chapter 5

Back at work Monday, Cadence had another idea. Might as well, she thought, just start offering treats to Marco as often as possible. She took another box of day-old donuts back to the apartments that evening and knocked on Marco's door.

"Hey," she smiled, delighted by the sight of his roundness, "you want some more of these? There are usually a bunch extra and I really hate to see them go to waste."

"Well," he replied, taking one with thick, pink frosting out of the box, "if I take them, then they will certainly go to *my* waist" he spent a few seconds cracking up at his own joke.

"Ha Ha." She replied sarcastically, but secretly thought he was being very cute.

He laughed again. "In all seriousness, though, being your friend is going to make me so, so fat. I can tell," he grabbed a second sugary donut and stacked them, "but I'm already pretty fat anyway, so it's okay," he bit into them both.

Cadence laughed. "Well of course you don't have to take them, just let me know."

"Nah, I'm just kidding. I'd love these any chance. Would never turn them down," he said with a mouthful of donuts.

"Good to know," she giggled. "Anyway, how are you?"

"Oh I'm good. A little tired, though. I think it's from that huge dinner last night! And all of the dessert! I couldn't believe how much I ate. I felt so fat but it was like I couldn't stop, your cooking was just too delicious."

She laughed, "Well thank you! I liked having you over. You should come over more often."

"Ok," he grinned, "you have my number. Also! Don't ever worry about wasting pastries. They'll always have room here," he told her as he patted his pudgy belly.

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Cadence didn't want to seem too desperate, so she decided to wait a day or two before inviting him back over. But to her surprise, he texted her that same evening.

"You have anything sweet at your place you want eaten tonight? Already had dinner."

She felt her panties start to get soaked thinking about that double entendre. She was pretty sure he hadn't meant it like that, but it kind of got her going. To spend hours fattening up him and then have him go down on her after... It would be a dream.

"Sure thing. Come over any time." She replied.

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He arrived shortly, dressed in a tasteful but rather tight black sweater.

"Have a seat on the couch." She turned on the tv and began switching it to something for them to watch.

"Ok, thanks. Hopefully I don't make a mess."

Cadence made a puzzled expression. "Are you a messy eater?"

He smiled bashfully, "I'm afraid so."

"Well here's a napkin."

"Thanks." He plopped his wide ass down on the couch.

"This is a vanilla champagne cake," she told him, handing him a single slice. "With lemon buttercream frosting."

He ate it quickly.

"How did you like it?"

He smiled and nodded, "Very good."

"Well," Cadence went back to the fridge and pulled the rest of the cake out, "you might as well have some more then, because I don't feel like having any."

"But I just might eat the whole thing."

"That's fine, I don't care. I don't think you'll finish it anyway. It's a bit rich for most people."

He examined it. "Hmm I don't know. It's not very big."

"Want some milk?"

He nodded. Cadence went back to the kitchen and poured him a cold glass of milk.

They watched tv while Marco gorged on the rest of the cake. The way he looked and sounded eating that calorie-laden cake drove Cadence wild. She mentally began adding up the calories he was shoving into his body... Each slice was probably 300 calories, and although there it was a smallish cake and there were unfortunately only six slices available, it still totaled out to a respectful 1800 calories to stuff in. His hands became a bit messy with the frosting and bites of cake plopped down to his sweater and stuck there. He scraped every crumb off the plate and Cadence calmly glanced over and feigned meek surprise.

"Oh you did finish." She took his plate and when she returned, his hands were gently feeling his stuffed gut.

"I guess that wasn't so easy after all?" she asked.

"I think the milk got me too. That cake was so good though. I absolutely couldn't stop. I don't usually eat this much in one sitting, by the way..."

"Well I won't let you go through that again."

"No I-" he cut himself off.

"Huh?" She kept trying to seem uninterested.

"Never mind."

He left shortly after because Cadence usually went to bed pretty early so she could get up early for the bakery. But she was extremely turned on from witnessing Marco's self-indulgence. She lay in bed and pleasured herself to thoughts of fattening him up beyond recognition. And he'd be mostly oblivious, making excuses for his out of control gains as he piled more and more brownies and cookies into his greedy mouth.