chapter 19: tammy's first day

"Wake up sleepy head. Rise and shine Fatboy", purred Lydia as she gently pinched his nipples and squeezed his man boobs.

No matter how much she told herself that he looked gross, fat and unattractive, she couldn't help but be turned on by her total control over "Tubbers", as she effectionatlly called him. He got so hard so fast and that felt amazing. And it seemed the softer Tommy got, the better the harder he worked at being a better lover. Lydia continued playing with his now overly sensitive nipples until he began to moan. "Wow, thought Lydia, his fat starting to grow on me."

And she wasn't that far off from the truth. Her breast looked as if they were about to explode, her shapely ass, had more bounce in recent weeks and her flattenws belly likewise developed a thin layer of softness, absent a few weeks ago. At 5,9 or so and still mostly muscle, she looked like an Amazon pricess. Tommy loved her and he loved her bossy personality, but seeing some fat on her again was a welcoming sign. He had to keep the lactose intolerance farce going if he expected to lose any weight at all.

As these thoughts went through his head he grew even stiffer at the possibility that he could grow even further out of shape. The sheer thought of his athletic and now taller wife dominating his physically was almost too much. At this point he felt strong enough to still win in a battle of strength, but he knew it was only a matter of time.

As if mind reading, "Don't get too used to it BIG BOY. I've been a little lazy for the past few weeks, but I promise from now on, you'll ALWAYS be the FAT ONE" She then squeezed a love handle in one hand, grabbed his floppy belly with the other, sucked on a now oversized nipple, and grinder away in his lap.

He'd always been a great lover, but today, he had to have immediate release. He let out a stifled moan of pleasure. HE was totally out of control. She loved it and he loved this aspect of it as well.

His belly then let out a loud grumbling noise that made both of them laugh. "Looks like Fatty needs a patty, or two or three, or..." she trailed off and then smacked him on his belly. This made every part of his body jiggle and he grabbed his own nipples and began playing with his moobs, pushing them together like a woman's pair of breast.

"I better get you something to eat", she huskily whispered in his ear, while playing with his soft, jellied, belly. And you'll need all the fuel you can get today."

"And why is that?", he playfully protested.

"Because today we start you back to getting in shape. Don't get me wrong, you'll always be the fat one from now on..."

"No way!!!" shouted Tommy back, to the surprise of them both. "You'll be the fat one soon enough, my dear". And then he grabbed her waist and found some softness to pinch. "See, you're plumping back up already."

"Well then Blimpy, we'll see about that. Tammy's gonna be here any moment now. You should get dressed for a run. You wont be able to keep up with us, but you can do your best." Lydia had chosen her words wisely as he used to say the exact same thing to her a few months ago. She knew no matter how fat he'd become, his former ego could not let go. That was until she broke him like a fattened horse. "Another 100 lbs and he wouldn't even attempt to challenge her dominance. Today is going to be so fun.", Lydia thought as she incited him to a challenge he would never win again.

"Okay, a mile race and if I win, you stop calling me these ridiculous names?"

"Sure, but if I win, I get to buy you all new clothes...that you have to wear, Deal?"

"Sure thing.", he said quizzically.

At that the doorbell range. "It's me Tammy, are you guys ready for your workout?", asked Tammy.

"Yeah, come on in, we gotta find the whale some work out clothes that still fit". Tommy shot her a look, but his erection poking through his boxing briefs, betrayed his true sentiments to both women standing by the doorway.