Chapter 1 figurative dreams, and a literal one

“I did it!” Came an excited voice from the living room, it was one that Phil recognized easily, so, the man ran that way to see his perfectly plump princess, Peri, perched on the couch. Phil knew what to expect as he stepped into the room but it still made him gasp in awe as he stared at his wife.

There she was, Peri was sitting on the couch and very clearly displaying exactly the reason for her excitement, not that she could hide it if she tried. Phil looked down at his wife’s gargantuan stomach. It spread out in front of her like a sea of flab, a sea that Phil wanted to dive into nearly every time that he saw the woman. Her beautifully blubbery belly grabbed Phil’s attention in a way that nothing else could. His gaze was locked on Peri’s stomach as he quietly walked toward her, mesmerizing form.

Peri had beautiful breasts, that were overshadowed by her amazing stomach. She had pretty black hair, just too long to be shoulder length, that tended to rest on her chest, bringing even more attention to it. Or, it would do that, except that every last drop of focus that Phil had went straight to her beautiful, bulbous, belly. Peri had surprisingly slim and muscular arms, that she mainly used to stuff her stomach until it was completely engorged. She had nice, soft thighs, that her gargantuan gut now sat between neatly. The only noteworthy physical trait that didn’t bring Phil’s mind to her stomach was this. Peri’s face seemed almost entirely unaffected by her weight. Some people’s faces displayed every pound they gained even more than their belly. But not Peri, it honestly made the two each want to find out just how fat she’d have to be to make her face look any different. For now, all they had was that it looked a bit softer and more rounded than it had several hundred pounds ago.

The moment Phil entered the room, before he could say a word, Peri spoke in a sweet, subtle voice that showed a calm, pleasant nature, as she smiled and and pointed at her stomach, saying “I hit my goal today.” As she smiled softly. Peri put a hand on her belly, which was resting neatly between her legs. She absentmindedly rubbed her belly as she said, “I wanted to see if you noticed, and based on your stunned silence, I think you have.” Phil replied, “So, you reached another goal then?” Peri nodded and said, “Yes I did.” Phil said “excellent,” then asked, “and what did I miss?” a bit of mischievousness crept into Peri’s voice as she said, “You know how I’m wearing this old thing?” while grabbing her top in her hand. Phil nodded and Peri continued, “See how it hardly covers my chest?” Phil nodded and Peri continued, “That and my bra are all that I am wearing right now.” Phil gasped as he looked to his wife’s hips, to see them completely uncovered, and proudly showing the little groove where her waistband would be, if she had one. Phil put a hand on Peri’s belly, and traced it down beneath the gargantuan ball of lard. He said, “That, is, awesome,” and kissed her deeply as his hand continued to caress Peri’s body, very much feeling that she was telling the truth. He sunk his hand into her stomach, feeling it enveloped in her folds. He moved his hand down a bit, sinking it into her waistband of sunken flesh, kissing her again and again as he moved closer to her. As he did this, Phil said, “you are so fucking hot. You want to go now?” Peri giggled and said, “Yeah, I have been heating up a lot more lately.” Phil laughed, and hugged Peri tightly, feeling his body enveloped by her massive belly. He spoke through laughter, “I meant sexy.” And winked at her, saying “And I didn’t mean that I want us to leave either,” as he held up her belly, saying, “Dear God you are getting big.” And he kissed her on the lips, before saying, “You are nothing but sexy and fat.” As he kissed Peri on the neck, Phil continued, “but with you, they’re the same thing.” Peri giggled and said, “I know I said I’d stop gaining when I didn’t need panties anymore but-“ and Phil cut her off with a kiss, before saying, “Honestly,” as he sank a hand Into her stomach, saying, “I am much too horny to think straight right now. If you want to talk about anything serious, it’ll have to wait a bit.” Peri giggled and said, “Yeah,” in a breathy tone. Phil continued to kiss his wife’s neck, while kneading her stomach with his hand. Peri let herself fall onto her side, saying, “I need you too,” as she got on her hands and knees. Well, her belly and knees mostly, she breathlessly said, “Take me, I am so horny that I can’t think.” Phil got onto his own knees on the couch behind her feet, saying, “Does your own fat turn you on that much?” undoing his pants and dropping them down enough to remove himself from them. Peri simply couldn’t wait, and she said, “Take me now. Take me and make me even fatter.” Phil obeyed his wife’s first command. He felt conflicted about the second, this was clearly an unhealthy obsession. But he was turned on by it too, and he was too horny to say anything but, “So fat,” Peri gasped as Phil began to pump in and out of her, saying, “You’ll be wider than you are tall,” Peri gasped the word “yes.” As Phil continued to thrust, looking down at her and narrating what he saw, “You are so fucking fat.” Phil continued to pump his hips, saying, “Every time you move, it sends ripples through your big, jiggling body,” and he kissed her, “your beautiful sea of fat, and you know what?” Peri moaned the word, “What?” Phil replied, “I want more,” as he thrust into her, And peri moaned more loudly. Phil got carried away with excitement, squeezing Peri’s fat just over her hips, and turning her love handles into literal handles. As Phil felt the pressure in his body hitting a crescendo, he said, “You’ll be so fat that this flab can swallow up my arms entirely,” Peri moaned, “Yes!” he said, “And you’ll be able to bury my whole body in your belly fat.” Peri gave an animalistic sort of moan, as her words abandoned her. Phil said, “And you know what? Even then you won’t be fat enough.” Phil felt the pulses of an orgasm tearing through him. Then Peri shivered and screamed, as she collapsed face first onto the couch, gasping and panting.

After the two had caught their breath, they sat, side by side, on the couch, Phil leaned on Peri and held her tightly, feeling his fingers sinking into her ample cushioning. As he did this, she asked, “Is it true?” Phil asked “Is what true?” for Peri to wrap an arm around him and say, “That you want me that fat? That you want me even fatter than that? Please tell me it is true. Tell me it’s not just pillow talk. I want to be so big, so round, and plump, and juicy. I want to weigh tons, not just pounds, and I want that to be just a beginning.” She squeezed Phil as tightly as she could, and said, “Please don’t tell me that’s unrealistic. Don’t tell me I’m crazy. Tell me you’ll make it happen. Tell me you’ll grant my wish,” she pulled Phil down and kissed him on the lips, before saying, “I want you to be able to jump on top of me, and let your entire body sink into the ocean of belly fat on me.” Phil felt torn, it was fucking hot to think about. But it really was just pillow talk. Phil sighed deeply as he said, “You know this isn’t healthy. Not physically, not mentally. I don’t want you to hurt yourself for this. Like, it really is hot, I can’t imagine anything sexier than stuffing you twenty-four seven, till the fantasy is real. But, I love you.” For Peri to say. “And I love you too Phil. I said ‘I do’ before I even knew you liked this. I was terrified that I would be a sad and unfulfilled skinny girl for the rest of my life. But, when I found out that you actually liked my gaining weight too, I felt like my heart would explode I was so happy. So, please don’t make that stop now, and don’t say that you’re doing it for me. I’m an adult, and I’m not stupid. I understand the risks, all I need is your help. If you really don’t want to, I’ll live. I’ll be miserable, but I won’t die. I know taking care of me when I’m immobile won’t be easy, and if you don’t want to, then I understand. But don’t say it’s for me. It isn’t. There is nothing in this world that I love more than you, which is why I’m even asking. But this is a solid second place in my heart. So, I know the risks. If it helps you feel better, I’ll see a doctor first, tell me, do you want to do this with me?” Phil smiled, then frowned, and smiled again, before saying, “I want to say yes, so fucking badly. But I’m still not sure. How’s this. You see a doctor while I think. I’ll say my decision after that. If he says that you’re healthy, then we can begin in earnest. If the doctor doesn’t say that, then, we can see if an intentional yo-yo diet works.” Peri’s smile faltered for only a moment, showing Phil that she hated this, but accepted it, as she said “Alright. That’s a fair agreement,” and sighed. The two snuggled together, and Peri took Phil’s hand, put it on her belly, and pressed it between her rolls, saying, “Just imagine it,” and kissing him, “my belly so fat,” and he reached the point where his arm could go now further, Peri said, “that you won’t even be able to go all the way in like this.” She kissed him again, saying, “because my belly will be bigger than your whole arm.” She kissed him again and put a hand on his member, she said, “Already hard? Maybe you really do like this as much as me. I want to go again, and I want you to rant about how insanely fat you’ll make me the whole time. I don’t want you to stop for one second this time.” Phil replied, “That should be easy.” As he held her stomach again, “You’re already so fat that you don’t need panties, and you’re begging to get even fatter.” Peri exhaled the word “yes,” so softly that Phil wasn’t even sure she had spoken. He said, “You know, my arms doesn’t fit in there entirely yet. But I bet I could fuck your belly if we wanted.” Peri felt like this shouldn’t be hot, but that it was,” she turned to face him and excitedly said “try.”

Phil’s member easily fit into Peri’s folds, and he said, “I think this is even hotter.” Peri worked an arm around her own stomach and could hardly reach her own clit. She began rubbing it and said, “So fucking sexy.” To which Phil said “No,” as he pumped his hips, and said, “I really did mean temperature that time,” Thrusting with each word as he said, “You’re so fat that it’s as hot as the sun in here,” patting her belly with the word “Here.” Peri said, “But I’ll get even bigger, right?” Phil said, “With how obsessed you are?” thrusting with each word, “Easily. You’re such a pig at heart,” and he leaned in and kissed Peri for a moment, before continuing, “I bet you like this more than the real thing.” Then he thrust into her with each word of, “Every, second, reminds you,” he sped up his speaking, “Of just how fat you are. It’s good that you like this. You’re going to be too fat for normal sex anymore soon.” Peri felt a climax creeping up on her and said, “Yeah, I just need fat to cum. So much fat, so much more.” Phil said, “You wanted tons? They’ll need new measurements for how fat you’re gonna be.” Which pushed Peri over the edge, and with good timing, as Phil felt himself beginning to finish. He whispered, “I can’t wait till it’s true.”

Peri fell asleep shortly after cleaning up. When she did, Phil heard her talking in her sleep, “Yes, so fat, so very fat. I can’t stop gaining. I won’t stop. Never again. More and more and. . .” Phil had to smile. Peri was so serene and calm most of the time, but that all stopped when she was going at it, apparently the frenzy kept going when she talked in her sleep too. Peri smiled down at her and said “Sleep well my tubby angel.” He then kissed her on the forehead and laid down to sleep.

Phil’s mind was not ready to sleep though he couldn’t help but worry about Peri’s unhealthy obsession with gaining weight. Phil felt guilty seeing this as a problem that needs to be fixed, while still enjoying it and getting off on it constantly. Phil fell asleep with an odd thought in mind he wished that he didn’t care about Peri’s wellbeing so much. He could simply play into her desires, and have fun until medical issues killed his wife, then cast her aside, find a new girl, and do it again. These thoughts colored Phil’s dreams. Or that’s the conclusion that Phil drew after waking anyway.

Phil found himself in his kitchen, standing over a tremendous pot that he was stirring. “Okay,” he said with a giddy smile, “Gumbo’s almost done, then I-“ and he was cut off by a timer beeping. Phil stepped back and opened the stove, to reveal that it was packed full of pies, four in all. Phil smiled and turned off the oven, before beginning to take pies out and set them on the counter. When he had finished, the doorbell rang, and Phil went to get it. Phil saw a man carrying a stack of pizza boxes, he said, “Six XXL pizzas. Two meat lovers, two Hawaiian, and two pepperoni.” Phil nodded and said, “Yep! Sounds perfect, thank you,” and paid the delivery guy, taking the boxes and entering the house once again. Phil took the boxes and opened the door to his and Peri’s bedroom.

Lounging on the bed was Phil’s wife, even larger than she was in reality. Far larger. Peri was completely nude, Phil knew that no clothing would ever fit her again anyway. The woman was eating out of a to go box from Denny’s, grabbing an entire pancake and shoving it into her mouth, while chewing as it entered. The woman was absurdly heavy, she seemed like she would be immobile at half of this weight. Each of her legs had a pool of fat issuing from them and spreading out as far as her stomach had in reality. In the dream, her belly was larger than her entire body had been in Phil’s waking life. Peri’s breasts went off to either side of her stomach, hanging down and resting on the bed. Peri’s arms jiggled with each motion she made while eating. Phil couldn’t help but stare, and was only just able to avoid drooling. As Phil set down the pizzas on the bed, Peri spoke a single word between any two bites, “Oh, Thank, God, It’s, Here.” She set the, now empty Styrofoam box aside and grabbed the top pizza box, saying, “Just in time,” and grabbing a slice. The moment she had swallowed, Peri said, “I almost had to stop eating!” then she got back to eating, as Phil said, “Don’t worry my dear, I’ve got a big pot of gumbo and some pies finished and cooling.” Peri said, “Oh, Thank, God,” taking bites between words. Phil smiled and said, “Don’t worry. I’m your feeder at all times now. I was thinking I’d sleep tonight though. So I set up a few dozen pizzas to show up at eleven-ish. But don’t worry, no pizza after this until then, so you won’t get sick of it. For now, you have gumbo and pie that should be cool enough to eat by the time that’s done. Then Chinese, Thai, sushi, and Ramen, because you said you were feeling like Asian today.” Peri hardly slowed down her eating, as she said, “Good. I need to get a lot fatter.” As she spoke, Phil heard a cracking sound. Then, the bed suddenly collapsed onto the floor, sending tremendous waves of ripples through all of Peri’s body fat. A fact that Phil was more aroused by than anything. He walked around to Peri’s side of the bed, which was honestly either side of it at this point. Phil asked, “Are you okay?” to which Peri replied, “never better. I was starting to think I had hit a hard plateau at one ton. But, if the bed just broke, I must still be gaining.” Phil nodded and put a hand into the sea of body fat that was Peri’s torso. He leaned In until he was up to his shoulder in pure chub. Phil said, “And to think, this was an unrealistic fantasy of ours, less than a decade ago. Now I’m just glad that we’re on the ground floor. I’m pretty sure you’d have broken through to a lower floor bu now, if that was even possible.” He noticed Peri set aside the pizza box, and grab a second. Phil said, “I’m starting to think that I need to up that order for tonight. At the rate you’re eating, you’ll need more to get through the night.” Peri licked her lips and said, “You wanna go?” to which Phil chuckled, and said, “You know, I’d love to. But you need to keep eating instead of sucking me off.” Peri shook her head, and said, “Not what I meant.” Phil replied, “We haven’t been able to do it normally since you hit a thousand pounds.” Peri replied, “Not that either,” before belching and patting her stomach. The gluttonous girl said, “Just fuck my folds of fat. Just finish outside of me. I don’t want to have to clean off,” she then grabbed another slice, saying, “it’s effort better used to eat more.” Phil walked up beside the bed and said, “I honestly think you like this more than me.” The mountain of fat giggled, sending more ripples through her body, then she said, “I do too. It’s a reminder of just how fat I am, of how much it turns you on, and of how much fatter you’ll help me g-“ and Peri did something unthinkable, she dropped her slice of pizza, and clutched her chest, breathing heavily and saying, “My only regret, is not getting fatter.” Before she stopped moving and suddenly turned grey. Phil’s own words shocked him, “Aaww, already dead? Man that was quick. Well, good thing I already have a crane company on speed dial. I wouldn’t be able to dispose of you if I didn’t have that. Oh well,” and he shrugged, “Wonder how big the next girl can get before she goes.” With that. Phil then took a cell phone out of his pocket.

Phil snapped awake to look down at Peri and hear her still talking in her sleep, “and bigger and bigger and. . .” on an endless cycle. He said to himself, “Would you even be unhappy with that?” accidentally waking up Peri, who said, “Unhappy with what?” Phil sighed and said, “Promise not to get mad?” which must have struck a chord with Peri, who immediately said, “Mad? With what? Tell me.” Phil sighed deeply and said, “Well, I had a nightmare where. . .”

When Phil had told Peri about his dream he said, “And then I woke up, to you ranting in your sleep about getting fatter.” Peri nodded and spoke in a flat, level tone, “So, that’s what you’re afraid of.” Phil nodded, and Peri surprised him, saying, “To answer your question, no.” Phil shot his wife a confused look and she spoke in a serene, calm voice, “No, I wouldn’t be unhappy with that. I’m not stupid, I know I will die sooner or later. So will you by the way. If anything, your dream excites me. It’s a reminder of just how fat I can be, how fat I want to be.” She sighed deeply, saying “While I know that I’d probably die before I got anywhere near that big, I want to try.” Phil looked at his wife, surprise plastered over his face clearly. He said one word, “Really?” and Peri replied, “Yes really, and if I do die like that, then know that my dying wish would be that you get the next girl even fatter. I’m not even mad with your dream.” She then sighed, and said, “Yeah, I know that’s crazy. But it really is what I want. All who live must one day die. If anything, I just hope my body is heavy enough to break the crane that removes me when that happens.” Phil broke out laughing and said, “Dear God do I love you. But, you know you’re crazy, right?” Peri said, “Yes, but don’t say that. Please, don’t ever call me crazy again, except to say that I am crazy fat. I want to be so heavy that it makes your dream version of me look emaciated by comparison. I know that this is a crazy desire. But don’t call me crazy. Don’t call me anything but a fat, obese, gargantuan, ball of lard, and don’t stop calling me that.” Phil nodded and said, “You know what I think about that?” Peri replied, “That I’m crazy?” for Phil to shake his head, and say, “That I don’t have to make you that doctor’s appointment. Now, I know it won’t be as much as in my dream, but do you want to find out how much pizza you can eat right now?” Peri laughed, and said, “That’s better than I had thought possible, and yes, yes I do.” Phil took his phone from his pocket, and began to dial pizza hut