chapter 6

She pressed her slick hands into his soft flesh, pushing her fingers nearly all the way into his belly fat.

"Look at how big you're getting."

She lightly slapped his belly, enjoying the sound of her oiled up hand hitting his full, plump stomach. His tummy jiggled in response.

"So round."
She grabbed two handfuls of his lower belly, taking pleasure in its jelly-like consistency.

"So fat."
She gently shook the fat she was squeezing, making his whole abdomen jiggle.

She continued to gently press and squeeze his tummy, giving particular care to his upper belly, which she knew had to be quite overfull by now.

"Does that feel good on your big belly?" she asked, poking him.

"Mmm, yes." He said, with a little moan.

"Well doughboy, your time is almost up." She lightly kissed his neck, "we have to get back to fattening you up now, don't we?"

With that, she picked up the creme brulee from the table. She took a heaping spoonful of the rich, thick custard and pushed it into his mouth; he swallowed it quickly. She fed him another spoonful and he guzzled it down. Her inkling to give him a little bit of a mid-fattening rest had worked in her favor; he was eating so eagerly now.

"I'll tell you what, big boy." She pushed another large spoonful into his mouth. "Why don't you finish this and then come meet me in the bedroom with the rest of your desserts?"

She kissed his neck again and whispered, "You're fattening up so nicely, do you know that?" She kissed his neck more urgently as she became more excited. "I need to feel more of you."

She disappeared into her bedroom. Once there, she pulled out all the tools she would need: a tape measure, calipers, a scale, and small notepad on which she kept his measurements. She couldn't wait to see how much he'd grown. She also changed out of the dress she had been wearing and put on a short, black nightgown that he liked. She knew that he would need all the encouragement he could get after a stuffing like tonight.

Moments later he followed her, carrying the blueberry pie, cheesecake and fork. His belly swelled in front of him, just begging to be poked and jiggled. She really couldn't believe how much he'd fattened himself tonight. She could only hope that he was such a greedy, fat boy when she wasn't with him. Based on his enormous, soft belly, she suspected that he was.

She took the desserts from him and put them on the nightstand.

She placed her hand on his belly and lightly jiggled it.

"Now, let's see how big you've gotten for me."

First, she took the tape measure and wrapped it around the biggest part of his belly. She made a mental note to buy a longer tape measure for next month, as this one was almost at capacity.

She glanced down at her notebook in disbelief. His stomach had grown nearly a foot since she last measured him. She began poking and prodding his belly, sizing him up, trying to figure out where he had plumped up the most. The area below his belly button seemed especially soft.

She stood up straight and kissed him hard, keeping one hand on his lower belly, massaging it, and placing the other hand on his chest, her fingertip lightly stroking his nipple.

"Such a good, fat boy." She started kissing his neck and massaging his lower belly more aggressively. She wanted to go further, but she resisted. His tummy could just be swelled up because of all he had eaten, she reminded herself. To know if he'd really fattened up, she would need to use her calipers.

She picked up the calipers and pinched a roll of the ample fat from next to his belly button. With her other hand, she began poking and pressing the pinched fat, testing its softness and thickness. He had definitely added a good amount of blubber to his belly. Such a good, plump, greedy pig.

Next, she pinched a roll from below his belly button. She very slowly pressed her finger into the soft flesh, enjoying how easily his belly gave underneath the pressure of her finger. Although he still wore boxers, she could tell he enjoyed the way she was measuring him.

"Look at how much fat I can pinch off this big belly." she said, lightly shaking the calipers.

He tried to peer over the swell of his stomach, but couldn't see. She giggled and stood up straight, releasing his belly fat.

She patted his tummy. "You've definitely been a greedy boy this month, haven't you?"

She poked his belly as deeply as she could and held it there.

"I bet you didn't stop eating for a second, did you?"

She pulled her finger out quickly and his plump tummy sprung forward. She smiled and patted it again, enjoying how much it jiggled.

"Ok big boy, let's see what the scale has to say."

He stepped on, trying to peer over his large stomach to see what the number was.

"22 pounds!" she excitedly jiggled his belly. "And by the looks of it, all 22 pounds went to this big juicy belly of yours."

She pressed her hands into his fat and began kissing him again. She needed to get a hold of herself; he hadn't even finished his dessert yet.

She began squeezing handfuls of fat from his belly, pressing her fingertips into each handful, kneading it.

She kissed him on the lips once more.

"Now. You still have two more desserts to stuff into that belly." She gave him a little poke. "Which one would you like first, the blueberry pie or the cheesecake?"

"Hmmm...how about the blueberry pie."

"How fitting! Blueberry pie for my big, round blueberry." She poked him again a little harder. "Sit on the bed."

He did as he was told, with his back against the headboard and pillows supporting his lower back. Sitting in such a relaxed position made his belly feel especially soft and doughy. She took a moment to enjoy it, slowly pressing her fingers into his soft, round stomach.

She got on the bed, straddling his thighs. She began feeding him the blueberry pie in big forkfuls. She thought about all the sweet, syrupy fruit and buttery crust plumping up his stomach.

As he chewed, she whispered in his ear, "We need to do one last measurement. I need to feel your finger to know if you're fat enough to eat."

Without a word, he slid his hand up her thigh and pushed his finger inside of her.