Carnival

By

Portly Robust

This is a true account of actual events.

You have to be very careful at carnivals. The carnies will cheat you and lye to you all in an attempt to get your money. What happened to me is just but one of the things that can happen their.

When I was 14 I went to the carnival with my parents and my two other sisters. We had a great time riding all the rides and playing some of the games their. Dinnertime came around and we all went to get some corn dogs and soda. I saw a booth by the eatery and a man selling what looked like little bottles of some kind of potion. I told my Mom that I would be right back and went to see what it really was.

The man at this shabby table was pitching his wonder cure-all pills. They would cure anything from headaches to rheumatism. I stood by shaking my head constantly. He noticed me their looking at him in disbelief and soon he was talking only to me. Trying to convince me to part with my hard earned cash. He said to me, "If you don't believe me, then why not ask some one who has tried it and uses it regularly." "Sure." I said sarcastically, "Some one like your partner I'll bet..." "No. It's your sister, Peggy I am referring to." I couldn't believe my ears. Peggy? Now this I have to see!

The man got up from behind the table and I followed him into a small trailer behind the scenes of the carnival. Now I know that I shouldn't have gone, but then all I wanted to see was my sister Peggy using some dumb thing to cure something she thought she had but didn't. Inside the trailer was messy and drab smelling of the old man. I asked him where my sister was and he said that she would be here soon and while I waited I could have a soda if I liked. I accepted his offer and sucked on the can of soda for a minute or two before I demanded to see Peggy. "Well, before you see her again you are going to have to swallow this pill and then you can go." I wasn't about to swallow anything much less his dumb cure-all pill, and told him so. "You will. Oh yes. You will. If you don't swallow it willingly, I will force it down your throat. But one way or another, you will swallow it."

I knew then I was in trouble and tried to rush out of the trailer. He barred the door with himself and held his hand out with the pill in his palm. I knocked it out of his hand and ran to the other side of the small trailer. He approached me slowly holding another pill saying, "Take it." Closer and closer he came looking as though he may hurt me if I didn't comply. I grabbed the pill out of his hand and quickly swallowed it knowing that their was nothing going to happen as it was just some dumb gimmick to try and get peoples money.

It was a rather large pill and lodged half way down my throat. I clenched my throat and cried out for water. "Water. Please, water. It's stuck in my throat." He walked over to the sink and that is when I made my escape out the door. I ran over to the place where my parents were still waiting for me to return and out of breath I asked for a drink of their soda. I drank almost all of it and apologized for the length of time I had been gone. I began to explain about the old man when I felt something inside of my stomach expanding.

My stomach filled quickly and I tried to belch or through up as it did, but I was unable to do either. My stomach became so full I could hardly stand the pressure. I was a hearty girl with a little more meat on her bones than most my age. At 5' 7" tall and weighing 140 pounds I was considered plump. NOT FAT, just plump. And with this, what ever it was, inside me making my stomach swell up, my belly became extremely round and full which my parents noticed right after they stopped becoming concerned about my convulsing and parading about to try to stop the expansion.

"What in the HELL did you do to your self?" My father asked. "I did nothing, but,,," Then it dawned in me. The old man and his cure-all pill. That had to be it. I explained to Mom and Dad about the old man and we quickly went to find him. He was gone, along with the trailer and everything that would make my story believable. Again I was asked for the reason I would do something like this to myself and I again insisted that their was this old man,,, and so on.. They did not believe me and we all went home.

On the way home I asked my sister Peggy about the old man and she had no idea what I was talking about. Then and there I knew I was nuts or something. I tried and tried to make sense out of it all and came up with the same answer every time. It happened. It really happened.

Nothing else was said about it the rest of the week and the swelling went down in a mater of days. I never had any pain from the experience but ever sense the swelling had gone away, I felt empty. Like their was something missing, or, I don't know what. I just knew that I had to find that old man again and talk to him about it.

I scoured the papers for where the carnival would be and two weeks later found that it would be at a small church on the other side of town. I hopped a bus and arrived there at about noon. I hunted and hunted all over the place for the old man. Finally and about the time I was going to have to leave I saw him way off to the side of the carnival. There was the shabby table and the small trailer. And he was talking to a small group of people about his cure-all pills.

I ran up to him and hollered, "Their you are, you miserable old man. Startling most everyone their causing them to back off and eventually leave. Alone with him I was able to ask, "What in the world is in those pills? After I swallowed the one you mad me take my belly blew up like a balloon and took for ever to go away." "It is my secrete ingredient that causes the reaction. It quickly fills the stomach with high protein compound and forces the digestive tract to fill to it's maximum potential and remains their for 24 hours." "Would you speak English you old fool. What does that mean in words I understand?" "You want something to happen inside your body to make you more of a woman, right?" Well,,, Yea. I would kind’a like to have breasts. I am so flat now some of the guys think I am a guy in girls cloths." "OK. Well the chemicals are made up so that the desire of a person, what ever they need or want, can be detected by them and changed so as to create a result that is favorable to that person. Understand?" "You mean, if I needed to have a cold cured it would do it? Or if I wanted to have bigger breasts, it would do it?" "Precisely. Now what happened to you that made you so mad the last time we met?" "You mean besides the fact that you disappeared when my parents and I went to look for you?" "Yes, well, you were scared and I knew I may spend some time in jail if I stuck around."

I proceeded to explain in detail what happened and how I felt after swallowing his pill. He listened and listened to my story and his only reply was, "I will give you a bottle of 300 pills. If you find they help you, then pay me when I return to you city next year. If they don't, don't pay me. But you will have to be honest with me. I have been honest with you now. It is only fair." I agreed, took the bottle of pills and left for home.

When I arrived home I found that my family had gone to the park and would be back later. I gave some thought to the prospect of having bigger breasts and decided to try the old man's pills. I popped one in to my mouth and tried to swallow it down. Once again, it became lodged in the middle of my throat and I drank a whole glass of water before it felt as though it had gone down. A short time later the swelling began. I could feel my belly filling and becoming heavier. The entire process took maybe 10 minutes, but this time I felt as though there was more pressure inside me. I felt full from top to bottom and could swear my belly had gotten bigger than two weeks ago. Maybe not but it felt like I was going to explode.

I sat in my Dad's big chair watching TV and rubbing my fat round belly until my parents came home. I quickly tried to hide my bloated state and did quite well until dinner. I sat with the family, as always, and hardly touched my dinner. You see I was a good eater and usually asked for seconds. Tonight however, I just picked at my food until Dad told me to finish everything on my plate before I was to get up from the table. Eating anything was difficult. I forced every bit of my dinner into my packed belly and felt it stretch with every swallow. I had to though so they wouldn't see that I had gone back to the old man, which they knew was a lye anyway, or worse, trying to hide a pregnancy or something. Never the less I was full that night for sure.

The next day or so I was hoping to see some improvement to my breasts but saw no changes. I had this confidence that with persistence that I could get them to grow. Thinking that maybe I should eat one pill a day instead of one every three days and after my body returned to some normal size would do the trick. So I wore loose fitting cloths, swallowed a pill with a glass of water and went to school.

While I was walking to school my belly began to swell from the chemical reactions of the pill and my desires to have big breasts. It filled and grew as I walked. The walking action was taking some kind of toll because after my stomach was as big and as full as I thought it would get, my lower belly began to grow larger. In no time I felt packed to the gills and then some feeling the pressure exert itself against every part of the inside of my belly. I hadn’t felt this full before and the pressure seemed to continue to build. I went through school that day quite well and was able to fool every one even at lunchtime. I ate my lunch and seemed to have room for it.

By Dinnertime I was able to eat as normal asking for seconds. My parents and my sisters thought everything was fine and suspected nothing. After dinner I didn't feel as full as I thought I should based on the past couple of times and figured a good time for the pills to work would be while I sleep. So I swallowed another one with a glass of water just before I went to bed. With my stomach as full as it was to begin with and the next pill in their beginning to start it's expansion I thought then and there I had made a mistake. My belly began to swell quickly. It grew fat and round fast and didn't stop. I felt like throwing up but couldn't and the pressure continued to increase. My insides continued to blow up like a balloon and they had no where to go but out. I lay on the bed on my side and let the pills take effect feeling my body swelling continually with no way to stop it. Before too long it seemed to stop and I was then able to see the grand effect it had on my body. My whole belly was so fat, so round, so full, so tight, I knew if I moved too much I would burst. The amassing part about the whole thing is that at no time did I ever have any pain. I just was so packed full that my belly was all bloated.

The next morning I was still big and I noticed that my tits were growing. They had become more full and round and actually stuck out a little. No more flat chest’ed Barb. I could go to school with some pride. I popped a pill, a glass of water and walked to school proud of my newly forming tits. My belly expanded of coarse to it's fullest and I went through school with some of my friends noticing I, not my tits. They all thought maybe some guy had gotten to me and wanted to know all about it. I explained to them that I was eating much much more lately and that I didn't give a shit what any one thought. I did care though that they hadn't seen that my tities were bigger.

That night at dinner I was famished and inhaled my dinner. Mom wanted to talk to me and took me into their bedroom. There she told me to strip right down to my panties. I refused for a little while but finally gave in and stripped. Standing there in front of my Mom as big as I was, was a little embarrassing. "Are you pregnant?' She quickly asked. "No!! " I said strongly. "Well then, how do you explain that belly of yours?" "Mom, I wanted my breasts to grow bigger and so I have been eating everything I can get my hands on. Why? Do you think I am fat?" "It looks like it except that the only place where you are picking up any weight besides your breasts, which are bigger, is your middle. And do you think any guy is going to want to date some one with a fat gut???" Well, I ah, Yea! There is this guy in my math class that has been looking at me a lot lately and we have talked a little. I like him." "Fine then. If you want to be a fat pig all you life then you just go ahead and stuff your face with food, but I wouldn’t like to see you that way nor would your father. Look at your sisters, they were all late bloomers. Peggy was and she has a DD cup today. So give it time Barb, they will grow." "You aren’t mad at me?" "No. Just disappointed you didn't want to come to me and talk about it."

After the lecture I went into my room, popped a pill and drank down a glass of water. This on an already extremely full and fat tummy. My whole belly once again started to swell quickly. It grew and grew, larger than it ever had. And the larger it became the more I wanted it to get even bigger. Strange, but true. I was beginning to really like the overly packed full feeling and even longed for it to become bigger and tighter.

This went on for weeks and by the fifth or sixth week my body had expanded as large as it was going to expand. I was swallowing two and three pills at once just to try to get my belly to fill past the point it had filled last, but all it was doing was creating immense pressures inside my belly and giving my the same effect as actually seeing my belly grow. I felt it grow from the inside. It was so huge I was unable to hide it anymore and frankly didn’t care because my tits were growing so large so quickly now I had become bigger that Peggy.

There were over 300 pills in the bottle and I had eaten them all. I stood 5' 10" tall and weighed over 185 pounds. My breasts measured 38" - GG and my hips measured 36". My legs were large and strong, as were my arms. I had more muscle in them than my Dad. My belly was still this enormous thing measuring 68" around and I tried to keep it packed full all the time. Still 14 and looking forward to my birthday tomorrow cause of all the cake and ice cream.

That next day during the "family" party for my 15th birthday, the whole family commented on how my body had changed in the past four months. About how big I was and I could be called an Amazon woman or something. I informed them that I would probably continue to get bigger and not to worry about me that I liked my size and as a matter of fact I actually worked at to become this way. I plan to continue to consume large quantities of food and hopefully grow larger breasts and maybe a little taller. They explained their concern about this fact and were worried that I would get any bigger as I was already taller, heavier, and stronger than my father was.

It was only a week away from the carnival arriving and I could hardly wait. I hoped the old man would be there as I wanted another supply of those pills he sold. I also had the twenty pound, ten shillings he wanted as payment. Time passed slowly as the date approached and I was continually packing the food away, and gaining inches as well as pounds.

I never found the old man. I loved my new size and the life it brought with it.

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