chapter 6

For the next few weeks, Cadence made sure Marco tried some of her new recipes a few times each week, and also she made sure to drop off boxes of donuts often. She closely monitored his reactions to her detailed descriptions of her cooking, her subtle encouragement for seconds and thirds, the immense satisfaction he exuded after putting away some of her most calorie-laden dishes. Their friendship became closer and Cadence became more attracted to him, although she still didn't say anything. She thought that if she told him that she liked him, she'd have to admit that she loved how he was fattening up, and since she felt a little bit guilty in her role in that, she was afraid he would get upset. But if they just kept being friends, she figured, she'd get to spend time with him and watch him plump up with fewer questions.

He really was getting a bit fatter from all of this. His jawline, once nicely visible for a fat guy, now looked quite soft. His shirts stretched tighter and tighter around him widening girth. Sometimes she'd get a nice peak of it peaking out of his shirt.

There was one particularly enticing evening. Marco was over, and somehow managed to eat an entire cherry cheesecake. He looked pained when he was finished.

Cadence looked at him. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," he grimaced.

"Didn't you like that?"

"Of course... it's just that I'm super full now."

"Oh."

He looked at her, rather embarrassed. "I have to unbutton my pants, is that ok? Nothing weird, they're just really tight."

"That's fine."

He groaned as he reached to unbutton them.

"Are you ok?" She giggled and stopped herself. "Sorry."

"Yep, just gotta rest a bit now. Sorry for making a spectacle."

"Well let me know if you need anything else."
He didn't respond but he timidly rubbed his belly a bit. Cadence decided it was time to up her game.

"Need some help there?" and before he could respond she began gently rubbing his belly. It was much softer than she imagined. She longed to leap into his lap and rip off all of his clothes but I kept my cool.

He seemed a bit surprised but went with it. "That feels so nice, thank you."

After 20 minutes or so, he nodded off to sleep. Cadence was glad he was relaxed and closed his eyes pretty much the entire time, because she was flustered with sexual frustration and she was kind of embarrassed about it. She snuck off to her room and locked the door. It took only a few minutes for her to climax quietly and relax again. She freshened up in the bathroom, went out to the kitchen, and started frosting some éclairs she had made earlier.

Marco woke up about 30 minutes later. "Woah, what a nice nap."

Cadence, still in the kitchen waved an éclair at him. "Hey, want this?"

"I'm so full, I don't think I should."

"You should try this though, it's really light."

He couldn't turn it down. It wasn't light though. He tried eating it more slowly, enjoying its sweetness.

She caressed his belly again as he stretched out in discomfort. "Too much?"

"Ughh yes. I'm such a fat pig."

"No, you're not." She rubbed her palm over his warm belly with a little more force.

"It's all so good though."

"How does this feel?" She asked, referring to her massage.

"It feels good, although it makes me uber-aware of very fat I am... Thank you though, keep going."

Cadence was thrilled.

"Do you...?" he stopped before finishing his question.

"What's that?"

He seemed flustered. "Never mind."

"No, what is it?"

"Do you have, um, any more eclairs?" He asked shyly.

"I have several."

"Can I?"

"You want them?"

"Uh huh."

"Are you sure? You told me you were too full." She continued to rub his bouncy, flabby gut.

"I know, I'm sorry, I'm a pig."

"No, they're all yours," she got up brought over a plate of four.

"No, I can't I've changed my mi---" he tried to protest after he realized what he was asking for, but she began feeding them to him before he could cut her off again. He greedily chewed them down. His hands absent-mindedly fingered his belly button as he allowed her to feed him every last éclair. He left bashfully afterwards without buttoning up his pants, thanking her for the amazing treats.

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Cadence wasn't sure if this encounter put them on a new level of friendship, say, one with "benefits," but it didn't seem to. Marco continued his visits like before, but now they usually ended with sensual belly rubs. Although Cadence loved these, she was also a bit confused. Did Marco love them as much as she did? Did they actually feel good? What was really going on between them?