Chapter 32 - end game

"Why am I roped into this?" Red protested.

Sofi stood up and pulled off her t shirt. Underneath, he finally saw her full figure, her breasts were quite small and hidden behind a cheap, greying bra, but his eyes were drawn to her middle. Her belly was almost a perfect sphere spilling out and hanging down. The only breaks in the symmetry were the rolls curving around the back of her waist and a deep, spacious belly button.

Carla clapped her hands together. "This is going to be the most epic thing I've ever seen."

Red felt a degree of panic. She looked heavy and was going to be on top of him, she was at least a hundred pounds bigger than him and Carla, plus he felt like she was going to be too close physically. He felt reassured by Carla's enthusiasm as she must trust Sofi not to go too far. But what if it turned him on? Either way, he was in too deep and he lay on the floor.

Sofi knelt on him, straddling his legs, but still sitting up. "I'm only doing this for free because I like you, do you know how many people would pay great money for this?"

"I'm almost honoured."

Sofi grinned. "You are so polite. Don't worry, i'll not squish you. Think Carla wants you alive later, the horny bitch."

"I am doing important scientific research here." Carla said, scuttling around the room to rummage through the shopping bags. "Dudes, there's about three Swiss rolls in here."

"Cheap cakes." Sofi muttered as Carla threw her one unwrapped. "I hope you're clean, Red."

Carla placed the cake whole on Red's tummy, however it rolled off twice, before she decided to move it to the flatter surface of his chest. "Okay, go."

When Sofi leaned forwards, her stomach pressed down into Red's and overflowed around his own waist, engulfing him in a heavy, warm and soft cocoon of flab. She kept her promise not to squish him by resting her weight on her knees and forearms as she ate. The sensation was tickly as he felt mostly the diminishing roll scrape around his torso, occasionally her tongue and lips brushed against his bare skin. The longer this went on, the more aroused he felt. Part was the feeling of her against him, but most was a growing desire to compete with Sofi and eat more for Carla, he wondered if she would like him doing this to her, maybe she wanted Sofi to teach him new things.

When Sofi finished, she sat up and the pressure was released, he found it hard to breathe at times, especially when she leaned forwards, but he had grown to find it a pleasant experience. When he saw her face, she was covered in crumbs and smears of chocolate all across her face and body, Red exactly the same.

Carla watched in silence as they stood up.

"Think I won that." Sofi said as she sat back on her sofa and cracked open a beer. "Red, your turn. Truth or dare?"

Red was slowly standing up, hoping his signs of arousal would diminish before he was fully on his feet. "Dare." He said, getting back into his seat.

"Eat that." Sofi said, picking up one of his shopping bags at random and throwing it over the room to his feet. When it landed a large bag of cheesy potato chips bounced out.

"Which one?" He asked.

"The lot."

Red blinked. The bag was completely full and he expected to be able to graze on it slowly over a day or two. "Everything in this bag, right now?"

"Yup. If you do, you win, game over."

Carla was still seemingly speechless. Her mouth twitched as if there were a thousand things she wanted to say, but did not know where to begin.

"Okay." Red nervously emptied out the bag, it contained an eclectic assortment of the potato chips, two large bars of chocolates, a pack of cheese slices, a pepperoni stick, four breakfast waffles, a box of marshmallow cereal, a litre carton of strawberry milkshake and a pack of honey roasted peanuts.
Sofi sipped her beer and passed one to Carla who managed to grab onto it and take a sip.

Red eyed the weird and random selection to work out a starting place and order. He shuffled the items around trying to figure out the best combination. After a few seconds, he opened the cereal and poured the milkshake into the top.

"Good idea, soften it up first." Sofi commented.

Red picked up the sausage, fed it into his mouth with one hand and peeled away the individual wrappers from the cheese slices. He wanted to get the savoury things over with first. He had unwrapped most of the cheese by the time the sausage was gone.

"Go baby!" Screeched Carla when he wrapped a handful of potato chips in a cheese slice.

"Go down there and help the poor boy." Sofi said.

Carla sat cross legged in front of Red and passed over slices of cheese. "How can I help?"

Red held his finger up until he finished chewing. "you can pass me things if you want."

Carla picked up a handful of cheese slices and rolled them into a tube and placed it in his mouth. She ran her fingers down his belly. Red felt a shiver as she tickled below the little fold resting over his lap. Her fingers slid between the denim and she rubbed right along his waistline. "These are getting tight."

"Undo them in a minute."

"Nope, I want to see what happens if they stay fastened."

"Duck and cover if the button pops." Sofi said from behind.

Red stuck his tongue out at her. "Come on, long way to go."

Red found his focus, after the cheese and crisps he turned to the bag of cereal and milkshake, which he considered to be the hardest and trickiest to eat. He used Carla to hold the bag up and pour the sickly sweet mushy contents down his throat. Carla seemed delighted to participate, watching Red with devotion and awe ever eager to hand him the next morsel.

Red was feeling his stomach expand heavily. By now he was used to the stretching sensation and could comfortably accommodate a lot more than he did even a few weeks ago, but after the cereal and two of the waffles everything felt uncomfortably tight, he wanted to undo his jeans but did not want to disappoint Carla. He forced out a belch, hoping to relieve the pressure in his stomach, but it did not help much.

Sofi was playing on her phone and only half paying attention. "You get pretty determined to win, don't you?"

"He's my champion." Carla said with a loving smile.

Red's mouth was filled with a new next waffle and could only manage a mumble in reply.

"If I found a guy as enabling you, Carla, I'd be the size of a whale by now."

"Hey! I only go as far as he wants. Small porpoise, large seal, all good."

Red sat up made an "arf" sound, like a seal.

"Don't encourage her. You look big enough, I'm worried you'll pop."

Red looked at his swollen gut and patted it. "It's okay, I'm getting used to it." He said and he began eating the final waffle.

"Are you jealous that he's a better feedee than you?" Carla said.

Sofi used both of her hands to grab her belly and jiggled it. "Seriously, babe?"

"It's not always the size, it's how you use it." Red mumbled.

Carla gave Red a high five. "Not much left sweetie, just the nuts and chocolates."

After a few minutes Red was nearly done, the final chocolate bar felt like complete overkill and was making him feel queasy and sweaty, he saved them for last thinking they might be the least filling, but each one had two dozen small squares, which Carla hand fed him individually. His mouth and face was covered in melted chocolate.

"You look like such a piggy now." Sofi said.

Red was too stuffed to reply, he felt intoxicated and made a simple dismissive hand gesture.

"He's a good piggy." Carla said, rubbing her hand very gently along his waist, before feeding him another square of chocolate.

"At least undo his jeans, he looks in pain."

Red was sore, but did not want to admit it. He also wanted to see if he could pop the button, he felt very close to it. He just quietly ate each piece Carla fed him to get it over with quicker. Each piece needed to be forced down, he almost wished for some juice to help him swallow, but did not want to fill up with any more than he had.

"Babe? Babe?" Carla waved her hand in front of Reds face. "You finished."

Red looked bemused and sleepy.

"Food coma, huh?" Sofi said.

Carla stood and offered her hand to Red who was slumping on the floor, he drowsily grabbed hold of it and Carla tried to help him up.

"Sweetie, you need to stand up, I can't pull you up alone."

Red let out a long, belch, put his free hand on his knee and the two pulled him upright.

"Well, I really did not believe he could do that. You win truth or dare."

Red waddled a few steps back towards his seat, staggered and collapsed back and heavily landed with a slight ripping sound and a feeling of release. He looked down to see, but his belly was so swollen it blocked the view of his waistband and pants crotch, he grabbed hold of it, lifted it up and shuffled to make the clasp of his jeans fall off and roll on the floor.

Carla screamed and dived over to hold back his belly and helped him undo the trousers. "Look, you did it!"

Red smiled. "I need a nap."

"Christ, he looks pregnant." Sofi commented.

Red drifted off to sleep.