chapter 1

I stretch, rubbing my flat stomach as my newlywed began to stir. I grin, quickly jumping on top of him, giggling.
"Hello sleepy head," I say singsongly. I give him a peck on the cheek.
Derek groans. "Ren, I don't understand how you wake up so early on a Saturday."
I giggle again, squeezing into a little spoon, his muscular hand clutching my large breasts. "It's 9 am. Plus, we have brunch with my sister and her fiance."
He chuckles again, sitting up. "Why did we agree to do that?"
I take out my phone and flash him a photo. My sister is identical to me, from the face to the butt, but the man next to him is the real eye catcher. Muscular and tall, he's tan and well built, prefect for 2 bisexuals.
Derek snorts and stands up and stretches. I smirk as I see his ass has gotten much more flabby than when I met him 3 years ago. He looked like my sister's fiance, but now he's much more of my previous ex's.
I had been planning to fatten him up forever, ever since I saw the flat and fit tush bounce in Biology 4 years ago, our junior year of college. He was the best boyfriend I have ever had, funny and smart, holds a great conversation while such a amazing listener. But there was something I couldn't deal with. When we had sex, I couldn't grab and squeeze his belly. I couldn't massage his belly after we had such a big dinner. I couldn't do anything I did with my previous boyfriend, a 300 pound boy who did nothing but eat. I did love his appetite, but he lacked what Derek has; a personality.
So I set up the plan. I asked him out on a date during our partnership during labs, taking him out to expensive dinners and movies, full of fattening foods. When he wanted to go to the gym, I would pull him into bed and give him a better exercise. Instead of Panera, I would complain of cramps and go to McDonald's and Sonic, him eating more of the food instead of me. While he had packed on those precious pounds, I had lost weight, making me much more in my skin.
Though he hasn't said anything, I've seen him struggle with his pants. Though he hasn't changed drastically, I can tell he went up from his 28 inch to a 32 inch, a good upgrade.
As he grew, the sex became better. Instead of the washboard abs above me, his sexy starter belly rubbed against my crouch, instantly sending both of us into to primal mode, hog wild.
I jump out of bed, kissing Derek's chest. I'm a short girl, while he stands at 6'4, a big height distance. I glance at his pecs, which are turning much more meatier. I chuckle and pinch his nipples. "I love your tits," I push the fat into cleavage. "Hmm, you definitely need a bra for these!"
He blushes a deep red and pushes me away. He walks to the mirror, inspecting his body. "Is it that noticeable?" he mutters softly.
"No, not at all." I stand next to him. "You look so sexy babe," I lock my arms around his neck and kiss him. "Sexier than when I met you."
Derek smiles, but looks a bit uncertain. "B-but, I've had to go up 2 pant sizes. My abs-" he motions to his small belly, which jiggles a bit as I giggle. "Are you sure?"
I caress his chest and make my way down to his belly. "A man should never be insecure about his weight." I grab onto his boxers, which are getting a little snug. I tug him closer as he blushes harder. "And a little weight comes with marriage."
"I-i mean, yeah," he stutters. I giggle. He's such a insecure boy. "But I've packed on 15 pounds in the last year. Isn't that... bad?"
I yank his boxers off, his massive dick hanging erect to the touch. "What would be bad," I whisper in his ear. I can feel him shiver. "If you don't shove your dick inside me in the next 10 seconds." I smile, bringing my hands to his crotch. "10, 9-"
He picks me up with ease and drags me to the bed. He lifts my legs up to his shoulders, leaving me on my back. He shoves his manhood roughly inside of me. I squeal in ecstasy.
"Oh yes!" I moan. I grasp for his chest pull him closer. "Oh my god!"
He kisses me intensely, rocking back and forth quickly. "Are you enjoying yourself?" he asks roughly, a totally different tone from a couple of minutes ago. "Do you like it?"
I nod, kissing him again. "God, put a baby inside of me you handsome piece of ass." I scratch at his back. "Make me pregnant!"
Derek smirks, shoving his penis farther inside of me, farther than I knew was possible. "Your wish is my command, princess."