Gina Cubed

Gina put on her pajamas lazily. She had had a long day at tennis practice, and wanted nothing more then to get a good night's sleep. She hopped into bed and pulled the comforter over herself. Gina closed her eyes and started to drift off as she thought about what she would do the next day.
Gina awoke from a very nice sleep and reached over to check the time. Surely, she would be late for school. With her face in her pillow, she reached over to grab the clock. But it wasn't there. Neither was her dresser. She jumped up in confusion and looked around. It wasn't there. In fact, nothing was there. She wasn't in her room!

She looked around. She was in a small white room, which was barely furnished, having only a bed, a toilet, a small table in the center and a computer. She got up and looked for a door. There were six doors, one on each wall, one on the floor, and one on the ceiling, which was accessible by the collapsible ladder which hung down from beside the opening. The doors were small, square-shaped, and metallic. Each one stood an equal distance from the floor and the ceiling, about six feet. The door itself was about four feet tall and wide. Each door had a handle much like a large safe, it was centered and had to be spun multiple times to open the door.

Gina was a very calm and logical person, so she skipped screaming and freaking out and began to find a way out. She checked all the doors, but none of them budged. She was confused, so she sat down on the bed to think about it. Only then did she realize that somehow she had been undressed and put into only a gray tank top and gray briefs, which looked VERY sexy.

Gina was in excellent shape, being a varsity tennis player. She stood at a short 5'0. She had large boobs, a flat stomach, but her ass was on the small side. Hot stuff, regardless.

She looked around again as she thought. She noticed the computer, just sitting in the corner turned on. The internet! She could use it to contact someone to get her out of here! She excitedly ran over to the computer and sat down. Upon sitting down, she realized something was on the screen. Perhaps a message from her captor? It read:

"Hello, and welcome to the cube. All you must do is simple; go through five rooms of the cube a day. I assure you there is no escaping, so don't bother trying.
P.s. failure to comply will result in your death, I kid you not.

Bon appetit."

Now, was the time to panic. What did it mean? How was she supposed to get into another room? What did it mean by "bon appetit"?
She had a seat at the table and put her head on her palms. In front of her was a silver dining platter, with its large half-egg shaped cover on. She hadn't noticed it before. She lifted it. Inside was a large slice of chocolate cake with heavy frosting, a glass of milk, a plate, and a fork.

Now that she thought about it, she was pretty hungry. She pulled it closer to take a bite, then realized it might not be safe. She was still very hungry. She looked around the room, then nervously took a small bite. Nothing happened. She didn't die, and she didn't keel over with foam spouting out of her mouth. Gina never worried about eating junk food because first of all, it wasn't very often that she ate it in her Asian household, and second, she had excellent metabolism. She took a sip of the milk, which she noticed was whole milk, fattening but yummy.

She ate three quarters of the cake, then leaned back and rested her hands on her nonexistent tummy, although all the cake had left a slight bulge. She decided to indulge and finish off the rest of the cake. She thoughtfully took her last bite and the last sip of the milk. It was delicious. As soon as she wiped off her mouth with a napkin and then again rested her hand on her stomach, she heard a poof sound, then saw that all of the door handles began to spin freely, although very slowly. Unlocked! she immediately thought.

She got up a little a little too quickly and stumbled a step. She decided to venture outward in a straight line; hopefully she would reach an exit soon. She spun the door handle, which reminded her of a steering wheel on a pirate ship, except metallic. The door made a low hissing sound as it opened. She climbed the ladder aside the door and crawled through the four foot long tunnel to the next door. It opened the same way as the one she had just been in.

She climbed down into the next room and saw that it looked exactly the same as the previous room, except that the walls were orange instead of white, and there was no computer. As soon as her feet hit the floor, the door above her head closed with the same hiss that it had opened with.

For some reason, she felt hungry again and after running her hands down her slightly swollen middle she sat down to eat again. She again lifted the silver cover, but this time to find a whole meal, which consisted of a quite a few slices of freshly cooked turkey, mashed potatoes with a generous amount of gravy, and a beer mug, which she found out was filled only with apple cider.

She dug in and enjoyed the delicious food and ate about half of all of it. She was filling up, but only had to slow down a bit. Turkey was one of her favorite foods, so she finished that first. She still had a mound of potatoes left and some cider as well. She laboriously ate the potatoes as she steadily felt more and more stuffed. She wasn't really hungry anymore but she felt like cleaning her plate. Eventually she stuffed herself silly and felt a bit drowsy. She was stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey, so she decided to take a short nap. as she pulled the blanket over herself, she saw how full she was. It was nothing big, but she thought it was kind of cute how her tummy bulged out.

She slept for about an hour, on her back, naturally. She stretched, sat up, and looked ponderously at her tummy some more. She was gonna have to go easy on the eating for now. Upon getting up, she noticed a small duffel bag under the bed. in it were exactly what she was already wearing, just more tanks and undies. Her current bottoms were a bit tight around the tummy, so she checked the bag for any larger sizes. There was. In fact, the sizes went all the way up to 10, which was huge compared to the size 0 Gina usually wore. She grabbed a size 2 pair and quickly changed, for she felt like someone might be watching her. They weren't as loose as she remembered size 2's being. Upon sitting back down, a terrible thought rushed to Gina's head.

The message on the computer said five rooms a day. she had already figured out that to get to another food she had to eat all the food in the current room. That's what "bon appetit" had meant. But...how was a small girl like Gina supposed to eat that much food? It was insane. She felt a little less full then when she last ate, but not enough to go through three more rooms. She sat down on the bed and sobbed into her hand a bit. It occurred to her she might not be able to fulfill the task. Would she be killed? If so, how? thinking about this frightened Gina, a lot. She decided not to give up. She decided that if she were to die in this place, she would have at least tried her best and have her belly stuffed with a good meal. Besides, stuffing herself silly is what all girls dream of doing. Gina stood up, stretched, and placed her hands over where her swollen gut would be. She looked forward, and smiled.

The doors of the current room had already opened, so Gina grabbed the bag of clothing and head into the next room. The room was the same as usual, but with light purple walls. Gina steadily walked up to the table and lifted the lid. She closed her eyes as she did, hoping it would be a small meal. Luckily, it was. It was only a cup of boba, a sort of Asian tea with balls at the bottom the size or marbles that tasted like gummy bears. Although it was the size of a large cup, Gina had tackled more in her day. Gina drank the entire cup surprisingly quickly considering her size and considering the size of the cup. She always enjoyed the gummy balls at the bottom, for they were tasty. Gina finished off the boba while standing, sticking her gut out proudly as she sucked it down the rest of the large drink. She skillfully set it down on the table and walked to door, waiting for it to open. Surely, it did with the familiar hissing sound.

As she crawled on her hands and knees into other next room, she felt like her belly was dragging on the floor. Of course, it wasn't. She noticed this room was white, like the one she had first been in. She sat down at the table and excitedly open the lid to see what meal awaited her. She was relieved, for it was only a salad. It was iceberg lettuce with her favorite dressing, ranch. It was also topped off with her favorite fixins, lots of parmesan cheese and bacon bits. The dressing was very thick and rich, and probably quite fattening. Considering the capacity of her small stomach she consumed the salad without much effort, although she was getting quite full. She washed down the salad with a delicious Pepsi, which her kind captor had left her. She sat back and drummed on her belly as she wondered who was supplying the food, and how it was always fresh when she got there. She decided to think about it later, because now it was time to focus. one room to go, then she could think and sleep all she wanted, for a night.

Determined, she went into the next room (which was red. she wondered if the colors had any significance) and sat on the bed. She lay down flat and stretched her arms and legs. She stood up and bent forward and backward a bit, her stuffed tummy was prohibiting her movement. She ran her finger along the inside of the elastic waistband. Still room to grow, she thought, as she looked at the food platter. She was hoping it was a small meal again, but she knew she could go all out because it was the last meal for the day. She cracked her knuckles and opened the container.

She frowned slightly. In front of her were two large, juicy, cheeseburgers. Surrounded with golden steak fries. She was full, but she couldn't resist the smell and appearance of this feast. This meal was also accompanied with a Pepsi. As she had learned from the previous rooms, finishing her drink was not obligatory to pass on to the next room. The fact that the only condiment she liked, ketchup, was the only one provided, made her think that she had perhaps been specially chosen for this.

First she would finish off a burger. Not too hard, she thought. It wasn't as easy as she expected. She eventually did, though. After the last bite of the first burger, she decided to break for a few minutes. She wasn't use to her belly being so full. Every few minutes she would start eating a few fries again. With some extra effort, she finished them off. she decided to eat the burger in the comfort of the bed. She lay down on her stomach, temporarily forgetting all the food that was in it. She turned on her back with a couple pillows under her head. She held the burger with both hands and rested it on her belly. She took one bite, and she struggled to get it down.

She was completely stuffed. The burger was big, and it weighed at least a half pound. She took another bite and set it down on the tray, which she had also brought to bed. She took a sip of Pepsi to help wash it down. She lay down for 15 minutes, hoping that for some reason she would get hungrier. She stood up, and said quietly, "I'm gonna do it."

She snagged the burger and took large bites. After each she drank a sip of cola. She finally finished it off with a lot of effort, but for the last bite she sat up on the bed, tipped her head back and chewed it slowly. She had never been so full in her lifetime, and she felt like she had made an accomplishment. Her gut was enormous, compared to its normal size. It sat triumphantly on top of her panty line and had even made her tank top ride up.

Naturally, she got up to go to the next room. Then, she realized she didn't have to. Excellent, she thought, time for some rest. She laid back down and prepared for day two. Under her blankets she put her hands on her stomach. It was very firm and taut. She drummed on it a bit and went to sleep.

Gina slept for about 12 hours, a nice long sleep. She woke up and stretched, noticing her belly looked almost normal, although yesterday's gorge left a slight bump. Like a professional, she grabbed her bag and walked into the next room, preparing for another feast.

She wasn't starving, but she wasn't full either. Gina took a seat at the table and lifted the lid. And today's first meal was....breakfast. She was presented with a stack of delicious looking pancakes, sausages, potatoes, fresh fruit, toast, and the meal was accompanied with whole milk, again. Gina started off by dousing the pancakes with syrup and butter, and ate then by two's. She ate the sausages and potatoes as well, which were excellent, just like all the food. The fruit was fresh, and sweet, just perfect. She ate the delicious food and ended the meal by lathering her toast with jam and eating it like a sandwich. She figured she should pace herself today, so she decided she was going to sit down for a bit.

Under the clothing her bag contained, she found a few books and magazines she hadn't noticed before. After flipping through a few magazines and thinking for a while, she went into the next room. It had been a couple hours since breakfast, so she walked directly to the table and checked what she'd be eating now. A plate of homemade-looking chocolate chip cookies and milk. There wasn't much food here, so Gina just ate it quickly. she liked her cookies dry, so she ended up chugging her glass of milk.

After another break, she went into the next room and had two grilled cheese sandwiches. They weren't too hefty, but they were greasy. She wolfed them down, all the while letting her full stomach hang out. A 15-minute rest later, she was in the bed of the next room with two Snickers bars. She knew everything was fattening, but she was in heaven. Gina ate them both in tandem, filling her mouth and looking like a chipmunk. She finished them off, but didn't get up. She was almost full, and had one more room to go. Won't be too tough, she thought. She got up and went.

As she suspected, the last room contained another large meal. This time she got a bowl of orange chicken, a bowl of chow mien, a bowl of teriyaki chicken, and a very large bowl of steamed, white rice. She patted her belly, sat down, and said, "Here we go." The meal also came with chopsticks, a tool Gina was the master of. She ate all of the food evenly, then finished off the chow mien and orange chicken. She was stuffed, and under normal conditions she would have stopped here. With considerable effort, she finished off the teriyaki chicken and did some damage to the rice. However, much of the rice was still there. The steamed rice was clumpy, perfectly white, and tasteless. Strangely enough, this is just how Gina liked it.

Once again, Gina went to bed to finish her food. She lay down her bowl of rice and the tray it had come with. She put the tray on the apex of her tummy, and to her surprise, it lay parallel to the floor, and didn't touch any other part of her body. She liked eating, but now she was just plain FULL. She labored through the rice until she was FINALLY finished, holding her swollen gut with both hands as she massaged it. She was extremely full, even fuller then yesterday. She lay down and groaned a bit as she ran her hands up and down her midsection.

Once again, her belly had burst through the line where on any other day the bottom of her tank top and the top of her panties would meet, leaving her belly exposed. She decided she wanted to read for a bit, so she stood up slowly to get a book. Gina good a long, deep breath, and pushed it out all the way slowly, which made her gut stick out. She didn't bother sucking it in. she bent down and grabbed a book, JURASSIC PARK. This'll do for now, she thought. she lay back down and only needed to use one pillow, because her tummy was full enough so she could rest the book on it and see over her breasts. Gina started reading, and within 20 minutes she was asleep.

Gina woke up late again today, and stretched as she thought about what she might eat today. She sat back down on her bed and noticed that her shirt was still ridden up on her belly. She pulled it down, embarrassed, although no one had seen her.

The day ended up progressing the same as the previous two. She ate, slept and read all day, and ended up going to bed stuffed to the gills. So did the next week. Every day Gina got a little more desperate to get out. That wasn't the only thing, though. For the past 10 days, Gina had been stuffing herself like a Thanksgiving turkey with delicious, fattening food.

Gina knew she had gained weight. She estimated she had gained about 12 or 13 pounds, which was pretty accurate. She no longer fit into size 0 briefs, even when she wasn't stuffed. Size 2 briefs weren't even loose anymore. In a few days, they would be tight on her. Gina felt her body, and felt as though almost all of her weight had gone right to her gut. It was definitely no longer flat and toned, as it once had been. It was now quite round, and Gina looked as if she were constantly stuffed. She even graduated to the next size up in tank tops, but her tummy still poked out, under the shirt and over the panties.

Gina looked in the small mounted mirror above the toilet. Her gain wasn't too noticeable from the front, except that her panty line bowed in the middle and her tummy was visible. The side, however, was a different story. From the side her gut was round and protruding, and was quite visible. She looked in the mirror, sucked it in, and looked almost exactly as she did when she had first gotten there, although her arms and legs were just the tiniest bit bigger. She slowly exhaled and let her stomach out, and she realized that she had developed a small pot belly.

She shook it unapprovingly, watched it jiggle, then sucked it in again. She knew that wasn't going to fool anyone. She let it back out and stared disapprovingly. She accepted the fact that maybe she had grown a little gut, but it was nothing she couldn't work off in a month or so. She walked to bed so she could go to sleep, and noticed that her tummy jiggled the slightest bit with every step she took.

Another week passed the same way, and Gina noticed that the meals were getting bigger. So was she. In the past week, she had gained at least 10 pounds, and it was obvious. During the past week, Gina had again graduated to a new size in clothing. She now wore a size 4, which accommodated her new belly well. She noticed that unlike last time, the weight seemed to have spread more evenly, although she now definitely had a pot belly. Her arms were no longer toned, now they looked rounder and soft. Her thighs were a lot rounder now, and were touching now. She was developing a cute double chin as well. She estimated that her breasts had gone up a cup size as well, though she wasn't sure. Her butt had also taken on some of the new weight. It was much rounder and softer to her touch, and she knew that within a week or so she'd have a nice bubble butt.

Gina sort of enjoyed the new weight. She had gotten a lot curvier, but had also grown a certified GUT. She couldn't even deny it herself. She still wouldn't be called fat, although some would consider her a little chubby. At 5'0 and around 130, she was still quite a sight.

She no longer questioned the cube, but rather enjoyed it now. She could eat all she wanted, and no one would be there to say that she's gained weight. She enjoyed the leisure lifestyle. Every night, she would stuff herself silly, and enjoy it. She wasn't too sure about gaining so much weight, but she figured she didn't really have an option.

It was now the eighteenth day. Gina put on her size 4 underwear and a tank, and nonchalantly walked into the next room. Her belly jiggled as she walked, but she didn't care too much. She absentmindedly stopped sucking it in entirely, and let it hang out all the time. when she sat down at the table, she noticed her spare tire of flab was really obvious, even under her tank top. She opened the lid, and took a whiff of today's breakfast. She opened her eyes and saw 10 assorted donuts. Chocolate, éclairs, a bear claw, KK glazed, and even a ham and cheese croissant. She ate them all, and enjoyed them.

She walked into the next room still with chocolate surrounding her mouth. She lay down for a bit, then had a bowl of macaroni and cheese. It was perfect. All the food was, really. She went into the next room, and a large slice of cheesecake awaited her. She ate it slowly, and savored it. It felt very heavy, and was quite filling. She chugged the chocolate milk that accompanied it. It felt very heavy inside her, so she napped for a bit.

She got up slowly, as she had not fully digested the cheesecake. She slowly progressed into the next room, where the meal was a pepperoni pizza. The pizza was a large, but was incredibly good. It was covered with sausage and lots of pepperoni. About half way, she was stuffed. Even for Gina, she was stuffed. She was going to have to gorge like she did the first few days. She eventually did, but felt uncomfortable. She massaged her belly as she went into the next room. She was already completely stuffed, and had another meal, probably a big one, left to go. She hadn't been in this kind of trouble since the first day, but she felt today was worse.

The last and final was an entire tray of lasagna. It was at least 3 inches thick, two feet wide, and a foot tall. She honestly didn't think she could. To start off, she cut herself a corner and started nibbling on it. She ate about half of it, and was absolutely bursting! She hadn't been as stuffed the entire time in the cube. Her undies were crushed under the fullness, and her top had ridden all the way up to just underneath her breasts. She laid her face down on the table and breathed slowly. She took a small sip of the accompanying soda. She took a few more small nibbles, but could eat no more. She sat back and started crying. She was going to die. She mustered up all the courage she had. She took a couple normal bites, but was reminded of how incredibly full her stomach was. It was filled to capacity. She took one more incredibly slow bite, and passed out.

Gina awoke, not remembering exactly where she was or what had happened. Everything was white. Then, slowly, all the color returned to normal. She looked around, and found herself on the dock, with a humongous boat docked there. Many girls her age were getting off the boat as well. She looked around, wondering where she was. She spotted a small Asian family, looking straight at her. it was her family. Gina noticed the look of disbelief on their faces as Gina ran towards them and shouted, "heyyyyy!"

"Oh, guys, it's great to finally see you again!" Gina said cheerfully, but her mother replied with an amazed, "JESUS! What have they been feeding you at tennis camp!? You look like a cow!" Her mother gave Gina's belly, which was spilling out of her waistline, a jiggle. Her mom had a disbelieving look as she gave Gina a once over look. This wasn't the girl they had last seen. She looked about 30 pounds heavier, and was now quite chubby looking. Her sister, who was a year older said, "daaaaaaaaaaamn girl!" Her sister then proceeded to poke Gina's flabby belly like the Pillsbury doughboy. Her father didn't say anything, he just stared in awe. Gina was confused for a second, then looked at herself. She realized what they were talking about. She was HUGE, compared to when they had last seen her.

She began to cry. "Oh god, I've gotten SO fat!" Gina cried. She grabbed her belly with both hands and shook it angrily. The four of them walked to their car, and it was silent. As soon as they got home, Gina ran to her room and started crying.

She was so confused. Her mother had said she went to tennis camp!? But... what about the cube? Everything was off, but she scarcely believed anyone would believe her. She sobbed to herself as she grabbed some normal clothes to put on. Somehow, she had been put into some track pants, and a tennis playing shirt. She was so caught up in the whole ordeal that she didn't realize that none of her clothes would fit. She was putting on shorts, but couldn't get them above her hips. There was no way she could get them on, let alone get them to button. She tore them off and threw them.

She searched and searched and finally found some sweat pants that would fit, although they were tight. She put on a shirt, but couldn't get it over her belly. Finally, she did, but it only reached down to her belly button, leaving her gut in the open. She sat down on her bed with a pillow, and sobbed into it. She knew if she told anyone about the cube, they would think she was crazy. She stopped crying after a bit, and went downstairs to get some food. She didn't end up going, though, because on the way to the door she saw something that horrified her. It was her calendar, and she realized school was starting in two days!

She sat down on her bed, silently, for a while. Her friends...her teachers...everyone would notice. Everyone would notice how FAT she had gotten. She thought for a while. What would she do? absolutely nothing. There was nothing she could do. She would be embarrassed, but her true friends would stick by her. That cheered her up a bit, and she went downstairs to have a snack. Without having to stuff herself every day, Gina figured she would lose the weight in no time. Gina ate almost all of the cookies, and then her parents came home.

She quickly disposed of the evidence and chugged her milk, as she usually did. Just as she finished the milk, she realized her mom had seen her. Gina quickly sucked in her gut as well as she could, but her mother gave her the glare that made Gina let it spill out again. Her mother sat her down and had a talk with her. She said it was ok, and Gina would just have to eat less. After that and a little bit about tennis camp, which Gina had made up, then they decided to go shopping for some new clothes and school supplies.

Gina mostly got conservative clothing, but she couldn't resist a few midriff items. She also got some jeans, which fit her like a glove and looked quite sexy, and some hoodies, which she assumed she would be wearing often. She spent the next day talking to her friends over AIM. They hadn't seen her lately, and had no idea how she'd look. She didn't bother mentioning it, either.

The day arrived, and Gina was still nervous. She wasn't sure how it would go. she wore a t-shirt, jeans, and sandals. She was doing ok, but as soon as she arrived at school she got incredibly nervous. She was afraid of getting laughed at. Her mom told her everything was going to be okay, and Gina believed her. Gina was really hungry when she got to school, although her mom had made her a full breakfast. Gina waited through first period to eat, and luckily she didn't know anyone in that class, although she received multiple "looks."

The class was finally over and it was time for nutrition, so Gina headed to the snack bar. none of the breakfast foods looked good, so Gina got a chilidog. She wasn't ready to go by the tree where her and all the other Asians hung out, so she sat on a bench behind the snack bar. The dog wasn't very good, compared to the food in the cube anyway. She ate it with record time, but ended up getting chili on her shirt. "Shit!" she cried as she wiped it off.

As soon as she finished, she saw one of her teachers from the previous year walk by. It was her English teacher, and Gina was hoping not to be seen. His eyes bulged a little when he saw her. How embarrassing, Gina thought. As if that wasn't enough, he started walking towards her to talk to her! He said hello and how was she doing and all that stuff, and Gina thought it might be ok. But then, said, "So...you look pretty...healthy."

Gina felt her face turn red. She wanted to cover up her belly, but had nothing to do it with. She quietly said back, "Um...yea thanks. Well, I gotta go.. And walked quickly to the bathroom. As soon as she walked in, she saw the mirror. There she was, at least thirty pounds heavier, with a damn CHILI stain on her shirt. I must look like such a fat SLOB, she thought. She looked at her profile, and cringed as she looked at herself. Suddenly, she heard her two best friends talking to each other as they entered the bathroom. Oh SHIT! Gina said to herself as she quickly ran into a stall. She locked it and put her feet up on the stall. They didn't see her. Then she heard what they said. "...Yea, Tina said she saw Gina and that she gained like...a million pounds!"

"No way! Are you serious?!"

"Yea..."

"How sad…"

"Oh well, let's get to class."

Gina was stunned. Someone had seen her, and now everyone knew. Gina put her face on her hand as she thought. Everyone in the entire school must now that im a fucking COW. The bell had just rung, so Gina hurried so she could use the mass amount of people in the school to hide herself. Her next class was math. Just as she reached the door, the bell rang. She was late, wonderful. She opened the door hoping none of her friends were in there. Luckily, there weren't. However, the class had all the same kids that she had had honors classes with for the past three years. Everyone stared as she walked in. then, the bumble of people talking was audible. She even heard a few snickers. She wanted to sit in the back, where no one would see her. She was halfway there, and ended up tripping on an extension cord. She stumbled wildly, then threw one foot forward to balance herself but her back foot slipped, so she ended up doing half splits and falling down. She sat up and everyone was looking at her.

She looked around, then realized everyone was staring at her gut. Her shirt rode up, and the button on her pants had broken off, leaving her round belly completely exposed. She was incredibly embarrassed. She pulled her shirt down and her pants closed and began to walk back to her seat. Only, as soon as she got up, the entire room exploded with laughter. What was it? She turned around frantically to see what they were laughing at. Then she saw it. The back of her pants had split open, and her ass was hanging out. She did a quick about-face and covered it up. She looked at the teacher, who nodded, and she walked quickly out of the class, holding up her ripped pants with one hand.

Gina ran to the office where she would call her mother. Only, there was a line, so Gina had to use her backpack to cover her ass, and hold her pants up with her hand. She stood there for a long time, and started daydreaming. She was so deep in a daydream that her body had completely relaxed and her belly was poking out of her shirt. Eventually, she had got to call her mother. She did, explained the situation, and then waited for her mom to bring her some new pants. Gina sat in the office, worried that her mom might bring something too small or too tight.

Surely enough, her mother brought her last year's low rise jeans. Her mother tossed them to Gina, and she probably didn't even notice that she had brought her too small pants. She said goodbye and left quickly; she was obviously in a hurry. Gina got them and went into the bathroom where she could change, or try anyways. Gina peeled off her destroyed jeans and looked the one her mother had brought. After a lot of struggling, Gina got them to her hips. She tried pulling them up higher, but they wouldn't budge. Gina had to do a little hop maneuver while pulling, and finally got them up, although the wouldn't possibly button. she grabbed both sides of the pants and tried to pull them together. She sucked in her belly as much as possible, buttoned them incredibly fast, and slowly exhaled. Her belly was back out, and the pants stayed on, except her gut spilled out.

She got back up. She couldn't walk very fast. The pants were incredibly tight, and she looked like she was about to explode out of them. Her ass had grown, and now it barely fit in her jeans. She walked back to class. She sucked in her gut a little and quickly walked in and back to her seat, this time carefully avoiding the extension cord. She took a seat, and noticed these pants made her belly look especially big because they were low rise, meaning low cut, so now there was a larger gap between her shirt and pants.

It was the first day of school, meaning nothing was really being taught. teachers mainly talked about themselves and introduced the students. Nothing new had been said that class period, so Gina dozed off. The bell awoke Gina. She got up, and noticed that sometime during her sleep her pants had unbuttoned because she had stopped sucking it in, she rebuttoned them and headed for lunch. Her mother gave her too much lunch money as usual, but now Gina actually spent it instead of keeping it. Gina was relatively near the front of the line, so there wasn't much of a wait. Her friends didn't usually eat at lunch, so she figured they would already be at the tree when she arrived. She ended up buying two slices of pizza (normally she only bought one, they were big), a small box of chicken nuggets, a bag of chips, and two cokes. She ended up holding it all somehow, and made her way toward the tree.

Her spot was a pretty big tree which was at the back of the benches in the outdoor theater. There were a few tables surrounding it. She made it to the stretch of cement which led to her spot, which was about 20 feet away. She had to walk slowly. When she got to about 10 feet away, everyone stopped talking and just stared. She even heard someone say, "Who is that?" Not everyone there was her friend, so she heard some laughs as well. it was pretty ironic, though. She had gained a lot of weight, had a chili stain on her shirt, and had enough food for 2 or 3 people. Everyone who looked at her got a stare in return from her, which made them look back to whatever they were doing, although it still remained pretty quiet.

She decided to ignore the people who made fun of her, and all she wanted to do was enjoy her food. She found a seat at the table, and set her food down. Soon enough she was accompanied by her circle of 3 or 4 or 5 friends. They were all curious. She knew they wouldn't accept her story about the cube, so she just said that she had lived with her grandmother over the summer, and had let herself go. They still accepted her, and she was glad. They kept making jokes though.

They all talked amongst themselves while Gina ate all her food. It was ok, but nothing great. Eventually the ball rang, and they all got up. "Ahh...I never though school lunch was sooo tasty," she said with a bit of sarcasm. She rubbed her belly for effect. Everyone started laughing, a lot. It wasn't THAT funny, she thought. She didn't realize what was so funny until one of them could finally stop laughing and was able to say, "...your...*chuckle*...button..."

She looked down, and indeed she was right. She had unbuttoned her pants so she could eat, but she had forgotten. Gina wasn't too embarrassed, because these were her friends. She shrugged and said, "eh." She then nonchalantly tried to button them. But she couldn't. Maybe if she hadn't eaten so much for lunch. She struggled and struggled and her friends erupted in laughter. They laughed hysterically while Gina bent and twisted and tried to button them. She did after a couple of minutes, finally.

They all began walking to class together. suddenly, Gina said, "Oof!" and they all heard a whizzing sound. Gina's button had busted open again. They all laughed raucously again, as Gina made futile attempts to close her pants once again. They all stopped and formed a semicircle around her. One of them, still giggling, asked innocently, "Can I touch it?"

Gina looked bewildered for a moment as she wondered why she would want to touch her gut. She guessed they weren't used to it. After a few seconds Gina said ok. The girl poked it with her finger, making Gina feel like the Pillsbury doughboy again. Then she jiggled it. Then, another girl did the same. Before she knew it, all of them were prodding and feeling her gut. She leaned back proudly, and pushed it out as much as she could as they all oo'd and ahh'd. They all got over it, then Gina asked them for some help. They knew what she was talking about. She leaned back as one held her gut back and one buttoned her up. With their help, it wasn't too hard.

They all started walking again, hurrying somewhat because they didn't have much time. They all had the same class together next. it was upstairs. As soon as they all put their foot on the first step, they froze. They had all heard it. They all looked at Gina, who was stifling laughter. Then they saw it. Her belly had busted loose AGAIN, and Gina was holding it with both of her hands. Then they all started laughing, and continued walking up the stairs. Gina didn't care anymore. She was with her friends, laughing and having a great time. And Gina knew that's what was important.