Hungry Lisa (Work in Progress)

Just something I quickly started about a girl and her big appetite. My goal was to show her entire night. Hopefully I can get around to finishing this one day, as I think it has some fun potential. Let me know what you think in the comments.

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“I’m just gonna have a snack before dinner.” Lisa told herself, grabbing a container of take out from her fridge and popping it into the microwave. Lisa was excited about her dinner plans with an old friend tonight, but didn’t want to over eat later, hence the snack now. Over eating had been something Lisa found herself doing a bit too much recently. She knew it was a bad habit, but she didn’t want to come down too hard on herself. It was much easier just to eat something when she was hungry, she was just surprised how often she was hungry.

It was also one thing to eat a whole large pizza, cheesy bread, and cinnamon sticks in the safety of one's own apartment, it was another to order two full entrees at a restaurant when catching up with an old friend. It was the latter situation Lisa was trying to avoid. Her college study buddy didn’t need to glimpse behind the curtain that was Lisa’s current binging habits.

Despite Lisa’s attempts to hide her derailed dietary habits, it was going to be hard to conceal all of her past atrocities. Lisa was no longer the stick thin girl she was in college. The microwave beeped and Lisa retrieved her meal. Chinese had been the order of choice last night. Recently Lisa had gotten intimately familiar with most of the places nearby that delivered to her house. Lisa had never been a big fan of cooking, so in her years after college as she struck out on her own, she often opted to just skip meals rather than bothering to prepare them herself.

But as Lisa climbed the corporate ladder into middle management, she soon found herself with a little extra spending money and began indulging in take out. The habit caught on fast, no longer did she need to eat pasta out of a can or heat up some ramen, rather she could have tacos and burritos one night at the press of a button, and fried seafood the next night if she was feeling like it. As steady promotions and raises came her way, Lisa found ease in order just about everything she needed. Groceries, take out, clothing. But as her paychecks grew so did her waistline.

Honey chicken, fried rice, and sauteed green beans. Lisa swirled all the flavors together and stuck a mouthful with her fork. Chewing, she enjoyed the feel of the warm food in her mouth. Going in for another bite she noticed some pork ribs filling the bottom of the container. The two chefs specials and the pu pu platter for two had been pretty filling last night, but Lisa admitted she had met her match and had saved these leftovers for another meal. To most others, this was enough take out to fill someone for a night, but for Lisa she knew this would only get herself to dinner.

Within moments the container was empty and Lisa was pitching it in the trash. She rubbed her satisfied paunch before trudging into the living room to sit down for a bit before she had to change for dinner. Plopping into her normal spot on the couch, her ass filled the indent her growing rear had started to leave. Lisa’s belly slapped down on top of her thighs, oozing into her lap over the waistband of her pants. She had unbuttoned her pants as soon as she got home from work due to discomfort. Lisa had to pack her pudgy frame into her business attire each day, and by 5 o’clock she was itching to get it off. Lisa would live in pajama pants and tee shirts if she could, she loved to be comfortable.

She also started to unbutton the bottom of her blouse before her doughy middle pushed their stitching past the breaking point. With all that pressure removed, Lisa sank into her couch even more. She recalled back in college she was constantly springing from one social engagement to another. Class had just been a necessary part of the process, Lisa back then had been more interested in club meetings, study sessions, and ladies nights at the bar. Now just the thought of going out to dinner after work got Lisa tired. She blamed it on getting older and the grind at work, but deep down she knew it was something else.

She spread her thighs to make room for her soft belly, but she noticed they didn’t move very far. Her stick thin legs now more resembled barrels. Lisa had been used to having a thigh gap, now barely had a knee gap. “I’m so glad I had that snack, I’m gonna be so good and not over do it tonight with Rachel.” Lisa told herself. “Plus I was starving. No way I was going to make it to dinner without a little something.” Lisa softly rubbed her belly, as she enjoyed having her weight off her legs for a little bit. It wasn’t long though before Lisa knew she had to go get dressed for the evening.