chapter 3: "you look fine honey"

It had been three weeks into her use of the experimental drug MD227-A and the effects so far were dramatic. Lydia had lost 10 lbs in that time, and almost all of it was from fat. Her weight was one thing, but visually she looked like a different person. Her relstively thin waist shrunk even more as fat moved away from her waist and into her breast. Already with a formidable set of D cups, she had to buy new DD cups, and even they were losing the war against her soft and ample flesh.

Tom loved her new enhanced form and in turn was always horny. As for Lydia's libido, it was off the chart. From day one when they got home, Lydia noticed just how sensitive were her nipples and breasts had instantly become since taking just the first of many doses of MD227-A to come.

Lydia loved to eat, but a few days into the treatment, she also made another observation, the more she ate, the more her breast swelled. As if instantly turning to fat. She also noticed to her great shock that her nipples had begun to lactate.

That's when Lydia decided to put her plan onto action. Tom as always took care to run and keep himself fit. But if her plan worked, he would soon be so fat that waddling will be his only option.

About a week into her treatment, Tom came home early in the afternoon covered in sweat.

"Hey honey, as a reward for already losing 10 lbs, I wanna go wild at the buffet." Silence. Lydia knew she knew she had him hooked as his feeder tendencies would take over. She knew that he liked her fat and with any chance to feed her, he wouldn't resist.

Like an obedient dog, he replied, "Sure honey".

Tom couldn't believe how much and how fattening the selection of foods that quickly disappeared from her plate. This was new for Lydia too. She was never considered herself a feedee and had never been turned on by eating like Tom. But today was a completely different story. Lydia's nipples were driving her crazy. She grew more and more turned on as the fabric of her already too tight bra massaged her hardening and moist nipples. The more she ate the greater the pressure behind her massive and swelling breast. The greater the tension, the hungrier she became.

Tom, did his best to maintain his cool as Lydia's breasts swelled out over her bra. She looked as in complete rapture with each bite. By the time they left, after her 4th plate and desserts, not to mention 6 heaping plates full of meats and carbs, her bra straps snapped ripped due to her increased breast fat. Her chest larger than life bounced up and down as people stared in disbelief.

Some people even began to chuckle and snicker. Unfortunately for Tom, one of those people was himself. Personally Lydia yearned for random people to tease and make fun of her, but not from her husband, that was too much. Lydia gave Tom a dead man's stare before softening and whispering in his ear, "Do you want all of this?", as she purposely positioned her thick body into his.

"Yes, I want your body", he gently whispered back.

"Be patient honey. You soon will. But be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. "

Confused but still ever so horny, Tom raced them home. The door opened and Tom rushed his fat wife to the bedroom, disrobing her soft body as they entered the bedroom. Tom pushed her down and began sucking on her lactating breast. Instantly a bolt of orgasmic pleasure shot throughout her body. She could feel him sucking the fattening milk directly out of her body and directly into his, and another orgasm caused her to shiver in ecstasy. The harder he sucked, the harder she came. Neither had ever experienced such sexual bliss in their entire lives. After two hours of intense love making and breast feeding, Tom looked intoxicated as he slept on his slide, exposing a not so concave belly any more.

Proving her one hypothesis correct, Lydia's breast were back to their regular DD cup size again. As amazing a discovery as it was, Lydia had to lay back down for a while to plan in total ecstasy her sexual conquest and over her too cock husband.

Later that evening as Tom soundly slept, Lydia went to the bathroom to weigh herself. It was a special scale that went up to 350 lbs. Tom had lectured her several times about having to buy a new scale. She thought, "He's such a hypocrite, he secretly feeds me and then has the nerve to lecture me about buying a scale". Right then and there, Lydia promised herself that shed make him outgrow two scales, if just to get even.

Earlier that day, before the gorging Lydia weighed in at a hefty at 289Lbs. To her great surprise and shock, even after gorging fattening foods for hours, she now only weighed 282 lbs. A loss of seven pounds, even after eating like a pig.

And that's when her grin turned wicked. Tom's belly looked...well...soft and even a bit soft if not yet chubby. Not fat but he looked like he'd instantly developed a thin but soft layer fat over his midsection. Lydia mused that it must be her imagination before noticing an ever so small muffin top forming over his waist band of her pants before her own eyes.