The old gym gear

chapter 1

I enter the house and hear music coming from the living room, I walk in and see you, my beautiful princess, in joggers and a t-shirt following an exercise DVD. You have no idea I am there as I stand and watch you; enjoy the view, watching your body wobble with every move, enjoying seeing your wide ass wobble as you thrust your hips, your heavy udders bouncing and shaking.

When we first met you were coming out of the university gym, I didn't see you and we literally bumped into each other. I was taken aback by your natural beauty and the way your body filled out your light gray sports bra. And that cute round ass of yours in those legging! Right there and then I knew I had to have you. I introduced you to a life where you didn't have to worry about your size, where every calorie you consumed wasnt something to feel guilty about. And ever since we moved in together I have looked after you completely. I have bought you all the burgers, milkshakes and fried chicken you could ever want and we've both enjoyed watching you grow. Everyday you tell me how lucky you are to have me, your king, and everyday I tell you that I'm the lucky one. I love holding you in my arms after a big meal, rubbing your soft belly until you burp. I love cuddling up with you at night and I playfully jiggle your ever expanding stomach.

I grab the remote, slowly walk towards you and wrap my arms around your waist. You let out a squeel of shock as I pause the TV. You giggles as you realise it is me, your king and that you are safe in my arms. I move my lips to your ear and I gently ask you what you're doing. You look over your shoulder, you have a naughty look in your eyes... I hold your belly in my hands as your fat ass pushes against my cock.

"Are you trying to get rid of this?" I say as I rub your soft belly...

"What if I am? What are you gonna do about it?"

And just like that I know exactly what you are doing, you're playing me, you timed this so I would catch you, you want to be punished... my clever girl! I turn you around and wrap my arms around your large waist and your beautiful eyes look up at me.

"Stay here"

I go to the bedroom and grab the old light gray sports bra and legging you were wearing when we first met. I bring it down to you. Your chubby face shows excitement and fear. What does your king have planned for you? I hand over the clothes and I take a seat. I tell you to change into them. I tell you that I want to see how much you have gained since I first laid eyes on you. You slowly nod as you bite your lip, excited by the idea. You take off your t-shirt and bra, pull down your sweatpants and stand there, naked. It takes every bit of resistance I have to not get up and squeeze every flabby part of your body, run my hands over my fat hog of a princess. Make you giggle as I caress your beautiful sensitive stretch marks. But I have something much better planned.

I watch as you huff and puff and squeeze yourself into your tight leggings, as you jump your giant udders swing and bounce. You know I'm enjoying every minute of it. Once you've got it past your ass and hips you give up. You stand there red faced with your belly hanging over the waist band, panting to catch your breath. You grab your old sports bra, pull it over your head and push your hands inside to stretch it over your massive tits. After a struggle you stand there with your cleavage spilling over.

I take out my phone to make a call. I keep my eyes fixed on you as I raise it to my ear;

"Hello, I'd like to place an order for delivery please... do you have a pen and paper...? yeah this is gonna be a big one..."