Jess watched Mary drive away to find food. Delectable food. Filling food. Jess grunted and pressed a hand to her large belly and felt the gnawing sense of hunger. Being a pig wasn't great when there wasn't anything to eat. To take her mind off food Jess flopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. Naturally, it was on the Food channel. "Great," Jess said and sighed. The sight of food made her mouth water and prodded her transformation a bit further. As she grew slightly fatter, her desire for food became overpowering. Jess sat forward on the couch, transfixed by the chefs preparing dish after dish. A great rumble sounded from her stomach and before she knew it, Jess had pulled out her phone. She grunted into it, asking for the nearest take out places. She found two. Chinese and pizza. Both would do and both were ordered.
Lamenting the lack of food and the twenty minute wait, Jess went back on the couch, idly playing with her strange new body. Hands went over her belly and a couple of new pairs of breasts forming under her first pair. Her cheeks were fuller and her nose was distinctly upturned. Jess was glued to the TV, hoping for her take out to finally get here.
The ringing of the doorbell brought Jess out of her trance. She jumped up and answered the door, her face gave the delivery boy a shock. Jess didn't care, the smell of Chinese food wafted in and her new nose picked it up. She shoved a fifty dollar bill into the boy's hand. "Keep the change!" Jess grabbed the food and shut the door. Her pudgy frame waddled back to the couch, food in tow. Plopping down again on the couch with take-out boxes in front of her, she dove in. Boxes were opened and food wolfed down. The food was delicious and filled an empty void inside of Jess. The warmth and weight of the food felt rapturous. The last box of chow mien was emptied and licked clean, Jess felt content and full. She laid her hands on her stomach and nearly squealed. She'd grown much fatter and stockier. Still mostly human, she was now a short fat pig-like woman. Her nose was fully upturned and elongated, ears flat and large. Folds of fat cascaded down around her and her hands had become stubbier with her nails starting to become hooves.
This wasn't quite expected. All she wanted was food. But, now she was full and the feeling of contentment won out over frantic panic. So what if she was a pig. This felt too wonderful. She'd always been slim with a high metabolism. Anything she ate was gone quickly and she stayed rail thin. Now she was obese with fat everywhere and she had to admit she loved the feeling of it. Her clothes were starting to strain against this new weight, but held firm.
It wasn't long before the doorbell rang again. Despite having just finished off enough Chinese food for four people, Jess couldn't help but want more. With a good amount of effort she got up off the couch and waddled precariously to the front door and opened it.