Indentured - Ch. 1
“‘ere you are - the miss’s afternoon snack,” the chatty young chef quipped, plopping a rather large tray of pastries onto the countertop. “Though I would ‘ardly call it zat.”
Delia pursed her lips, trying not to blush. “Oh, I’m sure she doesn’t eat all of it...”
“Ah, but she does, mon chere! The platter comes back completely empty each day. If she keeps this up, she will eat ‘erself right out of ‘er dresses! And who will be at fault when she can not find a suitor? Zat is right, poor Colette will! What a cruel place zis is, zis New World...”
Delia felt the heat rising to her cheeks as she looked about anxiously for anyone who might have overheard the chef’s gossiping. “Uh, well, thank you Colette. See you later.”
The young maid refused to look Colette in the eyes as she hurried away, staring instead at the contents of the heavy platter. The cook was right - there was a lot o
Growing at Hogwarts- Ch. 1Growing at Hogwarts: Chapter one.
NOTE: This a weight gain story about the girls of the Harry Potter universe. It will contain Weight gain/Stuffing, and if you don't like that stuff, don't read. You have been warned!
It was that time of year again. The time she had been waiting for all summer. She was going to the place where she needn't worry about where her parents were dragging her for that National Orthodontics meeting, or gluing a broken cup together because she wasn't allowed to use magic. None of that mattered where she was going. Hermione was going to Hogwarts.
"Why oh why," Hermione thought to herself as she struggled to move through the crowed gathered in platform nine and three quarters, "must they do this so old-fashioned? I'm sure they could make this so much easier for everyone Maybe a portkey1 or something " She thought absent-mindedly. But
Happy ThanksgivingBeth sighed tiredly and surveyed the mountain of food on the table before her. Stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, and a basket of rolls surrounded the large ham and turkey at the center of the table. From the kitchen wafted the smell of two pies: one of apple and another of pumpkin, stowed away in the oven to stay warm until they were ready to be devoured. A traditional Thanksgiving Day feast.
But not quite. Despite tradition, Beth was on her own for today. It was her first Thanksgiving away from home and all her friends had left to celebrate with their respective families. Even though she was by herself, nostalgia or some kind of homesick feeling compelled her to make a meal exactly like the feasts she shared with her family.
Beth was already exhausted, having worked since three in the morning on this mammoth meal. As if that wasnt enough to tire her out, lifted the giant 30 pound t
Sasha 2: Two Pizzas, Too MuchSasha sat on the edge of her bed early one Saturday morning. She didn't usually wake up that early, but something was bothering her. Flashbacks of two weeks ago of gorging herself on food and her giant swollen midsection kept replaying in her mind. She didn't have any desire to be fat. At least she didn't think so. Although she knew for some reason having a big belly fueled some thrilling desire deep within her. The thought of having such a heavy bloated belly gave her comfort. She sighed gently as she tiredly felt her stomach area.
"Oh boy, I have definitely gotten bigger from when I was at school." Sasha said as she pinched and squeezed her newly formed weight. "I better see how bad it is." After she was done shaking off her tiredness and pondering her thoughts she tiptoed into the bathroom and locked the door behind her.
Sasha looked in the mirror and saw herself, although something was a bit off. She did seem to be bit larger than she remembered. Although she still looke
POTO Doctor Who Style - part 1 “You want to go where?” The Doctor turned to face the girl with him in the control center of the TARDIS.
“What did I say wrong?” Kristen asked. “I just thought it would be fun to see an Opera House.”
“I didn’t know you liked Opera.”
“I like to sing,” she replied.
“But ‘singing’ and ‘opera’ are two completely different things,” the Doctor told her as he slid into his worn, leather jacket. “Besides, it isn’t a challenge to pop over to Australia Give me a challenge. I mean come on; we have the whole of space and time and you want to go to Sydney.”
“Well then what would you suggest, Doctor?” the blonde girl asked, hands going to her hips.
“Well… if you want to see something great wha