chapter 2

It was such a pleasure to feel the soft flesh under my hands, being able to mold it and to slide it like a wave.

"Ah, it was time, we didn't fit together anymore," he told me."Life is much easier without that constant nagging."
"What was she nagging about?" I heard me asking. "Sorry, you don't need to answer, that's too personal," I added hastely.
"No problem," he answered, "It's not a big secret, she told it everyone. She wanted to go out more, like dancing, going to clubs, meeting important people, making a career, and so on. But that's not me and in addition she started to nag about my weight. So we decided to go different ways."

In the meanwhile I was back at his nice broad shoulders.
"Please tell me how that feels. Is everything ok?" I asked him.
Was it only my imagination that I thought he was nearly moaning a "It's wonderful. You have magical hands." ?

I intensified my strokes, pressing a bit deeper into the soft tissue and asked him feignedly nonchalant "Why would she nag about your weight? You're such a handsome man."

"Don't flatter me," he smirked, "nobody would call me handsome. I know that I'm really and truly fat."

"A real man needs to have some meat on his bones" was my answer which I emphasized with my last strong strokes down on both sides of his spine undulating 2 big waves of fat.

"Ok, can you try to turn over now?" I asked him.
It was no easy task for him on that small table. His belly wobbled and jiggeled madly and he huffed and puffed until he finally laid on his back.
He was beet red in his face, wheather of the exhaustion or the embarassement, I don't know. I only know that I liked the view. He was simply gorgeous.
Laying on his back, his belly settled on the sides and on his groin. There was no need for a towel. The fat enveloped him like a big cushion.
Immediatedly I longed to lay on that human pillow.

I stood behind him and started again with his shoulder and beefy arms.
Every time I bend forward he got a full view of my ample breasts.
I took care to of his big breasts too. Circling around them with great pleasure. From time to time trailing their fat rolls to the side.
I couldn't get enough. Every now and then I dared to cross his nipple with a featherlight touch. They were hard. He seems to like the treatment..Me too...

I savored the feeling of his armfat, rolling under my hands. He had indeed big upper arms with rolls like a Michelin man..

Then I changed to the feet. I longed to get to the belly, but wanted to keep the best for the final. So I started with the feet.. They were fat too. I massaged them really well. Doing a reflexology and sort of a lymphatic drainage as well.
"That feels so good." Now he was truly moaning.
"What are you doing?"
"I think your feet have a lot to carry around. They need a bit of relaxation. So I added a special treatment."
I enjoyed to caress his swollen feet and hoped that my treatment would give him at least a short feeling of relief. May be he would enjoy it so much that he would become a regular customer...

"Actually they feel much lighter with your magic hands," he assured me.

I continued with my strokes up to his calves. Strong calves, big calves, but firm.. Of course, they were in constant training, carrying around so much weight.. So I only did some strokes to get the fluid from the feet until I went up to his thighs.
Wonderful thighs...they were so soft and wobbly. And there again he had such Michelin man like rolls.
I started with the left leg, taking it up over my shoulder to ease the weight.
"Isn't that too heavy for you?" he asked breathlessly. Putting his leg up pressed his belly backwards and pushed up his breasts. So he got a bit winded just from laying there.
"It's not like a feather, but I'm a strong girl and I like to have something to work on."
"You do?" asked he doubtfully. " I was told that masseurs don't like fat people, because it is such a hard work for them. I expected to get disgusted looks," he confessed.
Smiling I answered "I'm different. With my colleagues it would be like that. But I really enjoy to work with your body."