chapter 6

After Vivian's little admission, the weight seemed to just have piled on top of Bob's already softening body. It wasn't like Bob had come to terms with being fat, nor had he fully admitted to himself that he liked his new body. That would eventually come to pass, but not for a while. No, Vivian's little admission let Bob stop worrying about upsetting her and Bob just let himself go.

In fact, their relationship seemed to blossom along with his now soft and doughy 300lb body. The only times Vivian seemed on edge was when Bob insisted on working out or tried not to accept seconds, thirds, or even fourths when it came to her cooking.

Bob for his part, did his best to keep Vivian appeased usually eating in quick notice whatever Vivian placed in front of him. Bob loved the tasty in rich foods his wife cooked and baked for him, and the sex that usually followed these stuffings only further cemented his changing habits.

During sex, Bob couldn't get enough of Vivian's obvious gripings of his fattest parts. It felt so good, he often came qhile Vivian squeezed and/or jiggled his most fattened areas. While making love, there was no doubt that he enjoyed his soft and doughy body. However, outside of the bedroom, Bob's feelings towards his ever growing body were mixed at best.

Bob's rapid weight gain was obvious to all including his friends and family. His Mom and Dad were nice enough about it only half criticizing him with comments like, "Well, you look happy, but be careful you're not being too happy". And while he got the point, neither of his obese parents pushed the issue too much as they really didn't have a chubby leg to stand on themselves. No, they might have worried more about their son, but in truth, neither had seen him so relaxed and at ease with himself as an adult. "And besides", they told themselves, just as Bob did on many occasions, "this is just a phase, he/I'll grow out of it, won't he/I?" And so both his father and mother kept quiet, while keeping his plates full to the brim.

Most of Bob's "friends" and co workers weren't so sensitive and therefore lacked much, if any filtering when it came to their comments:

"Dude, what's wrong with you?",

"You look fucking pregnant man",

Etc...

Bob hated being embarrassed in public, always shifting the conversation, only to have it come back to the elephant in the room, himself. Funny thing, Bob always found himself gorging after such comments, like they fueled his growing hunger. Even funnier, Bob began to notice that such comments also started to make him horny at the same time.