chapter 5 -- lust

Derek could hear Gina's feet pad across the bathroom floor. In fact, he could feel a slight vibration every time her feet hit the ground. She was no longer petite. Just the thought of what Gina looked like right now was making him hard.

He heard the footsteps approach the door and he backed away. On the other side, Gina stood with her hand on the doorknob and paused.

Is this what Derek really wants me to look like? She turned for another look in the mirror. Gina had always felt shame when she looked at herself in the mirror. But the woman staring back at her had a fierceness of a warrior. Gina felt hot. She suddenly didn't care what Derek wanted her to look like. SHE wanted to look like this -- a zaftig, marbled, curvaceous knockout. SHE wanted cock. Now.

Gina threw open the door and strutted toward Derek, purposefully jiggling each fat roll with every step she took. Derek took a step back in astonishment. Gina was already horny, but she felt herself getting wet at Derek's stunned expression. She pushed him backward onto the bed and climbed on top, grinding against him. Gina could feel Derek's hard cock through his pants. She had no idea he could get this hard. She leaned in and, in a newly husky voice, cooed, "Take off your clothes and show me that big cock."

She rolled off Derek to let him up and plunged a finger into her warm, wet pussy. She started rubbing her clitoris while Derek furiously tried to remove his clothes. He was so flustered it was as though he never taken off a belt before. His obvious attraction just made Gina wetter. She began to moan, closing her eyes and rolling around the bed.

Finally, Gina felt Derek's hard cock slide into her. Her fat pussy seemed to be twice as sensitive as before. She shrieked in pleasure as he plunged in and out of her.

Derek couldn't believe what was happening. Not in his wildest imagination did he ever believe the belt would work this well -- or that Gina would take to it so quickly. Her body was incredible. It was everything he loved about Gina -- her eyes, her beautiful face, her impish smile, and her joyous laugh -- now in the body of goddess. And, oh, how he wanted to worship her. He wondered briefly if he should have told to her to spin the dial twice, then felt bad for being greedy. How could it get better than this? He had never been so attracted to his wife, and Gina had never been so wet. Her fat pussy enveloped his cock, and with each plunge into her body, he saw every fat roll ripple.

"Harder!" Gina screamed, and Derek complied.

He was pounding his cock into her, squeezing all her new fat parts while Gina arched her back. This woman used to make love like a mouse, so timid, always worried about whether Derek would cum. Now she was yelling at him to f*** her brains out and started making the sexiest, most animalistic moan that Derek had ever heard from her.

Gina ordered Derek to grab her ass, and as he squeezed they both came to a climax. Pleasure rippled through Gina's fat body as Derek shot a humongous load into her drenched cunt.

They were both panting, covered in sweat. The belt remained fully intact on Gina's midsection. Neither could feel it despite the ravenous lovemaking, just as Derek ingeniously designed it to do.

They cuddled in each other's arms, but Gina quickly felt embarrassed. She had no idea how much she would enjoy that. Derek had fallen asleep in her fat arms, and she carefully extricated herself and walked to the bathroom.

Gina closed her eyes, spun the dial back to where it was originally, felt her body grow cold, then looked at her reflection in the mirror.

There she was. The old Gina. The thin Gina. The normal Gina. But nothing felt normal anymore.