You look at the Brooke sitting in front of you on a bench with her friends. Talking about shallow things of the life and topics. You remember that Brooke heavily disliked fat people for what they were. Greedy pigs without self control for junk food, in her words. You decide to write down on the notebook that 'Brooke weights 250 lbs and eats at least big greasy meals thrice a day'. Then you walk opposite to where she sits and watch as she and besties talk.
You notice how Brooke doesn't seem to notice how her body is beginning to expand. Same with her friends. First her belly starts to push itself outwards under the t-shirt. Revealing her under belly and raising the shirt even higher. Then as you keep watching you notice that Brooke's both thighs makes the fabric of the jeans pop. You could say that Brooke at this point had the biggest meal she ever had eaten her whole life, but that's not all. She begins to salivate and pant as she keeps talking with her girl friends. Constantly eyeing the nearest vending machine as if it had something. You hear that she excuses herself for a moment.
As she raises Brooke starts to wobble left and right. Her friends look at her confused as she struggles to walk straight. Her bottom has started to show signs of rouding and shows Brooke's feminine curves and big ass as she slowly gets near the vending machine. As she is ordering you hear that her friends says goodbyes to her and leave her alone in front of the machine.
You decide that this is the best moment to approach her to see closer how she reacts once she hits the last digits of the transformation.
"Hey Brooke!" You yell as you jog near her.
"Huh? Oh, umm, hey...?" Brooke responds and takes the fourth soda bottle to her lap.
"I wanted to ask you if you want to talk or ... ?" You ask as you notice Brooke's shirt raising to the point that you can see her flappy belly and the belly button.
"I mean sure, go ahead, what you wanted to talk about?" Brooke says and as she is finishing her sentences lets out a small burp.
You offer your backpack to her as she finds it difficult to keep 6 bottles of soda in her hands. Thanking you, she continues getting at least half of the vencing machines items before opening the last bottle and chugging it in one gulp. You also noticed that as she does this. Her jeans has changed to two or three sizes bigger ones with the shirt and the shoes. Her underbelly is once again sealed under a bigger shirt, but you can see that a cosmic force is fighting over it.
As Brooke sits down the nearest bench she could find you hear a massive ripping noise and red faced Brooke trying to act like if she didn't just hear that. You could classify Brooke as pudgy or chubby person. Not that overweight but getting into that slight border. As Brooke tries to ask you something you can hear her voice getting more airy as she starts to find it difficult to speak lenghty sentences. The neck begins to form a double chin and she chugs two more sodas before reopening her mouth.
"Sh-oo you wanted to come help a maiden in distressh or what's your end goal here?" Brooke asks as she cracks open a candy bar and shoves it in her mouth.
"Ok. Let me be direct with you. I find you attractive." You state sternly to her.
"Huh!? You find ME attarctive?" Brooke laughs. "We've never spoken and you wanted to say that to me? Out of all people."
"Well, I mean doesn't every relationship start somewhere?" You respond back to her.
At this point Brooke's body is getting big, like really BIG. Her t-shirt has transformed into a sweater to block every inch of skin she could display and her thighs under the jeans must be almost big as your head.
"True. But just you know, I don't date people who I just randomly met at school." Brooke continues as her double chin gains another chin finally making her body weight into a 250 lbs with pear shape body.
You think that even if Brooke is 'bigger' her attitude has stayed the same. You think that you could make her fatter or just make your relationship right there with the book. You think about it and ...