Chapter 6 - Pop Goes The Button

Sadie felt cold. The realization of what just happened was a mix of horror and arousal. She had been about to say something when it had happened - the buttons had popped off her jeans.

Over the past 6 weeks, she’d done everything she could to pig out. She was up to 6 bags of chips a day, one per period other than track, as well as 3 cans of soda. Once a week, she’d have most of a pizza (give or take Trevor’s portion). She’d even swapped out her healthy salad lunches for greasier school options, like pasta and burgers. It wasn’t quality, but it was definitely fattening.

And so, slowly but surely, Sadie had been gaining weight. It wasn’t like those weeks over Christmas break, but it was something. As of the previous week, she’d broken her first milestone when she weighed in at 120.5 pounds. A total of over 10 pounds in two months.

And yet it looked like more. With all the junk she was eating, Sadie had acquired bloating in addition to the fat. She’d also broken out a little, but make up hid that perfectly well. But, when looking at her body, it was unmistakable.

Sure, she was still very small, but the changes were clear. First and foremost, Sadie now had a little pot belly, with tiny love handles on the side. That’s where the brunt of the weight had gone, with the rest headed to her boobs, which looked like they were a few weeks away from sizing up. And yet, with her army of sweatshirts, she’d been able to hide it from the world.

Sure, Sadie was worried about public opinion, especially her parents’, but there was no mistake;she loved it. It was only the beginning, but her body was showing signs of the girth she’d always craved. And as she lay in bed at night, she’d squeeze her new belly fat and masturbate her way to unconsciousness.

That morning, her leggings had dug into her belly something fierce. So, Sadie decided on jeans for the first time in a couple months. They were her favorite pair and made her ass, which had so far gone unchanged, look amazing. So, she was a little sad (but thrilled!) when she found she had to suck in her new belly in order to get them buttoned. But at least they fit.

Throughout the day, however, as Sadie consumed her way through her routine, her belly expanded, and her jeans grew tighter and tighter. By the time she sat down across from Trevor, they might as well have been cutting off circulation. But she never thought they’d give up on her…

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There was silence for a moment at the table. Sadie hoped she could pass the sound of her button flying away as anything other than what it was. And the chances were exquisitely low that Trevor simply hadn’t heard anything.

Not sure what to say, and equipped with the social graces of an 18 year old new to this sort of thing, Sadie went with, “Excuse me a moment”, stood up, and went to the bathroom. Inside a stall, she lifted her hoodie to expose her free belly, having truly conquered its buttoned oppressor.

You don’t eat junk for 2 months, gain 10 pounds, and not expect stuff like this to happen. But this wasn’t a sexual feedee fantasy, this was reality, and it took Sadie a moment to cope. The words, “oh my god, oh my god, oh my god”, ran through her mortified mind. She couldn’t believe that happened in front of Trevor. How could she ever face him again?

The next thing she knew, she had left the bathroom, stormed through the restaurant, and was back in her car. Her head was in her hands, tears escaping against her will, when there was a knock on the window. “Are you alright?”, came Trevor’s voice. “Yeah”, replied Sadie in a small voice. “Can I come in next to you”, he asked.

Without looking up, Sadie used one hand to unlock the car. She heard the passenger door, then close. Trevor was now sitting beside her. He sat in silence for a few moments before asking, “Do you wanna talk about it?”

A few more moments passed before Sadie replied. “Not really”, she said, but then continued, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have ran off like that.”

“You have nothing to apologize for”, came Trevor’s immediate reply. “It can happen to anyone. You’re fine”. His hand lightly brushed hers, an unobtrusive comforting gesture. She found it made her feel better. She looked up, finally, and smiled weakly, “I guess that happens to all the math partners you have pizza with, huh?”

Trevor laughed. “Each and every one of them, I promise you”. Sadie laughed too. Then, Trevor continued, with an air of someone forcing themselves to sound casual. “But, like you were saying, maybe we don’t have to have pizza anymore. What else could we have?”

Sadie thought about it. “Maybe Chinese?”, she asked. Trevor appeared to be mulling it over, when he replied, “Sure! I know a great place…”, he paused, “But they only do dinner. I’ll try to find us a place open after school, but in the meantime, would you like to go there with me sometime?”

“Trevor…”, she said with a smile, “if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were asking me out right after hearing my jeans button pop across your workplace”.

He grinned, and replied, “Now that you mention it, yeah, yeah I am.”