Chapter 10 - final chapter

Two hours later, Scott and Jasmine were sat at a bar before they had to head back home to the city. It had been a long day.

'I think that guy over there is checking you out...' Scott said, tipping his bottle so that Jasmine could see her admirer. 'If you weren't in contract, I'd be telling you to go and say hello.'

'I think he's checking you out!' Jasmine chuckled, shaking her head. 'I'm just the fat girl.'

'Oh come on... I thought you liked your fat body. Don't get coy now.'

'It's easy for you. You're slim and sexy as hell. You could get any one of these girls in here. You don't need to be the fat fetish person all the time.'

'You think because I'm a feeder I don't have to show people what I really am?' Scott asked, putting his beer down on the table. 'You think it's easier for me?'

'Well, yeah. It is easier for you,' Jasmine admitted, feeling a little drunk with the combination of beer, food and tiredness.

'Ok,' Scott smiled, as if accepting a challenge. 'Come here then,' he motioned, bringing his lips closer to Jasmine's. 'Kiss me fat girl.'

Jasmine didn't need telling twice. She opened her mouth and received the most passionate kiss of her life, from the hottest man she had ever met. Then she felt Scott's hand slip into the gap between her jeans and t shirt, touching her swollen belly in front of everyone in the bar. Jasmine was loving every second of it, but then Scott did something Jasmine was not expecting. He pulled hard at the t shirt, lifting it up over her belly, exposing Jasmine's fat gut for everyone to see. Jasmine tried to pull away from the kiss to see the damage, but Scott's hands wrapped around her puffy cheeks to keep her kissing him. Scott's hand then drifted down to Jasmine's large chest and rested for a moment of the shelf of her belly, patting it lightly. Then his hand trickled down the large stomach to find her deep belly button, tickling his index finger inside and shaking the fat belly. Everyone in the bar was watching.

Finally Scott pulled away. 'I have no problem with what I am...' Scott whispered in to Jasmine's ear. 'Do you?'

It took another three months of hard work for Jasmine to reach 300lbs. The changes in her body were incredible as her soft belly started to expand in every direction. Her butt was now too large for most chairs and she realised, after a fatal incident with a café chair, that she would have to be more careful where she sat from now on.

'Well done. You are at the end of our contract. I'm really proud of you,' said Scott, genuinely moved. 'I can't believe you did it. I have to admit, there were times when I didn't think you would,' he chuckled.

'No, I know!' laughed Jasmine, running her hand through her hair, impressed by her own achievement. 'There were times when I thought that as well.'

The two looked at each other thoughtfully and then it became hard to maintain eye contact. This was the end after all; the end of their contractual obligation.

'But thank you. This could not and would not have happened with you. Everything you did. Those consequences!' she sighed, remembering them. 'I understand now. Gluttony, shame and display; they're all part of living your life as a fat girl aren't they? That's why you chose them. Each consequence was a lesson wasn't it?'

Scott simply nodded. 'You really do understand now don't you?'

'Well yes,' Jasmine went on. 'You can't be a fat girl without being willing to show how gluttonous you are; never cheating yourself. Then 'shame', fat girls face that all the time; you have to learn to take pleasure in it and not let it change who you are; and certainly not let a relationship get in the way of who you are supposed to be. Then the most important lesson of all: display. You have to be able to show off your body, to not hide from the real world, behind a keyboard, only seeking the admiration of other gainers or feeders. To actually live. Each one is a lesson in pride. And hell, am I proud of my body!' Jasmine grinned, shaking a huge roll of belly fat.

Scott turned his back to Jasmine and continued talking, as if it were easier than looking at her face to face. 'I never actually told you this but, you're the only one of my gainers who has ever completed the contract, getting all the way to 300lbs with three only lives. I mean, girls have come close, but no one has ever actually done it before.'

Jasmine was shocked. 'But I thought everyone did. I thought I was bad at this gaining, losing three lives in the first place!'

'No. You're... you're a pretty good student,' Scott said sincerely, turning to face her again. 'The best in fact.'

In that moment, Jasmine felt more love and lust for Scott than she had ever felt for anyone before. What the hell? Why not blow it all on one last shot? She reached forward and pulled Scott towards her, kissing him passionately on the lips, thrusting her massive gut into the hot stud and pushing him into a wall. Then, amazingly, Scott was kissing her back!

'I've waited so long for you to get the confidence to do that,' laughed Scott, instantly relaxing Jasmine. 'It's all a matter of pride,' he grinned, rubbing Jasmine's underbelly.

Suddenly comfortable with each other, Jasmine cupped her chubby hands around Scott's beautiful face. 'Don't let this be over. I still need you,' she whispered.

'You don't need anyone anymore,' Scott smiled. 'You're a fat girl now.'

'I'm your fat girl. If you'll have me?' Jasmine smiled.

Scott looked at her, seeming to search deeply into Jasmine's eyes. 'I'll have you alright,' Scott smiled back peacefully. Then a wicked grin crossed his face. 'I'll have you... at 350lbs by New Year!'

'You go get the contract...' Jasmine smiled, patting her new boyfriend on his cute, firm ass, whilst he excitedly skipped off to his desk. 'I want this in writing!'