Chapter 5 - 5 - greedy piglet (part 1)

I wake to a flash of bright light and a burst of heightened arousal, intensifying a day full of extraordinary sexual tension. Before I can even adjust to the dream, he is on me, kissing me in a fiery passion. I shiver with anticipation as his hands explore my body, my breathing ragged as his hands trace under the fabric of my tank top to the softness of my tummy.

"God I wanted you so bad all day today," he growls between kisses, tracing his fingers around my belly button. "You've never looked better in that bikini, you could've popped out of it at any second."

I sigh as he kisses my neck, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulder and pulling him into me. I remembered him gazing at me on the beach earlier today, clearly enthralled at my new curvy figure. When I first put on my bathing suit it became apparent how much weight I had gained, with the tight bottoms creating ample love handles and my breasts threatening to spill over my top. But I was surprised at how quickly my embarrassment turned to arousal, and I wanted nothing more than spend the day showing off my expanded figure at the beach.

"Tease me..."

He plants a few soft kisses on my cheek and then pulls away, gazing at me inquisitively. I nibble on my finger coyly and give him an innocent look.

"I've been such a naughty girl recently," I whisper seductively, my hand caressing the soft curve of my belly. "I think I need to be punished."

He cocks his head and betrays a knowing smile. "Oh really, how so?"

I look down at my stomach, cradling it's supple flesh in my hand, and look up at him again. "
However is best to punish a greedy girl like me."

His smile is full and devious now. "I think I know just the thing."

He takes my hand and pulls me from the bed, and leads me to an armless high-back chair in the corner of our room. He sits me down and stands before me, hands on his hips, shaking his head.

"You've turned into quite the little piggy, haven't you?" he says, looking me over with faux criticism. "Just over a month of stuffing yourself silly in our dream world and you've already let yourself go in real life. Just look at your plump little belly..."

He yanks up my tank top, revealing my full stomach and tight bikini. He places his hand over the center of my abdomen and grabs a surprisingly large handful of my pudge and gives it a gentle jiggle before letting it go. He pats my belly at its roundest point, giving it a satisfying thump like that of a drum. I can feel my face flush with embarrassment, and simultaneously my pussy aches in masochistic pleasure.

"You're becoming quite a plump little girl, aren't you?" He jests, pinching my newly-formed loves handles bulging above my waistband. "I guess watching yourself fatten up in Somni wasn't enough. You must have gained 20 pounds already, but at this rate who knows how big you'll get?"

He rubs my tummy in large circles, emphasizing its size. I can feel his hands extend outwards over it's new girth, my gut threatening to spill onto my lap and hide my bikini bottoms completely. I gasp as he explores my body, revelling in its new engorged form, simultaneously bashful and yearning for more. He grabs a hold of the hem of my tank top and pulls it over my head, leaving my bloated frame exposed before him. He cups my breast and squeezes it beneath the tight fabric, feeling the strap cut into a new layer of softness around my chest. He pulls my chin towards him and gives me a single kiss before moving behind me and out of my sight.

"What are we going to do with you?" he sighs, grabbing a hold of my wrists and placing my hands on abdomen, as if to demonstrate the extent of my size. "I think a greedy girl like you needs to be taught a lesson. I think you need to find out what happens when you truly let yourself go."