chapter two

I've drempt that we were both walking towards each other and with each happy step we take, we each gain about 50 lbs. I had my arms out, ready to hug him and as i was running down the stairs, my boobs started to bounce a lot more, and I noticed that he noticed. He started running towards me and as I feel the mid section of my short dress getting tighter, and the arm wholes of the sleeveless dress getting smaller, I see his chin doubling up and swaying side to side almost. Along with his growing belly. By the time we reach each other and try to hug, our bellies and my chest won't let us make contact with our lips. I bend over a bi tore and when we finally are able to kiss I'm out of breath and I turn around. He pinches my butt and when i turn around he points to a mirror across from us and I notice that my short dress has revealed the very bottom of my butt. Just enough to see my butt cheeks begin to peek out from under the dress. He chuckles a little and I accidentally drop my purse. he begins to bend down to pick it up but I go quickly down, my butt creates a soft landing pad for his face and we both immediately spring ourselves up. "Well" I say, embarrassed. He stares at me and all he can manage to say is "Wow."

He somehow get to his car and we begin to kiss and touch. He asks if I'd be more comfortable in the back seat and I nod. He gets out and goes back in using the back side door of the car. I try to climb in-between the two front seats since I didn't want anyone I know to see me all bloated and with +100 more pounds on me. Plus, it just seemed tiring. So I put my hands on either side of the front seats and I'm about to put my foot foreword so it touches the back seat but I realize I can't move foreword. I'm stuck. I try to push myself through with my hands but it's just not enough. I really am stuck. I look down and realize my shirt is exposing the crevice between my boobs and a bit of the top of my bra. I also see that my love handles are what got me stuck in this position. I try again to push through but my love handles have made me too wide to fit in-between the two front seats. He asks me if I need help, after he regains his composure from my breasts, and when I say "yes please" he pulls me with my hands and I fall foreword, my boobs lying on his face and double chin, covering both entirely.