Chapter 7

Ryan and Kev had just finished having sex for the second time that day. It was later in the night—around 8PM. Kev was ordering another pizza for Ryan. The worker over the phone stuttered when he heard Kev placed the order. It was the tenth time he had called them in just a few days.

“Why not just throw in an extra pizza so you don’t have to call again in the next three hours,” the man said over the phone. His voice was sarcastic and definitely crossing the line towards passive aggression.

Kev smiled. “Sounds like a great idea, though I don’t think that’ll stop me from ordering again tonight. I have a very very hungry guest with me, as I’m sure you’ve assumed.”

The worker groaned and placed the order. “We already have your card on file. I’ll use the same one to charge the transaction?”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Be there in thirty minutes.”

Click.

Kev looked outside, seeing the vast city of Houston. The city looks quite dystopian. It was just roads and roads, parking lot after parking lot, car after car. If it were’t for the hotel, there probably wouldn’t be any pedestrians out and about. Kev started to lose track of time, until Ryan asked hi a question.

Kev turned over to Ryan. He couldn’t remember what he had asked. He was too distracted when he asked.

Ryan was laying on a surprisingly cleanish bed. The floor around him was littered with boxes of food and takeout. The room reeked of food, so Ryan had asked Kev to open a window, which he did.

Kev inspected Ryan’s body. He had definitely gotten fatter since they left for Austin. Even if he tried to hide his new corpulent body with baggy clothes, you’d still be able to catch the weight gain from his face. That doughy face, the fuller cheeks, the emerging double chin, the slightly thicker neck. It was perfect progress, but they weren’t done yet. Not at all.

“Sorry, big guy, you asked for something?” Kev finally said.

“Yeah,” Ryan said, clearing his throat. “How big are you planning on making me?” He said this with a slight smile. There was no fear behind those words; if anything he was eager to find out. The days of Ryan pretending he cared about his former built physique were long gone. His only goal was to get bigger and bigger, and he knew Kev would help him get there.

“That’s for me to decide and for you to find out,” Kev said, returning a smile.

“Well, can I find out now?”

As Ryan said that, the doorbell rang. Kev looked at his watch. It had been thirty minutes since hecalled. He must’ve beens staring out for a while. Instead of answering Ryan’s question, Kev walked to the door, and he greeted the pizza delivery boy. The delivery boy must’ve caught a whiff of the inside of the room, and he made a face but he tried to hide it. Kev tipped him handsomely, and took the pizzas, closing the door. He returned to Ryan, who hadn’t moved. Kev opened one of the boxes. The aroma of fresh pepperoni pizza wafted throughout the room. He picked up a slice, the cheese stretching far down, and he restated Ryan’s question: “How big am I going to make you?”

He sat beside Ryan with the pizza in his hand, and he began feeding him. Of course, Ryan didn’t protest; he happily ate the slice even though he felt completely stuffed.

“I’m actually not sure, to be honest with you, Ryan,” Kev continued. “I don’t have an exact goal in mind.”

Ryan’s smile waned. That didn’t appear to be the answer he wanted to hear.

Kev’s smile only grew bigger. “What I do know is, I want to make you utterly massive. I want to feed you until all your clothes can’t contain the fat that they’re hiding. And I want to do that again and again and again, until we decide that clothes just aren’t for you anymore. I want to feed you until that’s the only thing that’ll provide you pleasure. No amount of foreplay would get you hard other than me stuffing you until you can barely speak or think. I want to feed you and show the world just how much of a hog you’ve become, Ryan. If that mean I have to double your size, I’m getting you there. If that means I have to triple your size, I’m getting you there. I’m gonna make you into my massive hog, Ryan Cooper. Mark my words.”

Ryan smiled as he ate his next bite of pizza.