Chapter 1

Dave and Sara woke on the morning their cruise ship would dock back in Miami. They snuggled for a while caressing each others bodies. Finally they had to get up, take showers, dress and pack to leave the cabin and ship that had been their home for four weeks.

The couple showered and started to dress, Dave said, “Honey, I can barely pulled my brief bikinis on, they are so tight!” Dave finally pulled on the tight briefs, pulling the tight leg openings all the way up, the waist band did not cover his “crack” leaving a roll of fat spilling over.

“Sara, I think I got fat! Look, how tight my underpants are!” Sara looked at her now much heavier husband admiring the view of rolls of fat around the leg openings of his briefs, the awesome, round love handles spilling over the waist band, the new soft, round bubble butt and the masterpiece, Dave’s new pot belly.

“Dave, you are not fat at all dear, just much, much better! You look fantastic in your bikini, I hope I look as good in mine!” Sally dropped her robe and bent down to pick up a pair of low rise black, nylon bikini panties from the bed and stepped into them. She started to tug them up over her now much plumper thighs. Sara giggled, “Dave honey, look my panties are as tight as your underpants! I am “much better” too, dearest!”

Sara struggled to pull the now several sizes too small panties up over her soft round thighs. She finally tugged the waist band almost over her bottom, leaving a very cute roll of fat hanging out.

Sara laughed out loud, “Dave look at my bottom, it is huge, we really over did it these past weeks, I had so much fun, thank you so much for this trip honey, I love this!” Slapping her bottom and hefting her tummy bulge.

They packed, dressed only in the undies, bumping tummies and bottoms, poking each other newly enhanced assets. They finally dressed in tight clothes so they would feel fat all the way home.

They arrived home and dragged their stuff into their condo. Sara giggled, “First on the scale, I want to see how much blubber I have gained!” Slapping her fat bottom she ran/waddled into the bathroom.

“Dave! I gained thirty eight pounds! This is so great, I have got to call Mom and tell her I am catching up to her and my sisters!” Shrieked Sara.

“My turn!” Dave waddled into the bathroom, his belly bloated with several beers from the flight home, bulging out in front of him. He stepped on the scale. “Beat you Babe! I gained forty three pounds!”

“Ha, not for long!” Sara was loading the oven with four large frozen pizzas while munching on a handful of cookies.