“I look ridiculous,” Constance said as she looked into the mirror. It was the wedding day, and she had just put her dress on.
“Don’t be silly. There is nothing wrong with looking positively round! Or would you say that I look ridiculous every day?” Rosie responded.
“You’re right. I’m sorry. It just feels so tight. I guess I’m still not used to being a fat girl now.”
Rosie smiled. Even though she did everything to assure her friend, she had to agree that it wasn’t a flattering look.
She had made sure of that.
Right after Constance had announced her cousin’s wedding, Rosie convinced her to go shopping for a dress the same day. They chose a tight-fitting dress that nicely accentuated her curves.
However, Rosie did everything she could to make Constance gorge herself extensively for the next two weeks. It turned out that her nervousness only made Constance more eager to shove snacks into her mouth. She went along with Rosie’s edging without complaint and spent most days stuffed on her couch, adding new pounds to her already wide frame.
Now, the once perfectly-fitting dress had turned into a too-tight one that showed off all the extra weight Constance’s hefty body carried. Her belly pressed into the fabric, making her belly button’s outline visible, especially when Constance sat down. Her love handles stood out, just like the rolls on her back. From behind, the dress did nothing to hide the jiggles of her ass as she walked. You could even make out some of the dimples the extra fat had formed on Constance’s behind. It was short enough to show off the thunder thighs she had grown and had a deep cleavage that her boobs were almost bursting out of.
All in all, it looked like the dress of someone in denial of her fattened body.
Even though Rosie’s kind words calmed her down, Constance was still not convinced about her look. All she saw in the mirror was a bloated and dull girl, a far cry from the elegant woman she used to be. She had spent a lot of money to get her dark hair styled beautifully. Still, the first things that drew attention were her chubby cheeks and double chin.
Constance knew her mother would freak out when she saw what had happened to her only child. Her father would probably look at her disapprovingly and not talk to her all night. The rest of her family would sneer at her college transformation and use her to lower her parents’ reputation.
It would not be an easy night for her.
But despite her nervousness, Constance felt a hint of excitement thinking about her lowered status due to her fattened figure. Feeling beneath the other family members made her shiver. And that shiver went through her entire body only to end up between her thighs, where it caused a confusing wetness.
She took one last look in the mirror and then turned around. “Ok, I’m ready for my big night.”
“You’ll be fine,” Rosie said and hugged her. “Your boring family needs someone with curves that knows how to have fun,” she continued and playfully slapped Constance’s ass.
Constance giggled and made her way toward the door.
Rosie enjoyed the view of Contance’s backside. The jiggling was increased because Constance had chosen to wear some of her old high heels. All her elegant shoes were high-heeled, and she hadn’t considered that walking in them would be significantly harder with her extra weight. Her center of gravity had shifted, erasing all the experience she had gathered over the years. She looked like someone wearing high heels for the first time. Instead of an elegant gait, Constance moved in an awkward shuffle. Her clumsy movements caused even more ripples through her flabby body.
Constance got into her cab while Rosie watched her from the window. She watched as Constance’s ass spread under her as she sat down. How she desperately tried to stretch the fabric around her belly button to make the outline disappear without success. How her upper arm jiggled when she reached for the door.
Once the cab drove off, Rosie closed the blinds, smiling. She couldn’t wait to hear about Constance’s night.