Chapter 1

One day Cammie decided "Enough was enough". She'd vainly tried fattening up her trophy husband Guy for the first three years of their marriage and to no avail. In fact all of her attempts had backfired with Cammie, only 5'4" gaining over 50 lbs and now weighing in at a very chubby 183lb pounds. She tried everything but Guy always passed on deserts and usually ordered only light and small portioned meals. Plus he did personal training as a side gig.

But being married for three years and together for a total of five, Cammie learned of his weaknesses. Said flaws were for gambling and never wanting to lose a bet, no matter what. Slowly she devised a plan and put it into action at their next dinner party.

Cammie carefully selected the guest list and made sure that plenty of his fellow trainers were invited. She chose these idiots because she knew, that at least one of them would strike up a conversation about her weight, as she was the only chubby and unfit one amongst the bunch.

She didn't have to weight to long as Guy's steroid juiced buddy Todd began grilling her about her diet and exercise routine. Guy interjected that he'd tried everything in the book to get his wife to lose weight but that she "lacked the willpower to stick to anything".

Cammie seized the moment by beginning to weep. Apologies insued from all parties and especially from her husband.

"You don't know what it's like to lose weight when your fat!", cried out Cammie while pushing her husband and backing away. "You say you've tried everything, but you haven't tried empathy. I don't even think your capable.

"Honey, I'm sorry, so sorry", said her teared up husband. I'll do anything.

"Anything?", asked Cammie between feigning sobs.

"Anything"

"Oka y Mr Hot shot, I bet you that if you got as fat as me, which I doubt you could do, I bet that not only would you fail at getting me in shape but that you would also lack the willpower to get back in shape yourself", said Cammie defiantly.

"Ooooooooooow", went the collective efforts of the workout dances. She could tell that Guy felt cornered and was ready to cave.

"I don't know, I have clients and..."

"Sounds like someone's chicken", said Cammie playfully, "Come on. Think of it as a fat to fat to fit thing.

"Yeah Bruh, your clients might actually think that's cool because like it's on TV and stuff", said Todd in his usual meathead manner. While an nincompoop, Guy felt even more trapped now as his wife and best friend had torn to shreds his most valid defense.

"Okay, so your telling me the bet is that I can't get as fat as you and then lose the weight?"

"Yup. I doubt you even could get fat. You go on and on about diet and exercise but you've just got good jeans. I bet you couldn't even get there in year's time . And if you did, which you won't, you'll never lose it before me."

"You're crazy. That's easy."

"Okay then it's a bet", said cammie extending her plump arm.

"So what do I get if, and when I win?"

"You won't, but if you do, I promise to follow all of your advice and never complain again about anything, for a whole year"

"A whole year of peace? Your on", said Guy smugly.

"And no exercising until your BMI is higher than mine, okay?"

"Okay", replied Guy reluctantly.

They shook hands and weighed in.
Cammie weighed 183lbs and at 5'4 inches had a BMI of 31.2, Obese. Guy weighed at a lean 210lbs. At 6'5", his BMI of 24.5, in the normal healthy range. When the group finally calculated that at Cammie's current weight that he'd have to gain 57lbs, Guy became a bit nervous, but didn't let it show.

"Sure you can handle that Bruh?", jabbed Todd.

"I got it", replied Guy with a false confidence as he poured himself the first of many dark beers.

They agreed to hold a party monthly with both Cammie and Guy agreeing not to weigh in until they all met back up. Every one talked excitedly and even a few side bets insued.

Cammie was surprised with how Guy took to eating all the food she now ordered for him including extra desserts. She would bring him plate after plate of food and multiple fattening snacks as she got rid of his healthy treats.

His face got fuller, but Cammie didn't notice any real change except for the fact that Guy had lost all definition in his former six pack. She wanted so much more but decided to play the slow gane.

With little to show initially, Cammie planned to use this time to create a pavlovian response to overeating. She did this by always coming on to Guy before eating and then once he was stuffed to the max, she made sure to give him sexual release.

By the end of the month, she noticed her stuffed husband mindlessly rubbing his distended belly and cock whenever she didn't give him automatic release.

When the first follow up party occurred everyone commented on how chubby Guy had become in just a four weeks. She could tell he was embarrassed by the way he sucked in and even his choice of baggy clothing.

"No way my man's losing that bet", said Todd enthusiastically while patting his friend's softened middle. "Damn Bruh, you're really bulking up. You're gonna be a huge beast when this is all over".

"Yeah, I think you might be right Todd", admitted Cammie with coy smile.

Cammie weighed in at 174, a loss of 9 lbs and the health nut guest calculated that her BMI was down to 29.4. There were a few genuine cheers and they all congratulated her on no longer being categorized as obese, as she moved down into the simply overweight grouping.

Guy exaggeratedly push out his midsection when weighing in to the friendly laughter of friends and to the carnal delight of his wife Cammie.

Weighing in at 223lbs, Guy's gain of 13bs put Guy in the overweight category with a BMI over 26%.

Todd then immediately pointed out that at Cammies current weight, guy only had to gain another 28 lbs and it would all be over. "You suckas better pay up. He'll be done in another month or two. Fuck the year!", said Todd giving guy a hard high five that made Guy's arms jiggle due to their total lack of exercise for the whole month.

Cammie felt good being more fit, but she didn't like the idea of Guy victoriously winning another bet. Right then and there she decided to make it a lot harder on her husband.

Cammie still cooked and stuffed her man the second month but she increased her portion sizes gradually until she was eating just about as much a her husband's.

She herself, liked the feeling of being overstuffed, which caused their little after dinner forays to increase in both intensity and duration.

She could tell he was addicted to overeating as she watched him down a half eaten tub of icecream right from the container after dinner, when he thought no one was looking. Then he did the most spectacular thing. He began rubbing his belly and cock and quickly came to release.

Day after day they both ate huge meals, fucked their brains out and repeated the steps over and over again.

Cammie actually missed working out so she began doing heavy weights and concentrating on enlarging her thighs hips and ass. Reluctantly she cut out virtually all cardio and even began drinking mass gainer shakes made with icecream to add more fat building calories. As a result, she looked much firmer and was due to all the dense muscle she was building under her adipose tissue.

Guy on the other hand did little to no exercise at all. He just relished in being able to win such an easy bet, teasing his wife about how he'd get to her BMI by the end of the month and would be back in shape two months later.

His confidence was seriously misplaced but from his judgment he was confident that he'd gained over twenty pounds. And he was confident too because he was in awe of how hard his wife had hit the weights. She looked more fit and toned, especially in her waist, so in guy's mind he rationalized that Cammie had lost weight, not gained it.

When the guest arrived at the second follow up party, their guest were amazed that the radical transformation taking place before there eyes. Cammie was still a "big girl", but now looked like a brick shithouse. Her upper body workouts lifted her big D, cups upwards. Likewise her narrowed waist and flatter tummy, along with her big and now sculpted ass gave her the appearance of the hot milf body.

Guy on the other hand looked a mess. He purposely wore the same outfit as he did the first two times, but now he looked a lot different. Where cammie lost fat and gained muscle, Guy's body did the exact opposite. Sitting all day and stuffing his face with thousands upon thousands of calories, accompanied by no exercise meant that he was losing muscle mass and adding adipose tissue at an alarming rate.

His gut hung over his pants and his shirt didn't even cover his down deepened navel, surrounded by soft and wobbly fat. His shorts struggled to contain his dimpled ass and thick saddlebags rested atop of his widening hips.

Their astounded guest marveled how his exposed belly jiggled and wobbled with each step. His midsection would have been the main attraction but what caught everyone's attention was Guy's chest development. He'd always been teased for having big thick nipples and darkened areolas, even when he worked out. But back then he had a rock hard and impressively large pecs. Now he had what looked like a womans chest in both size and shape.