Chapter 3

Bill could feel her pressing hot against his stomach. His hands dropped to touch his soapy belly. He knew her words were only too true. Dazedly he reached around her for more soap. Rebecca stopped him as he tried to wash himself. Not only was soaping him going to be very arousing for her, she doubted he could reach certain parts of himself properly with his larger body. She began lathering his chest, feeling his softened chest ooze between her slick fingers. She moved up to his shoulders - very little fat here, but still strong. Down to his arms - here was progress! Bill's plump arms were sexy and soft. Then his spectacular belly and her hands began pawing it.

"So firm, so round," she said breathily.

Bill began to feel himself becoming aroused at her attention, his new flesh bouncing, jiggling, and creasing as the woman kneaded and massaged it. Incredibly sensual, this new and bigger body. More erotic. He grew harder.

She dug two fingers deep in his belly button and lifted, marvelling at it's weight. Her hand seemed to disappear into his gut as it hung suspended from her fingers. Rebecca could see his manhood rise to attention as the weight of his belly was lifted. She switched the shower-head to "massage" mode and began to apply it to his softer underbelly. He could feel her play the shower massage on its sides and bottom, the pulsating jets of hot water throb everywhere she pointed it, sending little waves through his belly fat and vibrations clear down to his toes.

She nuzzled her lips against his plump cheek, her fingers trailing over his expansive belly, pressing and massaging the soft flab everywhere. Dainty fingers swept over his girth briefly before picking up a large wash cloth. She lowered slowly to her knees, facing his gut. Reaching only slightly, she nipped it with her teeth as she washed his under belly. She glided the cloth over each inch, moving in a circular rhythm. Her own body tingling she kissed him, softly and slowly. Her fingers found his manhood, again massaging it, gently pulling and releasing in a loving manner, feeling it grow fuller and harder. Grasping it firmly with one hand, the other kneaded the area just above till they reached just below his deepened navel. Pressing his belly, she watched the fat fill back out, like a water balloon. Her fingers caressing, smoothing, pressing and releasing his soft fat as if testing it's depth and texture.

Soft moans began to echo up her throat. Her eyes fluttered shut as she began to fall into a trance, rocking, her fingers probing all over his belly. She couldn't control herself anymore. She needed him so bad. Standing quickly she felt a familiar heat between her legs that had nothing to do with the hot water, pulsing and insistent. She barely had to lean forward to touch her flat belly to his, his was so large. Her eyes - and hands - were drawn again to his firm member and began to knead and massage it, sliding her fingers down loosely then pulling up firmly, feeling it become completely engorged under her expert fingers.

She looked up at him, saying only, "Now Bill, I need you now."

Bill groaned in exquisite agony as she skilfully brought him near his peak then stop, start again and stop. Expertly manipulating him, never letting him climax. Bill was overcome with pleasure. Unable to support his weight his knees finally gave out and he slowly slid down the warm, soapy tiles to the built-in bench.

She followed him down, still prodding and stroking, deeply massaging the muscles she had buried deep in fat, guiding him to a seating position. As he sat his belly surged out, still full with the remnants of her weeks of feeding. He felt his fattened belly sag outward in a rush of adrenaline and pure eros - he loved this feeling.

Running her soapy hands in and out of his deep crevices as his skin folded slickly over his thighs she said "Relax, lover, and spread your knees." She gently pushed his knees apart and watched as his belly slipped between his soapy thighs. She sighed with pleasure at the sight, how beautiful it was. "Now lift it up for me Bill."

He realized he couldn't get a grip on it, it kept slipping through his hands and bouncing on his thighs. He flushed, feeling embarrassed and chuckled uncomfortably. She groaned, frantic with passion, "Well let's try something different."

Then everything was in slow motion. He watched in a daze as she stood and stretched in front of him, soaking in the humid warmth of the steamy shower. Her every muscle was in sharp relief as the water glistened, running down her like as if she was pacific island native under a tropical waterfall. Her beautiful wet hair clung to her perfectly shaped head like an Amazon maiden's helmet. Streams of water ran down her breasts and leapt from her hardened nipples in miniature streamlets. Down her muscular front the streamlets gathered in her pubic area, soaking the soft hair there, outlining every fold of her vagina. She was glorious. It was as if he was in the presence of a being from another world. Leaning over him she gently pushed him back against the wall. Her hair swung over him, streams of warm water dripping onto him as she brushed her lips against his fat throat, her fingers stroking it.

"Yes, I want you now. And after that I'm going to make you even fatter, lover; and we're both going to enjoy it even more."

Running her nails over his wet skin she said "You have such soft skin. Very fat, very soft. Your skin is stretching beautifully."

He wriggled a little. She dug in her nails, sharper and bit him between his enlarged man breasts. She caught his nipples between her fingers, making him squirm. Her nails dig in a bit more. He gasped.

Soon she would feed him, again with him naked so she could watch his belly stretch, being engorged, forced to swell by the food she would make him eat. She twisted on him as she thought about it, feeling his cock jutting out and up, deep into her, thick and swollen, his hands behind her back, trembling. He was like a baby. She withdrew briefly, teased his cock, brushing it with the tips of her pubic hair. She felt him shiver and smiled as he closed his eyes, almost on overloaded, almost crying. Plunging into him again she felt him shudder underneath her. She squeezed, feeling his jelly fat quake between her thighs as she pulled him into her, kissing him hard, harder. His mouth opened and she sucked his tongue, biting his lips, deciding what to do with him, while she worked her fingers. Yes. I will make him fatter, and softer.

"Gently, that's a good boy. Here it comes." She knew he was approaching his climax, his panting and pulsations through his blubbery fat rocking her to her toes. At that moment she began to breach as well, grinding herself into his soft vastness, centred on the hard point deep within her. Pinned gloriously under his belly as he exploded in stars and pinwheels, she climaxed again, and again.