“You sure you got it?” She asked him, fighting the urge to bite her lip. Her boyfriend was currently huffing and puffing his way slowly up the driveway.
“Yeah…no problem…” he lied between wheezing breaths
A year ago, helping her bring in groceries was a non issue, despite his huskier frame, he still had plenty of bulk. Besides, it was only groceries, it wasn’t like he was hauling rocks. Still, that was a year ago, a year full of laziness, hedonism, and lots and lots of groceries.
As he slowly stepped up and into the house, he tried to maintain his composure, tried to prove to himself he wasn’t as far gone as he was. Unfortunately for him, the sweat stains on his far too small shirt, stained with yesterday’s flurry of grease and sugar, and his sweaty brow told another story, one of the glutton he had become.
She followed behind him, effortlessly carrying the simple bags of groceries, a task she now had to do multiple times a week. It was taking more and more effort to cook and feed him, and he was eating through enough food to feed a family for a week, on a near daily basis now. She watched him lower his bulk into a nearby chair, his ass and love handles basically enveloping the poor thing as it creaked under his weight. This man used to frequent the gym, used to play college football, used to work construction and now he was a wheezing mess from one trip to the car and back.
It’s not surprising, he always had an appetite, one honed for bulking and perfected for beer and junk. All it took for her to make him the hog he was now was a little motivation, or lack there of I suppose. The protein shakes she made him suddenly began to make him swell with fat instead of muscle, something he failed to notice right away. His activity lessened, as she pampered him with all of his favorite foods, freshly made and heavy in calories and substance. The beers he would enjoy on weekends to unwind started to become a daily indulgence, and when he was feeling buzzed, his appetites, both culinary and carnal, grew. She pampered him, pleasured him, and worshipped him as he swelled, and he took it all so willingly, like the obedient hog he was.
She left and returned with more groceries, while he still tried to catch his breath. He hadn’t moved much the past week, and he was realizing it now. Since he was let go from work a couple months back, he didn’t have much reason to leave the house. Plus, she made sure everything he wanted was within arms reach, so what reasons did he really have to leave the couch? The poor hog, oblivious to just how much he was growing, while his once defined and honed muscles began to turn to jelly.
Once he finally recuperated enough to stand back up, she grabbed his shoulders from behind and gently guided him back down. “Don’t worry baby, I’ve pretty much brought it all inside. Just relax, no need to worry yourself. How about we just relax today? Maybe watch a movie or something? How’s that sound?” She placed a box of snack cakes on the table next to him, his favorites.
“Now, why don’t you head to the living room, while I sort through these groceries. I bought some stuff to make some homemade pizzas, figured you’d love that, right?” She wrapped her arms around him from behind, making sure to feel up on his massive gut while she did. He couldn’t complain about the idea, in fact, he never complained. Why would he? When she made sure he had everything he could ever need or want? He agreed easily, grabbing the box of sweets like it was his treasure.
She helped him to his feet and gave his rump a playful smack to send him on his way. She watched him waddle to the couch, already ripping into the box of treats before he even left the kitchen. As she put everything away, she kept thinking about just how much he ate now, how everything in these bags would be stretching out that gut of his soon, and how much bigger he would glut himself. How she would stuff him with as much pizza as she could tonight, then ride him into his nightly food coma. By this time next year, maybe she’ll try to persuade him to help again, that is….if he can even make it out the door by then.
