Fattening others

Berbarine

She walked in with a bag of Freddy's. I couldn't help but notice her belly pushing out the belt of her dress. Earlier the belt wasn't strained. Now after a big breakfast, lunch and dinner she was distended, curling the fabric of the belt. A button on the dress spread over the bulge in her belly.

"Your birthday present may not arrive on time. I ordered it a month ago and it says it's 2 weeks away!". I warned her as I fished for her to give me an idea for a backup gift to get her if the present is late. "Remember those expensive Vosges chocolates you got me a few years ago? Better order me a box."

If there was any denying the signs of her being back on the gain train, she kept to her word about cleaning out all her old clothes. "My trick is to do something for 15 minutes to get me started". " Grab some trash bags and let's go". She took a bunch of clothes and dropped them on the floor and began sorting what to keep and what to throw. Her green Christmas card dress from 2021... gone. "Catch this!". She threw some black fabric. I looked over the black panties she threw at me....gap body, high cut... medium. I'm guessing these were from 2019. She read my mind, blurting out.. "I can't believe those fit my ass!"

I’m traveling this week. As I typically do when traveling, I check our kitchen camera.

My beautiful wife messaged me a pic of her outfit for the day. A smile on her face as she checked herself out in her mirror while snapping the selfie. She looks great in long dresses as they cling to her body like a fertile Greek goddess. Today was a red dress with a dark leather belt positioned under her breast to highlight the ratio between her midsection and her breasts.

I checked in after lunch and watched her munch on mixed nuts while she chatted with the nanny.

I had feeling dinner would be an event as it’s the first time I’ve traveled from her in months. I made sure to talk to her over the camera while she was preparing dinner. I wasn’t disappointed in her lust for food and showing off this evening. She ate dinner in front of the camera, greedily eating her salad. I was a bit disappointed it was a salad and not something more fattening. She walked away a little distended. While I appreciated the show I was hoping for more.

An hour passed and she came back into the kitchen. I knew that it meant she was going to stretch her belly a bit more tonight. Her ass shook as she cut the baguette into pieces. Her dress flowed with each shake. Reaching into the fridge she pulled out double creame Brie. Heating up the toaster oven she placed the baguette in and munched on praline pecans. As she munched she watched TV and slowly moved side to side. I knew she’s in bliss at that moment ready to enjoy herself. The toaster was done and she took her fattening little bread snacks away to enjoy.

Several minutes later she waddled back. The belt now folded between the valley between her bloated belly and breasts. Her dress now riding into her ballooning ass cheeks. As she put away the plate in the sink she kept her left hand close to her loaded belly, first a scratch and then a caress. She turned and adjusted her dress from her bloating cheeks and then both hands ran down her belly.

Fall and Winter should be fun!

Back to her fat jeans from last fall. I was treated to a view of her ballooning FUPA in her jeans she wore last year. Her gaining is really progressing again as her stomach regains capacity....and as she porks up (Her words) on the Edward Marc Strawberry Pistachio truffle bites I keep well supplied.

She's finished all the chocolates I've provided to her desk and she comments proudly about her progress, a cue for me to restock her.

I'm also treating her to fine restaurants regularly weekly now that the kids are old enough for us to slip out to dinner as a couple.

She regularly comments how full she is after the meal...last week at a restaurant she over indulged and mentioned she felt like foie gras...oh if we had a weekend alone she would truly appreciate that feeling. I'm taking her back to that restaurant next week. She excitedly talked about the restaurant this morning over a large breakfast that she ordered. Later that day she commented that the breakfast really stuck to her while she slapped her hand against her left ass cheek. A few hours later I messaged her that we were getting BBQ for dinner....pig. She excitedly messaged back every thing she wanted....pig, beans, cornbread, coleslaw, pudding. As we enjoyed I walked around the kitchen counter and caught her squeezing her ripening fupa. She blushed explaining she has pork euphoria.

That night as we prepared to sleep I caught her dosing off pinching the fat on her belly between her thumb and index finger. I held her firmly with my has over her belly button. Her belly had the softness of being freshly expanded. Her body is really getting ready for winter and holidays.

On Saturday she did a fashion show for me of clothes for work. She put on a wrap dress she likes to wear on our dates. It clung to her hips and belly. She acknowledged she can't wear it to work as it's distracting on her figure. Pointing out her hips and more excitedly acknowledging that her lower belly is distracting to men. I notice her hands always straying on her curves. She's really enjoying her curves and appreciating that others enjoy the curves that made her feel gross when she was younger.

A nice weekend away from home during fall break.

The kids are out of school so we got away for the weekend. By 11:30 she was ready for lunch after a nice long walk along the ocean. I recommended a nice Mediterranean restaurant and ensured her place at the table was loaded.

Clam Chowder, Dolmas and a nice plate of pita and hummus to start....a long with a nice spritzer to relax and encourage her appetite. One spritzer became two while we enjoyed the starters and waited for the mains. A large portion of cioppino for her and I shared my lamb kebab. I proposed dessert and her remark was only if it's baklava. My short 5'1" wife ate much more than me at 5'11". The world really is setup to make short women fat. We took a scenic drive on some bumpy roads that really let the swelling set in. I looked over and noticed she fell asleep, her blue shirt lost the battle with her loaded belly. Like a blue band over her breasts her shirt road up over her pale rounded flesh spilling out over her jeans.

Several days of restaurants have left there impact weight on her. She's inching her back to her all time high last winter and she's enjoying it.

After the dinner in the prior post we got back to the hotel for a nap. She woke up refreshed and planning for dinner. She got on all fours like she did when pregnant or stuffed. It helps her back and looks so damn good. She checked maps for restaurants while face down and ass up.... commenting that it feels like a rock in her belly from the last meal. Finally she finds a place that she likes. One of the dishes is called "two little pigs" she exclaims that the third pig is in her belly! When I get her relaxed she really loses her inhibitions. I can only imagine how far I could take her during a weekend completely alone.

Mine is just 5-2 and can certainly attest to the beauty of a short, fat lovely lady 👍

She traveled on business last week which gave no relief to her calorie overload from my last post. Business dinners and drinks ensured every calorie I loaded into her that weekend applied. A week passed and her belly did not reduce after that heavy stuffing I gave her. Her face visibly fatter especially under neath her jawline.

It's cute as she's tossed aside her matching pajama top and now prefers a large t-shirt for sleep. Her matched pajama bottoms aren't long for her body as the waist band tightly bisects her belly. She started wearing a long cotton night gown that hugs her curves. As I held her before going to sleep I caught her pinching her swollen hip. She asked about breakfast the next morning at a dinner and squeezed her FUPA.

I'm traveling this week. I checked the kitchen camera and was treated to her ordering takeout and then coming back an hour later for peanut butter and honey on crackers. She's also back to sampling any leftovers as she puts them away. I called her and chatted. The topic of her favorite strawberry truffles with chocolate came up. Her eye's lit up and I told her I have a bag for her in my office. She wore her long nightgown to bed. Looks like she's outgrown her pajama set. She ordered pizza for lunch the next day. Looks like she has no plans of wearing that pajama set again.

She won fat bear week.

I checked the kitchen camera this morning as I always do when I travel. I've always enjoyed the site of her first thing in the morning, regardless of weight or how she's prepped. The best way to describe her looks is a combination of the female weather lady's Tairy Ynoa and Sara Gannon.

She's absolutely abandoned the pajama pants and is wearing the long nightgown every night. She's also switched to oversized shirts and sweatshirts as she works from home

I was treated to her checking out her curves while preparing her coffee this morning.

Her left hand started on the padded shelf of her rear hip. The soft part that I love to grab and squeeze when taking her from behind. Her hand slid over her hip dips and to her lower FUPA. Caressed up over her fattened belly in circular motion. Her hand drew up her fattened side to her breast and then slid back down her loaded belly with a firm touch, circling a few times on her domed belly.

She gave me a little wave and a smile a minute later when she noticed I was watching.

It's interesting how much she pays attention to her curves and plushness as she really gains. She probably has 5lbs to get back to her all time were she was last February, slightly over 230. I plan to have her there by Thanksgiving. Her weight always fluctuated over the years, shifts of 30-40 lbs but the arc was always heavier as she realized she wanted to enjoy food. I'm ensuring she's enjoying herself and indulging in her culinary desires. I want her at 240 by Valentine's Day.

Update. I checked in after lunch. Her mother stopped by and left a box of Zaxby's chicken fingers and frys on the counter for lunch I was delighted to see her eyes light up and a little smile on her face as she quickly reached for the box and ate all of it right in front of the camera. The Zaxby's didn't leave her full as she greedily ate a handful of mixed nuts afterwards. I'm anticipating she gets takeout for dinner...she's totally back into the pleasure of food...even regular fast food gets her excited again. She may be a little shorty 240 by Christmas!

End of day update: She ordered BBQ for dinner. She floated around the kitchen grazing on the different dishes of BBQ and sides. She loves pig and she is what she eats.