===<Sally Acorn: The Storyography>===============================
Sally - Beautiful, naughty and VERY sneaky. Where did it all begin? Sally honestly does not know... So where do we begin? Well, she does recall one of her earliest moments...
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I was 6 at the time. I had suddenly awoken in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. Being bored, I got out of bed and began to wander around the castle. I knew I had to be quiet, for else if daddy found me out of bed I would be in trouble. Sneaking around, all was quiet as everyone was asleep. I eventually found myself in the kitchen. I felt this room was far away enough from the sleeping rooms that I would be able to turn the light on without waking anyone, so I flicked on the light. For some reason, the kitchen just looked sooo much bigger at night. As I gazed around, I happened to notice some soda way up high, all the way on top of the cubboards.
"Oh..., So *thats* where daddy hides the soda!" I thought to myself.
Food, drinks and snacks were always rationed to us kids in the Acorn abode, something that annoyed me at times. I gazed up to the top of the cubboard.
"So high..." I thought to myself.
Somehow or another, the ideal of using the drawers as steps came to my mind. I managed to climb up to the counter, and was able to reach the bottle of soda. Being as quiet as I can, I slowly opened it and took a sip. I will never forget that first sip. For some reason, it tasted so different... So good. I was not sure why, but there was something about it I really was liking. Perhaps because I knew it was naughty. I took another deeper, longer sip.
"oHHH... It just tastes soooo yummy!" I thought to myself.
I then suddently felt a rush of excitement like I never felt before. Kinda of like waking up on xmas, but better. I took another sip, this time a bit more gentle. I could not figure out what this amazing feeling was, but I wanted more! I slowly tilted my head back and the bottle up, and let one gentle sip go down, and slowly then another. I stood there mesmorised, and continued to take sip after sip. I could feel meself getting a bit full. It felt so good. But then I suddenly stopped.
"What is this feeling now?" I asked myself...
"I'm not super full, but certainly am pretty full. Its wierd... but I REALLY like it!" I thought to myself.
With that, I carefully closed the bottle, put it back up, and snuck back to bed. I slept very well that night. It was not unitl I was much older of course that I had learned that feeling I felt that night - it was that of being satiated, a point where you are not super full, but beyond regular full.
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That night... was only the start of it all. It was not much later that through one way or another, Sally had realised it was not just soda that made that great feeling... eating a lot could too. She also remembers the day a realisation came to her.
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One Saturday morning, whilst I was playing alone in my playroom, I had one of those kind of ureka moments... I never knew why, but ever since I can remember, when I saw a fat person it would interupt my mindthought of whatever I was doing at the moment. It captured my young imagination for some reason. Sitting there gazing out the window and thinking, it was right then and there I suddenly made the mental link between eating a lot, fat and that wonderful feeling. The more I thought about it, the more the thought of being fat appealed to me.
"I'll try getting fat starting right now!!" I thought to myself.
That was a life changing moment for me. That day was also the first time I purposly ate again even though I had just finished breakfast not too much earlier. I made my way to the kitchen and was quite happy to see no one was there. Everyone was too busy going about the morning's business, though the grown ups being super busy was normal. I was not sure what I would try. As I opened the big fridge door, the first thing that caught my eye was the big platter of chocolate ice-cream cake. It was left-overs from one of daddy's celebrations. I never knew why daddy always had so many celebrations, or who a lot of the people that came over were, but I never questioned daddy about them. I did know left over cake usually never got much attention and felt pretty safe no one would notice some missing! At least I hoped so. I was a bit nervous, but went for it anyways! It was so yummy. Knowing it was naughty just seemed to make it taste soooo much yummier. I quickly realised though that this was not as easy as I thought, as I felt pretty full quite fast.
"Hmm, I wonder how they really do it, how they get so fat?!!" I asked myself.
I was still happy though, I managed to finish two slices and my belly felt good.
"That was an extra big snack then I would not have normally gotten! It has got to be at least some help to start getting me fat!" I thought to myself.
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As time passed, sneaking into the fridge and pantry became quite regular, especially when no one was around or in the middle of the night. Sally was fortunent that her father had so many people over all the time and business to deal with. It made her sneak impacts unnoticable. Sally had also accidently discovered some books at the local library... and had learned a lot about what foods and drink were best to help her get fat. She also discovered ideals, terminology, and read stories about other people doing the same, which really surprised her but made her happy!
Sally found out over time she was actually being able to eat more and more at a time. It had been 4 months since that Saturday morning... Once again Sally was in her playroom on a quiet Sunday afternoon by herself.
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It was a beautiful, calm and peaceful Sunday morning. I looked down at my belly, and felt a strong wave of excitement and satisfaction in my chest.
"Ohh! My belly's actually growing!"
I grined as I gently poked at the slight bulge in my dress. It was hardly noticable. I pulled my dress up above my panties so I could see my bare belly.
"I can't wait to get even fatter! Just seems like it hardly grows...Time to oink even more!" I thought.
Oink was my new favourite word. I absolutely fell in love with the ideal of playing as a piggy.
"I'll be the goodest piggy..." I told myself.
Right then, I made a promise to myself that I was going to oink as much and often as I could.
I pulled my dress back down.
"And it starts now... gotta oink as much as I can!"
As I make my way to the kitchen, I could feel a deep pulsating sensation start coming in my chest. So much excitement, this feeling, it is hard to explain. There was no cake this time... but I saw a tub of whipped cream. I popped the lid and stirred a spoon in it.
"Ohh...That is so soft... almost wonder if I could drink it... I think I will try!"
I slowly brought the tub to my lips and tilted my head back. I could feel the sensations in my chest really going now. The closer I got to starting, the stronger they got. The more I thought about what I was about to do, the stronger they became.
"Ohh! I'm about to do something so piggy! I just want these nummies in my belly so fast now!". I almost couldn't help myself, and took a deep suck almost spontaneously. I felt my mouth fill with the cream, it was so yummy! With another strong sensation pulse, I took a deep swallow. I could feel the big blob of cream I sucked in, sliding down my throat and into my belly.
"Oh my, that was soooo amazing!" I thought.
I quickly took another deep suck, and almost immediatly a deep swallow. The sensations were so strong in my chest.
"Oinky oink time!!" I whispered to myself.
With that, I no longer could control myself. I began taking deep sucks and swallowing faster and faster. It almost sounded like a vaccum sucking water at a few points. Before I knew it, I had oinked the whole tub down.
"Woah, that was absolutely wonderful! Wish I had more! So yummy, fattening, easy and quick to oink!" I thought as I rubbed my belly.
I was so proud of myself as I patted my belly.
"Mmm, thats right, that's a good piggy princess oinker!" I said to myself quietly as I gave my belly a gentle slap!
I finished that oinking session with some chocolate milk. My belly felt wonderful, and I was ready for a nap.I also had learned napping would help to. I went back to my playroom and fell fast asleep.
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To be continued perhaps?
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