Gretel

Once upon a time there was a boy and a girl named Hansel and Gretel. They lived in a small town with their father and wicked step-mother. Throughout their lives Hansel and Gretel lived under her strict rules; while the other kids were out playing they were stuck inside doing chores. They didn't have any toys and, most importantly, never got any sweets.
Instead of making her adverse to sweets, being denied from eating desserts, candies, and other pastries gave Gretel an insatiable sweet tooth. The fact that she couldn't have it made her want it even more. She would become elated every time she could get her hands on even a cookie just so she could relish in its sweetness.

As Gretel grew older she continued to remain thin and beautiful, and soon she was considered the village beauty. This made her step-mother very jealous, so she devised a plan to sabotage her step-daughter's slender figure.

One day she ordered Gretel to go into the woods to fetch her some firewoood. Gretel was a little nervous as she rarely ever ventured into the woods without Hansel, but she knew she had no choice but her obey her step-mother's orders. Gretel filled her basket with colored rocks which she dropped along the way as she went deeper into the wood to prevent herself from getting lost... However while Gretel wasn't looking her step-mother shifted around the rocks so they would not lead Gretel back home.

When the sun began dipping lower in the sky, Gretel began to follow the rocks back through the path to home and it didn't take her too long to realize something was wrong. "I don't remember this rock formation..." She murmured to herself, "Nor these trees." Though it was hard to tell in a forest whether she was actually seeing different trees, so she continued to follow her colored rocks. Finally she came to a clearing where in front of her was the most peculiar house.

It reminded Gretel of the gingerbread houses she saw in the baker’s window during Christmas time.

"I have always wanted a ginger bread house!" She exclaimed and rushed over to the house to check if it was real.

As she grew closer she could smell that it was, in fact, made entirely out of sweets; the walls were made out of rich dark chocolate cake, candy cane and gum drop trimming, a soft cookie door, chocolate shingles, nearly every sweet that Gretel could imagine.
She could feel her mouth growing watery, she hadn't eaten all day and she couldn't help herself around sweets.

"Hello?" Gretel called, "Is anyone home?!" She shouted a few times more and found that the cottage was empty. She peeked in through the sugar glass windows; there was a kitchen, a bed, and a dining table in the one room cottage.

She patted her flat empty stomach as it grumbled softly, "I sure am hungry..." She murmured to herself, "Surely they do not need all of these desserts for themselves. And I am awfully hungry… I will just have a little bit then carry on home." She decided.
She placed down her basket and firewood then slowly reached up and touched the chocolate cake wall, still not sure if it was real. Sure enough, it was not only soft to the touch but warm as if fresh out of the oven.

It had been years since her brother had stolen a slice of chocolate cake to share. She had already forgotten what the taste was like, but knew she loved it. She reached her hand in and pulled out a chunk then took a nibble. The amazing sensation in her mouth nearly brought her to tears and she vigorously chomped down the rest of the handfull in only two mouthfulls. With little hesitation she quickly went for another... and another...

What poor Gretel didn't know was that the candy house was enchanted and once someone took one mouth full, it would possess them with a desire to continue eating; a desire that would be very difficult to break. Gretel hadn't even noticed how much time had passed until a firefly flickered past her hand.
"Oh my!" She said suddenly with her mouth full, looking up into the sky and realizing it was going to be dark soon and she was nowhere near home.

She had eaten more than she originally planned; she just wanted enough to stop the hunger pains in her gut; well the hunger pain wasn’t there... On the contrary, she rubbed her tummy as the cake began to settle at the bottom of her gut. "I guess I got too carried away..." She murmured, licking the chocolate off of her fingers. She realized she had eaten quicker than her body could digest and as time passed she began to feel satiated.
"I will never get back home in time." She said, nervously looking into the woods.
"I will have to stay here for the night." She concluded, but when she reached for the door she was shocked to discover that it didn't have a handle. She shoved at it a bit, but it did not budge.

"How am I supposed to get in?" She wondered, peering in through the windows. She took a step back and observed the cookie door; chocolate chip, with all sorts of sweets on it to decorate.

"It's candy!" She confirmed, "I can easily pull it apart!" And so she tugged at an edge of the door and sure enough a chunk of the soft cookie was easily ripped off... However she found herself unable to just toss it away. Instead she stared at the sweet in her hand, her nose filling with its smell, and despite that she was not hungry, she noticed that she was not full yet either…

"It would be a shame to waste all of these sweets..." She said, "I will eat my way in!" She concluded. She placed her hand on her tummy and she looked down at it deciding how much more she could fit, "Hopefully I won't have to eat too much to get in..."
And so she ate the chunk of cookie in her hand. As soon as she did the spell took hold once again and she quickly tugged at another chunk and quickly began eating that too. While one hand shoveled cookie into her mouth, the other grabbed at the next piece and soon she was eating handfulls of cookie with hardly a moment in between - after all, the sun was setting fast and she needed to get inside soon. As time passed she started to feel her bodice grow tight, but she did not stop until there was just enough to get her through.

By the time she had enough space, she slipped in through the opening and slumped to the ground taking heavy breaths. She had eaten much faster than she could digest and her stomach quickly began filling with cookie.

“Ohh!” She moaned a bit as her bodice became unbearably tight. She quickly fumbled with the ties and had to suck-in in order to finally loosen it. As she did, her entire body relaxed and her gut expanded out from between the ties of the bodice.
“I think I outdid myself!” She rubbed her new belly in hopes of making it relax some, “If only I had something to wash it down…” She said.

She looked around the room and noticed a cabinet of drinks conveniently next to her, as if when she asked it appeared at her command. Without getting up she leaned over and opened the door; even though it wasn’t an ice box, she could feel a rush of cool air. She was too stuffed to wonder why the cabinet would be so cold and eagerly looked at what was available to her to drink. All of the cartons contained creamy drinks, like whole milk, a variety of milkshakes, and even egg nog.

“What a treat!” She said, quickly grabbing a milkshake. Gretel had never had ice cream because it was very expensive; she was not going to miss this chance!

She wasn’t sure if her stomach could take much more, but she was so stuffed she needed something to wash it down. She opened the carton and, with one hand caressing her belly, she began gulping down some thick vanilla milkshake. It was of course, amazingly tasty, which made the task of drinking it more pleasurable.

She finished chugging the carton with a gasp, and placed the half empty carton down beside her. Gretel didn’t quite understand that a milkshake was not quite as relieving… However it did provide her some comfort. As she sat on the ground with her hands on her tummy, she watched her fingers grow further apart as with each breath her stomach filled even more with the milkshake. She had never seen herself so big before.

Despite feeling so full she smiled to herself and rubbed her new girth, “That was so delicious!” It was so rare that she got the chance to eat sweets, she was happy to be filled up with cake, cookie, and ice cream… But all of that eating made her very tired. She glanced up at the door, afraid that the gap she made for herself would allow animals to get in, but to her surprise the door had filled itself back up again with cookie.
“This must be an enchanted cabin.” She concluded. With the spell in effect, she didn’t notice that she continued sipping on the milkshake… Despite being full, she didn’t want to stop taking little tastes of it.

“I hope there isn’t a mean old witch here.” She murmured and helped herself up and moved over to the bed. She pulled off her bodice entirely so she could relax and crawled in under the covers.

“I guess I should finish this up…” She pouted, looking at the milkshake in her hand, “Don’t want it to go bad over night…” She muttered to herself in between gulps. After a couple of gulps, she shook the carton and felt there to be a fourth of it left. She squeezed her eyes shut and chugged it down to get it over with.

“Ugh…” She placed the empty carton next to her and slid down into bed, “I hope Hansel isn’t too worried about me…” She said before closing her eyes to get some sleep.