Chapter 10 - reverse

Katie had a good hour to ponder her response before Jack arrived home with Daryl. She couldn't get over how devious and cunning Jack had been. She looked at Hannah and Daryl, so in love and happy, their eyes hungering for each other; but what could she say about her relationship with Jack? After all, there was no denying that it was a relationship now that Hannah and Daryl both knew about them.

Katie also felt incredibly naive. Now that she had been told, Katie could see Daryl and Hanna's kinks all very clearly. Daryl had arrived back with a huge bucket of fried chicken that he was stuffing in to his pudgy face, watching Hannah lusting after him. Of course he had grown that beautiful belly for her. It had been so rapid and he had fattened so well this last year without Hannah even being there. It was a labour of love, all for her.

The three of them would have to head-off soon and Hannah had slipped off to the bedroom with Daryl for one last round before leaving; the half eaten bucket of fried chicken disappearing behind the door with them.

"Look what I got you from the store..." Jack grinned, fishing out half a gallon of full fat milk once they were alone. "Ready to grow porker?" he grinned, patting Katie on her wide rear and oinking like a pig.

Katie looked at the skinny man grinning so confidently. "I've thought about things a lot this weekend," Katie sighed. "I can't let your brother marry Hannah without telling him everything. It's not fair. I'm going to write him a letter when we get back, explaining everything; every last detail."

Jack looked taken aback. "Why would you do that?" he asked, suddenly panicked.

"It's the right thing to do," Katie sighed again. "Look at him! His belly is even more out of control than mine!"

"But you can't!" Jack snapped; his voice betraying the sudden anxiety he was feeling. "That would destroy their relationship!" he lied again. "They're so happy, why would you want to do that to them?"

Katie just shrugged her shoulders and smiled, "It's for the best," she whispered, unmoved.

Katie sat down in the chair, pretending not to watch Jack's look of confusion and panic; his mind whirring at the thought of what could happen.

"Please don't!" Jack asked, suddenly changing tactics. "It would ruin everything!" he gasped, realising the web of lies that he had tangled himself up in.

Katie smiled; this was working like a charm. "Well, maybe I don't have to tell Daryl everything," she pondered, pretending to think.

Jack allowed himself to feel a little relieved. "I think it's best," he nodded.

"Maybe I could be persuaded to keep my mouth shut a little longer..." Katie went on.

Jack watched the large girl stand up and walk over to the counter where he had placed the large carton of milk for her; her chubby fingers wiping the condensation on the label. Katie turned to him and looked at him thoughtfully.

"You know what Jack, I've never liked your six-pack..." she stated, pulling up his t shirt and stroking the slight ripple of muscle. "...Nor your skinny little ass," she went on, sliding her chubby hand around the back of him and flicking the elastic of his trendy underwear, with his slender, toned backside nestled inside.

Jack's look of panic and confusion returned to his face as he watched Katie strut around so confidently. She turned back and unscrewed the large carton of milk, lifting it up and passing it to Jack, who took it without question.

"But I'm sure as hell going to sort that problem out," she whispered calmly, placing her chubby fingers on his flat stomach again, with her other hand on his small ass. "Do you hear me pig?"