Lucky Fortune

Chapter 1

Lily and I sat at the Happy Buddha Buffet. The couple had been dating for roughly a year. Lily was svelte and petite. Her brown hair cascaded over her shoulders. Every moment was elegant and smooth as she picked at the food on her plate eating slowly. I felt so lucky such a beauty had chosen me. I, on the other hand, was not so elegant. I was raised on home cooked meals and worked blue collar jobs all my life. Years of good cooking had fostered a large appetite as well as scoldings of leaving food on a plate. "There's starving kids in Africa," my parents would nag when I took more than I could eat. By the time I met Lily, I was pushing 240 pounds of blue collar man. Never skipping a meal had allowed a dadbod to encase my 6 foot body.

While Lily ate at her plate of rice and sesame chicken, I had piled my plate high with egg rolls, crab rangoons, chow mein, and orange chicken. I dug in with my usual gusto as my stomach rumbled from the day of work. Soon my fork scraped the bottom of the plate and I was off to load up again. Buffets always made money off of Lily so I made it my challenge every time to make sure we got our money's worth. Lily had gotten through an extra half plate to finish up while I packed in the last of plate number four. My gut felt tight as it worked to digest the plates of food. I leaned back in my chair and gently rubbed the sides of my stomach. A soft burp escaped as my stomach protested the idea of dessert. However, the Chinese donuts called me back to my feet to grab a couple. My stomach and brain fought over eating them but like usual my appetite won out. The donuts were still warm and soft, melting in my mouth as I ate them. I had no room left in my stomach but yet they tasted so good. Lily signaled for the waiter to bring the check while I sat back stuffed with my hands on my gut. Lily smiled as I tried to hold down burps from the feast. After paying the bill, we opened our fortune cookies. We ripped open our cookies and looked at our fortunes. Snacking on mine, Lily looked up and asked, "Evan what does your fortune say?" I hadn't looked at it yet but read it aloud.

You hunger to be bigger in your life. We both looked at each other with confused faces trying to decipher what they could mean. "Lily what's yours?" I asked giving up on figuring out what mine meant. Lily unfolded the strip of paper and read...

Your love will grow in size for those nearest to you. "These are interesting fortunes, wonder who even makes them," laughed Lily after reading hers out. Without further thought, she put them in her purse and we headed out to the truck. Walking out of the buffet, I felt a strange sensation build in my gut that caused me to stop. Lily took an additional step and turned to look at me, trying to figure out why I stopped. "Probably just some gas from overdoing it in there," I said gesturing back to the restaurant and slapping my taut gut. Lily laughed, her eyes lingering on my gut more than they usually do. There was something in her eye that told me maybe I was about to get lucky tonight.

We cruised down the main drag towards our little house. We had a little place out in the country that wasn't much but it was enough for us. A small farmhouse and a few outbuildings. The lights of main street passing by. My stomach rumbled as the restaurant signs passed by. Despite packing myself full at the buffet, my stomach craved more. On the edge of downtown sat the Dairy Castle. From the outside it looked like any summer only ice cream stand. The siding was partly rotten and the signs hadn't been updated in decades. But the ice cream treats they made were divine. It was always difficult to avoid stopping on a hot summer day. Lily was the first to make the suggestion to stop. I don't know if she heard my stomach rumble or what, but I put up little protest. I pulled the truck into the gravel parking lot. Lily hopped out and ordered while I sat in the pickup. I was shocked when she brought back two large flurries. "Don't you think that might be a bit much for the both of us," I said to Lily as she opened up the truck door. "I just looked so delicious, I couldn't resit the temptation" My brain and gut tingled as I forgot how full I was. The first spoonful of thick ice cream mixed with topping made my mouth salivate for more. Spoonful after spoonful made its way down my throat as I became almost robotic. Before I even knew it, I was scrapping the bottom of the cup. Looking over to Lily, she had made a small dent in hers. She looked at me and then down at her cup, "Maybe my eyes were bigger than my stomach after all, you should try this new flavor though, it's so good!" I barely had time to respond before a spoon approach my mouth like an airplane for a toddler. "Mmmm, that is good," I said. But I didn't realize another spoonful was headed my way. I tried to resist but something in my brain kept me from stopping. Each spoonful was more laborious to swallow than the last one, but I persisted through. Lily coaxed me on while caressing my taut gut. Eventually, the remainder of her ice cream had been painstakingly packed into my gut.

Finally we reached our farmhouse. Sauntering in and making my way to the recliner. I had burped the entire way home while fending off the impending food coma.

The smell of bacon and fried potatoes filled the house. I stretched to realize the hold that sleep had had on me. I had passed out on the recliner and never even made it to the bedroom. "Good morning sleepy head!" called out Lily from the kitchen, "I made your favorite for breakfast." The bloat in my gut had decreased as my body had worked to digest the massive feast from the night before. Little did I know that the feeling of being bloated would become normal. Learning nothing from the night before, I dug in with gusto as the bacon and potatoes hit my plate. Lily sat and snacked at a yogurt while I shoveled in the greasy breakfast. "I packed your lunch already, my hard working man. I don't want you to waste away at work!" I grabbed the lunch bag after getting ready for work. Loading my stuff into my truck for the day. There was a significant heft to the lunch bag that caught me off guard.

Work was uneventful but soon my stomach growled for lunch. I sat waiting to unload my semi at elevator as opened the bag that Lily had packed for me. It was truly packed, snacks and snacks with what seemed like a five course meal. Supper after work was another huge meal that Lily had cooked up. She again picked at a small salad while I dug into the spaghetti dinner she had made. Whenever my plate began to empty, she would refill it. As my gut was packed more and more, she noticed me slowing down from the feast. She saddled up next to me and begin lifting forkful into my mouth. Lily placed the last of the spaghetti in my mouth as I chewed and forced it down. I sat there hands on my belly, leaning back, trying to massage the pain away while she cleaned up.

Finally, I mistered up the strength to crash on the couch and put on a movie. Lily cuddled up after finishing cleaning. She massaged all over my body, especially focusing on my taut belly and blossoming man boobs while grazing my growing love handles as she moved her hands. Halfway through the movie, she got up. "I'm gonna grab some ice cream, do you want some?" she said as I barely moved. I felt full still but the same sensation at the buffet came over me. "Yea, if you're making some." Lily rummaged around in the kitchen before coming back into the living room. She carried two bowls, a small one with a scoop of ice cream and a large one heaping with ice cream and toppings. My eyes locked in on the large one knowing full well which one was for me. By the end of the night, I had melted ice cream stuck in my beard as I drifted to sleep.

Months passed the same as the last few days had. Lily had bought various cookbooks to try out. None of them ever seemed to be low calorie or health based. She had become possessed in the kitchen, trying different recipes and stuffing them into me whenever she got the chance. Trucking allowed me to sit and eat while getting paid. The lack of exercise meaning all those extra snacks stayed with me. Slowly the bloats faded into flab as the excessive calories found a home on my body. My shirts had gotten tighter and tighter, leaving little to the imagination. My belly jiggling slightly as I moved. Reaching up to grab things left my belly exposed. Lily was always quick to grab at it and jiggle it.

Climbing into my truck, my belly had begun to cover my belt. I loaded up my lunchbox of snacks that Lily had packed for me like any other day. My gut was bloated from breakfast, my jeans were tight and the pearl snaps on my shirt held, but the fabric was taut against my paunch. I had crested 300 pounds and got an additional favor from Lily for the milestone. Part of my brain tried to pump the breaks. It wasn't right that I had gained 60 pounds. The electric impulse went through my brain and those thoughts quickly passed. My thoughts turned to my belly and eating. The idea of have to lift and move my belly to complete extracurriculars with Lily flooded my brain.

My truck roared to life as I turned in the key in the ignition. Harvest was in full swing and my week was filled with running trucks from fields to elevators. Most of my days were spent sitting in the truck waiting in line or for loads. My hands were constantly busy, pushing another treat down my gullet. I spent the weeks of harvest in a constant bloat. Liters of pop washed down with boxes of goodies and party sized bags of chips, just to come home to a huge creamy supper Lily had prepared. I was living like a king. It was no surprise that by the end of harvest, I had packed on another 25 pounds.

It seemed like every pound I gained, Lily was more attentive to my needs. However, having a beautiful woman cater to your needs and pamper you is something you never say no to. I could come home from work, kicked off my boots, and recline in the living room with a snack while Lily worked in the kitchen. I could go work out in the barns but Lily would. always have an ice cold beverage and a huge snack for me to take with.

I came home one day to Lily looking at something on the kitchen table. It was the fortunes from the Happy Buddha Buffet. "Evan I feel like something is connected to these fortunes," she said not breaking focus. "You've put on 90 pounds since we were last there, it hasn't even been a year," she continued. "I think we should go back and see if something changes," she looked at me. Her eyes drinking in my sweat glistening body.

We pulled into the parking of the buffet. My belly with a slight jiggle showing throw my tight shirt. Neither of us had gone to the store to upgrade my wardrobe as the weight just found its way onto my body. I felt the extra 90 pounds on my body as we walked through the restaurant. My size accentuated by Lily petite frame. Her 120 pound looked extra skinny compared to my 330 pound frame. Lily elected for a table luckily as booths were slowly getting more cramped for my growing lard. My stomach let out a growl as we sat ordering our drinks.

I had the explosiveness of an NFL lineman as I got up to go to the buffet. The smells made me so hungry and my appetite had everything looking good. I grabbed one warm plate from the end of the buffet, adding egg rolls, crab rangoons, potstickers, and dumplings. I set my plate on the table and went back piling two plates with every type of meat and noodles. Some people had glanced at me while I piled food onto the plates with my shirt too tight. I was blissfully unaware the bottom of my belly was hanging out. Back at the table, Lily took her usual role in a meal. She ate like a bird at her singular plate while I stuffed mouthful after mouthful with reckless abandon. Splatters of food get caught on my shirt. Plate number three had been stuffed away by the time Lily had finished her first plate. I got up to get more food as I was still hungry. To my surprise Lily also got up to get more. Round two consisted of three more plates piled high. I dug in with the same gusto as I did with plate one. The flavors of the food, dancing across my taste buds, driving my brain and stomach to want more.

My shirt had gather more stains as supper progressed. I rub my gut unconsciously, not noticing how my shirt had begun to raise up my gut. Lily's additional plate hadn't been extremely full but she finished her plate as I ate away at plate number eight. My gut finally packed. The months of constant snacking and bloat had done wonders to expand my stomach capacity. The waitress brought the bill over, clearing the stack of plates, and leaving the fortune cookies. Both of us looked at the fortune cookies with curiosity. It was time to put Lily's hypothesis to the test.

I reached for one, cracking it open and quickly swallowing the sweet cookie. I read the fortune. The universe will provide you gifts, be wise to follow your desires, you will grow to new levels. As I read it out loud, Lily studied the words carefully. She looked at me in my stuffed state. "Are you stuffed?" she asked. I nodded as I rubbed growing taut gut. Without saying anything, she got up and went to the buffet. Returning with a plate heaping with food. There was no way she could eat all of it. She took a couple nibbles at the fried foods and then pushed it towards the center of the table. "I'm full, why don't you finish it up!" I felt something happen in my brain, almost like a haze of electrical impulses work through my body as I grabbed and the plate and starting stuffing myself fuller with the food. Lily watched in awe as I ate away, she got up and got another plate. Repeating a little nibble of fried doughnuts then asking me to finish it. Again my body went into autopilot, stuffing doughnut after doughnut into my over packed stomach. I leaned back, my belly aching from the over consumption. She fiddled at her fortune cookie, before looking at me saying, "here, I think you want this." Again my stomach overpowered every other sense, grabbing the cookie and adding it to the feast. She read the fortune that had just become mine. This fortune was more straightforward. A hog deserves to be fat.Its handler takes joy in its growth. "That one is pretty clear to me. Looks like both of our inner fantasies are about to be filled," Lily said with a smirk, a lustful look at my hog-like state.

On the way home, we stopped for ice cream at Dairy Castle. Part of me know I was in trouble as we approached, the other part was ecstatic and craving a cold treat. "You look like you want some ice cream, don't you Evan?" My gut betrayed any part of me that wanted to say no. It growled loudly and I let our a massive burp making room. Lily played me like a fiddle at the counter. "You want a large flurry right Evan?" She worded things in a way that the fortune would override whatever will or resistance I may have. "And a large shake as well, right?" Before I knew it, I was double fisting two high calorie dairy treats as she drove home.