chapter 4

"I'm gonna bring my seatbelt over my belly here... And I'm gonna have you buckle it for me, OK honey?"

"Sure."

Kelsey had a seatbelt extender installed, which gave her more slack to adequately buckle up with. Greg's cock stiffened as he watched the belt constrict her blubber, cutting between her massive breasts.

"Here, sweetie, I can't even see the damn buckle I'm so big..." Kelsey sighed.

Greg's hands shook as he took the belt buckle from her. He felt her soft, warm, flesh graze against his hands as he buckled her in, his eyes nearly popping out of his head, and his cock almost exploding in his jeans.

CLICK!

"There..." Greg said.

"Thank you so much, honey. Fat girl problems! Haha!"

"Vannessa has trouble with certain seatbelts too, they really should make them longer..."

"You two are so damn cute together..."

"Haha, thanks."

"I'm serious, Greg. I know how cruel kids can be. Especially towards fat kids, girls especially. It's very brave of you both to be so affectionate with each other in public, to be proud of who you are. It shows maturity. I wish I had a guy like you when I was in high school."

"Yeah, Tommy Kaufman used to give me shit about it all the time, but then I knocked him the fuck out... Err... Sorry for swearing..."

"It's OK, Greg, haha. We're not in school. That Tommy Kaufman's a prick anyway."

"Haha..."

"Do you have any pot, Greg?"

Greg gulped, his eyes bugging out of his head.

"Honey, relax. Look."

Kelsey opened up her glove box, revealing a glass pipe. Black resin lined the bowl, indicating it was used recently.

"You smoke, Ms. O'Neil?"

"Sweetheart please, you can call me Kelsey. And yes, I do enjoy the ganja."

"That's awesome! Do you need a bag?"

"I figured I'd ask, you always smell so good when you come back from getting me my lunch. What could you do a quarter for?"

"For you? Eighty bucks."

"Oh, Greg! That's a great price! Here..."

Kelsey rooted through her purse, pulling out four $20 bills and handing them to Greg.

"I don't have a quarter on me, I gotta go home and grab it."

"OK! Just show me where to go."

Greg directed Kelsey to his house, and had her park on a side street away from his actual home. He ran inside, and returned a few minutes later with Kelsey's pot.

"Oooooooh that smells delicious!" Kelsey said, sniffing the bag.

"Blueberry yum yum." Greg replied.

"Like the Ludacris song?"

"Huh?"

"Nevermind, haha. Hey, you wanna come back to my place? I could use a big, strong, man like you to help me get these groceries into my house. We could smoke a couple joints, hang out."

"Um, ok..."

"Cool! Hop in!"

Greg couldn't believe what was happening as he texted his mother and told her he was going to his friend Tim's house.

"Ugh, I'm so fucking hungry... You like pizza, Greg?" Kelsey asked.

"Who doesn't?" Greg replied.

"Haha, good answer! That's what we'll do then... Throw on some frozen pizzas, smoke a couple joints... Just one rule: you can't judge me if I make a complete fat ass of myself, OK?"

"I won't, don't worry."

Kelsey brought Greg back to her apartment, putting the groceries away as Greg brought them in. Once everything was put away, Kelsey put a few pizzas in the oven, and took a couple of beers out of the fridge.

"You want a beer?" Kelsey offered.

"Sure..." Greg replied.

Kelsey smiled and gave Greg a Budweiser and a coaster. He had a seat on the couch while Kelsey went into her room, returning with a weed tray, grinder, and rolling papers.

"Scoot over, sweetheart, my fat ass needs more space than that." Kelsey joked.

Greg was pinned against the armrest by Kelsey's side fat, her warm blubber providing stark contrast to his thin frame.

"You wanna roll up?" Kelsey offered.

"Sure!" Greg replied.

"Here..."

Kelsey handed Greg another $20 bill.

"What's this for?"

"Bringing in my groceries."

"Oh, Kelsey, don't worry about it..."

"Yay! You called me Kelsey! You're starting to chill out. Take the money, this isn't a debate."

"Haha, ok..."

Greg lit the joint and took a big hit, passing it to Kelsey. He coughed and sipped his beer, trying to hide his shock and disbelief at where he was and what he was doing. Kelsey took an impressively big hit and held it in, exhaling with minimal coughing.

"This is good shit." Kelsey said.

"Let me know whenever you need it, I got it." Greg replied.

"Remember, this HAS to stay between you and I. I'm serious, Greg."

"I know, I know."

Greg struggled not to stare at Kelsey's big belly, which she had seemingly given up on trying to hide with her t-shirt. Kelsey would drum her fingers on it, pat it, and play with it as she watched TV, like it was a fidget spinner of obesity. As the weed creeped into his mind, he zoned out, staring at her stomach as his erection pulsated in his pants.

"Gregoryyyyy... Are you staring at my tummy?!" Kelsey teased.

"Uhhhh..." Greg replied.

"Hahahaha, you were! I caught you! It's OK... I'd stare too if I was you. I love my big belly... So soft..."

DING!

"Oooooohh! Pizza's ready! Finally!" Kelsey squealed, heaving herself to her feet.

Kelsey took the pizzas out of the oven, putting them on plates and bringing them out to the living room. She put another two in the oven before waddling out to the living room. She gave Greg a plate and he helped himself to a slice, stamping out the roach that remained from the joint he was smoking. Kelsey sat back, laying the plate on her belly as she watched TV.

"Mmmmm... Oh my God... I was so fucking hungry..." Kelsey moaned.

"Yeah this is good, what is it Digiorno?" Greg replied.

"Yes sir! I only buy the best when it comes to frozen pizza."

Greg was done after two slices, and Kelsey ate the rest of the pizza, packing away all of it along with a couple more beers.

"Let's smoke more." Kelsey said, patting her belly.

"Don't have to tell me twice." Greg replied.

"So... When you and Vannessa are hanging out... Do you guys ever feed each other?"

"Um... I feed her, yeah."

"Is she your feedee?"

"How do you know what..."

"Honey, I'm 650 pounds. I'm not this fat by accident."

"You're a feedee?!"

"Mhm..."

"Wow...&quo t;

DING!

"Yay!" Kelsey squealed, heaving herself to her feed and waddling off to the kitchen for more food.

"You can help yourself to more pizza, Greg." Kelsey offered as she squeezed in next to him.

"I'm all set, thanks."

"Ugh... These pants are so fucking tight... You don't mind if I get more comfy, do you Greg?"

Greg shook his head, and Kelsey smiled, pulling her pants down and letting her belly spill out over her knees.

"Ahhh... Gotta let the belly breathe after a while, y'know?"

Greg smiled and nodded.

"Do you wanna touch my belly, Greg?"

Greg's eyes opened wide. Anxiety and excitement fought within him as his dick pulsed in his jeans.

"Go on. It's really soft... And squishy..."

Greg slowly reached out and rubbed Kelsey's belly, making her moan with pleasure.

"Mmmm... That's it... I've been such a big piggy..."

"Can I feed you?" Greg asked.

"Of course!"

Greg picked up a slice of pizza, the melting cheese dripping down onto the plate before bringing it to Kelsey's lips. His heart raced and his dick dribbled pre-cum as he watched her eat half the slice in one big bite.

"Mmmm..."

"Yeah? You like that, fatty?" Greg blurted out.

Kelsey smiled and chuckled a bit, nodding her head.

"Fuck, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to be disrespectful..."

"Greg, relax. I am a big fatty, aren't I? Big fat fatty mcfat fat..." Kelsey snickered, jiggling her belly.

"Yeah... Yeah you are..."

"FEED ME!" Kelsey growled, in a cartoonish, deep, monstrous voice as he jiggled her belly.

"I can't believe this is really happening..." Greg said, his eyes bright with glee.

"You're such a cutie, Greg. So innocent... Mmmmm..."

"I've always had a huge crush on you. The way you carry yourself, your confidence... It's so sexy... All this doesn't hurt either." Greg said, jiggling Kelsey's belly.

"Awww, thanks Greg!"

After feeding Kelsey the rest of the pizza, she looked in Greg's eyes, smiling as she waited for him to make a move.

"Well? Aren't you gonna kiss me?" Kelsey finally asked.

"But... Vannessa..." Greg stammered.

"Oh, sweetie... She doesn't have to know! Nobody has to know! Our little secret, remember?"

Greg hesitated for a moment, but succumbed to temptation, kissing Kelsey passionately. Kelsey took his hands and put them down her shirt on her breasts. She put a hand on Greg's thigh, rubbing it and working her way up to his cock, tugging at it through his jeans as they kissed. She leaned in towards him, her belly and breasts smothering him. Feeling her enormous weight on his body made him all the more horny. She ran a hand down his chest and fumbled with the button and fly of his jeans, yanking them down and exposing his hard cock. She jiggled his balls and tugged on his dick playfully as they kissed before breaking their embrace and kicking the coffee table forward so she had room to kneel. Kelsey started sucking his cock, slobbering all over it as she ran her tongue up and down the shaft.

SLURP!

"Oh, fuck... FUCK..." Greg moaned.

Kelsey pushed her breasts into Greg's legs as she gave him top, looking up at him with those big blue eyes of hers...