chapter 5

As Marie looked in the mirror that Spring, she knew she must be nearing 250lbs. Her stomach was like a giant soft ball sat under her massive boobs and her ass was just as wide; standing out bulbously behind her. It wasn't even too warm out yet and she was already beginning to sweat like a fat girl.

'Your friend Tony was asking me about your weight when I saw him at the supermarket today,' he began, grinning like he always did when he had these kinds of stories. 'He was asking what the hell I was feeding you because you've got so damn fat!'

'And what did you tell him?' asked Marie, feeling horny, but refusing to show it.

'I told him I had you on a strict diet at home, but that, being the greedy little piggy that you are, you're always snacking and overeating. I told him that if he thought your gut was massive, he should have a good look at your ass next time he saw you. Poor guy looked like he felt sorry for me, having to put up with living with such a fatty!'

Marie didn't know what to say in response and sat there open mouthed.

Marie never experienced a plateaux in her weight. Having spoken to gainers, usually men who were actually trying to get fat for real, unlike Marie, she expected that her weight gain would ease off at some point, but it never did. Now she didn't need Kevin to tell her how fat she was getting, she could see it from the disgusted faces she saw around her every day. And worst of all, it made her hornier than ever. Kevin didn't have to say a thing to turn her on in the evenings, she was already wound up and ready to be fingered from the moment she got home, almost throwing the gainer shakes and fattening food down her throat, whilst Kevin admired her from below her swollen belly. The contrast between the two of them was unreal and, as they stood next to each other in the mirror, it was almost unbelievable that the pair of them had ever been of a similar size.

Whenever Marie would stare at fat girls when they were out, Kevin would always laugh, making some comment, like 'See the fat ass on that girl? Your ass is even fatter now.' And Marie knew he wasn't lying. Sometimes Kevin could sense Marie getting so horny he would sneak in to a supermarket and buy a large container of double cream and squirt in chocolate sauce and insist that Marie down it for him, there and then. Her impromptu gainer shake.

It was the morning of Tina's wedding; she had been Marie's best friend back in school. Marie had been asked over two years ago to be a bridesmaid and today was the day.

Marie had had her outfit resized three times since her first fitting six months ago, but as she stood there in the mirror that morning, she could see her new fat pushing at the seams around the middle. But that wasn't the only reason Kevin was chuckling at her in the hotel room; the dress was also a soft shade of pink and mockingly dubbed her 'piggy outfit' by Kevin since she had first brought it home.

'Oink, oink,' he teased her, patting her ass from behind as she stood in the mirror, then sending his hand into a swift motion that vibrated her ass and all its softness.

'Don't!' Marie, complained, genuinely trying to see how ridiculous she looked in it. 'How am I meant to wear this in front of everyone today?!'

'Well, let's just say... no one is going to be looking at the bride!' Kevin laughed, as Marie practised sucking in her stomach, standing up straighter.
The wedding itself went without a hitch. Marie and the four other bridesmaids did their duties perfectly and Marie felt relieved as she sat down at the reception, knowing that most of her jobs for the day were now done. She had got away with it.

Marie was starving. With the church service and the standing around for pictures, it felt like she hadn't eaten in weeks! Kevin grinned at her from across the room, seeming to know what she was thinking. 'How are you coping he asked?' when she had finished taking pictures with some of the guests.

'Coping?' she echoed, puzzled.

'Well, yeah, I never let you go this long without food usually,' he said, slightly irritated, looking at his watch. 'Good job you have me...' he grinned, taking out a couple of chocolate bars from his jacket pocket.

Marie shook her head disapprovingly. 'I can't eat those in the middle of the wedding!' she gasped.

'Come on, just one!' Kevin teased.

'No!' she finished, walking away.

'Fine. But we both know what's going to happen next...' Kevin called after her.

Marie did know what he meant. She had to wait another hour until the sit down meal and by then she was absolutely starving, gorging her way through absolutely everything, as well as most of Kevin's, who, of course, happily offered it up for her. By the time the plates were cleared and the speeches were over, Marie felt like she could hardly move. She sat for as long as she could at the table, but as the party started to move across to the dance floor, she felt she had to finally get up. She waddled over to a chair in the corner to watch Kevin dance on the dance floor. She sat down lazily and heavily, causing one of her clip-on earrings to fall to the floor. She spread her legs wide and bent to pick it up, not moving from the chair. That's when she felt it. The dress tore at the side and Marie felt that now all too familiar feeling of relief from being constrained, whilst her face instantly flushed a similar shade to that of her ruined dress.

Kevin saw it straight away from across the dance floor, his face lighting up, hardly able to stop himself from laughing and pointing, hoping that others would see as well. Sure enough, heads started to turn, as Marie tried to cover the broken stitches with her hand. But it was no use; the tear was now at least six inches long and growing with each movement she made. 'I'm heading back to the hotel room...' she tried to mouth subtly to Kevin. Kevin was still laughing hard, but he followed her all the same as she headed upstairs. She could tell that he was loving this.

Once inside the elevator, Kevin turned to Marie and kissed her passionately, forcing her up against the wall. Marie didn't try to fight it; Kevin was so hot when he was horny. She moved her hands to remove his jacket, but as she let go of the tear in her dress, Kevin moved it to force it open some more. She gasped and looked down to see the damage. This tear had split the dress' stitching around the centre and her belly was now visible, spilling out with all of its softness. Kevin backed off, smiling to himself as the elevator arrived at their floor. Marie, tried to hold the shattered pieces of fabric together, but there was no way she could hide the flabby excess that was now hanging out.

The doors opened and Marie decided to move quickly to get to her room in case anyone saw her. Kevin walked, in no rush and was left behind. She turned the corner and bumped straight in to Tina, the bride with her new husband. 'Careful' Tina protested, as Marie almost knocked her over. 'Marie?' she asked, shocked at the sight of her. 'What happened to the beautiful dress!'

Marie didn't know how to answer, she could see the door to her room just three feet away. Of all the people she did not want to see her like this, it was Tina. 'Oh, um... well, I snagged it on Kevin's belt,' she lied, making it up on the spot.

'You snagged it?' questioned Tina's handsome new husband, looking sceptical.

Just then Kevin sauntered around the corner, finally catching up. 'Don't listen to her!' he laughed. 'She ate too much and split the seams. They're all laughing about it downstairs. I think your friend Steve might have got a picture as well,' Kevin noted towards Tina's new husband with a conspiratorial wink. 'Make sure that goes in the wedding album!' he laughed, walking towards the room and opening it. Marie moved quickly in to the room, feeling such relief as the door closed.

'Oh, thank goodness!' she sighed, leaning against the door and closing her eyes as she breathed out. But as she opened them again, she could see Kevin getting undressed. His jacket was off and he was in the process of taking off his shirt, revealing his impossibly skinny and tight body. He threw the shirt on the floor and then removed his pants; his skinny, almost non-existent ass coming out to play. As he turned around, his hard penis looked ready for action.

Kevin moved towards her. 'Did you realise that you were the fattest girl in that room downstairs?' he asked, sounding horny.

'Was I?' Marie replied, shocked. She hadn't noticed.

'Oh, you definitely were...' he smiled, reaching under her short dress to pull her kickers down. Marie took a slightly wider stance to help him as her kickers fell around her high heeled boots. He looked her up and down hungrily and then tore in to her dress, releasing her fat boobs and chunky thighs. Within a few seconds, the whole dress was a tattered mess that only just stayed on, as Kevin spat on his penis and then plunged it inside her. 'It makes me so proud...' he smiled, with an evil grin on his face.

Marie could feel him grabbing rolls of her fat and jiggling them as he got closer and closer inside of her. She lay back against the door feeling the stimulation all over her body. Kevin was thrusting harder and harder now, snapping Marie out of her daze. She looked across the room to see them both in the mirror; Kevin's skinny ass working back and forth as he expertly pounded her. Then she looked at herself, the big whale that she was now in comparison to Kevin. She saw and felt the fat rolling through her boobs and hips as Kevin worked her. Just as Kevin looked like he couldn't hold on anymore, she came, squealing like pig there, up against the door.

She watched in the mirror as Kevin's skinny butt slowed and then finally stopped thrusting. He pulled out and walked away nonchalantly pulling his pants back up. 'Come on piggy. They'll be serving the evening meal in an hour.'