chapter 5

Andrew's POV
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"Drew!&qu ot; Andria calls from her bedroom. "Do you have a sec?"
I groan and walk to her room. "I hope you know I need to go somewhere, like, right now!" I had a bootycall in 7 minutes, and it was SUCH a cute guy. I mean, a little tummy and a serious feeder/feedee kink. God, Christian was sooo hot. But if Andria decided my time was better spent whatever the hell she does, okay.
"On your way back from your booty call, can you pick up a scale? And some more weight gain powder!" Andria was laying on her bed with Sara, who was sleeping off her fatty binge. I swear, ever since Andria started feeding her, she's gained at least 10 pounds, and it's only been a week!
"Sure," I was checking my phone, Christian texted me a photo of all the food at his house, with his nude belly in the frame. Nothing much, just a little pudge where abs should go. "Should I stop by Betty's?"
"Betty's is a must!"
I race out the room. "Gotta go, can't keep Christian waiting!" I yell at her. I hear a yell back as I close the front door.
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I knock on the door after 5 minutes of walking. Thank god this boy lived so close. He might just be a regular.
"Come in!" a voice yells. From our Facetimes, I could tell it was Christian. I open the door.
Christian is about 5'6, just a bit under Andria's height. Blonde hair and glasses, with some chubby cheeks, not only on his face. A little bit of fat under his soft jawline, creating a double chin when he smiles, like he is now. some little moobs, maybe a B cup, and a little beer belly with some chunky thighs.
Around him lays food wrappers, and I can tell he's kinda insecure.
"I-i," he begins, but I strut over to him and start to kiss him. His face grows warm, and I explore his body with my hands. A particularly big bubble booty gives him a manly Kim K look.
"Sorry," he gasps between kisses. "I forgot to clean up from last night."
I smirk and start to lift up his shirt. Last night, I had Facetimed him and encouraged him to eat everything in his kitchen, literally. A melted stick of butter was on the floor. "Seems like your a hungry piggy," I tease as he rips off my shirt, revealing my rock hard abs. Thank god I went to the gym this morning, or else they wouldn't be so impressive.
I guide him over to the couch, his little belly forming rolls when he collapses. I grab a large McDonald's bag and take out a large burger.
"The faster you eat, the more you'll get," I order as I rip off our pants. He nods, almost shoving half of the burger into his mouth. He's wearing too tight boxers, exposing his massive boner. Unable to contain myself, I take out his dick and start sucking.

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Jenna&apo s;s POV
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I slam the front door closed, flopping on the couch, still in my uniform. It's 3 in the afternoon, so I've been working for around 8 hours. I wipe my sweat with my shirt, letting my smooth and small abs show. I grab the control and turn on Comedy Central, with South Park playing.
Andria sits down next to me, sipping on some water. "How was work?" she asks. I groan.
"Horrible," I say. "This old white lady threatened to sue the company because I forgot to give her a strawless top on her iced coffee."
Andria snorted. "Oof. Just like the time another lady tried suing 'cause she had too much ice in her drink."
I kick my Vans off. "Why are middle aged white ladies so problematic?"
"No idea."
"How's Sara?" I ask.
Andria smirks. "Sleeping off her food coma. Stuffed her full of meatlovers pizza."
I smile when I notice her small belly sticking out from her crop top. "Not all of it!" I tickle the top of her stomach as she laughs.
"I may have had a slice or 2," she starts, but I chuckle. "I was hungry, ***! Can't let her have all the fun."
"You can't get as fat!" I exclaim. "We 3 need to take care of a immobile girl, it's gonna be hard when we have a 300 pounder part of the team!"
"I won't gain that much! Just enough to get some more fat on my ass."
"Just get plastic surgery." I say, checking my phone. "My dad can probably hook you up for free."
Andria eyes me. "Thought you weren't talking to your dad."
I shrug. "I visited him after work last week. He had a new wife and some young kids." I pause. "He seemed really happy. Not just with his new family, just in general. Like, he was more happy when I remembered him with my mom."
Andria smiles. "I guess they didn't fit."
"True, true."