Chapter 11. Revelations

When I re-entered the bedroom, Kelsey's eyes widened when she saw what I was holding.

"For me? All of it?" Her question was just a charade. We both knew the answer.

"For you. And all of you, is for me." My gaze raked over her appreciatively. The offending shorts were on the floor, tossed to the side carelessly. She had changed into a set of minty green lingerie I had never seen before and was reclined on her bed with the air of a spoiled princess waiting to be served. Her mesh top left little to the imagination, rewarding my survey with a generous helping of underboob. The bottom - I did a double take. Oh, how interesting. What I had initially thought was a two-piece, I realized quickly was a bodysuit. A bodysuit with a large round cut-out that emphasized the big belly spilling out of it: a sturdy blob of fat that hadn't been there mere months ago.

"Good choice," I praised, "there's plenty of room for you to eat comfortably."

I set the jumbo-sized cheesecake down on the bedside table and pounced on my porky lover. Her eyes were locked on the cheesecake, glimmering with greed and anticipation.

"And of course, this cute little outfit of yours provides me with easy access to your massive gut." I gave her belly a slap, briefly mesmerized by how it wobbled. Kelsey let out a moan, her eyes locking back on mine.

"Oh, is someone feeling horny?" I cooed.

"I'm feeling more hungry than horny," she announced, "but if you feed me first I might let you fuck me later."

"As you wish," I presented her with the cheesecake.

"You're crazy if you think I'm touching that with my nails," she wrinkled her nose, "I just got these girls done. You'll have to feed me."

She didn't need to tell me twice. I dug into the cheesecake with my hands, collecting handfuls of cheesy cream, strawberries, and syrup. She daintily ate out of my palms.

"Tell me how fucking fat I am," she commanded, "growing a belly this size takes a lot of eating. I've been bending over backwards to impress you, and it's time you showed me some appreciation."

"Yes, ma'am." She had trained me well. It only took a moment for me to gather my thoughts.

"Kelsey...when I first saw you, you were a bombshell," I started, "the most eligible bachelorette on the beach. You had a fit, tight, sexy body."

My hands were still full of cheesecake, so I squeezed her belly between my knees.

"So what the fuck is this?" I feigned surprise and brought more cake to her lips. "You're getting so big. Since the beginning of summer you've been eating uncontrollably."

"Food is just too good to say no to," she interrupted haughtily, "it's not my fault there's so much of it available."

"I think what is your fault though," I countered, "is that you're a greedy little glutton." Kelsey encouraged me with a moan, muffled by a mouthful of cheesecake.

"That's right," I doubled down, "you've turned into quite the spoiled little piggy, haven't you?" I paused. "Well, maybe not so little anymore. What the fuck happened to you? You've been blowing up like a blimp."

I squeezed her boobs, not caring anymore about the cream all over my hands.

"Just look at these enormous tits. They've swelled up so much, they almost rival your colossal belly."

I teased a breast out from under her top - easy - and started sucking on it. She groaned in pleasure, closing her eyes. Between licks and kisses, I crammed more cheesecake down her throat with my free hand.

"You're practically a bottomless pit, aren't you? You'll eat anything I tell you to, and you'll enjoy it." She made some mhmms of agreement between swallows.

"Keep going like this, and geographers are going to have to come up with a name for this new mountain," I poked at her belly. It was losing give to it as Kelsey filled up on cake.

"Good girl," I encouraged. She was wolfing down the cake ravenously, knowing I expected her to finish before she could, well...finish.

I continued to tease her as the cake was transported from the platter, into her gaping maw, and finally into her inflating belly. Her stomach probably felt heavy and full by now with all that rich cream packed into it. Her initially soft and squishy belly was stiffening and rounding out as she filled herself up. Still, the over-fed beauty in front of me was whole-heartedly enjoying every bite. She kept up a stream of orgasmic moans as I hand-fed her, rubbed her straining belly, and kissed, licked, and nibbled at her weighty tits and plump neck.

It took some time, but the cake disappeared. Only then did I break out my strap-on. I mounted my beautiful cow of a woman. She lay panting under the weight of her own belly, now stuffed and hard. Curving outwards in a deliciously sexy arc. I entered her and began to ride, gentle and slow at first. She squirmed beneath me, writhing in pleasure.

"You're really asking for it, aren't you?" I sighed. I was so turned on, my own juices were running down my inner thighs. My sexual frustration was peaking, and I was taking it out on my overgrown pig.

"Just you wait," I warned, "you have no idea what you signed up for. You wanted this. You practically begged for it. And now you got it. You got me. I'm going to fatten you up as much as I see fit. You're going to get so much bigger, you'll look back on photos of you now and realize what a stick you were."

Kelsey came, letting out a sound that was half-scream, half pig-like squeal.

"God, I love you," she blurted out. Then she closed her eyes and resumed her moans, succumbing to the waves of pleasure washing over her.

I froze. I wasn't expecting this. But I already knew exactly what I wanted to say. If I was being honest with myself, I'd known for months... it was exhilarating to finally come clean.

"I love you too, Kels."