Chapter 2

Sarah made her way to answer the door, expecting her delivery from the local chipper. She was in too awful a humour to cook that night. She snatched up her purse and pulled open the door.

“You?” she intoned dumbly, as James stood at the doorway.

“We’re breaking up aren’t we!” she sighed resignedly.

James couldn’t help it, he burst into laughter and grabbed her and kissed her roughly on the lips.

“Now, is that the only way I’ll get you to stop saying silly things?” he joked.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, wrong-footed . “Come on inside”.

He followed her into the sitting room and the two sat down on the couch. “I just wanted to continue our conversation from earlier in the car” he began. Sarah, simply looked shame-faced at the hands, which she twisted in her lap.

“Listen” he said softly tipping her chin upwards with his fingertips. “This will sound patronising, but I’m older than you and I know what it’s like to be ill-at-ease discussing your mind , when you’re young you barely know what you want yourself, for God’s sake”. She met his gaze and smiled weakly. “You know, the reason I’ve been losing weight was because I thought it would make you happy, plus all the lads were giving me such a teasing about not being able to hold onto a younger woman unless I was in shape!”.

“So why don’t you just be honest with me?” he encouraged.

“I told you earlier really I suppose” she began evasively, “I just like bigger guys”.

“What if I was to gain weight?” he suggested, noting Sarah’s immediate reaction, her entire body tensing, instantaneously on guard.

“You’ve obviously never discussed this with anyone before have you? I know all about the fat admiration scene” he bluffed “ Just tell me what it is turns you on. I promise, I’ll tell all too” he coaxed.

And so she talked. And boy, it felt good. To finally be honest, to let it all spill out, no more fear of offending anyones single-minded opinion on what qualifies attractiveness. She loved big guys, she loved seeing men gain weight, she loved dominant men, she loved her complete honesty with James.

“Well” James said slyly “the only question is how big do you want to feed me to?”.

“Oh no” Sarah rushed “I couldn’t feed someone up, I think it would put all the power in my hands, a total turn off”.

“Ah, that’s why I’m here to think outside the box” James smiled. “Why don’t I order you to feed me”

She gaped at him open-mouthed. In all her days, the idea had never occurred to her! She couldn’t believe that he had, off the cuff, made such a suggestion.

“Well, do you really want to gain weight?” she enquired expectantly.

“I never thought about it before, I was always conscious that women didn’t like fat men” he replied, as Sarah sniggered appreciatively. “ I think I would though, I always sort of enjoy being bigger than others, why don’t we give it a go?” he enthused.

“Okay, first things first” she said excitedly, “We must get your stats!”

He led her by the hand to the bathroom where he stood on the scales and read his currently lower weight - 210lbs. He’d lost 20 in the previous few weeks. Sarah was pleased to note that her original guesses as to his size were accurate. So at 6”2, 210lbs he could stand to gain a lot more.

“So how big should I get?” he prompted excitedly, rising to challenge with gusto. “Oh I don’t know, it’s up to you. I suppose you could just get back to 230 first?”.

“Oh come on!” he exclaimed “You must have a number in your head?”

“Okay, well…I’d like to see you if you’re BMI was 30, so say like 240 or 250lbs”.

“Sounds easy” he chirped.

“BRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGG GGGGGGG!”

Sarah jumped “I’ll just get the door, sorry.”

Her now forgotten delivery had arrived. She brought the warm parcel into the kitchen and James followed her, looking forward to ceasing his painfully dull diet.

“Oh shoot” she cried “ They gave me the wrong order. There’s enough here for an army, I only ordered chips!”

James peered over her shoulder hungrily and whispered “Why don’t we start our little project now?”

Her heart skipped a beat with excitement “Wow, I can’t believe this is real !“she said! He laid his hands on the first thing in the package -a burger - and was halfway through it before Sarah had returned with plates and cutlery. “Aren’t you a fast learner?” she joked and nibbled at her dinner. By the time she was finished, James had started to slow down and he looked meaningfully at her. “Well, I’d like for you to feed me the rest of my dinner” he said forcefully. She cleared the debris from in front of him - the empty burger box and a box of chicken wings. She selected a carton of chips that were swimming in a rich garlic mayonaise and oily grated cheese. She proferred each one to his greedy lips and when she was finished he sucked her fingers clean. He polished off a bottle of Coke with ease and leant back in his chair contentedly. Sarah came to his side and opened his tight belt, noting with delight that this released his stuffed gut forward several inches.

This was the start of something good…