Emily gets more than a taste of europe

chapter 2 emily gets stuffed at the hofbräuhaus

Emily boarded the flight, found her seat and stowed her purse under the seat in front of her so the treats inside would not be far away during the 11-hour flight to Munich. She was shocked when the flight attendants came around with lunch and a wide assortment of drinks. “Is this all free?”, she asked the beautiful Lufthansa crew member. “Of course”, she said, “beer, wine, and soft drinks are free as well”. Emily scarfed down her lunch, 2 sodas, a beer, and a glass of wine. She tried to get comfortable afterwards so she could get some rest, but her belly was pushing hard against her jeans. She had already pulled her belly out over her jeans when she sat down but now it was time to take more serious action. She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper all the way down. “Ooof”, she said softly, that feels much better as she pulled the blanket over her lap to hide the fat roll exposed between opened zipper. Now that her belly was free, she decided a nice candy bar would be lovely. Quickly consumed, she went for another and finally a third 300 calorie chocolate snack. Emily was now stuffed at 38,000 ft. and tucked her arms under her blanket to go to sleep. Her hands ended up right on top of her swollen belly and without a thought she began rubbing and massaging it, even allowing her little finger to penetrate deep down under her panties to touch her clit. Her whole body tingled for a moment as she drifted off to sleep dreaming of what awaited her in the 10 weeks to come.

Steve lived in Munich and was waiting to see Emily emerge from baggage claim. He was a good looking, athletic man in his early 50’s with 2 grown children living in California. Sadly, his wife was having a simple procedure done at the hospital when she died because of a careless surgeon. Using the millions of dollars, he received in the settlement, Steve moved to Germany to pursue a lifelong dream of being a freelance travel writer as he grieved the loss of his wife. He had met Emily on a dating site a few months ago and they hit it off quite well but the 25-year age difference kept the relationship from getting past just being fun and flirty. Steve kept a small secret from Emily (actually it just never came up in conversation) that he was a fat admirer. Steve had only seen pictures of Emily (when she was 130-140 lbs.) and her face during video chats. When Emily appeared with her luggage in tow, they embraced in a very long and affectionate hug. Emily was pleasantly surprised that Steve had strong, broad shoulders and was in really great shape considering his age. Steve felt Emily’s breasts press against his chest and his hands landed around her back down near her small love handles. Immediately he felt a little aroused and was very happy with his decision to invite Emily over for the summer. They chatted all the way back to Steve’s place which was a small, but well-furnished house in a nice neighborhood of Munich. When they arrived, Steve helped Emily get settled in the guest bedroom and she decided to retire early after the long trip.

The next morning, Emily got up and was preparing to take a shower when she saw a scale on the floor in the bathroom. Hesitantly she stepped on it and the digital numbers settled on 80.1. “I think that there is something wrong with your scale.” she exclaimed from the bathroom; “it says 80.1”, she said with a chuckle. Steve responded from the kitchen, “that’s in kilos, that’s about 175 lbs.” (quickly doing the conversion in his head). Emily quickly stepped off and covered her mouth as she gasped, “oh shit!” How could she have gained 40 lbs. in the past year or so. Looking down at what she could see of her naked body, there was no hiding the evidence – she was definitely in the chubby, 175 lb. category.

Steve had prepared breakfast for Emily while she was in the bathroom. Steve had decided the week before, while he was grocery shopping, that he would enjoy watching Emily eat fattening food. Maybe she would gain a couple kilos over the summer! So instead of milk, he served heavy cream with the muesli. He also served high fat yogurt and 85% fat butter with the fresh bread from the bakery down the street, as well as a whole plate full of donuts. When Emily sat down and poured the thick white liquid on her cereal, she looked up and said, “what does Schlagsahne mean?” looking at the 1-liter carton. “Oh, that’s German for milk.” Steve said convincingly. Emily thought it was amazing and poured it on her cereal until it was all covered. Her appetite was definitely increasing because she had 2 bowls of cereal with the heavy cream, a cup of yogurt and 3 donuts for breakfast and she was surprised that she didn’t feel absolutely stuffed. Steve was quietly doing the math in his head to calculate how many calories she had consumed and he figured it was around 1500. Not a bad start for the day!

That afternoon, Steve wanted to take Emily down to the city to see the sights. So, they took the S-Bahn train to Karlsplatz and began to tour the city. Emily was wearing a tight V-neck sweater and a light zip-up jacket. The jacket was definitely starting to get snug on her, being stretched tightly around her ever expanding tits and also around her hips and belly. When she walked, her widening ass had a small wobble to it. Steve was certainly enjoying the view, stealing glances when he could. After walking around for a couple hours, Steve suggested that they visit the world famous Hofbräuhaus. “Would you like to see the world’s largest beer hall?”, Steve asked. “Sure”, Emily replied happily.

It was 5:00pm on a weekday in May and the Hofbräuhaus was already starting to fill and the oompah band was already performing. They grabbed a table and started looking over the menu. Emily was excited about all of the choices of bratwurst that she saw. “How will I decide?”, she asked Steve. “Why don’t you get the platter and try all of them?”, Steve replied hopefully. Great idea! I’ll have the platter (she had no idea it was for 4 people) and a small beer.

The beautiful German server brought the beer and the platter of bratwurst to the table for Emily. Wow! So many bratwursts and that beer is huge! After the afternoon exercise she was ready to dig in. There were 12 brats on the platter, two of every kind available at the Hofbräuhaus along with mustard and sauerkraut. She just kept stuffing one bite of bratwurst in after another and working her way down the 1-liter beer. “Oh, this is so delicious!”, she said with a smile. With more people entering the beer hall, others came and sat at their table. To make more space, Emily got up to let them in. While she was up, she took off her jacket and sat next to Steve instead of across from him. Steve couldn’t help notice her tits straining her bra to its limit as she bent over to slide in next to him. She grabbed his hand under the table and said, “I am so glad you brought me here!”

She continued to eat all of the brats and finished her massive beer over the course of the next 2 hours. The lady with the enormous pretzels came by their table and Emily asked Steve if she could have one. These pretzels are huge, almost a meal in themselves. Emily ordered another beer and drank it while she polished off the massive pretzel. In the end, Emily ate 12 brats, with sides, a giant pretzel and washed it down with 2 liters of beer. Steve had no idea how many calories that all was but it was at least 4,000. By this point Emily was also I little drunk. Her hands were all over Steve and Steve could tell that Emily liked his hand on her thigh. She whispered in Steve’s ear if it would be okay if she unbuttoned her pants because they were killing her. Steve nodded and Emily allowed her completely distended belly to explode all over her lap. Now Steve had another thing to rub under the table while the oompah band played and couples danced nearby. When Steve started to rub her belly, Emily scooted closer to Steve and gave him a little kiss on the neck to show her approval. Steve was starting to become seriously aroused and he thought that this was the best time that he had ever had at the Hofbräuhaus. Emily fell asleep on the S-Bahn as they returned home. Steve marveled at the size and shape of Emily’s body. Her tits bouncing to the vibration of the train but her massive swollen belly didn’t move because it was absolutely stuffed with food and beer and because her jacket was doing everything it could not to rip in two at the zipper. Maybe it was time to shop for some new clothes tomorrow?