chapter 2

Less than two weeks later, Caroline was seriously beginning to reconsider her commitment to Jenny's wager. She'd been leery at first, of course, but she had seriously underestimated Jenny's persistence. In a way, she was flattered. Anyone would be at the thought of a beautiful blond waiting on you hand and foot with every kind of food imaginable. Almost too good to be true and Caroline was loving all the attention.

The problem was she wasn't the only one. Jenny was absolutely relishing every second. Every time she turned around there was food waiting, from the moment she got out of bed to the time she went to sleep. Bacon, cakes, chocolate, ice cream, pizza....it never stopped. What's worse, every calorie seemed to be sticking. Her already hefty appetite had done nothing but grow with the constant adoration and it wasn't the only thing expanding. Jenny's bet was taking its toll.

Of course, there were worse things in life. And it wasn't like she couldn't just diet after this was over. Right? Might as well enjoy it. How often does a chance like this come along anyway?

Caroline's thoughts were brought to heel by the sound of her fork scratching the bottom of the plate before her. God...was that her 3rd helping of cheesecake? It was like she had been eating on auto-pilot. One forkful after another, gorging herself for the sheer sake of it. This wasn't good.

She leaned back in her chair, clutching her overfed stomach. "Jesus, Jenny," she gasped out. "That was a lot of food." She was in a slight haze. Caroline's breaths came in short shallow bursts even as a small burp forced itself out of her. God, how must she look? She heard her belly let out a low groan and whimpered as she looked down on the stuffed sphere that now rested defiantly in her lap.

Multiple trays of various treats sat demolished, nothing but stray crumbs and minor pieces of missed desserts spread across the table. Caroline's gut was exposed to begin with, even before feasting; there was no way around the fact that she'd outgrown most of her clothes, and the only ones that fit without a huge hassle were those that were cut high and left her stomach uncovered. That belly swelled outward, filling the space between the chair and herself, and just beginning to dent against the edge of the table in front of her.

The creamy white flesh was perfectly taunt and crowned with a few darkening stretch marks. She looked 8 months pregnant and felt it. Fattened and heavy. It felt good and she smiled despite the constant gurgling from overstuffed tummy. Another low chocolate burp came up and she giggled despite herself. Her hands rubbing both sides of bloated gut.

"Well, how is my piglet doing?" Caroline jumped as she felt her lover's hot breath on her neck. Jenny traced a hand along Caroline's overfilled belly, feeling the outer curve of it. As packed with desserts as she was the supple skin didn't give much at all, but Jenny could tell there was a bit more room in there. Another burp came out as she pushed above Caroline's belly button. "Something tells me you can eat a bit more.."

"Jenny, I really should cut back. This has been nice and all. I've really enjoyed the attention, but maybe it's time we st-"

"Two more months, piglet. I have you for two more months." She picked up a stray chocolate covered donut from the corner of the ruined table and brought it to Caroline's mouth. She hesitated, but took it in her mouth, eyes growing wide as Jenny shoved the entire pastry in.