chapter 2

TJ woke up the next morning feeling completely invigorated. He went to the gym at about 6am, had an awesome workout, and came back home around 7:30.

Michelle was still fast asleep. He got some work done and then waited until about 9 to start making breakfast. He hoped Michelle would smell it from the other room and slowly wake up.

He stood there with eggs, milk, and low fat, non stick spray oil in front of him. Things were different now. He didn't have to hide his feelings. He wanted to make Michelle the most fattening delicious breakfast she had ever had.

He figured since she usually ate a 2 egg omelete, he could simply triple that and make a 6 egg omelete. He replaced the non stick spray with real butter. He put half a stick of butter on the skillet. He wished he could use an entire stick of butter, hell, he wished he could shove an entire stick of butter in Michelle's face and watch her devour it, but then he reminded himself to take things slow.

He couldn't believe how long it took the 6 egg omelete. It was much bigger than he anticipated. It was going to be pretty obvious to Michelle that he was kind of pushing the envelope on their newfound lifestyle. He added ham and lots of cheddar cheese, then he moved onto the bacon.

He added more butter, and watched the bacon cook nicely in a nice bath of grease. Then he added the omelete and bacon to a nice big plate. Without thinking, he grabbed the skillet and poured the remaining bacon grease over the giant omelete.

Michelle walked into the room with a great big yawn. She smiled right at TJ "good mornign babe, is that for me?"

"Absolutely, take a seat" he replied with a big smile.

As he placed the massive omelette and 6 slices of bacon in front of her, Michelle began to laugh, "are you serious, this is like enough for three people."

TJ felt a bit awkward, then he reminded himself about their conversation last night. "What, I can't spoil my girl? Just enjoy yourself and eat whatever you want."

TJ ate a two egg omelete and a few strips of bacon. He pulled out an iphone and took several pictures of Michelle devouring the Omelette. She was wearing nothing but a bra and pajama bottoms. His eyes were locked on her belly. Half of it was tucked in the pajama bottoms but she had two rolls that ran down the side of her belly towards her back.

She ate about 75% of the omelete and all of the bacon before she leaned back in her chair and exhaled, "oh babe, that was so much food, I'm done."

TJ popped out of his chair. He walked up behind Michelle and rubbed her back. He loved feeling that part of her lower back where her fat ass started to slope outward.

He whispered in her ear softly, "nice work babe, remember our deal, 250lbs and a whole new wardrobe."

She gave him a strange look, he realized he might have come on a little too strong. "Why do I feel like I'm a Thanksgiving Turkey being fattened for slaughter?"

"Babe, stop"TJ said smiling. "Are you serious?"

She smirked, and giggled, "yes I am serious!"

"But was it good?"he quipped.

"Yes, it was amazing. I don't want to even know how much butter you put in that but it was delicious."

TJ went off to work and Michelle stayed at home. She was working part time but was basically a homemaker.

TJ had trouble focusing at work. All he could think about was buying Michelle more and more food and making her as fat as possible. It was as if something was unleashed inside of him.

He huried home from work and gave Michelle a big hug when he walked in the door. He put his hands down her pants while he kissed her and grabbed a big handful of belly. She didn't push him away, he was elated. He decided to back off and not push it. He knew they were both on the same page, but she was still adapting to this mindset. She didn't spend the last 15 years of her life reading feederism related stories and browsing countless BBW, SSBBW, Feedee, and Feederism related pornography. She was still vanilla.

Michelle made dinner for TJ and herself. A pasta dish with chicken. When they sat down at the table TJ's jaw almost dropped as Michelle served herself a massive portion of pasta. The entire bowl was filled well over the top line.

Again, he began to sneak pictures of her eating on his iphone so he could watch them later. He had a massive erection during the entire meal.

Afterwards, the sat down on the couch watching TV. TJ had an idea, "hey babe, you know what I've been craving lately? Baskin Robbins Ice Cream."

She gave a very csual response and didn't make much of a fuss at all. "Mmmmm, that sounds yummy."

"What should I get you?" he said anxiously.

"You know what I like, surprise me" she replied.

Surpise her?? TJ thought to himself. Was he just given the greenlight to order her whatever he wanted?

He drove to the ice cream shop. On the way he checked their website and looked for the most fattening options available. As he rolled up to the drive thru he had such a huge erection.

He ordered a large double fudge brownie sundae containing over 1,200 calories for Michelle, and a small ice cream for himself; although he wasn't even the slightest bit interested in indulging himself in any food whatsoever.

As he pulled up to the drive thru window, he look down to grab his wallet and noticed a huge wet spot on his pants. He was so turned on by this ice cream excursion that his pants were drenched in precum. He tried to cover it with his right hand while he used his left hand to give the attendant his credit card.

He drove home as fast as he could and unveiled the massive sundae cup in front of Michelle.

"Mmmmm babe that looks amazing!"she exclaimed.

They watched a TV show together and TJ could not help but look over ever 10 seconds to watch her eat another spoonful of fattening fudge with brownie chunks.

After she was finished she leaned back to relax. TJ leaned over and gave her belly a nice pat on the side "good girl," he whispered softly. She smiled.

There show was over and it was time to go to bed. TJ couldn't keep his hands off of her and as soon as they made it to the bedroom, he started kissing her neck and getting her in the mood.

She kissed him back and she was very receptive to all the attention he was giving her hips, ass, and belly.

He turned her to her side and looked into their full length mirror and he grabbed her belly and gave it a little lift under the bottom to watch it bounce in the mirror. He was pretty much more turned on than he had every been in his entire life.

He began using his fingers to relax her below her waist. He pulled her onto the bed and then ontop of him very slowly. She began to ride him as he admired her engorged belly.

She stopped suddenly, "sre you ok babe?" he asked.

She continued to pause, "yea, I'm alright, just go slow."

She began riding him again. Suddenly TJ had the idea to grab his iphone and get some more pics.

"What the hell are you doing?!" she yelled.

"Just taking pics of my amazingly hot goddess," he replied confidently.

"Whatever, you're crazy" she said as she ignored him and closed her eyes as she rode him with a nice steady rhythm. TJ then stretched out his arm and put the phone in selfie mode. He took some great pics of her huge ass sticking out behind her. He got a great angle of her belly resting on his chest as she leaned forward. He imagined how awesome it would be to look at these pics, 50, 100, 150lbs from now!

He put the phone down and began penetrating her more aggresively. He grabbed her fat ass with both hands. There was enough fat there for him to hang onto both checks without any hint of bone or muscle. Just a pure, lucious, voluptuous, fat girl ass.

He was so turned on. He began thrusting wildly from beneath her. Faster and faster, and faster. He grabbed the sides of her belly and squeezed it together as he came loudly, deep, deep inside of her.

He felt absolutely amazing....but Michelle looked a little green in the face. She put her hand over her mouth and ran to the bathroom.

He followed right behind her, but before he could make it into the bathroom, he her the sound of all the ice cream coming back up into the toilet.

He had overfed his feedee. What an amateur mistake he thought. He felt legitimately upset for the fact that she was sick, but of course, the feeder in him thought of all the wasted calories that literally went right down the drain.

Michelle felt back to normal a few minutes later and explained what he expected to here "I know I ate too much, but I was ok until all that crazy motion on the bed."

TJ sat her down on the bed and gave her a little back rub. "I'm sorry babe, I didn't mean for that to happen."

"It's ok, it's not your fault" she replied.

TJ smirked, "I guess next time we'll have to get you a medium sundae."

She shook her head with a big smile. They both began laughing.