chapter 20: getting dressed

"So, are you guys ready?", asked Tammy.

"Well, I am but Fatso her is to big for any of his work out shorts. Oink, oink" joked Lydia as she playfully poked Tommy in his doughy midsection. Lydia artfully glanced over to notice Tommy's reaction and she also noticed Tammy's eyes glued to every wobble and jiggling movement of Tommy's naked flesh.

"Get a room later. No seriously, we can all enjoy some, lecherous debauchery....later" chided Lydia. "But for now, we've got to get blubber butt here into something", said Lydia as she fondled a belly that quite remarkably resembled her own less than six months ago.

"How about any of your old leggings that you used to wear, at your heaviest?", chimed in Tammy. "They won't be a perfect fit but they should make it on, I suppose", she added.

"Great idea, give me a sec", said Lydia as she bustled through her closet. As she rummaged for something Tammy took full inventory of Lydia's handywork.

"Gosh, he is amazing", thought Tammy as she looked at Tommy standing with his legs pushed naturally apart by his fattened and cellulite covered thighs. Tommy's thighs were covered in creamy white cellulite and wobbled without touch. His belly completely covered his manhood but she thought she could see his large member struggling to push up his massive underbelly.

"Got a few thing that might work.", called Lydia, still from inside the closet.

"And those moobs, we're so sexy", thought Tammy, "so soft, so flabby, mmmmmmmm", she murmured, almost loud enough to be heard.

"Here, try these", as Lydia tossed a few garments at her husband. He caught everything except one piece. It was a brassiere from before her medical treatments.

"You've gotta be kidding me? I'm not wearing that crap."

"Oh yes you are Blubber Butt. And besides, I'm sure Tammy can explain to you why that would be beneficial....Tammy? "

"Oh, yeah, uhmmm? ", as she struggled to get a hold of herself. Just staring at Tommy had made her so wet and horny. She wanted nothing more than to feel his massively soft flesh enveloping her while thrusting deep inside. "Uhm, yeah, you've gained some weight since you last ran and .... your breast.... I mean..."

"That's right, his tits" interrupted Lydia.

"Will be less chafed and... strained if you where some support....okay?", she trailed off while looking at Lydia.

Lydia raised an eye brow and Tammy remembered her instructions on embarrassing Tommy. She however liked Tommy and didn't want to hurt his feelings too badly, but she needed the money. She'd already blown her load from her first payment buying a new car. That also meant big loan payments...."Come on, what are you waiting for, a cookie... well, you're not gonna get one...at least not now," Tammy said meekly.

Lydia smiled in approval and Tommy grinned as well. He had to spread his legs out to make room for his midsection bulk and even then his apron made it hard for him to pick up the bra. "How's he gonna run a mile when he's too fat to bend over", thought Tammy. But she definitely and dseparately wanted to see him try. As he did, she found her hand sliding over her public region. Watching him huff and puff and seeing all his folds and flesh jiggle was amazing. He finally grabbed it and looked to be sweating. He then started waddling towards the bathroom, Lydia sternly said, "No Piggy. You'll get dressed right in front of us. Tammy has to know all of your problem areas. Oh, that's right, I forgot. You're fat all over." All three made eye contact and even Lydia blushed.

There stood her pear shaped creation of a man. To think, she'd transformed him from an athletic specimen and into a tub of lard in less than half a year. Tommy stood holding a brassiere and leggings that Lydia used to wear at her fattest. It was hard for her to believe that she'd ever been that huge; the "fat one." Now the roles were totally reversed. She was athletic, strong and still somewhat trim while he sported a giant ass, wide hips and a chest that rivaled her own, not to mention he was getting less active by the day. However, his most dominant feature was the big, hanging gelatinous ball of jello leading the way before him.

"Well, you're not gonna run naked are you? Not like they could see much of your shorts, all covered up by your belly, saddlebags, and back fat.", snapped lydia.

"Give me a minute"

"It's okay Tommy", came Tammy to his rescue. Lydia just looked at her sternly and rubbed her fingers together in the international sign for money, as she raised an eyebrow.

Understsnding, Tammy adjusted her statement slightly to "If you don't want to be so fat, you'll have to move faster...", the words sent tingling chills through her clitoris and she added, "Come on Tubby".

All three smiled in there own ways. Tommy and Tammy both blushed like teenage girls, while Lydia displayed the cunning grin of an evil succubus.

Tommy started with the bra. He couldnt get it done by himself, partly due to his lack of familiarity and more heavily due to his increasing lack of mobility. With their assistance, they got his moobs in and the clasps fastened. Shaped exactly like a woman's breasts now, he was surprisingly comfortable in the garment. He didn't think it would fit but their relative girths at 6'5, almost 370 and 5'2, 300 were similar enough to create a comfortable fit. Tommy seemed a little embarrassed at first, but within a few short moments, he was playing with them in the mirror, sexually enthralled by what he saw and how sexy it made him feel.

Both women walked up and placed one hand on his belly and the other on his now covered moobs. Their approaches to his glorious body were completely opposite in appearances, but led a similar end.

Tammy gently massaged his belly and made tiny little swirls around his large areolas and nipples. All the time whispering things like, "Mmmmmm, I could just eat you up, and I wanna ride your fat gut and make you so happy"

While Lydia took a more direct approach, to put it mildly. Lydia grabbed, squeezed and pulled all over his fattened midsection while flicking, pinching, and twisting his nipples through the bra. Saying things like, "Your now just my fat, little bitch, look how pathetic and out of shape you are, Who's in charge, fat bitch? People are gonna say, what's that hot lady doing with a pig like that, and you'll love it" as she almost painfully tugged on a huge love handle.

All three, wanted to strip down and make love to each other in the next instant, and Tommy hadn't even tried on the leggings yet...

Tommy reluctantly took the Lydia's old leggings and began trying to put them on. Trying is the definitive term here as he struggled to reach his toes from a seated position. His belly fat simply acted as a barrier between his upper body and toes.

Both women watched his struggle with lust full eyes. Tammy stood in awe as she watched his cellulite covered midsection wobble, fold and create even more rolls as he lost the "battle of the bulge." Surprisingly, Lydia was actually even more sexually excited than Tammy. Her arousal came from her total dominance over her formally athletic husband. She kept imagining his belly folding over her yoga pants and was looking forward to all the comments she could make about him in private and public.

"Oh, how pathetic. Poooooor baby is toooooooo fat to put on your wife's old fat pants? Come to think of it, you're probably too fat to even get them on" chimed in Tammy.

Lydia just smiled. She loved watching her husband being bashful and submissive. However, she still loved her husband and for some odd reason she found herself pissed off at Tammy, who was simply following directions. Neverless she still found her self thinking , "You'd better enjoy making fun of MY husband now, because when I'm done with you, you'll be lucky to even walk short distances without a break. Tommy can at least run, for now that is. Hmmmm?"

Tommy was legitimately embarrassed in front of Tammy and responded by mumbling, "I'm doing my best, you just wouldn't understand, you've never been fat before."

Lydia seductively made it over to her husband and began helping him to get his fattened toes through her yoga pants. She gently whispered into Tommy's ear, "Not to worry Tubby, she soon WILL understand. She'll be so fat soon, even your lard ass will look small by comparison. Ok?"

"Yes Mistress Feeder"

"Good answer Chubbo, that is if you know what's good for ya", Lydia joked back with a devilish wink.

Tammy couldn't hear what was going on but still responded, "Come on Fatso. She had to pleasure herself. More relaxed sexually, Tammy began to finger her self.

"Come on fatty". The words felt sexy and powerful leaving her lips. "I'm beginning to get the hang of this and it turns me on so much to poke fun at his fatness. Shoot, I hope she doesn't do the same to me? I'll never get that fat, probably not, well...". Fantasies of her ass and belly swelling filled Tammy's active imagination and then she......came. "No, no, no, I'm the one who fatten my lovers, not the other way around. This weight gain will only be temporary", she tried unconvincingly to convincing her self.