"You have to stop cooking."
They placed a final raspberry on the immaculate tart they were making for dessert and looked up to find their girlfriend standing in the doorway. She only wore pants and a bra, but they were both digging into her. Her boobs were overflowing like overfilled muffin cups. Her body had become pudgy lately, that much was true. Very different from the toned and lean woman that they had started dating.
"Like... right now? Or in general?" They said.
"In general," she snapped, "Look at me."
"I am," they said, "You look hot."
She snorted and unzipped her pants, her belly rounded out and wobbled. They tried desperately not to make an indecent noise, feigning nonchalance and going back to decorating the tart.
"Look at me," she repeated. She picked up her gut and dropped it, the fat bouncing, "Your food is too good and I keep eating it, so stop cooking."
They smirked, "Baby, I make the food to be eaten, so it makes sense that you, you know, eat it?"
"My pants are getting a holes worn in between the thighs," she said, "That's never happened before. I'm outgrowing my bra-" she gripped her breasts and then snapped the band of her bra, showing the grooves where it was digging into her.
"Just more to grab," they said, wiping their hands on a dish rag and then walking to her. They grabbed the unbuttoned flap of her pants and pulled her as close as her belly would allow. They brushed their fingers up her side, feeling the divots of fresh stretch marks on the new curves on her side. Her breath hitched, her eyes wide as they roamed over their face.
They traced along the edge of her bra, poking the fat that bulged out. She tried to bite back a whimper, but it escaped and they felt a small smile twitch the corner of their mouth. Finally they placed a soft hand to the side of her face and she melted into their touch, her fat on her face made her look like a doll. Her small double chin covered what used to be an impressive jawline.
“And what if I like you this way?” They asked.
She sighed contentedly, “Is dinner ready?”
