Chapter 4 - Pink Dress and Wall Test

Jordan peered out the curtains as Andrew drove up gravel driveway. As Andrew put the car in park Jordan quickly dragged the curtains in front of her to obscure his view of his surprise. Ignorant of what awaited him Andrew slowly walked to front door with his lunch box tucked under his arm and water jug in hand as he twirled his keys around his pointer finger. As he approached the door Jordan could hear Andrew’s whistling as he unlocked the door; she struck a seductive pose put her right hand on the wall and her left hand on her pudgy hip. As the door swayed open the whistling stopped as Andrews eyes widened. All that could leave his lips was a soft muddled, “Wow.”

Jordan giggled at the awestruck response as she took her hand off the wall and walked over slowly rubbing her taunt belly with her left hand as she purchased a few loose stands of her flowing brown hair out of her face as she purred, “So how was your day, Honey?” Andrew stammered as he tried to place his lunch box and water bottle down without dropping them, “Not as good as thought it would be.” Jordan replied, “Sorry to hear that.” Andrew spouted off in reply gesturing to Jordan’s skintight outfit, “Oh it was good, but I wasn’t expecting this.” Jordan gave a devilish grin as she replied, “Well I tried to unpack a bit, but then I got a little distracted.” Andrew embraced Jordan and replied looking down at his gorgeous feedee and replied, “I’m glad to see unpacking means you place the boxes by the basement door, and you try on way too tight outfits.” Jordan playfully replied, “You know it Drew.” Andrew shifted his arms down Jordans back feeling the taunt elastic dress designed for a slender fit dance student feeling the bulges of new fat around her lower backs to her widening hips.

Jordan cooed, “Like what you feel?” Andrew replied swiftly, “I enjoy every ounce babe.” The two stood there for a moment before Drew took a step back to again fully appreciate how big and soft Jordan was becoming. Jordan then broke the silence with a witty remark, “Inspecting the damage you have inflicted over the years to my once only slightly chubby figure?” Andrew replied, “Not only that babe, but something else.” She retorted, “What?” A grin grew on Drew’s face as he said, “Ever hear of the ‘Wall test’?” Jordan tilted her head as she replied, “Never heard of it, but if it has you giving me that look it has to be good.” Andrew leaned in and sly whispered, “Give me a minute to get everything together.” Jordan couldn’t help but crack a smile and say, “Go for it.”

Andrew kicked his shoes off toward the door and scrambled for his camera like a giddy puppy dog. Jordan giggled as he returned with his camera and stated, “The ‘Wall test’ goes something like this, you face the wall standing straight up and walk into the wall slowly. The first thing to reach the wall determines if you pass or fail the test. If it’s your feet, or your feet and belly it’s a failure. If it’s your belly you pass.” Jordan playfully grinned and cupped both her boobs and replied, “And if my tits touch the wall before my feet or belly do they pass?” Drew playfully replied, “Well the original wall test never specified, but I think we can make an exception.” After both laughing for a moment she replied, “What ever you say honey. You’re the one coming up with the rules and making me as fat as you wish.” As she finished that statement Jordan slowly approached the wall until the tip of her toes touched the wall. Jordan pouted as she tilted her head to Andrew to see him taking pictures and said, “I can’t believe I failed. It must be because of this dress holding my belly and boobs back.” Andrew replied reassuringly, “Hey its only day 2 of living with me. I hope you enjoy your view of your toes now because when I’m threw with you the only time you will see them is in wall test pictures.” A wave of excitement radiated through Jordan at the thought of what Andrew just said.