Chapter 1 - 1

“Are you ready for more?” he asked gingerly, his soft voice filled with warmth.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” she replied.
She rested her hands on either side of her belly, which seemed to be growing bigger with each bite he gently placed in her mouth.

“Mmm,” she moaned, another slice of cheesecake down her throat.

“You’re so beautiful,” he sighed, looking over his work. He’d fed her every week since they met at a coffee shop a few months ago and it showed. Her normally chubby tummy had become round and hung low, her soft arms even flabbier, and her strong legs pillowy.

He gave her belly a gentle pat, sending shockwaves into her surrounding flesh.

He gazed at her, admiring her dark skin and soft, wavy hair which lay on her shoulders and chest. He wanted her to be happy and vowed in his mind to do anything to make her smile.

She felt his gorgeous doe-like eyes running over her body as he touched her and squeezed her softest areas. She looked up at him, her face covered in strawberry topping and ganache. He took her by the chin, forcing her to gaze deep into his eyes
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“You’ll always be my babygirl,” he murmured, inching closer. “You’re mine forever.”

He turned her head slightly to lick some of the ganache off her face. She whimpered quietly and reached out to grab his shirt.
“Yes, baby. I’ll take it off.”

He removed his shirt to reveal a cute little gut of his own and a softening chest. She reached out and squeezed what used to be a strong set of pecs and jiggled them. He brought her closer and kissed her deeply, tasting the sugar on her lips.

She moaned, melting into him as he slowly laid her down onto his bed. He reached up under her shirt to play with her free breasts, so round and full from months of overindulgence.

His hands worked their way down to her belly hang, which he grabbed and kneaded in his strong hands. Everything about her was perfect- her softness, her look, her sounds.

She moaned as he took the back of her head in his other hand. She felt so safe with him. She allowed him to plant kisses down her neck, onto her shoulder and make small marks on her. She loved the way it felt and the way it presented her to the rest of the world. It meant “I’ve got you” and gave her such comfort.

He paused.

“Are you ready?” he asked breathlessly.

“Yeah, I’m ready,” she replied.
She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in close.
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