chapter 3

"Babe!" I call from the living room. "It's movie night!"
My husband walks in, a big bowl of popcorn in his hands and two big bottles of Coke. He flops down to me and I immediately wrap my body over his.
"What movie?" he asks, opening his Coke and shoving a large pile of popcorn into his mouth.
I look through our Netflix. "The Breakfast Club is a classic."
Derek smiles and snuggles closer to me. "Ooh, it's also my favorite."
I giggle and click on it.
Throughout the movie, I don't watch the screen, I look over Derek's expanding body and its assets. His arms have lost most of their definition, and all I feel is a cute layer of fat over his muscles. He now has some cute moobs, which sag ever so slightly. His belly has taken most of the weight, though, as it laps over onto to a third of his lap, very warm and squishy. I know he's very self conscious, but it warms my heart to see him putting in a effort to gain weight (Even if it's an unconscious decision.).
After about 30 minutes, the doorbell rings. "Who's that?" he asks, shoving more popcorn into his mouth.
"I ordered pizza," I say, getting up to answer the door, swinging my ass.
"Lauren," he begins. "I can't have pizza, I'm on a diet!"
I open the door to a pimple faced teen with three boxes of pizzas, all meatlovers. "Thanks so much." I say, handing him a 10. As the door closes, I walk back over to the couch and lay next to him, the pizzas at my side.
"Come on, it's movie night!" I exclaim, opening one of the boxes to reveal the greasy, calorie laden pizza. "I got it just for you, that pizza place across town that serves the meatlovers pizza you love." I give him puppy eyes. "Please don't make it go to waste."
Derek looks at me before sighing and grimacing. "Sure, I guess." I grin as he takes a bite and quietly moans. "I forgot how good this stuff is."
I laugh and take a small bite of pizza.
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"What's next?" I say, looking through the movies. "We can't just end with one."
Derek chuckles. "Jurassic Park, I loved that as a kid."
I scroll through the movies as I notice something. "Hey, you didn't finish your pizza."
He glances at the boxes and sighs. "I-i'm not hungry." as he says it, his stomach gurgles. I giggle as his cheeks redden.
"Your belly disagrees!" I tickle his plump belly, as he squirms.
"Stop it!" he pushes my hands away as I grope to get on top of him. I sit on Derek's lap, his belly almost touching my flat stomach. "Lauren-"
I kiss him, grabbing his face. His bulge grows bigger underneath me as we go harder. I rock my ass back and forth, letting my stomach take in his.
I take my face away and scoot even closer to his face, his belly squishing against me. His cheeks grow even redder and it growls. I smile, grabbing a piece of pizza.
"Lauren-" he tries to push me away, put I stroke his cheeks, bringing my fingers down to his chest. "I-i can't, I m-mean-"
"I love a man with some weight on him," I circle my finger around one of his moobs. I squeeze it, biting my lip. "I love it when your belly jiggles when you try to put on your jeans that you've out grown." I make my way down to his belly button, and stick my finger in. "I love it when you gorge on your favorite foods. I love it when you squirm when I touch your belly. I love it when you heartily eat my big breakfast, even though you always say you need to cut back. Because you know what?" I gently stroke his small under belly. "You love being bigger, I can tell. If you really did want to cut back, you would. But you just keep eating and eating, growing out of your clothes, feeling yourself get bigger. And loving it."
Derek looks at me in the eyes. After a while, he suddenly flips me around, so I'm my back and he's over me. I shove the slice into his mouth, and he greedily chows down on it. He grabs the box, and loses the advantage. I switch with him, now him in the submissive position.
"I knew it," I smirk as I fondle his love handles. He moans, shoving more pizza into his mouth.
"Feed me," he mutters, grease around his mouth. "God, feed me until I pop like a tick."
I grab two pieces of pizza and shove into his mouth. As he chews, I feel up his wonderfully plump body. I haven't been able to feel his gain, only see it. Now, I notice all the little folds of fat on him. As he continues to eat, I work up his body, prodding and squeezing each flap of lard.
As he finishes, I get up and start prancing to the bedroom, knowing Derek's sex drive is just starting to kick in.