Chapter 2 the beggining of for ever after...

Its truly odd that her belly seems to be the only part of her gaining fast, her arms and lest have gotten wider but her belly and butt seem to be getting most out of my meals, but its sexier anyway.

I wake her up, made her all of her favourite pasta dinners, she shoots me an angry look, I hope she’s not dieting again!

You forgot dessert! She points out to me, and goes back to sleep, so I go back and get cake from the fridge and drown it in chocolate syrup and whipped cream, and go back to her.

Better, she says; starting to dig in, mhm ravioli, she savours every bite, moaning with every bite, finishing her first course, sipping her cola and reaching for the next meal, a batch of lasagne, her belly is rounder already, I cant help but rubbing it while she stretches it out with my homemade Italian feast, cant believe how much she’s devoured.

I reach for the pasta now that I finished the lasagne, I sip on my coke quietly, starting to eat, moaning, it feels so good, it tastes like heaven, there’s no way I’m going to be able to stop now. I look down my t-shirt is already riding up to my belly button and my boyfriend is rubbing my sore belly, time for a break…

We have sex for a while, till she has space for the last courses, then I keep fucking her while I feed here homemade Italian pizza and breadsticks.

After big orgasm we take a break from sex, I finish what it left of the pizza and he feeds my the dessert, I’m too full, but it tastes too good to say no, I look like I’m pregnant with triplets, my tights and arms still normal sized, that’ll change, I’m going to be a fatso, already on my way, giant gutted and truly loving it, never felt so sexy in my whole life.

She truly looks like a goddess, her t-shirt ridden up to her boobs and the seams on her underwear giving up, I rip the t-shirt of her and fuck her as hard as I dare with her belly so full, we go on all night, cant wait to give her birthday present to her, it’s a special made dress to wear to her parents, as they don’t know she’ been gaining weight.

The dress is custom made to form a firm bowl shape out of the jiggly gut of hers so we can lie she’s pregnant, but the butt is another story, but who doesn’t gain weight while pregnant anyway….

I love the dress, but I’ve already told my parents I’ve gotten fat, they think it’s a sign of a happy relationship anyway, but the dress is super sexy….i know we’ll get a good use out of it till it rips of my body….

My parents are concerned about how much I’ve gained, I lie and tell them I’ve got a gym membership and am already loosing pounds…yeah, while they are here….I could be stuffing my self…urhg….

Week later and her parents fly back home, she’s lost some weight but we’ll fix that in no time.

We both take a week of, it’s the fist time we do this long stuffing session, deciding on the rules was simple, she must always be stuffed to her max, at all times she must snack, my part…I must feed her till she cries for me to stop and I must feed her while we fuck, I must rub her belly when asked for and I must obey her almost completely, the only exception is if her command breaks any rules above.

The feeding week has begun, I’ve never been so utterly stuffed so long, and I am enjoying my self, my legs seem to be finally packing on some lovely jiggly fat, and my arms are definitely softer…..

As she sits down I see her belly perfectly round after the week although empty know I want to be with her always, no matter how big she may get, so I pop the question.

Yes yes yes, YES, I cant belief my luck, the man of my dreams, my one big love, I former boyfriend is now my fiancée, I suggest we celebrate by going out to dinner…