chapter 2

That last comment was a turn on. I went over to Target, I was now pretty self-conscious of my weight. I could feel how tight my sweat pants were and my briefs. I bought a scale and a cloth sewing tape measure. I couldn’t resist and got a couple of hotdogs at the snack bar. I got back to my condo and logged into skype to Claire’s email. She giggled, “Ned, take off you sweat pants and get on the scale for me. I did, I was shocked, the number came up as 234 lbs. I stood there staring at the number. Claire brought me out of my shock, “Ned, tell me how much do you weigh?” “Oh my God, Claire, I’m so fat! I weight 230 lbs. I’ve gained over forty pounds!” She was giggling, “Okay big boy, let’s measure that adorable belly, get the tape measure out and show me!” I took the tape measure out of the package and wrapped it around my belly. I stood right in front of the laptop camera eye, so Claire could see the tape too. She was nearly swooning looking at my bulging belly in my super tight size thirty six shiny nylon briefs. I looked at where the end lined up with a number, I was stunned, no wonder none of my clothes fit anymore, my waist was 48 inches. Claire shrieked, “Oh Ned your belly is so nice and round, measure around your butt for me now. I turned sticking my butt almost onto the key broad of my laptop and the laptop’s lens I could hear Claire giggling. I wrapped the tap around my protruding butt cheeks and turned in profile to the laptop. I heard Claire giggle again, “Ned your booty is 45 inches you have a huge booty!” I kept thinking “How did I get so fat?”

Claire again brought my out of my shock. “Ned I love looking at you on skype, but I want to see you eat for me are going to have lunch?” I stammered, “I don’t’ know Claire, I’m so fat!” “Ned, you look awesome to me, I love how much weight you have gained, please eat lunch for me.” I responded, “Claire, really you like me all fatten up?” “Duh, Ned, you like me nice chubby, that’s why you asked me out last fall isn’t that true?” I blushed, “Yes, that’s true, I love your body.” “Ned, I love your body, now, I want you to stay fat and gain more weight. I’ll get fat too!”

“Well in that case, I’m going to order a large pizza, bread sticks, dessert pastries and frosting and you can watch me gorge myself.” She shrieked, “Oh Ned, do it! I’ll order pizza too and we can watch each other!”

We did. I sat at my kitchen table in front of the laptop, eating slice after slice of pizza, then the bread stick, the pastries with the frosting. Claire did the same, slice after slice, though she ate a medium, I ate a large. We were both watching each other. I slouched back in a chair, my engorged belly pressing up against my table. Claire was on her couch, cradling her belly. We just sat for a moment, “Claire, I need to get some work done.” She patted her stuffed belly, “Ned, so do I.” She piped up, “Ned, how about doing this again tonight?” “Claire, we are going to get so fat!” She giggled, “I know!”

This kept up into the summer. We didn’t binge on skype every night. If we had, we both would have become morbidly obese by the end of the month.

Finally, the vaccine and lower Covid outbreaks allowed more restaurants to open, including our favorite buffet. We made our first in person date since early winter of 2020.

I picked Claire up at her apartment. We nearly didn’t make it to the buffet Claire was turned on by how fat I was. My waist had grown to fifty inches, my butt forty eight. My sweat pants XL, were obscenely tight around my fat rear end, my huge belly bulged out in front of me, my t-shirt only cover two thirds of my of it. She started kneading my belly and butt right away. Swooning, “Oh Ned, your body is so awesome, so nice fat and so soft!” I patted her now basketball size booty cheeks, “Claire, after we eat, you can do whatever you want to this.” I patted my belly making it wobble.

I helped Claire into my car and we drove over to the buffet and our best date ever! I paid the fee and Claire and I gorged to an hour and a half. We could hardly waddle back to my car. I loaded, my engorged, bloated, stuffed, super-hot girlfriend into my car. “Your place or mine?” I asked as I struggled to get the seat belt around her taught belly. She kissed me poking my distended belly, “Your condo, you have more food and a king size bed. We’re too fat to fit on my queen bed.”

We spent an awesome weekend, love making, eating, more eating, more loving making and more eating. We both looked like beached whales on Sunday evening. I poked her belly, slapped mine, making both wobble, “Claire, you should move in with me.” She looked at giggled, “I was wondering when you were going to ask.” Her lease was up and we had to hire a moving crew. We were now so overweight, it would have been impossible for us to move anything.

They weren’t very happy at the company about our move in. But we were consenting adults, so there wasn’t much they could do about it. When we finally got back in the office, we were curious how our co-workers would react to our obvious excessive weight gain. We were surprised at how many co-workers had become obese too, some even more than Claire and I.

We loved living together. We seldom got dressed in more than bikini panties and briefs. There was a lot of spontaneous love making, getting turned on by fat bellies resting on counters, or fat booties getting stuck in small doorways. We also had a lot of belly bumping, booty bumps and heavy fondling.

After only two months, I asked Claire to marry me. We figured at the rate we were continuing to gain weight, we might become immobile before we got married. The wedding was awesome, we had a massive buffet and invited all of our now obese co-workers and friends. Our honey moon was a cruise, one of the first since the pandemic, so very few other passengers, we ate to our hearts and bellies content, gaining more weight.

When we got back, we sold my condo and bought a nice house in the suburbs, with a pool and on one level. We had some obese neighbors as well.

I now weighed two hundred and seventy five pounds carrying a massive fifty eight inch belly and fifty five inch butt cheeks. Claire weighed over two hundred pounds and love to waddle around the pool in her tight bikini swimsuit.

Thanks to “Zoom” and the pandemic, there are two very fat and very fat people.