chapter 5

"You are beautiful and make me feel wonderful. I am in your power... I don't quite know what you've done to me, or how I could consume that much so effortlessly. I feel no pain but I can barely move." As if to emphasize his point, he patted his now tight midsection.

"You can always be this way with me...we can spend eternity reveling in this sensation, this fullness...you can stay like this, together with me....forever."

"I like that idea, of staying this way forever. I miss it so much and the idea that I can give you pleasure by following my deepest dreams and fantasies is almost too good to be true." He attempted to rise to face her but he realized he could not move unaided. She smiled and held out a hand to assist. He was afraid to pull against her but she displayed an amazing strength.

As he stood with her help his belly sagged heavily against his thighs and pushed out in front of him, swelling through his robe in a huge sphere. He looked down in surprise at how big he was, the weight heavy and warm against his upper thighs. He was also hugely aroused by the pressure of all the food pressing against his inner male muscles.

He watched her eyes as she walked around him slowly, her fingers lightly tracing his swollen equator. One finger caught the ribbon tie of his robe, loosening it, and he gasped as it fell open, exposing the entire rounded swell of his engorged abdomen. She seemed to be enjoying what she saw.

Looking deep into his eyes she spoke "If you are sure of your decisions then I shall give you a taste of eternity....are you sure?"

"Yes" he said softly, his arousal deepening his voice...it came out almost like a growl, aroused by her intensity and the sensations now coursing through his glutted body. "I want that more than anything."

The smile that came across her face seemed to light up the room.

Taking him by one of his large hands she led him into yet another room in the back. In it was a large, sturdy bed made out of solid oak with a dark green canopy. He found he had to waddle slowly, unused to the great weight protruding from his torso. Her hand was small and warm in his as she guided him along, her other hand resting against the swollen underside of his belly.

The room was larger than he expected, warm with a low, soft light, soft hangings covered the walls and mute, forest colored graperies hung in gentle swags from the low ceiling.

She led him over to the large bed and gently helped him take off the now too small robe. Gazing with pleasure at his now huge body, she helped lower him onto the soft mattress. He settled on the edge with a soft grunt, naked now yet strangely warm. He had to spread his legs in a familiar way to make room for his now considerable belly sac. He was still in a bit of shock, running his hands over the tight distension of his abdomen, stunned by its' size. He watched her move around the room, her thin gown flowing against her richly curved body. She adjusted the drapery to block out the moonlight and lit candles in every corner of the room, each letting off a warm buttery glow that softened the shadows and made them dance. Her robes seemed to magically disappear in the dimness.