearly eight foot tall body was one that poets wrote songs about, nations went to war over, and all men drooled over, some of the women too.
 
 
I was brought out of my blissful reverie as I looked into the mirror and spotted some movement behind me. The door of my bedroom, nearly fifteen feet tall cracked open, a smirking face and a phone peaked in. A flash went off, lighting the room temporarily, I whipped around. “Jenny, you better delete that right now!” I began to move toward her, picking up speed with each step. Jenny let out a cute “Eep!” and began running down the hall, my best friend and roommate giggling like mad, adrenaline flowing through her veins. The rush prey got when running from an apex predator.
 
 
My feet boomed against the reinforced wooden floors, just looking at my legs and the length of my stride would be enough to tell anyone that my 5’6” tall roommate had no chance of getting away from me. She knew that more than anyone else, she just liked the thrill of the chase. I was gaining on her, my footsteps booming, my breasts bouncing with each powerful step, the contents of my gut disagreeing with such violent churning. Jenny looked over her shoulder, saw my larger than life form bearing down on her, her smile widened and a nervous giggle escaped her lips.
 
 
Jenny turned the corner, nearing the downward stairs, she paused for a moment, thinking about where to go, it was too late for that, I was already upon her. She turned around just in time to catch a massive tit to the face as we fell, my massive form looming over her. There was no fear in her face, just the usual look of lust I was accustomed to, her breathing fast and shallow as she gazed upon me.
 
 
“Delete it, now!” I ordered her, she sighed. “Will you eat me if I don’t?” She asked, her face flushed red as the idea infected her mind. I leaned over her, my belly pressing against her torso, the bones poking out. “If I wasn’t so full right now, you would already be half way down my throat.” Her smile widened, we both knew the threat was hollow. Her arms reached up and began prodding my belly. “Seems like you have plenty of room here, lover boy seems to be just mush and bone. I have to say, Jenny, you must have been very drunk to bring home someone so ugly. Guess he wasn't a good lay judging by this.” Jenny’s hand found the skull and squeezed around it and began pushing it up. My stomach already queasy from the alcohol and the running earlier obliged Jenny, the skull being forced back up by esophagus.
 
 
I reared up, settling my hips and ass onto Jenny’s legs, my hands traced the lump of bone as it was forced back up against my will. My throat produced gagging sounds and wet squelches as peristaltic motion moved against the bone. Finally with a loud belch, I reared forward and ejected the skull from my body, it landed with a wet crack right next to Jenny’s head. “Why the hell would you do that?” I asked, irritation rising up the same way the skull did.
 
 
Jenny was paying no attention to the amazon sitting in her lap, her eyes locked on the skull still dripping with acid and semi digested meat. When Jenny finally spoke, she asked a question. “Can I keep it?”. “No, little perverted freak.” I reached down to the hand that had her phone in it, I peeled away her fingers from the device with ease, her strength no match for mine. I began browsing through her gallery, further irritated by how many pictures were in there that were taken without my knowledge, most of them focussed on my ass and tits, a lot of them were taken when I was bent over. I looked over the phone, channeling my irritation into my gaze. “You are no better than a man.”
 
 
Jenny gave a half hearted shrug. “Can you blame me?” I didn’t answer her, my eyes moving back to the phone, I flipped through the images, and I couldn’t blame her, they were super hot. Especially the ones where my belly was bulging with some prey, I copied the album, sent the pictures to my phone, then deleted them from Jenny’s before throwing the phone down next to her. The images made me all hot and bothered and I am sure Jenny could tell by the way my errant pussy juices soaked her pajama bottoms. Using my knees I scooched forward, making hips move up Jenny’s body, she realized what was happening, opening her mouth and unfurling her tongue. I moaned as my lips made contact with her’s, grinding down on her as I turned Jenny’s face into a sex toy.
 
 
About an hour later, we were both enjoying some breakfast, eggs, bacon, pancakes, all courtesy of Jenny. “God, I don’t think any of my clothes will fit after all this.” By this point my stomach took on its usual flatness, the rest of ‘lover boy’ filling out my chest and rear that much more. Jenny motioned up and down my body with a fork. “Maybe you can get some of your tops to fit, but I don’t think you have anything that will get around that ass of yours.”
 
 
I shrugged and sighed in frustration. “What are you doing today?” I asked Jenny. “Probably gonna do some shopping before school starts next week, I need some supplies, a new laptop, and new clothes.” I shot her a look. “Sorry, Jess, but I am sure they don’t have anything in size man eating amazon.” I piqued up my now empty plate, a paltry meal compared to my usual diet, but eating regular food is more of a social thing for me these days anyway. “I know, I will just talk to my tailor, order some new outfits, see if they can make something that can grow with me.” Jenny bit her lip, winked at me. “Get your mind out of the gutter, horn ball.” I scoffed at her.
 
 
  She seemed unaffected by my reproach. “So what are you going to do today? Lounge around her naked, order some delivery, and eat the delivery guy?” I shook my head. “No, stupid. I don’t know what I am going to do.” Jenny’s face lit up. “You could start that book you always wanted to do, and what better time than right before you start college, you could look back on this in a few years and see how you have grown, both literally and figuratively.” I gave her a suspicious glance. “More like you just want to look back on it while you touch yourself.” It was Jenny’s turn to be disappointed. “God, you think I am constantly horny for you, news flash I don’t think about you all the time.”
 
 
“Just mostly.”
 
 
“Yeah, just mostly. But really though, I think it would be good for you. You think about it, I am going to get ready and go get my errands done.” With that, Jenny cleaned up the plates, I retired to the living room of the lakeside mansion that we inhabited, looking out across the lake at Landsword University, a prestigious private university, a sense of dread filled me as the freedom I had enjoyed so much over the summer. All the parties, all the new experiences, all the people I got to meet and eat. All that would either stop or happen a lot less in the coming months as school began to swing into full gear. This wasn’t fair, I don’t even know what I want to do in life and I am forced to go to school, whatever. It doesn’t matter if I am getting a free ride and living in my own big fancy house, what’s the point if I can’t enjoy myself to the fullest?
 
 
It was making me mad just thinking about it, I needed a distraction. Starting that book like Jenny suggested might not have been a bad idea. I got up and went upstairs to my room once more, wishing that I already had some spare clothes that fit. I stopped in one of the bathrooms on my way and donned a robe, it barely reached my knees but other than that it was comfortable. I walked through the oversized door and sat on my oversized chair. Unlike my clothes, this house was built with my growth in mind, sometimes making me feel small. I wondered how Jenny felt in this house.
 
 
Jenny already had the website set up for me, knowing full well I wouldn’t do it if I had to work hard to get it started. She really wanted me to do this thing, well here I go. I sat there, trying to figure out how to introduce myself. What sort of persona did I want to present, I know my usual personality rubs people the wrong way, so bubbly bimbo it is. I began typing out my first page.
 
 
So I don’t know how to start a book, but I guess from the beginning, my name is Jessie, and welcome to the first post on my book! Now most of you are probably wondering, "why should I read this bimbo’s book?”. First off, rude, second off; allow me to explain. I am not like any other girls, cliche, I know, but it’s true. Let me give you a bit of a history lesson. It was my senior year of high school, I was nothing like I am now, I was short and chubby, unconfident and anxious. The person I was and the person I transformed into and am now have nothing in common except for the fact that we are/were both rich.
 
 
  My dad is the CEO of Ingluvies Somatics, I am sure you have heard of it. He owns a bunch of other companies, he’s a bit of a genius scientist, always neck deep in his work, which is kind of how I got here. One day, a little after my eighteenth birthday, he brought this new concoction home one day, the prototype for some drink that was supposed to help those struggling to gain weight. It was over tuned greatly however, and my old chubby self saw something that looked like a soda can in the kitchen, I chugged it without a single thought.
 
 
  It wasn’t unpleasant, a hint of sarsaparilla, a touch of vanilla, like a decent rootbeer. The chemicals within started attacking my genes immediately. My hormones went into overdrive, stimulating my appetite, I ate everything in my house, my poor mom came home and screamed when she saw me covered in sauce and food and saw my pudgy belly look swollen with twins. Oh man that was a doozy to explain, when my father was told of it though, he looked more curious than anything, and told me to tell him immediately if anything unusual happened.
 
 
  That first week was the worst, I was constantly hungry, making me snappish with everyone, and regular food just didn’t fill me the way it used to. My stomach was always complaining to me about my choice in food, I didn’t know what to do, didn’t know what my body wanted. Then one day my bullies confronted me, Stephanie and Lindsay and the worst of them, Kaitlin.
 
 
  They surrounded me, pushed and shoved me, called me names like fatty and told me how I was worthless. Kaitlin got riled up, swung a punch at me, this wasn’t the first time they had hit me, but this time was different. I opened my mouth wide and her first went right inside, sticking itself in my throat. My tongue traveled over her forearm and I noticed something, even though it hurt so bad, Kaitlin was delicious.
 
 
  My stomach roared, I had finally found what it had been craving, a big piece of living meat. I swallow again, my throat filling with her arm, and then her shoulder. By this point she was screaming , I ended then when I forced her head into my esophagus, then the rest of her followed, her thrashing knocking me off balance. It wasn’t enough to stop me and it barely put a dent in my appetite. By this point my body was on a whole new metabolism, a whole new appetite that was unlike anything that I had ever heard. Kaitlin’s two friends (I must admit I had forgotten their names), were frozen in fear. I grabbed one by the hair and she quickly went the way of Kaitlin.
 
 
  The other finally brought herself to her senses and began running, with my stomach stuffed with two girls, there was no way I could catch her, and she was on her way to call the police, get help from an older adult, something like that. I don’t know and I never will because right when this girl was about to disappear from sight, my best friend Jenny knocked her down and dragged her over to me. She said nothing as she sacrificed the final girl to my appetite, just watching as the biggest bullies in school were being churned into a meaty soup just inches beneath my skin.
 
 
  I think she fell in love right there. As she watched me swallow a third person whole and saw how they struggled fruitlessly for their life in my gut. The biggest problem was moving after but luckily my father soon came by and picked me up. I tried to explain to him what happened but he seemed disinterested, instead gathering data from me, how fast my food was digested, my level of comfort, how I felt about this emotionally speaking.
 
 
All just gathering data points like the scientist he is and then leaving me once all relevant data was collected. Not that I cared, I was too enraptured with my bloated, bulging belly stuffed to capacity with three fellow students. My best friend Jenny appeared even more so. I remember laying in my bed, pinned underneath my belly unable to move as the swollen organ worked upon the meat within itself. They begged, they screamed, they cried, they blamed each other and me, and while I knew I should have felt something for them, it seemed the chemical I ingested simply removed any empathy for my prey.
 
 
  At that time my body was new to this, and while it was extremely pleasurable, there was also some pain as organs and muscles and skin stretched to lengths they had never before reached. My metabolism isn’t wasn’t what it is now and the girls were trapped within me for days as they marinated in my acid bath, slowly getting weaker and weaker, the acids rose until my stomach was completely filled and they drowned before they had spent forty eight hours within me. Over the next week, their bodies were slowly broken down inside me, and day by day, hour by hour, there were less of them and more of me.
 
 
  My body reconstituted itself from the chubby girl I had been into a woman that could make Aphrodite jealous. Once the girls had been…’processed’, what was left over was stunning, my breasts grew to a D cup, my hips and ass expanded incredibly and I grew two inches taller, 5’6” self was shocked. My father was interested in the results as well, gathering data as I underwent these changes. Although, the way he went about it with little surprise makes me think that what happened to me wasn’t really an accident.
 
 
  I sat back, re-reading what I had typed down, the cursor blinking slowly. I was wondering if outing myself as a man eating predator was the smart thing to do. It most assuredly wasn’t but it would make a nice journal if nothing else. The doorbell rang down the stairs, I got up, the floor creaking under my weight as I made my way down to the front door. Jenny had already answered the door, pulling large cases of clothes inside, damn my tailor worked fast.
 
 
  “Finally something that will fit that fat ass of yours.” I chuckled at what Jenny had said. “Don’t sound so disappointed now..” I went through the crates, pulling sweatpants and jeans and dresses and all sorts of tops out of the boxes, a whole new custom wardrobe within hours, it’s amazing what enough money can do. I dropped my robe and began giving Jenny a private fashion show, showing off my brand new clothes as she fought to keep the drool in her mouth.
 
 
  The next couple days flew by quickly and soon the first day of school at Landsword University had arrived for the both of us. I had gotten up early to get ready, going for a run at the crack of dawn along the lakeshore before heading back home to find Jenny making us both breakfast, omelets, mine being much larger than her’s. From there I showered and got dressed, wearing a silver dress that stopped mid thigh, with slits on both sides for mobility. It was incredibly flattering to say the least and could already feel the stares I was gonna get all day.
 
 
  Soon, we left the house, Jenny driving us around the lake in my SUV. At my size it ain’t easy to comfortably sit behind the wheel. We parked and got out, waving bye to each other as we went to our separate classes. Just as I predicted, the states were incessant, the guys all looking up at me, nearly drooling, taking peaks at my ass when they thought I wasn’t looking, it’s okay, I really enjoyed the attention.
 
 
  As I walked through the halls, attended my classes, and began learning the ins and outs of the campus, I wondered how many of my fellow students would take a journey through my guts. With all the hunky guys and cute girls, it would likely be more than a few. I chuckled to myself, imagining some student, struggling their entire life, working their ass off to get scholarships to afford this school, finally getting in after years of work, just to be swallowed alive and whole. Experiencing one of the most painful deaths imaginable just to feed me and make my ass and titties that much fatter. My stomach let out a growl, it seemingly found this scenario to be quite agreeable, that, and it hadn’t been properly fed in days.
 
 
I finished my last class of the day, having already been assigned a group project with a girl named Katy, she seemed a bit bitchy but I could deal. I still had to wait for Jenny to finish her classes in a couple hours, luckily I came prepared with some workout clothes and I hit the campus gym. The staring I received there was two fold of what I got on campus. Lustful looks running over my curves, it’s all fair though because I shot my own hungry looks back. I had been doing squats when I picked out my meal, a short girl with a massive booty that I knew would have been amazing going down my throat, that is until I reached the lowest point of my squat and this douchebag had the audacity to slap my ass.
 
 
I looked at him with anger in my eyes, he wore a dumb smile on his face, he was short, had a little bit of muscle, and he looked dumb. “Damn baby, that must be jelly because jam don't shake like that.” I cocked my head to the side, ready to lay into him, but then an idea popped into my head, I gave him a smile. “If you want a piece of this ass, big boy, meet me at the liberal arts building bathrooms in 15 minutes.” He looked absolutely shocked at my response, and I would have been too in his situation. I finished up and left the gym, heading to the rendezvous point.
 
 
I got to the restrooms and waited outside for lover boy. It wasn’t long before he appeared a shit eating grin on his face and a boner pitching a tent in his shorts. I opened the door to the lady’s room and beckoned him inside, I followed him in, locking the door behind me. “So…” He said. “How do we do this, I am actually a virgin.” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah I could tell by the way you couldn’t talk to me and just slapped my ass. Strip. Now.” I put some authority in my voice and he did as was told. I followed suit, stripping out of my workout clothes and soon we both stood naked. I looked down at him, I estimated that I had at least two and a half feet on him, “What are you waiting for?”
 
 
He didn’t lack enthusiasm judging by his raging, albeit short, erection and the way he couldn’t take his eyes off my tits, but he looked confused. “Ummm, could you bend down or something?” I sighed. “You wanted to fuck a goddess and here I am, why should I bend down for you, no, if you want this pussy you have to climb.” He looked up at me, irritation flashed across his dumb face but he approached, wrapping his arms around my thighs and began to shimmy up my legs like a bear climbing a tree. There was one problem for him, my big fat ass, his arms could not get a grip around it and he couldn’t pull himself up. He fell. Strike one. He tried again, this time even more difficult as my legs had a thin layer of sweat. He fell again. Strike two.
 
 
“Stop playing!” He commanded me. “Just bend down so I can fuck you, you big bitch!” Normally I would be into that sort of dirty talk, but firstly I didn’t like this guy, and two, shrimp dick was actually mad, that was strike three. “I am not bending down but I can help you” I picked him up by his armpits, he wiggled and struggled, scared at how strong I was. I lifted him past my pussy, past my breasts and shoved his head into my mouth. He wriggled a little bit more but my jaws had him and he was not going anywhere.
 
 
One swallow, two swallows, and three swallows later the only thing hanging out of my lips were his feet. His screaming face was imprinted in the flesh of my throat, I swallowed again and my belly swelled to a huge size as his body filled it. I belched loudly as he settled in, he screamed at first then began sobbing. “Ah you are a cryer? Makes sense you looked like one. Don’t worry though, once my stomach melts you down ,you are gonna fatten this ass you love so much shrimp dick.”
 
 
I got dressed as the pathetic excuse for a human being in my stomach struggled, my top only covered my breasts now and I did my best to sneak out and wait in the car for Jenny to get there. I took a nap in the car and one hour later, Jenny got there and woke me up. “You can’t even go one day without eating someone whole, huh fatass?” I opened my eyes. “He slapped my ass, so he sealed his fate, let's go home. I want to sleep.”
 
 
End of chapter 1