chapter 2

The next couple days passed quickly, Max was excited to see Emily again, and they texted nonstop, making plans to go to a movie on Friday, a local fair on Saturday and even made plans to watch a football game together on Sunday. When Friday came Max met Emily at the theater, he was excited to see the newest SciFi flick, but more excited to see Emily again. He bought the tickets and she offered to buy the snacks. Typically Max was a just a popcorn and soda kind of guy, but Emily insisted on grabbing a couple boxes of candy, along with the jumbo tub of popcorn which she made she sure she drenched in butter.
When they sat down Emily handed him the large soda and he began to sip it, as the trailers began, Max found his hand going in and out of the bucket of salty buttery popcorn. The minute he would take a break from his handfuls of popcorn, Emily would offer him some of the candy. Max hadn't even noticed that she hadn't eaten a single piece, he was focused on the movie and she was focused on making sure he ate every bite of the snacks she had purchased for him. Before the credits rolled, Max's hand hit the bottom of the popcorn bucket, good thing he shared with Emily he thought, but she hadn't had a single kernel. She noticed he had finished the bucket and promptly handed him the last of the candy which he unknowingly finished off as well.
They walked out of the movie hand in hand as Max slurped down the rest of his soda. Emily noticed that he had dropped some of the buttery popcorn on his shirt, leaving little oil stains, surely he would be embarrassed but she thought it was adorable. They walked back to their cars and again shared a few end of the night kisses, she savored the remaining taste of the snacks on his lips. Max again went back home with a full stomach. The next morning, he left early to pick up Emily, they planned to spend the whole day together at the fair. The pair joked around and shared plenty of laughs, Emily made certain to stop at every food booth they passed of course. At first it was cotton candy, then a soft pretzel, after a couple of rides she even got max one of those massive drumsticks. He tore into it like a caveman, she bit her bottom lip as he tore the grease dripped meat spilling with his teeth.
After his turkey leg, Max noticed a row of game booths, determined to win his girl a prize he handed the carney a few bucks and started chucking baseballs at the milk jugs. Try after try, he failed to knock over a single one. Emily chuckled to herself, "let me have a go." With just one throw, she wound up and hurled the ball at the bottles, knocking over everyone. Max hung his head a bit as she cheered. "I guess all those years of softball, paid off huh?" She jested as the booth attendant handed her a big stuffed pig, how fitting.
"I guess I never really was that good at sports." Max said, a little ashamed.
"So what, I don't like you because you're a world class athlete," Emily assured him.
"Something tells you don't go so much for the athletic type anyway." Max said slyly.
"On that note, who's hungry!" she laughed and lead him off a stand with deep fried Oreos and funnel cake. She got him plenty of both. Max dug in and got powdered sugar all over his cheeks, that's the opportunity Emily needed, she leaned in and kissed it off his face, placed her hand on his thigh and squeezed. "I don't know about you, but I'm just about over this whole fair thing. Would you want to maybe come over and watch some Netflix?" She asked, hoping he didn't think she was being to forward.
"Sounds great!" Max said. When they got back to Emily's place, she lead Max in and told him to make himself at home, she was going to grab something to munch on while they found a movie to watch. Emily brought in a bowl of chips and a plate of cookies she had baked the other day, setting them down in front of him. He picked the bowl up nearly immediately and started in on the chips, Emily had emptied a whole family sized bag into the bowl, she knew he could finish them all, and that's just what he did. She couldn't take it any longer, she needed to make her move. Just as Max set the empty bowl back on the coffee table, Emily grabbed his hand and stuck his cheese coated fingers in her mouth, and began to suck the orange dust off.
Max couldn't believe what was happening, their eyes met, her lids low as she pursed her lips around his fingers, one by one, sucking and licking. He was rock hard nearly immediately, she noticed the front of his jeans getting tighter. When she finished cleaning the rest of his digits, she stood up, leaned down and kissed him hard on the lips, letting her free hand rest on his tight belly. She whispered, "grab that plate and follow me." Max did as he was told, picking up the plate piled high with cookies and watched her tight ass as she sashayed down the hall way to her bedroom. When he got to the door she took the plate from his hands, set it down on the bed, and the forcefully grabbed Max by his hips and pushed him onto the bed. Emily kissed him again, as she slowly unzipped her jeans and let them fall to the ground at her feet. She turned around slowly, letting him get the full view of her thick thighs, hourglass hips and taught ass. With her back to him, she began to lift her shirt up over her head, picking her hair up and letting fall back down like a blonde waterfall. Max started to take off his jeans as paused to watch her nimble fingers under her bra clasp. The large cups fall to the floor, and she turned around to face him.
Her large firm tits seemed to defy gravity, perky large C-cups, nearly perfectly round with lightly toned areolas. Her nipples were firm and standing at attention, she sauntered over to Max who couldn't do anything but stare. She bent down and grabbed the bottom of his shirt and started to lift it over his head, exposing his expanding gut, covered in a layer of fine dark hair, his belly button deep and dark. Then she lifted his shirt past his chest, only remnants of pecs were left, as they had long softened and now started to hang slightly. She cooed in excitement. Emily, in nothing but her panties, straddled Max the best she could, his belly jutted out and he felt her firm flat stomach against his flabby gut. She picked up a cookie off the plate and he instinctively opened his mouth, she placed the chocolate chip treat right between his lips and let him savor the first bite.
"Now you're going to lean back and let me feed you every last one of these cookies, then and only then, when every crumb has found its way to your belly, will I let you put this," with that she grabbed his firm dick and gave it a good stroke from base to tip, "in here." She then took his hand and placed it on her sopping wet cunt, he felt the heat of her womanhood coming off her mound. Max did exactly what he was told, and before he knew it, Emily had forced the entire plate of cookies into his growing gut. He felt like he was going to explode, he was filled to the brim and didn't know if he could move a muscle if he wanted to. Then in a moment of extreme pleasure, Emily grabbed his pulsing member and guided it into her tight dripping hole. Max just laid there and she did all of the work, riding him like a mechanical bull, back and forth, up and down, side to side. Her pussy accepted every inch of his moderate cock, while her hands ventured between rubbing his hardened stomach and his flabby man tits.
After they both came, Emily snuggled up to a very full Max, he wasn't sure if he had ever been that full or eaten that much before. "We're going to have to do that again, I'm a greedy girl and I need so much more of that." She said. Max was starting to drift off, between the food and the exertion he was exhausted.
"You know I never thought I would enjoy that as much as I did, I've never been the one getting fed before, but I think I could get used to it." Max smiled as he gently ran his fingers through her hair. "I never really gave too much serious thought to gaining weight before, but I guess it could be fun for a little while."
"Did you have a goal in mind?" She asked curiously, "Like say 300, 350, or even 400lbs?"
Max thought about it for a moment before replying. "When I moved up here I resolved to let myself be happier and more open to these new feelings. I'm not really sure what I weigh now but I'm sure I'm close to 300 already, so I guess I always figured 350 would be an inevitability if I decided to let myself go a bit. So if I had to set a goal I guess 400 wouldn't be too crazy, besides it would take years for a gain like that wouldn't?"
"That all depends on if you have someone helping you out or if you're doing it your leisure." Emily said, hoping for a promising response.
"Now where do you supposed I would find someone like that?" Max asked jokingly, "a woman to sort of take charge of my gaining and encourage me to overeat."
Emily stuck her hand up and waved it around, "Oh, pick me, pick me!" She smiled at him. "But, I can't promise I'll be able to stop at 400lbs, like I said, I'm a greedy girl."
Max laughed, "sure, we'll see about that." With that he fell asleep next to her, his belly resting on the bed next to him.
"Yes we will" Emily said slyly, smiling to herself as she snuggled up to the bloated man in her bed.