Richard

chapter 4

His overeating did not stop, and neither did his growing belly. Richard was used to his clothes being tight, Susan didn't buy larger sizes in the hope he would fit in the smaller ones again. But if she knew how much he was eating every day she'd know better. Starting his day off with a lovely homemade breakfast, Richard went to McDonalds on his way to work to pick up something substantial. Afterwards he spent his mornings sticking donuts in his mouth at work, stopping only for the lunch break, where he again happily ate whatever his wife had packed for him, and then went off for a sub. His donut snacking continued into the late afternoon, when he would go home and enjoy another lovely homemade meal. He did this every day, sometimes going to a different fast food place for breakfast or lunch, whatever tickled his fancy.

So when his gut kept on ballooning, Richard wasn't surprised anymore. In fact, he didn't care about it anymore. When it started sagging down, a sack of fat around his waist, he didn't care. When even his children teased him about his belly, he didn't care. When Susan started grabbing his gut and playing with it, he didn't care. He only cared about enjoying his life, including the food he ate.

And yes, Susan had admitted defeat and accepted that her husband was not going to go back to his fit self. She did what any reasonable wife should do and began exploring his new body, trying to make the best out of it. Because of that, their intimate moments were now truly great, both of them understanding what their partner wanted and needed.

Well bla bla bla that is nice and all, but here's what this story is all about. If you haven't read my first story, you won't get what's happening but that's ok.

About a year later

Richard was now a pretty chubby dad, some might call him fat, like the dude in this story's picture. His gut hung down over his waistline, a thick slab of fat. His love handles were soft to the grip. His arms and legs chubby and a bit out of shape. His face was round, with a double chin and all. Everything was covered by hair in all the right places. He was happy, and when you saw him, made the impression of a plump teddy bear.

One day, a meeting was called at his work to introduce a new co-worker. A new accountant, to be exact. It was a man, around Richards age, with about the body Richard had not three years ago. He had short brown hair, with a bit of balding going on (although less than Richard) and a friendly smile on his face.

The guy introduced himself as Mike.