Chapter 2

Jess remembered the first day that Lewis came in to her restaurant, Casa. The new security guard was tall and handsome and she had been immediately drawn to him. He had introduced himself and they had started chatting.

She had offered him a portion of the daily special, creamy chicken and bacon pasta, while they talked. Even though it was a generous portion he had wolfed it down, complementing her on the food. He was such a charmer.

She didn't know what came over her but he looked liked he enjoyed it so much that she had asked if he wanted another portion. To her delight he didn't refuse.

She got a weird sensation as she watched him eat the second bowl. It was a mixture of emotions - part of her felt excited, part of her felt confused. She wasn't quite sure what was happening. Her mind was on overdrive.

As time progressed and the more that he came into the shop, the more she realised she liked him. He seemed pretty keen too and started visiting her every shift. He would often leave her restaurant bloated with a full belly showing under his uniform. She didn't know why, but she really liked the idea of his belly getting bigger. It was something that she had thought about since she was a teenager, but had dismissed it as too weird.

Over the months she had watched with a curious excitement as his belly grew, and the portions that she gave him increased in size too. She liked the way that he looked when he was bloated, and as time progressed he started to look like that all the time. She thought that his new gut was very cute. There was something really attractive about a man that could eat, and this guy could eat. He started gaining slowly at first but recently the weight had piled on. She loved watching his uniform get tighter and tighter, and eventually he had outgrown his first shirt. Now this one was getting tight too...

She would day dream about rubbing his round belly, how it would feel to have her hands all over him. She bit her lip - luckily he was too busy eating to notice that she was staring.

It was strange. She had never acknowledged these feelings before, let alone acted on them, and now there was this hot guy who seemed intent to turn it into reality in front of her eyes.

For him it wasn't just the food. Sure it was great and he could eat as much as he liked. But the company was also amazing and that kept him coming back. Jess was everything that he could have hoped for in a girl. She was sexy, clever, funny, and a wickedly good cook. He hadn't met anyone like her in a long time. They enjoyed spending time with each other and he was pleased that their flirting was increasing in tempo.

She didn't seem to mind that he was putting on weight either. In fact she seemed pleased that his uniform was getting tighter and he always felt her eyes on him when she thought that he wasn't looking.

One day as he leaned over to pick up a cake, his stuffed gut casting a huge shadow over the counter, she couldn't help herself and stroked his belly. It was almost like she didn't mean to, she had just had a moment’s lapse in concentration. Her cheeks immediately flushed.

It felt good and he wanted to put her at ease. He had given her a smile like he was drunk and said something about being a 'hazard of the job'. They had both laughed.

After saying goodbye, he walked away to continue his rounds. She smiled as she watched him leave the restaurant, and make a beeline for the ice cream store.

Sarah, Jess's co-worker, noticed how close they seemed to be getting. 'You don't 'like' him do you?' she asked.

'No' Jess said blushing detecting the tone in her colleagues voice. 'We are just friends'

'That is a relief' Sarah said 'He used to be hot before, and I am not denying that he is a nice guy, but he is getting fat. I am not surprised though - whenever I see him he is always eating.'

'Yeah I know, I can't believe how big his belly is getting.'

Jess turned around to wipe the surface behind her and felt a flush of guilt. Sure, he didn't help himself, but she was also to blame. She was deliberately feeding him up.