Chapter 6

I awoke periodically during the night, and the soft scent of her body overwhelmed my head with a sense of well being. I hadn't been this taken by a girl in years, maybe ever.

I felt smooth skin on my face, punctuated by firm nipples pressed against my lips. As I opened my eyes, my brain was treated to see her straddling me rubbing her breasts on my face. Her soft belly drooped symmetrically under it's new weight. I was already erect, and she wasted no time in noticing. She pressed herself down onto me and slammed me into the bed. She gathered momentum and pounded me downwards with the full weight of her body. The floor squealed under the weight as my senses danced circles around my still foggy consciousness. I was still strong enough to shake her off if I should have desired, but her mass was becoming considerable, and in a while I knew that physically she would have the upper hand should she desire. At that moment, moving her was the last thing I could think of. I couldn't fathom how I deserved such a great treat. Her pelvis slammed into mine and every time she moved it sent ripples through her frame. She squeezed her legs together tightly and whispered in my ear... “Good morning sweety.”

“Have I told you how beautiful you are recently?”

“Yes, but I love hearing you say it.”

“Well, I just wanted to make sure.”

“Well, I just wanted to make sure you know that I appreciate when you tell me.”

She resumed slamming me into my mattress at a rapid pace and soon I demonstrated my affections with a powerful orgasm. She stayed on top of me and asked if I would make her breakfast.

I had to oblige. Of course I wanted to, so it wouldn't take any argument anyway. I sped to the kitchen and made a big batch of eggs and a stack of frozen waffles. I brought them to her and fed them to her in bed. She made quick work of everything I had. It was surprising, because there is no way that she would have been able to eat that much last weekend. I didn't have much else to offer, so I broke into the ice cream and brought that to finish off the meal. I fed her by the spoonful as she rubbed her belly. I asked “Do you like the feel of your body? It's getting nice and soft.”

“I am getting kind of pudgy aren't I?”

“Very, and it looks fantastic. You're going to be very pleased when We finally take off that blindfold.”

She rubbed her pudgy middle while I spoon fed her the rest of the ice cream. She finished it and I scrambled to find something acceptable to feed her, since she still seemed ready for more.

“You really want me to be a fat cow huh?”

“No, I'm completely happy with you the way you are. You are a delicious degree of fat as things stand. If I remember right, you really want you to be a fat cow.....so I'm going to help.”

“Oh, so this is all for my benefit?”

“I just figured I would try to have fun with it too.”

All I had was a package of oreos, and I started shoving those at her. She started off well, but as expected she got pretty full before the box was empty. I prodded her on a little, “Let's stuff that belly one last time before you go.” I kept on shoving cookies at her in between her deep breaths. She was obviously stuffed, but chomped down each cookie I offered. Finally, stuffed to her limit, she finished all the cookies. It was an impressive feat, even after the previous stuffings. We cuddled in bed for a long time, knowing that our time together was growing short. After an hour or so, I asked her if she wanted to see the effects of the weekend. I took off the blindfold, and she looked into my eyes, kissing me sweetly.

I pulled down the covers and she looked at her fattened form for the first time all weekend. “Oh my, I can absolutely see a difference.”

“I know, me too. I can feel it too when I touch you now.”

We went to examine her in the mirror and check the scale. Her belly jutted out further and the crease between her arms and her breasts was deeper and more pronounced. She stepped up on the scale and seemed shocked when it read 204. I slapped her butt and called her a butterball.

“Do you really think I'm beautiful?” she asked.

“You have no idea....more than anyone I have ever known.”

I pressed my body into hers and kissed her deeply. Sadly, life goes on, and she had to go. We talked every day. She told me how much more she had been eating and was very proud of herself. I thought it was incredibly cute that she thought to tell me. She sent me a picture of her trying to squeeze into some old jeans......The button didn't even come close to contacting the button hole. She looked amazing and I couldn't wait to see her again.