chapter 3

I was sitting in the living room waiting, Ava said her goodbye to Lisa, she waddled into the living room with a big smile on her face and settled on the loveseat. Her belly filling her lap, straining against the fabric of her tight dress, and her small bra doing its best to contain her breasts, "She's going to work out just fine."

"So yeah, did you notice how she stared at your body? She was practically licking her lips."

"Kinda like how you're looking at me now? Yes, I did, that's how I know she's the correct choice. In fact, you missed it, but we had a moment. If she's not already, I know I can turn her bisexual. I let her touch my breasts and I could tell she enjoyed it, and so did I."

"Well who wouldn't enjoy playing with those huge boobies!"

Ava, being turned on by her interaction with Lisa, decided to reward me by straddling me with her bulk, pressing her copious cleavage into my face, "I'm hungry and horny, go fill the food cart and meet me in the bedroom, and don't forget the Coke and Mentos. It's time for a bloat."

I loaded the cart with cupcakes, donuts, cheesecake, cookies, cream cheese pastries, strudels, heavy cream, whip cream, coke, and Mentos. I pushed the loaded cart into the bedroom, anxious for a long overdue feeding of Ava. Something switched on inside her and I was anxious to stuff her beyond capacity.

"Well come on, let's get this going. I'm starving!"

She was sitting in the middle of our bed, except for the straining small bra, she was completely naked. Her huge round belly pushing her thick thighs apart, resting on the mattress. "Oh how sweet, you're admiring your fat wife's body, aren't you baby?" I simply nodded my head and licked my lips. "So, tell me baby, you made me this fat. What do you like most about my body, is it my large breasts? Or, how about my fat filled heavy belly? Or, how about my tree trunk size thighs? Tell me, what do you like the most?"

Damn, she knows how to turn me on, "I like all of you. There's nothing about you that doesn't turn me on."

"Oh I know sweetie, hand me the whipped cream." I handed her the whipped. She shook it, turned it upside down, put it in her mouth, and took a long draw through the nozzle. Smacking her lips, "Man that's good!" She then shook the can, looking me square in the eyes, and filled the crack in her cleavage with whipped cream. Dropping the can to her side, she reached under and lifted her breasts to her mouth, licking every bit of the whipped cream off them. Her nipples came alive, ripe and hard. "You know Kyle, I love it when you play with my breasts and I love playing with my breasts. But you know what would be better for me? Me, playing with Lisa's huge bloated boobs. Think about it Kyle, think about Lisa having breasts larger than mine. Kinda blows your mind doesn't it?" Ava was leaning back, playing with her tightly clad breasts, squeezing and kneading them, pushing them into her face, her breathing growing deeper and faster. I could tell she was reaching a point of no return. She always got like this when she wanted to grow and gain.

The thought of having two immensely obese women living under one roof was overwhelming, "Yeah baby, I did promise you your own project. And Lisa, well, she does seem like the perfect candidate. What do you have planned for her?"

"Planned for her is what you did to me, except on a larger scale. Now, come slide in behind me and feed your fat growing wife."

I stripped down, slid behind her (man she's really heavy), and helped her remove the tight bra. I reached around her, cupping her oily breasts, lifting and letting them slip through my hands. They jiggled as they settled on her belly. I picked up the can of whipped cream with one hand, while I lifted of her breasts, she helped me keep it from sliding off my hand. I swirled the whipped cream on top of her nipples and lifted it to her mouth, she eagerly licked all the whipped cream off. I did the same for her other breast.

I reached out to food cart and pulled off a few cupcakes, six to be exact, and unwrapped them. Ava was rubbing and massaging her belly, eagerly waiting for it to be filled and fattened with calorie laden goodies. I placed the first cupcake to her mouth and pushed it into her mouth. She barely chewed it before swallowing. I place another, and then another, and then another until she ate all six cupcakes.

I opened one of the 6 quarts of heavy cream and she washed those cupcakes down with half the carton of cream. I kept feeding her, cookies, pastries, strudel, ice cream, and she didn't slow down. She is so soft and the weight of her enormous body pressing me into our bed felt so good. I looked over her shoulder, my hands sliding over her hard, stuffed belly. She moaned with glutted bliss. Looking at the food cart she said, "I ate it all."

"Yes you did, you did very good."

I continued to admire her extended belly, it was so full it looked as if it could burst, "Let's do the bloat. I want my belly swelled larger than It's ever been."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm sure, let's do this."

I took one of the liters of coke and a pack of Mentos off the cart. She ate the entire pack of Mentos and chugged the coke. I was amazed by the chemical reaction occurring in her belly, growing it, expanding it, even further than what it was. Her moans were true pain, "I want more, I want to see just how huge my belly can get."

I obliged, handing her another pack of Mentos and another liter of coke. Again, she downed the pack of Mentos and chugged the coke. This time though, she got out of bed and turned to the side, giving me a profile view of the impact the bloat was having on her belly and it was truly amazing. I watched her belly extend and grow to the largest proportion I've ever witnessed. She rubbed and massaged her distended tummy as if she was encouraging it to grow even more. Her face was filled with ecstasy as it grew. "Get the tape measure, hurry."

I ran into the bathroom and got the tape measure and handed it to her. She placed one end at her belly button and she handed me the other. I walked around her, placing the tape measure beside the beginning part. She marked it and looked at the number, "Holy crap, 87"". You realize that's over 7' around!

Her glutted gut was hard and taunt to the touch, I caressed and rubbed it, hoping it wouldn't explode. She whimpered in pain, the coke/mentos still working inside her, "Unhook my bra" and I complied. Her large breasts finally freed from a constricted bra. The outline of the bra formed over them.

She pushed me on the bed and climbed on top of me, trapping me between her and the mattress. "Wow, this bloat helps me pin you even better. Damn, I love trapping you under all my fat." She was hands and knees on top of me when she pressed all her weight into me." Her bulk was impressive.

"You feel great babe, you're so fat and bloated and I can't wait for you to gain even more."

"You're damn right I'm going to gain. My belly will be even heavier, it will sag over my lap. Walking will become even more difficult and I'll get tired with any movement. But most of all, when I crush you beneath me, I want my breasts to completely cover your head. When I waddle towards you, all I want you to see is a colossal belly topped by big soft jiggly breasts. Can you give me that baby? Can you make me your gluttonous wife? Can you keep my refrigerator filled with all the yummy fattening foods I love to eat?"

That was music to my ears, "I promise babe, I'll grow you to extreme proportions. I'll feed you, rub your belly, and keep all your favorite foods close by."

She smiled, "I know you will. I'm looking forward to growing so large I can barely move, and I want breasts so huge, they will get in the way and make it difficult for me to do stuff."

Holy crap, imagining her with even larger breasts was pleasant.

"Now let's go see Brad and Julie."

Brad is my best friend and coinventor of the hormone concoction Ava took. Julie is his wife and my ex-girlfriend. I sold my share of the hormone business to Brad and he kept modifying and improving the formula. I enjoyed seeing Brad, but most of all, I still have a crush on Julie and Ava knows it. In fact, even though I love Ava, she knows I still fantasize about Julie. "Ok babe, get dressed and we'll go see if we can restock the hormone pills."