Amazing Diet

By Wussy

 

 

Mandy shoved another handful of potato chips into her mouth as the commercial came on.  A thin, attractive woman in a swimsuit slowly walked along a beach as a voice-over announced, “Have you tried every diet, every drug, every exercise and still can’t lose those stubborn pounds?”  Mandy nodded.  The voice-over continued, “Well, Slim-Co has got the answer for you!  A revolutionary and powerful new pill that lets you eat as much as you want, and still obtain the body of your dreams!  Simply take 2 pills before you eat, and watch the new you emerge!  Available now for a special introductory price of $19.99!  Order now, and we’ll double your order for free!  Call the number and change your life today!”  Without even thinking, she had pulled out her credit card and started dialing.

 

 

Four to six weeks later, Mandy answered a knock on her door to find a small box had been delivered.  Opening it, she found two small boxes containing smaller pill containers, each holding 60 pills.  She stared at the bottles for a minute before the realization hit her that she had, in fact, ordered them.   “Why did I waste money on this crap?” she thought to herself.  “It’s not going to work, nothing ever does.   And besides, I’m not that fat, am I?”

 

 

She walked over to the bathroom mirror and stared at her reflection.  Taking turns looking at the bottle, then herself, she had to admit that she was, in fact, that fat.   The last time she had weighed herself, the scale read 260 lbs, and that was more than 3 months ago.  All of that weight compacted onto her 5’6” body meant that ‘pudgy’ would be the nicest way to describe how her fat rolls hung over her stomach and sides.  Her unkempt, greasy dirty-blonde hair hung limply from her head.  Her simple outfit of a t-shirt and shorts did nothing to hide how overweight she was.  In short, she was a mess.

 

 

The stark reality of her situation in life hit her like a ton of bricks, and she ran into the kitchen to do what she always did when she was sad or depressed: eat.  She cooked up two packages worth of pizza rolls and pulled several pre-packaged brownies out of the pantry when she remembered the diet pills she had ordered.  She glanced over the simple instructions, thinking, “Well, it says take two before eating, and I’ve already bought the damn things anyway, so why not?”  With that thought, she popped two pills in her mouth, washed them down with a generous amount of soda, and polished off her snack of comfort foods.

 

 

Mandy had to admit that the pills did seem to have an effect.  Strangely enough, she wasn’t very full after eating all that junk food.  In fact, she was hungrier than before.  “Huh, maybe you really can eat whatever you want!” she thought, excitedly.  The idea of being able to eat all the ice cream she wanted to without feeling the least bit guilty made her happier than she cared to admit.  She grabbed a half-full gallon tub of Rocky Road from the freezer and pulled out the largest spoon she had, but stopped herself before taking a bite.  “The instructions did say to take 2 before eating, so better be sure,” she thought, popping another 2 pills in her mouth before finishing off the tub.

 

 

The next morning, Mandy awoke to find herself feeling an unusual combination of both energetic and hungry.  She bounded into the shower, exciting to start the day.  Looking herself over in the mirror, she couldn’t see any obvious changes, but reasoned it away as being just the first day of the new diet.  She quickly got dressed and grabbed a ‘small’ breakfast of three protein bars, 20 oz soda, and a couple of cookies before pocketing a bottle of pills and heading off to her job at the local used bookstore.

 

 

Having cleaned and sorted the entire Historical Fiction section, she moved onto the Children’s.  That morning’s breakfast did nothing to sate her appetite, but Mandy still found herself filled with seemingly limitless energy.  “Well, even if all I end up doing is burning off calories like this, I’ll still end up losing weight,” she thought, as she dusted several shelves.   Her co-worker Shannon asked her what had gotten into her, but Mandy wasn’t ready to talk about how she was desperate enough to take diet pills and just played it off as if she was just in a good mood.

 

 

Lunchtime couldn’t come fast enough, and she ended up ordering nearly double what she would normally eat.  2 bacon double-cheeseburgers, extra-large soda, and jumbo-sized fries later, and she was still ravenous.  The pills definitely lived up to at least one promise: she was definitely eating whatever she wanted.   She ordered a third double-cheeseburger and a slice of chocolate cake to go, and when she arrived, Shannon asked if that was all she was going to eat.  Without thinking, she mentioned the food that she had already eaten, and Shannon turned up her nose in disgust at the thought of eating that much.

 

 

Mandy knew that Shannon wasn’t really her friend, merely a co-worker, but it still hurt to be looked at as if she was a horrible blob monster.  “Shannon doesn’t know what it’s like!  Little miss-perfect.  ‘Ooh, my rich parents made me get a job, so I got the easiest job I could find.  I wonder if I’ll ever find a man as perfect as I am so I can have perfect children!  Oops, better not work too hard or else I might break a nail!’” she said to herself, as she straightened up the Science Fiction section.

 

 

Closing time, and with it, dinner, couldn’t come soon enough for Mandy.  The light snacks she ate, even without taking the pills, were doing nothing to satisfy her hunger.  Once 7 o’clock rolled around, she practically raced towards her car and sped off in the direction of the nearest buffet.

 

 

At 10:00 PM, the restaurant’s management had to gently but firmly insist that she leave, as it closing time.  As she drove home, she kept wondering what had happened to the time.  She remembered going to the buffet and popping 2 pills, but everything after that was a complete blur.   At least she felt full for once, but how much did she have to eat to accomplish that?

 

 

Mandy awoke the next morning, again feeling famished but still bursting with energy.  After her morning shower, she changed into her clothes, but something felt wrong.   She ran over to the mirror and saw that her pants were loose for the first time since she could remember!  She excitedly ran into her closet, searching long and hard before she finally found her long-unused belt.  The idea of having to use a belt to keep her shorts on was such a simple, yet profound, statement as to how well the new diet plan was working.  She grabbed another handful or two of pre-packaged, high-calorie breakfast food before running to her car, eager to start another day of work.

 

 

Mandy’s cheerful announcement to Shannon that she now had to wear a belt was met with sarcastic applause, but she accepted it as if it were genuine.  Other than that, the day passed in much the same manner as the previous one did.  Mandy spent most of her day cleaning and tidying up, while Shannon sat behind the counter, bored out of her mind.  She spent the entire day looking forward to lunch, and again found that she couldn’t seem to get full no matter how much she ate.  Once her lunch break was over, she couldn’t wait for it to be closing time so she could go to another buffet and feel full again.

 

 

That night, Mandy found herself unable to sleep.   She got up and looked in the mirror, anxious to see if any other changes might have become visible.  Her stomach seemed smaller and the fat folds less noticeable, but in the dim light she couldn’t be sure.  It was also the first time in 3 months that she wished she hadn’t thrown away her scale.  Still, she was satisfied enough with her results so far, and she drifted off to sleep peacefully.

 

 

The first thing she did when she woke up was to head into the bathroom and look in the mirror.  She was again noticeably smaller in the waist.  Mandy was ecstatic.  Not in her wildest dreams did she expect to lose 2 sizes in 2 days.  After her shower, she got dressed and noticed something different with her clothes.   Her shorts were looser, which was a definite plus, but her top felt strangely tight.  She threw the shirt on anyway and looked herself over in the mirror.   It didn’t look any different in the mirror, so Mandy just figured that her body felt out-of-whack due to the sudden and extreme changes she was experiencing.

 

 

While much of the same events happened as the previous two, Mandy did notice that something was wrong with Shannon.  She seemed less loud and obnoxious, and more subdued and quiet.  Concerned that something might be going on in her personal life, Mandy asked several times if everything was alright, but every time that Mandy pressed her on it, she’d either change the subject or walk away.

 

 

After another hyper-active day of cleaning, stocking, and over-eating at lunch, Mandy had almost forgotten that she had the next two days off.  As the two of them closed and locked the store, Mandy energetically waved at Shannon and shouted, “Bye!  I’ll see you on Friday!” but she only replied with a half-hearted wave and confused look.   As Mandy watched Shannon drive off, she could only hope that she’d be alright, alone in the store for the next two days.

 

 

As another buffet forced her out the door at closing time, she began to grow concerned.   Every time she ate at one, she seemed to blackout and not remember anything, yet she clearly had been eating something.  “Maybe I’m just that hungry after a full day of running around,” she thought, trying to reason away the missing time.   But the thought of her upcoming ‘weekend’, despite it falling in the middle of the week, made her happier than she expected.   “I finally have a reason to shop for new clothes!”

 

 

Friday came around, and Shannon arrived to open the store, which was unusual because whenever Mandy worked, she was usually there at least 10 minutes early.  As she turned on the lights and register, she wondered if Mandy had forgotten (or chose to forget) that she had to work today.  She had just started a cup of coffee brewing when the door chime rang, alerting her to a customer.   She slowly made her way to the door to greet them, but what she saw made her heart skip a beat.

 

 

The woman was massive, over 7 and a half feet tall.  Fiery red hair cascaded in waves from her beautiful face.  Green eyes that almost radiated their own light stared down at her and seemed to peer into her soul.  Ruby lips glittered with moisture and just begged to be kissed.  Shannon had a hard time tearing her eyes away from the perfection of the woman’s face, but as she saw the rest of her body, she doubted that she’d ever look at anyone, man or woman, the same way again.

 

 

The tall woman’s breasts were huge, the size of basketballs, and the too-small red t-shirt that she wore hid nothing, from the way that the air-conditioned room made her nipples react to the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra.  The shirt ended just below the breasts, leaving an incredible amount of smooth, flat stomach exposed.  Her blue shorts, however, were paradoxically both too big and too small.   The waist was held on by a belt that was cinched almost as tight as it could go, while the woman’s legs were so long that they looked more like Daisy-Dukes than ordinary shorts.  Shannon also noticed that she wasn’t even wearing any heels to accentuate her height, merely open-toed sandals.

 

 

It took her a minute to realize that someone was calling her name, and she looked up to find the Amazon snapping her fingers and saying “Shannon” over and over again in a melodic voice.  When Shannon’s eyes met the tall woman’s, she spoke, “Finally!  I’ve been standing here forever!  I wanted to show you something. Look!  I have to pull the belt almost to the last notch!   Isn’t that great?”  Shannon could only weakly mutter, “Umm, yeah. Great.  Wait, do I know you?”

 

 

The giant giggled, an action that sent her barely-confined breasts bouncing up and down in a distracting display.  “Hello, I haven’t lost that much weight!”  Seeing Shannon’s confused look, she continued, “It’s me?  Mandy?  Remember me?”  At that, Shannon’s eyes went wide.  “M-M-Mandy?  Is that…  No, it can’t be you!  That’s impossible!”   The tall Mandy laughed again.  “I know, I’ve lost so much weight, it’s amazing!”

 

 

Shannon stared at Mandy in disbelief.   “Mandy, is that why you think I’m staring?”   “Of course!  I’m so thin now I look like a totally different person.”  Shannon shook her head, saying, “Have you looked in the mirror lately?  Your face, your hair, your size…everything is completely wrong!”  Now it was Mandy’s turn to be shocked.  “A-are you jealous?  Is that it?   You are!  You’re jealous that I’m thinner than you!”

 

 

Shannon decided to switch tactics.   “Mandy, I’m not jealous.   Now this might sound weird, but I want you to play along, OK?  Now, how tall are you?”   Mandy thought for a moment before replying “Five foot six, why?”   Shannon ignored the question and continued, “And what color is your hair?”  “Kind of a dark blonde, but I don’t see what…”  Shannon interrupted her and asked, “Last question, what color are your eyes?”    “Brown.   Now what’s all this about?”  Shannon didn’t say a word, but instead reached into her purse and handed Mandy a mirror.

 

 

Shannon watched as whatever mental block was in Mandy’s head shattered as she started seeing the new her for the first time.   She ran her long, slender fingers through her hair and down her body.  She experimentally groped her new breasts, gasping at the sensitivity.  As Mandy explored lower, she suddenly realized how tall she was, shrieking, “Shannon, what happened to me?  I’m huge!  I mean, look at me!”  Shannon gently held Mandy’s hand as she said, “I haven’t stopped looking at you since you walked through the door.”

 

 

Mandy’s hand recoiled upon hearing her statement, and she said, “What?  What the hell are you talking about?”  Shannon sighed and sat on the counter, motioning for Mandy to sit next to her.  When Mandy refused, she started to tell her story anyway.   “You know I come from a pretty well-off family, right?  And you know that I don’t have a boyfriend now.   There’s a reason why I work here, in a crappy little bookstore that gets 2 customers on a good day.  …There’s no other way for me to say this, so I’m just going to say it.   I’m gay.”

 

 

Mandy was surprised enough by Shannon’s confession that she let out a small, audible gasp.   “But, I’ve seen you get picked up from work by guys!   I thought they were your bed-buddies or something.”  “Naw, just some guys who try to get in my pants.  See, when I came out to my parents, they practically disowned me.  So I had no work experience, and didn’t really know how to get a job, so this was one of the few places that would take me.  The money’s shit, the hours are long, but at least I get to live my life the way I want to.  But I’m still mostly broke, so if some guys want to buy me dinner, hey, free food.”

 

 

Mandy rushed over and gave Shannon a big hug.   “I’m so sorry, I had no idea.   I just thought…well, it doesn’t matter what I thought.   I totally misjudged you.”  A sudden thought rushed into Mandy’s head, and she immediately broke the hug and held Mandy back at arm’s length.  “That still doesn’t excuse you for being so mean to me!”

 

 

Shannon sighed again and said, “No, no it doesn’t.  I’m really sorry about some of the things I said.  But when you were…shorter, I’d see you stuffing your face at every waking moment, and it was nasty to watch.  Every day, you always had either a candy bar, or a bag of chips, or something, constantly chewing.  And you’d wonder why you were so fat.”

 

 

She continued, “But then you started losing weight, and I didn’t know what to think.   I saw your hair start to change color, but I figured you were just dying it.  But then, right before you left for your weekend, you grabbed something off the top shelf without the ladder, and I was sure that I was seeing things.  But when I went over there, you weren’t standing on a stool or anything.   You were just that much taller.   What happened to you?”

 

 

Without a word, Mandy pulled out the nearly empty bottle of diet pills and handed them to Shannon, who read the entire label carefully.  “Mandy, did you read what these do?”   “Yeah, they help you lose weight.  The only problem is that you can eat as much as you want, but they still keep you hungry all the time.”   “No, not quite.  Listen to this: ‘Take 2 tablets before every meal to sculpt the body of your dreams.’  Did you dream of being a giant big-titted redhead?”

 

 

Mandy shook her head.  “No!   Well, not exactly.   I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be super-hot, like hotter than super-model hot.”  Shannon said, “You definitely got that!”   Mandy blushed and continued, “And when I was a little girl, I wanted to be big…bigger than my parents, bigger than anybody…and it looks like they combined the two.  But I didn’t want to look like this, I swear!  I mean, I haven’t thought about being big like this since I was six!”

 

 

Shannon re-read the label.  “But did you dream it?”  Mandy thought for a moment before replying, “I don’t know.  I don’t remember my dreams.”   Shannon hopped off the counter and tossed the bottle back at Mandy, saying, “I bet you still do.  Deep down, you like being big.  The idea of everyone having to look up at you, being the center of attention everywhere, an irresistible force, an unstoppable beauty…”  With every phrase, she stepped closer to Mandy, and she could see that Mandy was becoming increasingly aroused the more she thought about it, until Shannon was standing directly in front of Mandy’s incredible breasts.

 

 

“Mandy, if I don’t do this now, I’m going to regret it forever.”   “Do what…?!”  Her question was cut off by Shannon jumping onto her, gripping her tightly with her legs, and planting a deep, sensual kiss.  It only lasted for a minute or two, but for the two women, it seemed like forever.  When at last they stopped, Mandy looked deep into Shannon’s eyes, and saw a passion burning that she had never seen or even heard of.  With her powerful arms, she gently pulled Shannon off of her and set her down on the ground.

 

 

Mandy wanted to tell her that it would never work out between them, that as good as kissing her made her feel, she just didn’t swing that way, but a little spark of desire said otherwise.  It wasn’t very strong, but it was undeniably there.   Instead, she thought of a brilliant plan.   She started to rush out the door, leaving Shannon looking lost and heartbroken.   As she jumped in her car, she called out, “Hey, can you watch the store by yourself for a while?  I…I gotta’ take care of something, but I’ll be back before closing!”  Shannon nodded, wiping a tear from her eye.

 

 

Hours passed, and at half an hour before closing time Shannon was still sitting on the counter and crying.   She had met the most perfect woman in the world, and had chased her off, probably forever.  “Why?” she asked herself, “Why did I have to be so forward?  Is she even bi?  I have no idea!  She’s probably freaked out by me and I’ll never see her again!”

 

 

Her thoughts were interrupted by a car honking outside the store.   She looked up to see Mandy’s car!  She came back!  She was overjoyed, but as she waited for her to get out of the car, she realized that something was wrong.   The car was rocking back and forth and the door was open, but nothing was happening.   Finally, with a tremendous yell, Mandy pulled herself free from the confines of her car.

 

 

When she stood up to her full size, Shannon’s mouth dropped.   When she left this morning, she was 7’6”.  Now she was at least 9’, if not even bigger.   No wonder she had trouble fitting in the car.  The enormous woman ducked to fit through the shop’s doorway, then, once inside, threw her arms open and shouted, “Ta da!”

 

 

Shannon was speechless.   She eventually managed to stammer out, “W-what happened to you?”   The enormous redhead laughed, sending waves rippling through her beach ball-sized breasts.  Mandy got down on one knee to talk to Shannon face-to face and said, “Well, the thing of it is, I’m not a lesbian.”  Shannon’s face dropped and she looked like she was going to start crying.   Mandy quickly continued, “At least, I wasn’t.   But I did feel a little something when we kissed, and I still had some pills left, so I went to the nearest all-you-can-eat buffet, dropped a couple pills, and ate everything that wasn’t nailed down.   And now that I know how they worked, I was able to make some more…specific changes.”

 

 

Mandy stood up and turned around slowly, giving Shannon a good look at everything.   Her hair was now tied in a simple pony-tail that reached all the way down to her knees, and the red color was even brighter, and seemed to glow under the fluorescent lighting in the store.  Her breasts were incredible.   They had outgrown “huge” and moved into “impossibly magnificent,” and stayed remarkably firm despite a total absence of a bra.  Her arms and legs now had a slight definition to them, nothing large or even distracting, but merely gaining some shapeliness.  Somehow, despite growing another 18 inches taller and gaining at least 4 cup sizes, her t-shirt was intact.   In fact, it looked like it was fitting better than it had this morning.   Similarly, her shorts had gone from being tiny Daisy-Dukes to merely short-shorts.

 

 

She got back down on one knee and asked, “So…do you like it?”   Shannon once again pounced on Mandy and planted a passionate kiss on her lips, only this time Mandy responded with tongue, and soon the two of the were rolling around on the floor, not caring what shelves they knocked over in the heat of their passion.

 

 

Two hours later, the sweating, exhausted couple lay on the ground, recovering from their vigorous lovemaking.  Shannon spoke first, saying, “I still can’t believe that you made yourself into a lesbian for me.”  “I told you, I’m not a lesbian, I’m bi.  And like I said, even before this, there was something between us when we kissed.  I just brought that up to the surface.”

 

 

Shannon kissed Mandy again, then lay on top of the larger woman, head nestled gently between her breasts.  Mandy giggled, the vibrations tickling Shannon.  “You know, we can’t stay like this forever.   We’ve still got to close the store!”  Shannon responded by groping one of Mandy’s oversized breasts.  “Oh, good.  I thought you meant that we couldn’t stay like this.   I mean, you being so big and all.  I really like it.”

 

 

Mandy ran one of her large hands across Shannon’s naked body.  “You know, I’ve still got another bottle of pills.   They were a 2-for-1 sale.”   Shannon flipped over, so that her stomach was resting on Mandy’s.  “You mean it?  You’ve got a whole other bottle?”   “Yeah.  Tomorrow, do you want to see if dreams really do come true?”  Shannon sat up, looked into her lover’s eyes, and said, “They already have.”

 

 

That night, the store didn’t close until well after midnight.