Chapter 3 - "i have a new goal?"

"Keep eating, Sam. Don't you stop now. You're so sexy at 156 pounds. Just think how sexy you will be at 200 pounds, 300 . . . beyond!"

Samantha recalls her thoughts from the shower and stops eating. She looks directly into Leila's eyes and speaks. "Remember, I was supposed to stop at 135? I really should stop."

"Yeah, but can you stop?" Leila chuckles.

"I should."

"And I should eat your pussy, dear," Leila smiles. "Come on, just eat this food I've brought and then you can quit." Her fingers go to her mouth, then into Samantha's open shorts.

"How can I say no to you, Soulmate? Mmmmm, you're making me really horny." She pauses to eat more burger, a huge bite with grease gathering and dripping at the corner of her pink lips. "Keep going."

Samantha shifts about so Leila can pull her shorts off; they cling to her thick thighs as Leila removes them.

"Come on now, my little piglet. Turn that meal into some luscious sexy fat, right here on your belly. Look down and see your love handles, how they have now sprouted on your sides, oh, so sexy." Leila grabs Samantha's side flab and squeezes it as Samantha looks down while eating more fries. "You don't want to stop at 156, do you?"

"158," Samantha says with a mouth full of fries.

"Even better."

Samantha moans loudly now.

"You are getting all warm inside," Leila says, her hand now on Samantha's black thong, her fingers feeling the heat rising from inside. "You're growin hotter, just feeling all this food turning into pure Samantha fat. More to love. More for you to love and more for me to love, more to enjoy!"

"But I might get too big," Samantha says, sounding a little concerned.

"There is no such thing as too big. Just eat it all, right now. Cram it in. Carpe diem, baby. Enjoy the moment, how you are feeling."

Samantha rapidly inhales the remainder of the first Big Mac, moans and lets out a sigh. Just then, both women hear a popping sound from inside her top.

"Oh no, my bra just snapped," Samantha says, almost whining now. "I just bought that bra last month."

"It's a small price to pay for so much pleasure, don't you think?" Leila quips, moving her hands inside Samantha's top to help remove her bra, then realizing she needs to take her top off first.

"Oh my. So much pleasure. I thought just my belly was growing fat."

"You're getting bigger all over, dear." Leila pushes Samantha's arms up and removes the cute purple top, then the black bra.

"It worries me a little. I've gained 38 pounds since you moved in." Samantha stops eating suddenly, her eyes looking a bit anxious.

"Don't worry," Leila says, grabbing the second Big Mac and bringing it to Samantha's thick grease-covered lips. "It will all be okay."

Samantha takes a huge bite and swallows quickly. "Mmmmmm, it feels so good, but still . . . "

"You used to have a 'perfect' little thin body of 120 pounds, but it's gone now," Leila says, feeding her another bite. "No need to worry."

"Well, it is nice having bigger boobs," Samantha says, reaching her hands up to play with her now-freed breasts.

"Just think how big they will be someday when you reach your new goal."

"New goal?" Samantha again stops eating. "I have a new goal? What is it?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out," Leila says in a throaty-voiced whisper as Samantha reaches for more fries, then washes them down with chocolatey goodness.

(more to come)