Too hard to stay skinny (commissioned)

chapter 3

By that evening, not only had a layer of softer flesh covered your wife all over, but her belly was so big that it had started spilling out to the sides when she lay on her back. A definite double chin had bubbled out cutely around her neck and her cheeks were puffed out in comparison to the day before. Rolls and creases were gently starting to form all along her body.

You lovingly caressed the rolls forming on her back just below her shoulder blades before gently pinching them and giving then a tender shake. Your wife let out a blissful sigh, her eyes closed and new juicy body wobbling all over. She was even bigger than you had realised – you hadn’t noticed before that she was even bigger because she was now sinking so far into the matress.

The feeding session had ended with another few containers of melted ice cream to fully fill your incredibly ballooned wife, massaging her belly as you poured it into her mouth to not waste a drop. She dedicated the self discipline she usually saved for her workouts to ensuring she greedily drank it all. Her belly had become a huge, firm orb covered in a nice, thick layer of fat. She was so big and bloated, there was no way she could get up or even move. She let out cute little burps as your hands kneaded the new sexy flesh all over her body. You gently traced your fingers underneath her protruding stomach.

“Feel like working out now, you big, chubby girl?” You teased.

“Oof, no way…” she groaned with a loud, hearty belch. “I don’t know I want to bother with workouts anymore, not now that I know how good it feels to be a big fatty being spoiled by you!”

“I wouldn’t say you’re really a fatty…not yet, anyway.”

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When you awoke, you saw that your wife’s stomach was no longer hard and firm, but still about the same size; a definite bulge of fat had established itself there. She looked so delightfully plump all over. As she started stirring awake, you took her chubby hands and rubbed your way up to her much larger upper arms. She smiled up at you, as you gave her, no longer muscular, arms a firm squeeze, whispering “oh, somebody’s getting a bit chunky!”

Your wife laughed and used her flabby arms to pull your face into her enlarged and warm chest. You lay yourself gently onto her soft and pillowy body, her toned frame from just the other day feeling like a distant memory. Your reverie was broken by the sound of your wife’s stomach growling with hunger. You helped her to sit up, her struggling with the hefty weight in her middle and muscle loss.

Immediately, her fattened belly and a developing roll burst out over the waistband of her workout pants. The fabric audibly stretched and groaned, as new flabby love handles spilled from her back and sides. Finally, her ballooned ass split her pants, and she let out a startled burp. Her swollen arms cradled her belly fat, as her stomach growled again. “Oof, we’d better feed this thing!”

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Your wife’s appetite was insatiable the entire day; you fed her a seemingly endless stream of decadent chocolate, cakes, cookies, shakes, melted ice cream…anything she demanded, that she diligently forced down. She slowly accumulated a sheen of creamy liquid and crumbs over the course of the day, which she occasionally got you to lick off; you marvelled at how much fatter she was as you felt her flesh softly give under your tongue.

As she ate, she was growing bigger right in front of you, and you were both loving every minute of it together. Her hips and thighs got so wide that her pants burst at the seams and were removed in tatters. Her top had ridden up and covering her new girthy middle with it would be impossible now. In fact, covering her with anything that wasn’t definitely plus sized wouldn’t be possible now. When the sleeves where pinching too tightly into her flabby arms, it had to be removed. The full extent of how much her belly and breasts had grown gushed forward, her belly spilling over her thick thighs and hanging down to touch the mattress between them. She let out a groan of pleasure as she took her massive belly and moved it in a way that made her whole body wobble all over.

No longer able to keep your hands off her, you grab at and caress your plumpened princess for hours. She gazed up at you, her face framed by her new chubbiness, making her look even more beautiful. “You know, I think this is the only kind of workout I want to do from now on.”