chapter 3

A week after the horrifying doctor's visit and weigh in, Mac decided to get his wife a visiting at home doctor, to provide extra monitoring, as well as put her on a regime of aqua-aerobics, to get her body moving. Mac was the CEO of a well-off business, so he was fortunate to provide an inside pool in his mansion for his wife, as well as doctor care, and a nanny to care for their two children already.

The doctor came once a week, and Mac got his wife to do the aqua-aerobics twice a week. Liza hated Tuesdays and Fridays, where these 2 activities happened.

Today was a Tuesday, and Liza's muscles (or whatever she had left, aside from her mounds of fat) tightened when she heard the door bell ring.

Mac opened the door, and led Dr. Hayes into the master bedroom, where Liza was lying on her back, propped up.

"Hello, Liza. How are we today?" Dr. Hayes, a grey haired doctor in his 60s, came up to Liza, and rubbed her mountainous belly with both hands.

Liza was only in her custom, supersize bra and underwear.

"Fine," Liza replied, in a labored breathing.

Dr. Hayes nodded, and did his routine check up. Liza felt so self conscious with every visit. The exam lasted for an hour, with Dr. Hayes measuring her huge belly rolls, poking and prodding her with his fingers, and taking his stethoscope and putting it on different parts of her large belly rolls ( on the sides, on her belly button) to hear the baby's heart beat, he claimed. And then he'd lift her melon size breasts, to listen to her heart. All the while, he'd make jokes at her expense, poking at her protruding belly button, and flicking at her massive chin flab, which was 3 and then became one.

Lastly, he and Mac would help get Liza to stand up, and Dr. Hayes would weigh Liza's girth on this "special scale" he brought with him. While Mac supported his wife, Dr. Hayes would bend and lift up Liza's belly, now practically a separate section - its' own part- from Liza. It was truly a belly that hung off of Liza, and would bounce up and down like jell-o when she waddled.

Liza felt her belly touch the cold metal of the scale, but felt relieved, as her belly, which strained her back (hence why she used a scooter to get around) was not supported by this scale, that came up to her knees. Mac felt repulsed but also aroused, seeing this metal like table support human flesh, that was his wife's massive belly.

"220 lbs." Dr. Hayes noted in his file. He measured her belly, which exceeded the tape measure, and he patted it. "This is the biggest belly I've ever seen."