Chapter 1

As he chugged his last beer Barry admired the view the view being his beautiful pregnant wife doing her yoga.

He could only just manage to observe this delightful sight from his reclined position having to see past the rising dome of his gut. surrounded by the debris of his feast. He let out a thunderous belch and gave his belly a proud slap.

The dome was no accident for at the start of pregnancy Priya had become interested in a very "special" contest.

Well it might have started off accidental he had to admit it himself he had begun eating and drinking more already. Already he had begun to pile on the pounds more than his fit partner.

Finishing her workout Priya got up from the exercise mat and strutted over to her bloated man she began to wipe clean any dirt on his belly and once finished began applying the lotion that gave the desired shiny appearance.

Gut pressed against bump and he pinged to attention panting with a mixture of fullness and arousal. At first he attempted to get up but tittering she simply said "why not here" pouncing on him she sat atop his gut thighs massaging to assist with digestion.
they embraced each other's bodies loving the feeling of paunch pressed against bump they fell into a wild embrace (at least on her end).

Life continued like this for the next few days him swelling even more during that time her continuing the proud work of cultivating her prized pig.

Before they knew it the day of the contest arrived and they drove to the beach it was held at.

It was said that it had started as a joke based around the observed phenomenon of many men piling on pounds during their partners pregnancy.

A small group of women perhaps partially driven by resentment for their lazy partners piling on the pounds while they made the effort to stay fit had jokingly competed over which of their gluttonous tubby hubbies were the most pregnant looking.

Eventually the men had found out and the couples had organised contests.
The men had gotten strangely competitive as the wives tittered at the whole macho display. Peacocking over swollen beer guts. Despite the tittering about the absurdity of the whole thing something about lit up the women themselves.

From there it had spread grown inexplicably in popularity until now...

The contestants or at least one half of them jogged across the beach they were in pairs the women in bikinis and the men wearing speedos one pregnant woman and one beer bellied man this first part was just a competition between the men and women for comedies sake for the men were in most cases far more encumbered than the women.

The audience chuckled and tittered at the display and cameras went off to capture the spectacle. It was debatable if the appeal of the strange event was mostly comic or to do with feederism.

Eventually Barry and the other beer bellied men caught up with their partners and they lined up. With a twinge of excitement he saw the amazonian judges strolling toward them with measuring tapes glistening abs in sharp contrast to the swollen rudely jutting out male guts on display.

Photos were taken of the men by their partners belly vs bump laughter and gasps in equal measure coming out from the audience at just how ridiculously swollen looking the men were. Some of the more dedicated women even used certain medications to achieve the desired look Barry was glad to have escaped that.

As the judge measured Barry's belly with the measuring tape he felt the delightful feeling of abs brushing against a bloated beer belly. He stiffened glad his belly hid it from view.

The bellies were measured standing up felt and prodded to test consistency and the men were asked to lie down seeing how they looked domed upwards partners crouched by them in a manner reminiscent of gardeners proud of a prized pumpkin.

As the day continued many contests were held including a giant barbacue eating contest and a beer chugging contest. The men laid down and food and booze was shoved down their throats by their partners.

By the end of all this gorging the men couldn't sit up laid like beached whiles with palpatating paunches tight as a drum. They watched as the women played beach volleyball and competed with light jogging. They were not at peak form but practically superhuman compared to their gluttonous partners.

Barry did not end up coming first in any catagory and he thought he saw a dangerous gleam come into his partners eye...