chapter 4

We went into the kitchen, Marge looked up, noticing that Amanda had been crying, “Is everything alright dears?” Amanda giggled, poked my bulging belly, “Mom, Matt wants to get really fat for me!” “Is that true Matt?” I patted my belly, “Yes it is Marge I’d love to get fat for my lovely, awesome girlfriend.” Marge smiled, tears in her eyes, “Matt how much weight do you think is really fat?” I patted my belly again, “I told Amanda in the Jacuzzi what if I gained another thirty or forty pounds.” Marge smiled, “Matt how much do you weight today?” “Last I checked I was up to one hundred and eighty pounds.” Marge said, “So Matt you want to weigh around two hundred and ten to two hundred and twenty pounds?” I laughed and patted my belly, “Marge that sounds awesome, I’d be huge, I want to get that fat!”

Marge patted a chair, “Matt sit down, we need to get an early supper into you!” “Marge, I’m ready, please stuff me like a goose!” She did.

The rest of that week I came over at seven thirty for my first feeding of the day. Amanda and had our morning classes, then a massive lunch. We sat in front of the computer monitor wearing t-shirts and just briefs. It was a turn thinking that we just in our underwear technically in class. I stayed for dinner, getting totally engorged under Marge and Amanda’s watchful eyes. This became our routine for the week.

On Saturday morning, my dad was out playing golf, my mom was in the kitchen. I came in wearing a tight pair of shiny nylon briefs and a too tight t-shirt riding up on my growing belly. She giggled, “Matt dear, you have put on a lot of weight.” I patted my belly, making it jiggle, “Yeah I have, Mom, but I’m okay with my weight.” She looked at me, she patted my belly, giggling, “Matt is this for Amanda?” I blushed, “Yeah Mom it is. I’m in love with her.” “That’s very loving of you, Matt. I was worried with this pandemic and the shutdown that you might gain weight given your appetite and no more swimming.” She gently poked his belly again, “But this is special, well if I can help you put on more weight, let me know. I’m sure Marge and Amanda are doing a great job of feeding you.” “Thanks Mom”. I hugged her she giggle, “Wow Matt you are getting so soft!”

Marge was having a similar talk with Amanda. “Dear, you should keep up your eating, it’s only fair to Matt.” Amanda was finishing her third ice cream cone. “I can’t weight for Matt to gain the extra weight he will be so handsome with a huge fat belly!” Marge said, “I have one other thing I want to talk to you about. You and Matt have never had intercourse. That needs to change, both of you have made extraordinary commitments to each other. I want you to consummate your commitment to your love for each other.” Amanda stared at her mom, “Mom, you want us to make love?” “Yes dear I do. Matt has made such a deep and loving commitment to you by getting fat, you should show him how much of a commitment you are willing to make. You have been a little fatty most of your life, he adores your body now. He was slim and athletic when you met, now he’s becoming morbidly obese for you. Do you understand what I’m saying?” Amanda was in tears, “Oh my mom, I never thought of Matt’s desire to become fat as such a sacrifice, you’re right I really need to show him how much I love his commitment to me.” “Mom when are Matt and I going to “do it”?

This weekend, your dad and I are going out of town for a retreat, we will be gone from Friday afternoon until Sunday afternoon. You two will have plenty of time to enjoy yourselves.”

The next week I couldn’t figure out why Amanda was so giddy. We both gorged at every meal during the week and I gained six more pounds and another inch on my belly. She was becoming a lot more “randy” in our interactions in the pool, Jacuzzi and even at the table. I was enjoying it.

On Friday, Amanda was nervous and giddy too. We had classes in the morning online of course. We had a huge lunch, overseen by Marge. She then asked me to go home for a while, Marge and her husband were leaving on a trip and they wanted to say bye to Amanda. I thought it was odd, because I was practically a member of the family now.

Marge had called my mom and set up the whole weekend. My mom packed me a little overnight bag with briefs, Speedos, some t-shirts and condoms. I came in the kitchen door mom was waiting for me. “Matt dear, I’ve packed a bag for you, please put on these briefs for me.” She handed me a pair of shiny, bright red nylon bikini cut briefs. I looked at her, “Really mom, what’s going on?” “Matt just put on the briefs.” I did, she handed me the overnight bag, kissed me, patted my belly and my bottom, “Matt have a wonderful weekend, be gentle and loving.