Skinny alex (pt. 1)

Chapter 2

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And so here they were, lying in bed, with Lily poking the slightest hint of belly fat on Alex. It wasn’t even really belly fat – before, he’d been scrawny, but hard. Now, you could feel the skin move a little more, but you couldn’t call it belly fat. He was becoming normally sized now.

“Did I just find fat on your body?” Lily asked.

“It’s not fat.”

“I feel like I’ve struck gold. Look!” She pinched his side again, barely able to grab anything, but still more than she was able to grab before. “Congratulations, Alex – you’re one step closer to having the body of a normal person.”

“Thanks, honey.” Alex felt doubly insulted, as if he’d been called too skinny and too fat all at once.

“Oh, Alex, you know I didn’t mean that. I love your body. It’s sexy, and manly, and it makes me feel so good...” Lily trailed off as the two began making love, sending Alex’s thoughts of insecurity back into dormancy.

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The next morning, Alex woke up to the most delicious smell, and when he came downstairs, he saw a pile of pancakes. Lily was heating maple syrup when she saw him walk in wearing his pajamas.

“Good morning, honey,” she said, kissing him as she walked to the counter to grab a stick of butter. “I figured you’d be hungry after last night.”

Alex wasn’t exactly shocked at the size of the meals – he was used to eating a lot with his seemingly indestructible metabolism.

“Have I mentioned that you’re the best girlfriend ever?” Alex gave her a playful spank and kissed her on the cheek.

“You may have dropped it into conversation at some point.” She practically beamed with smugness at his satisfaction. “I’m using the good maple syrup today, not that corn syrup crap – here, have some.”

She’d been slathering butter all over his breakfast pancakes, and poured so much syrup on them he worried they would become soggy, then set them down in front of him – right next to a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. “Eat up!”

“Honey, there’s no way I can eat all of this,” he said, already shoveling pieces of fatty, sugary pancakes into his mouth. “You must be crazy. – Oh, wow, this is good. Mmm...”

“I’m glad you enjoy it,” said Lily, setting a tall glass of milk in front of him. He didn’t know that she’d bought whole milk from the corner market instead of skim, and so he simply attributed the richer taste and texture to the pancakes he was eating. He ate forkful after forkful, each one more heavy and delicious than the last.

As he got through the stack of pancakes, eggs, and bacon, breathing became harder and harder, and his stomach began to seriously hurt – but the pancakes tasted so good, and Lily cooked so rarely that he wanted to give her some positive reinforcement, as he was getting tired of doing all the cooking or eating cereal and ramen all the time.

When he finished, there was a solitary half of a bacon strip and a pool of syrup left in front of him.

“Ouch, honey, I’m stuffed. That breakfast was so good...”

“Here, let me rub your belly and make you feel better,” said Lily. She placed her hands on his belly and he recoiled, eventually relaxing into her hands. His belly was taut and hard, pushing over the waistband of his 28-inch jeans. She pressed her head against his shoulder as she rubbed his full tummy and felt herself getting wet as he let out a moan of – was it pleasure, or pain? He wasn’t sure, but she had taken her right hand off his belly and had dipped a finger in the syrup.

She took it to his mouth and let him lick the syrup off her finger as she kissed his neck. She dipped again, and he licked her finger, closed his lips on it, tasted the sweetness of syrup mixed with the saltiness of her own skin. His stomach hurt so much – why was he getting so hard?

“Here, honey,” Lily said, helping him up, “you’re so full, you should lie down for a few minutes.” She helped him over to the couch and let him sleep, knowing that their housemates were already at their respective jobs and wouldn’t disturb him. The time in the morning he would have spent getting a head start designing one of his web projects or reading passed by; the time delegated towards his morning run and workout passed by.

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He lay in a peaceful, stuffed slumber as Lily worked her internship, until he was awakened at lunchtime by a heavenly smell. He walked into the kitchen to see Lily pulling brownies out of the oven. On the table was a giant sandwich at one setting, with a salad set down across from it.

“Oh, Alex, don’t touch the salad, that’s my lunch – I forgot to bring food to work today so I just drove here to eat and I figured I could use my forty-five minutes for all they’re worth and make my wonderful guy some lunch.”

“Thank you, honey,” said Alex, still somewhat disoriented both by his lingering fullness and her new behavior. “Brownies and sandwiches for lunch, though?”

Alex sat down and began wolfing down his sandwich. “Honey, I can’t have any dessert tonight – I get such awful munchies when I've been eating too much sugar and I don’t want our budget going towards any high purchases of candy or pizza. That would be ridiculous.”

“No, just sandwiches. And a smoothie – I was waiting until you were awake to start the blender.” She pressed a button and fruits, yogurt – and, unbeknownst to Alex, weight gain powder – were swirling the juice mix she’d prepared (which had been spiked with just a dash of extra sugar).

“The brownies are for tonight.” She walked over to him and nuzzled her mouth to the side of his head as her arms wrapped around his midsection, secretly feeling for any effects. He took a break from his sandwich as she nibbled his ear, her fingers tracing the meeting of his pants with his belly, now slightly less distended. He turned his head to kiss her passionately before she pulled away again.

"Your smoothie is probably done – eat your sandwich so we can have a few minutes together before I go back to work.” She stopped the blender and poured him a smoothie, thinking of the leftover cake she’d be bringing back from the office birthday party today, and of the 5-for-5 pizzas she would order for him to have by the time he was out of it.

She was looking forward to a night of serious pleasure as she thought of his hard stuffed belly filled with fattening calories, and of another body part lower down that would surely be hard as well...

to be continued...