Chapter 7

And so it was that our heroine Brie was indeed pregnant, 4 months so, though it was hardly noticeable as she was draped in fat, wearing XXXXL custom pajamas and sweats every day. She was waited on night and day and as Divac's queen she needed nothing, all was handled for her. Rarely did she have to leave her plush bedroom, but occasionally she did so. Divac's crazed mother kept Brie's activity to a minimum, both to protect her new grandchild and get a larger cut of the money from Brie's added baby weight.And she was nearly immobile...

One fine summer day Brie waddled slowly and carefully out onto the balcony overlooking the ocean, a major task for her as she was now well over 600 pounds and her belly slapped her knees, and the sweat ran, as she walked. It was so hard now, but she was rich, rich, rich....HA! She was bigger than Cathy for sure, she thought...Huffing and puffing, sweating, soft and slow, she found Divac on his lounge chair talking on his cell phone. He did not know she was listening.

"Well Cathy, yes, I think you would make a fine Nanny," said Divac, "I am sorry to hear that you have lost some weight. Really...Um hmm, um hmm, OK please come down on the next flight."

Brie decided not to tip her hand, and waited to come up behind him slowly. "Hello dear," she finally said, moving forward and pushing her huge, soft roll covered fat belly sack, not unlike a water filled hefty bag hanging off her body, into his face. "I was waiting for you to come and satisfy me."

"Yes my dear," he said somewhat nervously, and led her slowly back to the fabulously furnished bedroom. He then watched from behind with glee as she waddled ahead, huge ass mottled with cellulite, thigh rolls galore, huge calves, fat ankles, side rolls packed and glistening with sweat, thighs rubbing, long smooth beautiful blonde hair hanging to her ass - a model of a perfect fat woman - HIS fat woman. So fat, so soft, rippling, and he was responsile for it - NO - SHE was responsible for it, wanting the weight, being a piggy glutton, seeking the fat, gorging herself at every turn to morf into the lard covered Barbie that she was. His lard covered Barbie doll.

As ususal he was tremendously excited, fondling her massive belly and tonite emptying himself in the deep cavern that was her belly button. It was so deep that he could hardly touch bottom with his member. Divac always loved trying to lift her rolls, and it was almost impossible for him to do so now.

As he laid there afterwards fingering her flooded pussy, he said, "You should know that my brother is coming to the island, and also Cathy is coming back."

She kissed him hard, wrapped her blubbery arms around his waist and pushed his stiff member back into the wet abyss of her belly button and said, "How does this affect me..." He came again in a few moments.