chapter 1 part 2

We started with my weight; the new scale we had in the bedroom was able to read up to 1000 pounds so whatever it said would be bang on. I took off my slippers and stepped onto the scale, the blue numbers rose, 500, 550, 570, and stopped on 585. I was impressed, either the previous measurements were off, or the stuff I ate was working. Laura recorded the number and got out the measuring tape. She had to toss it a few times to get it around my huge belly, I held one end and she walked around me to get the measurement; 82 inches.

"My God baby, you're over six feet around now, no wonder you have trouble getting dressed." Laura exclaimed.

"Unbelievable; and highly arousing too. You've made me into a whale." I said.

"I hope I can still ride you, I can't let that go easily. You're so huge..."

"Me too. We might have to get some sort of belt to hold my huge belly out of the way so you can still get on top of me, probably attached to the bedposts or something."

"That's not a bad idea."

She measured my thighs next; they hadn't changed much, still nearly five feet around. I was so hard, it hurt. Laura must have noticed because I felt her fingers brush over my hard cock, I groaned with arousal as she slid her hand down into my pants and touched it.

"Someone's horny..." Laura purred.

"Oh yeah, I'm ready to burst. I love the numbers you gave me." I said.

"I suppose I'd better help you out with that."

And so it was back into the bed that I just tried so hard to get out of in the last ten minutes, my full hard belly blocked any reach I had so all I could do was lie there while Laura rode me. She was running her fingers over my belly and squeezing my fat rolls and tits like kneading dough. I went off quickly, and Laura relaxed; trailing soft kisses down my chest and belly.

"My fat, fat husband...so sexy and round..." Laura murmured.

"I'm such a whale..." I added.

"My whale..."

"My beautiful wife, a rabid vixen with an insatiable lust for my huge body. I'm so lucky."

That made me hard again and we went another round. I was impressed with my stamina, I had no idea I could go so many rounds in a row. Naturally that did wonders for my ego; I could satisfy my wife and still be nearly 600 pounds without losing a single inch or pound from it. She kept me overfed and constantly stuffed so it balanced out. After two more rounds she finally got off my cock, it was sore and probably bruised but I didn't care. I turned on my side, my belly filling the space between the two of us. We just lay there staring into one another's eyes, neither willing nor able to make a move to pull the covers up over us. This was my heaven.

"What will you do about the meetings once I get you to grow bigger?" Laura asked.

"I don't know; I might have to let my executives handle everything from now on. I would still maintain ownership and full control of the business though but I wouldn't have to be present at the meetings anymore; only if it was a dire emergency and I had to be consulted." I replied.

"And that would sit well with you?"

"Laura, I love my company and the life it provides for us and I would never willingly do such a thing if I didn't have a damn good reason to. My work dominated too much of my life, I realize I wasted decades when I should have better focussed my energy into things like having a family. And now that I have it, all I want to do is enjoy it." I said, playing with a lock of her hair.

"That's so romantic and I want you to be happy with your decision. I'd hate to see you regret making such a decision hastily." She said.

"You still think about my wellbeing over your own, I'm doing this for you. If enjoying that life means lying here while you feed me thousands of calories a month until I grow so fat and heavy that I can't move, then I want to do it for you. Let me do it for you."

That look of hesitation, I saw it loud and clear all over her face. I didn't want to see that again, not after all we've been through together these past two years. I want to make her smile every day, and never see that look on her face. But it was back, once again.

"Darius..." Laura said.

"I can't stand to see that sad look on your beautiful face; trust me to make you happy. I married you because I that was one of my goals to accomplish." I begged her.

"What if something happened and they needed you back right away but I've made you so fat you can't leave the house?" Laura asked.

She still wasn't getting it, and it hurt me to see her so distressed. I wasn't sure what to say to make her understand. So I kissed her instead, and I felt a tear slide down past my cheek; it bothered her so much to rely on someone else to make sure she's happy, safe and secure and I had to know why. Why won't she have complete trust in me? I know what I'm doing, I am fully aware of all the possible ramifications of letting her do what I know she desperately wants to with me. I pulled her close to me, I could sense how close she was to tears she shivered as she tried to control them and make sure they didn't come out.

"I need to know why you can't trust me completely; it's killing me to see you so upset over it." I said soothingly.

"I--I don't know why, I've tried to figure it out and nothing ever comes to mind... She replied.

"I know how much you want to see me grow, and you know how much I do too. I want to make you happy, devote myself to you for once...just let me do it."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down; I felt it clearly through her.

"I'll try, it's all I can do right now." She whispered.

"That's good; I'm glad." I replied.

She looked up at me; the smallest hint of the smile I loved was trying to come back.

"I could use some bigger clothes; ask James to take you out to get them for me. Make sure you get the biggest ones you can, and make them look good. I'll struggle back into my tiny clothes and watch DJ sleep some more." I said with a grin.

That made her laugh; God it was good to hear that sound again. She kissed me again and pried herself out of my arms. I lay there watching her find her clothes and get dressed.

"I'll even pick you up a nice huge cake just for making me laugh again and you'd better eat every last crumb of it. Or you're in trouble." She said.

"As you wish my lady." I said as I saluted her.

"That's my good little fat boy." She said.

She blew me an air kiss and went to find the butler to drive her into the city.

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