Chapter 42 - back in shape

Laura smiled and headed down to the other side of the restaurant. Marie already had a waitress seeing to her, writing down everything that she wanted to order.

“Come on, Fatso!” she teased Marie. “We’re not staying here to eat. We need to head home now that Mike is back where he is supposed to be. Those exams aren’t going to study for themselves! We’ll stop for a hamburger on the way back,” she joked, knowing that a single hamburger wouldn’t come close to filling either of them these days.

“So, things worked out for Mike?” Marie asked, standing up after apologising to the waitress for wasting her time. The pair of them could just about see him chatting animatedly with a woman who was still hidden from view. There was a smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye that settled both of their nerves.

“Mike’s going to be fine,” Laura nodded. “…Which is more than I can say for you! All that gym work has completely ruined that nice belly you were getting.”

Marie grinned with delight. “That’s why we should stay and eat…” she replied, giving her cheekiest expression. She leaned in and kissed Laura sweetly, sliding her hands over the rounded belly of her girlfriend and giving Laura’s overfed butt a nice rub. “I need to get so fucking fat with you!” she whispered.

Laura smiled back eagerly. “Don’t worry, Porker. I have a reservation for a table at one of the best All-You-Can-Eat places within a hundred miles.” She looked at the watch on her wrist. “Although, I’ll need to step on the gas a little bit!” Smirking, she reached her own hands over to Marie’s middle, grabbing at the softness that still remained. “You need training back up into a fat girl. I want to make jaws drop when people see you soon!”

A devious thrill filled Marie’s face and the pair kissed excitedly, enjoying their shared passion once more. “My mom is going to be so pissed when she sees me getting fat again!” Marie joked.

Laura pulled a falsely sympathetic face. “Well, that’s just too bad!” she teased, slapping her own rounded belly. “You’re dating a real pig now. If you think that you can hold onto your waistline while you’re with me… you’re completely wrong!”

Marie bit her bottom lip in horny excitement. “You are getting deliciously fat!” she marvelled, gazing with adoration at the lard-filled belly and breasts Laura had developed.

“Don’t worry,” Laura smiled. “I’ll soon have you catching up to me!”