YummyDeviance

Amanda woke up to the buzzing of her phone. She groggily reached over to her night stand and silenced her alarm. "Don't worry about getting up, class is canceled," Alexis said sleepily from her bed. Amanda sat up slowly and looked at her roommate, "Whoa, seriously? Awesome." She reached under her bed and opened a rubber tote full of food, pulled out a box of poptarts, and began to snack in bed. She found herself thinking about food all the time, so on top of her dining hall meals, she constantly had a stash of junk food in her dorm room, easy to access from bed. Her belly was rumbling despite a late night binge with Bailey. "Girl, do you eve

Bailey sat on her couch, anxiously shoving potato chips into her mouth by the handful. She often stress-ate, and awaiting Amanda’s text was certainly a stressful few hours. She had been pacing around her apartment, from kitchen to couch, and this nearly-empty bag of potato chips had been preceded by a pack of cookies dipped in peanut butter. Suddenly, her phone lit up with a number she didn’t recognize. She hurriedly wiped her greasy hands on her pants and snatched up her phone. It was Amanda! And she’d love to hang out sometime! Bailey’s heart was pounding. Much like Amanda, she typed up about a million responses bef

A few weeks later, Kaily and I stood in my kitchen making cookies. It was mid-spring, and the weather was getting pleasantly warm. Tara had begun to pull away a bit; she was struggling a lot with embracing her new body, and so was trying to lose the weight…unsuccessfully thus far. Kaily was cute and bubbly as ever, still wearing her tight fitness clothes, but hadn’t hit the gym in over a month. I watched her stroke the bottom of her belly that poked out under her shirt as she danced to the music we had playing and licked a large lump of cookie dough off her spoon. Her new chubby thighs jiggled along as her belly bounced. She had b

Amanda stood in front of her mirror before class. The twenty-year old literature major was not often concerned with her looks, so she quickly examined her outfit, put on a bit of makeup, and pulled her brown hair into a quick side braid. Glancing at her phone, she realized she could stop by the Union coffee shop on her way to class if she left then. She had begun to rely on this morning routine, so she left her dorm room hurriedly. "The usual?" The cheerful barista asked, smiling at Amanda. "Good morning, Bailey! Yes...though I can't decide between the muffin or chocolate pound cake today!" Her hand drifted to her belly, which had grown sof