chapter 5

It’s been roughly 3 weeks since Sarah and I first made love. Since then, I’ve stayed the night with her every night I had work. She's been a lot more happy since that night, not that she was ever particularly unhappy. And something I’ve learned about Sarah, she eats more when she’s happy. Much more.


Following the standards set before, if she were just as fat as she is now, but as tall as the average person, I think she’d be about 500 lbs (225 kg), possibly even more. She went from being stick thin, to having a bit of a belly, to having a lot of a belly, to being fat, to being huge.

When we walk to class together, she often gets stares from classmates. Even the professor has trouble not showing surprise. Keep in mind, Sarah's only been in this class for about a month, and she’s already doubled in weight since then. I’m convinced the only classmates not staring just don't realize that the girl who sits next to me now is the same girl who sat next to me at the start of the semester.


Whenever I deliver pizza to her, she always gives me a big hug. It’s still jarring when she does this, since when she first hugged me, she was rather slender. Even as she started getting chubby, she wasn’t that wide. Her body just looked like a much, much thicker version of what it was before. Now, though, her body frame is nothing short of the word "round". Her belly not only bulges outward, but to the sides as well now. I used to be able to reciprocate her hugs, but I can no longer wrap my arms all the way around her fat stomach. It’s genuinely shocking how fast she’s growing (and, if I’m being honest, a little hot).


I'm at work right now, expecting to see Sarah tonight. Much to my surprise, though, my expectations are met even sooner than that. I hear loud footsteps coming from outside, followed by an audible feminine grunt. I'm currently making pizza, but decide to subtly lean my head over to get a better look. Lo and behold, I see my gargantuan girlfriend, crouching slightly so her head doesn't hit the doorway, and struggling to fit her fat body through the double doors. Well, technically just one door, the other one's always locked.


She eventually squeezes her big, round body through the doorway, panting slightly before regaining composure and getting in line. "Hi, is Peter here today?" she asks the cashier, who tries not to show his shock at her sheer size. "Um...y-yes miss, but he's busy at the moment." "Well, I'm sure he could spare a moment. I just wanted to stop by and say hi is all." "W-with all due respect, ma'am, unless you're ordering something, policy says you have to leave." "Hmm, well I suppose I am pretty hungry...how about 10 orders of extra large meat lovers pizza?"


The cashier takes a hesitant look at this humongous woman, before replying, "um, can I assume that'll be to go?" "Nope! For here, please!" she says, a cute smile on her plump face. "Um...I'm afraid we can't fit that many pizzas on one table..." "Oh it's fine! Just put them in boxes, I don't mind!" "Um...sure....anything else?" "Yeah, can Pete bring them to my table?" "Um...I guess..." he turns to face me, "Hey Pete! Ten pizzas for here! She wants you to box 'em up and bring them to her yourself!" Leaning my head over, I respond, "Got it!" Seeing me, Sarah's smile lights up instantly, "Hi, Peter!" she exclaims, hand waving high and belly pressing into the counter. "Hey, Sarah!", I call to her from across the room, "We got a bunch of orders today, so we can only make two of your pizzas at a time! Is that okay?" I ask.


"Sounds good!" the large redhead replies, before looking back at the somewhat confused cashier. "Can he deliver them to me two at a time? I'm REALLY hungry!" She says, hands on her huge gut. "I'm sorry ma'am, we have to give it all at once along with a receipt." "Ugggh! Fine! Can you make it five separate orders?" "Five orders, two pizzas each?" "Yyyyup!" she says happily."


He rings her in, "$60.33 is your total." She pays the man and squeezes her huge body into one of the booths. Her great, big belly is pressed heavily against the table frame, but she doesn't seem too uncomfortable. As she waits, she holds a gaze on me, elbow on the table and head in her hand as she looks at me from across the room.


Eventually, I bring over two large pizza boxes. She looks at me giddily as I carry them to her. "Two extra large meat lovers pizza for a miss....Sarah Matthews?" I say, reading off the order and pretending not to know her name. "Yup!" she replies, giggling. I place the pizza boxes on the table in a way that they don't get pushed over by her fat belly. "The rest will be coming over shortly!" "Thank you mister...what's your name again?" she says jokingly. "Peter." "Thank you Peter." She says, giggling as she reaches her plump fingers for a slice.