Alice

Chapter 2

After what felt like an eternity, everything was sorted and I could move in to my new house. Things with Alice had settled in to a routine whilst I was away. We sent the odd flirty text message, had long ‘phone calls, exchanged stupid videos, basically doing what people in a new relationship do when they’re apart. I’d barely moved the last of my boxes of stuff into the house when there was a knock at the door and there she was.

‘Hey you! You’re finally here!’
‘Hey yourself, come on in, but mind the mess. You’ve not given me any time to make the place presentable.’
‘I don’t care about that, I just wanted to see you so badly.’
‘Look, I can’t face all this unpacking today, I’m going to make up the bed, get the TV sorted and order a take-out. Care to join me, my treat?’
‘That sounds perfect’
‘Excellent! Would you mind popping out and getting us a bottle of wine or two? It’ll give me time to get things ready and you can think about what you fancy to eat.’

I gave her my keys and some money and got on with trying to make home out of the piles of boxes. About 20 minutes later she walked in through the door with the wine and half-eaten bar of chocolate.

‘Feeling a bit peckish were we?’ I asked her knowingly.
‘I’ve got to maintain this girlish figure somehow!’ She winked at me knowing exactly what was going through my head.

We sat on the sofa eating our take-out, drinking wine and just barely paying attention to what was on the TV. We talked of this and that, about how the move was, how my parents were doing, what her day had been like. As Alice had chosen where we got our food from I knew it would be good but I wasn’t prepared for the portion size. I couldn’t manage mine but she destroyed hers and finished off mine.

‘It’s a good job I wore the stretchy clothes tonight!’ She sat back heavily and her t-shirt began to ride up exposing her belly. She thought about pulling it down but something in her changed her mind.
‘You really like this don’t you?’ She grabbed a handful of flesh and gave it a jiggle.
‘Well, yeah, what’s not to like?’
‘But it’s fat and horrid.’
‘To me it looks and feels wonderful. Let me see if I can show you.’

I put a hand on her stomach and gently stroked it. I used my fingers to trace the very obvious, red stretch marks that covered her belly.

‘Mmmmm. Okay, that does feel nice,’ she purred ‘I ate a bit too much and that is helping me feel a bit more comfortable.’
‘Good, that’s the idea.’

I leaned over and gave her a long, slow kiss on the lips, my hand still caressing her stomach.

‘Now that is something a girl could get used to. I haven’t been touched like that in a long time. And the last time there was an awful lot less of me to go round. Just before we met that time at the coffee shop, I was about to start a new diet. I had such a good time with you and at the dinner we had I decided not too. If this is what it feels like to be a fat girl in your arms, then I made the right decision.’

I kissed her again and then we cuddled up on the sofa, with her resting on me, to chill out with some awful movie that we didn’t have to think about.

‘I’m not to heavy for you? I don’t want to squash you.’
‘You’re definitely not too heavy for me. You’re actually one of the skinniest women I’ve been with in a while.’
‘I like that you think I’m thin. It makes me feel good about myself.’
After the film finished, we went upstairs to the bedroom. We undressed each other and I marvelled at her body as we got naked. Her clothes seemed to be holding her fat in place making her look smaller than she really was. As each item of clothing came off she seemed to expand before my eyes. My hands, instinctively went to her belly and I bent down to kiss it. For the rest of the night we fucked, we rutted, we found pleasure in each others bodies. We didn’t ‘make love’, there was nothing tender about it. It was urgent, raw, primal and my god it was good.

From that first night onwards we spent more and more time together. Going out for dinner, for drinks, the movies, anything to be with each other. Of course, whatever we ended up doing there was food involved at some point. Alice, as she liked to point out to me by grabbing a good handful of her belly, liked her food. She knew what that did to me, and it became a sort of foreplay for us. We would get back from a dinner where she had stuffed herself nearly to bursting. She would be obviously uncomfortable as we walked home but the moment we got through the front door:

‘Y’know, that was a really nice meal. It’s a good job this fat girl likes her food isn’t it?’

And that would be that. I became almost a slave to watching her eat and indulge herself and there was nowhere else I’d rather be. As time went on, she got used to the idea of being with someone who didn’t care if she ate too much, and even encouraged her gluttony. And with that came the extra pounds. Slowly but surely her weight went up, her already soft belly became softer and rounder as she got heavier.

‘You’re really doing a number on my waistline’
‘For starters, sweetie, you barely have a waist to speak of anymore!” I placed my hands on the sides of her belly to emphasise this. ‘Secondly, you don’t need my help to put on weight, you’ve done a pretty good of that on your own.’ I pulled her in close and whispered in her ear, ‘But you know I wouldn’t have it any other way don’t you?’

She looked up at me, smiled her cheeky little smile, she knew she had me wrapped around her finger and that I would do anything for her.

‘What I like about us being naked together is that when you touch me it feels like you’re touching me and discovering my body for the first time again.’

With her weight creeping up, it really was like touching her for the first time. Her rolls of fat got bigger, the creases between them get deeper, her arse got rounder and wider, her thighs softer. There was always something new to explore, to run my hands over, to play with. Alice liked the sensation of being touched like this and I could feel her slowly getting turned on by the simple act of me stroking her fat belly.

Everything was going along so nicely, we were in a really good place, and then COVID came along and, just like everyone else, everything changed overnight.