chapter 3

Melissa's eyes widen and brighten seeing Matt with his doggie approaching her as she's perched on a bench. The weather is a bit unseasonable this late in the fall, warm sunny and in the mid eighties. Dressed in black capri length leggings and a purple sports bra that shows off her abs even when seated she really is quite a contrasting image to her friend, with Matt rocking some black reebok basketball shorts that are too snug on his legs to be slimming and a white t-shirt with Bart Simpson tripping out as he slurps a slushee stretched over his bulging gut. He bends down a few feet right in front of Melissa to unleash his dog and put her in the big pasture with the other ones, an inch of ass crack and some fat slab sides reveal themselves to her, plus now his wide load donk is stretching the fabric of his shorts, she bites her lower lip hearing his small grunt standing back upright before turning around facing her.

Melissa quickly hops to her feet ambushing the girthy guy with a tight squeezing exploratory hug hello before he knows what hit him. He holds his hands on her bare lower back and toned obliques relishing having his hands on such a knockout gym bunny. Meanwhile Melissa took her time wrapping her toned slender arms around him, exploring his rolly slabs of fat at his sides with her small hands while she pushed her toned middle into his protruding fat oft basketball sized gut. Her hands linger on his pudding soft lower belly, kneading and gently squeezing it for a few seconds as she pulls away from him, looking up and making eye contact.

"It's good to see you Matt! Cool shirt!" she says smirking and giving the top of his gut an affectionate pat as she takes her hands off him, noticing a thin sheen of sweat forming on his blushing face and thinking about how she could feel his heart racing in that hug. She quickly pivots so they're both facing the bench, then reaching out gives his meaty backside a soft pat that morphs into a squeeze and a jostling of his big arse cheek.

"C'mon, sit down and take this load off!" grinning at him while gracefully lowering herself down as he plops his bulk alongside her.


After talking for nearly twenty minutes straight, Matt's stomach couldn't take it any more. He had skipped breakfast and just had a glass of cold brew this morning after seeing 249.5lbs on the scale after his shower. In addition to no breakfast, he even kept his dinner 'light' last night; just one eggplant parm sub with fries and a caesar salad and 'only' two cannoli for dessert, all of that was around eight last night and here it was almost noon today. Matt and his greedy gut hadn't gone well over 12 hours without food in well over 12 months, and his gut was starting to make that known. It grumbled/growled out loudly after the first lull in conversation.


"You say something?" Melissa asked Matt sarcastically while raising an eyebrow. Before he could fumble over a clever retort, his empty, air churning stomach bellowed out another growl for him. Melissa snorted out an involuntary laugh hearing that and quickly gave him a sharp deep elbow poke into his fat side and belly. Noticing how he felt so immensely soft and fluffy and wobbly, just like when she hugged him earlier.

Realizing the glutton must have an empty stomach, a condition his body is no doubt unaccustomed to lately, Melissa grabs her bag from under the bench while Matt excuse's his gut's growling while blushing and joking about how he shouldn't have skipped the most important meal of the day.

"Hmm, okay then Matt, something tells me you haven't skipped a meal in while though, have you big boy?" she asks him with a wide grin, looking up from rummaging through her bag to see his ears turning the same shade of red as his cheeks now.

"Uhh no, not normally I guess not" he says getting a little flustered while this gym bunny condescendingly questions him and smirks.

"Well there's no reason to fast dude, it'll only further wreck your metabolism ya know" She tells him as her eyes linger on his protruding middle mentioning his metabolism. She eventually produces two peanut butter chocolate clif bars and a chocolate muscle milk bottle from her duffle, and sets down the milk bottle and one of the bars on the small space of bench between them and then unwraps the other clif bar and hands it to Matt directly.

He opens his mouth to rebuff her snacks but instead just licks his lips and eagerly accepts her offer of food. Devouring it all in a couple of piggish bites, he responds while still chewing.


"Mmmm thanks Melissa, I was starving there!" he says completely serious, as he greedily tears open the next bar and digs in with the same gusto. She picks up the muscle milk and shakes it vigorously before opening it, peeling the plastic and handing it to Matt as he munches down his last bite.

"Well I don't know about starving big boy, but you're definitely hungry!" she scoffs sweetly and pats the top of his belly as he takes the milk from her hand, eagerly gulping it down all in one go.

Matt stifles a belch and looks down at his middle and then over to Melissa, whose eyes are most definitely focused on where he just put all of her snacks. Somehow just noticing her momentary fixation on his fat belly makes him feel like he could keep eating all day for her. He relaxes more now not feeling so famished anymore, his stomach sticks out proudly as he leans back, the belly of the Bart Simpson print on his shirt is stretched right across his upper gut.




Not much longer after Matt's inhaling of 700 calories worth of snacks, his belly let out another hungry gurgling growl. Melissa after giggling and poking it while mocking it aloud but internally appraising it for how empty it still felt, figured out a way to keep feeding this fatty for the rest of the day.

"Oh it's getting so hot now, I can see you're sweating even! Don't know about you but first thing I'm gonna do when I get out of here is jump in the pool"

"Oh man I wish, I'll probably just take a cold shower." he said wiping away some of the sweat on his forehead.

"You should come back to my house for lunch dude, what else have we got going on today? There's a full fence around the backyard for the doggies, the pool's not big but it's nice enough, besides it's not like you're going to be doing laps anyway! C'mon! When's the last time you went swimming?"

"I haven't been in the water in over a year... that does sound like a good time" he says sheepishly, getting excited at the idea of swimming and chilling more with Melissa.

"Damn seriously over a year? What'd you move down here for if not the sun and beaches, the carolina bbq? You're definitely coming over now, I need to get the grill going again too, I never use it when it's just me."

Hearing his incredibly beautiful friend talk about how excited she was to make him lunch, in addition to the dog friendly environment and the promise of a pool was beyond enticing, Matt quickly obliged and they both loaded up their respective pooches in their respective cars and got in themselves. Matt pulled out behind Melissa and did his best to keep a four car length distance while thinking about lunch so much he began to salivate and unconsciously rub his tummy.


*****


Melissa couldn't believe her luck, Matt really was coming over already and with explicit plans to eat her home cooked lunch and loaf around her pool. Her fantasies of having him as a fat tubby pet were starting to manifest and she was loving it. Passing a Popeye's and inhaling a whiff of their fryers going strong for the lunch rush mad her crave something to munch on, she could only imagine how it made the fat man following her salivate.

He must feed himself really well and never tell his tummy no she thought to herself. He certainly looks even more swollen and overfed today but there he was with a fat empty belly growling in front of her. Her mind races in all different directions thinking about how he's gotten himself like this but she knows one thing for sure, she's not going to be the catalyst for any true attempts at fitness for this fatty.