chapter 6

As Vance almost toppled over leaning forward to see around his belly, Samantha noticed how gravity now pulled both his belly and moobs downward. And with him leaning over and all they both gently jiggled and swung downwards and away from the rest of his fattened flesh. Even from the front, Samantha could make out small pockets of cellulite forming between his legs, on his belly and most prononcly in his hips and ass.

"No way!", yelled Vance in dismay. "No fucking way, I've been working out tirelessly and watching what I eat".

That was only partially true. Sure, he'd been watching what he ate at home, but Samantha's laced weight gain shakes and his constant snacking at work were getting the better of his waistline.

"So what's it say Chubbs", teased Samantha.

"Its gotta be wrong. It says I weigh 294lbs. There's no way i gained...", he paused as he did the math.

Samantha interrupted triumphantly with "You gained 29 more sexy pounds", she said wrapping her arms around his big belly and giving it a nice slow rub with one hand and down to his hard cock with the other. Vances belly let out a loud growl.

"Looks like my big lover boy is quite hungry," said Samantha with a big grin across her face. She squeezed both his belly and cock just a bit harder. His belly moaned with hunger pains once again.

"Is Fat Boy hungry hungry?"

"What did you....", started Vance indignantly before being spun around, shoved out the room and pushed onto the bed, naked. Lifting his belly hang out of the way, Samantha straddled his big card cock. That was about all that was left hard on her husband's body these days.

As she grinded her taught and firm body into his belly and fupa, all Vance could do was groan in ecstasy.

"I'll say it again," she whispered in his sweaty ear, "Is my Fat Boy hungry?" she teased again. Whether it was real or her imagination, Samantha swore she could feel his sick pulsing harder with every taunt.

That's when she realized the extent of the power of subliminal messaging. He was addicted to eating, being teased and even humiliated. "This is too good to be true", she thought to herself.

Testing her theory she, grabbed hold of his fattened belly which now spilled over her own body and his. "Look how fat and out of shape you've grown." His cock hardened and throbbed ever so more intensely. Vance was speechless.

You're a regular fat piggy? Aren't you?

Vance paused and said, "Stop it Sam, you're being mean".

Samantha stopped grinding and looked at his shocked and puffy face. "No, no, no, don't stop that. Please?", he said in a begging tone.

"You wanna fuck?"

"Yeah...?"

&qu ot;Well then say you're my fat piggy"

"What? What the hell?"

"Do you wanna keep going or not?"

"Come on Sam?", he protested.

Samantha paused and then feigned getting off before Vance blurted out "Okay, okay, I'm your ***ing piggy. Okay?"

She began to slowly grind her hips again but at 1/4 the speed. "Now say it like you mean Fatty", demanded Samantha before grabbing his now rather thick and large saddlebags and back fat.

This time there was no hesitation, "Fuck me, I'm your fatty", he screamed, "I'm your fat piggy. Fuck me. Feed me. Fuck me, he mumble incoherently before Samantha quickly shuddered up and down harder and harder until he came like never before in his life.

Samantha knew she had him hooked. Now it was time to really put her most devilish plans into action.