Chapter 12

When the food finally arrived, I didn't have to call him. The simply smell of the food was enough to get him out of the sofa. He helped me setting the table and getting everything out of the packages, the table was a small one with only four chairs made of wood with arm rest, we haven’t eaten there before. It was a dinner for two so there was 2 mid-term steaks with bittersweet sauce, 2 bowls of Cesar salad, and 2 bowls of spaghetti and garlic bread. I took a bottle of wine from the fridge and put it on the table. “I’m just going to eat the salad, you can eat the rest of the food, and there isn’t place on the fridge for leftovers”. He looked me confused “If you were going to eat just the salad, Why did you bought the rest of the food?” I sat, difficultly trying to fit on the chair, and started to eat “Because it was cheaper to buy the dinner for 2 persons that buying the salad alone, besides, did you said that you were hungry? I’m sure that we you can eat everything”. I said and pointed at his belly. This made him feel uncomfortable and he sat to hide his lower body. “This isn’t going to help me to lose weight” He started to eat the steaks. “Relax piggy, you can start tomorrow”. He didn’t answer me. We didn’t talked much; I finished my salad and made sure that his glass was always full of wine. He barely finished all the food and by the end he had undone his jeans to give his belly more room. He was stuffed but I was sure that I could fit the milkshakes on him anyway.

He was a little bit tipsy for the wine. “I knew that you could eat it all. I mean, that belly certainly has a great capacity”. I got up and put the dishes on the kitchen. “You know, I’ve lost almost 12 pounds on these 3 months”. I said and modeled in front of him. My belly was still there but smaller and my hips and butt had became more firm, my hourglass figure was more obvious. He stared at my butt “I have to say, you look pretty damn hot; for a fat girl”. The alcohol had given him more confidence, but it also had made him forget his own weight. “Me? Have you forgotten that you ripped your pants this morning, fatty? You’re bigger than me!” . I started to poke his midsection “I bet that you can’t even get up. I bet that your huge ass is stuck on the chair!” He took my hands. “Oh yeah? You bet? Well it’s obvious that I can get up without problem and when I do it you’ll have to do a strip tease for me” he said smiling. “And if you don’t, YOU will have to do a strip tease for me. Now get up if you can” I said and stood back.

When he tried to get up he realized the awful true. He was, in fact, stuck. I left out a little giggle. “Shit, shit , shit. She’s right, I’m stuck. Why did I say those things? I have to get out of this chair” He thought and started to pull the chair from the arm rest. You could see his butt spilling out from the chair and that it was going to leave red marks on his love hands. Sweat started to appear on his forehead and his face turned redder. “I told you! Now you are the fatter one! Hahaha”. He kept struggling and for a few more minutes and sat again, breathless. “This is bullshit! This is because all the food that you gave me!” He didn’t look at me. “That I gave you? I’m sorry but I don’t remember putting a gun on your head. You ate it all because you’re a greedy fat pig! In fact piggies eat dessert too. So let me give you yours”. I took the milkshakes from the fridge and put them on the table. “I’m not going to drink that, you crazy, fat, bitch!”. I took my belt and used it to tie him up. “Oh but you will. I don’t like you calling me fat when you’re bigger than me”. I took a funnel from one of the kitchen cabinets and put it on his mouth.

I poured the first half of the milkshake on the funnel and he realized that he had to swallow or he'll drown. Some drops were spilling from his mouth and his eyes were closed trying to digest the food and the milkshake. When he was over, I poured the rest of the milkshake and he swallowed faster. I took the funnel off of his mouth to let him breathe and he belched loudly. "Did piggy like his milkshake?" I said rubbing his tight stomach. "Fuck you. Ugh". I slapped his belly and he groaned in pain. "Why did I tell you? Don't disrespect me. I was going to leave you like this but now you're going to have the other one". I said and put the funnel on his mouth again.

I poured the entire liter on the funnel and it was obvious that it was too much for him. He swallowed slower and tears started to form on his eyes.

It took him a while to finish the

milkshake and by the end his belly seated heavily on his lap. I lifted his shirt to give him more space to breath and I didn't bother to check his jeans, I knew that they were already undone. His breathing was fast and heavy, there were remaining of the milkshake on his mouth and cheeks and his eyes were closed. His moobs were rising slightly with his breathing with his belly.