Chapter 8 - next steps

“Good morning my beautiful hog” Jamie quietly woke me up with a tray of fast food in front of me. “I’ve got your favourite, everything from McDonald’s breakfast menu”

“Oh yum!”

As I greedily picked up items of food straight from the tray and quickly chewed, I felt like a machine. A fat calorie converter, changing the food into extra adipose on my massive growing body. Now that Jamie was my boyfriend and since he moved in, I had been piling on the pounds and obsessing over my weight.

“This will help me get to 600 pounds hopefully!”

“Oh I think it will. You’ve been a real cow lately and have barely moved. I think today’s the day you get from 598 pounds and move into the 600 pound club”

I looked up to Jamie with a smile, feeling fat bunch around my neck.

“You are so fat and beautiful Debbie. Look at your double belly. It’s so sexy. Growing and stuffing yourself non-stop.”

“Mmmm I know. I love feeling so soft and big, and when you jiggle my thighs and lower belly I just…melt.”

“I could never have imagined this. Remember when you were an athlete and had a six pack?” Jamie chuckled.

“Yeah! I was so malnourished *BAAHRURRRRRRRRRRRP* and frail. Now I’ve got a keg that’s always full and satisfied, thanks to you” I placed my hand on my belly. Jamie put his hand on top of mine and jiggled my belly. “Stop turning me on! I’m trying to eat here!” I laughed.

“I’ll always want to turn my beautiful fat fiancée on.”

That’s right, I was engaged. After a couple of weeks, Jamie moved into my room in the house and wooed me with food, sex, and my growing weight. He proposed soon after that and sweetly put the ring on top of a cake for me. I’m pretty sure I’ve already outgrown it with my sausage finger’s flab rolling over it!

“Get on your belly.”

I looked at him watching his cock harden and wanting to break free of his pants. I rolled myself onto my gut, my belly and tits pushing against the bed. I knew what he wanted. I raised my ass up as high into the air as I could.

“You know what you look like? A ***ing cow.”

I moaned after those words. God I loved being humiliated and compared to an animal. I basically was one, being fed and fattened all day. I felt my pussy tingling and getting ready to be pounded from behind. I was so wet already.

“Moo for me cow! Moo!”

“MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!� ��

As I mooed I felt Jamie thrust his thick, hard shaft into me.

“You used to be so thin and sexy, like a sports model. Your bum was so tight I could have bounced a quarter off it! Now you’ve turned yourself into a fat, fucking cow!”

“Moo! Moo! Moo!” Oh god yes, keep humiliating me! I Iove it!

“Look how fat your gut is!” Jamie put his hands on my hanging fat belly and shook it which just made me feel even stronger. “You’ve already outgrown your wedding dress before our wedding! No wonder your parents are so disgusted with you and aren’t coming!”

With every thrust hammering into the back of me, I just felt closer and closer and…
“MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO *BAHRURRRRRRRRRRRRRP* OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

“Oh god! I love you you disgusting fat slob!” Jamie cried as we both came together.

My pussy felt so warm and wet with our juices mingling inside. As I relaxed and spread my fat form on the bed, Jamie got up and kissed my cheek and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. I dozed off, dreaming of what was next to come in our lives. Our wedding, a new place, and maybe a child…