Chapter 3 - The Restaurant (page 1)

I opened the door for my sweet fat piglet and she waddled through, her enormous belly bouncing with each step. She was looking quite beautiful packed tightly into her dress….her boobs were bulging over the low cut of the top section, and her ass looked like it would burst through the rear material any moment. When she passed through the front door I noticed how close she was to being so fat that she would rub against the frame.

I opened the car door for Valentina and she giggled over my chivalry. She spun her rotund body about, causing a sexy sway of her voluptuous curves, and squeezed her enormous ass into the Firebird. The car was tiny compared to my piggy goddess, but neither of us minded. The car sank as she plumped down into it, and I noticed with glee that her ass was overflowing the center console. She raised one pudgy leg, and then the other into the vehicle. I proceeded to close the door, but was impeded when her massive butt blocked it. I asked her to squeeze her plush bottom in tighter, and she shimmied and shook and got in just a little bit more. The whole car shook as she crammed herself into it, as did her gloriously plump shelf of bosom. The door still would not close all the way, but I managed to put all my body weight into it and squeeze it shut despite her enormity. She oinked at me sexily from within and winked. I was once again at full attention down below.

I got in, and we drove to the restaurant. I could barely focus on driving though, as my eyes were drawn like opposing magnets to her harmony of spheres bulging over the center console and wobbling profusely as we drove down the bumpy roads. She patted her belly as we approached a red light.

“Oh mio, darling, I want to stuff myself so much for you. I am such a piggy…”

I leaned over and kissed her. “You are so beautiful, Valentina. I want you to eat so much tonight that you burst your dress…”

“Mmm, I will, sweetie. I will grow so fat for you! Oink oink!”

I nearly lost it, but luckily we were now approaching our destination.

When we got inside and the staff led us to the table, I noticed immediately a problem which was about to arise. The chairs had arms, and my baby’s fat ass was far too beautifully swollen to fit into them. Nonetheless, I said nothing and allowed her to try. She squeezed and panted, attempting to lower her enormous weight into the chair. With an ominous crack, the chair broke almost instantly as she put a little more force into it. She plopped to the floor, and sat there, jiggling for several seconds, and giggled.

“Mi amore, look what I have done! I am a good piggy?”

My enormous bulge was answer enough for her, and she licked her lips like a cat ready to devour its meal. “I see that I have made you happy.” She smiled devilishly.

I returned the same smile, and helped her up, which took nearly all my strength. My oh my, my piglet had grown so much in the last two years. We apologized to the staff which insisted it was no problem at all (probably anticipating the size of our bill based on the size of my girlfriend), and they led us into a back room normally reserved for special guests. There was a private dining booth nestled into the room, which wide bench seats. Even then, we had to move the table away from the seat before my sexy fatty could squeeze herself in, and she still bulged sexily over and under the tabletop. She rubbed her piggy belly in anticipation.

“I want everything, mi amore….stuff me until I pop!”

Her wish was my command. I ordered several appetizers and one of each entrée for my gluttonous goddess. She was practically drooling as the appetizers arrived…heavenly smells wafted into both our nostrils. She immediately dug into an onion blossom, dipping each piece in some very thick-looking sauce. She moaned lustily as she took the first bite, and her pace quickened. She started shoveling it into her mouth, pausing only long enough to dip it in large amounts of sauce. Any time my piglet made a mess of herself, I wiped her cute double chin and sometimes her fat, bulging breasts.