chapter 3

"I've definitely put on weight these last two weeks." Amber moaned as she was squeezing into the jeans she arrived in. We were flying back home to Texas, rested and even more in love since our wedding day, and Amber with a new appetite and a muffin top around her jeans. I held her from behind, my hands stroking her now slightly wider hips, moving round to her swollen stomach, and kissed her neck.

"Mmmm we gotta get to the airport hon'...no time...mmm...to play..." Amber said.
"....damn...when you're right...you're right. Let's check out and get back home."
"But first we need to get some food; the plane food is so bad!" Amber demanded.

After Amber inhaled four plates of breakfast buffet which caused Amber to unbutton her jeans, a trip to the In-N-Out drive-thru, and two venti double whip caramel coffees from Starbucks in McCarran, we were on board and headed home.

At home...

"Oh...my...god! I'm so disgusting!" I heard Amber yell from the bathroom.
"What's up love?"
"I weigh 160lbs! I put on 30lbs in two weeks in Vegas! I need to go on a diet..." Amber moaned.

11 months and 3 weeks later...

And a new diet she undertook. Every morning I woke up alone and found her....in the kitchen. She never used to be one for breakfast, but now...well now she was making pancakes with bacon and ice cream almost every morning, not forgetting coffee with a generous helping of cream.
"Morning 'hon!' She chirped.
"Good morning beautiful." I said, as I watched my beautiful wife in her sexy black bra and panties frying up some delicious smelling bacon to go with her stack of syrupy pancakes and waffles. Her breasts were spilling out of her DD cup bra and if I had to guess she was at least a DDD or E cup now. Her panties were starting to look more like a thong these days as her butt had...well...become a lot wider. She was developing a delicious, sexy looking dimpled bubble butt. I approached her from behind, and squeezed her ass. This got me hard, obviously.

"Mmmm...horny again? I didn't satisfy you enough last night obviously..." She purred.
Amber pivoted from the cooker, kissed me, pushed me aside and served up her bacon on her plate. Amber took off her little apron (Kiss the Cook, of course) and revealed her now porky belly. She had a fat, round pot belly that bounced with each step and hung over her pantie waist band by at least an inch. As well as her new belly and wide, fat ass, her legs were thicker (her thigh gap disappeared 6 months ago) and started developing cellulite. Her arms had slightly chubbed up too, but her face looked much the same as it did on our wedding day, apart from fuller cheeks usually full of food. She went on a diet alright...

"Sorry *chew* I didn't *chew* make you anything hon'*swallow*"
"Don't worry love. I'll just grab breakfast at work like I usually do." I said, kissing the top of her head as she sat. "Oh, before I go, you know what next week is don't you?" I asked.
"*chew* Next week?"
"Yep. Next week." I smiled.
"*chew* Enlighten *chew* me?" Amber said with a full mouth.
"It's our first anniversary! So...I'm flying us back to Vegas! A two week break, at Crave, all-inclusive apparently for returning guests!" I couldn't contain my excitement. I really hoped Amber would be happy with the lack of variety on location, but I just wanted her to stuff and gorge herself for another two weeks...extremely selfish I know, but...
Amber dropped her cutlery and stood up.
"Crave!?!?! Two weeks in Vegas again!?!? Oh my God, honey I love you I love you I love you!" As she dived into my arms and kissed my face with her big, syrupy (and now chocolatey from the ice cream) lips.
"I'll take it that you're happy by that reaction then!"
"I am so happy, and so excited! Geez, I better go on a crash diet though so I can be swimsuit ready...look how big I've gotten this last year! I weighed myself last week and I'm 195lbs!" Amber said solemnly while grabbing and shaking her round little belly.
"Babe, don't worry about it. I love you no matter what. Besides, we can just enjoy ourselves again in Vegas, worry free, and you can diet and exercise or whatever when we get back. Plan?"
"...ok hon'." She smiled, "You make a lot of sense" she said as she put her head on my shoulder. I gave her a long kiss.
"I gotta run love. Have a good day in the office." I said as I rushed out the door.
Amber finished her breakfast (for two) and squeezed into her clothes for work.
I really need some new clothes she thought.

She left and got into her new car. Six months ago, Amber got fed up with walking to work like she normally did. So she got herself a big new car to save her going in with me every day. The thing is, what she couldn't do when sharing the car with me, was go through the What-A-Burger drive-thru every morning, followed by the Starbucks drive-thru. She loved her Starbucks. She must have been entitled to a free coffee/Frappuccino/whatever every three days thanks to their rewards scheme.

"Hey y'all, good weekend?" Amber chirped to her colleagues as she threw her empty Venti Starbucks cup into the trash. "I got some wonderful news this morning!"
"Oh oh oh! Let me guess...you're pregnant!" her desk neighbour Sandra said excitedly.
"Haha! No silly! Tom and I are going back to Vegas for our first anniversary next week!"
"Oh geez, sorry for saying you're pregnant...I didn't mean to say you looked pregnant or anything...I'll stop digging! That's amazing though! You'll have a great time!" Sandra said embarrassingly.
"Don't worry San'. Now I know I've put on a few pounds this year, but I guess it's just married life right?"
"Yes of course! It just shows how happily married you are!" Sandra agreed.
Amber smiled as she sat down at her desk, her seat making a now familiar creaking sound, and she rubbed her belly for a few moments before focusing on the work she had to do.

A week of Amber filling herself in anticipation, excited sex, trying on and packing clothes, and a flight from Austin later, and we were back where we were a year ago, at the Crave check-in desk speaking to our old friend Jon the clerk.
"Mr and of course, the beautiful Mrs Rose, welcome back to Crave." Jon said as he checked us in and handed us our keys.
"Because you're valued returning guests..."
"Yeah yeah..." Amber said, licking her lips, salivating, "come find me when you're done hon', I'm starved, and I can smell the buffet..." and with that Amber trotted off to Indulge with a wiggle in her butt in her (now pretty tight) denim shorts.
"...so because you're valued returning guests" Jon continued, "all meals are inclusive, and I'm pleased to say you've been upgraded to a poolside room, with personal room service ready within 15 minutes for you for the next two weeks."
"Wow, that's wonderful. Thank you very much Jon." I passed him a fifty with the shake of his hand, he winked, and I left my bags to be taken to room 255.

I joined Amber at her table in Indulge, where she had surrounded herself with 5 plates full of breakfast, lunches, and 2 steak dinners.
"Mmmm *chew* the food is *chew* AMAZING! *swallow* Could you *chew* grab me some coffee *chew* and cake *swallow* please hon'?" Amber said without taking her eyes of her food. I brought over myself a panini, and Amber a slice of black forest gateaux to go with a large double whip double chocolate Mocha.
"Mmmmm thanks hon'! *chew*Black forest, my favourite! Only a slice though? *swallow* Are you hinting at something?" Amber winked. "If you want something done right, do it yourself!" and with that, Amber stood up, her tank top already riding up her belly, and waddled over to the cakes, and brought over one whole black forest gateaux. This was going to be a great two weeks I thought, as I felt myself getting bigger in my shorts.

We kissed all the way to our room, I couldn't keep my hands off Amber's wide, fleshy ass and now tight, stretched belly. We got in, and I pushed her onto our huge hotel bed. I stood over Amber as she lay in bed, and looked at her beautiful body. Her tank top was only covering her big breasts, cleavage on show, showing off her stretched pot belly. I looked at her shorts and saw that they were unbuttoned, but still looked really tight around her waist and thighs.

"I know, I had to unbutton them in the buffet babe, they felt so tight." Amber said, "I bet I look like such a...fat...greedy...little piggy......don't I?" She had never said a sentence to me so sexily. She knew I was turned on. So turned on. She wanted me to recognise how fat she was...I think...I hoped...
"Yes...you do love...you are so...fat...and greedy..." I said as I climbed into bed with her and started pulling her shorts down her legs (which wasn't as easy as it was last year let me tell you), "but I love you...even more now that you're my fat...little....pig...". With that I started eating her out.
Amber giggling with pleasure squeaked, "God I love you Tom...but...but...I'm...still so...huuuungry..." I stopped licking her out and went to the minibar. I heard Amber moaning as she started pleasuring herself while waiting for me.

Oddly, the minibar had the standard little bottles of alcohol you'd expect...but the snacks...they were something completely different. There were blocks of chocolate, sticks of butter and lard, and cartons of double cream, as well as jars of Nutella and peanut butter. I grabbed two cartons of cream, reasoning that cream would be easier to drink in bed. Little did I know...