chapter 4

I helped her to her feet. I could not get over how bloated she was. Sally was a very petite woman, only 5’1” and when my little program started, she only weighed 110 lbs.
She was very concerned about her figure and watched her weight constantly. So the stuff Dave gave me must be some serious shit for her to binge out of control like this!

The next morning was Saturday I woke up with my usual raging appetite and headed down to the kitchen. Sally was already in there cooking up a storm. She was barely dressed wearing just a bikini panty, with a tight t-shirt that was being lifted up by her bulging belly.

“BURP, excuse me Ned, daring, here sit down I have a stack of pancakes, bacon, sausage and donuts for us this morning!” “Yes Dear” I replied. There is nothing more stimulating for the appetite than to watch a member of the opposite sex gorge themselves in front of you! Sally ate everything she could get her hands on, stuffing pancakes, dripping with syrup into her mouth, then bacon, sausage, washing it down with a huge glass of orange juice, (to which I added Dave’s pills).

Sally finally passed out from over eating! She lay on the family room couch, her distended belly sticking up in the air, her lingerie and t-shirt smeared with syrup, butter and cooking grease.

I called Dave. “Hey, Dave what is in those pills, they are working great! Sally is stuffing herself, like a woman possessed.” “Ned it is a formula similar to what she is giving you, only a little stronger and more sophisticated. It releases endorphens as you eat, in fact the more you eat the more endorphens get released. The subject gets so giddy and turned on, they will continue to eat until they either get sick or it is to painful to continue.” Replied Dave. “Wow Dave, thanks for you help, this has been a great weekend so far. I can’t believe how turned on I get watching Sally stuff herself, it is so erotic!” Dave chuckled, “Glad I could help, enjoy your weekend, Ned!”

Sally woke up an hour later. She struggled to sit up her belly was still bloated and distended. “Oh Ned, help me up, I want to take a shower! Oh honey I am still so hungry, let’s go the buffet for lunch, please Ned, Please!” “Sure baby, let’s get cleaned up and head over there!” I replied.

We arrived at the buffet and Sally practically ran inside. Her belly was bloated to the point that she could not snap her low cut jeans, her shirt rode up on her belly, revealing a lovely roll of soft belly fat jiggling between her too tight jeans and her shirt.

We both gorged ourselves for nearly two hours of almost continuous eating. Both of us were now sporting huge, distended, bulging bellies, sticking out in front of us.

My sweat pants were now like tights accentuating how engorged I was. I could barely waddle to help my equally engorged bride up. Sally belly stuck straight out in front of her. The shirt rode up to her boobs. Her pants were now completely unzipped revealing her pink, silk panties below her distended belly.

I got her home and with some difficulty up to our bedroom and onto the bed. “BUUUURRRP! Oh Ned thank honey, that was a fantastic meal, I have never enjoyed my food more, I can’t believe how much I ate! I am so stuffed right now!”

I pulled off Sally’s ruined jeans and shirt, marveling at how soft she was already becoming in just less than twenty four hours of total gorging! I let her sleep in just her panties and bra, marveling at the view!

I waddled into the bathroom to assess my own damage. Whoa, I was huge, my belly was rock hard bulging straight out from my chest and over my groin. “Shit, I thought to my self, “Ned you are going to have a wicked apron in a matter of days at this rate, God I am getting so FAT!”

Sally woke up again, starving. “Ned, Ned, Please let’s go to Angelo’s tonight, please honey I am so hungry and I can’t stand it, oh hurry please honey.” Sally had thrown on a light shift and tied around her, just below her boobs. I could see here once flat stomach no pressing against the material making it balloon forward and Sally to look pregnant!

She was already waddling to the car, her still bloated belly swaying back and forth. Sally was panting when I got in barely looking decent to go out with the last pair of sweat pants that fit!

We arrived at Angelo’s, Sally fidgeted until we were seated and then blurted out half the entre’s on the menu to the startled waiter. She devoured five baskets of bread sticks before dinner even arrived, then laid into each entre as they were brought to the table.

I did not do to badly myself. Putting away three entres, most of the desert cart and a couple bottles of wine all my myself!

Sally was in a whole other league! She devoured everything put in front of her. Her stomach had been so stretched out by our previous binges and gorges that her capacity was awe inspiring! Plate after plate of rich, rich Italian food flowed into Sally mouth and belly. She drank bottles of wine and a dozen more baskets of bread.

When Sally finally put down her fork, after nearly four hours of eating, the staff and our fellow patrons gave Sally a standing ovation!

Since she was so engorged, we managed to borrow a wheel chair and the help of several waiters we got Sally to the car. I could not get her upstairs, so I stripped off what was left of her dress and covered her up on the couch in the family room and went up to bed.

I was awakened by Sally calling me from the family room. “Ned, Ned, please honey I am so hungry again, can you get me something to eat, oh please dear, please!”