chapter 3

The weekend arrived and as we had agreed, Kati moved in. While she finished unpacking, I was busy filling puff pastry parcels with rich cheeses and brushing them heavily with butter before baking. Next up was salmon baked in a heavy cream sauce with creamy potatoes, salad with a chunky, rich blue cheese dressing and sourdough bread slathered in garlic butter. For dessert, chocolate cheesecake smothered in whipped cream and shots of Bailey's.
Kati had finished putting her things away and had taken a quick shower. As she padded toward me, with her slightly damp hair tousled and her rounder face smiling at me, showing me dimples that had previously just been a hint but were now quite prominent as her face, I slipped some quick glances at the rest of her. The t-shirt she wore was a bit snug, clinging to her curves as her midsection jiggled up and down. The yoga pants were being stretched to the limit to encompass her growing bum and rounded thighs, and showed her off to perfection.

As we sat down at the table with wine and our appetizers, she said, "I am so excited to have you cook for me every day. It will be a nice change from takeout. I think the pizza and burgers were going to catch up with me soon, and I don't want to get fat." She quickly inhaled one pastry while starting on another as I refilled her glass. More and more wine was had as we polished off dinner, with Kati having two helpings of everything and two pieces of cheesecake.
We moved to the sofa and sat beside one another. I was feeling full, and as I looked at Kati, who was absentmindedly munching on a handful of candied almonds, I could see Kati's belly protruding further than ever, the night's excesses taking their toll. Her shirt had rolled up a bit, and a sliver of tanned flesh pressed forward, rolling over her pants. Kati caught me looking and laughed and said, "I'm a bit full, my tummy is pooching out a bit."
"A bit?" I laughed playfully.
"Oh, you're one to talk," she grinned, poking my belly.
"What?" I realized she was alluding to my own plumping over the last few months. There it was. I was so excited about Kati's fattening that I had overlooked my own. Well, there were signs. The panties that now seemed to be fighting to cover even part of my chubby cheeks, the thighs that rubbed together. And my belly. I was so ashamed of my jiggly belly that I wanted to hide away. Not let anyone see how I was just an insecure girl, overindulging in food to fill that emptiness that was always there unless I was stuffing it with food. Fatty food. My favorite was a bowl of gravy and lots of white bread to dip in it. And wine. That hadn't helped my figure any. Even though I always tried to hide my belly, part of me wanted to wear the tightest shirts I could find, tight shorts, show the world my lack of control, feel publicly humiliated while I also felt sexy with my belly proudly on display. I was so confused.

"Well babe, you're officially chubby now," she said, gently touching my stomach, her hands cupping the dome of my stomach, lightly pinching the newest roll of fat as she leaned in to kiss me.

I felt electrified, my head swimming. i couldn't believe this was finally happening, and the feel of her full body, jiggling softly as she leaned into me. It was more than I ever could have hoped.