Chapter 45 - epilogue

Bobbi was waiting excitedly for Tommy on the bed as she heard him getting out of the shower. He emerged, smiling as he saw his wife laying on the bed with her laptop out. Without even registering it, he turned his giant belly sideways to get out of the ensuite bathroom and stood there, drying himself off with the enormous towels that still looked so tiny on him.

“Have you come to check out your beautiful, five hundred and thirty-two pound lover?” he asked cheekily, letting his towel drop to the floor. He picked up his belly a little, allowing Bobbi to see the erection he was already getting, buried as it was within all of the blubber in his groin. She remembered how big it had seemed when they first started having sex, and how uncomfortable it had felt at times. Those problems were long since gone.

Bobbi chuckled at the sight of her horny lover. Five-three-two? He was up another two pounds again this week! No wonder the big man was aroused! She had only climbed off him twenty minutes ago, after their usual Sunday morning routine of Tommy gorging on pastries in bed while Bobbi rode him until they came. She remembered being concerned, about one hundred pounds back, after reading an article about how extreme weight gain can destroy a man’s libido. However, in Tommy’s case, if anything, the opposite had been true.

“All right!” Tommy declared, knowing he had to sit down gently on the bed, despite his obvious desire to throw himself. “I’m not going to argue. If you want to go for a second round, I’m not going to stop you!”

“You know we have to go out today,” Bobbi laughed. “I’ve got your clothes all ready for you here.”

Tommy grumbled, seeing his enormous underwear being passed to him on top of a pile of other freshly laundered, super-sized clothes. “I hate that t-shirt,” he declared, disliking Bobbi’s choice.”

“It’s a nice fit!” Bobbi protested.

“It doesn’t let my belly hang out!” Tommy complained. “No one can see it!”

“Trust me, Bobbi laughed. “Everyone can see your belly!”

Tommy sighed and made a huffing sound. “Fine! But I’m not wearing socks.”

“You don’t have to wear socks,” Bobbi agreed, knowing how much Tommy hated them since he’d grown so big. “We’ll put you in sweatshorts. You can wear your sandals, and that’s fine.”

“What’s with the laptop?” Tommy asked, clearly wanting a stalling tactic before Bobbi would make him get dressed.

"I finally decided to make a social media account. I thought it would be a good way see some of the wedding pictures I might have missed," Bobbi explained.

“Cool,” Tommy breezed disinterestedly. "You're finally joining the twenty-first century!"

“Your online profile is completely open,” Bobbi went on, clicking on the touchpad. “It’s absolutely fascinating!” She turned on her side so that she could stroke her husband’s gigantic belly as he took the laptop and scrolled through his profile. “I’ve never seen most of these pictures of you. There are loads of them, right back to the end of high school!” she chuckled excitedly.

Tommy smirked as he went through the pictures he had amassed over the years, whilst his wife gently stroked his belly fat. The man scrolled up and down, studying each picture in turn. He moved the laptop slightly so that Bobbi could see it too, but Bobbi got up, tapped her husband’s enormous rear so that he moved up the bed a bit, and then snuggled in behind him; spooning him.

Starting at the very beginning, Tommy the Prom King was looking dashing and handsome in his suit, stood next to the prettiest girl in the school. Then, there was Tommy in his first year of college, taking his shirt off in some club and looking like he was having a wild time; towering above the other guys in the picture and surrounded by women, as usual.

Next came the most flattering picture of all, and one that Tommy had obviously posed for. Back at the start of his second year of college, he had developed so much muscle and had been wildly keen to show it off. There were probably thousands of pictures of him looking like this, out there somewhere.

“Look how fit I was!” Tommy marvelled, taking his time on the next few images.

“I remember!” Bobbi whispered, kissing the back of her husband’s head, where the most delicious fat roll had formed around his neck.

At the next shot, they both laughed. “Tommy’s love handles had well and truly sprouted and there was a thickness over his stomach. “What the fuck happened there?” Tommy joked.

“That’s after your foot injury, when I was buying all your food in for you,” Bobbi teased, giving Tommy’s now enormous belly a little jiggle. She reached over him then, clicking onto the next picture, where Tommy’s gut was much more visible. There was the nineteen year old Tommy at the back of the football changing rooms, leaning over in his underwear; a large belly roll folding itself into existence.

“Fuck!” Tommy laughed. “I remember getting so horny the first time I saw that picture!”

“These next ones are from your third year,” Bobbi went on, clicking through them a little faster, as Tommy’s mass continued to increase. His belly started taking over and his face began bloating properly for the first time. “Look how cute you were with your starter belly!” Bobbi teased.

“That was when I went to work in London,” Tommy explained; his fat little tummy hidden under a white shirt and tie. “After we broke up.”

“I thought you lost most of the weight while you worked in the UK?” Bobbi asked, surprised by how chubby Tommy still looked in the picture.

“Well, I didn’t lose it overnight, did I?” he laughed. “I’d had three years of you teasing me and whispering in my ear to get fatter. My body was absolutely fucked for the first six months, at least!”

By the next picture, Tommy’s gut had indeed disappeared. The pictures appeared to alternate, year on year, as the man swelled up and then deflated; destroying any remaining resistance in his metabolism. It made for the ultimate transformation, as Bobbi and Tommy’s paths finally crossed once more. His belly formed quickly in the next pictures, pushing out as his entire body softened in a way that it never had before. It had been exciting to see it the first time, and watching it back now, recaptured the lust that they had both felt.

“Oh, I remember that day!” Bobbi laughed, seeing the image of her husband showing off his new, portly gut on the beach. “You were so horny from all the looks you were getting; you ate absolutely everything in the picnic box before midday. I don’t think you even went in the water!” She grabbed a handful of Tommy’s fat and jiggled it softly, admiring just how much more extreme his obesity was now.

“My stag party!” Tommy chuckled as he clicked onto the next picture.

“Trust you to get your shirt off as soon as possible!” Bobbi teased, seeing her man downing beers with his buddies; his large, puffy arms and giant nipples sagging down onto a monstrous, lardy gut. “You’re such a show off!” she whispered, proudly kissing him on the back of his head again.

“Some of those guys I hadn’t seen since my college days,” Tommy grinned. “I couldn’t wait to show them what I looked like now. I remember I ate like a fucking pig all weekend!” he chuckled. “A five pound gain in just three days!”

They both sighed in contentment at the next pictures; their wonderful wedding day. Tommy had pushed so hard to gain before the big day and the results had been stunning. Here, he filled his shirt to capacity with his enormous bulk; dwarfing the petite Bobbi as she stood next to him. Tommy’s obesity was written all over his face in the pictures: large puffy cheeks appearing to make his piggish eyes shrink back into his broad face; his neck disappearing entirely under a short, masculine beard. And that ass! Fuck! So wide and ginormous! Bobbi had felt like the luckiest girl in the world watching her gluttonous husband strut, with a slight waddle, around the dance floor.

“If you add me as a friend, I’ll promise to post a lot more pictures of you for everyone to see,” Bobbi whispered, reaching over and pushing the laptop screen down to focus Tommy’s attention back on her.

Tommy grinned back wickedly and lay flat as Bobbi moved up to straddle him. He watched as her hands grabbed and played with his blubbery gut and he sighed in contentment. “You just want to show off what a massive piggy I’ve turned into, don’t you?” he chuckled.

Bobbi nodded. She could tell that they were never going to make it on time today. Already she was grinding into her horny husband’s blubbery groin and making them both moan.

“If you’re taking pictures though, I’m not wearing that t-shirt,” Tommy declared. “I want one that lets my enormous belly poke out!” He grabbed his stomach fat and jiggled it; knowing just the motions to make the blubber swirl and rock all over his giant torso. “I want everyone to see the lard-filled fat boy you’ve turned me into!”

Bobbi moaned in lust. Tommy always found a way to get what he wanted; he always had. She stripped quickly and returned to straddling the gigantic man, watching as his fat, smug face sank deep into the pillow. “You’d better fucking eat plenty then,” she growled in lust. “If we’re letting the belly out, I want everyone to see just how greedy you can be!”

“Don’t worry, Bobbi,” Tommy sighed, his eyes rolling up into his head. He pushed his gut out with all his might, making them both moan, knowing how enormous it could become. “I won’t let you down. I promise.”