Wheeze

Chapter 1

I spread her legs are wide as they would go, but they still touched to her calves. They were so pale, and the amount of rolls on them made them look like soft lard tanks than legs.

I couldn’t see her head, due to the enormous belly blocking my view. The feeding tube was moving slightly, so I did know that she was sucking down the heavy slop. I traced my fingers along her lower belly, feeling every roll fold and dimple as I went. Sometimes, when I looked at and felt her, I couldn’t believe what we had done together. I never thought she would go this far, and I honestly didn’t think I’d have the mettle to enable her to this point. I sunk my hands under her belly, doing my best to push it back. She was so fat that I had to struggle to lift her belly in order to please her. She used to be able to help me, but she was so weak now that it would tire her out in seconds.

She liked it that way, feeling me struggle to use her due to her gluttony.

Forcing myself in between her thighs some more, with my head buried in flab, I thought back to when I could kiss her from her neck all the way down to her mound, her smaller belly never keeping me from her.

Her fupa was now the size of a small belly, and it acted as a gate almost. Getting past it was something only the most dedicated lover could accomplish, a man of determination and will.

I created this mountain of lard by burying the old her, forcing my fantasies onto her. I never wanted it to go this far, but she pulled it out of me once she became trapped in it. A stuffing here, teasing too tight clothes there, eventually led to more. Licking whipped cream off of my member devolved into her face being shoved into a cake while I took her from behind; tittyfucking became roll and belly button fucking.

Pushing into her fupa, I found my prize. I couldn’t hear her moans down here, or see her reactions. I just went to work, my ears and sight blotted out by fat. When she still had muscles, I could feel her thighs press against my head. Now, I barely felt her trying, any semblance of musculature atrophied forever.

I loved making her cum, pushing her body further every day and rewarding her for it. She lived in bliss.