Lacy was a sweet seven-year-old girl who loved to play her friends. She was a very good runner and always won at freeze tag when she played it at school. Because she was so good at running, she was in very good shape, with a slim body and trim muscles you could see in her legs. She felt like she could run for hours! 

 

Lacy had a mommy and a daddy who she loved very much. They drove her to all her sports games and signed her up for gymnastics classes. They made sure she always ate healthy meals and didn’t spend too much time on her phone or watching TV. She was their only child, and they always said she was their pride and joy. 

 

She also had an uncle named Dan who she loved very much. He came over to see them often, and sometimes he would babysit her when her mom and dad had to go away for business. Lacy liked spending time with Uncle Dan. He was always very nice to her, and he let her do things mom and dad didn’t, like giving her candy and cookies and letting her stay up late to watch TV or play video games. Lacy had a big sweet tooth, and Uncle Dan always had so many desserts at his house. 

 

One day, something very sad happened. Lacy’s mommy and daddy left her at Uncle Dan’s house while they went on a business trip, and right in the middle of dinner, Uncle Dan got a phone call. He went in the other room, and came back a long time later, crying. Uncle Dan told Lacy her mommy and daddy had been in a very bad accident. They wouldn’t be coming home again. 

 

Lacy was very sad. She missed her mommy and daddy. She didn’t feel like running anymore. She didn’t want to play games, or even see her friends. She didn’t even want to go to school. Uncle Dan said he would take care of her, and she would be staying with him from then on. 

 

Uncle Dan started giving her more treats to make her feel better. It helped a little, and nothing else did, so Lacy started spending a lot of time sitting around at Uncle Dan’s house eating cookies, cake, candies, and other sweets. She wasn’t running anymore, and she was eating so many desserts that it didn’t take long for her figure to change. She wasn’t so skinny anymore. Her muscles were hidden, and her legs jiggled a bit when she walked. Her tummy used to be flat as a board, but now it was starting to get round and poke out the bottom of her shirts. 

After Lacy had been staying with Uncle Dan for a few months, he took her to the doctor’s office for a checkup. The doctor was surprised how much Lacy had changed since the last time he saw her. He said she was something called “obese,” now that she was 3’10” tall and 96 pounds. Just four months ago she had been only 51 pounds and just an inch shorter, so she had put on a lot of weight very fast. The doctor said this was a bad thing and told Uncle Dan to make sure she had a better diet and more exercise. 

 

After they left the doctor’s office, Uncle Dan told Lacy he knew she didn’t want to stop eating so many sweets and didn’t want to run anymore, and he said he wasn’t going to make her do it. In fact, he said she could have all the desserts she wanted. Lacy liked that. She asked if they could get ice cream on the way home, and Uncle Dan bought her a whole carton all for herself. 

 

Lacy ignored the doctor and started eating more desserts than ever before. Uncle Dan brought her anything she wanted and kept the pantry full all the time, so she never had to go without. She spent most of her day eating junk food and lying on the couch. It felt very nice. 

 

A month after the doctor’s office, Lacy was getting very plump. Her thighs touched all the way to her knees and wobbled every time she walked. Her butt was growing really big and round, and sometimes her leggings rode down to show it off. Her panties were tight on her and sometimes got pulled into her buttcrack. Her tummy was so round now it hung down over her panties, so much that you couldn’t even see she was wearing them from the front. Her little pink Hello Kitty shirt could only cover half her tummy now, so most of it hung out into her lap. She was starting to grow round, flabby breasts that stretched her shirt really tight. Uncle Dan promised to buy her new clothes, but he kept forgetting to do it. 

 

Uncle Dan had Lacy step onto his bathroom scale one day. It said she was 141 pounds now. She had eaten so much junk food in the past month she had gained 45 pounds. Lacy remembered what the doctor said and asked Uncle Dan if she should be worried about it. Uncle Dan said no, and he gave her some pills to take. He said they would help keep her healthy. 

 

Lacy trusted Uncle Dan and took the pills. They didn’t make her feel any less lazy, and they didn’t make her get out of breath any less often when she moved around. The only thing that changed is Lacy felt a lot hungrier for sweets. 

 

Lacy now spent all day sitting on the couch eating. Uncle Dan brought her whole plates of cookies, whole boxes of donuts, sometimes even whole cakes and pies. Lacy ate them all and her tummy still wanted more. Lacy ate from morning to night every day, only getting up from the couch to go to the bathroom. 

 

A month later, Lacy waddled onto the scale again. She couldn’t see past her hug tummy and big growing boobies, so Uncle Dan had to read the number for her. He said she was 237 pounds now: 96 pounds heavier than last month. Lacy was surprised she was so much heavier. Wasn’t 96 pounds what her whole body weighed just a couple months ago? She was getting worried, but Uncle Dan said it would be okay. He told her she should start taking three pills every day instead of one, so she did. 

 

Lacy was growing very big now. Her tummy stuck out so far she couldn’t even reach her bellybutton, and it hung all the way to her knees. Her butt was so big it hung over the sides of most of their chairs. Her arms were so thick they almost split the sleeves of her t-shirts, which were barely able to hold her big swelling boobies in. Her tummy was completely exposed. 

 

Walking was getting really hard for Lacy, so she barely did it at all anymore. Sometimes she didn’t even bother to get out of bed and just lay there all day eating. Sometimes she would spend the night sleeping on the couch because she was too lazy to get up. She always woke up so hungry, especially after she took her pills. 

 

Lacy ate and ate and ate. Uncle Dan could barely keep up with her. It wasn’t enough to eat a dozen donuts at a time; now she needed at least four dozen. She would eat three cakes at a time and still want more. Whole trays of cookies and brownies weren’t enough to satisfy her. She stuffed herself until she couldn’t breathe, and kept eating more and more. 

 

Sometimes Lacy would get so hungry her tummy would hurt, and she got upset because she couldn’t eat fast enough to make it stop hurting. When that happened, Uncle Dan would mix up a big milkshake and pour it into a funnel on the end of a tube that Lacy would suck on. The shake was thick and creamy and filled Lacy’s tummy nice and fast. She really liked the shakes. 

 

Before the month was up, Lacy started having problems. She couldn’t fit into clothes anymore, even when Uncle Dan bought the biggest sizes he could find. Even grown-up clothes couldn’t fit her, so Uncle Dan told her it would be best for her to stop wearing them. Lacy was embarrassed at first to be naked in front of her uncle, but she never left the house anymore so no one else could see, and he was family after all. It did feel nice not being trapped in uncomfortable clothes all the time, and it gave her tummy room to stretch for all the food she was putting into it. 

 

Another problem was that Lacy couldn’t walk anymore. She was too heavy, and her legs were so thick she couldn’t move them properly anyway. Uncle Dan decided she should stop walking entirely and asked her to pick her bed or the couch to stay on. She picked the couch because it was closer to the kitchen and Uncle Dan could bring her food faster. So Lacy used the last of her strength and Uncle Dan’s help to waddle to the couch and sit down, never to get up again. He got a bedpan for her to go to the bathroom in, and started washing her with cloths instead of giving her a bath. 

 

One day, Uncle Dan brought in a big, heavy scale and put it in front of the couch. He helped her onto it, and the number said 531 pounds. She had more than doubled her weight in the past month, and was now fatter than most fat adults. Uncle Dan said she was probably the fattest girl her age in history. Lacy didn’t know if she liked that, but she was so hungry she couldn’t even think about it for very long. She begged Uncle Dan to let her sit back down and eat, so he did. He increased her dosage to six pills a day, and brought her a huge feast. 

 

Lacy was now so fat her belly touched the floor when she stood. Her boobs were big, flabby slabs that hung off either side of her gut, with her puffy nipples hanging past where her chubby fingers could reach. Her big double chin wrapped all the way around her neck now, making it hard to turn her head. Her butt filled almost half the couch, and she had four thick side rolls draping off of her. 

 

She was now so hungry that she couldn’t stop eating for even a minute. Uncle Dan crammed food into her mouth as fast as he could, since her arms were getting too heavy to lift. She ate dozens of cakes, hundreds of donuts, thousands of cookies every single day, and it didn’t satisfy her. She relied more and more on the milkshakes he would feed her. Food all by itself just wasn’t enough anymore. 

 

She was growing so fast now that she could feel her skin stretching. Lacy constantly moaned out of discomfort for feeling so full but also desperate hunger for more. She spilled over the edges of the couch, feeling it crack under her weight. 

 

The next time Lacy was weighed, the scale said 1,214 pounds. She was one of the heaviest people who ever lived, gaining more than twenty pounds a day. She completely filled the couch, overflowing both sides. Her belly fell to the floor and rolled in front of it almost four feet, while her massive tits hung nearly as far as her long-buried toes. She couldn’t move any part of her body now: her tiny little 7-year-old skeleton was buried under more than half a ton of blubber, weighing more than 24 times what a girl her age should weigh. 

 

Uncle Dan didn’t bother to feed her real food anymore. Only the shakes were enough to satisfy her hunger, so he fed them to her constantly. When he increased her dosage to fifteen pills a day, her appetite grew so powerful that she couldn’t swallow fast enough even with the feeding tube. Uncle Dan bult a special pump that could force the shake down her throat faster than she could swallow without help. Lacy didn’t even have to swallow now, so she could even eat in her sleep. Dan brought in a big 100-gallon tank filled with shake and hooked it up to the feeding pump. He refilled it for her six times a day. 

 

A month later, a very special occasion arrived: Lacy’s 8th birthday! Uncle Dan celebrated by bringing in eight huge wedding cakes, each eight-layers high. She couldn’t stop her tube feedings long enough to eat them, obviously, so he ground up the cakes and mixed them in with the shakes she was already chugging. 

 

Lacy tasted the difference, but didn’t really notice anything else. She could barely see the cakes when Uncle Dan brought them in, since the fat of her face had squeezed her eyes almost shut. Her head was half-buried in her neck and shoulder fat, and would likely be completely covered soon. Her ass spread from wall to wall and rose up two feet higher than her head, while her belly was now pressing against both the far wall and the ceiling. It was impossible to weigh her now, but Uncle Dan was pretty sure she was well over two tons, possibly three. They’d need to make some changes to the house soon, especially now that he’d increased her dosage to fifty pills a day, mixed in with her weight gain shakes. 
 
Lacy wasn’t concerned about it anymore. She was barely conscious of anything now. Thoughts about running or playing or seeing her friends or even her parents had been completely erased from her mind. Her ravaging hunger had wiped her mind clean. She now only had room for one thought in her head, and it played on repeat endlessly: 

“More.”