Claire's Fattening Family Part 18

On track to finish this story by the end of the year.

Claire's Fattening Family Part 18 - 

The humongous girl was on a roll and it looked like there would be no end in sight. This was about the time her parents had made their way back into the kitchen. “Hey kids, how's everything coming?” Ashley said as she saw her daughter up at one of the trays stuffing her face. She also noticed how much of a mess she had made on her face, but she couldn’t blame the eager girl. 

“Mrs. Hawks I’m so stuffed.” Jen moaned as she clutched her full belly.

Ashley gave her a quick smile, but quickly turned her full attention to her daughter, she was the real prize here. Claire finally took a moment to address her mom. “Oh mom this food is so good.” Claire said, shaking her large belly with both hands for emphasis, leaving food stained handprints behind on her dress. Claire returned to stuffing her face just as quickly as she had paused. 

“I’m so glad to see you enjoying it all honey. Oliver I think we can see a clear winner here, can’t we.” Ashley said like she was making a sales pitch, even though she knew in the end it was not up to Oliver, it was up to the scales.

“Yes indeed ma’am.” Oliver polite as ever. “I very much hope that Claire takes the throne, tonight solidifies that as much for me as from the first moment I met her.”

“Well honey, why don’t we take a little break.” Ashley said as she approached her daughter, thinking she might have to use force to move her away from the platters of food.

“But, mom.” Claire started, wanting to push herself the the limit, trying to pack away as much as possible. 

“Don’t worry hun it will still all be here when you get back, and be just as warm. I mean this is a prom after all, don’t you want to dance with your date?” Claire turned and looked into Oliver’s dreamy eyes, Claire almost melting as she swooned. 

“What do you say Ollie, care for a dance?” Claire said, cheeks still covered in chocolate and various other foods. 

“Of course my dear, it would be a pleasure to dance with you.” Oliver beamed.

“Well let's get you a little cleaned up first though.” Her mom interrupted the sweet moment, grabbing a damp towel to wipe off the flabby girls face. With her face clean the whole group made their way into the living room where some slow music was playing. Oliver stretched out his arm to accept Claire’s hand, gently pulling her in close. Claire attempted to wrap her arms over Oliver’s shoulder, but with his height and her stubby arms, it was not very successful. At the same time Oliver tried to wrap his arms around Claire’s wide sides around to her back. He was having just as little luck, but it didn’t matter, they were dancing together and both very happy. 

Claire’s hamhock upper arms hung down and jiggled as she swayed back and forth. Her massive belly kept Oliver at a short distance, but Oliver tried to hold Claire as close as possible. When he looked down at her all he could see was her round face, and under her double chin was her very good looking breasts filling the front of her dress. Her cleavage poured down the front of her as her zaftig honkers were pushed up right under her chin. Claire saw Oliver looking down at her, so she just smiled looking back at up him. Her rosy red cheeks bulging at the sides of her big smile.

“Claire this has just been a marvelous night.” Oliver said softly into her ear so only she could hear. Claire’s parents were off in the corner watching and Jen was resting her full bloated stomach in a recliner. 

“Ollie, I've never been happier. Good food, good company, good times.” Claire was still unable to wipe the smile off her face even if she wanted to.

“Do you think you can push your way to victory during this last month?” Oliver asked, just as anxious about the final results as Claire was. Oliver didn’t know much about Diane, and he was sure he would love her if she ended up winning the contest, she was a big beautiful woman after all. But Claire had captured his heart, so he was definitely leaning one way over the other when it came to this competition. 

“Oh you know it babe.” Claire gloated. “I'm going to push this belly to the limits.” She said with complete confidence. Claire had become so confident in herself over the past four years, not just with her humongous size, but also in her abilities to crush whatever she set her mind to.

Olive grinned, he liked the way she thought. Claire had an amazing body in Oliver's mind, and she would just continue to look amazing the more she ate. What he loved about Claire was a grace she had about herself. She wasn't cocky, but she also wasn't ashamed, she was just Claire. And she carried her weight incredible well. Her parents first noticed how well proportioned she was at the beginning of high school, so they were not shocked that their daughter looked so good with all this added “beauty”. 

The slow song ended, and just in time, Claire’s legs were feeling ready to give out, wasn’t easy holding all that weight up. The couple embraced and Oliver gave Claire a kiss on the cheek. “Ok I can smell that buffet from here, I think it’s time for round two.” Claire said rubbing her belly, where she knew she still had more room.

“Maybe for you sister, but I think I’m tapped out.” Jen gave her status update from the recliner across the room.

“I guess I’ll have to be the one to show you all what real eating is.” Claire said boastfully. With Oliver in tow, she waddled quickly back to the kitchen to find everything just as she had left it. “Ok let’s see what we have left.” Claire opened a steamer lid to reveal big chucks of chicken swimming in bbq sauce. “Holy cow these wings are huge.” She said picking one of the boneless tenders up and chomping off about half of it. “Mmm” She purred as she chewed vigorously. 

Oliver came over to assist with a plate, scooping up about four more of the large white meat tenders for his growing lady, that way she could enjoy them from her seat. Claire quickly agreed with Oliver's assessment, and dutifully took her seat. Claire didn’t skip a beat though, she went right for the next hunk of chicken as soon as she was done the first.

In the meantime Oliver prepared another plate, full of a little bit of everything, including pizza bites, which Claire had not tried yet. “Mmm these pizza thingies are good Ollie.” Jen had come in and taken her seat as well, still clutching her swollen and full tummy. Jen was also swollen with pride for her big beautiful best friend. Claire was like a sister to her now, and she just wanted her to be so happy. She knew how badly Claire wanted to win this family contest, but she also knew how much Claire liked eating food, and to be given this opportunity to eat without abandon or manners, she knew Claire was in hog heaven.

And it sure seemed that way from how she was eating. Her loaded tray was quickly emptying, and Oliver was scrambling to fill it back up. “You go girl!” Jen cheered from the other side of the table. After a few more full plates Claire had started to slow down. All the greasy and saucy things danced in her belly, slowly digesting.

Like if on cue, her parents appeared to help cap off the night. “Claire, honey, did you have a good night?” Her mother asked. The festivities had lead somewhat late into the night, the prom going on across town was surely getting to it’s last legs as well. “Well we have one more thing we want to give you to make this night special.” With that her dad came from around the corner holding a large sheet cake covered in icing. He placed it down in front of Claire and she noticed something was written on it. ‘Queen Claire Hawks McShane.’ 

“But I haven’t won quite yet.” Claire wanted to clear up.

“We have no doubt that you are going to win honey. With how you ate tonight, there’s no way you can lose.” Her father encouraged. 

Claire just smiled, she felt so loved by the four people in the room right now. “Well if I’m gonna be eating this cake I’m going to need my eating buddy over here with me, get over here Jen.”

“Oh but I’m so full.” Jen moaned.

“Come on you twig, you must have made a little extra room by now.”

“Alright, alright, how can I say no to cake.” Jen scooted over next to her large best friend, each of them grabbing a fork and digging in.

“Don’t forget the ice cream.” Ashley chimed in as she turned around to the refrigerator pulling out a couple of gallons for the girls. As she got a scoop out you could start to see the cake tin from where the girls had already dug out quite the holes. Ashley just plopped a few big scoops on the tray letting the girls fight over it as the continued their cake feast. “Here you go Oliver, I’ll let you take back over.” She said handing him the ice cream and the scooper.

The girls attacked different sides of the cake, and it was clear that one was eating more than the other. Claire had gobbled down about double what Jen had, and that didn’t include the ice cream, which Claire was being heavily favored in. Claire was an eating machine, each rich taste of chocolatey cake tasted as good if not better than the last. There was a thick layer of frosting on it, light airy frosting, but still very sweet on her tongue. The combination of the vanilla ice cream made the meal quite the treat, one that Claire was eager to have more and more of. Soon she had finished half the cake and started working on her friends half.

“Looks like you need some help there Jen.” Claire announced as she shifted her chair so she could reach her friends side of the tray. Jen welcomed the help, she was so full from this evening she just couldn’t keep up. She didn’t know how Claire had the room to fit it all, but then again that’s why Claire was the larger of the pair. 

The cake started to shrink down to just crumbs, and the bucket of ice cream had also run dry. Jen threw in the towel, letting Claire finish off the night ending treat. Claire emerged from the cake tin, covered in cake crumbs and ice cream drippings, but with the face of victory on. Everyone was smiles as the honorary prom queen swelled with pride. 

“The only thing left to do is see how much you’ve gained.” Ashley cooed from the corner of the kitchen. Claire needed a minute to let her stomach settle, and Oliver helped by lightly rubbing it. As the hour grew late the whole crew returned to the scale for the final weigh in. Claire gingerly stepped up, letting her bulk finally come to a rest before taking a proper measurement. 

“412” Her father called out as everyone cheered.

“That’s a six pound gain!” Her mother exclaimed.

“Yeah but just wait until I digest it all, that number will go down.” Claire was realistic, but still happy.

“Claire I’m so proud of you. You did great tonight.” Oliver gave his praise, causing Claire to get a rush of blood in her face. 

“Aww, thanks Ollie.” Claire said before letting out a massive yawn. “Well this has been great but I think it’s clearly time for bed. Jen do you wanna stay over tonight?” Jen was so swollen there was no way should could drive home, so she just crashed in Claire’s room. Oliver excused himself for the evening, but not before getting a hug and a kiss from his prom queen. And Claire’s parents cleaned up the kitchen before heading to bed themselves. Everyone went to bed happy that night.