chapter 8 - attempted workout

“Come on babe, you can do it! Keep going!” Clint called out


Eva and Clint were in the resort’s amply equipped gym and workout area. Eva had finally given in to Clint’s insistence that she accompany him to the gym to get a workout in. She dreaded the idea and moaned and tried to find a way out of it. Her husband reminded her of her old standard of fitness and guilted her into it. She was now attempting a light jog on the treadmill as Clint cheered her on.


The pace was a manageable slow jog for any normal person, but to her bloated body it was agonizing torture. Gone were the days of 10-mile fun runs, now she struggled to maintain the pace for a 14-minute mile. With each stride the rolls of her paunch violently bounced, causing the sweaty wet skin to slap against her thunderous thighs. Her boobs jiggled constantly and the oversized sports bra was not able to keep them for occasionally hitting her face. As sweat continued to pour off of her, she panted as this level of exertion was foreign to her obese curvature.


“You’re over a quarter mile now, good start!” her husband continued to cheer.


“I…. I don’t think I can do this Clint.” She struggled to get out between deep gasps for air.


Clint watched as he began to notice Eva falter in her strides and hit the emergency stop button on the treadmill as he feared she would likely be driven off and fall down.


“Oh my, that was though...” Eva puffed as she took a big swig of a sugary sports drink. “But that’s a pretty good workout right!”


“Maybe the start of one…” Clint said as he realized this may just be the new normal for her.


Clint forced her along, starting a series of calisthenics. The jumping jacks and toe touches only succeeded in forcing the adipose of Eva’s body to shake and jerk rather than getting any real exercise.


“How about we try some lunges?” Clint suggested.


Shifting her mass into position Eva wearily forced one giant thigh into a lunge, visibly straining from the effort to move her great weight. With an even greater effort she resumed her original standing position.


“Great that’s one!” Clint said.


Eva started into her second lunge on the other thigh. She was completely spent and had no more energy for any more of her Husband’s games. How had she ever been able to do this before? As her knee approached the ground, she felt a strain on the fabric of her shorts that covered her substantial behind.

A popping sound could be heard from the seams as the fabric began to tear apart pushed to its limits by her corpulent body. This was enough to cause her focus to completely give out and Eva tumbled to the ground as her shorts ripped off, fully exposing her flabby thighs. Eva’s Panties looked painted on and far too small, exposing massive amounts of skin and disappearing under the fold of her lower belly.


Clint helped her up with some effort and grabbed a nearby towel to help cover her up.


“Maybe we need to start….” He paused and then finished “Slower”

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Clint was laying on the bed in their suite, stripped down to his underwear as he waited for Eva to finish in the shower. He came to the realization after today's attempted workout, that it was likely his wife wouldn’t be losing the weight and he was married to a fatty. He lay on the bed considering this. He knew deep down she was still the woman he loved, and while there had been definite changes in her, some were not exactly bad. It was kind of nice having her come on to him for a change. The lack of dignity and elegance was a big adjustment, but when he thought about how the creamy thick flesh had actually felt against him…


His thoughts were interrupted by a series of moans and yelps in the bathroom. The voice was certainly that of his wife’s, but the inflection was strange, almost as if it had an accent.


“Ohhh, ohh fuck yesssss” he heard muffled through the door. “Oh god, oh fuck, oh gooodddd”


Clint stood up from the bed and made his way over to the bathroom door. Quietly cracking the door ajar, he peered into the bathroom where Eva stood in the standing marble shower. The layout was completely open with nothing to hide his view of the scene before him.


Standing in the shower, water droplets streaking down her tubby stretch marked body as steam lifted off her, Eva was viciously rubbing away her hand tucked underneath her hanging sagging belly. The other hand was grasping the lower roll of her belly as she moaned. The sound of her stroking and kneading of her flesh emitted a series wet smacking and popping noises as her eyes rolled back into her head. Clint marveled at the massive udders that hung down each to each side of the budding stomach that jutted out and hung down. Her belly button was almost now hidden between the two hefty rolls of her gut, a far cry from the flat core she had prided herself on when they were dating. He had never imagined seeing the formerly tiny Eva with thighs that each rivaled his waist for size and had begun to form with cellulite reflecting a lifestyle of gluttony.


His eyes fell down the folds of his beloved’s back and to the monstrous ass that protruded out and wobbled. As Eva flicked and jerked it the flesh of the titanic rear pulsed and oscillated. Clint felt a stiffness in his pants and a longing as he realized he had become fully erect. Eva's hand now turned towards the door, her hand now grasping a breast rubbing the fully hardened wide nipples. As she saw Clint in the doorway, she beckoned him forward.


“Ahh, ahhhh, ahhh, come hereeee” was all she could manage to get out as she continued to pant.


Clint slowly approached the shower as Eva halted her assault on her clit to grab him into the shower and pull down the boxers covering her husbands raised cock Before Clint could even react to this he had to brace himself against the wall of the shower as his dick entered Eva’s mouth and she began to suck him off. Eva had never been particularly good at giving head before, but now the way her tongue and lips traversed the shaft and tip of his manhood he let out a long slow moan. Continuing her attack on him she cupped his balls as she increased her speed.


Lost in bliss Clint was unable to stop the jolt that sent a wave of cum into Eva’s mouth. Without hesitation she swallowed the load his balls continued to pump into her. Pulling away when he was done, she licked her lips. “Next time I want it deep in my pussy”.