Chapter 4 - a perfect arrangement

months Jenny had crammed a noticeable amount of weight onto her petite frame. Even with the additional 20 pounds Nathan had estimated she put on, most people would not have considered Jenny to be a "fat," girl, or even really "chubby." She carried her weight quite evenly between her naturally large chest and her lower body, and the added poundage just made her hourglass figure more exaggerated.

In fact, when her gains first started, Nathan was quite happy about it. Her breasts began to overflow her 34DD bras, making every top she wore look suggestive. Even in high-necked shirts, the swell of her tits and deepening line of her cleavage were clearly visible as they strained against the fabric of her tops. As pounds began to accumulate on her ass, he was surprised to find himself mesmerized by the soft sway of her thickening butt cheeks. Even when her thighs began to carry the weight of her excesses, Nathan did not find her new fatty parts unattractive.

It wasn't until he noticed her small paunch eclipsing the band of her underwear that Nathan saw her rapid weight gain as a problem. Chub began to encase her hips, her waist, and even her back. He could overlook it when she was entirely nude, but the moment she put clothing on, her overindulgences were instantly on display. Any kind of band dug into her pudge and created little rolls of fat. Shorts and pants created a porky little muffin top on her waist. Skirts and dresses highlighted her bulkier frame even more by clinging to every fat deposit, showcasing her spherical lower belly, deep panty lines, and increasingly jiggly ass.

Also, the increase in her overall girth had rendered most of them inappropriately short, resulting in a very public display of how her cellulite-covered thighs smashed against one another. Her tits stretched and poured out of every shirt, and only the loosest ones were able to camouflage to fat rolls the gushed out of her bra in every direction. Her swollen boobs were occupying more than their fair share of her shirts, and often this meant that they were no longer able to completely cover her chunky tummy.

She still got stares when she walked down the street, but the looks of lust and jealously had started to look more like pity and embarrassment.

Seeing Jenny like that- crammed like a stuffed sausage into terribly unflattering clothing- Nathan had felt like she was officially too fat. Too fat, at least, to be the mistress of someone as esteemed as himself.

Despite the fact that his sexual desire for her kept increasing as she got bigger, he wasn't ready to admit to himself that he might actually like the extra pork on his girlfriend. But with his new arrangement, Jenny would have to keep eating, keep packing fat onto her body, keep finding new places to bulge out of her clothing.. and he would be free to enjoy it, guilt free.