chapter 15

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“We’re up to 127 buys for your weigh in video babe, this is unbelievable!”

Maria clicked the graph showing the purchases for the past two weeks and smiled.

“Nice. That’s some real good news, isn’t it?”

He took a swig of his shake from his 64 ounce Under Armor insulated bottle and belched, his body quivering as he did so.

“I’ll say. It’s only been up for 16 days and we’re really selling a lot of them. It may hit 200 before the end of the month!”

“Awesome” he said before taking another swig. “Who knew seeing a 508 pound man get weighed in a thong would get so many people to buy a video?”

He grinned, hefting up his big gut and letting it flop down. Even standing it was just above his knees, completely obscuring his presently fully erect dick and boxers.

“I did, though I admit I’m a little partial to the person wearing said thong, he-he.”

She logged out of her laptop and looked back at her husband. He was huge now, easily outweighing Mauro by over 100 pounds and showing no signs of slowing down. She was tempted to make him try on Mauro’s sweats, though she really did not want him to make her try something on herself. It was too much of an effort.

“This is true, but I’m glad it’s you who is. I say it all the time but I am the luckiest man on the earth. “

He slowly waddled over to her and kissed her on the top of her head. She smiled and looked up to kiss him back.

“I’m the luckiest woman. I get to spend every day next to the sexiest mountain of man to walk this earth. I mean, just look at this stomach!”

She kissed his hairy belly and gave it a small shake, marveling as it sent his breasts and belly into a sea of motion. He giggled as his body shook uncontrollably.

“He-he, I am pretty big.”

“I think we need a few more funnel feedings to really get you big, get that belly past your knees when you’re standing before the holidays” she teased before getting out of her chair.

“That does sound good, just sitting in the chair and draining shake after shake. Sounds like a good weekend to me.”

Maria waddled to the kitchen, pulled out a box of Entenmann's chocolate frosted donuts, and took one down in one bite. She chewed what was in her mouth and grabbed another. Her husband just watched this from the other room and grinned. Maria noticed this.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, just wondering if you’re trying to compete with me.”

He pointed at her belly and she grinned sheepishly.

“I’m getting big, I know. Being married to you has not exactly been good for my waistline. I could go on a diet though, if that’s what you’re implying.”

She put the donuts down and was about to put them in the fridge when she looked back to see him shaking his head.

“When did I say that? You know I think it is sexy how you look now, especially today. Those boxers didn’t look nearly as good on me as they do on you.”

He motioned to her ass, which was completely eating up his old pair of underwear. Her twin globes of flesh had completely devoured the fabric, turning a loose pair of underwear into ill-fitting boy shorts. Her ass poured out from above and below, driving him wild.

“I dunno. I was tempted to let you funnel feed me the other day. I thought it was just your eating habits rubbing off on me, but now I’m not so sure. I kind of like getting bigger. However, maybe I should stop. Who wants to have a wife THIS big?”

She lifted up her belly and let it go, her breasts bouncing wildly along with it in response. She kept making a move to the fridge but he waddled over to stop her.

“That’d be pretty hot, don’t you think? You trying to match me?” he asked as he wrapped an arm around her growing waist.

She felt his pendulous gut hit her chair-swallowing ass and got hot. She thrust her hips back just a bit, feeling her breasts brush against the cold fridge door, even in her t-shirt.

“Mhm. Maybe.”

She continued with this game and opened the fridge door, only for him to slam it closed with a free hand.

“How much you weighing these days, Maria? Can you still get weighed properly on our old scale?”

He knew it had a 350-pound weight limit and was genuinely curious if she had outgrown it or not. She might have.

“Ye, ye, yes” she moaned as she felt him stroke her under belly and hit her FUPA. “I, I, got on it before the weigh, oh, weigh in video last month to see if I should junk it. I’m, oh god, 338.”

He nibbled on her back roll and she dropped the donuts to the floor.

“Probably have to throw that scale out, no way you can use it anymore. Look at this ass. It’s so big. I love watching it wobble when you walk, looking like a bowl of hot mashed potatoes. In addition, this belly that I’m stroking? I love watching it cover that sexy mound underneath.”

He gave her 72-inch ass a smack, marveling as it wobbled up and down in the boxers. It was growing so big. He kissed her again but then pulled back.

“I am so glad you’re enjoying this too. I didn’t think I’d enjoy watching you get big along with me, but I love seeing you eat more and more each day. It’s so sensual.”

He took a gulp of his shake.

“Still, I think I should be the bigger one in this marriage, don’t you agree?”

He stood back and let her take him in, how his four chins hung down his neck, how his shoulders were wide and fat, leading to a cascade of rolls that was his back. His breasts were huge and his nipples had inflated to the size of silver dollars. They hung to the side of his vast paunch, a paunch that even standing was just about at his knees. His thighs were pressed firmly together when he stood, only separating when he tried waddling or when he was eating. Then he’d let them spread out so his drooping gut could dangle towards the floor.

Even his ass, which was not that impressive, had grown fat, hitting the 66-inch mark in its own right. That was still less than his waist but he hoped to one day hit the century mark on both that and his stomach. He shifted slightly, which was the only time you could view his knees as they no longer appeared due to merging with his calves and thighs. He was the perfect fat man.

“I do baby. I love seeing you just lay in bed, drinking those shakes, and watching that belly swell more and more towards the ceiling. Even if you stopped now I’d be happy. I love you, Eric.”

She stepped over the fallen dessert and kissed him as best she could, having to move to the side due to their vast bellies.

“Good, cause I love you too. Nevertheless, I do not plan on stopping, not by a long shot. There are still guys online that are bigger than me.”

He smiled.

“And I’m going to make sure that doesn’t stay that way for much longer. I want to hit at least six hundred by this time next year, maybe even more.”

He took a big gulp of his shake and smirked.

“You love big guys; I’m going to be the biggest guy possible. I love you Maria.”

“I love you, Eric. I cannot wait for that to happen. I’ll be there enjoying it with you every step of the way” she replied, wrapping her arms around him as best she could. She could not get them all the way around but it was ok, it just emphasized how big he was now.

Maria had never expected this to happen but she was glad it did. When she had first started dating Eric, she never imagined they would end up where they were almost half a ton of combined flesh and loving life. She was glad she went against her better judgment and asked him out. She had expected it to be a fling but in the end it was the greatest thing that could happen to either of them.

Sometimes, you just can’t judge a book by its cover.