chapter 9 - cake

I gloried in the sight of her massive bum filling my entire field of view, it was so gorgeously huge, I wanted to.....
My revelry was broken as I stumbled on the stairs, I fell forwards crashing my face right into Natalie's gigantic bum, it enveloped me to my ears.

Luckily Natalie was firmly planted on the stairs and had a good grip on the handrail, so she just rocked slightly.

"Hey what's happening back there?" She said, trying to turn in the confines of the staircase to see.

"Nothing, I'm fine" I said, muffled by her beautiful behind.
I manage to regain my feet and continued
"There was some erm dust on your jacket so I erm was cleaning it off" I finished awkwardly - smooth operator again Dan!

We made it to the second floor and Natalie stopped to catch her breath after what I realised was probably the most exercise she ever did.

As she fished her keys of of her bag she dropped them on the floor.

"Shit" she mumbled to herself, looking around unable to spot the keys on the floor in front of her due to her curves blocking the view. She then shuffled backwards, spied the keys and bent over to pick them up, in doing so she thrust her bum out and pinned me to the wall, knocking the wind from me - my hard on was instantaneous.

The feeling of her massive sexy ass smashing me against the wall was too much! My balls started to throb and my cock pulsed, demanding that I ***, RIGHT NOW!

"Whoa there big boy" said Natalie with a cheeky grin, "someone is a bit excited but can you back up so that I can get the keys"

Oh my god, her ass was so bloated with blubber that there wasn't room between the door and the corridor wall for her to backup and retrieve her keys - especially with me pinned in place by that same gargantuan ass and she didn't realise!

"I .... I.....I'll get them" I stammered.

Natalie straightened up and turned around to face me, there wasn't much room between the two of us, the sexual tension was practically arcing like lightning between us. She looked me in the eye, then down at my groin, then back up at my eyes again with a devilish grin.

She placed her hand on my chest and said breathily
"You're such a gentleman Dan, thank you. A girl can get all worn out after such a tiring day"

I bent and retrieved the keys, as I stood back up my face mashed into Natalie's protruding belly, which squished around my face.

I dropped the keys and cake to the floor as my hands shot to the side of her gloriously sexy fat belly. I began kissing it and kneading it like dough , it was so fat and heavy and ....

"DAN! Dan!" Squeaked Natalie

I stopped and fumbled for the keys, standing back up, well clear of her belly.
Natalie looked red and flustered, she was breathing even more heavily than from the climb up the stairs.

"Dan, what wer..." she started to say.

I quickly interrupted "oh look here's your keys" and held them out to her.

She took them with mildly trembling hands and unlocked the door.

As she did so I plucked the box of cake from the floor, before following her in to her flat.

"M m m make yourself at home" she stammered, still flustered but regaining her composure, probably helped by the vast quantities of baileys flowing through her veins.

I squeezed past her down the hallway and into the lounge.
Natalie was still in the hall way hanging up her jacket and bag, so I took the opportunity to have a quick snoop around.

I'd not been to her new place before, she'd moved shortly after we'd split up.

42 inch TV on one wall.
Two seater sofa pointing at the TV, which upon closer inspection had a massive ass groove worn in it - it was obviously her favourite spot.

Mostly beige walls with 2 windows, kitchen diner with a large America style fridge.

I wandered into the kitchen, placing the cake box on the counter. I could hear Natalie struggling with her jacket.

She called from the hall "help yourself to a cider from the fridge"

I opened the fridge and grabbed two bottles of magners.

As the fridge door swung closed my eye was drawn to a chart pinned to it by a magnet. The title was 'Weight Watchers Goals'

I stared at the chart.

It started in September, a month after we'd broken up.

Starting weight 18 stone 3 lbs (255lbs) - wow! She'd gained quite a bit in the month since we broke up or she'd told a little white lie about her weight previously.

The chart continued

October 19 stone 1 lb (267lbs)

November 20 stone (280lbs)

December 20 stone 13 lbs (293lbs)

January 22 stone ??? (308lbs)

Oh ... my ..... god! She is 22 stone!!!!! That would mean that in the 6 months since we broke up she had gained 5 stone! (70lbs)

I was so turned on that it was making me shake. I nearly dropped the bottles of cider that I was holding.

The last massive entry intrigued me even further, why the question marks next to this huge sexy weigh in?

I heard Natalie's footsteps approaching and the floorboards creaking so I moved away from the incredible chart on the fridge to pretend to be looking out of the window.

I could see Natalie's reflection in the glass, wow oh wow oh wow!
I turned to see her without her boots and leather jacket.
Without the boots she looked much shorter.
Without the jacket she looked MUCH fatter.

"Oooooh good choice, pear magners!" She said, grabbing a bottle from me and using the bottle open built into the counter to pop the lid off.
She waddled over to the sofa and sat down with whoosh of expelled air from the sofa padding.

Natalie took up more than her fair share of space. She patted the small space next to her smiling.

I popped the lid off my own cider and walked over. As I did Natalie shouted "Alexa! Play Beyoncé!", I was impressed that she had one of the new fancy Amazon echo thingies, not so impressed with her choice of music. I noticed that although she shouted at the echo she was eyeing the cake box on the counter.

I took a detour to collect the cake and the plastic fork.