Chapter 2

It was hard to ponder while Daisy was riding him like she was at the Kentucky derby, but once they each reached a euphoric climax Chris again considered it. Her butt had grown fuller, her breasts plumper as well. When she turned around and sent him a sexy pleasured smile, he got a good look of her gut. Daisy’s once imposing abs had been covered by a roll of outwardly protruding pudge. It was probably between 15 and 25 pounds, but it was obvious Daisy had filled out a little bit since their anniversary in the spring. It was a wonder he hadn’t realized it until now.


“That was awesome! You were sooo hard. I love the way my butt feels bouncing against your gut.” Daisy explained practically jumping into her man’s arms for cuddles.


“You said it.” Chris nodded catching his breath, as he wrapped his husky arms around his darling lover and squeezed. She certainly felt softer than before…


Twenty minutes later, the boyfriend and girlfriend had cleaned themselves up and gotten back into their respective swimsuits. The party outside was a fun one. There was plenty to eat, and plenty to do. Chris kept busy by dipping in the pool when he got too hot and sitting with Daisy’s grandparents to play an array of card games. Daisy mainly stayed near the food. Throughout the day she transitioned between nursing a glass of wine, tanning, and delivering plates of barbeque to her beefy boyfriend. Although, Chris could tell that on this day, Daisy was eating more than her fair share as well.



By his count, by the time the sun had set, Daisy had consumed a large double burger, two hot dogs, a ton of chips, a plate of potato salad, grilled chicken, and a few brownies for dessert. It was about the same amount that Chris consumed, but for Chris this wasn’t anything special, for Daisy, well, the girl looked bloated beyond belief by the end of the day. So much so that Chris couldn’t resist commenting on it later that night when the family was relaxing inside. Daisy had snuck off to the kitchen and Chris decided to follow her.


Spying her warming a plate of food in the microwave, Chris teased, “Better slow down babe, or you’re gonna give me a run for my money in the belly department. What is that? Your fourth plate?”


“Fifth.” Daisy blushed, as she admitted the truth and rested her hand upon her bloated midsection, “but I’ve got a long way to go before my belly remotely resembles yours. Fatty.”


“You’re right about that.” Chris sighed, while he rested his hands upon his belly and jiggled it to get Daisy’s attention.


“Hmm, I can’t get over how good you look. I’ve been horny all day.” Daisy said with her signature smile.


“The speedo really does it for you huh?” Chris concluded, striking a silly pose as if he was in Baywatch.


“It does.” Daisy blushed, as she took a few steps closer to her man and rubbed his belly with both her hands, “It looks like you’ve put on a few pounds since moving in together.”


“I don’t think I’m the only one.” Chris countered, as his hands went to cradle Daisy’s little potbelly.


“Well, it’s easy to gain a few pounds this time of year, don’t you think?” Daisy dismissive shrugged off Chris’s accusation.


“It certainly is.” Chris nodded, as he processed what he was hearing. It appeared Daisy wasn’t completely unaware of her gains, but she did seem to be in denial about it. Feeling a grumble from his own stomach, Chris added, “You going to eat all that?”


“All what?” Daisy wondered; her mind fully engrossed by playing with her boyfriend’s belly.


In response, Chris simply pointed to the food Daisy was heating up in the microwave.


“Oh that. I’d love to share with you.” Daisy smiled, while Chris decided not to press the issue of Daisy’s weight further. She’d gained a few pounds these last few months, but in his eyes, she’d never looked better. In fact, he felt she’d look even better if she kept filling out.


“You wanna feed it to me in the hot tub?” Chris offered, as Daisy’s face immediately lit up.


“You bet I do.” Daisy squealed with excitement.


“Alright, but only if you let me feed you half.” Chris schemed, thinking it would be fun to turn the tables on his dominant lover for a change.


Daisy didn’t immediately respond. At first, she looked taken aback by his demand; however, after a moment, her smile returned, and she replied, “Okay. Just this once. Just to see how it feels.”


“Deal.”


…

2 years later…

…


After spending nearly an hour driving through traffic across town, Chris and Daisy finally made it to their destination. However, there was a problem, there was no parking near the restaurant. After finding a spot about a block away, the newly married couple slowly walked down the sidewalk of the relatively quiet neighborhood.


Daisy’s mind was on the lovely food they were about to consume, but Chris’s mind was on something else, Daisy’s precipitous weight gain. A night out on the town such as this often-made Chris reflect on what had befallen his lovely wife both before and after they’d spoken their respective vows.


Above anything else, weight gain had always turned Daisy on to the greatest of extremes. Once his own weight had plateaued around 350lbs two years ago, Daisy’s weight started to slowly, but surely catch up. It was like her fascination with fattening him up had shifted somehow to her own body.


Weighing roughly the same as he did, Daisy had gained roughly 170lbs in two years, doubling her weight. Many a man would probably be devastated by such a change, but for Chris, he saw it as a natural evolution of their relationship. Once he’d grown too large for active activities, he and Daisy both adopted sedentary ones. After she’d gotten him to embrace poor eating habits, she’d soon joined him. Once she’d trained him to be an obedient feedee, Daisy soon followed suit as well.


In retrospect, it was only a matter of time before Daisy blew up along with him. But as they say, hindsight is 20/20.


Pausing for a moment for Daisy to stop and take off her heels, Chris found it attractive how difficult it was for his sumo sized wife to touch her toes. Her fattened hourglass frame had sprouted a belly on par with his own. She’d grown such a greedy gut that now she was struggling to take off her heels just so she could hurry to her next meal faster.


“Someone is hungry, huh?” Chris teased, while offering his wife a hand to help her back upward.


“Oh yeah. Starving.” Daisy smiled, as she took her husband’s hand, managed to stabilize herself upright again, and resumed walking barefoot at a much faster pace than before.


Struggling to keep up, Chris somehow managed to outpace his wife’s longer strides and make it to the restaurant moments before she did. Such a feat would have been impossible to imagine before Daisy had packed on enough weight to level the playing field.


Out of breath from their quick walk, husband and wife were seated soon after arriving at the restaurant. To Chris’s eyes Daisy looked positively divine in her tight-fitting black cocktail dress. Her cleavage was unmatched by anyone in the establishment, and neither was her big girthy butt. Sitting down, thanks to her big cushy behind, Daisy appeared even taller than her husband than she did when they were standing side by side.


“When did I get so out of shape?” Daisy sighed after she let out a rather big breath of air.


“Around the time you started to fall into the same gluttonous routines you forced on me.” Chris chuckled knowing he was right, “You love spoiling yourself almost as much as you love spoiling me. Admit it.”


“I do. You’re right, but it’s crazy how quickly I’m chubbing up, everything is starting to feel different, it’s so wild.” Daisy exclaimed, as she planted her elbows on the table and rested her beautiful double chin on the palm of her hands.


“How do you mean?” Chris wondered, while he studied his wife’s fuller face lovingly.


“I’m not just taking about physical stuff. Obviously being bigger is going to feel different. What I mean is… I don’t know. You’ve been such a good piggy for me, growing with every bite I ever fed you. I’ve seen you enjoy being fed, and growing so much, that I don’t know, I guess I wanted to get in on some of that enjoyment too, and now look at me. I’ve lost control, just like you. I’m addicted. I loved feeding my piggy so much that I became a piggy myself, and I love it. I liked being in control, but I think I might like being out of control even more…” Daisy mannaged to conclude looking embarrased, as she spoke.


“What are you saying?” Chris wanted to clarify.


“I think I enjoy being out of control, like in the bedroom, with food and my weight. I think I like it more than being in control of you in the bedroom.” Daisy managed to articulate somewhat reluctantly, “If I wanted to go full on feedee from now on. Do you think you could handle that? Would you miss being my feedee?”


“For you? I could handle anything. Especially being your feeder full-time. But. You know, it doesn’t have to be one or the other. You can have it both ways. You’re always allowed to change your mind.” Chris explained, as sincerely as he could.


“Alright then. Just this once. You be 100% in charge and we’ll go from there. Deal?” Daisy smiled, while she held out her hand for her husband to shake.


“Deal.” Chris nodded, as he grabbed his wife’s hand and shook.


At 350 some pounds, his wife still had a darn firm handshake. He wondered how strong it would be when she was 500lbs…