Chapter 1 - desire

I do not have a fetish or a kink. I am not some outlier with a strange affliction. Like everything else in this world, I am simply the piece of a very specific puzzle. Half of a very wonderful puzzle. The other half, is her.

I want nothing more in life than to simply participate in her absolute unrestrained gluttony. Some call her behavior abnormal, but I can't imagine it any other way. Without her, I could never be complete.

I sometimes focus on her eyes as she gorges on the most fattening meals imaginable. She cannot talk to me as she indulges, and I wouldn't want her too. She should be focused on the most important task at hand.

But her eyes speak to me, they tell me so many things. They let me know that we both want the exact same thing. We both hold a desire within us that is so potent, together we will find a pleasure that most will never even come close to experiencing.

I listen to her breathing. The further she pushes herself, the deeper each breath becomes. Her body tells her one thing, but she reminds herself that there is plenty of room to keep going.

I can't keep my eyes off her massive belly. To me, it's the absolute center of the universe. It represents everything. As it grows, so does my soul.

We lock eyes again. We both know that our imaginations know no bounds. She continues to eat. Neither of us intend to do anything other than pursue the absolute limit of our fantasy...no, it's no fantasy. A fantasy is an untrue reality, a dream. This is reality, or is it? Let me pinch myself.

She looks down at her huge belly as it fills her lap and covers her thighs, my eyes follow. I take my hand and rub her outstanding gut, it's a religious experience to me, every time.

I feel light headed most of the time I'm with her. It's not a high as much as it is a feeling of absolute certainty. This is what I was put on this earth to do.

She stops chewing and I'm pretty sure she's going to tell me that she is that terrible, terrible word...full. Suddenly she motions to the fridge, asking for more. I feel elated at the sight of this and a tingle runs up my spine.

I wouldn't live this life any other way. I am living the only way I possibly could, as a witness to greed.