Chapter 3 - the beginning

I soon found out exactly what I had started. The following morning I awoke to tingles all down the left side of my body. He was kissing me so tenderly. I rolled over and he kissed me on the lips and then smiled. I had my husband back finally.
"I love you," he said
"I love you too"
Just then we were interrupted by his stomach growling loudly.
"I'm so hungry" he moaned
"what do you want to eat?" I asked
"the kitchen," he said with a smirk
"ill see what I can do"
JACKS POV***
Jess got up and off the bed and walked out of the room. I thought back to last night about how amazing it felt to be so full, I craved that feeling I couldn't wait to eat again. I thought back to 4 am this morning how I woke up and needed more food so I slipped out of bed and slipped downstairs to the kitchen. I picked out the box that was full of pasta carbonara. There was still loads left at least another 2 servings if not 3. I absentmindedly rubbed the side of my belly that was still quite bloated from the carbonara and the huge pizza I ate last night. I still don't know how I managed it. I suppose she'd already plated it up I couldn't let good food just be thrown away, someone had to eat it. I sat down at the table and dug into the carbonara after about the third mouthful I felt strange, it felt good the next thing I knew I had finished the carbonara the remaining half of a cheesecake and several chocolate bars.
I sat up on the side of the bed and felt my belly roll over my boxers slightly. I put my hand back on the side of my tiny belly and got up and stretched. I walked into bathroom did my business and had a quick shower. I saw the scales in the corner of my eye and decided to weigh myself as I hadn't done for about a month. I stepped on and looked down 189lbs. Wow, I thought must have been all the takeaways. I knew my suit for work had been getting a little tight for a while now. I stood in front of the mirror it looked like all 9lbs had gone to my belly it's definitely not as flat as it was. I got lost in thought playing with the new flesh around my middle and realised something downstairs was stirring. I had never felt this way about my body before it felt good to have the extra 9lbs on my body. Very good!
I went into the bedroom and started putting my uniform on, making a mental note to make sure that in 2 weeks this dress shirt and these dress pants didn't fit. I finished getting dressed and went downstairs to a spread of everything imaginable. There was toast, eggs, sausage, bacon, pancakes all the toppings for the pancakes. I sat down.
"is this all for me?" I asked
"as much of it as you want"
Immedietly I got to work starting with the sausages. But after one sausage the same weird frenzy started the same as it did in the middle of the night and before I knew what was going on I was sat at a table full of empty plates except one with one pancake on swimming in syrup it hit me then how full I really was and moaned, so full it hurt but one pancake left, I couldn't leave it!. I pulled the plate closer and slowly but surely finished it mopping up every last drop of the syrup. I felt amazing but I had to loosen my belt a notch so I could breathe. I decided I was going to have fun with this, let go, relax, not take on as much stress, eat whatever, whenever, and however much I wanted and enjoy my new body.

Will work more on this on my night shift tonight!