Chapter 7 - the end... for now

Jared was in shock. He had never felt so turned on, so confused, so embarrassed, and so overfed. It wasn't just overeating, it was letting Ericka feed him whatever she wanted, and he let her. He could have said no. He could have stopped. But he didn't. He didn't want to. In fact, he craved it. He was dying for just one more meal before she left.

The next day, Jared was on a mission. He had to find Ericka and have their wildest fantasy come true. He couldn't wait for the work day to end. Instead of concentrating on his tasks, he felt the pressure of his belly against his belt. He felt the burning desire for Ericka to feed him. He couldn't handle the wait.

Finally, the clock struck 6, and Jared bolted to the food hall. Right in the middle of the swarm of people, was Ericka, already holding a massive tray of food. She smiled, then motioned for Jared to follow her. Helpless, Jared quietly followed her. They ended up at his room. He opened the door, let her in, and locked the door after him.

Ericka sat him down on the bed, gently placing the tray next to them. She took off her top, revealing her perfectly toned body underneath, then took off Jared's shirt. Eyeing his pudgy middle, she squeezed and jiggled his love handles and lower belly, silently giggling. She mounted on top of him, and began feeding him, piece by piece.

Not a word was spoken, just the sound of Jared trying to catch his breath between bites. As she stuffed bite after bite down his throat, she felt all of the places he had gained weight. And as he ate, she slapped, pinched, jiggled, and softly bit his excess flesh.

Within minutes, Jared had finished everything that Ericka had brought. He could hardly move. He had never been so full in his life. Ericka's eyes glanced up and down his body, teasing him with her tempting eyes. She ran her hand down from his flabby chest, down his distended belly, over his love handles, and down to his zipper. She gently unzipped, relieving a massive amount of pressure.

"Better?" she asked, innocently.

Jared nodded yes, barely able to speak. He was completely breathless. His overstuffed middle cried with relief, but he was still barely able to move with the weight of all the food in his stomach. He just imagined all of the excess calories being stored on his body, adding to his extra weight. The thought of his body struggling to find places to store the extra calories, combined with seeing Ericka's fit, toned body against his overweight, overfed frame was too much to handle.

Seeing Jared in this gluttonous, hedonistic state drove Ericka crazy. She had never expected to derive so much joy from watching Jared balloon, and she loved it. Before she could leave, she gingerly picked up a little box out of her bag. It was a box of donuts with a little bow on top. She placed it beside Jared, and asked him to open it.

Jared obediently opened the box, then Ericka fed them to him one by one. He didn't think he could handle any more food, but she didn't care. She kept feeding him until they were all gone. Thousands of calories, all gone in a quick, fleeting moment. Once the box was empty, Ericka got up from the bed. She put on her top, brushed her soft hair back behind her ear, bit her lip, and looked at Jared.

"It's a shame I have to leave you like this."

She kissed his overstuffed belly, then quietly left the room, leaving Jared alone on the bed, gut hanging out of his clothes, out of breath, and unable to move.