Chapter 3

The two pigs - as now they called themselves - continued to fatten before Thanksgiving. Cici suggested the add heavy drinking to their diet to spur faster gains. They fucked constantly and pointed out new rolls and fatty bits on each other. Cici played with Jake’s growing man boobs and he poked the start of her growing back fat.

“Remember, my family is super fit and loves to exercise, we come early to the trough - eat till we cannot move - and are the last to leave the table,” instructed Cici, “Wear tight clothes!”

The drive to CiCi’s parents was about 3 hours and they stopped at McDonalds on the way. “My God Cici you are getting so fat!” Said Jake smiling as she pinched his saggy moob. “Look at yourself fatty.”, was her retort.

Upon arrival at the house the family was coming back from the 5k Turkey Trot road race. The two piggies waddled up to the door and were met with glances and comments.

“Wow sis I guess the freshman 15 is the freshman 50!” And from her Mom, “Oh my God Cici what have you done to your figure?”

Cici was calm and cool with her response, “Jake and I are mutual gaining, we like to be fat and are going to get much bigger together.” A chill came over the festivities.

Dinner began and the piggies gorged non stop. Her mother had to leave the table after watching Cici down here 4th portion of high calorie stuffing covered in gravy. There were 4 pies and the piggies each had one themselves.

They then laid on the sofa together each up 5 pounds.

Upon returning to college they realized that nothing in their closets fit. Monday would be size up shopping day. CiCi’s double chin had grown and her thighs now constantly rubbed together. Her ass was feeling much heavier. “Babe we are getting so huge, together, this is the best!”, exclaimed Cici. Jake added, “Being with you and getting fatter is like Heaven.”

The rest of the Thanksgiving weekend was spent with Cici riding cowboy style on Jake’s throbbing cock while she played with his moobs and beer gut. And he kissed and fondled her growing sack of gooey belly fat, followed by gorging on ice cream. “I love your fat flabby gut baby,” he said. “Make me bigger, honey, make me the fattest girl ever. Make me so I can’t fucking move,” and she gasped between his powerful strokes.

The scale numbers were climbing.