Chapter 3 - Stuffing and "stuffing"

Harry lifted the silver tray off the trolley and placed it beside him on the bed. Grace lay next to him, sprawled out naked and staring pleadingly up at him. He pulled off the domed cover of the tray to reveal a rich decadent, 2 layer chocolate cake covered in thick buttercream frosting. The scent of the sugar and cream immediately hit their nostrils and Grace let out a slight moan. Picking up the fork, Harry scooped a small mouthful of the cake and placed it tenderly, lovingly against Grace’s lips. Without a second’s hesitation, Grace opened her mouth wide, allowing Harry to shove the fork inside and began to chew hungrily. For the briefest moment, she closed her eyes in ecstasy, however, she quickly opened them again, looking intently at Harry and whispered “More”.

Wordlessly, Harry obliged, feeding Grace forkful after forkful of the sweet treat. With each bite, Grace became more and more insistent, letting out small sighs and moans and urging Harry to hurry. And with each bite, her body grew, steadily larger and larger. Her once slim face became rounded and chubby, her cheeks getting flushed and rosy and a small double-chin began to form. Her arms and legs swelled, becoming dimpled with cellulite.

As he watched her expand, getting rapidly fatter and fatter, Harry felt himself hardening. His jeans were suddenly incredibly tight and constricting. He began to feed Grace faster than he had been before, eager to see how large she would become. Amazingly, Grace’s appetites seemed to be growing in proportion to her body and it was all Harry could do to keep her mouth full as he fervently shovelled more and more of the sweet treat into her mouth. In their haste, crumbs and occasionally full forkfuls of sticky cake fell to land stuck on Grace’s breasts, which by this point had swollen enormously and would surely be sagging low if it weren’t for her huge round belly. It had grown so much during the feeding that it was covered in angry red stretchmarks and Harry could almost believe that she was pregnant if it weren’t for the fact that it was incredibly soft and jiggled with every movement Grace made. Between mouthfuls, Grace began reaching forward with her head, craning her neck to try and receive the next mouthful of cake as soon as possible. In doing so she bent slightly at the waist and her massive gut split into 2 large rolls of quivering fat. A small amount of cake dislodged itself from her cleavage and fell directly into her belly button.

Both Harry and Grace each let out a slight moan almost in unison. Grace’s was due to sheer ecstasy from the deliciousness of the cake and the new-found joy she felt in her fuller-form, growing more and more intense the larger and fatter she became. Harry’s was in pain as the constriction from his jeans was increased as he felt his erection growing harder than he had every grown before. He couldn’t take it any longer. Pausing Grace’s feeding just for a moment, he practically ripped his jeans off, freeing his rock-hard penis to spring to attention. In that pause, Grace let out a small whimper and with an intense feeling of guilt and shame, Harry resumed the feeding.

Before either of them knew it, the entirety of the cake was gone, vanished down Grace’s greedy gullet into her now truly magnificently fat belly. She collapsed back onto the pillows, her whole body quivering and shaking as she let out a loud contented sigh, followed by a loud burp. In embarrassment, she brought her hand up to cover her mouth and shyly looked away, mumbling an apology under her breath, suddenly incredibly aware of her nakedness and a little embarrassed by the fervour with which she had devoured the cake.

“Don’t apologise.” Harry said, placing a hand gently on her fat thigh. “You’re just showing appreciation for a good meal”. He smiled and gave her leg a gentle squeeze, feeling the softness between his fingers, his cock throbbing gently. “But we’re not finished yet”.

He pulled off his t-shirt, revealing the toned muscular torso beneath and, now fully naked, he straddled Grace, placing a hand on the pillow either side of her head, effectively trapping her. Grace’s face, already pink from the exertion of the feeding, flushed an even deeper red. Coyly she gently bit her lower lip and let out a small giggle which caused her breasts and belly to jiggle. Harry leaned in and began to kiss her deeply, tasting the residual sweetness of the cake which still lingered on her lips. The kiss was firm and passionate and Grace felt herself melt, relaxing even more deeply. She reached up one of her large arms to place it behind Harry’s head, intending to pull him towards her in passion but pulled up short, marvelling at the sudden increased weight of her fattened arm. Sensing her hesitation, Harry pulled back from the kiss, his eyes searching her familiar face for the signs of distress but finding only surprise and arousal he continued. This time, he went for Grace’s neck, nibbling gently at first and then biting more forcefully. As he leant forward to do so, he felt his erect cock digging into the soft underside of Grace’s belly. At the same time, Grace let out a loud moan of pleasure.

Spurred on by the noise and the obvious arousal on her face, Harry moved his attention down from her neck to her mountainous breasts, smeared with cake and frosting, which were heaving up and down with Grace’s heavy breaths. He began to kiss them all other, licking up the sweet frosting. He cupped each one in his hands while he did so to keep the jiggling to a minimum, requiring both hands to contain a single large heavy breast. As his tongue flicked over her nipples, he felt them hardening in his mouth. He gave them a gentle nibble and pulled slightly. Grace sighed again and Harry watched as her hand moved down, caressing her belly briefly before settling between her legs. She began to stroke herself and as she brought herself to arousal, her entire body quaked. Harry’s cock throbbed heavily again and he paused his attentions on Grace briefly to stroke it, allowing himself to succumb briefly to his own arousal.

A loud shriek of pleasure from Grace, distracted Harry from his own stimulation and with a sudden renewed hunger, he dove back down, this time burying his face deep into Grace’s enormous belly. His fingers and face dug into the softness of the flesh beneath him and he grasped roll upon roll of delectable fat, his every fantasy finally coming true. He squeezed, licked, sucked, scratched and jiggled practically every inch of her, growing more and more animalistic as he did. All the while, Grace continued to pleasure herself, her eyes closed in ecstasy, the same as they had been during the feeding, periodically letting out moans and gasps. Suddenly, Harry couldn’t take it any longer. Grabbing Grace’s wide hips, he heaved and with an enormous effort succeeded in partially rolling her onto her side. Taking the hint, Grace stopped masturbating for a second to help Harry finish rolling her immense weight over onto her stomach. She fell heavily face first into the pillows, her belly and breasts squashed and spilling out beneath her. Her enormous backside now jutted up, round and mottled with cellulite, wobbling from side to side. Harry gave one of the cheeks a sharp slap which sent ripples throughout Grace’s entire body.

“Harder!” she moaned.

Harry spanked her again, harder than before. When he pulled his hand away, the pale white skin had turned pink and flushed but Grace didn’t seem to mind.

“Again! Harder!” she cried.

Again and again, Harry spanked her enormous round ass until both cheeks were red and stinging and Grace was practically screaming into the pillows. Each slap caused renewed jiggles and he found himself mesmerised, watching his girlfriend’s ample body.

“Oh god! Please fuck me now!” Grace shrieked.

Harry didn’t need to be told twice. Grasping Grace firmly around the waist, he heaved backwards, pulling her up onto her hands and knees. Harry stood up and moved beside the bed, positioning himself directly behind Grace. Leaning forward, he reached a hand around her waist, feeling her heavy belly hanging beneath her and brushing against the bed. He gave her belly a squeeze and a slight shake, sending more jiggles and ripples through her body before moving his hand down between her legs. She was already wet and let out another gasp as he began to play with her clit, slowly bringing her arousal to even greater heights. Her gasps and moans became more and more frequent, rising slightly in pitch and getting louder and louder. Suddenly, unable to contain himself any longer, Harry entered her from behind.

A wave of pleasure shot through him and for a moment he forgot where he was and what he was doing. Then, just as suddenly, he remembered and with a renewed vigour, he started thrusting harder, faster and deeper inside her, grabbing handfuls of the fat rolls which had formed on her hips to steady himself. With each thrust there came a loud slap as Grace’s pendulous belly and breasts swung forward and then back again to collide heavily with her legs. For several minutes, they continued in this manner, both of them moaning and crying out in equal parts. Each of them could feel themselves becoming lost in the moment, the pleasure of this unique, impossible experience opening new avenues which neither thought they would ever explore. Both of them knew, could feel that they were steadily building themselves towards the greatest orgasms that either of them had ever experienced in their lives when suddenly…

“Morning!”

Harry and Grace both jolted awake. Sunlight shone through a gap in the curtains, illuminating the room they had been offered the night before. The door opened and Sabrina walked in, pushing a small silver cart, similar to one Harry had seen in a restaurant he had visited with his grandparents. This morning she wore denim dungarees over a plain cotton shirt and was clearly about to start working outside but Harry still found himself instinctually sitting upright. As he did so, the duvet slipped down from Grace’s chin revealing bare breasts and her slender toned stomach for just a moment before she clumsily grabbed at it, pulling it back up.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you but we’ve got a busy day ahead of us Harry. Don’t worry though, I brought you both some breakfast first.”