Chapter 4 - bad influence

Adam had forgotten how well he got on with Holly. He’d been heartbroken when they broke up all those years ago, and now he could remember why. Holly was so funny and thoughtful; maybe that was the reason Adam couldn’t let her go this time. Instead, he stuck around, continuing to be that bad influence that he had been the first time around.

“I thought we already put ice cream in the cart,” Holly commented as they went shopping for snacks.

“Yeah, but that was chocolate ice cream. This is butterscotch.”

Holly nodded approvingly. She liked butterscotch. “Alright then,” she easily relented.

Holly had such a beautiful shape to her stomach when she was bloated. Adam began to live for his weekends with the girl; over-feeding her with snacks and food and then seeing that beautifully stretched and spherical tummy popping out; two pert breasts, toned arms and a superbly overstuffed gut that looked so out of place. It was all Adam could do to keep his hands off his girlfriend.

“You’re such a bad influence!” Holly huffed, having overdone it yet again. She felt almost too full to move after their evening on the couch.

“I know I am!” Adam whispered into her ear, before outlining every kinky thing he was going to do to her when they got upstairs. He really couldn’t help himself when Holly had eaten so much.

It almost happened overnight; or at least it felt that way. Adam had got so used to seeing Holly bloated, that when he saw her getting up to use the bathroom one morning, he almost didn’t notice that the paunch-like shape was still there. It had also spread onto her butt cheeks too, with a new, meaty thickness to her hips as well. But Holly hadn’t seemed to notice as she slid back into bed beside Adam. “What do you want to do today?” she asked with a sweet kiss.

Adam was irrevocably aroused from the sight of his girlfriend’s naked physique. “Today?” he asked deviously. “Hmm, let me see…” he pretended to ponder, as he climbed on top of his girlfriend. “I don’t plan for you to even leave this bed!” Then, sinking down underneath the bedclothes, he disappeared down towards his girlfriend’s crotch, not to return until the first job of the day was complete.