Chapter 2 - an invitation

Grace waited a few weeks until she brought up Christian and Dianne again. But the strange couple had somehow reignited something inside of her that she thought she had quashed. Ever since she was small, she had wondered what it would be like to be fat. Then, when puberty hit, this seemed to morph into a desire to be fattened up by a sexy boyfriend; having her emerging belly prodded and poked as it grew larger and softer.

She had always assumed that this interest, however strange it was, existed only in the deep, secretive corners of the internet. However, here was Christian fattening-up Dianne with so much glee that Grace was onto them both within five minutes of their first meeting.

"Why don't we invite some of your friends around for a barbecue this weekend?" she asked. "We could have it at my place."

"Who were you thinking?" Kyle questioned, not sounding overly enthusiastic.

"Steve, Lisa, Helen, Jack," Grace began listing. "Kim, Pete, Vic," she went on. "Christian and Dianne," she finished.

"Christian and Dianne?" Kyle asked, perplexed by her selection.

"It would be rude not to!" Grace slipped in quickly, in case Kyle objected too strongly. "I have plenty of room for them anyway. Where are the best meat suppliers?" she asked, moving fast to change the subject.

When the day came, Grace positioned herself at the barbecue as the guests began arriving. The weather couldn't have been any better and she was pleased that so many of them had been able to make it. Christian and Dianne arrived a little late; the sight of Dianne making Grace almost burn a couple of the burgers. The woman looked even larger than last time; with her blubbery tummy proudly sticking out of a very short-cut blouse that allowed rather more than a slither of belly fat to be exposed.

"Hey guys!" Grace called across. "I hope you're hungry. I've ordered in way too much food!"

Kyle was busy socialising and getting drinks, whilst Grace stuck to her job at the barbecue, giving her the perfect vantage-point to observe everyone. People-watching had always been her thing and she found herself batting Kyle away whenever he came across to offer to take over the cooking for her. She got to chat to all of Kyle's friends as they came up and complemented her on her food, but she couldn't help her arousal as she watched Christian with his girlfriend.

Christian would stroke Dianne's broad back as she ate, whispering into her ear when other people were not around them. How Grace longed to know what he was saying to her! What fascinating words was he using secretively to spur his girlfriend's gluttony on?

Then it happened. Christian scanned the yard to see if anyone was watching them but, forgetting about Grace standing behind them at the barbecue, he slipped his hand under the table and lifted up Dianne's short-cut blouse ever further, immediately grabbing a roll of her fat and jiggling it. Dianne smirked as she continued to push her third burger into her mouth. Christian let go of the fat roll he was holding and patted Dianne's gut instead, sliding his fingers across the expanse of fresh, sensitive, stretching skin underneath the girl's deepening belly button. Then, as if nothing at all had happened, he put her blouse back, sitting there innocently once again.

But Grace had seen it. And Grace would never forget it either.