Anticipation Pt.2 Now with cover art work included

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One hundred and thirty five pounds that was where Luke's ridiculous scale stopped tormenting me and settled on a number. These scales are the worst, not only do they show you how fat you are getting, they tell you with that horrible 'clank' sound. All I could do was stand there for a few moments staring at those numbers biting my nails. I wasn't shocked at all that I had put on weight, what caught me off guard was the amount. Twelve pounds was a lot to gain in only a month.

As I walked over to the mirror to check myself out the scale clanked mockingly behind me. I stood in front of that full length bathroom mirror in just my underwear going over every inch of my body. I needed to see where those twelve pounds had gone. Starting with the obvious, my stomach, from the front it still looked pretty normal. Nothing was different at my waist, still the exact width of my hips. My belly button with its cute little tear drop shape didn't look any softer. My thighs had always touched so this was nothing new but they did look a little bit thicker. I did feel some tightness around my bra; this actually made me pretty happy. I have been insecure about my small breasts since middle school so if they actually were starting to get bigger maybe this weight gain thing isn't so bad. Next I moved closer to the mirror to inspect my face. It didn't look any fatter but its roundness coupled with my small nose makes me look permanently twelve years old. My stylist convinced me to go with a dark colored longer bob cut, she said it would make me look more mature and the color would contrast well with my green eyes. I guess she was right. I probably should have tipped her more.

Last to be examined was my butt. I put my chin over my shoulder to see what was going on back there. I was a bit shocked by what I saw. Out of my black thong popped a much rounder booty. Before I only had a slight crease where my butt met my thighs, now the crease had extended all the way across. I have narrow hips so my butt had nowhere to go but outwards. Where my skin was once smooth and tight, a few dimples of cellulite had sprung up and ruined that. I put both of my hands on my ass and squeezed, it felt heavy and kind of clammy. My heart dropped when I saw what a flabby mess my butt was turning into. Just when I thought I had seen the worst of it my profile came into view. Gone was my once flat tummy, now replaced with a bulging pooch that stuck straight out below my belly button. I immediately grabbed it with both hands and jiggled it. I sucked in as hard as I could but the pooch was still there no matter what I did. There it was my punishment for an entire month of overeating.

That was when I heard a knock on the door and I remembered why I was in here in the first place. "Hey Melanie did you fall in?" I heard Luke say from behind the door. "I will be out in a few I still have to do my makeup and put on my dress." The pit in my stomach grew until I felt like I was going to puke. Tonight Luke had something special planned for me. I was going to stuff myself in public but he wouldn't give me any details. When I first agreed to it sounded kinky and fun but now I was dreading it.

The fact that I just found out that how chubby I was getting and now was about to go to a restaurant and make a pig of myself in public was overwhelming. Staring at the mirror I was in disbelief at the person I was becoming. I was about to call the whole night off when I looked at the sink counter and saw what Luke had gotten me just for tonight. It was a beautiful white barrette with a red rose on it. It wasn't expensive or anything but it was really thoughtful and cute. That gesture really got to me and I decided I could make it through tonight. I told myself that after tonight I would stop all the eating and get back into shape.

So I put on some red lipstick and some smoky eye shadow. Next was something that was worrying me, the dress. It was just your standard little form fitting black dress with a v neck and small sleeves. The problem was I hadn't worn it since I met Luke and obviously there was a bit more of me now. Putting on the dress turned out to be drama free. There was some stretchiness to it that I had never needed before. It slipped on right past my bigger booty and bulging pooch. I didn't get off that easy though, as soon as I saw myself in the dress I realized it didn't hide anything. The material had a sheen to it that only extenuated my new fatness. I was horrified but it was all that I had. All of my other dresses were being dry cleaned so I was stuck looking like a fat shiny sausage. The only thing I could think of was to put on one of my wide white belts right across the fattest part of my belly. It sort of helped.

I put the barrette in my hair and exited the bathroom. "Wow you look gorgeous." I heard Luke say from the couch. He then walked over to me, kissed me on the cheek and asked if I was ready to go. I nodded and we made our way to Luke's car. As I sat into the passenger seat all I could feel was my lower fat roll squish up on my belt. My anxiety started to grow as I sat there thinking about all the eating I had done since that first stuffing.

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That first stuffing really opened my eyes to how good a big full belly can feel. Once I broke through that barrier of pain the pleasure was amazing. I loved the hefty feeling in my stomach and knowing it turned on my partner. So I agreed to overeat for Luke more often since it was such a good experience. My main concern though was gaining weight so Luke made a compromise with me. I would stuff for him whenever he wanted me too but only with fruits and vegetables. Obviously he agreed to my conditions immediately. I should have been more tactful with my negotiating because Luke was very eager to get me eating. He picked me up from work the next day with an entire watermelon for me. "Are you insane? I can't physically fit all of that inside of my body. " I said laughing. "Don't worry we have all night." Luke responded with a wink.

When we got back to Luke's apartment he immediately started kissing my body as he tore off my work cloths.

As my work cloths hit the floor. I giggled as he scuttled me over to the kitchen counter and plopped that watermelon down. "This is going to be fun" Luke said as he began to cut the melon up into thick slices. He was taking forever to cut up everything so I just started grabbing what was finished. I quickly shoved that first slice into my mouth, getting watermelon all over my face. The first slice was down in about three bites. I actually do like the rind so I ate some of that as well. With the watermelon finally cut up Luke went to take a seat on one of the kitchen stools. He crossed his arms on the counter and cheered me on as I shoved piece after piece of that juicy fruit into me. My ravenous eating made a complete mess all over the floor and myself. I had watermelon juice running down my chest and quickly expanding belly. "You look so freaking hot right now!" Luke exclaimed looking kind of flush. The silliness of me standing there in my underwear covered in fruit didn't escape me and I had to mess with him. I took a huge bite of the melon, enough to fill up my cheeks until I looked like a chipmunk. Then I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue full of melon and wiggled my hips as I taunted Luke. "Yeah look at me I'm soooo hot!" I mumbled at him. Luke cracked up as I went back to gorging myself. With every slice finished I could see Luke become more and more flustered. When I looked down I realized why. My belly was enormous. Somehow it was way bigger than when I had an entire pizza in it. The best thing was that I didn't have any pain my belly just felt big and round. I started to screw with Luke, I made sexy faces at him while I rubbed swollen belly until he looked like he was ready to jump out of his skin. Eventually he couldn't take any more and got off his stool and came right towards me. As my back went up against the counter and my belly stuck out he grabbed a huge slice of melon and put it to my lips. I didn't bit it right away; I just smiled at him with my mouth shut. We stared at each other lustfully as he rubbed the melon across my lips and patted my belly. This continued until I finally opened my mouth and let him feed me.

Now I had already eaten about half of the melon when Luke had begun to feed me so I was feeling pretty full. He shoved bite after bite into me until I couldn't take any more. I had gotten down about two more slices when Luke spun me around, pulled off my panties and bent me over the counter. As he made love to me I could feel that melon slosh around inside my big round belly. It was sloshing so loudly you could actually hear it. This really turned me on. It didn't take long for both of us to climax.

Things went on like this for pretty much the rest of the month. I wish I could blame my weight gain on all of the stuffing sessions but I had begun eating more in other ways too. They say that lunch is one of the biggest factors in people putting on weight. They might be on to something.

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My friend Samantha at work is a very pretty, well dressed girl. She also happens to be very heavy. I have never judged anyone on their weight; it just never felt right to me. The same cannot be said for everyone, especially the other women at my job. I would constantly hear them snicker and make jokes at her expense. It made me sick to my stomach. If they bothered to put away their judgment for a second they would have seen that she is a sweet bubbly person. I liked her even though she talked a lot and was kind of excitable.

One day while sitting at my command center (my desk) I heard her mousey voice come up from behind me. "Hey Mel....um...would you, maybe like to go out to lunch with me today?" she said shyly. "Um....sure...but I need to find someone to sit in for me" I said to her. "Oh...oh Karen already said she would do it" Sam announced. Apparently Samantha already had my lunch planned for me. "Ok let's do it" I told her. Sam knew all the best lunch spots in town and was intent on telling me about each and every one of them. "Oh my god you will love this place" she uttered about 30 different places in the car ride over. For today though she had picked a hidden little Korean place. I had never had Korean food before so I was excited to try it. For lunch I got a bento box full of short ribs, kimchi, dumplings, and rice. It was so delicious; I wanted to take Luke there so bad. Over lunch we gossiped about a lot of stuff, mostly about the other women in the office. Sam seemed genuinely happy to have some company. It made me feel good to be nice to someone. "So how is Lucianooooo?" She asked me. "He's good we are really getting a long pretty great. I am actually going to meet his mother tomorrow." I told her. "That's great you guys are so cute together but be careful with Italian mothers they are ***ing nuts. Also why does he go by Luke that's weird?" She said to me. "I don't know maybe I'll ask his mother." I replied. I hadn't really put much thought into meeting his mother but I knew about the stereotype so I was kind of prepared. I decided not to hold any opinion on Luke's mother until I got to know her. When we got back to the office Sam thanked me for going to lunch with her. She told me how she didn't feel comfortable eating around the other ladies but knew I wouldn't judge her.

Lunch with Samantha turned into a regular occurrence. She showed me all kinds of different and exciting restaurants around town. I even took Luke to some of them. I felt a real bond forming with Sam we had a lot of the same interests, food being one of the biggest.

The smell of Italian food filled the kitchen. I stood at the counter as Luke's mother showed me how to slice eggplant and layer it in a baking dish. She didn't use any special tools like you see on all the cooking shows, just a sharp knife and some patience. She held my hand and showed me how to pull the knife carefully through the vegetable lengthwise to make perfect evenly thick slices. Maria was teaching me how to make eggplant parmesan the "correct" way.

Earlier that day Luke had decided that it was a good time for me to meet his mother so he drove me over to her house so we could get to know each other. A very short and round woman with long black hair and tan skin opened the door. "Hello Ms. Barboni it's so nice to finally meet you!" I said with a big smile. "Nice to meet you too" she responded without any emotion. "Come with me we have a lot to do" she said as she took my hand and escorted me directly to the kitchen.

I tried to talk with Maria while preparing the food but every time I opened my mouth she gave me something else to do. Feeling kind of uncomfortable I just stopped talking and did whatever she asked me to do. Maria really had a lot of skill in the kitchen. The pot of tomato sauce, which had clearly been cooking since early in the morning smelled amazing. She quickly sliced through peppers and onions while simultaneously browning sausages in a pan. Every move she made was deliberate and precise. It was kind of impressive to watch. I started to realize that this was her way of getting to know me.

With everything baking away in the oven Maria poured us both a glass or red wine and we sat down at the kitchen table. I despise room temperature beverages but I wasn't about to complain so I accepted it. "So Ms. Melanie, tell me about yourself." she said to me. I never know how to respond to that so I tend to just blab away about myself until the other person seems satisfied. That was exactly what I did.

Luke's mother could be a world class poker player; she literally gives you nothing as far as facial expressions go. She was very intimidating. I went on nervously blabbing away for about ten minutes until I got up enough guts to ask her a question. "Italy is so beautiful what is it like there?" I thought my question would have been a light ice breaker but her reaction caught me off guard. "Do you want to know what Italy is like? It's a shithole full of thieves and murders and I hope that volcano blows up again and sends that country back to hell." She said to me as she got up to retrieve Luke from the garage. I was sitting there completely confused upset when they both finally walked back into the kitchen. "Oh smells great!" he said as he casually strolled in. As soon as his mother turned her back I looked up and mouthed "What the ***" at him. He just kind of giggled and rubbed my shoulder with his hand.

The rest of dinner was delicious and luckily not as dramatic. The eggplant parmesan was crispy and cheesy and the sausages were flavorful and juicy. Maria loosed up considerably once she had a few glasses of wine and food in her. She even showed me a picture of her and Luke in the airport when they first arrived in America. It was a cute photo of the two of them holding little American flags but there was one major difference that I noticed immediately. Maria was at least one hundred and fifty pounds lighter in the photo. It was a shocking transformation. The photo was of a very thin attractive woman but what stood in front of me was so much different. The current Maria is a huge round woman with such a fat face she always looks like she is constantly squinting. I was happy she shared some of that stuff with me it helped me understand Luke better. Before we left I remembered to ask her why Luke didn't like to be called Luciano. She told me how on the flight over a stewardess asked little Luciano what his name was, she playfully told him it wasn't American enough and said to him "Tell people to call you Luke, American girls go crazy for boys named Luke." This was in 1992 I'll let you do the math.

On the car ride home Luke filled me in on most of the details on his mother's reaction to my question on Italy. "Ok so back in Italy my grandfather was a very bad man, he was a gangster and a thief who hurt a lot of the people in the village we lived in. Eventually someone had enough of his ways and murdered him in the streets when my mother was 16. The problem was they didn't stop with my grandfather they also murdered my grandmother. They decided to spare mom but only so they could torment her further. They made life hell for her. She couldn't buy food or clothes anywhere. Nobody in town would give her a job because they were scared of the consequences. When she finally found a man who could take care of her, he got her pregnant and took off. Somehow she managed to live there for 7 more years before she made enough money to escape. Obviously she is very bitter about the experience. We can definitely go there some time though, no one would recognize me."

"You couldn't have told me this little story...I don't know...yesterday?" I snapped angrily at him. "Don't be upset she actually liked you, she wants us to come over every Sunday for dinner" He told me. Maria was much more pleasant to me in the following weeks. Every Sunday we went over and she would teach me a new cooking technique and all of us would eat the results. She was an excellent teacher and I actually started to enjoy being around her. So there I was adding another big meal a week to my already exploding diet, my metabolism didn't really stand a chance.

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The sound of screeching tires snapped me out my day dream and back into reality. "Oh shit I passed it" I heard Luke say as he started to back up to our destination. Slowly I saw the letters of the restaurant come into view. 'Rioz Brazilian Steakhouse' my heart rate instantly quickened. I felt like I was going to have a panic attack, I did my best to stay calm. I don't know if you have ever been to a Brazilian steakhouse before but they give you a small disk or square with red or green on either side. The waiters come by each table with large skewers of all kinds of roasted meats and cut you slices right at your table. If you have the disk showing green they serve you, if it is red they don't bother you.

This was ten times worse than I had imagined. I was still new to the world of stuffing an over eating and wasn't ready for something so intense. I thought Luke would take me to a Chinese place that serves big portions so I could play off getting stuffed as an accident. No instead I was going to have to look strange men in the face as they served me with pound after pound of meat. They would see my belly grow as I made a pig of myself. There was no way I could hide my gluttony. The thought of being exposed like this paralyzed me in my seat.

That was when I heard the car door open and Luke's voice. "C'mon sweetie it's time to go" I heard him say. I took a deep breath and got out of the car and walked into the steakhouse with him.

"Luke party of two, your table is ready." I heard what the hostess was saying but I couldn't process it. Anxiety had been coursing through me since I stepped out of the car and I was in a complete daze. My heart was pounding like a freight train the entire time I was sitting on the waiting room bench. I was sitting there frozen on that bench when Luke bent down, put his hand on arm and whispered in my ear "C'mon Mel it's our turn."

When I stood up I could feel the weakness in my legs, I was lucky I chose flats over heels because otherwise I would have been stumbling around like a new born horse. Once up I noticed that my belt had ridden up to my rib cage exposing my belly paunch. I was really embarrassed. The time it took to adjust my belt back over my belly felt like an eternity, even though it only took a few seconds. The hostess looked at me like I was an escaped mental patient as she began to walk us to our table. As we were walking to our table it felt like every single person in that restaurant was staring at me. It was like they knew exactly what I was there to do. Gorge myself. We were finally sat down in a secluded part of the restaurant. Being in darker corner of the restaurant helped me relax just a bit. Before I could do or say anything Luke was up with our plates heading towards the buffet. "Mel just sit here and relax I will get us started ok" Luke said as he gave me a peck on the cheek. I was confused for a second but then remembered that all of the sides are buffet style and the waiters bring you your meats.

When I was finally able to pick my head up to look around I noticed first how beautiful the restaurant was with its warm lighting, dark wood trim and colorful walls. What I also noticed was that nobody in this entire place was looking at me. My paranoia was slowly starting to fade away when suddenly a plate piled with food was placed in front of me. On the plate was bed of rice, a scoop of black beans, and three pastels. I noticed each pastel had a different filling inside of its golden crust as I began to cut into them. "It looks good" were my first words in over an hour as I started to bring the cheesy golden bite of pastel to my mouth.

Before I could even get that piece into my mouth the waiter was at our table with a large skewer of bacon wrapped chicken. Slyly Luke had flipped over my card to green while putting my plate down. I hadn't even noticed him do it. The smell was intoxicating. I quickly put my fork down and held out my plate so the waiter could slide those delicious looking pieces of chicken to me. When I looked down at my plates I couldn't decide what to eat first. I ended up going back to my pastel and it was incredible. That first bite of cheesy crispy goodness melted my last bit remaining anxiety away. The rest of the pocket was quickly demolished as I moved on to the chicken. The chicken was moist and the bacon was perfectly crispy. I was in heaven.

Next I attacked the rice and bean plate. I had that plate down along with my other two pastels pretty quickly. After that first wave of food I began to feel like myself again. Luke and I started chatting about our day and about plans for the weekend. This went on for a few minutes until the waiter came around again, this time with a skewer of picanha (top sirloin). I sat there and blabbed away to Luke about how delicious the picanha was. I went on and on about how perfectly cooked the meat was and how the seasoning was just right, until he leaned over towards me and said "Hey let's not forget why we are here." He said this while shifting his eyes over to my empty side plate. "Oh right" I said laughingly as I attempted to hand Luke my plate. He shot me a disapproving look and said "No now it's your turn to go up." Well, all the anxiety from earlier that had faded away was now back. It took me a minute but eventually I got up from the table. I felt my heart rate rise again as I made my way to the buffet to get more food. I slowly walked over to the buffet as the noises around me started to drown out. When I reached it the smells overwhelmed me. It all looked so glorious. I started grabbing anything and everything that caught my eye. When I finally looked down I realized that my plate was overflowing with food. I had 3 more pastels, a large scoop of caramelized bananas, a brick of crispy polenta, and more rice and beans. That was when the fear hit me again. I now had to walk this huge plate of food across the restaurant in front of everyone. All I could hear in my head was "Oh my god what a fat pig, look at her!" over and over. Right when I was about to go and throw out all of the food I saw Luke looking at me. He had been watching me like a creep the entire time. He smiled at me and I managed to smile back.

I thought back to all of the stuffing sessions I had done for Luke over the past month and how it had become an integral part of our sexual relationship. But this was the first time that I was doing this for him in public and it threw me off my game, bad. Looking at the rest of the patrons I realized that they all had their own kinks too, mine just happened to be stuffing. I just pictured everyone there doing horrible deplorable sexual acts and weirdly it relaxed me. I looked at Luke's smile again and sauntered my way back to our table.

As soon as I sat down we both started laughing at the amount of food I had. It was a great moment and I felt a sexual twinge run up my spine as I began to eat. Luke had also gotten us a pitcher of sangria while I was at the buffet. I dove into the food like a champ, bite after bite, getting food all over my lips. I was eating so fast my mouth was bulging with food. That was when the waiter came back to the table, this time with big fat linguica on his skewers. I mumbled and nodded at him to slide them to me. He put onto my plate two of the perfectly browned sausages. I tore into the sausages and ate them ravenously. They were so delicious I couldn't stop eating them. The two sausages were quickly polished off as I started to finally feel my belly swell. With the sausages gone I moved back to my plate of sides. I devoured my pastels one after the next until I heard my stomach gurgle in revolt. Taking a breather I picked my head up to see Luke clearly impressed with my eating. "You killed that linguica" he said happily. I gave him a devilish smile back as I gulped my sangria down. I finished the rest of my plate of sides without much trouble but when I looked down I realized we had a problem. I guess the past month of eating had stretched my stomach out so much that I didn't feel all that full even though my belly was bulging out all over the place. My belly was bulging right over my belt and it was digging into me so much that it was starting to hurt. I looked over to Luke for advice, he quietly said to me "Your going to have to deal with this yourself, I can't get up from the table if you know what I mean."

I sat there trying to think of a plan as the gurgling got worse. If I didn't think of something quick I was going to get a horrible bellyache right at the table. I didn't have time to make it to the bathroom so it had to be at the table. Finally a plan came to me. I took my purse with one hand and started to plop it onto my lap while simultaneously unbuckling the belt with the other. It worked; I managed to slip the belt off undetected. I guess there were other benefits to the cooking skills Maria had been teaching me.

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With the belt off my belly spilled out and the gurgling subsided. My timing couldn't have been better, as soon as I was settled the waiter was back at our table. On deck this time lamb. He cut me some nice think juicy pieces for me. Before I started at them I remembered my side plate. It was empty again so I would have to make the journey to refill it. I looked down at that bulging mass at my waist and started to get embarrassed. The only thing I could try to do was suck in as much as possible and be quick. So I pulled that belly in as hard as I could and scampered over to the buffet. The wonderful smells hit me again as I began to pile food on my plate. The rice had just been changed so it was fluffy and steaming. As I was loading my plate the sangria began to take effect. My whole body felt warm and smooth as I happily piled more caramelized bananas on my plate. That was when I noticed something strange. From across the buffet a little old woman with heavy makeup and a leopard dress was staring in horror at me. I couldn't figure out why she was in such shock then I realized what was going on. I had completely forgotten about keeping my belly sucked in. When I looked down it was enormous. When I looked up we caught eyes and she scurried away.

While I should have been horrified, I wasn't it was almost funny to me. More confident than ever I walked back to our table with my belly proudly bulging out. I sat down back at our table only to see Luke with a flushed look on his face. "What?" I asked him. "You are....incredible" he said in amazement. I bit my bottom lip at him and started to eat my lamb. It was amazing; there was this minty taste to it that went perfectly with the earthiness of the meat. The lamb was gone shortly after. A few minutes later the heaviness of all the different meats inside of me started to take their toll. I started to get kind of sweaty and clammy. The meat sweats are what some people call them; this was my first experience. The sangria didn't help either; it only made me feel even warmer. I tried to eat some of my bananas but every bite made me feel queasy. As I was trying to choke down my bananas I heard a fork hit the floor and before I could look for it I felt a hand on my belly from under the table, Luke's hand. In shock I looked around, it wasn't visible so I flipped our cards to red and let the rubbing continue. As he was rubbing and poking my bloated belly I felt bad in the best kind of way. That tingle crept up my spine again.

When he finally sat-up he looked at me and said "Yup its getting pretty big but I think it wants desert." There were no complaints from be but my belly had other ideas. As audible gurgles could be heard from under the table I told him "You are going to have to get it from me, I can't get up right now." Luke stood up, adjusted himself and went off for my desert. The next thing I knew there was more bacon wrapped chicken going to my plate. "Crap" I said to myself as I realized I had put my card back to green. I am a bacon addict so this sitting there was irresistible to me. I leaned back rubbed my swollen belly and began eating again. All the meat eating had made my jaw kind of sore so it was a challenge. I could feel every swallow sink into my stomach with a thud.

As I was putting the last bit into my mouth a beautiful flan was placed in front of me. I looked up at Luke tiredly, gave a sigh and said "OOF...OK." "Don't worry, it looks like you still have room" Luke said to me as I slowly started to slice into the flan. I slid that first forkful of flan into my mouth. It was so rich and creamy that I almost forgot what a blimp I looked like. Each bite filled in more of the empty crevices in my belly. Eventually it felt like my whole stomach was coated in flan. With my meal finally over I sat back to digest for a few minutes before it was time to leave.

After the bill was paid Luke had to help me out of my chair. People must have thought I was pregnant it was pretty embarrassing but I was too exhausted to care. My big belly threw off my balance so I had to carefully maneuver my way around the tables to get to the exit. Reaching the cool air made me feel so much better. The drowsiness started to fade and I was able to hold a conversation with Luke again. Luke and I talked all the way to the car, about our meal and how I felt. I explained to him all the sensations. Like how my belly was so heavy that each step made it shift to the opposite side and how it made it hard to walk straight. I could tell it was turning him on so I went into greater detail. I explained the difference of how this meal made my belly hard, firm and heavy compared to the watermelon which was sloshy and soft. I told him how when I let my stomach muscles relax I could feel the food shift down lower in my belly.

Every word seemed to get him more and more worked up. When we finally reached the car Luke tried to make out with me while sliding his hand up my dress. While I loved his passion, doing this in public really wasn't my thing. "Whoa slow down, you haven't even told me how I look. Did I do a good job?" I said as I gently pushed him off of me. I slowly spun with my arms out to show him the profile of my huge belly. A devious smirk crept across his face as he put his hand on my lower belly and said sweetly "Melanie, you did an amazing job tonight and you look beautiful. I still can't believe what a gut you put on tonight."

This comment wasn't any mistake, no this one was aimed right at me. Luke was testing me, testing his limits. He wanted to see if I would get mad again. This time I didn't get mad though, not at all. While Luke's hand was pressing into my overfed belly, telling me I had a gut, what I got was wet.

Because of the pressure his hand was putting on my belly and my own confusion over getting horny to a word I hate, my only response was a cute little 'urp'. After both of us stopped laughing we looked into each other's eyes and knew it was on. Luke took me by my hand and led me around to the back of his SUV. He then opened the rear door. Starting to put together his elaborate plan I turned and said to him "Oh is this why you parked so far from the restaurant? I see your plan mister." "Well I figured we would both be pretty horny and the windows are tinted so why not have the option right? And look I even brought us a blanket." Amused with his cleverness I crawled into the back of his SUV and began to fold down the rear seats. As soon as I heard the rear door shut I felt my dress being pulled up past my ass and my tong pulled down to my knees. I heard his belt unfasten and his zipper slide down, then I felt him enter me. Every gyration shifted my belly front to back. It felt like I had a medicine ball hanging from my waist. He pulled my dress up to my chest and began rubbing my gut. After a few minutes I started to feel nauseous so I wanted to change positions. I decided I would feel best on top so I made Luke lay down so I could straddle him. Somehow I was able to get my dress off without ripping it, while Luke helped with my bra. Fat and naked I crawled on top of Luke and showed him the effects of my overindulgence. He rubbed and poked every inch of my swollen belly as I gyrated on him. He kept talking dirty to me the whole time, telling how heavy I felt and how much he was going to feed me the next time. He even told me my belly button looked stretched out. It was exhilarating. The dirty talk really got to me and after a few minutes I climaxed. I continued to ride Luke until I let out a deep belch. That finished him off.

Afterwards we both laid there staring at the stars through the panoramic roof, both of us exhausted and satisfied. At one point Luke leaned over kissed my cheek and whispered "I love you" in my ear. The words that came out of me next were the most genuine I have ever spoken. I leaned over to him with a huge goofy smile and said "I love you too." I went back to staring at the starts with a full belly and a full heart.

*Ok thats it for now let me know what you guys think. Parts 3 & 4 are currently being written. 

[Guest high]

you tell a wonderful story, and so well!

[LumpD]

I can't wait for more!  Great story!

[fattony20]

Thanks guys. More is defintely coming. 

Also I comissioned Kastemel to do some cover art for pt.1&2 so expect that soon!  His intial sketches are awesome.

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Hey guys I just wanted to post some cover artwork by Kastemel I had done.