chapter 7

*SNAP*
"Well goodbye belt"

Munch, gobble, slurp, chew, munch, gobble.

"2 more double cheese burgers please" "Thanks"

Munch, burp, slurp, munch, gobble, chew.

"Hi"

"Hi"< br>
"My name is Dave..."

Munch, gobble, slurp, munch, chew.

"M'tasha"

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Another day passed where Emily had glutted herself on the sofa. The end another massive meal left Emily's pants not just unbuttoned but off completely, removed right after the cakes but before the pies, when the sheer weight of all the food she'd just glutted herself with had forced then from her waist. In her t-shirt and panties she leaned back and lifted her shirt up, more amazed at how big her stomach had gotten. "It's so big," she marveled, poking it.

It was true, Emily's metabalism seemed to be slowing as she had started growing quicker. Most of Emilys weight rested in her belly, at any given day it was a huge or firmly packed with food. Emilys thighs had widend and rubbed together when she walked. Her ass had grown round and bolbous. Her boobs had expanded and started to sag from the sheer weight.

Emily had weighed in this morning at 170lbs. Most people would say emily was on the heavy end of plump, soon to transform into fat.

"Mike" she hesitated. "I know this might seem weird after everything I just ate, but... could you make me some pancakes? For some reason I'm feeling ravenous, still!"

Mike's jaw dropped. There was no way Emily could still be hungry! And yet then there she was, leaning back in her chair and clutching her stomach with both hands "I dunno, Emily... you've already eaten more tonight then you usually eat in a week!"

Emily frowned. "You know, I'm doing this as a favor for you, remember? You're the one who wanted me to eat all this! All I'm asking for is just a few pancakes. Okay?"

After a moment, Mike nodded reluctantly. "She can't possibly eat more than one or two," he thought.

Six hours later and after several dozen stacks, Emily was finally spending more time groaning and rubbing her massively overfed stomach than eating anymore. Her face and fingers were covered in syrup which she absentmindedly rubbed over her belly as she clutched it. "Oh, thank you Mike, thank you," she said slowly. "Your cooking is so good. Please, just a few more?"

Again, Mike's jaw dropped. "Are you serious? After all that? Besides," she added hastily, "I'm out of batter and it's getting late. We should sleep."

Mike lead Emily into the bedroom once again, Emily was waddling to make sure she did not fall forwards from all of the weight.

"I know you like me fat Mike, so I eat everything I can - I am up to 170 pounds now!" Emily said proudly. Mike squeezed her breastsl and led her to the bed, "You are so beautiful Emily" She then lay back on the bed, and beckoned him "Oh baby I need you hurry!," she said, and spread her chubby thighs and quickly led his rod into her hot wet vagina.

"I'm your piggy Mike, I know you like me fat. I'm getting fat for you!" He would grunt and empty himself inside her.

The next few weeks passed very much like this. Every morning Mike would wake up and come downstairs to find Emily passed out, surrounded by a growing pile of food wrappers, her swollen belly stretched bigger and bigger. Every morning Mike would then go to the grocery store, both to replenish what his girlfriend. The rest of the day he would spend cooking recipes and testing new ones while Emily sat next to him and ate cake after cookie after pie, feeding herself with one hand and rubbing her belly with the other.

One afternoon Mike opened their bedroom door to find Emily naked and down on all fours in front of a few donut boxes, her back arched and her ass pointed right at him. "Wow," Mike thought, unable to look away, "her ass is getting huge!"

It was true... all Emily's eating had been severly catching up to her. As she shoved donut after donut into her mouth her belly was hanging halfway to the ground, swaying back and forth and her ass, which had been tiny and tight at the start of the summer, now jiggled as she ate.

Emily looked over her shoulder. "Oh, hi Mike," she said, licking some crumbs from her mouth. "Can you push me that last box of donuts? I can't reach."

"More?" Mike asked. "How many have you eaten?"

"Just seven or eight," Emily answered.

"Dozen?"

" ;Yeah."

Reluctantly, Mike pushed the donuts closer and then sat down on the bed and watched as Emily arched her back and ate all twelve of them, one after the other.

"so....you gonna *** me?" Emily mumbled through a mouthful of doughnut.

Mike didnt need to be told twice as he got down on floor behind his naked girlfriend unbuckling his pants and taking out his rock hard erection.
He looked down at his girlfriends bare ass in front of him, Emily was last in another box of doughnuts.
He place both his hands on her growing orb like buttcheeks and entered her from behind.