Chapter 2

Wednesday, 18th June

This morning I decided to bring along a box of chocolates to apologies for the way I turned her down at first yesterday.

“Thank you. I am sure I’ll enjoy these” She said patting her potbelly.

I don’t know why but that gave me a little thrill of excitement as I saw her little belly jiggle slightly.

Later this afternoon as I was forking cuttings off the lawn when Sarah came out into the garden in a tight skirt and a t-shirt that failed to met her skirt, again I don’t know what got into me but I found her attire kind of sexy.

“Surely you have done enough work today.”

“I guess I could stop, what had you got in mind?”

“I was thinking maybe you could feed me those chocolates you brought me.”

“Feed you, can’t you feed yourself?”

“Of course I can silly, but I thought it could be sexy.”

“Alright then.”

But I was not convinced, already dealing with the fact I quite like the curvier Sarah, actually feeding her seemed to be going too far. I guessed I could give it a whirl and if it was as I thought it would be I didn’t have to do it again.

At first it was a little weird but Sarah was clearly getting off on it as I placed the assorted chocolates between her lips and as time passed her enthusiasm for it started to rub off on me as well.

“Tell me how big I have gotten, tell me how big I am going to get”

What are you meant to say to that? I did not know but caught in the moment I said something like.

“You are so big and only going to get bigger. You are turning into quite the little fatty”

“Oh take me now, your naughty little piggy.”

So I did just that and it really was magnificent, I am not sure I really want her to get any fatter, but I certainly did at that moment.

Monday, 23rd June

Went out for a drink after work today with my best mates Mark and John at our local pub. It was not particularly eventful night just three guys putting away beers a little faster than was probably good for us and chatting about the weekend footie amongst other things.

The only strange thing was when I noticed the barmaid coming around to collect our empty glasses had a muffin top thing going on. Not strange in itself but in the fact it turned me on a little bit and with it came the realisation that it was not only Sarah’s extra pounds that I was starting to like.

A week ago I would never have dreamed I would be having feelings like this but it is as if I have opened a box and there is just no way to shut it again. I cannot believe I am saying this, even if it is just to my diary but I quite like the idea of Sarah getting fatter.

Thursday, 26th June

Knowing that Mr Adams was going to be away on business today, I arrived a little later than usual and came with a gift.

“What have you got there?”

“Oh this just a little snack for my little piggy.”

“It is three pizzas.”

“As I said just a little snack.”

“Oh your so naughty, at this rate they are going to have to roll me back to uni in September.”

“We can only hope, now why don’t you get comfy on the sofa while I get you a drink to wash it all down.”

So I went off to the kitchen to fix pour her a large glass of coke. She had already started on the first slice by the time I made it into the lounge and made short work of the whole pepperoni pizza. It was not until about halfway through the barbeque chicken pizza she had next that she started to struggle. But she carried on eating just at a slower pace for a while.

“Oh…sooo full.”

“Come on you can eat a little bit more, you have only got one slice left of this pizza.”

“No can’t, sorry.”

“Let me help you.”

With that I undid the button on her jeans and some fat surged forward released from the confines of the tight jeans and then started to rub her taut belly a little.

“Ooohhh that is good, don’t stop, maybe I could eat a little more.”

And she picked up the final slice of her second pizza and it disappeared in to her belly surprisingly quickly, I expected her to stop there but she opened the third, a seafood special and started munching on that too, she got a third through it before she was finally defeated. Her belly now felt tight as a drum with all the food she had devoured, I continued to rub it slightly until she started to drift off to sleep. So I left her to have a nap on the sofa and got around to actually doing a bit of work outside.

A couple of hours later she came out into the garden with the pizza box in one hand and a slice of remaining cold pizza in the other, munching on it as she came over to me.

“You didn’t think I would finish it did you?”

“I did, I just thought it might be a while yet before you would get your appetite back.”

“Well I am not really hungry, but it seemed a shame to not finish it now, when it was just waiting there.”

And a few minutes later and the final of her pizzas was no more and I really felt proud of her for finishing. I was even more surprised that before I went home for the day she had started snacking on a packet of cookies.