Chapter 5 - the discovery of all the chub

The idea of getting fat horrified Jenny, but the idea of life without Nathan horrified her more. She loved him, and even though most women would hate it, she loved their current arrangement. She didn't want to get dressed up for awkward social events with him or be responsible for maintaining his public image. She wanted to be able to fuck him in the video booth of a sex toy shop.

She knew she would take him up on his offer. Of course she would. And the idea of him sneaking into her room at night, with Laura right down the hall, was strangely exciting. She would gain just enough to get the job, move in, and establish trust with Laura. Then, when she lost all the weight, Laura wouldn't have any right to fire her. So she has to put on a few pounds? Sure, it would be humiliating for anyone she knew to see her get fat, but in a brand new state, it wouldn't be so bad. She would have to gain a ton of weight, she figured, for anyone to describe her as "fat" anyway.

Tonight would be the last time she saw Nathan for two weeks, and when he returned, she had promised him she would be noticeably larger. She decided it would be best to step onto her dusty old bathroom scale and dig out a measuring tape. She would record her progress every day, so that even if she didn't LOOK fatter to Nathan, she could prove that she was growing.

While she waited for Nathan to arrive, Jenny peeled off her clothing and studied her inflated figure in the bathroom mirror. She felt a twinge of horror as she realized that Nathan was right. She was chubby. How had she not noticed all of these extra rolls on her body?

Her tits looked better than ever on their own, but when had they started pushing against her plushy upper arms to make that roll of fat in her armpit? Even without a bra on, Jenny could see the little roll of pudge beneath them.. and the deep lines her clothing left all over the new layer of dough covering her body.

Twisting side to side in a desperate attempt to find an angle where her thighs didn't touch, she also noticed a distinct little mound of fat on her stomach that didn't want to twist with her. Bending over, the chunky dome felt as if it was pouring over her jeans.. but of course, she was naked. It was somehow pouring over itself. Like a legitimate, actual gut, like real fat people had. She grabbed it with both hands- both horrified and curious- and was shocked to see that she could grab a good handful of this foreign fatty substance. In her hands, it felt soft, bouncy, and squishy.. gross, but sort of pleasant. She had felt fat on other peoples bodies, and even sort of enjoyed touching it. But on her own body, this bulging padding felt very out of place.

She heard Nathan enter the condo, but did not bother to throw on clothes to greet him. He found her, newly discovered potbelly still grasped in her hands, cautiously stepping on to discover her true weight. The sight made him instantly aroused- which he told himself was due to the gratification of his revenge plot, and not because of the way her plump body had a slight enticing jiggle as she stepped onto the scale.

157 pounds. Jenny was stunned, but even Nathan was shocked by the result. Jenny always weighed more than she looked, due mostly to her disproportionately large chest. But even with all of her bulges and wobbles, he would've still put her closer to 140 or 145.

"You're huge!" Exclaimed Nathan, as he approached the display. "I mean, I knew you got fat, but Holy Shit!"

"Good afternoon to you too..." Jenny retorted, unsure how to read his reaction. He looked genuinely shocked, disgusted.. and maybe aroused?

"Your BMI is already 26.9," Nathan announced with a quick check on his phone. "Right smack dab in the middle of medically overweight."

"This is just temporary," Jenny tried to remind herself, as she allowed Nathan's hands to take over exploring her fat belly. He led her to the sink, tried to bend her over it, and was barely able to hide his excitement as he identified the problem.

"Your fucking fat gut is in the the way, lay the whole thing on the counter."

His words stung, and in reality we're a bit of an exaggeration. But much to her dismay, she was in fact able to lift her pudgy belly up and lay it on the counter. The porcelain sink felt cold against her sensitive underbelly, but the rest of her body ran hot with sexual anticipation.

"You turned into a 160 pound, clinically overweight, jiggly little *** all by yourself, not even trying!" Nathan reminded her. "I bet you end up massive."