Chapter 7 - seconds

Jake had been away for the last two weeks, working in Germany. Damon had done his best to keep her company, inviting her around some evening with Fran and himself, but it was never the same. Jenny couldn't bring herself to say it out loud, but she just couldn't like Fran. Damon was such a great guy and she just had no appreciation for him. Tonight however, Fran was heading to New York again and it would just be her and Damon. The way she liked it.

Jenny had been alone with Damon in his apartment before, but it felt like the attraction she had for him was heightening. Damon had been teasing her with picture messages of how much he was eating for the last fortnight, unintendedly turning her on each time. She knew she couldn't head in to his apartment feeling like this. She needed a release.

Jenny had eaten a lot after work and lay, almost beached on her bed after a shower. At the bottom of her bed she could see her reflection in the mirror. She looked like such a big girl now. She was all hips and chest, with a nice soft belly that was forming two very distinct rolls of fat. As she crept her hand down between her legs, she couldn't help but imagine having Damon touch her tonight, or resting his big, swelling gut on her own belly as he pleasured her. Her fingers were working overtime as another hand reached to caress a newly enlarged breast, touching it as she imagined Damon would. She looked down and spread her chubby thighs wide apart as she climaxed, staring at her larger body in the mirror. The wave of pleasure shook her entire body. But it wasn't enough. She was in too deep.

Both Jenny and Damon were taking up rather a lot of space on the sofa that evening. Just being close to Damon with his chubby ass almost touching her own, made it difficult for Jenny to concentrate on the movie that night. She stole glances of his face, looking chubbier than ever as he stared at the TV with a cute double chin, whilst his stomach seemed round and overfed no matter how he sat. Even the smell of him, a musky chubby man smell, mixed in with take-out delights was driving her crazy.

"Do you remember when one pizza used to fill you up?" Damon sighed, checking his pizza box to see that he hadn't accidentally left one slice, before throwing himself back on to the sofa like a spoilt brat. "I'm sure they're making them smaller at this place," he huffed.

"No, you're just getting greedier..." Jenny teased.

"Oh yeah, it's just me!" Damon laughed, rolling his eyes before staring at Jenny's stomach. "Admit it though," Damon began. "You could eat another pizza if I ordered one."

Jenny considered it, rolling her head from side to side. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I could."

"See, it's not just me. I'm getting us some desserts as well..." Damon went on, pulling out his cell phone to order more.

The movie finished just as the pair were throwing down their spoons from the dessert, burping from the discomfort of their overindulgences. "Damn! That was good!" sighed Jenny, rubbing her stomach. "Great idea getting that second pizza!"

She looked across at the table to see that they had downed quite a few bottles of beer between them as well. Damon was looking at Jenny's belly in a strange way, as if he wanted her to see that he was looking at it. "Did I get sauce on me?" Jenny asked, looking at herself.

"No. I was just wondering how heavy you were these days," Damon admitted.

"About 200lbs" Jenny lied.

Damon spat out a laugh. "And the rest!" he teased, laughing like he genuinely hadn't expected Jenny to try and lie so badly.

"Alright, I'm over 230," Jenny admitted, placing her hand on her stomach and rolling her eyes at how nosey Damon could be sometimes.

"You don't mind it though, do you?" Damon asked. "I don't mind mine," Damon stated, grabbing a roll of love handle and unintentionally arousing Jenny.

"No," Jenny breezed. She really didn't mind. She loved it. Damon was hot with the extra weight. And so, if Jenny could look half as good with her extra weight, it would be a good deal.

"I just hit 290lbs," Damon went on, feeling confident in Jenny's company to say so. "I've put 100lbs on in the last year! Can you believe that?"

"Yeah, well, I've put on about 60lbs myself," lied Jenny. It was actually more like eighty.

"It makes you wonder what size we'll be this time next year, doesn't it?" Damon went on. Jenny hadn't really considered it, but she nodded anyway, getting the sense that Damon was trying to open up to her about something. "I'm going to show you something and I want you to promise not to judge..."