Chapter 11 - new expectations

Mark awoke and found Ilsa next to him. The door had been left open and the fleeting thought of escape left as quickly as it came to him. He admired her belly and laid his eyes on ever inch of her growing curves. He really did find her beautiful and was disappointed he didn't just get to know her. He wondered how many of his past experiments would have just gone with it. Mark was lost in thought when Ilsa woke up.

"Hello handsome." Ilsa said, sweetly for the first time since she had trapped him.

"Hello beautiful, may I kiss you?"

Ilsa nodded and Mark kissed her passionately. They began making out and fondling each other before Ilsa pulled away.

"I'm still very angry you know." She said flatly.

"I know, I'm sorry. Really, I am. I was a horrible person that did horrible things to people who didn't deserve that and now I don't deserve..." Mark said as Ilsa cut him off.

"I don't like groveling. We're here now and you've earned some freedom. Your door won't be locked anymore and you can come out to the main apartment to eat your meals at the table. You're still excused from work but if you want to go back..." Ilsa trailed off as her eyes lowered to Mark's growing belly.

"I don't think that's an option, at least not back to modeling." Mark said with a laugh.

"You're ok with this?" Ilsa asked incredulously.

"Well, at first I wasn't. I was angry too but after a while I realized this was my karma. Like I said, I was a horrible person and did things I shouldn't have. Now, I like being fed and pampered. I don't have to do anything or keep up a ridiculous fitness regime, I can eat whatever and however much I want and I get to have sex with the most beautiful woman I've ever met."

Ilsa blushed and turned away, any feelings of resentment slowly disappearing.

"I have a confession to make. I've been posting our stuffing sessions online. Our faces are blurred or cropped out of all of the shots but it's been getting a lot of traffic and there's a steady stream of income."

"Our? I thought I was the only one stuffing on camera." Mark said with a smirk.

"Well, this" Ilsa said jiggling her belly, "didn't just appear overnight. I've been stuffing just as regularly as you now."

Mark's penis grew hard once more and their bellies growled in near unison.

"I think that means it's time to record another session." Mark said with a sly smile. Ilsa laughed and walked towards the bathroom.

"We need to clean up first, piggy."

"I'm right behind you."