Chapter 11

Hannah soon found herself breathing heavily, with Erin on top of her. Hannah was well aware of how much fatter she had gotten in the last few weeks, but it took Erin's fervent and enthusiastic exploration of Hannah's body to really seal the image in Hannah's mind. Erin was a large, muscular woman, but Hannah easily outweighed her newfound feeder top.

"You're so fucking big and round!" Erin whispered with a fist full of Hannah's left breast.

"I know! I did it for you. Could you tell?" Hannah responded breathily and red-faced.

Erin smiled and moved her attention to Hannah's belly. Grabbing the sides of Hannah's belly, Erin jiggled the yielding fat. "You mean you grew this giant spare tire gut for me?"

"Yeah, do you like it?" Hannah quivered when Erin shook her gut.

"I love it!" Erin exclaimed. "You've done so well getting bigger all by yourself!"

"Imagine how big I'd get with a little help?"

A smirk quickly spread across Erin's face. "Can I stuff you now?"

Hannah returned the smile from her much chubbier face. "Yes please," she pleaded with a small nod that emphasized her burgeoning double chin.

"Your wish is my command," Erin answered with a quick peck and a stroke of Hannah's double chin.

Hannah stoody up heavily and slowly followed her new feeder who had nearly sprinted to the kitchen. Erin was going through her feeder supplies and waffling over the plethora of options she had available. Hannah noticed her consider the heavy cream before setting aside while she still looked.

"Why not the heavy cream?" Hannah asked.

The blush in Erin's face intensified. "Well, it's not the most palatable option. Most feedees don't--"

"I'm not most feedees. I can handle it." Hannah cut her off confidently.

Erin enjoyed this intejection as well, but it also triggered something for the fit feeder. If Erin's smirk was michevious before, it was maniacal now. "I suppose we'll find out." Erin punctuates the point by turning on her (rather large) blender. To their mutual delight, Erin had poured a large amount of heavy cream into the highly caloric shake she was mixing for Hannah.

"Come here, big girl." Erin called.

Hannah more than willingly obliged. She had had similar shakes before, but probably none quite as large or as fattening as this one. And certainly she had never had a shake made for her.

"Open up." Erin looked lovingly into Hannah watery and expecting eyes. Carefully bringing the blender pitcher to Hannah's lips, Erin watched as Hannah closed her eyes and began taking in large gulps of the huge gainer shake.

With each sip, Hannah could feel the cool, creamy liquid flow down her esophagus and the swell inside her already decently bloated stomach.

"You're going to get so much bigger under my care," Erin whispered. Hannah immediately started drinking faster again. She could hardly imagine how she could possibly gain weight faster than she was already was, but the implication was too exciting to even process entirely.

"All done," Hannah moaned after struggling to finish of the last of the nearly gallon-sized picher.

"Nobody has ever drank that much for me their first time," Erin said in total amazement.

"I guess you'll just have to --- urrrrrp! --- up your game then," Hannah belched.

"That I will," Erin agreed with a beaming smile. "Might have to start figuring out a new plan for your wardrobe too," she added.