Chapter 10

Friday and Saturday was spent almost entirely in Sloane’s apartment. They rented movies, ordered in Chinese, Thai, and then Mexican food to satisfy their hunger – when they were not having sex. When Sunday finally arrived both Jenna and Sloane were depressed.

“But, I’ll be back darling,” she told him, rubbing his big belly. “I’m just getting myself together and then I’m telling Vince it’s over.”

Sloane had gained a whopping 32 pounds in the past three weeks. He was bursting out of most of his clothes. He was bigger and said he felt tremendous. He knew that it was coming time where he would have to be honest with Jenna and tell her what he had been hired to do…just not yet. He needed to talk to Vince first.

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Vince threw down his winter coat, rubbing his frozen fingers. The temperature had dropped quickly and the snow was beginning to fall. He was glad that he had arrived back in town today. Another day and he may have been stranded in an airport somewhere when the weather turned. He stamped his feet, letting the snow fall away from his thick boots.

He called Jenna’s name…then again. No answer. The kids weren’t here either. He thought something had gone amiss when he heard light footsteps on the staircase. What he saw…he couldn’t believe. There was Jenna thinner than when he had left. He felt rage welting up inside him.

Jenna saw his face and stopped in the middle of the staircase. “What’s the matter, dear?” she asked. “Is there something wrong?” Jenna really didn’t care. She just wanted to get down the steps, get past him, tell him she was leaving him, and get back to Sloane’s apartment. She had been surprised. Vince was home much earlier than she suspected.

“Yeah, you should be bursting out of your clothing by now,” he replied, hotly. “I guess Sloane didn’t do the job he was hired for. What did he take you out to the health club to slim you down?”

Jenna’s jaw dropped. What does he know about Sloane? What the hell is he talking about?

“Yes, Honey Bunny, he’s not only my employee, but I paid him to fatten you up. Apparently, the imbecile is more incompetent than I believed,” Vince shot out.

“I don’t believe you,” Jenna responded.

“Believe what you want,” Vince replied. “I can show you the cancelled checks to prove it. I guess if I want something done right, I’m going to have to do it myself.”

He grabbed her, pulling her with him up the stairs toward the bedrooms. She kicked at him violently, trying to pull free of his hold. But, he was too strong for her and took her up the stairs, throwing her onto their bed. “You’ll stay there until you start gaining some extra poundage. I want you fat, beautifully fattened,” Vince exclaimed.

“But, I don’t understand!” Jenna began, vexed by his duplicity. “First you make fun of me because I’m getting too heavy, and now you say you want me heavy?”

“I said it so it would push you to go the opposite direction. That’s why I hired Sloane. I knew you were a fatty in the making…interested in the cooking, eating, and all that weight gain fiction you looked online. Sloane was perfect. I just don’t understand where the hell he went wrong. He was supposed to make you put on weight and failed miserably,” Vince said.

He paced the floor, threw up his hands in frustration and walked out the door, locking it behind him. “I’ll be back!” Vince yelled in to her.

“Damn!” Jenna cursed herself. “I fell for it again. Why won’t I ever learn!”

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