Before you can protest another guttural burp erupts from your mouth. As your partner helps you from the chair you realize how heavy you’ve gotten. Each move you make seems to get more and more difficult; belly wobbling, boobs bouncing, thighs rubbing, butt swaying. What once was a simple task is now an Olympic feat, you’ve never been this out of breath. You’re in a full on waddle at this point. The squeak of the floorboards becomes louder with every step.
Finally making it to the bedroom you heave your obese body onto the bed. The first thing you notice is a small tickle, your belly ever so gently touches the sheets as you crawl to the pillows. The bed creaks defiantly with every move you make. You roll onto your back, sinking deep into the mattress. Panting and wheezing trying to make yourself more comfortable. Seeing now how massive you’ve become, a petite athletic form now a 300+ lbs blob. You groan as your stomach churns, no doubt digesting whatever was in the food. Trying to ease your belly your partner begins to rub, small gentle kneading to calm it down. However this also gives them the opportunity to explore your expanding body. Between rubs they’d poke, pinch, and prod your fattening form. Any defiance was drowned out by a low belch, nothing you could do but lay back and watch.
Without realizing, you find yourself moaning between burps. There’s no way you actually like this…right?? That would be insane. You’re an athlete, not some hedonistic slobby cow. You wake early for a run, count calories, almost completely avoid any junk foods. As your body continues to change however, so does your mind. Exploring your body you see just how soft it is, and how softer you’re becoming. At this point thanks to the help of your partner you’ve easily passed 375 pounds, encroaching 400. Your belly completely covered what was your panties, torn away as your ass and hips widen. It’s like sitting on two big marshmallows, soft and somewhat firm. Your ass (from what you can tell) has still kept its bubble shape, it’s just ballooned 3 times the size. Pairing excellently with your titanic thighs, each one encased with thick lard. Breasts the size of watermelons, engorging with each passing second. Your hands and wrists have even swollen with fat, pudgy fingers and rolls forming on your wrists. Biceps completely covered by a doughy layer of flabby skin. You look at yourself; nearly half a ton of soft, doughy fat. A complete cow of your former self; and you relish it. The thoughts of wanting to be thin again has melted away. What’s been replaced is far more….devious.
You lock eyes with your partner, “OOOOUUUUURRRRRPPP-loower.” You plead with a pant. They do as you instruct and begin to massage down the expanse of your bloated gut. Reaching the underside they start to lift, trying to push away as much fat as possible. Grabbing handfuls of belly you tug (lots of effort but with little success) to try to help. Feeling a sudden tingle as they grab your engorged fupa, you let out an excited gasp followed by a small burp. It’s never felt this sensitive before. Trying to maintain eye contact over your massive belly your partner begins to work their fingers. Slowly moving in small circular motions, their fingers are swallowed by your lips. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you feel the wave of sensation hit you. Never in your life had it felt this good, “oh my goooOOOOOOUUURRRRRPPPP-don’t stop!” You wheeze.
Your body shivers, causing every inch of your blobby form to wobble. The eroticism seems to hasten the growing, as you feel your body expand and sink further into the bed. Watching helplessly as your arms, wrists and fingers swell; restricting movement. Feeling the rolls along your back and side deepen. Features on your face soften further, becoming unrecognizable to that petite person you once were. The bed creaks and groans as more pounds pour on, you feel it begin to buckle under your massive body. Finally, the bed gives way as you hit your most violent, ferocious, orgasm you’ve ever had. Leaving you in a stupor of pure ecstasy. Your belly falls with a massive thud, seemly finished swelling. You take up almost the entirely of the bed, at least 500 more beautiful pounds gained. Still in pure bliss, mouth agape and drooling with delight you give your partner a needy look. “More.” Slapping your gargantuan gut with one hand and twisting a nipple with the other, “I need…so much more. Aaand maybe a stronger bed frame.”
Hope you enjoy! And I’m gonna be courteous as I know you have a new partner, so instead of “admirer” I’ll just say-
