Chapter 4

One Month later…

“My, my you two!” said my wife Paula, entering the living room with a smile and hands of hips.

She found Heidi and Ricardo quietly watching the satellite television. I sat, sleepily, trying to finish my book in a way-too-comfy easy chair.

“Thanks for keeping little Ricardo at bay, Heidi. He can be a nervous handful if you let him,” smiled Paula.

“…And let me know if he gets too clingy, I know how he is sometimes!”

“It’s my pleasure," said Heidi. “He’s my little adopted nephew, you know.”

Paula chuckled. “Okay, let me know if he’s too much!” she said, heading upstairs.

As they went back to their television, Ricardo snuggled a little closer to Heidi. I could see Ricardo realizing how much of the couch her body now took up compared to when Heidi first arrived.

“You're getting bigger, Heidi, I don’t have room on this couch anymore!” said Ricardo, sticking out his lower lip glumly and frowning.

Heidi was at first offended, but then took the comment lightly, as it was from a innocent ten-year-old boy. She then playfully pushed his face into her ample, cushy belly as punishment.

“Take that, you little rascal!” she said, as he giggled.

“Alright, time for me to get on with the day,” said Heidi, attempting to get up.

“Where are you going?” asked Ricardo.

“I have to go upstairs and take a shower, and some other stuff. Grownups need alone time sometimes. Okay? Now get going. Hey, isn’t it your exercise time?” Heidi said, scolding him a bit.

Ricardo agreed and reluctantly ran off.

He looked back to see Heidi slowly hoisting herself from the couch. She was obviously having more difficulty than ever getting up with all the added weight.

After a few minutes, Heidi finally reached the bathroom, breathing heavily after climbing the steps.

“Geez! Look at this,” Heidi said, now standing in front of the bathroom mirror. She then reached under her pillowy and sagging tummy and lifted it slightly with both hands.

“I am fed too well!” she said, giggling. “Well, I better get on the scale and see how it looks.”

With that she walked over to the scale, her belly jiggling as she moved. As she stepped atop the scale, she realized she had to bend over to see the spinning dial over her protruding tummy.

“Whoa! 315!” said Heidi, hands on her fat hips. “Whew, it’s getting out of control!”

She thought for a moment, then smiled at herself in the mirror sexily.

“……..Hmmmm, a few pounds, but still looking sexy!” she said.

She then glamorously flipped her pretty hair to the side and winked at herself.

“I’ll still be able to get the guys when I go back home!” she said, grinning slyly.

A few moments later, Heidi heard a voice as the door creaked open. “Oh, I’m sorry!”

Marisol had come in through the ajar bathroom door and stood looking at Heidi.

“Whew! Nice belly!” was all Marisol could think to say.

“Thanks!” Heidi said in return, standing proudly, her hands with nowhere to go but to rest on top of her spreading love handles. “I still look hot, right?” she said brimming with confidence.

Heidi then turned and faced the mirror again and this time reached down and poked one of her tiny fingers into her biggest roll of belly flab. Her hand seemed to almost disappear in the ample flesh as she pushed inward.

“Well,” said Marisol, standing directly behind Heidi. “You certainly are the best looking fat girl I know! …or should I say, rubenesque girl!” Marisol continued, not wanting to make her feel self conscious. She admired Heidi’s still striking good looks.

“Let’s do our makeup!” said Marisol, eagerly.

Heidi and Marisol loved to make each other up, do their hair and play like they were still in high school.

“Ok!” said Heidi. “But let me take a quick shower.”

With that, Heidi slipped her bra and panties off and stepped into the shower. Marisol was amazed at how fat she was getting and how increasingly thick her fat rolls now were. The extra flab jiggled and swayed as she maneuvered into shower.

After the shower, the girls must have giggled and glamorized each other for almost an hour. Soon they emerged downstairs.

“Wow!” I said. “Looking good, girls!”

They both looked quite beautiful, but Heidi looked exceptional. Her looks were highlighted by the tasteful makeup and nicely styled hair. Marisol looked great in her own way too. She had lost even more weight and now almost looked what I would call “thin”. She wore a tight Adidas warm-up suit that showed off her new body.

Heidi, on the other hand, had slipped into one of her white sundresses. I was so enchanted by her lovely face at first, I hadn’t noticed the white fabric of her dress clinging snugly to her ample tummy. She must have forgotten to dry off in the steamy bathroom. She looked so fat I couldn’t believe it. I hadn’t realized how big and wide her belly was as I gazed at the thin white fabric as it clung like a second skin to her sagging gut. Man, I have to say, its mere size shocked me a little.