chapter 23

Chloe got one more photo before Quinn was due back in class. It showed him in a bathroom stall, leaning back against the door looking completely done. His belly was rounded in a way she'd only seen it a few times. She knew he must have been struggling to catch his breath.

Chloe: You'd better get yourself seated before your legs give out
Quinn: I feel like they're about to
Quinn: I need to lie down
Chloe: are you gonna skip class?
Quinn: No, I need to see this out

Less than twenty minutes later, Chloe got another message.

Quinn: I can barely breathe, I'm so fucking full
Quinn: Just took another bite in class though and someone gave me a weird look
Quinn: Do you think it's because i'm breathing like I just ran a mile?
Quinn: Or because I'm sitting so far back in my seat to give my belly room?

Chloe was just trying to find the words to respond when another photo came through. It was from below the desk again and she couldn't see anything above his belly; it blocked out anything else.

Quinn's hoodie had been pulled up again and Chloe could clearly see how his tshirt had ridden up an inch around his belly. Crumbs littered the clothing she could see. He probably looked a mess.

Chloe: I want to come get you now.
Quinn: Later. I haven't finished my food yet.

By the time her last class was over, Chloe felt like she was barely holding it together. She'd received photo after photo of Quinn, looking more and more full with every one. He'd told her he'd accidentally burped in class and honestly, she was amazed he was able to do that. He didn't even seem to care about embarrassing himself for her at all.

She parked close to his building and waited, passing the time looking back over the photos. Finally, she received a message letting her know he was on his way. She saw the flood of students out of the doors and searched the crowd for him. When the last people left and the doors closed, she still didn't see him. For a second she got a little worried, until the doors opened again. Quinn emerged, red in the face, obviously struggling to walk in his current state.

Chloe bit her lip and watched him walk down the stairs. His steps were slow and heavy. He looked completely done. She started the car and waited for him to open the door. Quinn groaned as he sat down.

“I feel like I'm about to explode,” he said. “Please take me somewhere I can lie down.”

Chloe drove off towards her place, wondering if she'd pushed him too far. He legitimately looked in pain.

“So, how was your day?” he asked.

She had her eyes on the road but she could hear the smirk.

“Absolutely fine,” she lied.

“Oh yeah?” Quinn asked. “Totally not just counting the seconds until you could come pick me up, huh?”

Chloe glared at him but she couldn't fight the way her lips curled up into a smile. He was way too cute when he pushed her like that.

“Maybe a little,” she said.

She had to help him up the stairs when they got back to hers. She took a quick look around to make sure Pippa wasn't home before letting him in. She wasn't sure Quinn could pass for casual right now.

Just standing next to him, she could hear how heavy his breathing was. She knew it was only partially down to the stairs. He was out of breath just from the effort of standing up; he'd eaten so much that merely existing was a struggle.

She got him to sit down and then rushed to the bedroom to get her scales. She knew she wouldn't get an accurate reading but she didn't care. She just needed to see those numbers.

Quinn groaned when she placed them down next to the couch.

“Are you really going to make me stand back up?” he asked.

“Come on, it wont take long,” she said. “When you're done, I'll rub your belly for as long as you like. Besides, depending on the numbers, you might get more than that.”

Quinn's face flushed red and Chloe could feel the nervous energy coming off of him. She had to help him to his feet and onto the scale. He closed his eyes out of habit and Chloe grinned. She watched the digital reading creep up, until the scale beeped and flashed. 190.1.

Her pulse quickened and she gasped audibly. Quinn stepped off of the scale and didn't look.

“You hit 190lbs,” she told him. She wanted him to know.

His eyes shot open, his eyebrows shooting up. He probably had no idea he'd gotten quite that heavy.

“I mean some of that might just be what I've eaten, right?” he asked.

“It most certainly is,” she said with a grin.

“You know what I mean!” Quinn said. “I can't be that heavy can I?”

“You certainly look it,” Chloe said. “Sit down.”

Quinn blinked at her and looked down at himself. His mouth opened like he was about to say something but then he stepped back and sat down.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“Yeah... just a bit surprised, I guess,” he said. “Anyway, what about those belly rubs?”

Chloe laughed at the sudden change of subject. Quinn was leaning back on the couch, his legs spread, hands braced at his sides. She knew he was trying to deal with the discomfort of how stuffed he was. His cheeks were still a little pink, lips parted as he continued to breathe heavily. She knew what that look meant.

Chloe walked over slowly, before gently climbing into his lap and straddling him. She reached down and unbuttoned his jeans for him. Quinn sighed in relief and then moaned when she slid her fingers up under his shirt. There was barely room for her hands under it at all; it was so tight. She slowly pushed it up under his hoodie and Quinn threw his head back against the cushions.

“That feel good?” she asked.

Quinn just groaned in response. He sounded like he was beyond words. Chloe grinned and then leaned forwards, putting as little pressure on him as she could so that she could kiss him. He kissed back hard as she rubbed his belly, kneading into the places she knew needed it the most.

Quinn leaned into her touch, kissing her fervently until he suddenly pulled away and turned his face to the side. Chloe worried she'd done something wrong for a split-second, until her let out a loud, rumbling burp. She felt it vibrate through his body and he looked back at her, mortified.

“I am so sorry,” he said.

Chloe couldn't help but let out a giggle. He was so cute.

“That's okay,” she said. “You have nothing to apologise for.”

She kissed him again, slowly at first, until he responded in kind. She could feel how hard he was beneath her and it took every part of her to restrain herself. She'd promised herself she wouldn't fuck him until he hit 200lbs. Not that he knew that. She could just... no. She was going to stick to it.

Instead, Chloe shuffled backwards and made her way to the floor, positioning herself between Quinn's thighs. He still deserved a reward, after all.