Chapter 4 - pleasured

Jack stuck to them all like glue for the next few months, never once missing out on an evening out with the other three. "You know," Jack smiled, taking a hand and placing it on Katie's stuffed stomach once Daryl and Hannah had left for the evening, "I think being a feeder is starting to catch up on you," he teased. "You're starting to look like the female version of my brother during his first year in college," he grinned, rubbing the small, over-fed stomach Katie had been building up over the last few weeks.

"Yeah, I wonder how that happened," Katie scowled, looking at Jack's smug face. She had got used to Jack poking and prodding her and she started to hate herself for letting Jack get to her; giving in to his handsome face and athletic body whenever they were alone together after Daryl and Hannah left each evening. Jack had been pushing and pushing her to overeat, blackmailing her into gorging herself in exchange for his silence.

Hannah, on the other hand, thought Jack was a wonderfully bad influence to naturally help Daryl with his overeating; but really Katie knew that Jack simply wanted to create as many opportunities for Katie to overfeed herself as possible. And the results of that came with rather shocking speed.

Jack lifted Katie's shirt a little and took a finger to the soft fat that was bulging at her sides. "I bet you never imagined yourself getting little side rolls of blubber like these," he smiled, bouncing the fat with his finger. "You're a good 20lbs overweight" he laughed. "Not too dissimilar to my brother at the time you and Hannah sank your claws into him and turned him into your own, personal fat pig," he scorned, picking up one of the leftover donuts and pushing it into Katie's mouth. Then he slid his hand down to Katie's crotch, as he always did now whenever they were alone, stimulating her as she ate.

Katie sighed. She loved getting caressed by Jack; the boy had some serious skills in pleasuring a girl. But she could hardly keep track of how much he was eating whenever it got to this point.

"No offense," Hannah spat rudely on one of the only times Katie had managed to be alone with her in weeks, "but you're getting a little fat."

Katie huffed and looked crossly at Hannah; It was her fault after all! Katie was the one paying for her sins, fattening up Daryl. She held the secret on the tip of her tongue, wanting to confess everything about what Jack was doing to her. But as fast as the urge came to her, it dissipated, knowing it would only make things worse. "Well, I'm not the only one," she nodded, looking down at Hannah's slightly thicker middle.

Hannah blushed a little. "Well, I have an excuse. I have a 265lb blubbery boyfriend to try and keep growing. It's hard work staying trim!"

Katie rolled her eyes. Hannah used any excuse she could to throw Daryl's growing weight in her face whenever they were alone together. Daryl had been swelling up faster than ever since Jack had arrived, encouraging them all to overeat. Handsome Daryl was now fat-bellied and round, with no signs of stopping with his loving, adoring, pampering girlfriend on his arm.

"Yeah, well... maybe all of this feeding is catching up on me too!" Katie grumbled bitterly, suddenly seeing Jack come around the corner; butterflies filling her stomach at the sight of him.

"Hey you two," Jack grinned. "I sent Daryl a text. I thought we could all go out for breakfast this morning..."

Hannah nodded keenly and trotted off to walk with Daryl. Alone again, Jack slipped his hand on to the widening expanse of Katie's rear, sliding it across with appreciation. He bent down and whispered into her ear seductively: "How about we do that thing you love after we get back?" he asked suggestively.

Katie blushed, knowing exactly what Jack meant. "Um, well, alright," she giggled, despite herself.

"Well then, you know what you've gotta do when we go for breakfast..." he grinned, patting her hefty, solid butt once more.