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Friendly Eating Competition
🕑 Added 2024-01-29 11:42:23 +0000 UTCKelly was sitting at home one day over the summer. She had just graduated school and was “looking” for a job. She was spending most of her time with another recent graduate, her friend Nicole. The summer was half over, and the two lazy girls had spent that month and a half lounging and practically accomplishing nothing. They started to get so bored they were looking for anything to occupy their time.
“Wanna go to the beach?” Nicole asked.
“Nah, parking is a bitch.” Kelly responded. “What about mini-golf?”
“Dude you always suggest mini-golf! I would be completely happy if I never mini-golfed for the rest of my life.” Nicole declared.
“Well fine, what else can we do?”
Nicole started to scan the room, looking for anything they could fill their time with, even if it was the most mundane thing. After a minute she spotted something. She slowly got up from the recliner and sauntered her skinny body over to a box that was sitting on one of the tables. After bringing it back to the area of Kelly, she opened the box and shared her idea. “Let's see who can eat the most cookies in one minute.”
“Really?” Kelly rolled her eyes at the childish idea.
“Come on, I’ll do anything at this point.” Nicole huffed.
“Fine.” Kelly accepted, sitting up in her own chair, the cookies placed between them. It was a box of generic store bought chocolate chip cookies. Nicole divided them into piles of 10 cookies each. Far too many cookies for one to eat in one sitting, but when it came to a race, who knew?
“Ok I’ll put a timer on my phone, and then GO!” Nicole shouted as she reached for her first cookie. The girls slammed cookies for the next sixty seconds, each coed finishing their stack before the minute had elapsed.
“Well that was a bit anticlimactic.” Kelly noted their tie.
“Ok, well let's see what else you got around here. We can do a rematch.” Nicole got up and headed into the kitchen to find something new to compete over.
“Wait, Nic, what are you talking about?” Kelly asked as she followed a few moments behind. “I just ate way too many cookies. You’re not looking for something…” She was cut off as she reached the kitchen to find Nicole had already procured another item for competition.
“Doritos! No way we could each finish half a party sized bag of doritos in under a minute. Let's do this!” Nicole put the bag on the table and pulled up a chair.
“Nic, come on what is this?” Kelly asked.
“Kel, it’s fun! It’s at least something to do. Even for a few minutes. Plus, I thought you were the competitive type. You beat me at that word game for like 100 straight days back in school.”
“Well when you make it so easy to beat you.” Kelly teased her as she pulled up the other chair. They split the pile of doritos in equal piles and then put sixty seconds on the clock. They each chomped on dusty doritos for a full minute, going full pelt the whole time. The competitive Kelly ended up being the winner, licking cheese dust off her fingers as she celebrated her victory. “You might be onto something here Nic, it’s fun kicking your ass.” Kelly chuckled.
“Hrm, I’ll have to plan our next contest more carefully then.” Nicole looked like she was scheming. The girls spent the rest of their day in their lazy lay-about fashion as they let those cookies and doritos digest in the bellies. It wasn’t until the next day that the contest was back on. Kelly had kinda even forgotten about it, since it was just a small thing they did the previous day, but Nicole had not forgotten for a second. She planned and strategized how she could beat Kelly. When Nicole arrived at Kelly’s house the next day she had two large flat boxes in her hands.
“What are those for?” Kelly questioned.
“Our next contest of course.” Nicole said with a smile. “I hope you are hungry.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot you were still sour about that.” Kelly smack talked.
“Well I have something a little different today.” Nicole started to explain. Kelly was listening intently. “I have a dozen donuts for each of us. First one to finish all 12 donuts wins.” Nicole might have lost a battle of speed, but knew she could win a game of endurance.
“What! There is no way I can eat 12 donuts.” Kelly objected.
“Don’t worry, I just got the fluffy glazed ones.” Nicole reassured her as she handed over one of the boxes. Kelly looked a little nervous, but she liked donuts so she figured why not.
With no timer needed, Nicole just called “Go!” and then two of them dug in. Kelly started off fast, ripping off sweet and sticky bites of dough apart at a rapid pace, but after a few donuts started to slow down her place. Meanwhile Nicole was slow and steady, eating donut after donut, catching up and even passing Kelly near the end. After that it was game over, Nicole had finished while Kelly was still on her 11th. Kelly threw the remaining half of a donut back in the box with its final counterpart in defeat.
“Ugg, I’m going to have a stomach ache.” Kelly whined.
“At least I’ll have a stomach ache while wearing this victory crown!” Nicole clutched her belly with one hand and grabbed something out of her bag with the other. She pulled out a gold crown with lots of bedazzles on it, placing it on top of her head. Kelly just looked on in disbelief at her absurd friend. “Good luck winning this bad boy from me.” Nicole snickered.
“Ok whatever, I’m going to roll over and die now.” Kelly only cared about one thing right now, and it was her full belly, which poked out in front of her, making her skinny frame look somewhat pregnant. Later though, Kelly got to thinking how she could win that crown. These little eating contests had been childish, but she had to admit it had given some flavor to their boring summer. She didn’t mind entertaining them a bit longer, until such a point that she was no longer entertained herself. But what could she do to win the crown back from Nicole. There was definitely a level of skill vs endurance that she needed to weigh. Nicole had won a challenge of endurance with a finite quantity, but what if the challenge didn’t have a specific end. Maybe that she would have better luck at.
They both rested off their bloated donut filled bellies, until later that day when Kelly struck back with a plan of her own. “Ok let's go to McDonalds, I have a plan. And bring the crown.” Nicole didn’t have to be asked twice, and the two of them jumped in her car and drove to the nearest McDonalds, while Kelly explained her plan in the car. “Easy and simple, whoever can eat the most Big Mac’s wins.”
“That’s it? Oh Kelly, when will you learn? Looks like this beautiful crown will be staying with me for a while longer.” Nicole gloated.
They got to McDonalds and went inside. They each ordered three Big Macs at the counter to start. It didn’t take long for them each to be back up at the counter ordering more, a more conservative two this time. Five total wasn’t enough though, and Kelly was first to eagerly head back up for another order so she could win this thing. This time she ordered four, enough for the two of them to split. Kelly was feeling quite full, the buns were so damn filling. Somehow she missed Nicole going back up to the counter too, and while Kelly had four burgers, Nicole had two more.
“Looks like you just can’t compete with me.” Kelly teased, using this incident in her favor to psych out her competition. Nicole did seem to be dragging though as she brought her sixth burger to her lips. Kelly was feeling it too, but was doing a better job of hiding it. She quickly polished off her sixth and headed into her seventh. She had taken the lead, but this wasn’t about finishing fast. Nicole started her seventh too, but she could tell this would be her last if she was even able to finish. Kelly on the other hand had demolished three of the four burgers she had brought back and was working on the last one. She was completely stuffed, but she was able to just get that last bite down. Meanwhile Kelly decided to give up, she couldn’t even finish number seven, nowhere near Kelly’s nine burgers. The crown exchanged hands, and they went home with stuffed bellies once again.
In the car Kelly admired her new accessory. “We probably should have done that at Burger King, considering we are competing over a crown.” Kelly laughed, but that only reminded her of how full she was, she had to calm that down.
Days passed, with each of them coming up with new little eating contests in an attempt to win the crown. Sometimes one of them was dethroned, other times they were able to hold on to their title for days at a time. One thing was for sure though, the challenges were getting bigger and grander each day. No longer was it eating ten small cookies in a minute. These two were challenging each other to eat entire pizzas or fruity pies. Sometimes it was who could finish the fastest and others it was who could eat the most. In both cases though each of them was left completely stuffed by the end of the challenge.
Of course due to all the extra calories, their waistlines were starting to show the effort they were putting into their contests. Their bellies started to show some softness and their thighs were looking a bit thicker. Nicole hadn’t seemed to notice, but Kelly was getting a little concerned. She thought about bringing it up to Nicole, that was until Nicole walked in with two cakes for their next challenge. It was then that Kelly knew she needed to say something now.
“Nic, are you concerned we might be getting out of hand with this?” Kelly asked gently.
“Umm no.” Nicole said, like that was a dumb question. “This is fierce competition, and we have to put it all on the line!” Nicole was just trying to sound like she was quoting a movie.
“Yeah, but I think we might need to call it quits. I mean not to be rude, but have you seen your belly recently, it's getting kinda big.” Kelly called out.
“What! You’re only saying that because you want to keep the crown for yourself! I’m just going through a little dry spell, that’s all. I’ll let you know though, I’ve been prepping for this one.” She said, handing her rival a cake. “Plus you’re one to talk, fat ass.” Nicole took a dig.
Kelly was put off, her ass hadn’t gotten fat, had it? She certainly didn’t think so. Well it didn’t seem like she was talking Nicole out of this one, what was one more challenge anyways? She could even let Nicole win, it didn’t matter to her. The challenge was officially on and each girl started to eat the rich chocolaty moist cake. The one thing Kelly could admit was the food they had been scarfing down for weeks was at least tasty. She hadn’t needed to worried about any sort of diet or anything like that. It had been a nice excuse for some indulgence, which she had often not allowed herself over her many years on this planet. But for the sake of not getting fat she knew she had to put an end to it.
She put up a “valiant effort” but in the end Nicole won the cake eating challenge and took back the crown for the first time in days. Nicole was so happy with her victory, she seemed not to even notice how much of a mess the two of them had made, or how full their bellies looked, sticking out in front of them. Kelly went to bed that night thinking that was that, Nicole could be the final winner and ride off into the sunset. Nicole had other plans though.
The next morning Nicole showed up with two dozen donuts again. “Time for a rematch! And no simply glazed donuts this time, I got the gourmet shit this time.” Nicole said with a smile.
“Nic, I thought we talked about this. We gotta put a stop to this.” Kelly pleaded.
“That’s loser talk. Ok, 1,2,3 Go!” Nicole opened her box of donuts grabbing one in each hand, taking a large bite from one of them. Kelly just rolled her eyes and played along, hoping she could talk some sense into Nicole sooner rather than later. Nicole ended up winning by a margin of three donuts. “Damn girl, I put you to shame!” Nicole proudly boasted.
“Yeah I guess you win again.” Kelly fakely applauded. “I just can’t compete with you.” She said, trying to sound sincere, hoping Nicole would just take the final victory.
“Not with that attitude you won’t. Do you even prep for these on your own?” Nicole asked.
“What are you talking about?” Kelly asked, baffled.
“Like what are you doing to practice? I’ve been timing how fast I can eat a half dozen donuts each morning as a warm up. And at night I see how much ice cream I can eat before I pass out.” Nicole explained.
“Nicole! You are taking this way too seriously. This was just supposed to be a fun light competition. You can’t seriously be eating that much, you are going to get fat.” Kelly sounded concerned.
“I’d rather be a fat winner, than a skinny loser.” Nicole said with a prideful smile, knowing she really hadn’t gained that much weight. “No wonder I’m so easily able to beat you now, you’re out of shape.”
“I’m the one out of shape?” Kelly said, looking at Nicole’s bloated belly, remembering that she had practically thrown the last couple of challenges.
“I want to see some real progress with you come tonight's rematch at McDonald’s. You bested me last time, but now I feel like I’ve got a real chance.” Nicole said before taking out her phone to get lost scrolling for a few hours while her belly digested the donuts.
Kelly didn’t know how to get Nicole to snap out of this competitive mindset. She followed her to McDonalds that night, where Nicole polished off 14 Big Macs to Kelly’s measly 11. Kelly was worried about both of them getting fat, but it seemed so hard to change Nicole's mind. She went along with Nicole for a few more days, trying to suggest things that maybe weren’t a week's worth of calories in a single day, but Nicole seemed ready to keep escalating the challenges little by little.
Kelly did the only thing she could think of and quit on Nicole cold turkey. One day she texted her and said she didn’t feel good, so Nicole wouldn’t come over. She continued to fake being sick all week, until finally Nicole didn’t ask anymore to come over. Two weeks passed, and Kelly finally felt like she was getting healthy again. Her eating was back to normal, and she wasn’t consuming any junk food and fattening calories. She figured the same was happening with Nicole since there weren't any more contests to prepare for. While Kelly was feeling healthier, she still hadn’t done anything to address her added pounds she had gained. Instead she had just gone straight back into her lazy lifestyle of sitting on her couch, playing on her phone for hours a day, telling herself she would look for a job tomorrow.
After a few weeks of a break from Nicole, Kelly decided to finally reach out and reconnect. She invited Nicole out for lunch, since she really hadn’t gotten out of the house for some time. They met at a local sandwich place, Kelly arriving a little early and getting a table. Her jaw almost hit the floor though when she saw Nicole heading her way. In the three weeks since she had seen her last she had certainly packed on some more pounds. Having not upgraded her wardrobe at all, her larger belly was almost fully on display, hanging over the waistband of her shorts, and jiggling with each step she took. Nicole was also looking quite a bit bustier, her boobs were visibly overfilling the cups of her bra and very eye catching.
Kelly got up to hug her with a panicked smile. She could feel how soft she was, nothing like the boney friend she once was. “Nicole, what have you been up to?” Kelly tried to ask sensitivity.
“Oh I’ve been doing so well. Since I’ve had so much extra time since you’ve been sick I’ve been really putting my effort into practicing for our next challenge. I’ve got a regimen that I’ve been building on day by day, really pushing my limits with how much I can eat in one sitting.” Nicole boasted.
Kelly took a heavy sigh. “Nicole, you don’t understand. I’m not competing with you anymore.”
“Oh don’t worry, I know you’ve been sick so you probably aren’t ready to compete yet. I figure we can both do some prep for a week or two before we go at it again. That is if you can wait that long to compete for the crown. I’ll show you my practice notes, you can start at the beginning and work your way back up, sound good?” Nicole said with a smile.
“No, no, no, no! Nicole, don’t you see? Have you even checked a scale recently? You look like you’ve gained like 20 pounds since I saw you last. All this eating is unhealthy. You’re getting fat.” Kelly explained.
“Umm well I don’t see your ass looking any smaller.” Nicole deflected. “Come on, you just need to get back in the swing of things.” She tried to reassure her. “Like I said we will take it slow, we will each go at your pace. I’ve got some honey buns at my house to get us started.” That tricksy Nicole knew Kelly’s weakness, sweet, icing covered honey buns. She hadn’t had anything that nearly unhealthy in weeks, and just the mention of honey buns made Kelly weak in the knees. Every bone in her body wanted Kelly to stand firm with Nicole, but internally she caved as her craving for honey buns consumed her. She glumly followed Kelly back to her house to get some of those treats.
Kelly was shocked when seeing Nicole’s flabbier form, but was almost equally shocked to see Nicole's house. Her counters were lined with junk food, and her trash overflowed with empty takeout containers. No wonder she had packed on so many pounds so quickly. Nicole welcomed her in and tossed a family size box of honey buns at Kelly, while grabbing a box for herself. They each took a seat on the couch and dug in while the TV was turned on. Kelly was surprised after an hour when she reached her hand into the box to find the whole thing completely empty.
“Nice job grasshopper. Ready for round two?” Nicole pulled out her list that contained her practice regimen. “After snack cakes I heat up a couple of frozen pizzas. I can usually finish two, but you can probably only handle one, so I’ll just make three.” Kelly just seemed along for the ride, so once the pizza was done she happily scarfed it down, one bite being all it took to remember how much she loved pizza. All this eating was bringing back the happy feelings she had over those weeks that her and Nicole had done their contest. The letting loose, the indulging, it was all great. It was just the getting fat part that Kelly didn’t like. Right now she was trying not to think about that. She was just focused on enjoying herself again for the first time in a few weeks.
The two girls stuffed themselves for the rest of the day, going through Nicoles prep list. The next day they met up and did it again, with Nicole sprinkingling in a few additional items to push Kelly’s limit. Each day that week Kelly waddled home more stuffed than the day before, with a larger and larger belly to prove it. At the end of the first week, Kelly was already up to the level that Nicole had pushed herself to. With all this practice, the two of them were eating way more than they ever were when they were competing. Before competitions were held once or twice a day. But Nicole's prep routine had them eating until stuffed from sun up past sundown.
All the fat and calories were accumulating on their figures, but neither one of them stopped to worry about it. As the second week of contest prep continued, they each found new ways to push each other further. A baker's dozen of donuts instead of a regular dozen, double stacking pizza slices for twice the pizza at once, cookie brownie sandwiches for two treats at the same time. Each day they ate more, which made them want to eat more the next day. Nicole would order them takeout each night, and they would each gorge until they were stuffed in front of the TV.
Finally after two weeks of prep, Nicole brought the idea of competitions back. In those two weeks her belly had only grown bigger, looking like a ball of pudge in front of her, giving her defined love handles now. Nicole looked like a true thicc girl, getting a bit padded all over. Besides her belly though, her boobs had seen the biggest growth, needing to go up another cup size already.
Kelly on the other hand hadn’t really noticed any changes, but her butt was starting to spread even more than it had before. Her hips were even thicker, and thighs even juicier. She took the tight feeling of her clothes for being overly full of food, if only she knew her size was for real.
As they ate their morning donuts Nicole started to explain her plan. “Ok, so I’ve got a few contests planned out for us.” She started to show Kelly. “These ones we can do at home, and these ones we need to go out for, so I figure a mix each day would be good. I’ve planned out the next two weeks, but figure you can toss in some of your ideas too if you want.”
“Sounds good Nic,” Kelly said through a mouthful of donut. She had totally fallen into Nicole's gluttonous ways, and was enjoying herself too much to change. The contests only added to the girls calorie count each day, but they were having fun so no one cared. With the contests on again Kelly was reminded why they started doing this in the first place, competition! Sadly, she was on the losing side of the competition quite frequently. She guessed two weeks of practice had not been enough considering Nicole had been practicing much longer than her. Also that three week break probably really set her back. She desperately wanted to win that crown, but it seemed that entire first week she could do nothing to touch Nicole champ status. Nicole was just too intense of an eater at this point. It didn’t matter what the contest was, Nicole always seemed to come out on top.
Kelly thought of only one solution, she had to prep even harder. From the moment she woke up to the moment she passed out, she needed to push herself even more. She used her time away from Nicole to keep pushing her limits more and more, adding food items to her prep list, stuffing her face with more than ever before. She had fallen into the same competitive trappings that Nicole had. This nonstop eating was really doing a number on her waistline, or should I say backside. Her booty was getting more jiggly than ever. Her bubble butt grew out further and wider as she continued to over indulge day after day. But it wasn’t just her butt that was growing, Kelly was getting soft all over. Her belly grew flabbier, and arms got seriously thick, and she developed a fat girl double chin. She could see these changes happening in the mirror as she looked each day, and started to get concerned, but yet she ate.
When Kelly would see Nicole, she noticed how big her belly was getting. It was starting to fill her lap more and more, especially when she was full, as it developed into two distinct rolls. Also her boobs were getting huge and now rested on top of her belly, creating a torso packed with flesh. The more they each ate the bigger they both got, but they showed no signs of stopping especially now that the competition for the crown was back on.
After two weeks Kelly was finally able to wrestle the crown and a victory away from Nicole, which only proved everything she was doing was right. The bitter rivalry waged on, as they competed and stuffed themselves day in and day out. Occasionally Kelly would look at herself at home and worry about how fat she was getting, but her appetite was much too out of control at this point. She knew addressing her weight would mean addressing her eating habits, and she was too hooked to stop that. She finally got brave enough to mention it to Nicole. “Nic, are you worried about how heavy we are getting? We used to be so skinny.”
“You know I haven’t weighed myself in sometime, it's probably worth checking.” Nicole put down her half eaten chocolate cream pie and stood up. Her sturdy thighs that touched down to the knee held up the top heavy gal. her belly billowed in front of her, pushing the hem of her shirt up over the crest of her flabby belly. Her melons rested nicely on top of her belly, jiggling from side to side as she waddled off to the bathroom.
Kelly followed along, curious how much her friend weighed. Nicole pulled out the scale and got on. “279. Wow.”
“Nic, you think she should stop all this nonsense?” Kelly asked, sounding defeated, knowing she probably wasn’t that far behind Nicole.
“No way! I wanna see that number push past 300. How crazy cool would that be?!?” Nicole responded with glee.
“What? You mean you want to see yourself get even fatter?” Kelly asked.
“Face it Kel, we aren’t small school girls anymore. Why don’t you hop on and check your weight?” Nicole suggested.
Kelly figured why not, it was just a number and she already knew how fat she had gotten. She looked down at the number and gasped. “285. I’m even bigger than you.” Kelly started to feel light headed. Nicole had always had 20-30 pounds on her, or so she thought. Now they both knew Kelly was the biggest of the bunch.
“Wow, nice job Kel. Ok new contest idea. Let's see who can cross 300 first!” Nicole sounded so excited.
“No, Nic, we can’t gain on purpose. I know we eat terribly, but still.” Kelly tried to ration.
“What, are you scared? You already have a head start. Let's do this!” Nicole's eagerness continuing to show itself. Nicole rushed out of the bathroom and picked up her pie right where she left off. She didn’t stop eating until she was completely stuffed, missing their planned midday ice cream eating contest for a little cat nap to digest.
At first Kelly didn’t want to give into Nicole’s plan to push themselves over the 300lb line, she was just going to continue to eat how she had been, even if that meant naturally crossing 300lbs at some point. But as she watched Nicole fearsomely push herself to get to 300 faster than Kelly, the competitive spark started to kindle inside of her and soon enough she had joined in the longest contest the two had ever started.
It only took over a week for them both to cross 300lbs with how much they were eating, but they certainly didn’t stop there. They competed to out eat each other at all you can eat buffets, take out order challenges, plus regular old junk food challenges. They both wanted to best one another so they pushed themselves more and more each day. Soon it was a race to 350lbs, and then 400.
Kelly’s ass had gotten so big that she needed two chairs to sit comfortably at the kitchen table, but she hadn’t quite gotten the courage up to ask when at a restaurant. Nicole's belly had ballooned so much it now entered rooms before she did. Not to mention her boobs had grown into massive melons with an acre of cleavage. The girls had gotten so large though they were fat all over, despite their respective high growth areas. From Kelly’s face you could now tell that she was a fat girl. She had full cheeks and a thick chin. Her arms had also gotten quite puffy despite her top half only getting moderately fat. It was really her ass, hips, and thighs that were the stars of the show. And although most of Nicole’s fat stuck right out in front of her, it didn’t stop her lower half from bulking up quite a bit too, awarding her with a nice round ass and thick thighs.
The two lardy ladies ate day in and day out, growing wider and wider. Finally a year had passed since they had started on this journey. It was summer again, but they looked nothing like the two hot thin girls who had just graduated school. Now they were wide loads who’s fat spilled out of their clothes and who couldn’t go a minute without putting food in their mouth. Some things had stayed the same though, they still spent their days lounging lazily on recliners (well Kelly had upgraded to a loveseat).
“You wanna go to the beach?” Nicole asked, slurping down a milkshake.
“Nah, too much walking.” Kelly responded, biting into a triple decker slice of pizza. “How about mini-golf?”
“Nah, their snack shake is puny.” Nicole reminded her. “How about we find some cookies and see who can eat the most in one minute?” She said with a smile.
