chapter 5

He woke the next morning to hunger pangs, not something he'd experienced all weekend since Emily had kept him stuffed to point of being uncomfortable the past two days. Even stranger though was that he couldn't smell breakfast, she had always made him a breakfast big enough to feed a family of four, but this morning no smell of bacon, no pancakes cooking, nothing. Max rolled out of bed, his stomach growling and empty, he looked at the clock and realized it was already 10am, she had let him sleep later than normal too. He called out for her, still sitting on the edge of the bed, and like always Emily came bouncing in the room half naked. She sipped a cup of coffee and only wore one of his button down shirts, which covered her like a tent. "Morning sweetie, what's for breakfast?" Max asked before she couldn't even take in the sight before her. Max sitting on the edge of the bed, his belly in his lap, while one hand rubbed the front, plunging a finger into his deep belly button.
"Easy there my greedy piggy, I've got something exciting in store for today!" She said gleefully, "No get dressed, we need to be out the door in 30 minutes. Oh and wear something stretchy!" Max gave her a questioning look but she just kissed him on the forehead and started to get ready. In no time at all they were both ready and walking towards the car, Emily offered to drive since she knew the plans. He was still curious about what her 'plans' might be, but he was almost certain it involved food, which was just fine by him because he was starving at this point. This had been the longest he had gone without eating for a couple of weeks and it showed. His stomach groaned again in protest, needing to be filled.
"Someone's hungry!" She said coyly as she drove. One of the wonderful things about living in a suburb is never being to far from fast food chains, they're everywhere, and often times found in one central location. Emily pulled the car off the main road and into an empty shopping center parking lot.
"What are we doing here? I figured we were going to get something to eat, aren't you supposed to be making me fat or something?" Max said with a chuckle, but the truth was he was quite hungry.
"We will, but listen first," Emily paused, "I am so proud of how much of pig you've been for me all weekend, especially with drinking the shake last night. The reason I wanted to really push you the last couple of days was to expand your stomach, sort of like training. In fact, just like training, I'm training you for a marathon" Max gave her a funny look. "A fast food marathon." Emily smiled a little evil grin as Max's eyes lit up a bit, now he was interested. "I've been looking around town and this stretch of road has nearly every fast food restaurant available, one right after another; McDonalds, Taco Bell, White Castle, Burger King, Arbys, Jack in the Box, Chik-fi-a, KFC, Dairy Queen, Hardee's and even a Dunkin' Donuts. That's 10 fast food places, in a row. And today my dear, you're going to eat a meal at every single place."
Max was stunned, she had really put some thought into this. He was hungry, but 10 fast food meals, that was impossible. However, he was on an empty stomach and they had all day to finish it, so maybe, just maybe he could do it. With her help. "Okay, I'm ready."
Emily leaned over and kissed him, "That's my athlete, now we'll start at one end and order a full meal at every place. We're going to stay in the car because I don't want you to waste a single calorie by walking your tubby butt in and out of the restaurants. I want you to finish the entire meal before we can move on to the next location. But you don't need to drink the drink at every location though, that's just filler, and we need you on your A game. I'm not sure how long it's going to take for you to do this, but we're going to get through this if it takes all day. I'm training a champion here," she smiled and then got a very focused look on her face. "Gainers take your mark, get ready, set, eat!" With that she laughed and she drove to the first place on the marathon, Dunkin Donuts.
Max was starving at this point, so the three donuts and coffee went down quite easily. He had wanted another couple donuts, but he knew he had a challenge in front of him, so he kept quiet. Emily hurried to the next location, Hardee's, and ordered her man a fried pork chop and gravy biscuit with hash browns. Much like the first meal, Max was able to plow through it fairly quickly, leaving a drop of gravy of his shirt, and grease collecting in the corners of his mouth. Emily leaned over, wiped his lips, patted his belly and moved on to the next place. She pulled into White Castle, looked over the menu and ordered the #3, which included 3 sliders and crinkle fries. The sliders were small but Max was starting to get full and he took his time eating the bite sized burgers. It had only been about 45 minutes and Max had already knocked a few of the places off his list, but that was a lot of food in such a short time, even for him.
Emily pulled into KFC and ordered a two piece box with a side order of mashed potatoes and a cookie. Max took a deep breath and started in on the greasy fattening chicken, dipping the leg in his potatoes and leaving his shirt covered in crumbs. The chicken slid down his throat easily and the cookie was a nice change of pace, the sweet chocolate was a nice contrast to the salty meal. When they pulled into Burger King, Max told Emily he needed a break but she insisted that he keep on eating, and with a little encouragement and some belly rubs, she got him to finish his Whopper and fries in about 20 minutes. Emily was so turned on watching him plow through the burger she promised him a quick reward after their next stop. Max's eyes lit up and told her to get a move on. So on they went to Taco Bell, after ordering him a large burrito and tacos she pulled behind the store and instructed him to start eating. Just as Max took his first bite of his burrito, closing his eyes to savor the beef, Emily bent over the console and slipped down the waist band of his pants and grabbed his cock. He was hard immediately and she opened her mouth and took him past her lips. Her tongue worked the shaft while her hands rubbed his tight stuffed belly. He had finished his burrito and opened his taco, taking the last bite as he came and she took his load into her eager mouth, both of them swallowing at the same time.
Max was halfway through his marathon so Emily decided to give him a little rest and they just sat there talking for the next half hour or so, until he agreed to carry on. Next up was Arby's, a roast beef and cheddar and potato cake found its way to his gut. Then on to Chik-Fil-a for spicy chicken sandwich and waffle fries. He was getting full again, but with only three more stops on their marathon he knew he had to push on. Emily was getting so aroused just watching as his shirt rode up higher on his distended belly, she made sure to rub and knead his fat to help him digest, and needed the extra room. Jack n The Box was next up and he worked his way through a couple of tacos and a Jr Bacon Cheese burger. The last few bites of the burger were the toughest he had so far that day. Feeling like he may explode, Emily let him rest a bit after that, not wanting him to get sick and waste all that days worth of eating. Pulling into DQ, Emily ordered his meal which came with a sundae, she watched as he ate the chicken strips, dunking them in the fattening gravy that came with it. Max leaned back and held his painfully stretched stomach, Emily opened his sundae and spoon fed him slowly until she hit the bottom of the cup.
Finally, they reached the final location, the mecca of all fast food joints, McDonalds, and Emily wasn't going to hold back. She ordered him the world famous Big Mac and large fries. Max was in near tears and wasn't sure he could eat another bit, but with Emily's encouragement and trainer attitude he slowly ate the fries. Max held the burger in his hands, he wasn't hungry, he was beyond full, but he knew he had to do this. He had come so far and this was his final challenge, so with deep sigh he opened wide and took bite after bite until finally, he had finished. Emily cheered and kissed him all over, Max just leaned his seat back and groaned, holding his gut in his hands. "You did it! Baby I am so, so, so proud of you, I can't believe you completed your first marathon." She checked the clock, it read 4pm. "You ate through all ten meals in less than 6 hours! And I know we can beat that next time."
"Next... time?!" Max asked with labored breath.
"Of course, next time! But my fatty needs a break now and some loving," with that she drove home and helped him out of the car. They went into the house and he immediately laid down to recover. She rubbed his belly slowly until he fell asleep. Later he woke up and had some the most amazing sex of his life with his proud girlfriend, who insisted he have another shake before letting him call it a night.
The next morning, before his breakfast, Emily wanted to weigh her tubby boyfriend so she coaxed him onto the scale and watched the number rise until they stopped on 328lbs. In just under a month she had helped him pack on 16lbs, she was so proud of him, but Max was more shocked than anything. He knew he was gaining weight fast but he had no idea it was this quick. At this pace he would reach their 400lbs goal in no time.