Chapter 56

Sophie approached the huge pile of heavy cream containers, picked up an empty carton, and tossed it back onto the pile.

“My god, Megan… You must have been going HARD!” Sophie said. “You look fucking massive. Like, what the fuck. What the actual fuck. How is this humanely possible? You look like you gained more weight in two weeks than I did purposefully, as a feedee, in two years. How did you manage to gain this much goddamn weight in a matter of days?”

Megan pointed sheepishly to the giant pile of heavy cream containers.

“I might have overdone it a little,” she giggled, burping and patting her blubberous belly.

Sophie stared blankly at Megan’s naked stomach, her mouth still agape.

“I wish that I could be this fat,” Leanna said. “You are so lucky, Megan. I’m not even ashamed to say that tonight I’m going to use my vibrator and pretend that I get to be you. Well, I do that most nights already.”

She put her hand curiously onto Megan’s giant belly.

“Holy shit, it’s so big and soft now,” Leanna said.

“I know,” Megan said. “Isn’t it great?”

“Hell yeah it’s great,” Leanna said. “You’re like the ideal of female beauty, all of your curves and softness. Your face is glowing and you look so fertile and feminine.”

“You’re making me blush,” Megan giggled.

We chatted for a few minutes, but kept lapsing into awkward silence. It was clear that everyone was so shocked by Megan’s new fatness that they barely knew what to say.

“Remember that you promised that I could feed you once you were immobile?” Leanna blurted out.

“Oh, I don’t know, Leanna,” Megan said. “Did you see how much heavy cream I drank tonight? I’m so full that I am really struggling not to puke.”

Leanna looked down dejectedly.

“Don’t give me that look, honey.” Megan said. “Ok, fine. I guess a little solid food couldn’t hurt. This belly can handle anything.”

She patted her stomach and winked.

“Babe, can you please go get us a cheesecake?” she asked me.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” I asked. Sophie nodded as if to agree with my skepticism.

“I get to eat whatever I want from now on, remember? Now that I’m immobile, you don’t get to question my food requests, ok?”

“You’re right. That is our deal.”

“Well then we need to at least film this,” Sophie muttered.

I returned with the cheesecake while Sophie turned the camera on. Leanna rubbed Megan’s stomach and fed her big bites of cheesecake until it was gone.

Sophie made commentary for the camera. Her voice was now different, her online persona emerging.

“My god, gluttony girl,” Sophie said sexily for the camera. “How did you get so massive? You look like the fattest person that I’ve ever seen. And look at you! You just keep eating! You just keep getting fatter! Soon you’ll be so fat that you’ll barely be able to move your arms through all of the blubber. Look at the huge pile of heavy cream containers next to you. What have you done to yourself!?”

Megan ignored Sophie’s commentary and and just looked at Leanna pleadingly.

“That was tasty. I think that I could fit one more.”

I brought the requested cheesecake and Leanna fed her faster. When the second cheesecake was gone, Leanna looked at Megan in awe.

Megan accidentally let out a giant belch in Leanna’s face.

“Sorry,” she said. “I’m so full. Oh god am I full.”

Leanna chuckled and said, “Girl, I love you, but you stink.”

“I know…” Megan said, her face blushing.

“She is like a freaking eating machine now,” Leanna said looking up at me. “How fat do you think she’s gonna get if she keeps eating like this?”

I didn’t say anything, but I pictured Megan hundreds of pounds fatter and knew that she would keep growing.

“Matt can be shy about this stuff sometimes,” Megan said. “I plan to get a lot fatter. I don’t plan on ever denying my hunger ever again, so I’ll get as fat as my appetite wants me to be. I don’t have a weight limit, but maybe I’ll reassess things in another 200 or 300 pounds. I don’t know. Fuck, this talk about growing is making me kind of hungry even though I’m so full. Leanna, how would you feel about feeding me another cheesecake?”

I tried to hide my erection. It sprouted so hard that it chafed against my pants. Megan wanting another cheesecake sent me over the edge. I had half a mind to kick our visitors out so that I could make love to my giant wife.

I tried to discreetly tuck my erection up under my pants, but Leanna noticed.

“I can go get the cheesecake, Matt,” she giggled. “Don’t worry.”

She brought two cheesecakes.

“You are almost as good of a feeder as my husband,” Megan laughed.

Leanna grabbed handfuls of the cheesecake and stuffed them into Megan’s mouth, making her even more messy and slovenly. After she finished the first one, Megan started to hiccup and burp again.

“Uggh…” she cried out. “I’m still so full. It hurts. Maybe this was a bad idea.”

Leanna picked up the last cheesecake to bring it back to the kitchen.

“Wait,” Megan said. “Where are you going? I said that I was full. But I did’t say to stop. Please keep feeding me.”

“Ok…” Leanna said in disbelief. She resumed feeding Megan, now gently placing forkfuls into Megan’s mouth.

Megan sighed and burped after each bite until it the cheesecake was gone.

“You are a champion, Megan,” Leanna said. “No wonder you are getting so huge.”

“Leanna, I think it’s getting a bit late,” Sophie said, her arms crossed over her chest. “We should probably head out.”

“Ok…” Leanna mumbled.

They said their goodbyes. “Congratulations on your immobility, sweetie!” Leanna said. “You look amazing. I can’t wait to see how you look after gaining another few hundred pounds.”

I walked them to the door.

Sophie grabbed my arm. “Matt, you guys should probably think about slowing down soon. Megan is looking absolutely massive.”

“Don’t worry, Sophie,” I said. “She’ll be fine.”

…

I closed the door behind them and ran to the bedroom, my dick still raging hard.

I was surprised to see Megan munching on a big box of cookies that she grabbed from her bedside cupboard.

“What?” she said sheepishly. “I got the taste of real food again after two whole weeks of damn heavy cream. I’m so full, but the food is just too delicious. I can’t stop.”

I strapped her belly into the harness as quickly as I could.

“Sex sounds amazing, but can I keep eating my cookies while we fuck?” she asked through a mouthful of food.

Her words just drove me crazier. I hoisted her belly upwards and put my rock hard cock inside of her. I thrust hard and fast.

“I’m so full baby,” she said through a mouthful of cookies. “Please slow down.”

I slowed down as much as could in my sexual fervor. She was so full that, every time I thrust, her body fat bounced violently and forced long belches out of her mouth.

…

“I’m sorry that I lied earlier,” she said as we engaged in post-coital snuggling.

“How so?”

“I said that I would reassess my gaining after another 200 or 300 pounds. We both know that’s not true. I don’t plan to stop after another measly 300 pounds. It feels so good to finally give into my appetite, that I honestly don’t care anymore. Can I be honest with you?”

“Of course,” I said.

“A part of me wouldn’t even care if I gained 1,000 more pounds…” she said, blushing.

She then laughed, and said, “Just kidding…”

“No you’re not. You’re serious,” I said.

“Ok, yeah. I’m serious. I feel like I should care, but I just don’t. I really don’t care how fat I get anymore. The fatter I get, the better I feel.”

“I can barely stop fucking you now long enough to get my work done. If you gain another 1,000 pounds, you might drive me insane with lust.”

“I’m sure that you’ll manage, Matthew,” she said, cramming another cookie into her mouth.