Chapter 5 - beyond recognition

Things changed for Amy after her evening of passion on the table top. Every little treat thrown her way seemed to carry an ulterior motive. Matt wanted to see her admittedly curvaceous ass, blow up just a little more each day. His enthusiasm for it was infectious as he marvelled over its size and admired the way it wobbled when Amy moved.

Amy couldn't help showing off each time her pants got a little tight, knowing that it would send Matt into a horny frenzy. But sometimes it went beyond being fun and kinky, into something that Matt was quietly taking a lot more seriously.

"I read that for your height and weight, you need to be eating at least 3,200 calories daily to keep gaining weight as much as you have been doing recently," Matt explained.

"You read about it?" Amy asked, bemused.

"Of course I did!" Matt smiled confidently, grabbing Amy's ass and shaking a cheek firmly to make it jiggle. "It makes me so hard to think about this ass getting even bigger!"

Matt pulled Amy's hand into his crotch over the hardness that was ready to burst out.

"Can you feel how turned on it gets me?" he asked.

Amy was about to ask Matt whether he had considered that maybe she didn't want to grow her ass any bigger; that maybe she was happier the size she was. But Matt was already too turned on. It would have been unkind to burst his bubble. And besides, whatever strange kink he had developed, wasn't it Amy's doing anyway?

"Come on, I want to get it all down you," Matt smiled, spoon feeding Amy a tub of ice cream after dinner. His eyes were watching the movement of Amy's mouth with precision and his pupils had misted over with pure lust as he did so.

Amy enjoyed the taste and the pampering. She could touch Matt's rock hard body and just open her mouth every few seconds for her treat. How many wives got this sort of loving attention, she wondered.

"Your tummy is getting so doughy!" Matt would comment, prodding Amy's soft middle. It was a strange thing to say as a complement, but that was how Matt meant it when he said these things: a complement. He genuinely seemed oblivious to the fact that most women would find such comments offensive; and it was for that reason that Amy didn't say a word, but accepted the comments in the spirit that they were intended.

Amy had always had to watch what she ate, ever since she'd left college, her body seemed compelled to gain weight incredibly easily. Now that she had Matt deliberately overfeeding her, she felt herself expanding rapidly. Her butt and thighs had taken the brunt of it, swelling up softer and wider, to the point that she was having to abandon some clothes stores for not stocking her size anymore. Her breasts were similarly starting to swell and puff up with fat, whilst her jiggly tummy seemed to be on a mission to expand and widen despite seeming small in comparison to her blubbery backside. Nevertheless, she had developed quite a gut that was even rolling into a jiggly tire of fat that encircled her.

Amy looked at her face and saw how much the overeating was affecting her overall appearance too. Large cheeks dominated her face, whilst a small, but distinct double chin was coming in.

The changes were welcomed by Matt, but even with the constant praise from her husband, Amy knew that this was not something the old Matt would have wanted for her. Her body was altering beyond recognition.