Chapter 2

As Bill came out of his deep sleep, he felt a new weight, a different heft and a much changed gravity. However he tried to move, he felt his skin folding in new and different ways, a very odd sensation. Hearing Rebecca, Bill looked up and warmed in her smile.

With Rebecca’s help Bill slowly slid off the table. His knees almost buckled from disuse and the strain of this new bulk. His new belly swayed slightly as he leaned onto Rebecca’s shoulder.

“I feel pretty good." he said. "Decadently fat. How do I look? Unhh!" Just then Bill's knees gave out...too weak.

"I understand. Just take it one thing at a time," she consoled. “Here, sit down and relax a minute. Spreading your legs a bit wider will help.”

Rather than overly strain Rebecca, he let go and collapsed into the chair she used whenever she worked on him between feedings. He cradled his belly as it swelled out onto his lap.

"I need to go a little slower, Rebecca." He saw her eyes widen as she gazed at his swollen abdomen almost spilling between his widespread legs.

"Ahhh, yes. But did you enjoy your rest?" she asked while stroking this rounder body.

The sensations Bill felt were incredible. Every touch sent electrical shocks through his belly fat. His skin was so soft, almost glowing. Looking up again he noticed Rebecca was in front of him, gently pushing his knees farther apart. Just as his gut slowly slipped off his thighs, Rebecca caught it in her hands. She leaned into him, kissing him on his double chin, electrical shocks again as he felt her fingers slowly massage his pillow soft underbelly.

Bill sighed as she did so. His gut was quickly relieved of the strain. The new sensation of his belly against his inner thighs was remarkable. He leaned back in Rebecca's chair feeling replete. He continued running his hands over his belly in awe. The top of his stomach was like a curved shelf. He could just reach his unseen belly button. It was very deep. He was soft and warm all over.

He noticed she had moved close to him again, a gleam in her eyes as she watched him explore his new flesh. She leaned forward, gently placing her hands on the sides of his stomach. Her robe parted as she did so, giving Bill a glimpse of her achingly beautiful body.

"You are gorgeous," she said, "Let's go play in the shower and relax this stretched skin. Then maybe I’ll have the chef work up a bite or two for you for dinner." Rebecca gazed in lust as her handsome experiment walked, no swayed, into her huge shower room.

Like a drunk Bill stumbled into a sunken tub, large enough to float a small rowboat. He still felt half dazed from the new upright orientation in which he found himself. The warmth of the water did little to help wake him up and the steam soon closed around him in a warm thick mist. As he worked the liquid soap into a lather, he recognized hands touching the hollow of his back, tracing the arc of his waist, moving slowly around to cup his belly. He felt a familiar breath against his right ear.

“Put your hand here" he said, and placed Rebecca's hand on the side of his stomach, where his fat was especially soft and malleable.

The feel of his newly fattened body was amazing to her -- sensations of every soft, doughy, moist, yielding thing she'd ever felt flooded through her. Rebecca glided through the steam until she was in front of Bill's belly. She grabbed huge handfuls of flesh, rolling it between her fingers, pushing it back in on itself, moulding it like soft clay. She snaked her small hands under his great apron of flab hanging from his middle, lifting it and dropping it, over and over. Overcome she bit into the bulge of his stomach above the water, working over mouthfuls of soft yielding fat. His soft blubber caressed her lips, slick now with steam. She found the deep cleft of his belly button, and pushed her fingers into it, feeling new softness in its walls. Rebecca bit her lip, her hands moving unconsciously to caress his lower back, his newly swollen love handles and then gliding again over his soap-slippery belly.

"Ooooh. . .you've made me proud, Bill, so proud! So much larger than I imagined." Rebecca squeezed the large firm swell of flesh that had formed beneath Bill's navel.

She moved her head close to his, wanting him so badly but restraining herself as she fondled his lower belly. Bill turned to face the naked woman. Rebecca almost passed out as his soaped belly and chest slid around in her arms to press against her warm breasts and flat stomach.

The woman flashed him a smile and rubbed herself seductively against his distended belly crooning "You excite me, Bill. You’re as soft and round as I promised."