Chapter 11

The next morning Mallory’s father made a huge brunch. Piles of biscuits with sausage gravy, scrambled eggs with heavy cream, bacon, sausage and ham. Despite having stuffed themselves the day before, everyone dug into the morning feast. As they closed in on noon, the family once again collectively groaned with stuffed bellies. As Mallory looked at her parents and brothers, she once again wondered if next year she would see a much larger family. After helping to clean up, it was time for Robbie and Mallory to drive back to Atlanta. Mallory’s mother urged them to stay a little longer, since the drive was less than two hours. Mallory made up an excuse about having promised to meet some friends at the park, but the real reason was that she still had whale riding on her mind. She and Robbie had both eaten until they were painfully full, and like the night before she was totally turned on. She couldn’t wait to put Robbie on his back and rub her growing belly against his.

Two hours later, they were home. Robbie carried their bags into the house, and Mallory carried in the leftovers her parents had packed for them. She put the leftovers if the fridge and headed for the bedroom. Robbie was starting to unpack when Mallory came up behind him and put her arms around his substantial belly. She started unbuttoning his shirt and said, “unpacking can damn well wait, big boy. I’ve been wanting to bang you since last night.” She peeled his shirt off, unbuckled his belt and popped the button of his pants. She noted with some excitement that when the button was released his belly pushed his zipper the rest of the way open. Robbie kicked off his shoes, let his pants drop to the floor and stepped out of them. Mallory pulled his shorts down as he tottered to their bed. She had her shirt off by the time she straddled him, and the two of them worked her yoga pants, also very tight, off her. A moment to release a too tight bra and too tight panties and she was ready to mount him. Robbie was just as ready, erect and rigid. She lowered herself onto him and began to rock. “Watching you stuff yourself like that turned me on, babe. Stuffing me turned me on, too.”

Robbie was already approaching climax. “Seeing you eat so much, knowing that you’re getting fatter, I love it, babe. I think we’re both going to get fatter.”

“A lot fatter, lover. A…whole…lot…fatter,” then she couldn’t talk anymore as she was reaching orgasm. It was a good thing that they hadn’t done this the night before because her screams of pleasure would have been heard by the whole family.

After they finished and their breathing had returned to normal, Mallory was cuddled up to Robbie’s 280 pound (maybe a couple more pounds after the last two days) body. “Did you mean what you said, Robbie? That you like me getting fatter?”

“I absolutely meant it, babe. I love this,” as he patted her growing, jiggly butt, “and I’m looking forward to it getting bigger. Along with all the rest of you.”

“Your big belly is like an orgasm machine, Robbie. It hits me just right every time. And,” she breathed as she rubbed his belly, “I want it to be bigger. I wonder how long it’ll take me to get you to 300 pounds.”

“The holidays have started, babe. I’ll bet I can break 300 by Christmas. And I’ll bet you can join the 200 club by then, too.” Mallory hitched herself a little closer to him.

“Mom gave us a lot of leftovers. After a little nap, we should see how much of them we can finish.”

After their nap, they did indeed finish off the leftovers, which left them once again stuffed to the gills. And turned on. After another round of whale riding, they fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Robbie did some leg presses on his home gym. While he loved getting fatter and fatter, he also wanted to keep his mobility. Mallory, for her part, called up Heather to go on their walk. As the two girls walked around their neighborhood, Heather glanced at Mallory’s protruding belly. “I guess you’re enjoying yourself now that Robbie has, well, porked up,” Heather said good-naturedly.

“Girlfriend, we’ve discovered a whole new world. It turns out that both of us get turned on by the same thing. I love getting fat and seeing him get fatter. And he’s the same way. When I eat too much he’s hot and ready.”

“I’ve been feeding Dennis more and it’s starting to show. I’m really enjoying it.”

“Once his belly gets big enough,” Mallory said with grin, “you won’t believe how much better sex will get.”

“Better how?” Heather asked, intrigued.

“Once it’s big enough, it’ll rub your G spot and it’s like nothing you ever felt before.”

“Really?” Heather was excited. “How big was Robbie when it happened for you?”

“He was about 240 pounds when it first happened. Now that he’s over 280, his belly hits it every time. It’s unbelievable.”

“Dennis is around 215 now. I’ve been feeding him more, but we haven’t talked about it. He may suspect that I’m trying to fatten him up, but I’ve never said so. I think it’s time we had that little talk.”

“Go for it, Heather,” Mallory answered. “You’re going to love it.”