Chapter 6

"Here's the form from Accounting," Kim told Rick.



He watched her walk away from his desk, her incredible ass threatening to split the seams of her size 26 skirt. Rick was thrilled that she continued to gain, ableit slowly. As he observed her love handles spilling out to the sides he became quite hard.



"Uh, Kim?" he called.



She turned..



"I'm, um, well, I can't quite reach my bottom drawer anymore," Rick admitted.



This was true, he was closing in on 350 and bending that low was practically impossible.



"Could you grab the travel file for me?"



Kim smiled, feeling her own sexual thrill at the thought of him being too fat to bend over. She walked back over to his desk while Rick scooted his chair back. He stared in wonder as she bent over to open the bottom drawer, her wide ass just an arm’s length away. Kim glanced over her shoulder and grinned when she realized how entranced he was with her rear. She wiggled it back and forth a bit, giggling as Rick practically drooled over the sight.



“Like what you see, big boy?” she asked.



Rick nodded. Kim turned around and put her hands on the arm’s of his chair, her enlarged bosom hanging inches from his feet.



“How about now?” she asked.



Rick nodded again.



“You can touch them,” Kim breathed in his ear.



Rick’s hands moved up, tenderly cradling her swollen mammaries. Kim arched her back and hissed in arousal. Her breasts were increasingly sensitive and it had been quite a while since she felt a man’s touch. She purred as his palms brushed against her nipples. When Rick gently removed one breast and started sucking lightly on her engorged nipple she was putty in his hands.



Since they couldn’t both fit in his chair, they hurried over to his leather couch, leaving clothing items in their wake. The couch creaked as they collapsed onto it, not used to holding almost 600 pounds. Kim ended up on top, straddling Rick’s hips with her fattened thighs. Their fat bellies mashed together, four breasts jiggled, swung, and flopped.



Rick tried to gain entrance into Kim’s dripping pussy but they had become too fat for that position. Kim stood and walked over to Rick’s desk, her bare ass cheeks bobbing up and down in a hypnotizing fashion. She put her hands on his desk and leaned forward, her ass now pointing toward the door. Rick waddled behind her, lifting up his gut and slowly sliding in.



Kim’s breasts slapped against her gut, which in turn slapped against her thighs as they started rocking back and forth. Rick’s gut jiggled and shook as it sat atop Kim’s huge ass. Deep in the throes of passion, they never heard the door open behind them.



“Well, well,” came the voice of Rick’s wife, Rachel.



Boss and assistant froze in place.



Rachel walked around to face them, a small smile playing on her lips.



“No, don’t move,” she told them. “This is very interesting.”



She moved closer, reaching down beneath Kim’s hanging gut to run her hands up and down her flanks. Then she fingered Kim’s left breast, rolling the stiffened nipple between thumb and forefinger.



“You’ve really porked up,” she whispered in Kim’s ear. “Look at you, fat and naked, bent over like a pig at the trough. You’re truly a cow, aren’t you? These big fat swinging udders, that ass that can barely fit through doors.”



“And you,” Rachel continued as she stood up and circled her husband. “You’re so incredibly disgustingly fat it’s actually turning me on. It’s been quite an experience watching you blimp up. I’ve never seen a gut as big as yours. When’s the last time you saw your feet, huh? Can you even reach your cock anymore? And these breasts! They’re bigger than mine!”



Rachel swatted his plump bottom, chortling as it jiggled away, waves running through his flab-covered body.



“It’s amazing you can even get around by yourself anymore. I so enjoy watching you try to climb out of that sports car. You’re such a porker but you won’t admit it. Trust me, you’re not fooling anyone. Anyone who sees you immediately thinks, ‘Wow, what a truly disgusting fat man. Who could let themselves go like that?’ Trust me, hun, everyone knows you’re a fat man.”



The cheating couple was still frozen in place, somehow even more turned on by this barrage of verbal abuse.



“Why don’t you come by for dinner on Saturday, Kim?” Rachel said. “I think it will be a very, ah, fulfilling experience for you both.”



~*~*~*~*~*~



The sun set on Saturday evening, sending striations of pink, purple, and red across the horizon. Rick and Kim missed it, as they laid side by side on Rick’s bed. Both were completely naked. Their swollen bellies rose up like twin mountains, having just been stuffed to bursting by Rachel. Rick and Kim were belching, groaning, panting, and gasping as they tried to massage their aching guts.



Rachel smiled at them from the foot of the bed. “The evening is just beginning,” she said.