Chapter 5 - part 2 chapter 1 continued

He drove like a mad man, swerving in and out of cars. One hand was on the steering wheel and the other massaged her soft doughy thigh.

He pulled into a local burger joint and got out of the truck; he knew what she liked and owned it.

Several minutes later, He strolled towards the vehicle with a large greasy bag and a wide smile on his face. He looked like a giddy schoolboy holding a playboy magazine in his hand to show off to his friends. Food was his porno.

Her stomach growled and she groaned, "Oh no. Listen to me pants, you better make it through this storm"

"Alright, I think I got everything you like. They were out of curly fries, so I just got the regular ones instead" His eyes beamed as spoke and pulled out several items from the bag.

He kept pulling out food - three cheeseburgers, two large fries, a half a dozen mozzarella sticks, four more cheeseburgers, a couple cheese poppers...

"Whaaa. What the hell Ezra?! Wait, Are you crazy? This is too much. I just want a quick brunch, not a stuffing! If I finish all of this, I won't be getting out of this truck because I won't be able to move! Much more, theres going to be dinner there! This is too much"

"Not all of this is for you, two of the cheeseburgers are for me" he smiled innocently.

"Huge help!"

He laughed and unwrapped a cheeseburger. He pushed it towards her mouth. "I can hear that belly growl from a mile away, its like a calling. You know you want it love"

She sighed. He was right - she was hungry and she did want it. He knew the exact place to go to hit the spot.

She opened her mouth and took a bite, then another. "oooh, that's orgasmic"

That burger was soon gone and the feeding frenzy began. She pulled the second burger out of his hand and worked on it, her mouth fulfilling the motions and her eyes rolling back before she closed them.

The cycle repeated with him opening the wrappers and giving them to her. Her belly expanded under her shirt and tightened under the restriction of her jeans. What she never liked to tell in fear of encouragement was that she was as much in love with the food as he was in love with the feeding.

He sat there watching her, rubbing her thighs and arms, avoiding the sweet spot that was her belly. Every so often he would lean over and kiss her cheek, neck or forehead and breathe a word of encouragement when it seemed like she was ready to stop "Just a little bit more. I don't want you wasting away tonight"

She leaned back, her breathing labored. Wrappers of six burgers, the mozzarella sticks and one of the large fries were scattered all over. "Thats my girl" he whispered in her ear. Crumbs and sauces were stuck to her mouth and chin - he cleaned her up as he passed quick love pecks across her lips.

She rested her hand on her belly and winced, "Ooof, I'm so full". Almost immediately, her button busted, flying off and hitting the dashboard. Her belly pushed itself out onto her lap, angry from the restrictions.

"Just great." she panted.

"I don't want to sound like an inconsiderate shit but damn woman" he pushed his hand under her upper belly, massaging her inner folds. He went in closer, kissing her massive belly.

A couple people passed by the truck and she almost passed out. She smacked him on the head "Ez! people are seeing this!"

"And?" he barely flinched.

"Stop then. This is so embarrassing" she covered her face with her hands.

He pulled his head up and grabbed a fistful of her hair just above the nape of her neck, pulling her head back. Her hands fell and her mouth popped open. His lips grazed the side of her face and chin.

"This feels embarrassing to you?" he nuzzled her neck. "Mmm" she moaned.

"I thought so - don't you ever say shit like that again" he pushed himself up.

She grabbed the sides of her jeans and attempted to pull them up but her belly wouldn't give in. She gasped "this is painful"

"We could barely get you into those jeans before you ate. What makes you think its going to work now?" He leaned over to the back seat and pulled out 'the jacket'.
'The jacket' was primarily bought for those nights at the buffet when he'd feed her past the breaking point and her belly would blossom out of it's restraints, much like now.

"Nooo" she whined. "Please just bring me home. What time is it?"

He glanced at the clock in the truck. "3:38, We don't have time. Let your belly hang and put the jacket on"

"Hmph" she sighed as he helped put the XXXL jacket around her.

He started the ignition and pulled out of the parking lot. "I know I'm going to lose my mind tonight but at least I'm assured that you're satisfied"

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They pulled up in front of the house. She grabbed his hand in hers and squeezed it; His palms were cold and sweaty.

"Remember what the therapist said about controlling that temper of yours"

"I know I know, happy place" he huffed.

"And what's that?" she asked.

He brought her pudgy hand to his lips and kissed it, "You".