Chapter 27 - the end

“Your mother thinks I’m the best future son-in-law in the world!” Thomas chuckled as they both settled into bed that night. It had been a long afternoon and evening of celebrations.

“Well, why wouldn’t she?” Xanthe grinned back. “You saved my life twice today, as well as her favourite nephew. Mother doesn’t forget things like that! Plus, you found a cure for the necrosis curse!”

“You mean, she’s not going to go back to her old, cranky self tomorrow?” he chuckled.

“No, I think you can relax. You’ve made it! You’re an honorary witch these days. You’re a hero!”

“I like the sound of that!” Thomas smiled. “And those witch-hunters seemed so happy, didn’t they?” he sighed in relief at how well it had all gone. “They’re all heading back home; returning to their families and the chance of a real, human life again. All thanks to you!” he nodded, kissing Xanthe sweetly and pressing his hand onto the witch’s new, fleshy stomach.

Feeling a little strange with Thomas’ hand on her new tummy, Xanthe pulled out of the kiss. “I’ll get rid of this soon, I promise. It may take me a few weeks, but I’ll find a magical way to do it. You won’t have to put up with dating a fat person for too long.”

Thomas looked bemused. “Why? Is there something wrong with dating a fat person?” he asked, pretending to be highly offended by the suggestion as he recoiled and showed off his own humungous body.

Xanthe laughed. “I’m not saying that!” she chuckled. “You know I love your body! I didn’t mean to suggest that…”

“Oh, you didn’t?” Thomas smirked teasingly, leaning back in. “I’m quite offended!” he joked, making Xanthe smile. With his hand, he pinched the large roll of blubber that now encircled Xanthe’s waist. “One hundred extra pounds on you is really nothing compared to what you did to me! If you really didn’t mean to offend me, then…” he grinned, jiggling the fat and clearly getting aroused by the sight. “…You won’t mind keeping it for me.”

Xanthe grinned back and raised her eyebrows. “Oh, really?” she chuckled. “You’re liking this extra blubber, huh?” But Thomas wasn’t even listening. His face had slunk down into Xanthe’s considerably larger, fuller breasts. His lips kissed them all over and his tongue slid across her nipples, expertly stimulating her in a whole new way. Xanthe gasped, hardly believing how sensitive they felt.

“Pretty good, right?” Thomas smiled, coming up at last.

Xanthe stared at her boyfriend’s massive gut. Whatever arousal she’d felt before, had just been super-charged after that! She sighed in delight and slapped Thomas’ monstrous gut. “I love this huge belly on you!” she marvelled; appreciating how it still seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as the months progressed. Thomas smirked and placed his hand on his own massive ball-gut, gently rocking it up and down. “You ate so much at the celebratory feast this afternoon as well!” Xanthe stated proudly as she watched the fat bouncing.

“I knew you were enjoying that!” Thomas smiled in delight. “What can I say? I’m a true glutton!”

They kissed once more, but Xanthe suddenly had a strange urge. She grabbed Thomas’ hand and made it clamp around her own brand-new belly fat; feeling a deep, desperate longing to be admired for her now considerably softer physique. Was this a side-effect of the formula? Why was this so arousing to her now? “Maybe you could show me how it’s done sometime?” she asked, feeling a new sense of heightened arousal as the words tumbled out of her mouth. “You could teach me how you keep your belly so nice and big?”

Thomas pretended to consider. Then he shook Xanthe’s tummy gently and swooned as the ripples of fat spread throughout her body. He nodded in delight. “Oh, I definitely think I could do that…”