chapter 13

Matt had been gone two months. Kelly and I had been eating whatever we wanted, without a thought to how many calories we were really taking in. Well, Kelly probably was thinking about it, and enjoying the thought. I was enjoying watching her eating well, and going along for the ride. One Saturday morning, though, it came time to start paying attention. I was putting on a pair of jeans and I could hardly button them. I could hardly get the button close enough to the hole to even try to button them. I sucked in, hard, and managed to get them closed. I looked in the mirror, and I had a roll of fat pushing up from the waistband of my jeans. I could hardly breathe. I also could hardly believe it. I'd never gained any weight before. I'd always been 170 pounds, give or take a pound. Not now though. I didn't know how much I'd gained, but it was enough that I wasn't going to be able to wear these jeans. Right then Kelly walked into the bathroom and saw my predicament. Her eyes went straight to the bulge over my jeans and she got a small grin on her face. She came over and patted my new roll. "I guess the Kelly diet has gotten to you too, Jeff."

There was certainly no hiding it. "Yeah, I guess I've been eating more than usual."

"And enjoying yourself, don't forget that," she said, patting my midsection again. "Here, those look painful." She unbuttoned them, with help from me sucking in again, and pulled them down. "C'mon, step out of them, you're not wearing those today." As I did, Kelly took my hand and led me onto the bed. She put me on my back and lay next to me with her hand on my new belly. "Oh Jeff, let me feel your little fat roll," as she kneaded my belly. "Oh, it's so sexy, you having a little meat on your bones. I love it." With that, she was all over me, kissing my belly and then going...farther south. As she blew me, she kept one hand on my belly, caressing it as I came to orgasm. When I was done, and trying to wrap my brain around the idea that Kelly liked my fat as much as I did hers, she lay back down next to me.

"Don't feel bad, Jeff. I'm getting fatter, too. And if we keep hanging out together, I think we're both going to get fatter." She had a point. While I didn't eat as much as she did, I was eating the same things. Rich dinners that one of us cooked, or the high calorie, high carb food at the various brew pubs. "I still haven't heard from Matt. I don't know when I'm going to hear from him. So I'd like to keep hanging out with you. I like being with you. You're fun and the sex is great. At least I think it's great." I reassured her that I thought the sex was great too. "And I'm going to cook and eat the way I want to, and if you keep hanging out with me," she patted my belly, "these new pounds are going to bring their friends."

Now I was really conflicted. I was screwing Matt's girlfriend, albeit with his permission. I was a party to her getting fatter, and I was loving that part. I had gained weight and if I kept on the way I was, I knew that I would gain more weight. Kelly went on. "I really like this new little belly, Jeff. I think I'll like it if you gain some more. In fact, I might just help you." That was it, then. If I kept hanging out with Kelly, she'd make sure I got fatter. And I realized that the idea of this tall, chubby blonde fattening me up turned me on. And that surprised me. I had always been a chubby chaser. I didn't know why. Maybe the first time I grew body hair I saw a fat girl and that locked me in for life. But I'd never considered the reverse. I'd never thought about the idea of a big sexy woman fattening me up. This was all new to me. And Kelly fattening me up? There was no doubt that the idea turned me on. Which must have been apparent. Kelly giggled a little, "Oh look, you must be turned on, Jeff. Look what just happened." Yes, indeed, I was standing tall at full attention. Kelly moved to get on all fours on top of me. I looked at her belly hanging down. From my vantage point, her breasts and her belly hung down to almost the same point. Her breasts were big enough that they hung just a little lower, but barely. But if she kept gaining, no doubt that her belly would outgrow her breasts to win that contest. The idea turned me on even more. She flexed herself to rub her belly against my member, getting me even more ready. Then she lowered herself onto me, and began rocking herself, back and forth, back and forth. This time it was her turn to come first, loud enough to shake the walls. Moments later I came also. With a little less noise, but plenty of excitement.

We were once again spent, Kelly laying next to me, our breathing getting back under control. "What do you say, Jeff? Are you ready to get fat with me?"

As conflicted as I was, there was only one answer. "For the next four months, hell yes, Kelly. Then Matt comes back. Once he comes back, I'm stepping aside. Whatever you two work out, great. As far as I'm concerned, you're still Matt's girlfriend."

"Fair enough," answered Kelly.

"Now what?" I asked.

"Now I fix breakfast. A great, big, country breakfast."