Chapter 2 - operant conditioning

The weeks passed and Jane attempted to stave off her urges. The bakery called to her though and every time she bit into a salad she knew it wasn't good enough. She felt frustrated and wished for nothing more than to sneak away to "Plump Pasteries" again. Max didn't yet know about her outings over the weeks. Jane paid cash and tried to keep it her best secret. Something she hadn't considered was that the weight would start to show and leak such secret.

Lately her ass was becoming one of the biggest problems to this hidden truth. Noticeably less and less able to squeeze past her shorts with more and more of it spilling out and above them. Her attention moved to the front of her where she attempted to suck in her developing gut and hefted her growing tits. The weight was all over her though. As the numbers on the scale climbed, her shirt strained and buttons became harder to fasten. Gaps began to develop in her button up shirts, her jeans were ready to tear if she bent over and lately she noticed that her thigh gap was vanishing.

At a certain point she was sure that Max had to notice something. So far he playing coy about her waistline. Jane wasn't sure if she should bring it up or if he didn't really notice or if he didn't care. She glanced at the scale and made a face. 152 was the largest she had been but somehow she didn't feel bad about it. Part of her was simply enthralled at her new womanly curves.

As she trotted to the bed she experimented with holding her shirt up and making her belly jiggle on purpose as she walked. It felt good. Tingly and strange. She bent over the bed and let it hang as her hand groped and played with the accumulation of her greedy habits. In the mirror she smiled as she saw that the new weight had just started making her butt bubble over and form two globular masses. She tilted her hips and looked over her shoulder into the mirror.

As her thoughts on this rolled around in her head, Max poked his head into their master bedroom. "Hey Sweetie." Jane Screamed and dropped her shirt and sat down.

Wide eyed and heaving she held a hand to her chest "What're you doing here!?"

"I live here silly. I got off work today early because it was just a short meeting for the trip tomorrow. You okay?"

"You just, startled me. What trip are you going on?"

"I've been talking about it for a few weeks now. I'm heading on a business trip for two months. This could be a pretty important break if all goes well." Max swung his briefcase onto the bed and flopped down next to Jane. "How's my princess?"

"I'm doing okay. I was just thinking."

"Oh about what?"

"My size, do you think...do you think I've gotten fat?"

"No, how could you? You've been dieting constantly." Jane hid her smirk at how not true that was.

"I guess you're right." It was sweet of him to lie about how fat she had become but now more than ever she knew that her once slim figure was a thing of the past.

"Cheer up sweetie I'll be gone for a bit and you can have the house all to yourself." Jane tilted onto her side and grinned.

"I'd rather have you." She crawled on top of him and immediately changed the mood.

"Well you can have me now." Max smiled and removed her shirt as they embraced.

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The next day Jane got home from taking Max to the airport. Letting out a sigh she dropped her bag on the couch and spotted something on the kitchen table. A large fudge chocolate lava cake with a note on top

"Jane I love you so much. I had been hiding this from you to leave it as a surprise. You're not fat you're just paranoid. I've left this cake here because of how good you've been on your diet. A few pieces won't hurt."

Immediately feelings conflicted. Part of her became horny as she thought about grabbing a handful and stuffing in into her face. Yes, to let the chocolate sauce and crumbs drip down into her chest and pool at her cleavage as she filled her greedy gut with calorie laden ambrosa...

Jane stopped herself. She had a hand in her pants and had started pleasuring herself. Hurrying to the sink she washed her hands but didn't take her eye off the cake. It should be destroyed. Chocolate around her was dangerous and she knew it. It would be such a waste though. The thoughts of greedily dropping to all fours and pushing her face into the cake came back.

Biting her lower lip and moaning softly she sat down at the table and removed the plastic cover to just see it. Eyes wide as saucers were laser focused on one thing. Chocolate. She could find low calorie recipe though. Maybe she could at least have diet cake? The thought simply wasn't as exciting though.

She sat back and tried to remember the recipe for a weight watcher cake. Settling for a healthy option would have to do. Her heart wasn't totally into the idea but she needed something to feed her urges without blimping her up.

Jane jumped up from the table causing parts of her to jiggle and quake. She rushed to the computer and sat down and clicked on history, searching for the recipe that she had seen.

Scrolling through the history she paused in confusion. Max had been on the computer at 3am. Clicking from link to link she felt her jaw drop.

"Melisa's sexy 45lb weight gain."
"College BBW pops buttons."
"Man stuffs his wife fat."
"Model SaraXL gets her fat hips stuck."

Max liked fat. Jane looked back down at her body. She suddenly understood. Sitting back she noticed that her pot belly was fast becoming a gut. She was fat and Max knew it. Weirder still he loved it. Maybe most bizarre of all he had probably been fattening her on purpose.

The portly housewife lunged up and strode to the kitchen. Tearing the plastic back off the cake once more and grabbing a fistful of it, Jane stuffed the calories into her waiting gullet, screaming as all her frustration released. Messily the cake dropped into her cleavage just like she imagined it. Her hands stained by chocolate hefted her boobs together and up so she could lick the crumbs and chocolate drippings out of her waiting cleavage. With one hand she rubbed herself as another fed a constant supply of chocolate cake to her. Bite after bite the chocolate ruined her nice white shirt and covered her face. If Max wanted fat she would show him fat.

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Shortly after the cake vanished, Jane drove down and walked into "Plump Pastries" cleaned up but not composed. She poured over the sweets in the glass, eyes glued to a cheesecake that practically had her name on it.

"Oh hi Jane!" The fat blond employee moved out to greet her. The buttons on her uniform seemed more strained and ready to break than usual.

"Hi Melissa. I'm looking to pig out today. I want the most fattening stuff you are legally allowed to sell. Don't hold back."

"Oh gosh. Diet problems?"

"Not quite. What do you have?"

"Well I've been working on this buttercream cake but I know you're going to want to be able to start your diet again at some point and this thing is just so big. Not to mention that it has to be like 20,000 calories. I dunno maybe I'm doing the math wrong. That does seem a little high."

"That's perfect I'll take all of it!"

"What? Are you sure? The whole thing? I'm pretty all in for the 'see food' diet but even I'm not going to have this whole thing. At least sample it with me first. I've got an extra couple of pieces to try."

"Alright I suppose I should at least try it first." Melissa bounced once causing her tits to break the top most button on her uniform. She threw a nervous smile and hurried to the back to prepare the cake and contain her pillowy tits.

When she finally came back with a safety pin keeping her uniform together she was holding two plates with thin slices of cream white cake. She waddled out from behind the counter and came to sit down at the booth with Jane.

Jane had been thinking about all of this. Wondering what she would look like at 230 or 240 or more. Imagination of her tits being big enough to pop a button like Melissa was tantalizing. She squeezed closed her legs and eyes as she pictured Max losing it over her body.

"Jane? Hey C'mon you gotta try this." Melissa was holding a fork out to her. The heavyset baker squeezed herself into the booth. Her belly visibly pushing against the table. Reality clicked back into place when Jane took hold of the utensil. She dug a big forkful of cake out, closed her eyes and bit down.

Waves of pleasure rushed through her as she moaned softly. The cake melted in her mouth. It was the most rich thing she had eaten in her life. Hands down. One bite had her feeling close to orgasm. It was too much. Leaning back Jane put her hands to her belly and cupped the small mound of fat.

"Well I'm guessing you like that. I'm kind of scared to try it now. I guess you've heard of 'not sampling your own product' but I've already broken that rule." Jane looked up.

"Melissa you've got to try this. You're already fat, what's a few more pounds"

"Jane I've put on 150lbs over a year of working here. Any more weight and I'll need another new uniform. Anyway did you want to buy a buttercake?"

"I'll have two."

"What! Are you sure? You're not eating it alone are you?"

"It'll all be for me."

"Jane are you trying to get fat?"

"Yes, and you'll be seeing a lot more of me over the next two months.".