Chapter 4 - "oh, are you sure?"

Leila's hands slide down Samantha's sides, past her love handles, grabbing the flab gathering about the sides of her thong. "Mmmm, you feel so desirable, so plump and juicy, girl."

"My thong is so tight it almost hurts me there."

"I can take care of that, haha," Leila says, grabbing both sides of the thong and pulling them until its elastic is broken.

"What? Why'd you do that?" Samantha says, shocked. "I lovedthis thong." She looks down to see it is saggy and ruined now. "I'm mad at you for doing that."

"Oh, dear, don't be mad," Leila says seductively as she slips her fingers inside the now-loosened thong, and up between Samantha's thighs. "Like I said, you're getting plump and juicy." Her fingers dabble into the moisture there.

"Oh, okay, just keep making me horny, and I'll forgive you." Samantha lies back on the couch now, continuing to eat the burger and fries.

"It's not like you could have worn that thong much longer anyway, my sweet fat thing. Who needs clothes when you can enjoy yourself so much by outgrowing them!"

All Samantha can manage now is a deep moan of pleasure as she chews and swallows, now twisting her head so she can look down at Leila.

"Just look down at this belly, mmmm, this belly of loving. Just imagine how big it will get, how it will eventually hang down onto your thighs. And your thighs are getting so creamy, so thick, so soft."

Samantha moans more and quickens the pace of her eating.

"You can't stop eating, can you, Sam? It's like an addiction now. You get hungry, then horny, then fatter, then horny, then hungry . . . " Leila's voice trails off as she leans over and kisses Samantha's bulging belly.

"No," Samantha pants. "I like getting fatter and getting horny all at the same time."

"Yes, it is all one to you, isn't it?" Leila asks rhetorically as she licks across Samantha's belly, dipping her tongue into her deep navel. Her lips graze across Samantha's flab as she keeps talking. "Your weight gain and your libido and lust are intertwined. You turn yourself on with eating and getting fatter. You can't help it."

"You've made me like this, Leila. Why?"

"Because I love you, and I want you to feel good."

Samantha moans as she hears these words and feels the warmth of Leila's breath upon her cool belly.

"This is the way things are now. Even when I'm not around, I know what you are doing, Sam."

"What?"

"Y ou pleasure yourself all the time, stuffing and playing," Leila says, her lips smiling as they move across Samantha's expanding gut. "One hand feeds your mouth, and the other slides down here between your ever-thickening thighs." She moves her lips and tongue down beneath the belly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Samantha says as she continues eating, then leans up to take a big slurp of chocolate shake. "So much pleasure to be had." Chocolate shake runs down the corner of her mouth and into the small fold of her beginner double chin.

"It's so sensual, so erotic to just eat and grow horny." Leila removes the stretched-out thong, pulling it off of Samantha's long legs and tossing it in the floor. "You'd eat yourself out if you could, wouldn't you?"

"Oh yes, mmmmm."

"Good thing I'm here to take care of you," Leila says, now moving her tongue up between Samantha's thighs. "Someday, your belly will be so big that you won't be able to reach down here, haha."

Samantha's body shudders at these words. "Don't say that, please. Please don't say that."

"I know you love how you are getting so out of shape, so unfit. You haven't been to the gym in a month, and guess what: You're never going back. I threw out your workout clothes this morning."

"You what?"

"You heard me, Sam. Your cute little size 5 workout outfits are gone. You couldn't fit into them anyway, as fat as you're getting."

"Why are you doing all this to me?"

"I'm not doing anything, Sam. Whose hand is stuffing fries into your chubby cheeks right now?"

"Oh, I guess you're right." Samantha blushes at the thought but keeps right on eating, feeling both scared and turned on by Leila's words.

"That slender body you worked so hard to get and keep, it's now covered with such soft luscious fat. And those strong muscles you had, they grow softer and softer from inactivity. You're getting so lazy." Leila sticks her tongue into Samantha, swirling it about a bit.

Samantha moans, "I want to be mad at you, but this all feels so good - and so right."

"Imagine how you will feel the day you can't get up out of bed. I'll have to feed and care for you then, won't I?"

"I don't want to become immobile, Leila." Samantha is quaking now as her lover's tongue moves skillfully inside her. She stuffs the last big piece of Bic Mac into her mouth and begins breathing with some difficulty.

"Oh, are you sure?" Leila asks, teasingly pulling her mouth a few inches away from Samantha who now looks down at her with an expression of eager excitement. Leila grins wickedly at her lover. "Are you sure? You want me to stop?"

(To be continued)