Chapter 9 - reverse

That evening, Amy arrived home to a feast of fattening treats being placed on the table. Matt grinned devilishly as Amy walked through the door. "You are in for such a treat tonight!" he explained, guiding Amy by her thick butt towards the table and giving it a satisfied pat before he sat her down. "I'm going to fill this beautiful tummy up so tight this evening!" he explained, picking up the bottom of her blouse to expose the soft blubber and slide his finger inside her deepening belly button. He threw off his shirt, exposing his muscular chest to entice Amy; but she didn't need to play anymore.

Amy nodded dutifully, so as not to cause suspicion and watched Matt retreat back into the kitchen, before she leaned across the table and poured the entire contents of the reversing mixture into Matt's drink.

Matt returned looking pleased with himself as he presented a huge pie in front of Amy and stood by her side to watch her eat it, his hardness already pressing tightly against the fabric of his pants. He picked up his drink and stood there ready to watch Amy gorge.

"Open wide!" he sang, watching her from afar, keen to see his wife indulge herself.

Amy began slowly, nibbling rather than eating as Matt took slow sips from his drink. She knew from last time that these things didn't happen instantly. Then, when she looked up a few minutes later, Matt seemed to be frowning in confusion.

"Have you finished?" Matt asked, taking the plate away from Amy without waiting for a response. "I don't know what I was thinking making all of this food," he thought aloud. "It's far too much," he reasoned, unsure which other plate to tidy away next; there were so many out! "Why did I make so much?" he asked himself, as if he were half asleep.

That was Amy's cue. She stood up and presented her plea to Matt, now that he was ready to hear it. "I know I've put on a lot of weight," she began. "But I want to get back into going to the gym with you and lose all of this fat," she stated, walking over to Matt who was still carrying plates back to the kitchen as if he couldn't decide what to do with himself. "I want to look sexy for you again!" she smiled, sliding up to her husband and waiting for him to embrace her as he usually did. "I want things to be like they used to be!" she nodded keenly.

Matt stopped, put the plates down and looked at Amy, as if for the first time. His frown was unrelenting as his gaze swept up and down his wife's bloated, flabby body; but he did not move to touch her. "I think the gym is a good idea," he muttered, looking slightly repulsed at the sight of her. Then, he shook his head and slipped out of the room to play on his games console; which hadn't been switched on in months.