Author's note: I set out to create what may or may not be a new form
of weight-gain fiction -- one is which mutual gaining is involved,
between two loving people who do not engage in subterfuge or trickery.
I realize that it may not have the fantasy appeal for those that enjoy
force-feeding or "magic potions", but I hope that I can provide enough
rich description to satisfy both male and female FAs -- are there any
female FAs out there?
Also, I hope to provide this story with significant size-acceptance
issues and show how larger, rounded people can be incredibly sexy in
erotic fiction.
-- Big Chris
The next two months were a flurry of cooking activity for Judy. What
seemed at first to be a series of difficult food preparatory chores
became almost routine: morning shopping for supplies while Steven ate
large quantities of her most fattening foods as he worked at his
computer, followed by more serious feeding starting at noon, after
he had finished his work projects for the day.
"Still have to pay the bills!" Steven would say, leaning back in
his chair, clearly revealing the results of sixty days of five big meals
a day, constant and massive intake of sweets, as well as four of the
4000 calorie weight-gain formula shakes. Even Judy, who had hoped for
these results, was amazed.
What had once been a flat, hard stomach with nary a bulge had become
quite round, large, and protuberant. His belly was remarkably firm in
addition to its symmetrical, balloon-like appearance. Very Buddha-like,
curving outward from just under his fuller, breast-like upper chest.
Judy told him his shape was just like a friend who was eight months
pregnant -- he had to agree. He was carrying his weight well forward,
his belly swelling forward and outward at a consistent rate. He was
gaining at such a steady rate that their neighbors (who seemed to
approve of his play preparation) remarked that he looked a bit fatter
every single day.
"Think it's time to take a measurement," Steven said, struggling
off his work chair, unable to bend very far forward because of the size
and firmness of his new weight. "Wow ... Honey, check this out ... I'm
up to 48" and I was about 47" just a little over a week ago." He put
his hands under his globe of a belly and tested its heft. "Feels alot
heavier, too."
Judy came into his work study from the kitchen and looked at the
stomach she had worked so hard on. "Yep," she said, "You're getting
pretty darned big -- you should go weigh yourself." Steven walked slowly
to the scale in the bathroom. He had to lean back somewhat now that his
waist was 10 inches bigger. A rather pronounced waddle, from balancing
the weight of his world-class "beer belly".
"Holy cow, I'm up to 250." He called out from the bathroom, straining
to look around his large, round stomach, almost unable to read the scale.
He had been a muscular 200-pounder just two months before. He thought,
"I never believed this could be possible, but I love it ... and I LOVE
Judy's cooking."
"Hey, when's it going to be MY turn," Judy asked, in a fake, but
sweet imitation of a child's whine. She spread some icing on the top of
a devil's food cake, knowing what Steven's answer would be.
"Well, I think you've decided not to entirely wait your turn," he
teased, walking back into the kitchen where Judy looked at him as he
entered. Judy had been sampling so much of her own cooking that she had
put on another 25 pounds. Her clothes were starting to look too small --
like the sweatshirt she was wearing. It was starting to look tight
against the growing fullness of her own bloating belly and her now much
bigger and luscious breasts, straining against the too-small, size 40
bra. "You haven't been saving all the goodies for me, have you?"
Judy laughed as he patted her thickening butt; he then squeezed her
bottom, testing her like ripe fruit. "Hey! What am I a melon?" she
jokingly barked, putting her hands on her fuller hips. She reached for
him, pulling him to her, feeling his big, firm belly press against her.
She realized how much the sensation aroused her. "I love you so much."
"I love you too, my sweet, " Steven relied, in a sexy low voice.
"Want to take a little love break ... take some time for a little
chubby cuddle?" Judy looked up at her husband longingly, her deep blue
eyes pleading for the pleasure he had been providing in greater measure.
"Any time, my love, when its with you -- my precious ..." He took her
by the hand and led her into the bedroom, dimly lit since the shades
were still down. As she turned to remove her bracelet, placing it on the
bureau, Steven pulled her sweatpants down to her ankles, then stood to
rub his belly against her burgeoning butt.
"Ummm ..." She seemed to enjoy this, and turned back to him to feel
the fullness and warmth of his belly. Still hugging, they kissed each
other with deep, exploring kisses, falling onto the bed where their
hands started to caress in long, smooth strokes. After a few minutes,
Steven slid down to where he could kiss between her thick, soft thighs,
working up to her vagina until his tongue could no longer hold out. His
tongue entered her gently, rubbing and flicking at her clitoris until
she was moaning loadly. He squeezed her ample hips, and she knew he had
to be inside her.
She pushed him over on his back, his great belly rising up like a
mountain. She was quite wet; and when she climbed on top of him, he was
already so hard that his penis arched towards the head of the bed.
Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, feeling him slide softly into her,
filling her, amazed at how he seemed to grow inside her. Then, she moved
into her favorite position: leaning against the solid rotundness of his
belly, she rocked and pressed against the bottom of that big, globe of
hard flesh. The pressure always seemed to make him harder, and she
moaned louder as his member became more swollen inside her.
She was in ecstasy, feeling the tingling sensations grow outward
from her vagina, through her fleshy thighs, down her legs to her toes.
She had always enjoyed sex with her husban stomach she had worked so hard on. "Yep," she said, "You're getting
pretty darned big -- you should go weigh yourself." Steven walked slowly
to the scale in the bathroom. He had to lean back somewhat now that his
waist was 10 inches bigger. A rather pronounced waddle, from balancing
the weight of his world-class "beer belly".
t a growl, she leaned forward, over the roundness
of his stomach to let her breasts slap against the top of his belly.
She came with a teeth-clenched fury, fingers gripping tightly his
strong hands as he helped hold her against the bottom of his stomach,
slowing down, the tingles now radiating up her spine; and then: the
incredible surge and pulsing as he came deep into her, his penis
throbbing like his own pounding heart. She collapsed backwards, faced
the ceiling, and sighed.
"Oh God, I love you, Steven. It's never felt this way before. As
you've gotten fatter, that power within you grows -- it's just so
incredible." He replied sweetly from the other side of his great belly.
"I know ... I don't really understand it, but it keeps getting
stronger. I wonder how it will be when I'm close to my play weight.
And we've got to start you on some serious fattening-up, as well."
Judy moved to be able to land sweet, soft kisses along the bottom
of his bulging magnificence. As she did so, his penis suddenly came to
attention again, rising so quickly it almost startled her. "Whoa," she
thought, "I can't believe what a fat sex machine he is." -- but she was
too exhausted to think of riding that tummy again so soon.
For the next six months, Steven was a big help in the kitchen, since
with both of them gaining, there was a tremendous amount of cooking and
cleaning that needed to be done. Judy enlisted the help of her sister,
Terri, and two of Terri's friends, Cindy and Patty -- all of them glad
to help, since they were all excited about the opportunity for Steven to
get back into performing.
"Wow, it must be so great, being able to eat all you want -- no guilt,
no feelings of 'Oh, I shouldn't eat this..' " Cindy said briskly one
afternoon, as they all worked in the kitchen, doing various elements of
baking or cleaning. "How much more do you have to gain, Steven?" It
still seemed somehow foreign to the three younger girls: gaining until
your body became so large, full, and thick -- something they had never
experienced in their twenty-something lives.
"Well, let's see ..." Steven had to stop and think, and he rubbed his
belly absent-mindedly, in long stroking movements since his stomach
bulged forward so far, he could barely move around the narrows of the
center island in the kitchen. "I'm up to a 60 inch waist, and I weigh
330 pounds now ... I suppose about another forty or so pounds. The
director had originally wanted me to get up to a 60 inch waist, but
after seeing some recent photos of me, he's going to double my bonus if
I get up to at least 66 inches." He started to hold out his arms to
illustrate how far his belly would extend, then realized he could only
reach as far as the front portion of his immense stomach -- he couldn't
even reach around to his belly button. The amazing thing was how his
tremendous weight gain had centered solely in his waist, creating a
stomach fatter than Judy or the girls had ever seen.
The three young brunettes, all still so slim, twelve years younger
than either Steven or Judy, giggled at the thought. This time it was
Patty who spoke up. "And what bonus do you get, Judy?" There was no hint
of sarcasm or element of a put-down in her voice -- she looked at Judy
in a very Earth-motherly way.
"Well, I have the satisfaction of knowing that Steven has more to
love, and more to gain, by having such a succulent and big, beautiful
wife." Judy turned to look at Steven, and he returned her gaze of love
and smiled. She WAS incredibly beautiful. She had gained sixty pounds in
the last six months and was showing it off by wearing tight, hugging
clothes that displayed every bulge and curve.
At 265 pounds, her hips were so wide that they brushed both sides of
the narrow doorway leading into Steven's work study. Her belly ballooned
out in front of her in a large, round fleshy mass -- very symmetrical
like Steven's -- but was soft and tender to the touch. Steven loved to
gentle knead and caress it as they lay in bed on rainy, cozy mornings.
But it was her newly-swollen breasts that were truly magnificent --
never small-breasted to begin with, Judy had developed mammoth 46DD
breasts that seemed to want to surge out of her bras. When she took off
her bra, they sat large and tempting, on top of Judy's deliciously fat
stomach. And, oh ... that behind!
Her buttocks were like two huge beachballs, so intensely provocative
in the way they swayed and heaved when she walked; it drove Steven wild
when she walked in front of him, her back to him. He would sometimes
move up quickly and rub the front of his enormous tummy against her ass;
more than once, they had to make a bee-line for the bedroom because it
turned them on so much.
Terri could not bring herself to admit to her sister (she didn't
want Judy to think she would do anything disloyal -- and she wouldn't)
that Steven was charismatic as a very fat man. His great bulk lent a
friendly, warm, jolly demeanor to his presence; coupled with his kind
manner and genuine concern for others, this made him someone any girl
would love to be with. As Terri scooted past Cindy to find some spices
in a far cabinet, she found she would have to squeeze by Steven as well.
"Excuse me, Steven," Terri said, as tried to pass him through the
narrow walkway between the center island countertop and the sink. He
tried to step back, but it was clear his huge, bulging stomach, so
immensely round and sticking out to such monumental proportions, was so
large as to completely fill the area he was in.
"Sorry there, Terri," Steven chuckled, "This big boy's going to have
to back out of here if you're to get by." Terri smiled, and not wanting
Steven to think she was put-off by his great size, she patted his fat
stomach affectionately; Steven backed up into the dining area and Terri
went over to the spice cabinet. As she found the nutmeg, she thought
about how his belly felt -- so firm, warm, and substantial. She realized
that while many girls her age might not feel the same way, she knew that
a big, full body can have a very sexy appeal.
Terri would have been surprised to know that her boyfriend Dean, who
frequently came to pick her up at Steven and Judy's, felt the same way
about Judy. He hadn't seen Judy in several months when he had come by,
just two weeks before. He was amazed at how much weight Judy had gained
since she had accelerated her bulking-up. Her broad, swaying ass,
swinging through the hallway as Judy led Dean to where Terri was waiting
in the living room, had entranced him. He also found himself barely able
to take his eyes off her mammothly bountiful breasts; he wondered what
it would be like for Terri to have such huge breasts like her sister.
He imagined slim Terri transformed into a large, luscious woman, and
found himself getting an erection when he fantasized about his hands
full of those great, big breasts, with nipples as large as grapes.
When Terri, Cindy, and Patty had finished helping cook the incredible
array of food that Steven andthe satisfaction of knowing that Steven has more to
love, and more to gain, by having such a succulent and big, beautiful
wife." Judy turned to look at Steven, and he returned her gaze of love
and smiled. She WAS incredibly beautiful. She had gained sixty pounds in
the last six months and was showing it off by wearing tight, hugging
cl her huge breasts resting on her soft and now-quite-fat stomach,
hugging Steven with one arm as she waved with the other.
"Boy," Terri thought, as the girls drove away, turning onto the
tree-lined street, "Those are two lucky people."
--- End of Part Two ---
Ending note: Any feed-back would be appreciated -- from male FAs
anticipating Judy's plumpening, or female BBW/ female FAs who have
any thoughts about the relatively unexplored realms of male
feedees/mutual fattening. Please leave your thoughts as messages on
"The Weight Board" .... Thanks!
-- Big Chris
Part 2 by Big Chris