Chapter 3 - first date

Ilsa had been working for a few months now. She enjoyed the people she worked with and was able to use her expertise to make the models look perfect for their shots.

She had learned the name of the mystery man she ran into and he had been after her for a date for about 3 weeks now. She admired his physical beauty but he was just not her type. They worked together often as he was one of the most popular models and he would bring her a coffee or treat every chance he'd get. She couldn't decline them but at first, they'd go untouched and get dumped or eaten by one of the other staff. The guilt of the coffee being wasted and not being able to properly thank Mark eventually caught up with her and she had to tell him. He offered that going out to dinner would make up for it so she agreed.

Mark took Ilsa to a popular Italian restaurant near his apartment. They drank red wine and a few appetizers before diving into a pleasant conversation. They had a lot in common which (along with the wine) helped Ilsa relax.

"Maybe he and I could try and date or something. Most guys gain relationship weight, right? That might..." she thought after having half of the bottle to herself that night.

Mark ordered more wine as their entrees arrived and Ilsa found herself eating more than her fair share of everything on the table, but she didn't care. She'd had almost an entire bottle of wine in her at that point. Matt didn't say anything and just smiled as she finished off her plate, the appetizers, and the rest of the wine. She had worn a relatively forgiving dress but she was noticeably stuffed.

"Do you want dessert?" Mark asked with a smile.

"Mmmmm actually yes, please. They have a delicious tiramisu."

Mark ordered two tiramisu and watched as Ilsa ate hers and "helped" him with his.

"I knew I was right." He thought "She's perfect."

Mark paid the bill and helped Ilsa to the car. He drove them back to his apartment and she began stripping down as soon as she got in and passed out on his couch. Her bloated belly was firm but small and her panties dug ever so slightly into it. She was still tiny by all means but Mark couldn't help but imagine her at twice her size. He covered her with a blanket and went to bed.