Chapter 4 - an incident leads to other things

But over dinner, he eased up a bit. It was her turn this time, and she had made a huge portion. She had made curry, but apologised: "I'm sorry, the rice got out of hands, and I made way too much. So I had to compensate with vegetables and coconut milk. But I'm sure we'll be able to finish it off." At least she didn't seem to have minded the 'situation' earlier, he thought. "Look, I'm sorry you ran into me like this...", he tried to clear things up.
"Oh no, don't worry, I'm sorry I didn't know. It was a bit inconsiderate of me." she replied, seemingly unfazed.
One of the reasons they got on so well was that they never really blamed each other, whenever there was something to discuss they just brought it up, and both apologised, and then the issue was resolved.

Robert was slightly relieved that she didn't seem to be awkwarded out. Instead, she seemed to care mainly about the curry. "Well, I think I overdid it this time... this is way too much. It's like one of your portions."
"Not even my portions are as much as this", Robert replied.
"Well, maybe. But close. Look, you have this bit...", she put three spoonfulls on his plate, "and I will have this.", putting four spoons on hers. "Then we're done! Look, it's all gone! And for afterwards, I have chocolate cream..." This girl was unbelievable, Robert thought. Slowly he finished the food on his plate. She struggled, too. After she put the final spoonful into her mouth, she sighed, and reclined in her chair. Her cute, fat pot belly stretched her white tank top so much, it revealed her lower tummy crease. It finished just below her navel, which was visible as a small dent in her shirt. He tried not to stare. But then she asked: "Robert, I'm so full I can barely move. But... there is dessert in the fridge. And you know me... but... I know this sounds strange, but... can you help me?" He looked at her puzzled. "As said... it's a little strange... but, can you rub my tummy a bit? It's so full and stretched..." That was a request she didn't need to make twice, even though he was stuffed to the brim himself and found it difficult to walk. But then... hell, what should he do?! He moved up to her, and slowly grabbed her chubby, overspilling belly. She seemed like she was ready to pop. He felt awkward, this was more than he was prepared to take. He was extra careful, and restrained himself. "Come on", she groaned, "you don't need to be so careful, I'm not a twig." She grinned, grabbed his big hands and slowly moved them across her voluptuous body. She put her fingers between his, and guided him around her protruding stomach, slowly kneading her flesh. He became more assertive, so she let go and relaxed. She started breathing heavily as he moved his hands around her flesh. "Oh, this feels good. Keep going..." she said. And so he did. Then, she slowly took his hands and pushed him back onto his chair. He tried to remain composed. All this time he was trying to pretend there was nothing going on, but now it was obvious. She could hardly make it any more obvious that despite his best intentions she was going after him. "Now it's your turn", she coed. She moved his legs together, and sat down on his lap. He could feel her weight on him. Her belly spilled over her trousers. But she was done with hers, and began grabbing his. Slowly she massaged his oversized gut, which was three times the size of hers. She took the chocolate cream from the table, and took a spoonful, then fed him the next one. It dawned upon him that this wouldn't be a platonic relationship at all, but rather the best one he had ever had.
"I'm sorry if I'm a bit quick", she said and hesitated. "But I couldn't resist. Also, I have a silly question. It's a bit strange. But... you know when I walked into you today."
"Yeah? Don't stop." He found it difficult to concentrate, but soon continued exploring his body, tracing it with her finger tips. "You know, I'm kinda curious... but... you were on your scales then, right?"
He nodded, but looked puzzled
"Hmmmm... Tell me, how much do you weigh?"
"What?" He looked even more puzzled.
"Well, I'm just curious."
She had him at a point where he would do anything for her, as traced his folds.
"Well, since you asked, I'm 108 kilos."
"Ah", she said, and noticing the puzzled look on his face, added: "You know, I kinda like fat guys. And maybe fat bellies in general. I should have told you I am a little strange before I moved in. But then I thought I might scare you away, you might go for all the 'normal' people."
"Well", he said, "normal is relative. It's not that I don't like a bit of chub myself."
"I bet you do", she giggled, and he noticed how her perky little breasts jiggled in front of him. He was also completely hard, and her weight on him became a little heavy. "I think you've become a bit chubby too... now that I told you mine, will you tell me yours'?"
"Hmmm... I can't!", she teased
"Oh, that's not fair!"
"Well, I simply can't."
"Oh, please!"
"Well, I can tell you my weight since the last time I stepped on the scales... which was a good six months ago."
"Oh."
"So do you want to hear it?"
"Yes, please."
"I was 69 kilos."
"No!"
"Yes." ;
"But that's like..."
"...a long time ago!"
"Well, that's relative."
"Your meals are relative, dear!"
"So are yours! With pudding!"
They laughed, but then he put on a serious face.
"Look, I guess we have to find out. Come on piggy, you have moved beyond the 69."
She grinned, and followed him into his room. He took her by his hands, and said "Come on, time to find out how much you've gained."
She nodded obediently, and stepped on the scales. They blinked for a few seconds, then the number showed: 78. "Wow, you have been greedy." She nodded, but then grinned. "but I'm not as fat as you are."
"Well..."
"Come on, big boy." She pushed him onto the bed. He dragged her with him. She took of her shirt, then pulled of his. He could see her black bra covering her breasts. He carefully removed it, then moved her body completely onto the bed. Her flesh jiggled. He undid her trousers and slowly pulled them off. She had to wiggle her legs to help him, because they had gotten tight. Soon, two plump thighs were revealed, and she wiggled her feet to take off her socks. Then he pressed his hands on her tummy, and slowly pressed her down. He took off his trousers, moved over her. She could see his massive gut hanging over her. She couldn't help but let go, as he descended upon her. Soon their chubby flesh moved in unison. They had the best sex they ever had. And lived happily thereafter.