For the baby

Chapter 5 - phase 3: the endless cycle

She was lying in bed about to start her first feeding after the doctor's appointment. The baby was asleep and her husband was filling up the food cart. The instructions for the next phase were still fresh in her mind.

"In phase 3, we'll be introducing new flavors to your babies diet. For the next 2 months, you'll need to continue the cream, fats and sweets but add savory to your diet. The more variety the better. It's important to remember that everything in this program is additive. You need to add to the quantity that you've been eating." The doctor glanced down at the chart. "And based on where your hormone levels are, you should also see an increase in your appetite. Your sex drive as well." The doctor said, nodding to the husband.

"Here we go!" Her husband exclaimed, pushing the cart into the room. He was excited about this next phase. He'd been working on his culinary skills over the past few years so this would really give him the opportunity to try some new things. The cart that he pushed was completely full. In addition to the usual ice cream and sweets was a turkey platter full of different exotic sausages. 100's of them.

She easily ate the ice cream and sweets but half way through the platter, she'd hit her limit. "I...I don't think I can eat more. I need to stop." She pleaded.

"Lay down." Her husband said. She leaned back into a sitting position on the bed. He began massaging her monster belly. Under a thick layer of blubber, he found a big food baby. Working his fingers, he loosened it up giving her more room.
"SOOO much better." She said poking a fork into another sausage and shoving it into her mouth.
She looked so beautiful. Fat, motherly and full of life giving milk. His fingers moved down to her fat pussy. Hot, wet and eager for some attention. It had been well over a year since they'd had sex. She dropped the fork and grabbed a sausage with her fingers while she shoved his head between her massive thighs. They were like giant sausages ready to explode out of their casing's. As he brought her to orgasm, she was shoving sausage after sausage into her mouth. Grease flowed down her fat double chins. Her breathing so hard he thought she was having a heart attack. She screamed in ecstasy as she ate the last sausage.
She was heaving and trying to catch her breath as she heard the baby cry. God she was so full.
"I'll grab the cream." He reminded her.
"Oh god." She groaned.
Day after day. It was a never ending cycle. The only thing that ever changed was the kind of food and the sexual position. He worked his way through cookbooks from all over the world. Thai, Italian, Japanese, Chinese and on and on. He also explored new ways to pleasure her while she ate. Eat. Massage. Fuck while eating. Feed. Sleep. Repeat. She had lost track of day and night. It was an endless cycle.
Until one morning. She felt him waking her up. "Honey, we're going to the doctor's today."
She lumber heavily into the bathroom. "God this is hard." She thought. She pulled the giant night shirt off and felt her massive thighs rubbing together as she walked. She stepped on the scale and heard a crack. "Shit!"
Her husband came running in and said, "What's wrong?"
"I broke the scale." She said and for the first time in 2 months really looked at herself in the mirror.
She was absolutely enormous. Her thighs that had been rubbing together were the size of her waist. Her hips...well, she wasn't sure she could even fit in the shower any more. She turned and looked at her ass. Sitting on those tree truck legs was a huge quivering mass of cellulite and fat. Turning back around, she saw her belly still stuck straight out, defying gravity. She put her arms straight out and her enormous belly stuck out past her fingers. Her breasts looked like twin beach balls. Heavy and full of milk. A small bit began dribbling out.
"Shit." She said grabbing the huge milk sacks, hoping to stop the flow.
"Max weight 350." He read from the back of the broken scale.
She looked back up and began to cry. Hard. The hormones, the food, the stress, the fat, she completely lost it. Setting the scale down, he pulled her close to him. Before he could say anything, she quietly said, "I know...it's for the baby."
He dried her eyes and kissed her passionately.
His hand moving from the small of her back to her elephantine rear. His fingers ran across her dimply flesh.
She tore off his underwear, bent over the medicine cabinet and stuck her fleshy ass into the air. Her fat pussy was calling to him. He plunged his throbbing member deep into her giant ass. It's fat jiggling violently with each thrust. Every part of her was shaking. Her stomach slapped against the porcelain sink while her giant utters slammed against the mirror, milk squirting out with each thrust. Building and building, both of them moaning together until they screamed in unison.
They had just enough time to clean up and get the baby fed before the doctor's appointment and whatever the next phase brought them.