Chapter 3 - rob discovers aris gift

Ari went back to the Den and searching the floor finally found what she had been searching for the button of Rob's shirt. Taking it with her she ran up the steps to her studio. Closing the door behind her she twirled in a circle in her happiness. She quickly began setting up a blank canvas and mixing together her paints. She did not want to forget a single detail of his face. It took forever it seemed to get the right color for his eyes and the exact tint of his skin. His smile and those broad shoulders. And than holding her brush in her hand she did something she had never done before. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath and opening her eyes once again began to paint. This time instead of a flat stomach with the hard abs every man always asked for she instead remembered what that tummy had been like on Rob. She didn't want the little tiny tummy he had when he walked in the door but rather the one that had been there when he left. She knew it was right and she knew that it went against the nature of the gift. It was meant to help the other person to get the kind of beauty they found ideal. Yet just this once in all the centuries of doing as she was asked and told she could not stop herself and she painted in his swollen out middle. She knew as long as this painting exsisted no matter how hard he tried to lose weight he would never be able to get rid of that tummy. And it pleased her down to her very core as she covered it. There was just one little issue... How to get the picture to work it's magic when it was not to be hung above his bed. Getting around this rule could be done easily enough her home could be covered with 1,000's of painting and they would still work with just a small piece of the person they were painted of but the magic was never quite as strong and most people felt their painting was safer in their possession. Removing the button she had found earlier from the tray of the easel in front of her Ari kissed the little plastic disk and taking a bit of paint she applied it to the painting. She knew deep in her heart that from that moment forward he would always in some small way belong to her. For the first time in hundreds of years she slept and she dreamed of a real flesh and blood man.

The next morning Rob awoke from his deep sleep he with the help of his friend managed to get his car towed into town though by the time they had finished it was quite late. Fortunately he did not have to be up with the sun this morning. By 11 am he was ready to face the world and so untangling himself from his blankets he sat on the edge of his bed and stretched upward. He brought his hands back down and out of habit pulled the bottom of his t shirt back into place after his stretch only it would not cover all of his belly anymore. He had thought the t shirt felt pretty tight when he fell into bed late the night before, but, he was so tired he didn't pay all that much attention to it. This morning he could not ignore it. Instead he reversed the process and pulled the t shirt over the top of his head. Looking down he saw that his belly was still very full from the night before. He rubbed a palm over the top and could feel how hard it still was. Standing on his feet he walked over to the mirror on the back of his bedroom door and looked at the damage he had done to himself last night. Reflected back at him was the image of a tall muscular guy. Muscular that is except for the very obvious pot belly he was sporting in the middle. He ran fascinated hands over the hard bump right there in the middle and turning to his side he looked into the mirror again and from the side the gut looked even bigger then he thought. Putting a hand on each side of that tummy he looked into the mirror again before looking down and shaking that belly just slightly. He shook his head and turned completely away from the mirror. Ok so he had more than over done last night not a big deal he would always have a little bit of a belly after eating a bit to much but it would eventually settle and the bloating would go away. He was glad he had a day or two where he would not have to squeeze into his dress pants for work. Looking down once again he didn't think he could button them over the top of that tummy anyway. He managed to find a pair of jeans that had always been a bit baggy on him and pulling them on he discovered even they were a bit snug this morning as he had to try and pull in his belly to button. He was there for a little non plussed when he discovered his stomach would not pull in at all and he had to lay down on his bed to struggle against that button finally getting it in the hole but having to yank the waist beneath his belly. Laying on his back panting after the whole experience he decided maybe it was time for him to consider going back on a diet. Gaining his feet again he just could not believe that all of this was from just one night.

Rob spent the rest of his day trying not to think about food and even went for a nice long walk. He avoided eating much of anything that day and what he did eat was really healthy stuff veggies and fruit. He was sure that by the next morning his tummy will have lost some of that bloat and he would be fine for his regular clothes. Crawling into bed he fell asleep.

His dreams took him back to that strange house in the middle of no where and that beautiful creature that had stuffed him full of all those cookies. In his dreams he was once again alone with her and she was once again handing him another bite. She smiled at him and pleaded with him to have another slice of cake. He could not tell her no when it all tasted like heaven and she seemed so happy. Even in his dreams he started to feel that fullness he always got when he knew he had over done it again. Ye he couldn't stop he just wanted to keep that smile on her face. Even better it seemed the more he ate the more aroused she became. It wasn't long before his tummy had grown so big that he could barely see her dark eyes anymore over the top. He stopped eating in his dream when she pushed him onto his back and standing next to him began to rub his tummy. He watched the pleasure light her face. She kissed his bloated out middle and looking down into his blue eyes whispered that she had been waiting such a long time for him and she wished he would please take another bite for her. Rob awoke with a start.

It seemed like it was more real than dream. Rob opened his eyes in the darkness and got out of bed. Stumbling into the kitchen for a glass of water he filled his glass and began to drink it down when he suddenly stopped. Looking down to his middle he noticed that his tummy was not deflating at all this time. Running a hand over the still very much there bump he noticed it was still felt as hard as it had when he finished with that stuffing the night before. He had no idea what to make of it and the truth was he was to tired to think about it. Finishing his glass of water he went back to bed and it was seconds before he was back in dream land with the girl again and once again she was trying to feed him and this time she made it worth eating every bite. Her touch, her talented mouth and the way she rode his very aroused member slowly pressing another mouth full between his lips as her hips slid back and forth. She called out his name telling him how sexy he looked, but, how much sexier he would be if he just gained another 100 pounds. The way she said it, the way she worshiped his body with her touch definitely had him thinking about the idea. When he finally woke up in the morning his tummy had still not lost any of it's roundness, but, it didn't seem to bother him much. In fact standing up and looking at himself in nothing but boxers in his mirror again he actually began to like what he saw there. That dream started a completely different thought process in the back of his mind. He had not been blind that night with Ari he saw the arousal in her eyes as he ate all those treats. He knew she was trying to distract him so he would eat even more. He was not sure why she liked it so much but she was beautiful and charming besides he didn't see the harm in doing it for his very sweet host. Only now looking at the gut reflected back at him in the mirror he wasn't so sure it was completely harmless anymore