Chapter 9

Justin was inexperienced. His body language and mannerisms were halting and, in many ways, off-putting. His napkin came nowhere near his lap, and he chewed with his mouth slightly ajar. Seduction wasn’t his strong suit. Despite this, Alyssa devoured the attention, both figuratively and literally. All the while, her eyes as wide as saucers, riveted and hanging on Justin’s every word.

As Suzy catered and watched, the two descended into another stunted conversation consisting of small talk and lackadaisical nonsense. Movies, school, and the latest reality shows were all covered, though nothing of emotion was conveyed. It was odd watching the couple, witnessing the small conversational infractions between them. The slight stutters. The licking of the lips. The uneasy rustling as one adjusted themselves in their chairs. Alyssa was spellbound, but Justin was clearly just tolerating the event, a soldier following orders. I had made his duty abundantly clear, and while he was no Don Juan, his mere presence was more than enough to get the job done.

Alyssa sat enraptured, even as her substantially gorged belly fought for space beneath the table. Justin had piled her plate high when the chubby bunny had first taken her seat, and he made sure to keep it piled high as the meal wore on. Hamburgers and potato salad were the main course. Along with an extra fattening French onion dip, Suzy had just so happened to move closer to her prey as an extra calorific temptation. A strategic move that had paid off in spades. As full as she was, Alyssa continued to eat. At first, picking small morsels from her plate before slowly, but surely, ramping up her intake as the two’s conversation grew more in-depth.

Emotional eating. How delightful.

“Justin, I just wanted to say I’m glad you came.” Alyssa’s voice was subdued. Her tone, submissive. Gone was the catty bitch carrying a two ton chip on her shoulder. This was a different side. A minefield of hope and needful lust.

The skinny mongrel played into it. “Of… of course. I just wanted to see you and say hello. It’s been awhile.” Positioned behind Alyssa, Suzy caught his eye and brought an invisible fork to her lips and mimed chewing. “Uh… Is the food good?” He was off balance. Flailing. Odd. Suzy had seen him with other girls and he’d always been a smooth talker.

“Oh yes. Very. I’m just a tad full. Big breakfast this morning.” Alyssa delicately placed her fork down. She smiled sweetly at him. The conversation stalled.

No! You fucking dolt. Talk. Keep her engaged. Carry the conversation. Suzy scowled, raising her eyebrows at him, and motioned Justin forward. The moment hung in the space between them for what seemed an eternity.

Then, with measured calm, Justin leaned across the table and took Alyssa’s hand softly in his own. “You look beautiful today.” Their eyes met, and Alyssa’s breath hitched in her throat. “I’d really like for us to get to know each other better.” Justin brought a loaded forkful forward and dangled it in front of the chubby cheerleader’s mouth. She didn’t hesitate. Her pert lips wrapped slowly around the dollop and sucked the utensil clean with a small sensual moan for added effect.

Tongue lapping at the corners of her mouth, Alyssa gave a sheepish smile. “I’ve kinda put on a few pounds.”

A FEW pounds? A FEW? You left a few pounds months ago. This heifer was so gloriously gorged, it’d be a minor miracle if she could even manage to heft her sizable ass from her seat by the end of this.

“You look great.” Justin spooned another bite into her waiting mouth. His plate was getting low and Suzy knew she’d have to refill it soon. Best to avoid interrupting them and jarring Alyssa back to reality. No, keeping her momentarily love struck would pay off in dividends down the road.

Alyssa’s face lit up, a slight blush creeping through her rounded cheeks. “T… thank you..I.. mph” Behind her, Suzy almost broke into laughter as she watched Justin roughly shove another bite between the cheerleader’s lips before she was ready. A brief ember of anger glowed behind Alyssa’s features, quickly replaced by a satisfied smile.

“I always liked a girl that could eat. You don’t know how happy I am to see you’re not one of those girls scared of a little food.” Justin began loading up another spoonful of potato salad.

Alyssa’s already distended belly continued to balloon. A steady, creeping expansion that only continued with each unrelenting bite. From just out of eyesight, Suzy watched with keen interest. Alyssa didn’t dare refuse. Not now. Not after that last statement. Eagerly, she accepted each spoonful. However, she chewed each consecutive bite slower than the last, trapped between her desire to impress and her belly’s rapidly diminishing capacity. Beneath the table, the stretched waistband of her struggling pajamas surrendered bit by bit as she was stuffed with still more.

Fuller…

Still Alyssa carried on with wide eyes, a slight undignified pant, and a mounting sensation of utter fullness. She was intoxicated. Her crush’s attention and the constant influx of tasty validation, a siren’s call. Eventually, conversation ceased altogether and, like a beached whale, Alyssa leaned languidly back in her chair and accepted Justin’s continued offerings. Calories piled on calories. And still she grew, her rounded middle rolling out of her retreating, food-stained pajama top — a great pale dome that forced her legs to part under its increasing weight. Tight as a rubber band and still, she gorged.

FULLER…

A slight tinge of shock seemed to course through her features when, twenty minutes and two plates later, her tubby thighs bumped the tender underside of her straining globe of a belly. Alyssa gulped, whimpering even as she savored the last fleeting bite that slid down her throat. With Suzy’s refilling and Justin’s rapt attention, the bloated bitch had finished off nearly the entire container of potato salad, along with two hamburgers on top of everything else she’d consumed earlier. One burger remained, but Suzy was beginning to think she may have been overconfident in her caloric bookkeeping.

Alyssa looked like a tick about to pop. The hefty sphere of her overfed gut rounded out beneath the table to an absurd degree. She looked decidedly pregnant. Overfilled. Stuffed to the gills. Her small hands rubbed the tight, smooth sides of her swollen belly, dreamily exploring lower and lower beyond the horizon of her stuffed middle, feeling along its substantial underside and lifting it momentarily before letting it fall back onto her thighs with a soft *plop*. She’d been quiet for a time, but now each continued bite seemed to bring her a mix of both pleasure and pain. There was a long hesitation between bites now. Alyssa’s inner glutton waned, drowned out by the audibly gurgling of her visibly packed tummy. A sheen of sweat dappled her features, and a mixture of hiccups and belches racked her taut, bulbous figure.

Justin hovered the last hamburger in front of Alyss’s quivering lips. “Last one and we’re done.” He grazed one hand down her slender arm before trailing his wandering fingers under the table and giving the solid lump of her stomach a gentle pat. She gasped at his touch.

“No.. No more. I’m really full. Too… full.” Alyssa’s head fell backwards against the chair. Eyes closed, she began to pant. Short, bursting breaths that came one after another and jostled her overfed body. The stretched globe of her gut loudly gurgled as she moaned.

Seeing her chance, Suzy tried to catch Justin’s attention, but he purposely ignored her. His eyes glancing up only briefly before bounding back to the gorged hog before him. He looked different. Possessed. Gone was the sense of nervousness and trepidation he emanated at the beginning of the meal, replaced with a lustful confidence. A determination. This wasn’t to plan. This was something different, something raw.

He was enjoying this…?

Suzy could do nothing but stare in silence, turning the situation over again and again in her mind, and watching as Justin rose from his chair and brought the last remaining hamburger to Alyssa’s lips.

“I made this meal and you’re going to finish it. Eat, Alyssa. Now.” He slapped her thick left hip, sparking another brief cascading jiggle. Alyssa’s glazed eyes opened. Her expression was a mix of both fleeting anger and pain. Suzy had seen that look before, in fact, numerous times. This hog was packed to the brim. Not just full, not just stuffed, Alyssa was absolutely glutted with food.

The thickening cheerleader opened her mouth to speak, perhaps to refuse, perhaps to acquiesce. It didn’t matter. Justin shoved the hamburger between her sauce covered lips, holding it there as she reluctantly chewed. Moving in close, he whispered to her as he ran one hand up and down the exposed orb of her belly. “There you go. Take it all in. Such a good, fat piggy.”

Suzy stared, wide eyed. Was this really happening? She expected Alyssa to bound out of her chair (not that she could in her current condition) or, at the very least, verbally berate Justin into submission. A few months ago, no one could’ve called her that and lived. Not to her face. Now, though, she continued to graze on the remains of the burger perched on her lips. A slow, mindless consumption as more and more calories were added into the already weighty flesh balloon of her gorged belly.

A harsh tearing *pop* filled the room as the seams on her left side, just below Alyssa’s hip, gave way. The rend didn’t stay empty for long, quickly filling with bulging flesh that forced its way into the gap. God, she was getting big. So fucking big. Alyssa had literally eaten her way out of stretchy pajamas. A chubby bunny indeed! She grunted at the brief release, giving a slight belch before continuing to munch.

Justin’s eyes were alight. His stare focused as he fingered the still growing rip. He grinned up at her as he shoved the last bite past Alyssa’s lips…

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