Chapter 1

I look down at the speedometer and realize I’m going way over the speed limit. Gently I ease off the gas and the truck starts to cruise. I look over to the passenger side and gaze at the man I love. He’s grown immensely since we first started dating ten years ago. He's gone from a slender 165 to over 400 as of this morning. His belly is full and very round and sticks out like a very round torpedo. It pushes against his button down shirt, forcing the buttons to appear strained, almost as if they’re going to pop any moment. His suit jacket hangs open and off to the sides. His gut hangs over his bulging fupa, which in turn almost completely covers my favorite toy from view, and most definitely from his greedy reach.

His hips hang heavily over his pants, giving him the look of a gigantic spare tire just hanging around his midsection and back. His butt is flabby as well, but hasn’t grown as much as the rest of him has. His arms thicker, his thighs rounder, his chin having grown to become a double. His chest has expanded, becoming thicker and fuller, giving him man boobs with nipples that always stand erect. His face is fuller too. The same mass of messy dark hair hangs on his head. His beautiful eyes are covered gently by one of his silk ties, his hands bound by another tie. He sits silently, a gentle smile played out on his face, I’m assuming because he’s surprised and excited as to where I’m taking him. Shaking my head and smiling, I turn my attention back to the road, just as we’re pulling up to our destination.

I get out of the truck and stretch, breathing in the cool, mountain air. I gaze out at Lake Placid. The sun is just starting to set behind the Adirondack Mountains, casting a red and orange glow on the lake. It’s late fall, so the air is chilly and crisp. I walk over to the other side of the truck, open the door and take advantage of my boyfriend tied up and at my mercy. I lean in and quickly kiss his lips, gently biting his lower lip as I pull away. I undo the tie around his hands, and untie the one around his eyes. Gently I take his hand and pull hard, helping him heave his body out of the truck and out into the air. Once he’s out, he stretches out his arms and legs, breathing slightly harder than one would because he’s so big.

He turns around and gazes at the house I rented us for the long weekend. It’s a log cabin, it’s dark wood and huge windows glowing in the light of the setting sun. I wrap one arm around him, though it barely hit’s the small of his back because he’s so wide. I nuzzle my face into the crook of his arm as he wraps his arm around me and kisses the top of my head. “It’s perfect baby,” he whispers against my ear.