chapter 1

Christopher Guile was a smart man to say the least. Back when he was a rock hard college jock on the gymnastics team, he hooked up with the prettiest, most petite, and most importantly the richest girl at George Washington University, Petra Yolanvich. He was pretty sure that their money came from less than upright sources from back in Eastern Europe but he didn't care much about that when he was driving around in one of Petra's Lamborghinis.

They dated for a couple of years before Chris popped the question. Of course she said yes, much to her father's disapproval but Vladimir finally gave in after hours of listening to his crying daughter.

The wedding went fine, the honeymoon and so forth were great too. However, even as early as their honeymoon vacation, the young stud began sneaking off to nail some strange piece of tail.

Chris continued his reckless behaviors even after coming home. At first he felt bad about his little escapades, but that all elapsed as former little gymnast began piling on the pounds in her new sedentary lifestyle.

While on their four week Honeymoon to the Bahamas, both Chris and Petra smoked weed, ate like kings and queens and fucked their brains out every night and day. As a result they both added about twenty extra pounds to their respective frames. Where Chris merely "lost" his abs to his recent over indulgences, it was Petra's frame and especially her lower body that showed most.

Shortly after arriving home, Chris began working out. He never got his chiseled definition back, not with all the work Vladimir piled up on his desk, but Chris still managed to lose ten lbs. And besides he told himself, he still looked good at 210 lbs.

Meanwhile his wife continued eating like there was no tomorrow. They still fucked like wild, but it seemed to Chris that there was more and more of Petra every time they fucked.

Every meal with her was a virtual smorgasbord of fattening concoctions and greasy meals. As he literally didn't want to upset the prized cow, or risk his own financial success, Chris said nothing.

He did however, start fucking every hot piece of ass that he could get away with. As the years went by, Petra ballooned to over 350lbs, although from look at the way she still dressed, she didn't know it. Yeah they still fucked, but these days Petra seemed more concerned with eating, and even did so occasionally as the fucked.

Chris didn't nearly gain the 250lbs that his wife had, but five years after marriage he was definitely sporting a dad bod at 6"2 250lbs. Even still, the now quite chubby Chris still fucked around a lot. He did so with impunity, dumping each one after he was done, often paying them off to stay silent.

That all worked for him until Christopher made the big mistake of banging Mercy Yolanivich, one of Petra's distant cousins but one of Petra's best friends. Chris threw her to the rubbish pile like the rest and thought nothing of it until he read the message "Urgent you need to see me before I tell Vladimir how you .... forced yourself on me".