Piggy Paige Part Three

Up in their room, Paige huffed and puffed her way over to her bed and out of the sweatpants. She briefly considered putting the skirt back on, and going for a wander, but a moan from her stomach told her exactly what to do, and she carefully clambered onto her bed, lying back and pulling down the waistband of her panties to give her engorged stomach space. She began carefully rubbing it, starting at the bottom and working her way around. Recently, this exercise had been more than just soothing. She had started enjoying the feel of her bloated stomach, how her hips had filled out and her thighs brushed when she walked and spread out when she sat. She laid back, watching the mound rise and fall with her heavy breaths.

She began thinking about what the annoying hotel employee had said. She hadn't eaten that much, had she? She was a professional athlete, she needed lots of fuel to compete, right? Her last though before she once again dosed off to sleep off the three and a half hour breakfast was that she'd hit the gym for a quick workout when she woke up.

When Alicia shook her awake, however, it was only an hour away from the Smackdown taping. Groggily, maneuvered herself to the side of the bed, ignoring the extra pudge spilling over her underwear.

"You sleep okay?" asked Alicia, smirking at how disheveled and slobbish her friend looked.

"Yeah, what time is it?"

"About an hour from the show."

"Shit!" said Paige, jumping up from the bed, her stomach jiggling. "I was gonna go work out!"

"Really?" said Alicia, barely hiding her disbelief at her increasingly lazy friends supposed plan. "Well we really need to get going."

Paige sorted her hair and pulled on the skirt again, struggling a little with the zip; they packed their bags and left. As they walked to the lift, Alicia kept looking sideways at the very noticeable bulge in the front of her friends skirt. Bigger and bigger and bigger...
Paige didn't have a match that night, she only had to appear for a recorded interview about her Divas Title chase, which she did no problem making use of her usual British wit. However, Alicia did have a match, and so Paige would have to wait for her. They always watched each other's matches, however, so she didn't mind. This time, though, she'd need something a little extra.

"Hey Ali, can I have the car keys?"

"Car keys?" said Alicia, pulling on her leopard print shorts, "Did you forget something?"

"No, I, uh..." replied Paige, suddenly a little embarrassed, "I was going to, uh, get some snacks."

She spoke in a hushed, breathy voice and Alicia, not wanting to embarrass her friend in front of the rest of the women's locker room, simply pulled the keys out of her bag and pushed them into Paige's hands. Smiling at her, the Norwich native rushed off, Alicia noting the wobble in her rear as she exited.

Unfortunately for Paige, she wouldn't get to glut herself again. She ate, and ate quite a bit, but some of the other divas joined her (and took their fair share of snacks) so she kept herself quite subdued. She did note (if only to make herself feel better) how much some of the others ate, Nikki Bella and Renee Young in particular ending the show with reddened faces and bloated stomachs. She did get a little worried when she realised that between them, they had gone through every single bag Alicia had.

After the show, both Alicia and Paige were selected for the random Wellness Test. This involved a weigh in, which the doctors were always very discreet about, especially with the Divas. Alicia and Paige shared everything, however, and as Alicia exited the doctors room, she smiled and gave her usual recap.

"120lbs, all healthy, just a bit of rest before next week."

Paige smiled at the good news, her hand resting on her slightly bloated stomach, quickly becoming a natural position for her. Before she went through herself, she mentioned to her friend, "Oh, some of the girls were with me watching your match, and they ate all the food without asking me! We're going to need some more. Is that okay?"

"That's fine." replied Alicia, seriously doubting that the other divas had eaten ALL the food. "I'll pick some up when I get the new rental car."

Paige smiled again. All was going well. But something was about to happen that would mess with her evening a little. After going through all the usual tests, the doctor finally asked her to step on the scale, which she did happily.

"205lbs" read the doctor.

"I'm sorry?"

"205lbs. Alicia said you were bulking up, so not to make too big a deal of it. Is something wrong?"

"Uh, no, no." said Paige, signing the release and exiting.

As she dragged her bags out of the arena this time, she looked down at her slightly swaying stomach while munching on her 'reward pretzel'. She knew she had been gaining weight, but up till now she had leaned on the 'bulking' excuse. Plenty of athletic women were 180 plus, it was fine. But the 200lb threshold had always seemed so far away, and now she had blown through it by 5 whole pounds. Was she getting fat?

As Alicia pulled the car up, the backseat laden with bags full of goodies, Paige made a decision. 5 or 10 extra pounds was nothing to worry about, she could take it off if necessary before the next show. And so she pushed it to the back of her mind, stating matter-of-factly "205lbs" when Alicia asked. Her friend was surprised at how well the Norwich native was taking this milestone, but said nothing. As her friend leaned back to grab more snacks almost immediately, she smiled. Traveling with Paige was getting more and more fun.