Chapter 3 - part iii

‘Alex’ [Part III]

You decided that the next time you saw Alex you would ask her out.

Summer had given way to Autumn, and by now you had fallen hard for her. Day and night, all you could think of was Alex. By now you were certain - you were in love.

Not to mention, the more she grew, the harder you fell for her.

And Alex had undoubtedly grown.

How much was hard to say. The onset of cold weather brought with it baggy sweaters and flowing tops. Alex had long ago foregone the form-fitting clothes she used to wear. Or maybe that was simply because they no longer fit.

Just when you had worked up the courage to ask her out, Alex left. She had gone away to celebrate the Thanksgiving holiday. You were left to envision her spending a week sprawled on the couch, day after day stuffing herself to bursting. You could hardly wait for her to return.

Days went by. You waited and wondered and waited some more.

Finally, you got your chance.

Alex asked you over the night she came home. You made sure to grab a surprise for her - the thickest, creamiest, most fattening milkshake you could find. Size large, of course.

“Oh my god you are a dream come true, I am absolutely *starving*.”

Alex greeted you by wrapping her arms around your neck in a warm embrace. Her touch was soft and feminine and affectionate. And you swore you could feel the ample curve of her belly pressed against your own.

Alex beamed up at you before gulping down a mouthful of shake. She gave you a long, pining gaze and you felt your heart flutter.

“I’m glad you came, I missed you.”

You almost asked her out right then and there. But she had left you speechless.

Alex giggled and led you inside. She rocked her hips playfully while sipping on the shake. She was wearing jeans and a baggy cropped sweater that hid her figure well. You wondered if the sweater was meant to ride up so high - maybe that was the only way it fit now.

“I really shouldn’t be having this, I think I’ve overdone it recently.”
She frowned, her cheeks bulging from a particularly large gulp.

“But how could I say no?” Alex gave you her playful grin. “You got it for me, so I have to drink every last drop.”

She was true to her word. The two of you took some time to catch up, and all the while you watched Alex steadily work through the shake. She was ravenous, practically insatiable. You imagined the weight of all that cream and sugar settling on to her growing belly. She seemed more than happy to oblige.

You heard the familiar slurping of a completely empty cup.

“That was so good,” Alex groaned. She leaned back and closed her eyes in a drowsy stupor. “I can’t believe I finished it all, I’m so full…”

She cradled her tummy, her sweater pulling tight across her middle. Her stomach was perfectly outlined, allowing you to finally see the fruits of all her gluttony.

Alex had gotten fat.

Her belly, once nearly flat, was now even larger than you imagined. Months of overindulgence had finally taken its toll. Inevitably her midsection had expanded like a lush, overfilled balloon. She was no longer merely thick, or curvy, or chubby, or plump.

Alex was fat.

She caressed the dome of her round abdomen in hypnotic circles. A strip of supple flesh appeared between her outgrown sweater and skin-tight jeans. Her tummy overflowed the waistband, threatening to burst the button at any moment.

“I have a bit of a confession, promise not to judge?”

Alex looked down at her distended middle before turning her big eyes to you.

“I already ate, right before you got here. But that shake looked so good, how could I say no?”

She bit her lip guiltily.

“I just can’t help myself… I’m such a greedy little pig…”

She burped softly and let out another groan.

“I think I need to lay down…”

You helped Alex to her feet, taking her in your arms. She felt as heavy as she looked. You led her to her bed and lay her down gently. She rolled onto her side and sighed lightly, her exposed stomach bulging forward onto the mattress.

Alex grabbed your hand before you could let her go. She placed your palm to the bare skin beneath her sweater. Her tummy was warm and soft, yet firm from the fullness beneath.

“Wait, stay.”

Her voice was a soft whisper, laced with a pleased, sultry tone. Your heart raced. How could you say no?

You nestled up behind her, gently wrapping your arm around her waist. Her belly flowed into your hands like inflated dough. Alex let out a low, satisfied moan.

“So tight…”

You ran your fingers down to the waistband of her jeans. The fabric was constrictingly taut, a final restraint against her packed stomach. The button felt ready to burst. Her fattened gut yearned to be set free.

You unclasped her jeans. The button gave way, springing open with an audible *pop*.

Alex let out a satisfied sigh which became a contented purr. Her tummy spilled into your palm, all the while steadily pushing the zipper apart. She felt even rounder now. Your thumb fell into the deep indent of her navel, your hand resting at the base of her curved abdomen. She was absolutely perfect.

You lay there for a long while, gently caressing her ample belly. You let your hands drift over the expanse of her middle, up to the base of her full breasts and down to the tight lace of her underwear. Alex’s sighs turned to contented moans. You felt the electric rush of excitement building in your chest. This was the moment.

Alex turned to look back to you. She stared deeply with heavy-lidded eyes, full of sensual desire.

“What took you so long?”

And she kissed you, long and deep and full of passion. She tasted warm and sweet on your lips. She inhaled deeply as you kissed her back, months of pent-up longing releasing all at once.

You gave her tummy an irresistible squeeze, grabbing hold of a delectable handful of fat. Alex moaned again, low and erotic this time, and involuntariily arched her back into your hips. Her breath quivered through the kiss.
“Wait here.”

Alex giggled and pulled away. She tugged off her jeans with considerable effort, baring her voluptuous thighs. A pair of long-outgrown underwear dug into her love handles beneath.

A moment later Alex had pushed herself to her feet. You got a mesmerizing view of her luscious butt as she strolled towards the door. In a slow, tantalizing motion she grabbed the hem of her sweater and pulled it over her head. She tossed it aside and turned back to you, biting a finger seductively.

Beneath the sweater, Alex wore a tank top. The same one she wore the day you met.

Now it barely stretched past her chest.

Alex stood there in all her feminine wonder, all her curvaceous glory. Her perfect belly, round and full and plump, was displayed before her in all its alluring grandeur. She looked as wonderful as you imagined. She was a dream come true.

“You really know how to work up my appetite...”

Her voice was low and breathy and laced with anticipation. She drew the tank up her abdomen, beginning to reveal the underside of her full breasts. She reached for the light switch and pouted playfully.

“Promise to keep me full?”