chapter 6

"Alright, come on inside with me," Kaylee said as we parked at their apartment building.

I hesitantly followed her inside, my curiosity building as she opened up the door to their place.

"Oh thank goodness I'm starving!" came a familiar voice as we walked in.

I stopped in my tracks and stared. There in front of me was my ex-girlfriend, looking quite a bit different than she used to. Wearing skin tight sweat pants and a white tank top, the only word that came to mind was "round".

Lindsey looked as if someone put a hose in her and inflated her into a ball. She looked like she was as big around as she was tall.

Lindsey's face was round, her breasts were round, her huge belly was round, her gigantic bum was round. She must have at least doubled her weight since I had seen her last. It wouldn't have actually surprised me if she was pushing 270 or so.

"Oh, hi Brittany," she said in a small voice.

"Hi Lindsey," I replied, one corner of my mouth quirking up in a smile.

I had to admit, this was amazing. The girl who had fattened me up and dumped me now looked as fat as I ever had. I walked over to her and lightly poked her bulging middle.

"Hungry, eh?" I asked.

She just nodded, her face rather pink still.

"I think we can take care of that," I told her.

I watched in fascination as we all sat down to eat together in the living room. The amount that Kaylee brought back covered nearly the entire coffee table and Lindsey wasted no time getting started. Cheeseburgers, chicken sandwiches, french fries, onion rings and more disappeared into her spherical belly.

As she finally began to slow down, Kaylee started to encourage her.

"Just a bit more," she said, holding a burger to Lindsey's mouth while gently rubbing her swollen gut.

Bit by bit, Lindsey continued to gorge until she simply could take no more. When she was finally finished she just reclined there on the couch, too bloated to twitch a finger. I was impressed with her capacity, she had eaten as much I did at my heaviest.

"Wow, that was incredible," I breathed as we gazed on Lindsey's dozing form.

"Yeah, turns out that this whole time she was actually a feedee at heart," Kaylee remarked. "When we first hooked up she fed me for a bit but I could kind of tell her heart wasn't in it. One day, just for giggles, I tried feeding her during one of our 'sessions'. At first she didn't seem like she'd go for it, but then she let me feed her almost all of our food and by the end she was like super turned on. After that we just fed each other for a while and then it just progressed to me feeding her. And now . . . well, you can see its effect."

"No kidding," I agreed. "How do you feel about it?"


Kaylee shrugged. "It's okay. It's honestly been really funny and kind of hot to see a skinny little feeder lose control and balloon up like this. I have to admit, though, I kind of miss the attention of being fed."

"There's some food left here," I pointed out.

Kaylee looked at me, unsure.

"C'mon," I urged. "It won't be anything inappropriate. Just a little feeding between friends."

I picked up a chicken sandwich and guided it toward her mouth. For a moment I thought she'd turn away, but then she leaned forward and took a huge bite.

"Mmm, good girl," I murmured, patting her belly lightly. "Start filling this up for me, I just have to make a quick phone call, okay?"

I went to the other room and ordered three pizzas from a local pizza joint. When I rejoined Kaylee, she was shoveling in fries while also slurping down a milkshake. I gently encouraged her as she finished the rest. Then the doorbell rang and I told her to eat up the last few bites as I went to the front door to pay for the pizza.

Kaylee's eyes widened when I returned with three boxes.

"Oh wow, that's a lot," she said.

"Wanted to make sure you wouldn't still be hungry after we were done," I grinned at her.

"I won't be hungry after all that," she replied with a nervous chuckle. "I'll probably be too fat to get off the couch if I eat all that."

"Perfect," I cooed, placing the pizzas in front of her and opening up the top box. "Dig in."

Sometime during the second pizza Lindsey woke up and quietly watched as Kaylee grimly forced down bite after bite. The tall former athlete had long ago unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and was gently rubbing her ballooning midsection with one hand as she ferried cheesy pizza to her mouth with the other.

I could tell by the way Lindsey bit her lip and rubbed her own swollen paunch that she was enjoying what she saw.

Kaylee finally threw in the towel after eating a slice of the third pizza. She leaned back on the couch, clutching her inflated stomach and groaning.

"I bet you have a bit more room after letting your dinner settle," I said to Lindsey, relishing the opportunity to cram a bit more into my bloated ex-girlfriend.

She didn't protest so I took two slices and stacked them together and then handed her the pizza sandwich. She ate it all so I gave her another, but by the end of those slices she was flushed and breathing heavily.

I stood there and looked at them both with satisfaction.

"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" I asked.

Both managed a lethargic nod. I had to help each overstuffed girl rise to her feet and then followed them to the their bedroom. I thoroughly enjoyed watching them slowly waddle in front me, each so stuffed and bloated that each step was accompanied by a soft moan or quiet belch.

This was maybe not the deeper relationship I was looking for, but it would certainly be a very pleasant distraction for now.

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