chapter 2

Steve ate his breakfast, he ate as much as he could, and finally when he felt like he could not stuff another bite into his tummy he put down his fork and pushed the plate away from his place at the table. She instantly put her apron back up and covered her breasts back up. Steve got whiny and began to whimper. He was so full from breakfast that he could barely move or speak. He managed to raise a hand out and gesture to her breasts. She just smiled and said, "How about a bath?"
Steve didn't move or speak, but a new thought entered his mind. If she gave him a bath, she'd see his dick. He wasn't afraid of that, but something about it made him a little nervous. He was looking down at it and eventually he managed to get out, "Wear swimsuit?"
She giggled, and reassuring said, "No that's for swimming sweetie, when you take a bath your naked. Besides, I'll get you ready for whatever we need to do, won't? I?" She stood and released him from the chair. She put a hand on his stomach and felt it, soon both her hands felt all over his stomach, feeling how bloated and tightly packed with food it had gotten. She smiled at him and made sure her breasts brushed him several times.
She helped him to his feet and put her hands on his back. He said, "I can walk upstairs on my own."
She looked at him with an amused expression on her face and said, "Oh, you're a big man now huh? I don't think so now march." She swatted his backside firmly enough to remind him of who was in charge.
"I'm glad I have sweats on, padding helps." He said rubbing his bottom. It didn't hurt, he rubbed it as a reaction.
She did not respond immediately but pulled at his hand and walked him upstairs. He saw a bathroom on the left side of the hallway at the top of the stairs. His heart jumped in his chest and he got nervous again. She sensed his nervousness and said, "You have nothing I haven't seen before sweetie, and I've seen yours already, remember?"
"No?" Steve said, he never sent nudes over the internet, he knew he hadn't he was too careful to do that; besides he knew that women didn't like seeing them anyways. "When?"
She didn't answer, she sat on the toilet and turned on the bathwater. The bathroom was enormous, the bathtub looked like it could hold 2 people easily to Steve. There were two sinks and a large toilet with a weird device that Steve had not seen before. She knew the question as Steve stood in the bathroom and stared at the device. "That's for special boys that get really big hiney's. They sit in that and it helps them in here. Its really fun, like a ride."
Steve giggled and said, "I like rides, they are fun."
The bathwater filled the tub, she took something from a cabinet and poured some of it into the bathtub, bubbles filled the tub along with the water and a delightful smell filled the room, she knew Steve had become intoxicated by the smell. "Do you have a really big hiney honey?"
"No." Steve said, sticking his lower lip out as far as it would go.
She spun him around so his hiney was facing her, as she sat on the toilet. She said, "Hmm, it seems pretty big. Let's take a closer look." Before he could process what was about to happen, she pulled down his sweatpants and was looking at his bare bottom. She looked at the sweatpants and thought to herself, "Good thing I got the 2xl."
"See? Its not big." Steve said. He put his hands in front of himself, covering himself.
She grabbed one of his cheeks, firmly and bounced it up and down a few times then repeated it with the other cheek. She put a hand on his lower back and gently pushed him over, so he leaned against a counter. She stood up and pressed herself against his bottom. Finally, she stood him back up and sat back down on the toilet. "Turn."
Steve didn't move.
"Turn." She said, firmer now.
Steve moved a foot to the side and his leg slowly followed. He moved the other foot eventually and an inch at a time he stood in front of her, his hands closed as tightly as he could around himself. He stood there, the smells of the bath filling his nose, his mind a blank.
"Hands on your head." She said, mimicking the gesture.
His body was frozen, he could not move. His breathing heaved his tummy and down, it was inches from her face, as she looked him over. She grabbed his chest suddenly and not very gently squeezed one of his nipples. She said again, "Hands on your head."
Steve complied, and put his hands on his head, letting himself fly free. She stood up and put her hands on his face, then she moved her hands down to his chest and grabbed each of his nipples and the round flesh that was near them. He said, "Yours are bigger."
"Yep." She said, with a smile Her hands moved down farther, and she felt his full tummy. It was beginning to empty slightly, and she knew that soon it would be time for another snack. She lifted her hands off of his tummy and looked up at him with love in her eyes. "Where do my hands go now?"
"My ppp...." Was all he could get out. His face was as red as it had ever been.
"Your what?" She leaned forward, and her breasts smooshed against his junk. She looked behind him, "Is what you want back there?"
"No". Steve could still answer simple questions.
She leaned back and said, "Oh look your bath is ready." She delightedly noticed that he was rock hard and ready for whatever she chooses to do. She took his hand in hers and helped him get into the bathtub.
Steve asked her, "Do I have a big hiney?"
"You do, but it could be bigger, would that make you happy?" She asked him sweetly.
Steve didn't know how to respond. He leaned back in the bath, the smells of the bubble bath were impossible to resist in this tub. His eyes gently closed. Soon a gentle snore came out of him. She reached a hand under the water and wrapped it around him. He did not stir. She stroked him up and down, and he soon began to wiggle in the water, but he would not wake up.
She whispered in his ears, "Stand up for me."
Steve stayed asleep but still stood up and out of the water. He was definitely fat, but she knew he could do better. He was ready, had been ready since breakfast.
Just then however a buzz came from her pocket and she took out her phone. She had a text, from a "Megan".
Megan : Do you know where my husband is, I can't find him.
Woman: Nope. Haven't seen him.
Megan : Can you keep an eye out? I found out he was texting this women online, I don't know who she is , but their chats are a little odd.
Woman: Odd how?
Megan: She makes him eat. He told her once that he had a medium pizza and she said she was disappointed that it wasn't a large. I remember that night, he ordered a second pizza because he said the first was the wrong thing. I think he ate both of them.
Woman: Do you have her number? Why don't you just call her out?
Megan: I have it. I haven't used it yet.
Woman: Then don't. Why don't you have a nice big lunch and I'm sure everything will be fine.
Megan: Okay, that sounds good, is Italian okay?
Woman: Yes, make sure to get dessert too, you deserve a treat.
Megan: Thanks Mom, are we on for lunch tomorrow still?
Women: Yeah, don't worry you'll find your husband.

She smiled and put the phone back in her pocket. She looked at her son in law, there in the tub and stood and whispered in his ear, "When I snap my fingers your going to remember exactly who I am, and be aware you're here. Once you cum, you will slide gently back into your daze, knowing me only as the nice woman who loves you. You will not be able to move except to talk and cum."
She took off her clothes and got in the tub with him. She knelt in front of him and grabbed his cock firmly and began to stroke it. She snapped her fingers with her other hand.
"What the fuck!?" Steve gasped. "How did I get so fat?"
"Its been so long. Remember when you used to run marathons." She said. She gently but firmly stroked his cock, faster and firmer, it would not be long now.
"Am I your prisoner?" Steve asked, a tear formed in his eye and fell down his cheek.
She wrapped her breasts around his cock, and rubbed them up and down vigorously.
"Oh, curse you, why are you so good at this? I'm going to cum soon." Steve said.
She did not stop masturbating him but said sweetly, "Just relax and enjoy it, you know what will happen once you cum."
"I am a prisoner." He said, dejected. "Wait, Megan's diet, she's worked so hard to lose the weight."
His cock was quivering and shaking. "Her diet doesn't' stand a chance and neither do you, now cum for me." She said.
He shot his load all over her. She could watch the haze descend over him and he said, "I'm a good boy?"
She smiled and said sweetly," Yes baby. Now sit back in the tub with me, do you want to play with the bubbles?"
"Okay."