chapter 3

Dr. Faber came in, I immediately notice she had put on a fair amount of weight. She was wearing scrubs instead of jeans and a blouse. The scrub pants were very tight around her waist and booty. The shirt was riding up just a bit over her tummy bulge.

She blushed bright red when she saw me in just my very, very tight bikini briefs. “Oh my goodness, Mr. Fox, you have gained eighteen pounds in just a month! You keep up that pace of gaining, you’ll be morbidly obese by the end of the year!” I just smiled, “I’d like that.” She stared at me for a moment, she dropped her pen, bent down, nearly sticking her amazing booty in my face. The pants were so tight I could see some seriously deep panty lines. She stood up and reached into a cabinet for a measuring tape, her shirt rode up showing off a nice tummy bulge with a two inch role of tummy fat over the tight draw string.

She was shaking a bit and blushing, “Mr. Fox, may I measure and squeeze you, please.” “Yes doctor.” I stood up, my new inches wobbled instead of jiggled. She wrapped the tape around me, nearly hugging me, my belly was so large. “Oh my, fifty one inches, Mr. Fox, she wrapped the tape around my fat butt , “Oh my Mr. Fox, you bottom cheeks are forty eight inches.” “Do you want me to sit on the exam table, I think I can still get up on it?” She looked up, blushing, “Yes, please, do you need some help?” I patted my huge belly making it wobble, “No I think I can make it.” I hefted myself up and sat heavily down. She came over and ran her hands over my belly, then hefted it, letting it slap against my thighs. She squeezed my thighs her hands sinking in.

She stepped back and started crying. “Dr. Faber, are you okay?” She sobbed, “Mr. Fox, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t be doing this to you. There is no medical reason for me to handle your abdomen or you thighs, I’m so sorry.” I smiled, “Dr. Faber, don’t apologize, I love it! I look forward to my appointments with you. I deliberately gained all that weight this past month to impress you!”

She looked stunned, “Mr. Fox, you shouldn’t do that.” I chuckled, “Dr. Faber, would you go out with me?” She blushed bright red, “Oh Mr. Fox, I really shouldn’t. We have a doctor-patient relationship.” I looked at her, “Really” She blushed again, “No, you’re right. I’d love to go out with you. I just adore your body and your attitude. I don’t have anything to wear though. As I’m sure you’ve noticed I have gained twenty pounds myself. All of you fat men here are driving me wild.” I chuckled, “Dr. Faber.” She held up her hand, “Mr. Fox, my name is Julie.” “Julie, my idea of a date with you is you wear stretch pants and a tight t-shirt, I will wear sweat pants and a tight t-shirt and we will go to a buffet and get obliterated with food.” I thought she actually swooned for a moment, “Mr. Fox.” “Julie my name is Nat.” “Nat that’s sounds so wonderful, what time?” “Julie, early, say six o’clock, I’ll pick you up.” She gave me her address.

I asked, “Do you want to examine me further before a struggle back into my clothes?” She smiled and sunk her hands into my huge belly and shook it. “Nat I can’t weight until tonight.” I gently poked her adorable tummy bulge, “neither can I.”

I picked her up at her apartment right at six. She giggled seeing me in my tight t-shirt and sweats. She spun around in her tight stretch pants and t-shirt, giggling, “So how do I look?” I chuckled, “Amazing, you look like you are ready for some serious eating.” “Oh Nat you don’t know how much I’ve look forward to our date.”

We got to the buffet and nearly ran in. I paid the fee and off to the buffet lines we went. Julie loaded her tray with several plates of rich pastas, bratwurst, burgers and heavy salads. I did the same but more plates. We started to eat, gorging ourselves. I went back to the line seven times, then three for dessert. Julie managed five trips, and two for dessert. After two hours of eating bliss we were slouched in our chairs, rubbing our bellies. My gutt was nearly filling my lap, sagging onto my fat thighs, and the t-shirt riding up to my man boobs. Julies looked amazing, her t-shirt was riding up to her boobs, showing a bit of her bra, her belly had pushed down the waist band of the stretch pants and was bulging onto her plump thighs.

Julie looked me, giggling, “Nat your belly is so adorable. This has been the best first date of my life! I can’t believe how much I ate tonight, I feel like I might burst at any moment.” “Julie, you look amazing, you are so hot with that adorable tummy!

She looked at me demurely, “Nat your place or mine?” “Julie, my place has tons of food.” She giggled patting her tummy bulge, “Your place it is!”

I helped her up, she belly bumped me, then sand her hands into my belly fat and shook my huge belly, making it wobble, she looked into my eyes, “Nat I can hardly weight to start playing with this.” I reached around her, running my hand over her tight stretch pants feeling the line of her bikini panty digging in to her growing booty, I squeezed, “I can weight to play with this.”

We drove to my condo, raced in stripped and fell onto the bed. She had to help me with the condom, given how big my belly was. She loved it. We made love several times that night, even getting up for a midnight snack and back to bed.

It was Saturday morning and we lay around in just our underwear and t-shirts, eating, being fed and more eating. We had a great time. We went over to her apartment and got some more clothes, and her car. We paraded around the pool at my condo both of us wearing tight bikinis just letting our bloated bellies and fat bottoms jiggle and wobble.

When Julie’s lease was up she moved in with me. We were both gaining weight. I was getting close to three hundred pounds. Julie had plumped up to one sixty-five on five foot two, she had gone from an adorable petite little hotty to an adorable round little plumper.

Our sex life was amazing. Julie would come home several nights super turned on my some huge fat guy she had as patient that day and virtually leap on me when she got home.

The mutual seduction turned out very well.