Date Night

Chapter 1

After doing her long auburn hair a different way for the third time, she settled right back to wearing it down and straight. It never worked to try fancy new things. Next she put on the little makeup she wore for special occasions, mascara and blush, that’s how he like it. Noticing the time that had passed she hurried across the bedroom to the clothes hanging, he would be home soon and she needed to be ready.

The clothes had been carefully chosen that morning by him, hung on the door and there was no arguing. He had told her before leaving for work that he would be home for date night at 6pm and he expected to see his good girl dressed and ready for a special treat. Kissing her passionately while his hands moved across her tummy, she was already excited for what lay ahead. Then he left, leaving her sleepy and turned on, counting the hours until his return. His texts during the day had continued to build her excitement. Making sure she found the snacks he had left on the bench. Telling her how hard he was thinking of her laying around filling herself up for him.

Standing in front of the full length mirror she forced down the tight, black material. Pulling it inch by inch she noticed how much smaller the dress felt since the last time she wore it. Hardly getting it over her swollen stomach it now looking shorter as it gripped to her wide thighs. Of course the dress hadn’t gotten smaller, it was her body that had ballooned. She had become so used to the increasing waist line over the last year, it wasn’t as obvious anymore. She started to enjoy the extra snacks he had introduced and the bigger portions he dished out for his good girl. He had began slowly, chocolates for celebrating, take away for Friday nights, her favourite sweets for movies but now it was everyday he bought treats and cooked large meals to feed up his good obedient girl.

Thinking of the slightly chubby, shy girl she used to be, that could hide behind the right fit of clothes but always felt so big around her skinny friends, it felt like so long ago. She remembered hating her body, pulling on her clothes to cover her small rolls and complaining how things looked too tight. That’s when he began to confess how much he liked it and slowly convinced her to give him more. Playing on her enjoyment of being submissive he grew in confidence as she grew in size. Now he had taught her to love it all, use it to add to the pleasure and be confident to show it off for him. She looked at herself in the mirror and she could see what he had done to her body but she didn’t mind. She couldn’t believe that the extra 60 pound he had added to her frame could please him so much. It made her both nervous and excited to see how much more he would add. She smiled to herself in the dress now two sizes too small, so excited to show him and see how pleased he will be.

Adding a touch of lipstick to finish the look she heard the door open and the keys drop onto the small hall table. She was ready just in time for him and she could hardly wait for the night he had in mind. It was time to play.