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Size Matters
Chapter 1
You and Natasha have been going steady for a few years now, you’ve been living together
for the last 18 months or so and in general your relationship has been doing well. You both
just click and love spending time together. Deep down though you have always had
something that you’ve hidden from her. Over the years it has started to eat away at you. You
love large women, the bigger the better really. You have an active sex life with Natasha, but
you’ve always wanted more, you want her to scratch that itch for you, but you’ve been
scared to share… until now.
Natasha has always been a fit and athletic woman, since the day you met her, she loves to
play sports on the weekend, pretty much anything that is going on down at the local field. In
the cold months she will renew her gym membership and go multiple times a week. It isn’t
that you don’t like her physically because you are attracted to her, but you want to see her
have some fat on her body. You finished work early and raced home so that you could
prepare a big meal for her. Tonight, was the night you were going to share with her your
secret. You pop the pie into the oven and set the table. Just in the nick of time, you finish as
she comes through the front door.
“Hey Jay, I’m home” she calls from the porch.
“I’m in the dining room babe”
She rounds the corner and is taken back by sight before her, the room only being lit by a few
candles on the table. You look her over, her long black hair held up in a high bun as to not
get in her way when she works, with one swift motion she releases her hair as it cascades
down her shoulders. She is incredibly pretty; her slim face really shows off her features to
significant effect. Her white blouse and black knee length skirt cover up most of her body, but
you can see her toned arms sticking out of the short sleeve blouse and her biceps bulge
slightly against her clothes. Her legs defined and lean are in tights, but you can still see the
light muscles she has from all that running.
“Awh, babe… you shouldn’t have.” She comes over and gives you a hug, squeezing you
tightly.
“I wanted to treat you to something nice.” You lead her to her seat at the table and pull out
her chair.
“Why thank you.” She bows her head with a curtsy and sits her toned rear onto the seat.
“What are we having?”
“A surprise for now, can I get you a drink? Some wine?”
“I’d love some.”
You head to the kitchen to return with a bottle of wine, you pour it out into the wine glass on
the table.
“This is all so lovely Jay.” She says bringing the glass to her lips.
You take your seat opposite her and start to tremble with nerves.
“Everything ok?” Natasha asks.
“I want to talk to you about something, I just don’t know how to start.”
Her soft hands reach over the table and hold yours. “You can tell me anything honey.” She
reassures you.
“Well… I wanted to share with you something… something personal,” you wait for her
approving nod before you continue, “I have a little bit of a secret to share, I still don’t know
how best to say it…” You see her give you a reassuring smile. “I guess I’ll just say it, I like big
women…” you hang your head down. She doesn’t remove her hands from yours and after a
few seconds she gives them a squeeze causing you to look up. She is staring at you, no hint
of anger, shame, or anything negative. Just love.
“I’m listening” her soothing voice calms you.
“I love you and I always have; I find your athletic body sexy because it’s you, but I’ve always
loved bigger women. Fat women.” You grimace as you say it.
“Well, that is interesting.” She muses. “How big?”
“Well, the bigger the better…” Your voice trails off.
“What a motto, you should put that on a bumper sticker.” She giggles, trying to defuse your
nerves with humour.
“I can’t believe you are taking it so well; you’ve always been so… fit and healthy… I’m here
saying that I like fat women.”
“It’s certainly odd to hear but it is interesting. Usually, you’d hear the inverse of this
conversation when a woman gets fat in a relationship, I think it is quite funny how it’s the
opposite for you.” She giggles. “I won’t lie though; I think it even sounds fun…”
Your eyes go wide, and you watch her face intently, searching for a hint of negativity.
“I can see from your reaction you are a bit sceptical, but I mean it. I would do that for you, I
could put on some weight for you.” She lovingly squeezes your hand and smiles.
“You would do that for me?”
“Yes.”
A flood of joy and arousal flood into your system as you mind starts going into overdrive
trying to understand what has just happened. The night has just begun and after years of
secrecy, weeks of building up the courage and days of planning the night. In an instant it is
now all over, and it even went the way you wanted. This is a dream come true.
“On one condition.”
You quickly refocus on her, coming out of your overactive brain. “Anything” you say promptly.
“I have something that I want to share with you too.”
Your ears perk up, you start to hear your heartbeat.
“I too love you very much and that should be evident by my willingness to change.” She
stands up from the table and slowly walks over to your side. “I mean who would be willing to
take this slim and toned body and get fat” She lifts her shirt to show off her firm abs. She lifts
your hands to her body and starts to guide me around. “Feel how firm and toned I am now;
this is the fittest I’m ever going to be.” She giggles. “This is all going to go away.”
You feel your cock become hard, you start to rub your hands around Natasha’s fit body, you
linger on every word as she teases you.
“A big, fat, gut… could you imagine? Huge and soft, jiggling when I walk.”
She is good at this…
“My ass growing huge and doughy, my thighs wobbling with cellulite, my biceps turning into
bingo wings.” She squats down and brings her face close to yours, her hot breath on your
face only adds to your arousal. “My face plumping up, chubby cheeks and plump lips
covered in sauce from all the food you’ll be feeding me.” She draws her lips closer; you part
your lips and lean in for a kiss, but she pulls away. She takes a second to look down her
nose at you, a big smirk spreading on her face.
“That can happen if you indulge in my wish.”
“Oooh… Anything…” You moan back.
“Good…” She leans in for an enthusiastic kiss. “So, do you want to know what you are
agreeing too?”
You nod in a horny daze.
“Well,” her hand firmly grabs your hard cock, “This is too big, I like them small.”
Did she say small?
As if she read your mind she replies “Yes, I did say small, I prefer small dicks. I want you to
make yourself smaller for me. That is something that turns me on very…” she moans, and
you see her free hand start to rub her crotch. “… much.”
“Anything…” You groan.
“Just like that? You still want too?”
I nod, she immediately wraps her arms around me and starts to passionately make out with
you, her hand starting to stroke your cock through your clothes.
“Oooh… I’m going to… get so big for you…” She says between inhales as she breaks the
kiss.
After about a minute of passionate kissing and rubbing the alarm for your food goes off, it
startles you both. Natasha rises to her feet, her breaths ragged. She looks down at you with
a fire in her eyes.
“That is food… You didn’t tell me… How can I shrink?” You ask whilst trying to catch your
breath.
“Well, I found a supply of pills online that will shrink you. I bought them in a lust filled evening
once and I’ve never had a chance to use them. Until now” she says giddily. “So, you just
take one for every 30lbs I gain, they say that it takes about an inch off with each pill.”
“Well, I’m just about eight inches, so you’d gain 240lbs for me?”
She lets out a huge moan and returns to your mouth in a fervour. A little shocked you start to
enjoy yourself before she breaks off the kiss.
“Fff… fuck, you didn’t even question it, you assumed to shrink it down all the way…” She is
once again touching herself in front of you. “I’ll gain as much as you want if you get that
small.”
“Deal.”
“Great, what’s for food?” She asks rubbing her tummy.
“I made a pie for us.”
“Correction, that pie is mine, I want to eat that whole fattening stodgy pie myself. This gut
isn’t going to grow itself.”
“Tell you what babe, get me a pill and I’ll even give you the first one for free.”
For a moment she stands frozen, you worry that you’ve broken her but suddenly she is
halfway up the stairs before you can blink. You decide to get the pie out and bring the big
dish to the table. You can hear her rummaging around upstairs. You place the whole dish of
the pie in the centre of the table and place a plate on her side. Natasha bounds down the
stairs and stands in the doorway, a bottle of pills in her hand, she eyes the massive pie on
the table.
“That is a lot of pie.”
“Well, I wanted to make sure that you were well fed.” You smirk, now moving over to her. You
take the bottle of pills from her hand. She attention is focused entirely on the bottle of pills,
her breathing starting to become heavier once more. You can almost feel the desire radiating
from her.
“These are the pills then?”
She nods.
Without pause you pop the lid off and remove one and place it into her clammy hand.
“Seeing as I’m going to feed you, don’t you think it’s fair that you feed me first?”
Natasha softly moans and her powerful legs start to tremble. She brings the pill to your lips,
and you stick out your tongue. She pushes the pill into your expectant mouth, and you give
an overexaggerated swallow. She just stares at you, her breaths becoming louder.
“All gone.” You say, opening your mouth for her to inspect. She plants a big kiss on your lips
whilst her hands explore your torso and slither down to your still hard cock. She traces her
fingers down its length and breaks the kiss. She leans into your ear and whispers softly.
“I don’t think you made enough food.”
Chapter 2
That night was wild, she stuffed herself silly for you. She forced down the entire pie which
was meant for a family of six. Usually, food comas would drain the energy of someone but
not Natasha. After she finished her last bite, she leaned her elbows on the table and looked
into your eyes.
“I’m… so… bloated…” She punctuates this with a slap to her taut gut, from the sound you
can hear that there is no room left. She rises to her feet and reveals her bloated belly. You
can’t take your eyes off it, she bounces over to your side of the table, resting her distended
gut on the table. Sensually she is rubbing its tight expanse. Her blouse is strained heavily by
the burgeoning tum beneath. The strain causes little windows to form between the buttons
letting you see her skin bulge between the gaps.
“If you think this is big, just you wait.” She takes a deep breath and pushes her stomach out,
a button pops right in front of your face, it ricochets against the wall. You stare at the big gap
in the blouse, captivated by the display.
“That was getting tight… Mmm…” Her hands grab at the opening in her blouse and with a
swift pull she rips the rest of the shirt open, revealing her stuffed belly.
“Much better…” she takes your wrist in her hand. “I think I need a tummy rub…”
That night you both fucked like rowdy teens. You didn’t notice any immediate shrinkage of
your penis but the thought and talk alone was enough to drive Natasha wild.
The next few days were much the same, you’d make her a banquet and she would guzzle it
all down. On the sixth night you finally noticed something.
“I think I am smaller.” You say aloud to Natasha whilst she scoffs down the hearty feast
before her. She freezes mid bite of an overloaded slice of pizza. Her eyes go wide, and you
see her shudder. She locks eyes with you, and you see that look again. Desire. Quickly she
swallows her mouthful and starts to make her way to your side of the table. She lowers
herself to the floor and she slowly lumbers her bloated frame over to you on her hands and
knees.
She arrives at your knees and her messy face looks up at you for a second before lowering
to your crotch, rock hard from watching her feast.
“Here, feel.” You reach for her hand and slowly trace it up your thigh to your hard member.
As soon as she touches it, she drops any attempt of being restrained. Her greasy palms start
to explore its entire length, gauging its change in size.
“Oh wow…” she moans.
You can’t say for sure but feeling her hands on your cock you’d say that it has lost about an
inch in length as she suggested the pills would. It feels strange as only now it seems that
you can notice it. You notice her hand seems bigger when she is trying to grasp it, seemingly
not as thick as it once was but only slightly.
“See, I told you.”
She stands up and pulls her shirt over her head, the hem catches on her belly and bust
causing them to each drop and jiggle before you. “Much better without clothes.”
You stare at her body. Considering it has only been a few days you can start to see some
changes. Her belly has been pretty much permanently stuffed and round. It certainly seems
bigger than the first night, the dome is starting to support her bust when it is stuffed like this.
She gives it a loving pat.
“You held up your end of the bargain, my turn.” She plops herself down opposite you once
more and starts to eat with renewed vigour.
You watch as Natasha greedily shoves slice after slice of pizza into her ravenous maw.
Moans escape between gasps of air.
“I’m going to get huge for you.”
After her meal she asks for seconds and even thirds.
“Don’t push yourself.” You timidly advise.
“I don’t care if I fucking burst, I am going to eat everything in this house for you. I am going to
get so fucking fat.” She grabs her stuffed belly and jiggles it. “I need you to get me more
food.” She moans as she rubs her stomach.
After her impressive display of gluttony, she needed help to get to bed.
The next two weeks fly by as she continues to stuff her face night after night.
“I’m going to get bigger for you Jay, I am going to need a new wardrobe soon. You on the
other hand. I can’t wait until you take your next pill.” She said one night.
She seems hornier each day, seemingly anticipating your next pill. She spends a lot of time
playing with your cock. She is even now starting to tease you more. Stretching her arms
above her head which causes her shirt to rise and reveal an ever-increasing amount of belly.
She will shoot you an innocent look as she readjusts her clothes. On this night you get home
and as you get ready to start to prepare a big meal for your love you notice a lovely smell.
“Babe?” You call into the house.
“I’m in the kitchen, take a seat at the table, food is nearly ready.” She shouts from the
kitchen.
You notice the table is set up much like you had set it up the first night, you take your place
at the table. You aren’t waiting long before you see her enter the room. Proudly she strides
into the room, taken aback you gasp. Natasha is wearing a set of lingerie that she worn a
few times over the years, for those special occasions. Red stockings held up by suspenders
attached to her crimson bustier. This time however it fits a lot different.
She brings in two plates piled high with food, one filled with fried chicken and the other
stacked high with waffles drizzled in gravy. She places both plates on her side of the table as
she struts past you back into the kitchen giving you a sly smirk.
You watch her body closely and see how her thighs now bulge out of the gap between her
stockings and panties. The tops of her bra cups are overflowing, clearly her gain isn’t
centred entirely in her stomach, what a gain that has been. Your eyes managed to get a
quick glimpse of her bodice which is strained by the jiggling belly which has now replaced
her toned abs. She passes you and you follow her with your eyes and watch how her gait
has changed thanks to the added weight. Her thighs now rub and her wider hips sway side
to side as her ass cheeks are much bigger and have a lot more motion due to her walk.
She returns with 2 more plates, one she places on her side of the table, big pile of bacon
and sausages. She holds the second plate high so you can’t see what is on it. She locks
eyes with you.
“I hope you are hungry.” She says softly as she places the plate in front of you. Looking
down you see that your plate only has one thing on it. A pill. She giggles at your shocked
reaction.
“Already…” You barely whisper out.
She giggles and places a hand on her generous hip whilst she gives a slap to her chubby
belly. “I guess I’ve been eating more.” She giggles once more.
“How long has it been?”
“16 Days, 16 days and I’ve gained 34lbs. Look at me, can you not see it?” She puffs her
chest up and grabs the underside of her belly with both hands and jiggles it, the audibly
straining. “This lingerie is so beautiful, but it wasn’t going to last at this rate, I thought we
could send it off with a bang… or a pop, rip and tear?” she says in a deep growl.
Staring at her in awe. She really is getting into this…
“One thing is first, eat up” she points to your plate.
Looking down you quickly grab the pill and swallow it without hesitation. You look back at her
face as a big smile spreads across her lips. “Good boy, I think that deserves a reward.” She
moves towards you, turning you so that she can stand between your spread legs. Her gentle
hands reach around the back of your head and pull you forcibly into her chubby belly.
“Oh baby, this is only the beginning, I am going to get so much fatter for you.” She says
above you.
Your hands reach around to her ass and squeeze her plump cheeks while you kiss her soft
stomach. After a few minutes of worshipping her belly she takes a step backward, breaking
your grasp on her.
“Now, I think it’s time to eat.” She proclaims as she plops down on her side of the table. Like
a woman possessed, she starts to fill her greedy face. Halfway through the food before her
she starts to let out some groans, maybe she ate too quickly. She beckons you to come over
to her side. At once you jump to her side and she takes your hands sensually and leads
them to her belly which is now stretching the fabric of her lingerie to the max.
“Please rub, I need to eat more but I’m so full. Can you feel? I need tummy rubs.” She
pleads.
You get onto your knees and start to rub her belly, your eyes transfixed on it as it bulges
against her buster. She continues to shovel more food into her gut. You don’t know how long
you’ve been there rubbing her stuffed belly, but she is moaning more as you do so, her
hands now join you rubbing her bloated orb.
“Finished…” She groans. “I feel like I am about to pop”
With that she takes a deep breath, and you can hear the fabric of the lingerie give way,
rapidly ripping down its seam as her belly now bulges obscenely through the newly forming
rip down the left side. Her belly surges forward once the fabric has given way.
“Uuupf…” Natasha lets out as her belly covers the tops of her thighs. She slaps the side of it
and watches it shake, too full to jiggle, she turns to you. “I’ve never been this big, ever. Let’s
get bigger huh?” she pushes you backward onto the floor.
You lay on the floor and look up at your love as she stands tall above you. From this angle
she has to peer over her gut to see you. She slowly lowers herself down onto your legs and
slowly starts to stroke your hard cock through your clothes.
“Uuugh…” She shudders “I can’t wait until its smaller…” she grinds her crotch against your
thigh. She undoes your zip and releases your cock; it stands proudly from your crotch. She
starts to jerk and stroke its length and slap it against her belly.
“It’s much too big still, maybe I’ll just have to gain more, how does that sound?” Natasha
covers her hand over your cock as she holds it against her belly. Feeling your cock being
pushed into her soft belly you start to thrust into her palm and belly.
“Someone is excited…” she moans. “You won’t last much longer; I can feel it.”
She was right, whether the events of the day or a side effect of the pill you quickly find
yourself orgasming onto her belly. Natasha moans at your release and scoops up a handful
of your cum and licks it off her hand greedily.
“Can’t let anything go to waste, I’ve got growing to do…”
Chapter 3
“Natasha…” you try to get her attention. A difficult thing as she shoves another taco into her
mouth, focused solely on the plates before her. You clear your throat with a cough. “Babe?”
she looks up at you. Her now pudgy face breaking out into a smile as she locks eyes with
you.
“It’s happened again.”
Discarding the half-eaten taco, she thunders over to you, since the incident with the lingerie
she now eats food in only her bra and panties. She says it helps her eat more but you
suspect it is just a way to tease you further. She drops quickly to her knees to inspect her
prize. Your cock is now around two inches shorter than it was, thinner too, it remains hard,
but you can feel it is certainly not as impressive as it once was.
“Wow, it really is working…” She lets out a big moan as her hand slips towards her crotch
before she starts to rub her clit through her panties. You release your cock from its confines,
and she yelps as she sees it fully.
“Oh fuck, it is smaller…” Her pace increases and the rapid movement through her arm
causes her to jiggle all over. Your dick pulses with lust, she continues to rub furiously and
leans in to kiss your prick.
“Oooh…” You moan aloud.
“Close again? You aren’t lasting long lately…” she says teasingly. “I love that…”
Huh?
“I love how you can’t control yourself around me, how you can’t last for more than 60
seconds, I want you to cum from seeing your big, fat girlfriend jiggle into the room. Do it, cum
for me.” She commands. She pops your cock into her mouth, she hungrily sucks.
Not that you had much of a choice, you erupt hot seed into her mouth which she hungrily
swallows. Her body starts to shudder as she works her own orgasm out. With a pop she falls
backwards off your cock and lands on her back, panting heavily.
For a few minutes you both take some time to catch your breaths.
“I’m not getting up. Please bring me food… I need to grow.”
A few days later Natasha comes home from work and calls out for you. “Jaaaay” her voice
fills the house. You dash to the front door suddenly stopping in your tracks. Before you
Natasha stands, her work blouse popped open, and her trousers split at their sides.
“I think I might need new clothes…” she says innocently.
You gawk at the flesh bulging out of her ripped clothes.
“That isn’t all… come here…” she lowers her voice to a whisper. You walk towards your now
chubby girlfriend, and she presents to you, her hand.
“Look Jay, my jewellery…”
Her plump digits now bulge around her rings on each hand, her bracelet on her left arm is
strained tightly from the accumulation of fat. Softly you rub hands as if to check they are real.
“I think my rings might be stuck.” She says, trying to remove the ring on her left hand. With
great effort she doesn’t manage to cause it to budge at all.
“Oh, that’s not good. I can’t believe you have gained so much… it’s unreal…” you gasp.
“I know, I’m such a fatty.”
“I have an idea.” You dash to the kitchen, grabbing the butter and rushing back to Natasha.
You coat her sausage fingers in butter to help lube up the rings to get them to budge. You
massage her hands, sensually. Feeling the now squishy accumulation of fat that wasn’t there
before. Natasha moans from the massage.
“You are good at giving massages, maybe you can do my feet next.” She winks.
You give a slight tug to one of her rings, and it manages, barely, to slide off thanks to the
lubrication of the butter. Once you have the first off you work the second one off her plump
digit.
“There, your fingers are all safe.”
“Thank you, but my hands are all buttery…” She looks at you suggestively. “I think for saving
my little sausages from being cut off, you deserve a reward…” Starting to suck the butter off
her left hand. “Can’t have this go to waste.” Sensually she licks the butter off her hand, she
walks past you and draws her finger in the air to call you to follow her. Obediently you walk
behind her, staring once again at the ripped clothing.
Suddenly she stops, turns around and pushes you towards the sofa. Landing on the soft
cushions you see Natasha get onto her knees and fumble at your zip. Your cock was already
hard from the hand massage.
“Always ready to go aren’t you.” Releasing your cock into the open she then takes her right
hand, still covered in butter, and starts to stroke your dick. “Can’t let it go to waste…” she
trails off, eyes now transfixed on your six-inch erection.
“Oh, I am getting close already…” You say a little shocked. The pill’s side effect? Or am I just
worked up?
“Oh, baby you can’t seem to last… I like that… Makes me feel wanted, lusted for… Don’t
worry, I won’t make you wait.” She lowers her head to your cock and slowly licks the length
of your shaft. The sensation is intense, but she seems to be focusing licking the butter off
rather than aiming to please you. “Can’t waste the calories…” She mumbles as she takes
your girth into her hungry mouth, hungrily licking and sucking your cock.
You grunt and start to tap her on the shoulder, the pleasure is too much for you to speak.
You erupt and fill her cheeks with your seed. She continues to suck and lick for a few
seconds, ensuring to get the entirety of your load and likely the butter by this point.
“Hhhmmmm…. That was good…” She moans softly, licking her lips. Natasha stands up and
surveys her body once more, poking the bulging skin through the rips. “Wow… I am fat now
huh?” She looks down at you on the sofa, still panting from the incredible orgasm.
“This gut isn’t going to feed itself, let’s go eat.”
That night, after Natasha stuffed herself silly, you are both laying in bed on your phones, and
she was ordering new uniform for work. Thankfully, it would arrive before her next shift. She
turns the screen to you.
“What do you think?”
The clothes seemed the same as her normal work clothes, “They look fine, same as your
normal stuff.”
“Not the style, the size.”
You look again, this time noticing the sizes. There are four pairs of uniform in a much larger
size than she used to buy but one set is only a little bit bigger.
“What is up with that one?” You ask quizzically.
“I’m so glad you asked.” She takes your hand into her pudgy one and slowly guides your
hand down her body, feeling the added plumpness, feeling the rolls starting to form, her big,
bloated belly, taut with tonight’s banquet. “I thought I could burst out of them again… It was
so hot today; I felt my clothes so tight on me this morning but by the time I had lunch I was
struggling to contain myself. Any second I could just burst out and my colleagues would see,
truly, what a fat girl I’ve become.” She is now kneading your hand into her soft sides.
Your erection returns, her talking about bursting out of her clothes at work really does speak
to how much she is enjoying this. Natasha feels your hardon prod against her side.
“Again, so eager to go…” She leans in, her humid breath against your cheek. “Let me take
care of that…”
The next day her clothes arrive, and the larger set is a bit baggy on her, she can’t help but
tease you by saying “for now.” She quickly heads to the bedroom to change and when she
comes down the stairs you see that she has put the tighter clothes on. Her fat is tightly
packed in the blouse, the buttons already straining and that is before she has eaten any
food. The waistband of her skirt cuts deeply into her stomach, causing her belly to bulge
above and below, forming a division in her gut.
“You like?” She jiggles for emphasis.
“You… Look… Amazing…”
“I look fit to burst…” Natasha traces a finger over the swell of her tummy.
“I don’t think that will last the day…” your cock hardens at the prospect of her busting out of
her clothes. Natasha notices.
“Thinking of me bursting out of this?” She giggles.
You nod.
“I’m starving, let’s have breakfast.” She heads into the kitchen and stats to point out food
from the fridge that she wants. After a few minutes and a large order, you start to cook.
Natasha usually gets breakfast in work, a perk of the job she always said. You don’t mind,
you are glad to be with her and able to watch her eat.
“Food’s ready.” You call to Natasha as you start setting plates down on the table. Piles of
bacon, pancakes, fried eggs, toast, sausages. A good start to the day.
Natasha plods into the room, her tight clothes allow you to see her bulk jiggle in detail. Her
co-workers are lucky to see her all day in this.
“Oh Jay, I don’t think my clothes will last until I finish breakfast… You’ve made so much…”
You blush, subconsciously you did make a lot. “You don’t have to eat it.”
“Nonsense, I love a good challenge.” She starts eating.
You stare at her eating, like always, turned on immensely by her gluttony. Very quickly she
demolishes most of the food. Towards the end she is groaning and leaning back in her chair,
her hand rubbing her belly under the table.
“Are you ok babe?” You ask with concern.
She looks up and locks eyes with you, a large smile forming on her face. Without a word she
stands up, rising quickly, her gut now above the table you stare at the wide gaps between
her buttons. As soon as she finishes her ascent the blouse gives way. Buttons fire off her
blouse, one bounces off the table and into your side. You are now staring at her taut belly in
the open.
“Oops…” She says with a fake innocent tone, her finger on her lip. “Guess I ate too much…”
Her other finger prodding the tight bulge.
You break your stare and dash upstairs and return within what feels like seconds, panting
from the sprint, incredibly hard and straining against your pyjama bottoms. Without any
words you reveal the reason for your mad dash. The pill bottle. You remove the lid and pop
two pills in your mouth quickly and swallow before Natasha can even react. You place the
bottle on the table and look over to her. Her domineering smirk has now gone replaced by
shock and arousal.
There is a small amount of food left, all semblance of manners gone, her pudgy hands grab
at what is left of the greasy pile of food. Forcing the food into her mouth, groans escaping as
she must be at capacity, still she continues. The food can’t get in quick enough and smears
over her face. She moans aloud stuffing more into her face, bloating her cheeks, she looks
at you again and lets out a huge moan after staring at your crotch.
“Fffuuccckk…” She moans as she uses both hands to continue to clear the rest of the food.
During this ravenous stage she pops two more buttons. She is licking the plate clean, still
groaning from how tightly packed her stomach is. Staring once more at your hard dick she
starts to rub her belly.
“That was so fucking hot… You took two…” She trails off as a hand has reached around her
gut and is starting to rub at her crotch. Joining in the lusty free for all you start stroking your
painfully erect cock.
“That’s it Jay, stroke for your huge girlfriend…” She shrieks as she already reaches orgasm.
You are also extremely close; you slow down to make it last longer, but Natasha has other
ideas.
“No, cum.” She barks as she resumes her feverish rubbing. “You can’t last long, you can’t
resist, your shrinking dick can’t resist all of this.” She gestures towards her body. “I’m going
to get fatter, especially as you’ve just taken two pills… I wonder… how… Small… you will
get…” Shrieking again as a second orgasm takes hold. This time you can’t resist and
explode over her, ropes of cum splattering her belly. The shock of the first one gets
Natasha’s attention, and she moans more as you continue to cum on her.
“I think I am going to call in sick today, stay home and continue to eat, maybe you should
stay here too…”
Chapter 4
You and Natasha spend the whole day together, you rub her gaining body and she plays with
your shrinking dick. She gets a call halfway through the day from her boss. She takes the
call into the kitchen and returns with a frown.
“What’s wrong?” You ask.
“My boss was just checking if I was well enough to go out on the business trip…”
“What business trip?”
“Apparently Anderson has been fired, he was caught screwing his secretary… again… and
that means I am now stepping into his role, it’s a very important trip and I am the only one
who knows much about Andersons work so my boss has given me a promotion to go on this
trip and extra pay for the duration.” She explains still frowning.
“That sounds great. Why are you sad?”
“Because the trip will last two weeks, we are going to France…”
“Two weeks? Oh… When are you going?”
“Tomorrow… That is why I’m sad… I won’t get to see what the two pills will do…” she trails
off.
“Well, let’s make it more fun,” Her face perks up, “I’m sure France will have some delicious
food there for you to try and the extra money could be used to help this along.” You say
giving her gut a loving pat.
“That sounds fun… You’ll still take pills?” The sorrow in her voice replaced by excitement.
You place her hand on your crotch. “By the time you get back, it’ll be smaller for you. I’ll take
more pills if you are a good gainer for me.
“I think we should have some fun before I start packing.”
The rest of the afternoon Natasha spends packing, you hardly see her as she needs to get
all her stuff sorted before her 10am flight. She has one last meal with you before she turns in
early for the night. You join her. The next morning you say your goodbyes as she leaves.
You head to work and although the day doesn’t drag you feel sad knowing that she won’t be
coming home tonight. You haven’t heard from her all day; you send her a message to check
she is ok but nothing. You go to bed early and hope you have a message in the morning.
You wake up and check your phone.
Natasha:
You:
Hey sweetie, the company really screwed us here, I am in the middle of
nowhere. Apparently, the company wanted to save money and it was too
expensive to stay in the city, so we are in the countryside. The signal here is
atrocious, I’m not going to be able to send you photos or hardly speak to you
at all, there isn’t even Wi-Fi. If I’m lucky I can do what I’ve done now and
connect to the free Wi-Fi when I am in town, but they charge by data usage
so no pics I’m afraid. Sorry babe. This trip will be worse than I thought. I will
keep gaining for you though, the food here is rich.
That really does stink… At least try to enjoy the food and the scenery. I wish I
could be there with you. I’d help with the feeding.
Man, two weeks without her…
Two weeks passes and it really did drag. Today is the day, she returns. She was being
dropped off by her boss. You took the day off work to be there when she returned. You did
try messaging her during her trip, but she wasn’t receiving anything. During the time she was
away you took another pill after the effects of the double dose finished. You were excited,
giddy even. You hear the door handle open. As soon as she touched down, she messaged
you to say she had got off the plane safe and to wait for her in the bedroom.
“Babe?” Her sweet voice calls out. God I’ve missed her voice.
“Upstairs, just like you said.”
“Good. I’ll be up in a sec.”
You hear heavy footsteps come up the stairs. The vibrations and echoing of each stomp can
be heard through the foundations. Your cock now starts to get hard, anticipation rushing
through you as you wait behind the closed door of the bedroom. The handle slowly twists as
you hear Natasha’s heavy breathing the other side of the door. Slowly the door creaks open,
and I cannot believe what I am seeing.
“Holy shit!” I exclaim.
“I know…” She says, a wide grin appearing on her face.
“Your…”
“Fucking huge… I know.” She finishes your sentence in a sultry tone.
Before you stands Natasha, but not as you know her, she is much bigger than when she left,
you can’t even begin to guess the weight she has gained in these last two weeks. She is
wearing the baggy work outfit she ordered before leaving and now it looks tightly packed
with fat. She is so much more. The outfit strains heavily from its desperate battle to keep her
blubber concealed.
Natasha now has a double chin and her once lean face now is now chubby, she looks like a
fat girl on her face alone. Looking over the rest of her body you see that her arms are now
big and thick, the fat oozing from the short sleeves of her blouse. Her arms are capped off by
her now fat hands, formerly soft and dainty these now meaty paws look pudgy and soft, her
thick fingers barely look as though they can stay together because of the thickness. Her
boobs bulge obscenely out of her bra, her fat tits have certainly grown, and this bra has not
kept up with the expansion.
You lower your gaze to her middle, her belly dominates her frame, a huge protruding mass
pushing out from her body, defying gravity almost. She has opted to tuck the skirt under the
fold of her gut making her stomach appear bigger as it is not constricted as much. You can
see it jiggle softly as she takes heavy breaths. Her hand softly traces circles on its upper
hemisphere.
You continue your inspection of her, and you see that her hips have now exploded outwards
as they try to support her bulkier frame, the wide hips lead to her huge, thick thighs. The skirt
being tested immensely by the width of her hips now rises to mid-way down her thighs. You
can see a large portion of flesh on display, she has opted not to wear the tights, likely due to
the constriction.
The rest of her legs are thick and bulging as you finally settle your gaze onto her feet. She
has removed her shoes and socks, so you get to see that even these were not able to
escape the expansion. Her feet, much like her hands, were once dainty but now look
positively huge. Her toes look like thick cocktail sausages, she likely couldn’t even fit into her
shoes. The foot looks squashed, in part due to the weight that they are now carrying and in
part because the fat on them is easily displaced.
“Although I love your eyes all over me, I think It might be my turn to see something…” She
bites her lip.
You are so incredibly hard and close to cumming that you are almost scared to reveal
yourself.
“The side effects are much worse… I am… so close already…” You say pathetically.
“Oooo… Show me… Ineed to see it…” Her hands start to caress her body, groping at her
soft body.
Slowly you stand up, she stands frozen in the doorway, eyes locked on your crotch. Your
hands head to the waistband of your jogging trousers. You slip your thumbs under the band
and pause.
“I took some more pills.”
You slowly start to lower the band down.
“I am so tiny… I hope you don’t mind…”
You let go of the jogging bottoms after they pass your crotch, they fall quickly to the floor,
pooling at your feet. Your boxers still covering your manhood, you glance at Natasha in the
doorway. She is rubbing her body with more passion as she aggressively gropes her body.
“I am so hard… I bet you can’t even see it through my boxers…”
She lets out a huge moan as she takes her first step towards you, the thundering of her
heavy frame shakes the floor beneath you. Sensing the effect you are having on her, you
continue, slowly lowering your boxers and revealing your dick in its entirety.
“Fuck…” She freezes during her second step. Staring with a burning in her eyes. She looks
up to your face and lunges. She uses her weight advantage, on top of the layer of muscle
she still has, to throw you to the bed. She rushes her face straight to your much smaller
cock.
“It’s so… Small” She leans in close.
The pills have done exactly what they said they would and more. They seem to have had a
multiplicative effect from taking the two and now your once proud eight inches stands fully
erect at a mere inch. The head of your cock taking up about 50% of that length. The
sensitive nub jerks wildly on its own from the pleasure from Natasha’s hot breath.
She takes her plump index finger and thumb and slowly uses them to wrap around the small
head. Slowly she strokes, knowing you are so close already.
“Fuck, I can feel how close you are… It's so small… fuck” She moans.
She lowers her face close to inspect it. Her tongue parts her plump lips and she gives a
small lick of your micro penis. The pleasure is immense, you shudder and grip the bed.
“That sensitive? We are going to have fun…”
She pushes her lips out and gives it a big kiss, your erection pushing against her soft lips.
That is all it takes, you can’t hold back any longer, you erupt a small torrent of cum onto her
unsuspecting face.
“Mmmm…” she moans excitedly.
You lay back, panting to catch your breath. Your orgasms seem to be stronger.
“I wonder what would happen if you took another pill? Tell you what, let’s make a deal, If I
can burst out this blouse like my last one, will you take another?” She stands up and starts to
rub her fat body for you, giving you a little show.
Natasha is loving her new body, the way she grabs and gropes at her rolls, squeezes at the
bulges over her clothes, it’s hypnotic. She rips the buttons off her top and reveals her naked
torso to you. Her belly is huge, no other word for it. It protrudes excessively from her body,
its soft expanse shakes before you. She rubs its wide expanse, kneading and jiggling her
massive gut for you. The jiggling spreads to her boobs which are threatening to pop out of
her bra.
You watch intently as she continues the show, but she stops to ask you again.
“If I got bigger, would you take more? I want, no, need to get bigger. I need to see you
shrink, it’s so hot.” Her fat digits head towards her crotch.
“I took two pills this morning…”
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