chapter 5 - friends start to notice

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She looking down at her midsection, now quite deflated from the bloated taut soccerball it had been about eight hours earlier.
 “It was so big and round last night,” she said with a sad look in her eyes.  “And now, it’s not as big. Maybe I can’t get fat.”  I explained that her morning trip to the bathroom had gotten rid of much of that feast.  “And the rest is hanging around making some more fat cells for us to plump up.” “So I need to keep this little belly filled?” “Yes,” I agreed, holding a Boston cream donut to her pouty lips.  Still a bit unsure, she nodded agreement, sighed deeply and began to eat. That night, when I returned from class, she was lying on the couch, munching cookies from a nearly-empty package of Oreos.  God, I had never imagined I would be with someone so sexy, so vulnerable and so willing to fatten up for me. The weeks passed quickly with finals coming up.  Every morning, I would feed Carlie a large breakfast and go to class.  Every few days, I increased the portions of some foods.  I added biscuits and gravy, then pancakes to the morning feasts. By mid-May, she was complaining about her clothes not fitting any more.  In fact, almost all her clothes were too small. Her thigh gap narrowed and closed.  On campus, I sometimes ogled her at a distance and just smiled.  She was usually munching on some high-calorie junkfood out of the vending machines and drinking a 20-ounce Coke.  Her hips swayed provocatively in some of the tightest jeans around. Her friends started to notice and make comments.  Some even started giving her advice on how to lose weight.  But she would just dismiss them with a smile.  She stuck to her guns and continued to eat. 

"I'm getting fat for you," she whispered into my ear each night, as I stuffed her with fattening foods and rubbed her softening curves. 

"Not fat enough," I'd chortle, filling her mouth so full she could do nothing more than moan her pleasure, as my fingers moved beneath her growing gut, to that special place between her thickening thighs.

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