Chapter 10

Sunday

I was up early the next day, showered and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. The jeans had been somewhat looser the week before, but now I had to lie on the bed to zip them up, a roll of fat formed over the top. Unfortunately, I had nothing left to wear except for the outfit I would be wearing to Sandy and Bob’s house tomorrow afternoon and I already knew I would have a problem with that outfit as well. Maybe I will take a look for something today?

My revere was broken off by a knock at the door. Bryan also wore jeans and an Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt and his pants looked rather tight as well. He smiled, kissed me on the cheek and asked how I was doing. I was absolutely fine. Most of the swelling had gone down and I was famished.

We went to a coffee shop nearby where I was treated to several three chocolate croissants and two cheese Danish with a cup of coffee. Bryan ate the same except he add a cherry Danish to his breakfast. From all the eating I had been doing, this barely made a dent. I was not hungry, but far from full which Bryan said was good since he would be bringing me to a special street fair today. We discussed his fantasy he had talked about in the movie theater the day before yesterday.

“Well, if you’d be comfortable with that,” Bryan commented. “I’d be all for it. But, if you decide that this isn’t something you’d like to do later on, just tell me. I want you to enjoy yourself, Liz. I know I certainly will, but you being in a comfort zone is key.”

“I’m very excited about this. I think it will be a lot of fun. And, I promise, if I start feeling anxious about this, I will let you know,” I replied. “I don’t know about you, but I feel like we’ve known each other a lot longer than just a day or so.”

“Yeah, I know the feeling,” he said. “Like we’ve actually known each other for years.”

So, began our eating adventure. Directly after breakfast, he took me to the street fair. Many of the famous restaurants in Manhattan had their chefs preparing meals out on the street to get you to come into their establishments. And, others were offering half-priced meals. Bryan and I went booth to booth sampling everything. But, I noticed Bryan was restraining himself. He took small bites of most things, but encouraged me to eat much more.

We spent the day here going in and out of several restaurants on the route. We would go in and order drinks and some of the good appetizers or dishes we had sampled outside. Bryan would make sure I had eaten my fill and then we would walk around some more, going into another restaurant and doing the same. And, then the cycle would begin again. By six o’clock, I looked amazingly mammoth, sporting a belly that appeared very heavy with child. I was comfortably bloated with Bryan sneaking a gentle rub here and there.

We stopped at a Japanese place before going back to my hotel room. I went to take a shower as Bryan set up for his fantasy. I came out into the livingroom wearing nothing, but a silk robe. Bryan gasped as I slowly allowed the robe to slip from my shoulders, revealing all the work he had done that day. He came to me and kissed my neck, drawing me closer to the many cushions lying on the floor.

Bryan had me lay on the bed of cushions, partly sitting up, as he lit the remainder of the candles.

“Ready?” he whispered.

“Ready for anything,” I replied, lying back, closing my eyes.

I felt something near my mouth. I opened it and a piece of chocolate began to melt on my tongue, drenching it in sweetness…so delectable. This piece was joined by many others each with its own texture and flavor. After the over two pound box was half gone, my belly deliciously stretched again. His lips were on mine, his fingertips descending on expanding belly…exploring…tickling. As I approached the end of the box, I began to feel and look weighted down, shockingly overfed. I held up my hand.

“Have you had enough?” he murmured near my ear.

“Yes,” I whisper back. “So full now. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes,” Bryan said. Taking the pillows out and putting them under my backside, pushing my overfilled belly upward. I wheezed undergoing a weight shift…less air…panting…then experienced something cold on my belly and then more and more coldness…I shudder. I look upward into the darkness and glimpse my belly is now completely covered with rolls of sushi. I resemble a sushi boat, my belly serving as the platter.