Fed Up

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Description:  Heidi, a wife dissatisfied by her husband’s precipitous weight gain and cavalier attitude about getting back in shape since tying the knot, is finally fed up with his excuses and decides to give him a taste of his own medicine.

 

Fed Up

 

By Polarisdreamer (Primary Author/Writer) & Piengoo (Editor & Artist)

 

Prologue

         “I'll try to make this brief.”  The beautiful young woman delicately spoke.  Uncrossing her legs, the nervous blonde leaned back into the embrace of the comfy couch.  Avoiding eye contact, Heidi preferred to stare at the ceiling while she continued, “Married for two years, together five, no children.  When my husband, Keith, and I first started dating, I was extremely attracted to his physical appearance.  But… since we tied the knot two years ago…”

        And just like that her tongue tied.

        “I don’t know how to say this without sounding…”  Heidi paused trying to think of the right word, “I dunno, b*tchy?”

        Speaking up in a professional sounding tone, Dr. Keller, an elegant older woman nearing her mid-sixties, replied, “I’m a therapist.  I’m not here to judge you.  I’m here to help you.  Say what you need to say, nothing’s going to leave this room.”

        Letting out a nervous breath, Heidi nodded and explained, “To put the issue bluntly… he’s put on a considerable amount… of weight.”

        “Oh?”  The curious therapist nodded a little surprised.

        For a second there she thought her newest client was about to confess to having an affair.  The young lady seemed so deeply distressed.

       “Don’t get me wrong, I love him very much.  We have virtually no problems together.  He is an excellent husband, pulls his weight, no pun intended, around the house, and makes me very happy.”  Heidi assured her new therapist, “but when I tell him he needs to lose weight he just laughs it off.  I mean I don’t know if it’s his defense mechanism, or he just doesn’t care.”

       “That must be frustrating.”  Dr. Keller hummed, while she studied the posture of the young woman sitting in front of her.

        Heidi was now leaning forward, hands clasped tightly, her left leg was jittering up and down.  She was clearly uncomfortable talking about this subject, yet something about it had inspired her to seek out a therapist for the first time in her life.  Dr. Keller was a bit puzzled.

        “Unbelievably so.”  Heidi grunted seemingly pleased someone acknowledged her feelings on this.  Continuing in a quicker tone, Heidi vented, “I’m a very active individual, I run every day, and I go to the gym three times a week.  I eat pretty healthy, except when I go out with my husband…  He’s a bad influence on me… But what I’m trying to say is…  Umm…”

        And just like that she’d lost her train of thought.  Heidi smiled at the old lady sitting across from her to fill the silence for a moment, while she tried to collect her thoughts.  However, to Heidi’s embarrassment it was like her whole prepared speech had just totally left her mind.
        
        “How is your husband a bad influence on you?”  The therapist wondered.

        “Well… I’m currently… about…”  Heidi stammered before regrouping, “10 pounds over the weight I was when we got married.”

        “Really?  And that’s your husband’s fault?”  Dr. Keller raised an eyebrow, as she studied the figure of the woman in front of her.  Heidi didn’t look a kilogram over 120lbs.

        To her, the 27-year-old looked like the modern reincarnation of the ancient goddess of love herself, Aphrodite.  The resemblance wasn’t perfect, but it was there.  Heidi’s bob hairstyle had a beautiful foundation of luscious blonde locks.  Her eyes glowed a bright blue.  Her frame, though a little short at 5’5, and a little sharp and angular thanks to her low weight, was still decidedly an hourglass.

        “Yeah, it’s 100% his fault.  His bad habits are rubbing off on me…  In college our dates consisted of hiking, kayaking, walking, jogging, biking.  I mean we’d drink at bars, and go on dinner dates and stuff, but whatever we ate we’d always burn it off in the sack.”  Heidi honestly conveyed, before blushing slightly and adding, “I’m sorry, that’s probably a little too personal.”

        “Nothing’s too personal for a therapist.  Please keep going.”  Dr. Keller urged not wanting Heidi to lose her train of thought.

        “Well, what I mean to say is, now that he’s put on so much weight, we don’t go on active dates anymore.  We go out, we socialize, we drink, and he overeats.  We have a lot of fun, but…  it’s not the same.”  Heidi said sounding saddened, “He’s a lot less active in bed.”

        “The weight’s affected his sex drive?”  The therapist sought to clarify.

        “No, no.  I wouldn’t say that.  He’s still nuts for me.  All the time.  Sometimes too much.”  Heidi clarified before biting her lip and revealing, “If anything I’m the one who wants it less with him.  He gets tired a lot faster now, so I have to put in more effort, but it’s hard because looking at him doesn’t put me in the mood like it used to.”

        “I see.”  Dr. Keller hummed feeling like she was coming to an understanding.

        Sounding worried that she’d given off the wrong impression, Heidi backpedaled a little bit, “But this isn’t about me.  If he was still in shape, I wouldn’t have this problem.  I mean…  I have tried to include him in my lifestyle, but he is very resistant.”

        Raising an eyebrow, Dr. Keller asked, “How so?”

        “He’s a meat and potato’s kinda guy, always has been.  And he’ll sneak dessert before dinner if I don’t keep an eye on him.  He just doesn’t have any self-control.  I mean, I’ll tell him, ‘No veggies, no dessert’ but he never listens.  Any excuse he can find, he’s overeating.”  Heidi grunted sounding like her stress level was escalating, “And I mean, I didn’t care what he ate when he was at his lightest, he looked great.  6’0 198lbs of pure muscle.  He was every girl’s dream.  Though now…  He’s somewhere around 280.  And I’m just guessing.  He hasn’t weighed himself in a year.  It could be higher.”

        “80 pounds is quite a lot.”  The therapist acknowledged.

        “It’s very noticeable.”  Heidi assured the softspoken professional.

        “How does it make you feel?”  Dr. Keller wondered.

        “It’s embarrassing…  And aggravating…  I stay in shape for him, and he doesn’t seem to appreciate that...  I’m just fed up!”  Heidi pouted, as she noticed her hands had balled into fists and were slightly shaking.  Relaxing a bit, Heidi muttered, “Gosh, I sound so shallow…  Be honest, is it unfair of me to want him to lose weight?”

       ‘At least Heidi’s self-aware’, Dr Keller thought to herself, while she articulated her artful response, “I’ll answer your question with a question.  If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?”

        “Hmm.”  Heidi smiled, “Exactly.”

        “If you married someone thin and someone you were physically attracted to, then it’s not unfair to expect that your spouse will maintain their weight and health over the years.  Weight and physical attraction are important factors for sustaining intimacy in a healthy marriage.”  Dr. Keller sensitively conveyed to her worried looking client.

        “Thank you.”  Heidi nodded her head appreciatively, “My husband makes me feel like I’m crazy for complaining about this.  Like it’s no big deal.”

        “You’re certainly not crazy.”  The therapist murmured.

        “So, how do I get him to lose the weight and get back in shape?”  Heidi earnestly wondered, before deciding to further explain, “I get on his case about it all the time, but he just shrugs off everything I say.  It’s like he doesn’t understand how his weight gain turns me off, or he doesn’t care.”

         “That’s a tricky question.  There is a fine line between helping and hurting someone who is overweight.  On the one hand, sometimes tough love is the only thing that will motivate a person while on the other hand, constant criticism can drive a partner to eat more, even if he wants to lose the weight.”   Dr. Keller mused, while she studied Heidi once again.  It looked like the woman was dressed up for a tennis match at an upscale country club.

        “So… what should I do?”  Heidi hummed a bit impatiently.

        Trying to keep Heidi focused, Dr. Keller stayed serious, “First, ask yourself if there is anything verbally or emotionally, you’re doing to contribute to your husband’s overeating.  Overeating can be an emotional reaction for many who turn to food to fulfill something that is missing or to cope with harsh criticism.”

        “I mean…  I don’t think I’m the reason he got fat.”  Heidi shrugged a little peeved by the subtext of her new therapist’s suggestion, “Without me he’d be even fatter.  His problem is that he stopped working out after college and now his metabolism isn’t what it used to be.  He needs to look in a mirror and wake the f*ck up!”  

        Hearing how nasty she was sounding Heidi bit her lip and apologized, “Sorry, sorry.  Can you see how it frustrates me?”

        “I can.”  Dr. Keller nodded, “Heidi, people don’t want to be told what to do, especially about what is almost certainly a sensitive subject.”

        “Then how do I solve this problem if I can’t tell him what to do?”  Heidi burst feeling disappointed.

        “Have you thought of any possible solutions?”  The therapist prodded.

        “I’ve thought about withholding sex once in a while until he gets his act together…”  Heidi muttered under her breath a little embarrassed.

         “I would not advice withholding affection.”  Dr. Keller quickly interjected.

        Feeling snappy, Heidi barked back, “Hey I said I’ve only thought about doing that!  I haven’t actually done it!”

        “Good, I’m glad.”  Dr Keller sighed, “If anything, he probably needs a bit more affection from you to start making serious lifestyle changes.”

        “Affection is not his problem; I shower him with affection all the time.  He’s spoiled.  Did I mention he’s an only child?”  Heidi babbled.

        The softspoken therapist was detecting a worrisome pattern.  Every time fault was directed Heidi’s way, she deflected.

        “No, you didn’t mention that.”  Dr. Keller sighed, as she felt she’d identified what was wrong between husband and wife, “In my professional opinion, I think you and your husband need to spend a little time in each other’s shoes.  You know, he needs to understand how you are feeling, and you need to understand how he is feeling.”

        “Easier said than done.”  Heidi pouted, while she crossed her arms underneath her perky bust, “Nothing I say gets through to him about his weight.”

        “Hmm…”  Dr. Keller hummed.  That did present a problem, assuming Heidi was telling her the truth.

        “Come on, I’m at my wits end here…”  Heidi pleaded, “What should I do?  I’ll do anything to get my marriage back to the way it was two years ago.”

        “Anything?”  Dr. Keller wanted to clarify.  She’d just gotten a very unorthodox idea, but it just might be just what the doctor ordered.

        “Of course!”  Heidi responded without hesitation.

        “Well, since the holiday season is right around the corner, why don’t you try eating as much as your husband?  So, he can better see what his behavior looks like.”  The concerned therapist suggested.

        Looking instantly repulsed by the idea, Heidi grunted, “If I ate like my husband, I’d blow up faster than he did.”

        “If you put on a few pounds, all the better.”  Dr. Keller countered, “He’ll get a taste of what he’s been putting you though and you’ll get a taste of what he’s been going through.”

        “But I don’t wanna get fat.”  Heidi snobbishly burst.  The disgust was practically dripping off of every word.

        “I’m only suggesting you try this little experiment from thanksgiving until New Year’s.  Five weeks.  If you gain anything, it will probably only be a few pounds, nothing you couldn’t sweat off in January.”  The old woman reasoned.

        This time Heidi didn’t immediately respond.  It looked to Dr. Keller that she was actually considering the pros and cons of her suggestion.

        After what felt like a full two minutes, Heidi shrugged, “I guess it would be nice not to have to count calories during the holidays…”

        “That’s the spirit.  Once the holidays are over, have an honest talk with your husband, and then schedule another visit with me, we’ll go from there.”  Dr. Keller smiled warmly.

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Part 1

        Comfortably reclined on the couch with a cold beer in his hand, Keith was partaking in one of his favorite Thanksgiving pastimes, watching football.  The scent of savory foods filled the air, and although thanksgiving dinner was only three hours away, Keith’s stomach couldn’t help but growl in anticipation.  Heidi’s mother, Marianne, was a master at preparing roasted turkey, creamy mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, cornbread, Brussel sprouts with bacon and roasted chestnuts, stuffing, and, of course, pies.  For thanksgiving this year, upon his request, she’d made a blueberry, apple, and a large pumpkin pie for dessert.

         Keith was really craving something sweet to tide him over, but with his wife currently cuddled up next to him on the couch, he knew he’d never be able to sneak a taste of dessert without getting caught by the lovable little drill sergeant he’d married.  Resting his empty beer upon the coffee table, Keith pondered how to sneak his way into the kitchen without being noticed.

        Trying to appear casual, Keith pulled out his phone and started scrolling through his Facebook feed.  Heidi took her eyes off the game to see what her husband was up to, as he scrolled upon the pair of photos she’d posted a few minutes after they’d arrived at her parent’s house.  The first was from their first Thanksgiving together as a married couple, the second was taken by her mother shortly after they arrived.  She’d written on her post:

        ‘So thankful for my wonderful husband!  Thanks for two wonderful years!  What are you thankful for this turkey day??  Gobble gobble!!’

        “Ooh!  Click on those!”  Heidi purred, as she gripped her husband’s forearm a little tighter and gazed upon his face with a radiant smile.  Part of her wanted to marvel at how cute her outfit looked in the picture her mother had just taken of them, but really, she just wanted to see if any of her friends had commented on the post yet.

        However, Keith looked at the pair of photos and felt only one thing: embarrassment.

        There was a big difference between how he looked two years ago and now.  Sometimes he didn’t realize just how much he’d let himself go.  Part of him wondered if this was another subtle passive aggressive hint by Heidi for him to start getting back in shape.  So, he looked at his wife’s face to try and gauge her intentions, and he could tell nothing nefarious was going on.  She didn’t have that evil look in her eyes.

        In fact, she was just a little glassy eyed from the beers they’d drank during the first quarter of the football game.  He’d just finished his third beer, and Heidi wasn’t far behind him.  It wasn’t like her to keep pace with him in the alcohol department, but they were having fun, so he didn’t think much of it.

        Doing as his wife asked without uttering a reply, Keith clicked on the photos.

        Keith sighed, as he saw the pictures zoomed in.  Two years ago, they’d looked like the perfect match.  He carried a muscular 200lbs on his 6’0 frame, and she was a tight and toned, 115 pounds with nicely rounded hips, a perky butt, and breathtaking B-cup breasts.

        Now they didn’t appear so alike.

        Heidi looked just as beautiful as the day he’d married her.  She sported toned arms, legs, and a fit rear end conditioned by regular runs every morning, but he’d added a good 80 pounds of fat across his body.  His flat stomach had rounded into a pronounced beer belly, his arm muscles had disappeared under a layer of fat, his manly pecks had softened considerably and even his face, now encased in a beard, had grown puffy.  His shoulders still appeared sturdy and broad, but that was about his only feature that hadn’t changed since he tied the knot.

        Keith didn’t necessarily hate the way he looked.  His insecurities about his current overfed appearance primarily stemmed from his wife’s criticisms.  She wasn’t happy he’d let himself go, but it had all happened so fast and now it seemed an impossible task to return to the way he once was.

        When he’d gotten married, he’d subconsciously given himself permission to eat to his heart’s content without the fear of losing the beautiful woman he adored.  As such, he stopped hitting the gym and instead helped himself to an extra plate or two at dinner every night.  By the time he realized those extra helpings were catching up with him, exercise wasn’t as easy as it used to be.

        He tried going for a run with Heidi once, but he couldn’t keep up and she’d actually laughed at him for being so out of shape.  He knew she didn’t mean anything by it, but the experience was embarrassing enough for Keith to decide not to exercise around his wife.  However, whenever they weren’t working, they were always together, so Keith basically swore off exercise altogether.  And now here he was, stuck on a couch with his wife, craving something sweet, and being forced to see just how far down the totem pole of social desirability he had fallen.

        “Mhh, I love my new jacket.”  Heidi hummed, as she nudged Keith’s mushy side, so he’d complement her.

        “Yeah, it really looks great on you babycakes.”  Keith honestly replied.

        He’d bought Heidi’s new jacket online upon her request a few weeks ago.  That’s how long ago she’d planned her Thanksgiving outfit.  She’d just had to have a Blank NYC suede moto jacket to go with her ‘trendy’ and ‘chic’ look.  Starting from top to bottom, Heidi wore a dressy white button-up bodysuit top tucked into a formfitting pair of ripped navy-blue jeans with a pair of white sneakers to boot.  The jacket, a khaki color, provided Heidi the edge to her outfit that she was looking for, although she’d taken it off after the pictures were taken two hours ago.

        Just as Keith was pondering how much use Heidi’s new jacket was actually going to get after today, his eyes noticed some comments under Heidi’s post.  The first one, from Heidi’s mom, was just a typical nice comment: “I’m thankful to see all my girls!!  Gobble Gobble!!”  

        The second, from Heidi’s friend Summer, got Keith’s attention, it read as such: “Omg!  What have you been feeding your husband Heidi!?”

        Looking at his big beer gut, Keith couldn’t help, but blush.  Feeling a little insecure, he thought to himself, ‘Summer’s one to talk, she’s chubby too.’

        Another comment, a few below Summer’s, soon drew Keith’s ire as well.  It was a friend from his college crew team.  It read: “Dang big tuna!  When are you due?”

        ‘F*cking Doug…’  Keith thought to himself, as he could feel his anger rise.  Doug was always jealous Heidi turned him down way back when.

        Keith was tempted to abruptly shut his phone off, but then he noticed a comment from Heidi’s sister that lightened his mood.  It read: “Wow, look at Keith sporting the Dad-bod!  Oww!  Oww!  Looking good!  Eat that stuffing!  Gobble gobble!! 😉”

        “Sophie is so weird.”  Heidi grunted clearly reading the same comment that had just caught Keith’s eye.

        “I don’t think so, she appreciates perfection when she sees it.”  Keith joked, while he briefly struck a flexing pose for his wife.

        “Hmhm, sure she does.”  Heidi giggled at her husband’s attempts to be cute.  Back when he was 200 pounds of muscle, flexing like that would have made her feel weak in the knees, but now, it was a little humorous.

        Keith was going to argue, but he felt his stomach growl and was suddenly stuck with inspiration, “Hey, would you grab me another beer from the garage?  I’m empty.”

        Placing her hand on her husband’s round mushy beer belly, Heidi replied in a tipsy and teasing fashion, “Really?  You look pretty full to me.”

        Blushing, Keith grunted, “You know what I mean.”

        “No prob.  I need another one too.”  Heidi purred, as she raised her bottle to her lips and slowly chugged the remainder of her drink.

        “Careful honey, you’re drinking those awful fast.”  Keith muttered slightly concerned.

        “*Buuurp!* Excuse me,”  Heidi belched unexpectedly from all the carbonation, “You’re the one who’s drinking them awful fast, I’m just keeping up with you.”

        When Heidi uttered the word ‘you’ she poked her husband firmly in his doughy gut.

        Frowning, Keith got serious, “Heidi you’ve had three beers in two hours, you’re gonna be ** if you have another before dinner.”

        Knowing her husband was right, Heidi’s stubbornness subsided, “Alright, I’ll get you a beer dearrrr.  Just for youuu.  Not for meee.”

        “Thanks baby.”  Keith smiled, as Heidi got off the couch with a grunt and headed out of the room toward the garage.

        Once Heidi was out of sight, Keith sprang into motion.  Heaving himself off the couch, he told his father-in-law he was heading to the bathroom.  Instead, he creeped into the kitchen, where Marianne was hard at work.  Heidi’s mom heard him open the refrigerator.

        “Looking for something to snack on?”  Marianne smiled knowingly.  Heidi’s husband was always looking for something to eat.

        “Yeah, do you have anything sweet?”  Keith wondered, as he noticed Marianne pointing toward the cookie jar, “Thanks.”

        “Anytime.”  Marianne hummed, while she returned to her cooking duties.

        With a large chocolate chip cookie in his hand, Keith rejoiced when he took his first bite.  Heidi’s mother was such a great baker.  He took another bite and started to leave the kitchen.  With about half of the cookie gone, he paused and contemplated if he should grab another one for the walk back to the couch.

        However, as he was making up his mind, Heidi entered the kitchen with his beer in hand.

        “Hey mom, where’s the bottle open…”  Heidi’s sentence dropped off, as she noticed her husband looking guilty as all hell with a half-eaten cookie in his hand.  Smugly pursing her lips, Heidi changed her tone, “Caught you red handed!  Give me the cookie!”

        “Here…”  Keith sighed, while Heidi traded it for his beer.

        “Should have known, you can never wait.”  Heidi huffed, as she took big bite of the cookie much to Keith’s surprise.

        Normally when Heidi caught him sneak-eating she tossed whatever he had in the trash.

        “Hate the player, not the game.”  Keith shrugged, as he placed the top of the beer bottle on the counter, smacked it with his hand, and smoothly popped the cap off without the need of a bottle opener.  

        “You better have some veggies today.”  Heidi warned him, while she munched on another bite of the cookie and worryingly gazed at the way her husband’s gut strained against the big sweater she’d made him wear.

        Thinking for a moment, Keith replied, “I’ll have some of those Brussel sprouts your mom makes.”

        “The ones with bacon and roasted chestnuts??  Those don’t count!  Those are sooo unhealthy!”  Heidi burst a bit judgmentally.

        Taking a swig of beer, Keith hummed defiantly, “Still veggies.”

        “You should have been a lawyer.”  Heidi rolled her eyes, as she finished the last of the cookie and the two returned to the living room and rediscovered their comfortable spot cuddled together on the couch.

…

        A half-hour later, as the first half of the football game slowly drew to a close, Keith couldn’t deny that something felt like it was missing from the usual Thanksgiving routine.

        He loved having a beer in one arm and his woman in the other, but it was too quiet.

        His father-in-law, Fred sat in his normal spot on the recliner, not saying a word while the game was on, like usual.  Heidi’s youngest sister, Keeley was sitting alone on the loveseat in the far side of the room texting away on her phone instead of paying an ounce of attention the game, also like usual.  She hardly ever heard her utter a word unless Sophie was around.

        ‘Where the heck are Sophie and Liam?’  Keith thought to himself realizing that the life of the party had yet to arrive.

        Sophie was the middle child in Heidi’s family and Liam was her longtime boyfriend.  They’d been dating since college.  Keith liked them both very much.  They were a pair of personal trainers currently living and working in Liam’s hometown in Connecticut.  They owned their own gym and even though their business did nothing but struggle financially, it was theirs.

        They always had interesting stories to tell, something was always going on in their lives and frankly Keith loved listening to what they had to say.  He only tended to see them once a year, so Thanksgiving was really a special time in that way.  He loved his wife’s family the most when they were all together under one roof.

        The ‘Hill’ family really were a nice bunch.  Fred and Marianne were the archetypal loving and conservative parents.  Fred managed a construction business, and Marianne ran a small family bakery.  Then there were their daughters, of which Heidi was the oldest.  Heidi was a perfectionist and apparently always had been, her parents had pushed her to achieve, and she always exceeded expectations.  Then there was Sophie who was two years Heidi’s junior.  Always competing to outshine her sister, she made every attempt to follow in Heidi’s footsteps.  And then there was Keeley, who’d just turned 18 and was set to graduate high school in June.  Seven years younger than Sophie and nine years younger than Heidi, Keeley was the black sheep of the family.

        Where Heidi and Sophie took after their mom, each were physically fit, blonde, sported an hourglass shape, and were equal parts outgoing and sociable, Keeley took after her father.  She sported dark black hair, a tan Mediterranean complexion, was a little chubby, and was thoroughly an introvert.  Unlike her sisters Keeley was pear-shaped and sported a lot of extra junk in her trunk.

        It was uncanny how alike Heidi and Sophie looked, although they certainly were not twins.  Sophie was three inches taller, a little more toned and boasted bigger breasts.  Plus, she kept her hair a medium length, whereas Heidi preferred to keep it short.

        Keith had a strange friendship with Sophie, she was always very friendly toward him, but once he’d married Heidi, Sophie’s friendliness started to border on flirtation on occasion.  Like that Facebook comment he’d read from her earlier, it was just a bit too friendly.  Or like last Thanksgiving, when Sophie had ** suggested to Heidi that they trade men for the night.

        ‘What a weird night.’  Keith recalled.  When Sophie had said it, it actually seemed like Heidi thought it over for an instant.  Liam was thin, lean-muscled and built like a middleweight boxer.  He couldn’t blame her.  In fact, he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t imagined what it might be like to be in bed with Sophie…
 
        Shaking the uncomfortable thought from his head, Keith broke the silence with a question for his wife, “What time are Sophie and Liam getting here?”

        “I dunno.  Last I heard they were stuck in traffic on 95 two hours ago.”  Heidi replied sounding disinterested.

        Keith was about to respond when the doorbell rang.

*Ding-dong!*

        “That’s probably them.”  Heidi reasoned, as she got off the couch and announced to her father, “I’ll get it.”

        Once Heidi left the room, Keith stood up and made another hungry break to the kitchen…

…

        Though Heidi didn’t often show it, she was excited for Sophie and Liam to arrive.  It had been a full year since they’d last gotten the chance to all hang out, and she was eager to hear whatever the latest gossip Sophie had for her.  While walking toward the door Heidi paused when she reached the hallway mirror.

        She felt a little light-headed, and a little bloated.

        “All that beer…”  Heidi muttered to herself, as she turned to get a look at her reflection.

        Today was the first day she put her new therapist’s advice into action.  Trying to keep up with everything Keith consumed was daunting, if anything it was making her realize just how much her husband truly ate on a daily basis.  They’d shared donuts and coffee for breakfast on the drive over, cheese and crackers when they’d arrived, three beers while watching the game, and a cookie that her husband tried to sneak-eat behind her back.

        She was already full, and she knew her husband was just getting started.  Placing her hand upon her bloated stomach, Heidi sucked in her tummy, before letting it out again and marveling at the difference, “Dinner’s gonna be a doozy…”

        Sucking in her pride, and her bloated tummy, Heidi left the mirror and arrived at the door.  She didn’t want to keep her sister waiting too long.

        Opening it with excitement, Heidi was about to wave hello when her eyes were treated to a shockingly unexpected sight.  It took a few moments for it to register who was standing in front of her.

        “Hello Heidi!”

        It sounded like Liam, but the words came out of a 300-pound behemoth of a man.  Not the trimly ripped hunk of man meat that Heidi had come to know and love over the years.  Yet, as she stood there dumbfounded, it slowly hit Heidi, that this obese man in front of her, struggling to catch his breath, was indeed Sophie’s longtime boyfriend.

        “L-liam??”  Heidi gasped in shock.

         “In the *Pant* flesh.”  Liam shrugged, while he pulled up his pants.  He was so fat he should have been wearing suspenders…

        “Wow.  Just.  Wow.”  Heidi muttered in disbelief.  Liam was a bit shorter than Keith and now he actually was fatter than her chubby hubby.

        “I know. *Wheeze*” Liam blushed, as he tugged down his sweater to cover his bulging beer belly.

         Poking him in the stomach to check if the weight was real, and he wasn’t just wearing some fat-suit as a prank, Heidi gawked in disbelief, “You've really put on some weight, haven't you?”

        “*huff* Sure have…”  Liam meekly replied looking humiliated.

        “How’s that possible?  You’re a personal trainer.”  Heidi chastised him; her irritation was dripping off her voice.  She’d always found Liam very attractive, and now he looked worse than her husband!

        Throwing his meaty arms up defensively, Liam explained, “Sophie and I have been gaining weight on purpose for a new marketing campaign our business is trying.  It’s kinda extreme, but our business was in desperate times, and desperate times call for desperate measures…”

        “Really?”  Heidi hummed in disbelief, “This was Sophie’s idea, wasn’t it?”

        “Yeah, we are gonna be our own clients starting on New Year’s.  Then, once we’ve lost all the weight, we will use our story to attract new customers.”  Liam replied.

        Heidi couldn’t take her eyes off of the blown-up man.  She couldn’t believe her sister would do something like this to her boyfriend!  Shaking her head, Heidi continued, “I can’t believe it.  I mean, you got like REALLY fat.”

        “WE are REALLY committed to this.”  Liam emphasize, as it suddenly dawned on Heidi.

        “Wait… We?”  Heidi repeated, “Wait...  Is Sophie fat too?”

        “Take a look for yourself.”  Liam smirked, while he waddled his big body to the side and allowed Heidi a full view of her now colossal sister struggling up the driveway.

        “*Huff* Mom and dad need to *Pant* make their driveway less steep…”  Sophie grunted exuberantly, as she waved to her sister and belted, “Hi Heidi!! *Wheeze*  Surprise!”

        With her jaw dropped, Heidi couldn’t respond verbally.  She could only muster a slight wave.  Her sister looked 50 pounds heavier than Liam!  The blob of a woman was wearing a slightly undersized grey turtleneck sweaterdress, that was belted across the narrowest part of Sophie’s colossal waist.  The garment was clearly tight all across Sophie’s fattened body, but especially around her inflated breasts, widened hips, and thickened thighs.  Rounding out her look, Sophie wore a pair of over the knee boots, but Heidi could hardly care.  Her sister was the size of one of those people on the biggest loser!

        As Sophie arrived in front of her, Heidi couldn’t hold in her disgust any longer, “Oh my god!!  Sophie you are HUGE!!  Your thighs are larger than your waist used to be!”

        “If you think my thighs are big, you should see my butt.”  Sophie joked, while turning around for her sister to see.

        “That’s not a butt, that’s a shelf!”  Heidi countered unable to believe how far her sister’s butt stuck out.  It was twice as wide and three times as thick as Keeley’s big butt!  Venting again, Heidi burst, “Sophie!  You look so FAT!!  Are you out of breath just from walking up the driveway??”  

        “Yeah!  It’s f*cking steep.”  Sophie muttered, as she took in a few deep breaths.  It had been months since she’d gotten any real form of exercise.

        “What have you two done to each other!”  Heidi shook her head looking from Sophie to Liam back to Sophie again, “You look like a pair of hippos!”

        “We’ve just been really enthusiastic about our new marketing plan.”  Sophie sighed, as she patted her big belly proudly, “Has Liam explained…”

       “He mentioned it.”  Heidi grunted, while she watched her sister’s globular gut jiggle.

        “Sophie actually kinda likes our new lazy lifestyle.”  Liam teased much to Heidi’s horror.

        “You like being so fat!?”  Heidi gasped at her sister.

        “No!  I only meant it’s fun getting fat.”  Sophie grunted before pinching Liam’s doughy gut and purring, “But it has it’s perks.”

        Heidi did not want to think for a second about that her crazy sister meant by that.

        Instead, Heidi placed a hand on her hip and burst, “And it’s disadvantages.  I have a feeling you’re gonna struggle in the turkey trot this year fatty.”  

        “I’m not doing that stupid turkey trot this year.  I’ll beat you next year, when I’m back to my old self.”  Sophie vowed, “Until then, call me fatty at your own risk, I might just sit on you.”

        “Please don’t.”  Heidi grunted.  That fat ass her sister had grown would crush her for sure.

        “Then don’t test me.”  Sophie said, as she turned to Liam and asked, “Honey, why don’t you bring our bags upstairs?  I gotta say hello to everyone.”  

        “Actually, you are in the basement.  Keith and I are upstairs.”  Heidi corrected.

        “Basement hun.”  Sophie spoke with a sporting smack to her lover’s inflated behind.

        “On it.”  Liam hummed, as he grabbed all the bags on the porch and then squeezed his way passed Heidi.

        As his big belly brushed by her, one thought escaped Heidi’s worried mind, ‘That’s gonna be Keith if he’s not careful…

 

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Part 2

        The whole family had been initially shocked by what Sophie and Liam had done to themselves since last year.  Fred made a pretty big scene, chastising his daughter for being so reckless with her weight.  Marianne couldn’t believe her eyes and had to try and wrap her arms around Sophie’s big fat belly before she could believe what she was seeing.  Yet like Heidi, Marianne couldn’t resist throwing a few teasing remarks Sophie and Liam’s way.

        Seeing Sophie so embarrassed caused Keeley to laugh her big ass off for nearly ten minutes, frankly she was just happy not to be the ‘fat sister’ anymore.  Keith, on the other hand, was silent during the whole prolonged exchange, too busy munching on another cookie to talk.  Heidi could tell from his expression though that he was quite surprised by Sophie and Liam’s developments.

        However, eventually the shock seemed to wear off for everyone, except Heidi.  Sophie explained her big fat business scheme and laughed off any concerns anyone threw her way.  Things settled down, and Sophie and Liam joined Keith and Heidi on the couch to watch the game.  Although, between the three fatties taking up all the space, Heidi didn’t feel like there was much room left for her to cuddle with her husband, so she instead retreated to the kitchen to help her mother with dinner.

        While setting the table, Heidi couldn’t control her worried thoughts.  She would have hoped Keith’s reaction to Sophie and Liam’s weight gain would have been stronger.  Like, perhaps seeing them so big and fat could have been a wakeup call?  But no...  Even seeing how fat they’d gotten; Keith had shown no problem munching on more cookies before dinner.

        ‘Maybe he’s happy that Sophie and Liam go fat.  Now he’s not gonna be the only fatty sitting around the dinner table…’ Heidi wondered to herself, as her brain kept spinning, ‘Stupid Sophie…’

        She seriously didn’t know how her sister lived with herself, being that fat.

        ‘She should be ashamed.’  Heidi judgmentally thought.

        Reaching for another beer to calm her nerves, Heidi’s fears were eating away at her.  It wasn’t okay that her sister and Liam had gotten so fat.  It wasn’t okay that Keith had gotten so fat.  She wasn’t going to just sit back and let her sister be a bad influence on her husband.  She worked her butt off staying in sexy shape for Keith, and she deserved nothing less in return from him.

        Later in the day Heidi’s worries only grew when the family took a break from football to partake in Thanksgiving dinner.  Like every year, the feast began in earnest.  Plates were filled high with creamy mashed potatoes, turkey, stuffing and all manner of sides.  Heidi tried to fill her plate identical to her husband, just as her therapist suggested, but unlike her husband, she found the mountain of food in front of her quite intimidating.

        Heidi was never one to overeat in front of people.  Even on holidays when she did indulge a little more than usual, she always held back for appearances sake.  She didn’t want people thinking she was one of those wives who was just waiting to use marriage as an excuse to let herself go.

        However, seeing as she’d married a husband who’d waited until marriage to let himself go, Heidi tried to remove some of the implicit mental barriers she had around overeating in front of her family.  She knew she likely didn’t stand a chance of eating as much as her fat husband, but she was going to do her darndest to try and that meant she wasn’t about to feel ashamed for stuffing her face.

        Heidi normally never liked to make a mess of things when she ate, she tended to eat slowly and use the proper cutlery, but her husband was quite the opposite.  Keith had no problem chowing down and getting messy in the process.  So, for today only, Heidi decided to mimic her husband’s eating mannerisms as best she could.

        ‘It could be fun.’  Heidi thought to herself, as the family all prepared to dig in.  Knowing she was likely to get messy, Heidi copied Sophie’s tactic and used her napkin as a bib.

        After saying grace, nothing could stop the feasting.

        It was off almost like a race, Keith, Sophie, and Liam all roared into action, with Fred, Keeley, and Heidi not far behind.  The first plate of the night was polished off by Sophie, then Liam and Keith shortly thereafter.  Despite her best efforts, the only person Heidi was outpacing in the eating department was her mother, who never tended to eat very much or very quickly.  

        By the time Heidi had fully eaten her first plate, Keith was almost finished his second.  She knew she couldn’t keep up with him, but she had no idea she’d be this far behind.  It was actually kind of startling how fast her husband could eat.  He was even starting to outpace Sophie, who had paused briefly to Instagram her binge-eating progress.  If her therapist’s advice didn’t get Keith to wake up and do something about his weight, Heidi knew he’d be an even bigger blimp than Sophie and Liam come next Thanksgiving.

        Determined to snap her husband out of his trance-like eating coma, Heidi committed to grabbing seconds.  However, before she could start her second plate, Heidi was forced to pause.

        All the beer she had drank prior to dinner, mixed with all the food she’d just consumed left her feeling tipsy, but also very bloated.  Too bloated for her tight jeans.  Putting down her fork, while those around the table continued the feast, Heidi looked to her husband to see if he was paying attention.

        Keith made eye contact long enough to notice Heidi start slowly undoing the button of her jeans.  It was a maneuver he’d mastered during holidays and office parties, but not one he’d ever seen his wife have to do.  It was then he noticed that Heidi had grabbed a second plate.

        ‘She never eats this much.’  Keith thought to himself, as his eyes zeroed in on his wife unfastening the button on her jeans, ‘And she’s never had to do that before…’

        Heidi bit her lip, while she felt her husband’s eyes on her, but she didn’t let his gaze deter her.  She popped the button out and let her bloated tummy surge outward in relief.  Noticing the surprise in her husband’s eyes, her cheeks started to blush, so she asked a little self-consciously, “What?”

        “Nothing.”  Keith smiled, as he dropped his fork for a second and undid the button on his khaki pants in solidarity.

        It was a nice gesture.  Heidi couldn’t help but smile at her husband before they resumed their big dinner.

        In the end, Heidi managed to finish her second plate, although she was so stuffed now that the food had lost all sense of taste.  The only thing she could feel was her bloated tummy about ready to pop.  Keith had probably eaten a little more than double what she’d been able to manage, but the real pair of pigs at the table were Sophie and Liam.

        Heidi had never seen Keith, let alone anyone, eat like Sophie and Liam were eating.  They were like eating machines.  For the first time ever, in the history of Thanksgiving, it actually looked like there would be no leftovers…  On thanksgiving!  That’s how much extra Sophie and Liam were eating this year!

        They were still gobbling up everything they could get their hands on when Fred and Marianne excused themselves to relax in the living room.  They were still eating when Keeley waddled away from the table, having eaten her bodyweight in cranberry sauce.  Heck, they were eating for so long that the warm food in front of them was beginning to cool before they could stuff themselves with it.

        “You guys are really taking your weight gain thing seriously, huh?”  Keith wondered breaking the silence at the table.

        “*Burp!*  You bet!”  Sophie belched, as she rubbed her big belly affectionately, “We gotta get as big as possible by New Years.  Right honey?”

        “Yes dear.”  Liam muttered clearly exhausted from all the food Sophie had forced in front of him.

        “Come on, eat up, big boy.”  Sophie chastised her full boyfriend, “I don’t wanna leave any leftovers, how awesome of an Instagram post is this going to be?”

        “Pretty awesome…”  Liam muttered, while he couldn’t help, but let out a little belch, “*Urp!*”

        “Haha, she burps louder than you do.”  Keith chuckled in amusement.

        “Always has.”  Liam shrugged, as he took a break from eating to tug his sweater back down over his belly.  His gut had bloated outward so much it appeared almost as large as Sophie’s.

        “Not true!”  Sophie grunted, while she gobbled down some more stuffing.

        “Is too.”  Liam protested, as his hand crept to his girlfriend’s blob of a belly and firmly pressed against it.

        Unable to prevent the gas from escaping within her, Sophie’s mouth opened wide and out came a commanding, “BBUUURRPP!!!”

        Blushing fiercely, Sophie muttered, “Point taken.”

        “Gross.  Have some manners.”  Heidi winced at her sister’s grotesque display of gluttony.  Looking at her, she could spy that her sister’s booty had grown so fat that it literally hung over both sides of her chair.

        “Excuse meeee.”  Sophie sassily grunted to appease her sister.  Then she looked at Heidi and Keith and then to their empty plates, frowning Sophie added, “You two gotta eat more.  Finish off the last of the potatoes, Liam and I can manage everything else.”

        “Hah, no thanks.”  Heidi laughed, as she leaned back and rested her hands upon her stuffed little gut.  She’d truly eaten to her body’s maximum capacity and then some.  She’d made a right good pig of herself, and she was pretty positive her husband had noticed.  Honestly, she was just waiting for him to ask her about it.  Her therapist had wanted her to wait until New Years to confront her husband, but Heidi was feeling like tonight was a good of a time as any.

        “I was saving room for pie, but I could handle those potatoes.”  Keith boasted, while he reached to fill his plate with the rest of them.

        “Babe,” Heidi pouted, as she reached out and stopped Keith’s arm, “Come on, we’ve had enough.”

        “You’ve had enough, I’ve got room for more.”  Keith corrected, while he fished out the last of the mashed potatoes and put them on his plate.

        “Atta boy!”  Sophie cheered much to Heidi’s irritation.

        “How about Keith finishes the green beans, and you finish the mashed potatoes, Sophie.”  Heidi proposed trying to come to a peaceful resolution.

        “I don’t want green beans.”  Keith huffed, as he took a bite and started chewing.

        “No vegetables, no pie.”  Heidi growled, her eyes sharpening upon her husband like daggers.

        “I had some of your mom’s Brussel sprouts.”  He muttered in his defense, sensing Heidi’s growing irritation.

        “Those don’t count!”  Heidi barked sounding ready to squabble about this.

        Not wanting any part of a quarrel with his wife right now, Keith expertly excused himself from the table with a smooth, “You know what, I’m gonna finish my plate in front of the TV.”

        “I’ll join you.”  Liam added eager for a little space from Sophie so his swollen gut would have some time to digest before she forced even more food down his throat.

        “Better have room for dessert tonight boys, especially you Liam.”  Sophie teased, as she admired the two husky studs waddling their way out of the kitchen.

        “Keith’s not having dessert.”  Heidi grunted, as her wrath fell upon the only person left in the room, “He didn’t eat any veggies.”

        “Jeez, lay off your husband sis, it’s a holiday.”  Sophie countered, while she forced another forkful of stuffing into her mouth and muttered with her mouth full, “Let the man eat what he wants.”

        “Shut up Sophie.  You’re planning on losing weight after New Year’s.  I can assure you that Keith is not.”  Heidi said, as her temper flared.

        “So what?  Keith looks great with some extra cushion on him.”  Sophie honestly expressed.  She couldn’t help it.  She’d always found Keith attractive and even more so now that he’d put on some significant marriage weight, “Y’know offer from last year stands if you ever wanna trade men for the night.”

        “Gross.  Liam’s even more obese than Keith!”  Heidi grunted in disgust.

        “He doesn’t need shredded abs to look great sis.”  Sophie pointed out not backing down.

        “Do you really think Liam looks great?”  Heidi wondered almost unable to conceive how her sister could prefer the current version of her boyfriend to the fit one from last year.

        “Of course.”  Sophie giggled, as she pushed her now empty plate forward and relaxed into her chair.

        To Heidi, her sister looked like a beanbag chair, and she sounded like a crazy person.  Unable to sensor herself, Heidi questioned, “What’s wrong with you?”

        “Just because I’m not desperate for my man to lose weight doesn’t mean anything’s wrong with me.”  Sophie grunted taking exception to both her sister’s harsh tone and mean words.

        “Something is clearly wrong with you, look at yourself.  You’re huge.  You forced your boyfriend to get huge, and now you’re trying to make my husband huge.”  Heidi roared letting the truth flow out of her without any censorship, “Tell me sis, how does Liam feel about all the weight you’ve gained?”

        “He loves me and accepts me no matter what size I am.”  Sophie countered, while swapping her meaty arms around her gelatinous gut and adding, “Maybe you should love and accept your husband the way he is.”

        “Don’t get high and mighty with me.” Heidi grunted, “You couldn’t love and accept Liam the way he was, so you made him fat!”

        “T-that’s not true.”  Sophie stuttered.  A look of real embarrassment overcame her reserved expression.

        Narrowing her eyes and glaring at her sister, Heidi knowingly continued, “Please.  We shared a computer growing up.  I know you have a thing for fat guys.”

        Blushing fiercely, Sophie snapped self-consciously, “Okay, so I prefer Liam with a little meat on his bones.  Don’t get mad at me for something I like.”

        “First, Liam’s got a hell of a lot more than a little meat on his bones right now, and second, I prefer Keith with a little less meat on his bones.  Don’t get mad at me for something I like.”  Heidi fired back without delay.

        For a moment, Sophie looked stunned into silence.  Heidi was about to keep going when Sophie blurted out a reluctant, “Okay.”

        “Okay?”  Heidi repeated not understanding.  Her sister never conceded an argument.  Ever.

        “I see your point.”  Sophie explained suddenly a little weary of making eye contact.

       “And?”  Heidi hummed wanting more.

       “And?”  Sophie sighed, “What do you want from me?  You’re right.  I guess I’m being a hypocrite.  Sorry.  I won’t tempt your husband with mashed potatoes anymore.”

        “Good.”  Heidi hummed triumphantly.

        She’d never ever gotten the satisfaction of beating her sister in an argument.  Until right now.

        It felt good.

        Sophie resumed her binge-eating, and Heidi went to join her husband on the couch.  Soon after, Thanksgiving dinner came to an end.

…

        With dinner finally concluded, things settled down for the Hill household.  Everyone needed a few hours to sleep off the big meal they’d just consumed.  However, after the sun went down the prospect of having dessert was raised by Sophie and seconded by Frank, Keeley, and Keith.  Though apparently reluctant, Liam eventually joined in on the dessert rumblings as well.

        Comfortable and engrossed in the movie they’d been watching, Heidi told Keith she needed more time to digest before dessert.  Wanting nothing more than to indulge in a few pieces of pie, Keith fought off his first instincts and decided to wait until his wife was ready to eat.  So, while Keith and Heidi remained cuddled together on the couch, their stuffed bellies pressed against one another, sipping beer and whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears, the rest of the family headed to the kitchen for dessert.

        Sometime later, after the family had stuffed themselves silly for the second time that day, Sophie and Liam retired to the basement.  Keeley went over to a friend’s house to hangout.  Fred and Marianne went upstairs to watch TV in bed.  And that just left Heidi and Keith all alone to do as they wished.

        When the movie had finished, Keith immediately suggested dessert, but Heidi wanted to change into something more comfortable, so he decided to wait, again.

        Going upstairs together, the couple changed into pajamas before making their way to the kitchen.  Keith covered himself in an expansive pair of boxers with an extra stretchy waistband along with an extra-large white t-shirt Heidi had purchased for him recently.  To Heidi, his pajamas made him look a little like the Pillsbury dough boy.

        Wanting to look good for her husband, Heidi settled on pajamas that were both comfortable and sexy.  She had a lovely lingerie set that she tended to wear for special occasions which she knew would be perfect for her current bloated predicament.  She’d originally bought it for her honeymoon.

        The light blue camisole lingerie tank top featured stretch lace cups, adjustable spaghetti straps, and a sheer lace underbust band.  The accompanying tap shorts were designed with an elastic waist and lace trim for a comfortable fit and elegant look.  The pajama set was made of 85% Ployester and 15% Nylon.  Thus, it was ultra-soft, breathable, lightweight and elastic, which meant it could stretch a little bit where Heidi needed it too.  And she did need it to.  

         Thought the relic of her honeymoon still fit, it fit differently two years into her marriage.  After the wedding and into the honeymoon, Heidi hadn’t weighted an ounce over 115lbs, yet now, two years in, she was probably closer to 125lbs, without counting how much her big Thanksgiving food-baby weighed.

        It wasn’t like she’d let herself go like her husband had.  She hadn’t added 10 pounds of fat to her 5’5 frame.  No, she’d dealt with the stress of her fattening husband with exercise, not calories.  Morning runs, weekends playing tennis with her friends at the country club, and weekly fitness classes at the local yoga studio, had caused some muscle to accumulate around her butt and thighs that hadn’t been there before.  Thus, the lingerie short shorts clung a little tighter to her than she would have liked.

        It was also fortuitous that the straps of her cami-top were adjustable because the fabric felt a little tight across her breasts until she adjusted them.  With a tasteful amount of cleavage on display and her ** food-baby successfully clothed, Heidi and Keith made their way down to the kitchen for some dessert.

        Though he was impressed by his seductive wife’s appearance, Keith was too preoccupied with thoughts of her mother’s famous pies to complement her.  A mistake that he’d quickly regret.

        Heidi hadn’t forgotten her vow from earlier, and when Keith tried to cut himself a piece of pie, she stopped him and took it for herself.

        “No veggies, no dessert.  Remember?”  She’d said with a certain kind of satisfaction in her voice.

        He was forced to watch helplessly, as she heated up the large slice of apple pie in the microwave and readied some vanilla ice cream to go on top of it.  By the time she finally got around to eating it, Keith realized the full extent of his punishment.  She was going to make him sit there and watch her eat dessert before she’d let him have his…

        Keith’s patience quickly wore thin.

        “How long are you going to make me wait?”  He pleaded looking to his wife’s eyes for mercy.  If he’d known she’d make good on her threat from earlier, he would have just forced some veggies down his throat to appease her.

        “Quit begging.”  Heidi muttered, as she used a napkin to wipe her face.  She hadn’t really been craving dessert, if anything her bloated tummy still felt like it was on the verge of bursting at the seams.  However, she’d made an effort to look good for him and the only thing on his mind had been pie.  Eating the thing he craved the most was the best way to punish him.

        “I’m not begging.  I’m not a dog.”  Keith grunted childishly.  His eyes did look like a dog’s when begging though.

        “Then don’t look at me like that while I’m eating.”  Heidi countered, while she slowly dug her fork into a bit of ice cream and then scooped up a piece of warm pie before lobbing the delicious mixture into her awaiting mouth all at once.

        “Can I just have a bite?”  Keith begged.  His large stomach was turning from anticipation.

        “No.”  Heidi hummed unable to contain an evil smile.

        Noticing his wife’s enjoyment of his suffering, he whined, “But your mom makes the best pies…”

        “Too bad.  You gotta watch me eat your dessert to learn your lesson.”  Heidi smiled, as her fork reached for more food and her free hand moved to cradle her distended food-baby.  She wondered if this was what being pregnant felt like.  Her tummy had never felt heavy like this before.  It felt like it was actually weighing her down and putting a little strain on her back.

        “If you let me have some pie,” Keith slowly bargained trying to think of something his wife wanted more than this petty form of revenge she was putting him through, “I’ll go down on you tonight.”

        Heidi’s eyes widened at the suggestion.  Keith knew she loved that.

        ‘He must really be desperate.’  Heidi thought to herself, as she summoned her resolve and teased, “Tempting, but ehhh… I’m too stuffed for sex.”

        To emphasize her point, she pushed her tummy as far out as she could, it pressed against her stretchy cami top like she’d just swallowed a bowling ball.

        “You do look full.”  Keith exclaimed unsure if he’d ever seen his wife with a bloated belly like that.  However, his mind kept its eye on the prize of dessert first and foremost, “If you’re so full, just let me finish that for you.”

        “No!  You don’t get dessert because you didn’t eat your veggies.”  Heidi huffed annoyed by her husband’s persistence.  He was supposed to be learning a lesson about restraint.  While she fumed internally, she slowly forced another bite of pie into her mouth.

        Placing both elbows on the table, and holding his hands to his head, Keith sighed, “This is literally torture.  Could you eat any slower?  You’re killing me babe.”

        “You deserve it.”  Heidi mumbled with her mouth full.

        “You know…”  Keith began deciding to try and change the topic, “You ate a lot today.”

        A poke to her rock-solid food-baby confirmed it.

        Displeased by his uninvited touch, Heidi reached over and prodded his gut with the back end of her fork and replied, “Not nearly as much as you.”

        Trying not to blush with embarrassment, Keith tried to keep things cordial, “I know, but for you, you ate a lot.  I’m never seen you unbutton your pants like that during a meal.”

        “I should have known better than to wear tight jeans on Thanksgiving.”  Heidi shrugged, as she recalled the moment.  For an instant her sour expression lifted, and she giggled, “I liked how you unbuttoned your pants to make me feel better.”

        Returning his wife’s smile, Keith added, “It wasn’t just to make you feel better.  I needed the room.”

        “Hmhm, I could tell.”  Heidi laughed, while she joked, “You looked pregnant.”

       Not finding her joke funny, Keith bit his lip and mumbled, “Can you stop with that.”

        “Sorry.  I didn’t mean…”  Heidi backpaddled realizing she’d touched a nerve.  

        ‘That’s never happened before…’  Heid mused to herself, as she lost her train of thought.

        Beginning anew, Heidi asked, “Since when did you get so sensitive about your gut?”

        “I mean…”  Keith paused looking a little exacerbated, “Those Facebook comments by Summer and Doug…  Just annoyed me.”

        “I know what will cheer you up.”  Heidi hummed, as she put her fork down for a moment.

        “Oh yeah?”  Keith replied truly wondering what his wife had planned.

        “Sophie offered to swap partners again.”  Heidi revealed, while she studied Keith’s pudgy face for his honest reaction.

        A look of pure disgust appeared for an instant, as he pictured what Heidi was suggesting and then Keith burst, “Ha!  No thank you.”

        That was the reaction Heidi had hoped for.

        Going on the offensive, Heidi pressed, “What?  Did my sister get too fat to strike your fancy?”

        “Very much so.”  Keith replied to put it lightly, “I don’t know how Liam does it.”

        “Me either.  He must be a breast guy.  Her boobs got sooo huge.”  Heidi sighed, as she decided to reveal her true motives behind this line of conversation, “What if I was that fat?”

        “Huh?”  Keith stuttered sensing a trap.

        “As fat as my sister.  Would you still wanna be with me?”  Heidi wondered sounding too innocent to be genuine.

        “Of course.”  Keith replied trying to make sure he answered correctly.

        “But you’d prefer it if I stayed skinny?”  Heidi wanted her husband to elaborate.

        “I mean, yeah.”  Keith shrugged not realizing he’d just fallen for Heidi’s trap.

        “Well…”  Heidi paused to take in a big breath of air before bursting, “I’d prefer it if you lost weight.”

        In retrospect he should have known this was where Heidi was going.  Shaking his head in annoyance, Keith said, “Christ Heidi, how did I know you were leading yourself there.”

        “You just said you prefer me skinny, why can’t I prefer you without a gut?  Why am I the bad guy?”  Heidi pouted crossing her arms under her bust and resting them upon her stuffed bloated tummy.

        “You’re not the bad guy honey.  And I might prefer you skinny, but I wouldn’t pressure you to lose weight if you let yourself go.”  Keith sighed not knowing how to broach this topic with his pestering wife, “I know what it’s like to struggle with a weight problem.  And I wouldn’t want to make it any worse for you.”

        “Struggling implies you are doing something about it.  Are you?”  Heidi grunted a little annoyed Keith was already trying to play the victim.

        “I am. Yes.  I’m trying to eat healthier.  I’m trying to get more exercise.”  Keith began his ususal speech, but Heidi had heard enough.

        Cutting him off, she barked, “I think you could try a little harder.  I try pretty damn hard to stay in shape for you, and you don’t seem to appreciate that.”

        “You know I appreciate you.”  Keith countered placing his hand on her smoothly shaven thigh.

        Nudging his hand off of her, Heidi fired back, “Appreciate me by getting back in shape and quit making excuses for yourself.”

        “It’s not that easy.”  He grunted.

        “I understand that maintaining a healthy weight is not easy, it’s work.  Work that I’m willing to put in for the sake of your happiness, and work that you’re not willing to put in for my happiness.”  Heidi quickly rambled.

        “Heidi.”  Keith sighed not knowing the right words.  They’d had some version of this conversation what felt like a million times, but never this explicit and direct.  It wasn’t that he didn’t want to please his wife and lose weight, far from it, he wanted to lose weight, but he honestly wasn’t sure if he could.  The last thing he wanted to do was make a promise to her that he couldn’t keep.  Trying to make her see it his way, he began, “You don’t understand.  You don’t work full time at a job where you have to sit on your ass for 8 hours five days a week...”

        Heidi couldn’t believe he was throwing the same excuses at her again.  She’d seen his friends from the office nobody else had a weight problem like him.

        Letting out a little pent-up aggression, Heidi talked over her husband, “No.  I don’t wanna hear your excuses.  I’m fed up with them.”

        A moment of silence fell upon the kitchen.

        Heidi regretted how harsh she’d just sounded.  She could tell Keith was feeling bad and she didn’t want to make it worse.  Suddenly her conversation with Sophie reentered her mind.  It wasn’t right that Sophie had fattened Liam up for her pleasure, maybe it wasn’t right if she forced Keith to slim down for hers…

        “If you don’t wanna get in shape, that’s fine.”  Heidi muttered breaking the silence, “Maybe you’re right, maybe it’s none of my business to pressure you about it.”

        “I would really love it if you would stop pressuring me about it.”  Keith agreed not knowing where this sudden maturity was coming from in his wife right now.

        “Okay.  I will…  From this moment on...  Not ask you to lose weight ever again.”  Heidi nearly choaked.  That last part was very hard for her to say, but this next part wasn’t, “I love you unconditionally, and you deserve to be treated the way you want to be treated.”

        “Thank you for understanding honey.”  Keith smiled.  

        Heidi smiled back at him.  Suddenly she felt like the two of them understood one another.  Hope filled her heart.  Her husband would get back in shape if she didn’t pester him anymore about it.  That therapist’s advice was useful after all…

        Feeling like the tense moment between them had passed, Keith felt eased enough to ask, “So can I finally grab a piece of pie?”

        Heidi blinked.

        Had she heard correctly?

        “Are you serious?”  Heidi grunted in disbelief.  After everything thing she’d just said, after pouring her heart out to him, he was just going to pig out right in front of her??  Heidi literally couldn’t believe it.  He wasn’t going to change he just didn’t want her to shame him for his gluttony anymore!

        “Yeah.  It’s not Thanksgiving without pie.”  Keith shrugged, as Heidi felt she’d finally had enough.

        “Fine.”  Heidi bit her tongue and tried to cover up her disappointment with a smile, “You can have some pie.”

        “Hallelujah.”  Keith threw his hands up in joy, as he stood up from the table intent on finally satisfying his pie cravings.

        To Heidi, it was like she was watching her husband celebrate his obesity.  His gut jiggled up and down, and she could see his shirt riding up as a result.  It wasn’t fair.  It wasn’t fair that he’d just thrown away the sexy body that had initially drawn her to him.  It wasn’t fair that he’d gotten her to fall so deeply in love with him that now, even when the image of him repulsed her sexually, she couldn’t even dream of being with another man.

        Like it or not.  She was stuck with Keith.  She was stuck married to a fatty who’d probably double in size within the next ten years.

        She deserved his best, and he was giving her his worst.

        Perhaps out of a childish sense of fairness, or something else, some barrier of restraint shattered in Heidi’s brain.  With her next thought she devilishly concluded, ‘Two can play at this game.’

        “Not so fast.”  Heidi cautioned, while Keith paused in his tracks, “You don’t get to have your cake and eat it too.  If you take a bite of that pie, you can say bye-bye to skinny Heidi.”

        “Huh?”  Keith muttered having no idea what his wife meant by that.  She had a crazy look in her eyes.

        “Let me put it this way.  No fit husband, no fit wife.  If you take a bite of that pie right now, I will no longer feel compelled to keep myself in shape for you.  Understand?”  Heidi threatened deadly seriously.  

        Keith seemed to pause and think over what she’d just said.

        In Heidi’s head, her brain kept racing, ‘If I’m stuck with a fat husband, I’m damn sure going to make sure that he’s stuck with a fat wife!  Maybe when he no longer finds my body as attractive, he’ll truly understand how I feel about his unsightly jelly belly!  Maybe then he’ll finally listen to reason and get back in shape!’

        “Pppth!  You’re **.”  Keith concluded thinking Heidi was making nothing more than a tipsy empty threat.  It was true that Heidi had gotten quite tipsy from all the beer she’d had today, but there was nothing empty about this threat.

        “I’m not kidding.”  Heidi promised, as she tried to imagine what it would feel like to be a little tubby.  She wondered how far she’d have to let herself go to truly get her husband’s urgent attention.

        “Hmhm, sure, sure, you had me going there for a little.”  Keith smiled, as he grabbed a piece of pumpkin pie and a piece of apple pie and threw them both onto a plate.  Sitting back down across from Heidi, he proposed, “Hey after dessert, wanna… y’know?”  

        ‘He seriously wants me to reward him with sex?’  Heidi thought to herself in irritation, before her imagination lifted her mood, ‘I bet he would think twice about pestering me for sex after an argument if I was chubby.’

        Trying emphasize how large her bloated tummy had become, Heidi stuck her tummy out as far as she could and grunted, “Ugh…  No.  I feel bloated and gross, besides, somebody will hear…”

        “We can be quiet.”  He pleaded, as he took his first bite and seemed to suddenly be on cloud nine.

        “I said no.”  Heidi reiterated.  Her eyes narrowed upon her husband as he chewed.

        ‘So he’s chosen a fat wife.’  Heidi thought to herself vindictively, ‘his loss.’

        After a moment of silent thought, Keith tried for a compromise, “What if I went down on you first?”

        Biting her lip, Heidi couldn’t help, but love it when Keith offered to do that.  Such an act would be a nice consolation prize for such a disappointing conversation.  Still irritated, but letting her tipsiness get the better of her, Heidi purred, “I’m listening.”

        “Do you think that might put you in the mood?”  Keith hoped, while he took in another bite of pie.

        “It might put me in the mood to go down on you, if you do a good job.”  Heidi bargained, as she grabbed onto her husband’s hand and held him tightly.

        “Good enough for me.”  Keith smiled, while he squeezed Heidi’s hand back.

        Looking into his eyes, Heidi hoped Keith was taking a good mental picture of her.  Because the thin and trim beauty in front of him wasn’t going to be quite so thin and trim for very long…

 

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Part 3

        “Don’t you think that’s a little extreme.”  Dr. Keller grunted finding it difficult to keep her composure after everything she’d just heard from her newest client.

        “Not at all.”  Heidi chirped far calmer and more composed than her therapist.

        She sat across from her with her toned legs crossed, and a determined look on her face.  She was wearing a dark black formfitting long sleeve top that matched her heels and a plaid body contouring skirt that only reached down toward her mid-thigh.  She looked like a woman possessed and she sounded like one too.

        With Thanksgiving behind her, Heidi’s plan had solidified in her mind.  Her resolve was absolute.  She just needed to say everything out loud to someone she knew she could trust before she went through with it.  However, she hadn’t expected any pushback.

        “Heidi, look…  I’m happy you’ve had an honest conversation with your husband, but…”  The therapist slowly tried to explain before Heidi calmly cut her off.

        “You said it yourself, my husband’s gotten fat and complacent in our marriage.”  Heidi countered sternly, “This WILL shake him out of it.  I thought you’d be on board since this whole thing was your idea to begin with.”

        Shaking her head, Dr. Keller wanted to clarify, “What you’re telling me is not exactly what I suggested…”

         She paused, part of her wanted to shout some sense into her client.  However, the seasoned therapist decided instead to trust her gut on this one, “but if the status quo is really so intolerable for you, who knows.  Maybe, what you’re proposing could work.  Who am I to judge?  Ultimately what you do with your body is your choice.  But let’s forget about your husband for a minute, I’m worried about how this is going to affect you.”

        “Look, don’t worry about me.  I’m married.  I’m off the dating market.  I don’t need to watch my figure.  I don’t need to worry about attracting men.”  Heidi expressed matter-of-factly before continuing, “Desperate times call for desperate measures.  I want him to realize that having a hot wife is a privilege he’s only intitled to if he takes care of himself and gets back in shape.  Once I snap him out of the complacent fat-mentality he’s in, I’ll go on a diet and get back to normal.  Until then, it’s going to be a full-on calorie fest for this wifey.  And that’s that.”

        Seeing that the stubborn woman had her mind made up, Dr. Keller just smiled and said, “Welp, I wish you all the luck in the world Heidi and if you ever need someone to talk to you know where to find me.”

        “Thanks, Dr. Keller.”  Heidi smiled back, as therapist and client rose to their feet to say goodbye at the end of their impromptu second session together.

        “Call me Veronica.”  Dr. Keller relaxed hoping Heidi wouldn’t be a stranger going forward.

        Stepping forward and gracing the nice old lady with a hug, Heidi hummed, “Thanks Veronica.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a date with an order of onion rings, and I don’t wanna be late.  Tootles!”

…

        30 minutes later, after arriving at the restaurant where her friends would be meeting her, Heidi made good on her statement by ordering herself an appetizer of onion rings shortly before her friends joined her at the table she’d reserved.  Normally she’d be meeting up with her friends to play tennis at the country club, but during the holiday season they tended to take a break from tennis and instead go out weekly to grab coffee or drinks and trade gossip.

        However, before Heidi’s onion rings arrived, her friends Lina and Shauna arrived first.  She’d met and befriended both lovely ladies roughly two years ago through their mutual membership at the local country club.

        Lina Daniels, Korean American in heritage, was the wife of the wealthy real estate tycoon Scott Daniels, second wife actually, he’d divorced his first wife of 40 years after a brief affair with his former intern turned secretary, Cassandra DeMarco, came to light.  However, with the thrill of the affair behind them Cassandra and Scott split, leaving the elderly man in need of an outlet.  Enter Lina.  She’d made a profile on a sugar daddy dating app as a joke only to really hit it off with Scott, a man 40 years her senior.  They dated for a year, gotten married soon after and, around the time he started bringing her to the country club, that’s where Heidi had first met her.

        Lina and Heidi had a lot in common.  They were the same age, same height, and possessed the same body shape and weight, meaning they could share clothes.  They also shared a love of fashion, had the same sense of style, and each had a competitive spirit that led them to start playing tennis together on the weekends.

        Shauna Kelly had been Lina’s friend a few months before she became Heidi’s friend.  Unlike Lina, who held no occupation other than the vague duties of a trophy wife, Shauna was a part-time model.  As beautiful as she was ditzy, Shauna stood 5’8, possessed a balanced hourglass shape with very full c-cup breasts, and weighed no more than Lina or Heidi at around 125lbs, for most of the year.

        Unlike Lina and Heidi, Shauna always struggled to stay slim.  She had a persistent sweet tooth and seemed unable to avoid gaining 15 pounds every winter before shedding it off in the spring.  Not really self-motivated, Shauna relied on spin classes with Lina, and yoga classes with Heidi to keep her weight managed.  She hardly ever exercised on her own.

        Shauna’s husband, Jeff, was a successful accountant under the employment of Lina’s husband Scott.  Equal parts nerd and geek, Heidi and Lina couldn’t figure out Shauna’s attraction to him, but the ditzy brunette seemed to find him irresistible, so they never questioned it.

        Shauna joined the ‘tennis quad’ around the same time Heidi’s friend from High School, Becca Leahy purchased a membership at the country club.  Naturally, Heidi and Lina’s single’s contests turned into doubles, with Lina and Shauna forming a team and Heidi and Becca forming the other.  They were fairly evenly matched.  Heidi and Lina were the best players by far, and Becca and Shauna were both around the same skill level.  Although, in the fall, Heidi and Becca had been on a winning streak that drove Lina wild.

        The issue was that Becca was slowly improving and Shauna wasn’t.  However, Lina tried not to let the grudge she was carrying show.  As the three friends laughed and caught up, talk quickly turned to Thanksgiving, and Heidi couldn’t resist showing her friends a picture of how large Liam and Sophie had become.

        “Wow,” Lina gawked breaking the moment of silence, “She really, like really, ballooned up… Oy!”

        “Let me see.”  Shauna wined, as Lina handed her the phone and she gazed at the picture, awestruck by what she was seeing, “Eww, Oh-my-gosh, is that really Sophie?”

        “Sure is.”  Heidi hummed with her arms crossed.

        “Jesus Christ, that’s shocking.  She’s fatter than her husband.”  Shauna exclaimed with disgust in her voice.

        Agreeing with Shauna’s sentiment, Heidi nodded her head in solidarity.  However, it irritated her that things always seemed to fly over Shauna’s pretty little head.  Heidi had mentioned no less than a minute ago that Liam and Sophie were boyfriend and girlfriend, not husband and wife.  Repeating herself, Heidi couldn’t resist adding, “They’re not married yet, gonna wait until after they each lose the weight I think.”

        “I’m sorry, but I think that means they’re not getting married.  They’re both past the point of no return.  Especially your sister.”  Lina countered a bit vainly, but Heidi couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

        “Sophie might as well start working at your mom’s pastry shop.   Haha, nobody in their right mind would hire a personal trainer who looks like that.”  Shauna laughed, while she handed Heidi back her phone.

        “Heh, my thoughts exactly.”  Heidi giggled.  She was happy that her friends found her sister as crazy as she did.

        “Onion rings?”  Their waiter interrupted the discussion unsure of who to give the appetizer to.
 
        “Yep, right here.”  Heidi waved, as he placed them in front of her, and took drink orders from the ladies before making a hasty exit from the table.  Picking up her first onion ring, Heidi offered to her friends, “You guys are more than welcome to have some.”

        “Thanks Heidi!”  Lina smiled graciously grabbing an onion ring and dipping it in some ketchup Heidi had poured in the corner of her plate.

        “I think I lost my appetite.”  Shauna shook her head, while she rested her hand on her tummy, “I need to start watching what I eat, Thanksgiving hit me hard.”

        Looking at Shauna top to bottom, Heidi had to disagree with her.  She’d seen Shauna blow up with some winter weight before, and right now she looked as thin as she always did.  When Shauna did put on weight, she sprouted a bit of a gut and her thighs chunked up.  The part-time model looked flawless at the moment, Heidi couldn’t understand her apparent embarrassment, but then again sometimes Shauna was a little nuts.

        “Your loss.  More for me.”  Lina shrugged, as she took her first ravenous bite.  Unlike Heidi, who tended to graze on salads at their little gatherings, Lina was so overactive all the time that she literally ate whatever she wanted.  She sucked up junk food like a vacuum, but she burned it off, so nothing ever stuck.  Like today, prior to dinner Lina had been bike riding in the morning with her husband and rock climbing with Becca in the afternoon.  She looked ravenous and would probably stuff her face like usual.

        “More for us.”  Heidi corrected her insatiable friend, while she took her own first bite.

        Raising a curious eyebrow, Lina muttered, “You never eat appetizers.”

        “Well, I ordered them so I’m gonna eat them.”  Heidi reasoned, as she took another bite and hummed, “Mhh!”

        “Mhh, indeed.”  Lina agreed suspiciously.  Turning toward Shauna, who was staring at the onion rings like someone had stolen her lunch, Lina asked, “Sure you don’t want one?”

        “I’m fine.”  Shauna muttered in response not taking her eyes off the food in front of her.  Sounding like her mind was off somewhere else, Shauna wondered, “When’s Becca getting here?”

        Heidi and Lina both made eye contact.  They’d each separately informed Shauna that Becca would not be coming.  Her daughter’s piano recital was tonight.

        “She couldn’t make it, so I invited Summer.”  Heidi reminded the apparently starved brunette.

        “Uh, Summer?”  Shauna echoed unenthusiastically.

        Summer was another friend from Heidi’s high school days.  Unlike Becca who kept in shape with rock-climbing and CrossFit, Summer was the case of homecoming queen turned blimp after college.  She’d partied too hard in college, grown a beer gut, gotten her degree, got married, had two kids, and now her body sported a decidedly overweight motherly shape.  The former redheaded bombshell retained her large bust, although their excess size had made them less perky, but she’d also gained a dump truck of an ass, a big spare tire, and wide childbearing hips.

        In short, at 230lbs, she was the spitting image of a former beauty who’d let herself go in every way.  She was everything Shauna feared would happen to her one day.  Sounding irate, Shauna gawked, “Isn’t she on a diet?  She shouldn’t be going out to eat.”

        “So what?  She can order a salad.”  Heidi countered always willing to stick up for her former best friend.

        “If she ordered salad, she wouldn’t need to lose weight.”  Shauna spat a bit grumpily.

        Heidi frowned at that.  In her humble opinion, the 23-year-old young beauty queen was just hangry.

        “Hmhmhm!”  Lina couldn’t help, but giggle at Shauna’s little dig toward Summer.  In fairness, Summer was a nice lady to be around.  She was outgoing, sweet, kindhearted, she was fun to talk to at a party or a dinner, but Summer wasn’t somebody Lina thought she had anything in common with.

        “Stop it.  You two need to be nice.  Summer’s been a close family friend for a long time.”  Heidi emphasized a bit hypocritically, since she’d been guilty of fat-shaming Summer on a number of occasions.

        “Oh come on, you know we’re only joking.”  Lina laughed, as she noticed Heidi’s expression change.

        It was at that moment, as Heidi was biting into her third onion ring, that she remembered her conversations with Keith, Veronica, and her plan.  Gulping a bit nervously, Heidi grunted, “Better be, because as of today, I’m officially done with salads for the foreseeable future.”

        “Huh?”  Shauna gawked looking at Heidi like she was insane.

        “Well,” Heidi began a bit nervously, “Since my husband doesn’t make looking good a priority, I’m not going to anymore either.”

        Lina looked at her in a silent confusion.

        Shauna couldn’t help wondering, “What do you mean?”  

        Feeling horribly embarrassed for having to spell it out so plainly, Heidi sighed and then said, “I mean, I’m done watching what I eat until Keith gets himself back in shape.  I’m gonna get fat until he gets fit again.”

        “Ha!  You’re blackmailing your husband with onion rings?”  Lina laughed catching on to what Heidi was saying.  Heidi had never directly said anything to her, but it was obvious to Lina that Heidi was annoyed by her husband’s large weight gain.  Unable to withhold her judgment, Lina added, “More power to you Heidi, you’re brave.”

        “Coming from a glorified trophy wife, I’ll take that as a complement.”  Heidi shot back with the same judgmental tone Lina had just thrown at her.

        “Just don’t end up like your sister.”  Lina cautioned suddenly picturing Heidi that fat.  It was an amusing image in her head.  She’d like to see how many tennis matches Heidi and Becca could win if she were that fat and out of shape.

        “I seriously doubt I’d have to get that fat for Keith to come to his senses.”  Heidi dismissed Lina’s warning outright, looking over to Shauna for support.

        “Don’t look at me.  Jeff would dump my ass if I skipped platies.”  Shauna seemed to honestly believe.

        The earnest worry on Shauna’s face cause both Lina and Heidi to burst out, “Hahahaha!”

        “Hey ladies!”  Summer interrupted finally arriving at the table a little more than five minutes late.

        “Hey Summer!”  Heidi waved, while the laughs at the table died down.

        “What are we all laughing about?”  Summer wondered, as she gave Heidi a big hug and sat down next to her.

        For the next 30 minutes, Heidi recounted her therapist visit, her Thanksgiving, and what she’d just discussed with Lina and Shauna.  The overweight redhead was all ears.  The waiter brought drinks, took orders and later returned with everything.  Lina, and Summer each got a chicken sandwich, Heidi got a burger, and Shauna got a meager salad.  By the time Heidi was finished her story, the meals were devoured, and Summer couldn’t hold in her thoughts any longer.

        “That’s brilliant!”  Summer clapped loving Heidi’s little revenge scheme to get her husband back in shape, “Wouldn’t work on Bobbie though, he likes me curvy.”

        “Lucky you.”  Shauna grunted taking another drink of her second mojito.

        “Yeah, seriously.”  Lina sighed.

        “Haha, you really wanna pack on some pounds Heidi?  Listen to me, I’ve got some advice.”  Summer offered, while she patted her large belly and felt it jiggle.

        “She is the expert.”  Shauna scoffed.

        “Sure, what advice?”  Heidi wondered, as she took a sip from her John Daily Cocktail.  The lemonade, iced tea, and vodka mixture was as energizing as it was strong.

        “I’ll tell you everything my nutritionist told me to stop doing.”  Summer honestly admitted, “First, alcohol.”

        “Way ahead of you.  Cheers!”  Heidi laughed, while she raised her glass and everyone at the table touched glasses.

        “Haha, Cheers!”  Summer laughed along with Heidi and took a drink of her IPA.

        “What else?”  Lina wondered.

        “Okay, second, snack-snack-snack.  The later at night, the better.”  Summer explained in an exaggerated manner.

        Duh.”  Heidi rolled her eyes.  She hadn’t exactly had a plan for how to gain weight but snacking more was fairly obvious.

        “Third, fast-food is now your best friend.”  Summer offered undeterred.

        “Tell me something I don’t know.”  Heidi sighed impatiently.  Everybody knew eating fast food made you fat.  She’d seen supersize me.

        “Okay, only go shopping when you are hungry.”  Summer added thinking fast.

        “Huh?”  Lina muttered following along with a little confusion in her voice.

        “Turns out you buy a lot more food when you’re hungry.”  Summer explained.

        “Hmm, noted.”  Heidi hummed.

        Seeming to get more excited as she went, Summer continued, “Oh!  Next, eat your meals in front of a TV if you can.  Your mind will get distracted and you won’t realize when you get full, so you’ll eat more than you usually do.”

        “Now this is good stuff.  Keep it coming.”  Heidi motioned much to Shauna’s disgust.  The model found this whole conversation nauseating.

        “Alright, I’ve got one more.  Say yes to dessert.  Whenever someone offers.  If someone suggests dessert, you say yes.”  Summer concluded thinking about ordering dessert herself.

        “Okay.”  Heidi nodded trying to recall everything Summer had just said to her but finding that she couldn’t.  A little embarrassed she’d just pulled a Shauna, Heidi asked sweetly, “Can you write those down for me?”

        “Sure can.”  Summer hummed grabbing a pen and paper from her purse.

        “Ha, I’ll be a pig by June.”  Heidi smiled.  She couldn’t wait to see the look on her husband’s face once he realized she’d outgrown the tiny bikini’s he loved seeing her wear.

        “Sooner than that.”  Lina teased, “Hey Heidi, wanna order some dessert?”

        “No way, I’m full.”  Heidi shook her head.  Her eyes looked at her empty dinner plate.  She’d eaten everything.  Her burger, the pickle, the French fries, everything.  Her irritation towards her husband fueled her unusually large appetite.

        “Eh-Eh-Eh!  She said dessert.  You have to say yes.”  Summer chided her longtime friend.

        Blushing, Heidi gave in, “Fine.  Ask me again.”

        “Wanna order dessert?”  Lina hummed.  She’d figured out the perfect way to make sure Heidi lost a step in tennis once they got started playing again in the spring.

        “You bet your ass I do.”  Heidi burst with authority, “This soon-to-be fatty needs cake!”

 

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Part 4

        It felt like the calm before the storm.

        New Year’s Eve was normally a busy night at the hospital, but not for Heidi.  Her shift ended at 8PM, which meant she’d soon be able to join her husband at his work’s yearly New Year’s Eve party hosted at the local country club they loved to frequent on the weekends.

        Joyfully checking the board and seeing that she didn’t have any reason to stay beyond her shift, Heidi clocked out and started making her way out of the hospital.  She grabbed her coat, her phone, and briskly walked over to the elevator.  Five weeks ago, Heidi would have taken the stairs but ever since Thanksgiving the goal wasn’t to get more steps per day, it was to get less.

        Though she was trying to put on some unsightly extra pounds, Heidi didn’t want to turn into a full-on sedentary couch potato.  She still exercised, she continued jogging in the mornings, and attending yoga classes three times per week, but she found more excuses to sit on her hindquarters than she did before.  It was a good middle ground for someone whose athleticism was an ingrained part of her identity.

        In her mind, getting fat didn’t mean she had to sacrifice her fitness.  It meant pushing herself to overeat.  And boy did Heidi eat a whole heck of a lot over the winter holidays.

        In her efforts over the last five weeks to fatten up, Heidi had diligently implemented all of Summer’s suggestions.  She drank more alcohol when she was out with her husband, she snacked more often throughout the day, stopped at McDonalds for French fries on her way home from work, she went food shopping on an empty stomach, she started eating all of her meals at home in front of a TV, and she never said ‘no’ to dessert anymore.

        As a result of her drastically increased caloric intake, Heidi had put on some weight, not much, but enough for her to notice.  Her scrubs, once loose on her, now felt a little tight in places, mainly her hips, butt, and across her chest.  Nobody had said anything to her about her gain, but Heidi knew it was only a matter of time before her b*tchy coworker Gretchen threw a snide comment her way.

        It was weird.  Her whole life, a fear had existed in Heidi’s brain around what people would say if she, for example, put on the freshman 15 or if she’d acquired a case of ex-athlete syndrome, like her husband, after graduating and saying goodbye to her collegiate crew team.  Yet now that she was trying to gain weight, she was a bit annoyed that nobody had said anything.

        She wasn’t excited to be fat shamed or anything, but she’d appreciate a little social confirmation that her efforts were bearing fruit.  After all, she was putting her body through a lot.  She’d never eaten like this ever in her life.  She felt like she was stuffing herself like a piñata every day and for what?  Stomach aches?

        “Ehh…”  Heidi mumbled to herself, as she recalled just how often she stuffed herself into uncomfortable food comas nowadays.  Pressing her hand against her stomach, Heidi was dejected to feel that it was still decidedly flat, though perhaps a little softer.  Letting out a sigh, Heidi muttered, “I wish getting fat was easier.”

         As she approached the exit of the hospital, it took Heidi a moment to process the fact that she’d stopped outside of the cafeteria, right in front of the ground floor vending machine.  It had become a subconscious habit already.  Her relatively new post-shift ritual was simple, grab a treat or two from the vending machine so she had something to munch on during her ride home.  It sure beat sitting in traffic listening to the radio.

        ‘What’s it going to be today…’  Heidi mused internally, ‘Reese’s cups?  Or M&M’s?’

        She was in the mood for chocolate.  All her overindulgence this winter was really sharping her sweet tooth.

        ‘Why not both?’  Heidi thought to herself, as she put in five dollars and typed in her chocolaty desires.

        Watching her candy drop down with a sense of satisfaction, Heidi effortlessly bent over and picked up her prizes.  In doing so, she could feel her scrubs tighten around her backside.

        It was like her slightly thicker butt cheeks were begging her pants for more room.

        Standing upright, Heidi pursed her lips and thought, ‘That’s new…’

        Reaching behind her, she pinched an inch of her booty to investigate.  It certainly felt like her cheeks had acquired some more cushion since the start of the holiday season.  

        “Hmm…”  Heidi hummed unsure of how to feel.

        On the one hand, she was trying to put on enough weight to repulse her husband, and her thicker booty was evidence that her plan was working.  Yet on the other, the vain side of Heidi’s brain was horrified by the idea that she was beginning to lose her perfect figure.

        ‘It’s for a good cause…’  Heidi thought to reassure herself, as her sense of aggrieved entitlement took over.

        She deserved a husband willing to put in the same amount of work to look attractive for her that she was willing to put in for him.  Until Keith wised up, she was instead going to give him a taste of the same fat and shabby medicine that he forced her to swallow for the better part of two years of marriage.

        It wasn’t very noticeable that Heidi was a little heavier.  Aside from her butt, and maybe her bust, she didn’t really look any bigger than she had prior to Thanksgiving.  Admiring herself in the reflection of the vending machine, Heidi ripped open her M&M’s and poured some into her mouth.

        ‘Soon,’ She thought while vindictively chewing, ‘It’ll be noticeable.  And Keith will be begging for his hot wife back.’

        “Careful Heidi,” A smug voice unexpectedly taunted into Heidi’s left ear, “eating that much sugar can’t be very good for you.”

        “Phhtth!  How about you mind your own business Gretchen?”  Heidi shot back recognizing the voice of her rude coworker and turning to face her.

        “Fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.”  Gretchen huffed, as she crossed her muscular arms with annoyance and walked way without further incident.

        Four years younger than Heidi, Gretchen had only been with the hospital a year so far, and yet she’d managed to irritate almost everyone she interacted with thanks to her overinflated opinion of herself.  To be fair, the girl was a bit of a physical specimen.  Tall and beautiful, Gretchen was addicted to CrossFit and boasted a fit hourglass frame.  However, that was no excuse for being disrespectful.

        Defiantly tossing some more M&Ms into her mouth, Heidi headed toward the exit of the hospital with renewed vigor.  By the time she got there, a fairly attractive male nurse, who appeared to be on his way into the hospital, held the door open for her.

        “Thank you.  Happy New Year!”  Heidi smiled, showing gratitude for the guy’s polite gesture.  Her eyes couldn’t help but notice the defined nature of his arms, and the trim look of his waist.  However, rather than letting her imagination go to any inappropriate places, she instead imagined how nice it would be if her husband kept in shape like this fine gentleman.

        “Happy New Year!”  The nurse grinned in return.  His eyes glued to the alluring way Heidi filled out her scrubs.

        Heidi felt this stranger’s eyes on her but wasn’t offended.  Frankly, she was used to this type of treatment from the opposite sex and took it as a complement.  Munching on a few more M&M’s, as she passed by him, she could practically feel his eyes glued to her butt.

        Feeling a little flattered, Heidi smugly thought to herself, ‘I’d be looking too if I were you.’

…

        On her drive home, Heidi polished off the M&M’s and Reese’s cups.  Yet the sugary chocolaty mix wasn’t enough to quell her spiteful hunger.  So, she stopped at McDonalds.  However, tonight large fries weren’t going to be enough to quell her hunger, so she ordered a chocolate shake too.

        Sitting in traffic provided Heidi enough time to polish off her fast food.  She had never been a big eater, but she was beginning to enjoy indulging as much as she was.  So much so that she even felt a subconscious hint of sadness when she reached the end of her milkshake.

        She was full, yet her tummy felt just as aggravatingly flat as usual.  She was hoping to make herself a little bloated for the party.  Keith was already there waiting for her.  She’d dreamed of see the look on his face when she walked into the country club with her tight little white cocktail dress bursting at the seams.

        She’d have to keep dreaming.  She didn’t have enough time to eat anything else if she wanted to get to the party at a reasonable hour.  Heck she hardly had enough time to shower, but she knew she needed to after a long shift at the hospital.

        Pulling into the driveway at a frightening speed, Heidi put the car in park, and rushed inside.  With some help from Keith’s parents, they’d purchased a rather luxurious two-story suburban home.  Even after two years, everything felt new, especially the shower, which Heidi wasted no time hurrying into.

        Once she was clean, Heidi got out and started drying herself.  She was about to get ready when something, propped against the toilet, caught her eye.

        Her scale.

        ‘Couldn’t hurt.’  Heidi shrugged setting the thing up and stepping on.

        The digital scale blinked red for what felt like a three second eternity, before blinking back for Heidi’s eager eyes:

        136lbs

        “Ugh!  That’s it??  Only 11 pounds?”  Heidi grunted feeling cheated.  She’d been putting away food faster than a baby elephant for weeks, frankly she was surprised she wasn’t clinically obese yet.

        Looking upon her naked body in the steamy mirror, Heidi knew she had a body that most women would kill for, yet here she was trying to ruin it.  Feeling painfully mixed up inside, Heidi growled, “I need a drink…”

…

        Half an hour later, Heidi’s wish was on the verge of being granted.  She’d applied her makeup, changed into her skimpy little white cocktail dress, and arrived at the country club ready to party.  She was both pleased and annoyed that she still fit into her usual size six despite all the eating she’d been doing.  At the very least, her outfit felt a lot tighter in places than it did the last time she found an excuse to throw it on.  Specifically, two places, one of which did not go unnoticed as Heidi inadvertently walked by a table where one of her drunken friends had parked her keester.

        “Omg Heidi!  Did you get a boob job!?”  Shauna gawked, as she motioned for the flustered blonde to join her at the table.

        Biting her lip, rolling her eyes, and adjusting the way her tight dress hugged her bust, Heidi obliged the dim-witted model, “No Shauna!  Jeez!  It’s just a tight dress.”

        “Yer tits look huge.”  Shauna hummed with her eyes glistening.  It was obvious the 23-year-old was ** off her perfectly formed ass.  She was leaning forward with her elbows on the table, a perfect height to suck upon the big straw she had in her drink, if it wasn’t already empty.

        “Thanks. You’re so sweet.”  Heidi replied, while she tried to keep her tone cheery.  If anyone had huge tits it was Shauna.  The brunette’s big melons looked about ready to burst out of the shimmering blue spaghetti strap dress she had on.  In fact, they looked a little bigger than their usual c-cup appearance, had Shauna graduated to d-cups?  As Shauna kept ** rambling, Heidi noticed that the model’s breasts weren’t the only thing about her that appeared a bit larger than usual.

        “Where’ve you been?  Lina and I have been sooo bored without you.  All the guy’s talk about is sports and business.  Blah blah blah, it’s soooo boring.”  Shauna droned on, as Heidi sharpened her gaze.

        Shauna’s cheeks looked fuller, swollen almost.  Her chin seemed slightly plumper, more substantial.  Even her arms looked softer.

        “Ha, I know.  I had to work a 12-hour shift today, got off at 8…” Heidi muttered trying not to alert Shauna as to what her prying eyes were discovering.  Shauna had put on her customary winter weight, and by the look of her face, this time it had been a lot more than usual.

         “Y’know, I always wanted to be a nurse.”  Shauna innocently blurted before appearing to think it through and flinch at the thought, “Blood makes me sick though!”

        “You should see my sister.  She literally feints if she sees blood.”  Heidi exclaimed unable to resist sharing her sister’s greatest weakness, however, she couldn’t let it slide that Shauna had screwed up her profession yet again, “But you know I’m not a nur…”

        “Who Sophie?”  Shauna interrupted.  Her drunken attention span seemed more limited than usual.

        “Yeah, Sophie.”  Heidi nodded, as Shauna appeared to recall something.

         Leaning forward and whispering, Shauna laughed, “Mhmh!  She got sooo fat!”  

         “You should see her Instagram,” Heidi replied, as she pulled out her phone and brought up the most recent picture of her younger sister, the amount of Instagram followers she had was blowing up almost as fast as she was, “If you thought she was big at Thanksgiving, you should see her now.”

        “Oh my god…”  Shauna explained, while Heidi showed it to her.

        In the picture, Heidi’s obese sister was standing atop a scale in nothing but a massive red bikini.  She was holding up a big pizza plate piled high with a mountain of desserts over her head like superman.  Upon her massive belly was the number 400 written in black.  If the picture’s caption was to be believed, if Sophie ate all that food by midnight tonight, she’d be 400lbs in time for her New Year’s diet.  The comments under the post were split between either support or outrage for Sophie and Liam’s quest to go from fit to fat to fit again.

        Unsure of how Shauna would react to the new information, Heidi studied the model’s face and perceived one emotion.  Worry.

        “That’s what I’d look like if I didn’t constantly diet.”  Shauna bemoaned looking disappointed.

        “No way.”  Heidi shook her head.

        “Yeah way!  I gain five pounds just from looking at a snickers bar.  Eww, December hit me like a truck.”  Shauna moaned, while she leaned back and embraced her rounded mound of freshly acquired belly fat.

        Heidi had seen Shauna fatten up twice before over the holidays but never before had it been this bad.  The model looked straight up at least 7 months pregnant with that belly, although the way it folded upon itself as she sat made it pretty obvious that it was all fat.

        “How much did you put on this year?”  Heidi gushed wanting to know.

        “A lot.”  Shauna assured her, as her fuller cheeks blushed a bright red.

        “How much?”  Heidi teased reaching over and poking the model’s big gut for herself.

        Upon feeling it’s shameful squishiness, Heidi couldn’t help, but think, ‘Eww so gross… I hope Keith comes to his senses before I sprout a **-belly like this…’

        “No!  It’s embarrassing...”  Shauna wined, as she swatted Heidi’s prodding hand away and fired a prodding poke right back into Heidi’s lean abdomen.  Feeling the firmness, Shauna complained, “Heyyy what gives?  Weren’t youuu supposed to get fat this month??”

        “I put on 11 pounds!  Can’t you tell?”  Heidi grunted a little annoyed the imperceptive brunette’s powers of observation were so lacking.

        “Not really.”  Shauna hummed puffing out her lips in thought.  Her eyes lingered on Heidi’s popping bust.  A moment later she ** motioned with her hands, “Stand up, turn around.”

        Knowing better than to argue with the lovable airhead, Heidi complied, rose to her feet, and took a tasteful spin for her friend before sitting back down.

        “Ugh, that’s so unfair.”  Shauna jealousy growled, before exclaiming a bit too boisterously, “It all went to your tits and ass!”

        “Shhhh!  You don’t have to be so loud!”  Heidi cautioned, as she felt the eyes of some partygoers beginning to look her way.

        Ignoring, or just not processing what Heidi had just said, Shauna continued in a sour tone, “Ugh!  I wasn’t trying to gain weight and I put on 30lbs…”

        That meant Shauna had to be weighing close to 160lbs…

        Heidi could hardly believe it, but what was strange was that she wasn’t feeling disgust, she was feeling envy?  For all her efforts to stuff her face, she’d only gained 11 pounds, and Shauna had quite accidentally put on 30??

        It wasn’t fair.

        Heidi couldn’t believe it, “30 pounds in five weeks??  Seriously?”

        “Seriously…  I put on weight sooo fast…  It’s sooo unfair…”  Shauna pouted, while she glanced at her empty beverage and frowned.

        “How?”  Heidi needed to know, as her eyes studied the doughy shape of Shauna’s round gut while her hands absentmindedly traced her own flat tummy.  Gulping with some embarrassment for what she was about to say, Heidi admitted, “I need some pointers.”

        The look on Shauna’s face said it all.  She thought Heidi was crazy.

        However, humoring her friend, Shauna changed her tone to something resembling a sarcastic smugness and replied, “Well I essentially sat on the couch watching TV eating Christmas cookies for five weeks, sooo that’s my secret.  Do with that what you will.”

        Shauna was a couch potato?  It made sense; it was always a fight to get her to attend yoga classes.  It would also explain why Shauna had fattened up so easily while Heidi had struggled to beef up.  Perhaps her morning jogs were too much cardio for someone trying to put on some pounds?  But was she really burning enough calories to offset how much she’d been overeating recently?  It seemed the only possible explanation.

        “Eww, my agent is going to be sooo pissed.”  Shauna vented, as she tightly gripped her big mound of stomach pudge and jiggled it with anger, interrupting Heidi’s train of thought.

        Unable to resist poking fun at Shauna’s misery, Heidi replied, “Hmhm, maybe you can do a commercial for chips ahoy?”

        “Not funny.”  Shauna growled biting her lip.

         “Oh, you’ll sweat it off in January, you always do.”  Heidi tried to assure her newly pudgy friend.

        “Doubtful, I’m going to be the size of a house come the end of January.  Jeff’s taking me on a cruise.  Caribbean.”  Shauna revealed with a sincere worry to her voice.

        That got Heidi thinking.  Curiously she asked, “What’s Jeff think about the ‘new’ you?”

        Rolling her eyes, Shauna replied, “Jeff says the weight is a sign of contentment.”

        “Ha, that’s what Keith says about his gut.”  Heidi smirked.

        “I thought he’d be pissed.”  Shauna admitted, as a sort of consolation.

        “At least you know he loves you for you, not just your smoking hot body.”  Heidi winked trying to cheer Shauna up.

        “Yeah… Being fat sucks though.”  Shauna grunted, while she leaned closer to Heidi and loudly whispered, “Its official…  I have now put on enough weight to no longer fit into a size 8 dress.  This one is a size 10.  I feel like such a fatty.”

        “Well, you’re not going to be alone for long.  Come February, I’ll be riding the fat bus right along with you.”  Heidi vowed.  She couldn’t resist picturing herself as fat as Shauna by valentine’s day.  What would Keith have to say if she walked up to him with a big fat **-belly?  How would he react?  Her imagination glistened to life with the possibilities.  He’d probably be willing to trade anything for her to go back to being skinny and sexy again.

        “Promise?”  Shauna questioned, as she reached her hand toward Heidi and extended her pinky finger.

        “Promise.”  Heidi smiled, as she and Shauna pinky swore on it.  She felt like she was back in elementary school when she was hanging around with Shauna sometimes.

        “Ugh!  You’re such a good friend!”  Shauna sighed, while leaning into Heidi for a sloppy hug, “I love you!  And I have so much respect for what you do.  The world…  The world needs more people like you.  I wish I’d been a nurse.”

        “Thanks Shauna, but…  You know I’m not a nurse, right?”  Heidi corrected, as she tried to pull the drunken model off of her.

        “Hmm?”  Shauna hummed.  A vacant expression on her face.

        “I’m a vascular sonographer.”  Heidi reminded her.

        “A what?”  Shauna cooed looking lost.

        “She’s an ultrasound technician dummy.”  Lina’s voice chirped, as the fitness fanatic joined the table with a fresh drink for Shauna and two plates of luscious red velvet cake, which she put on the table.

        Continuing, the feisty Korean-American trophy wife patted Shauna’s chubby belly and added in a teasing tone, “You know, she helps pregnant ladies, like yourself, see their b**s!”

        “I’m not pregnantttt, I’m just fatttt!”  Shauna grunted, as she reached for a plate of cake and pulled it in front of her.

        “You could say that again.  You better get back in shape by the time we start playing tennis again in the spring.  I need you fit.  I can’t have a fatty for a teammate.”  Lina teased with a pinch to Shauna’s fuller cheeks.

        “Ugh, I’m going to get back in shape, it’s probably just gonna take me a little longer than usual…”  The model lamented.  She didn’t want to think about exercise right now, she hated exercise more than the near constant diets she had to endure.

        Seeing a moment to interject, Heidi fumed, “I don’t do ultrasounds for pregnant women.”  

        “Then you explain it.”  Lina shrugged thinking she’d done a good enough job.

        “I’m tired of explaining it to you bimbos!  You guys never remember!”  Heidi spat a little agitated.  Conversations with her college friends never went like this.

        “Shut up, have some cake, it’s to die for.”  Lina smoothly changed the topic, as she stole the plate Shauna was about to dig into and put it in front of Heidi, “Not you Shauna.  You’ve had enough.  How’s about you show a little restraint?”

        “My diet starts when I come back from my cruise.” Shauna growled, while she reclaimed her plate from in front of Heidi, “Skinny mini can grab her own cake.”

        Not wanting to spark a cat fight, Heidi intervened, “Don’t worry Lina, I’ll have some cake in due time, I need a drink first though.  Have you seen Keith?”

        “Oh, he’s talking with Scott, at the bar.”  Lina replied, as she pointed her friend in the right direction.

        “Thanks, I’ll be right back.”  Heidi smiled, while she abruptly left the table in search of her hubby and some alcohol.

        The second she was out of earshot, Lina turned to Shauna and gossiped, “Is it just me or does it look like Heidi got a little boob job?”

        “Omg, I thought the same thing!”  Shauna explained with her mouth joyfully full of red velvet cake.

…

        Meanwhile, as Lina and Shauna continued their usual gossip, Heidi locked eyes with her husband and made her way over to him.  Despite his excess weight, Heidi still thought her man cleaned up well.  His beard was neat and trimmed a little shorter than usual.  It still hid his double-chin which Heidi liked, but it also revealed more of his attractive facial features.  Keith had a great smile.

        “Hey baby.”  Heidi cooed, as she approached the two men engrossed in conversation, stood upon her tippy toes and planted a smooch right on her husband’s cheek, “Mwah!”

         “Heidi, you look fantastic.”  Keith smiled, while his eyes couldn’t help giving his wife a once over.

        It wasn’t often he saw Heidi dressed so provocatively.  They weren’t in college anymore.  Normally around the house she wore comfortable button-down pajamas, or her usual conservative and preppy stuff she wore out when she ran errands.  Additionally, this winter she’d purchased a new puffy jacket that covered her practically head to toe.  So, he loved seeing Heidi wearing something that hugged her in all the right places.

        It was always thrilling to see his wife in provocative attire.  Yet, his eyes couldn’t help but get stuck on his wife’s cleavage.  Perhaps it was the lighting, or maybe just the way the white cocktail dress hugged her body, but her ‘girls’ looked positively popping tonight.  She was looking decidedly more busty than usual.  She actually looked a bit like her sister, Sophie, before she’d gone off the deep end and put on 250lbs of blubber.

         “Keith, I’ll never understand how you landed such a beautiful lady.”  Scott Daniels interrupted Keith’s train of thought.  

        His boss was never shy about handing out backhanded complements.  While on the surface it sounded like good old Scott Daniels was complementing him for marrying such a beautiful woman, what he was really saying was, ‘How does a hot woman like Heidi settle for a fat loser like you?’

        It irritated Keith to no end to receive compliments like this, and it happened more often than he would care to admit, he heard if from friends, coworkers, even family…

        “I swear you keep on getting more beautiful every time I see ya.”  The aged real estate tycoon laid on the southern accent thick, while he took Heidi’s hand and shook it politely.

        “Thanks Mr. Daniels.”  Heidi purred sounding flattered.  Lina’s husband was a real sweet talker.

        “Call me Scott.  You’re on a first name basis with my wife, so you’re on a first name basis with me.”  He assured her much to Keith’s internal annoyance.  Scott still insisted that he refer to him as Mr. Daniels since he was his ‘superior.’

        “Hmhm, okay Scott.”  Heidi hummed, as she noticed the irritation on her husband’s face and continued, “Does that mean my husband still has to address you as Mr. Daniels?”

       “Well, your husband did have an impressive last quarter…”  Scott mused, as he scratched his chin.

        Keith hated when his boss toyed with him like this.  He appreciated Heidi reading his mind and bringing up the issue at hand, but he knew nothing was ever going to come of it.  Scott Daniels was as stubborn as they come.

        “Excuse me, miss.”  A bartender interrupted, not just getting Heidi’s attention, but also Keith and Scotts’, “Margarita, curtesy of the gentlemen over there.”

        The server then pointed across the bar to a younger looking man, probably college-aged, no doubt the adult son of one of the successful businessmen in the room, who was raising his glass in hopes that the beautiful blonde he’d spotted would do the same with the drink he’d just bought her.

        “Oh, no thanks, I’m happily married.”  Heidi muttered knowing he couldn’t hear her but pointing to the ring on her finger in hopes that he’d get the message.

        However, before the message was received, Keith stood up from his bar stool.

        “I’ll take that.”  He ordered gently lifting the margarita out of Heidi’s hands, and giving her his freshly opened bottle of beer, “Have mine.”

        In an amused silence, Heidi and Scott both watched as Keith gave the frat boy across the bar the middle finger before proceeding to chug the margarita in one fell swoop before uttering a vindictive, “Cheers a**hole!”

        “Heeheehee,” Scott couldn’t contain himself, “Well it’s true what they say, you can’t judge a book by its cover.  That’s how it’s done my boy, heeheehee!”

        Slapping the big man firmly upon his back with a sense of pride, Scott added, “Scott it is from now on son.”

        “Thanks...  Scott.”  Keith muttered a bit confused, as to the change of heart from his boss.

        He hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary just now.  Keeping men from flirting with Heidi was practically a full-time job when they were out in public like this.  It was the price of having such a beautiful wife.  It got annoying at times, but he’d never back down and let some strangers show him up in front of his wife.

        “Now don’t go ** on y’er own tongue.  You’ll get used to it.”  Scott assured his work associate, before turning his attention back to the beautiful angel beside him, “Now, where you been all night little lady?”

        “Working.”  Heidi shrugged not knowing what else to say, as she took a sip of her husband’s cold beer.  She was so amused with how defensive Keith got when men made advances toward her.  It was definitely a turn-on seeing him act all assertive like that.

        “Working?  Pretty lady like you?  What’s wrong Keith, don’t I pay you enough?  Why’s your wife gotta work?”  Scott pressed his employee much to Keith’s annoyance.

        Not letting her husband say anything out of anger, Heidi jumped in and explained, “I like my job, I like helping people.  We certainly don’t need the money, but it makes me happy.”

        “She only works part time.”  Keith added getting over his brief annoyance and trying to impress his boss.

        “Only because it’s smarter for me to work part time.”  Heidi added not wanting Keith to sell her short just to impress Scott.

         “Ohh?  Do tell.”  The elderly businessman hummed, enjoying the little look Heidi had just given her husband.

         “I alternate weeks, one week I work four 8 hour shifts, and the next week I work three 12 hour shifts.”  Heidi explained, “If I work 40 per week they’d have to hire me full time, which would mean they’d have to provide me benefits, but if they do that they’d reduce my hourly pay.  Since Keith’s insurance is better than what the hospital offers, I don’t need the benefits.  I make more money working part-time than I would working full time.”

        “Ain’t that a fact.  Beautiful and smart.  I can see why Lina likes you.”  Scott warmly complemented the gorgeous woman in front of him before turning to Keith and chuckling, “Got your hands full with this one, don’t you?”

        “Sometimes.”  Keith shrugged honestly, while pinching Heidi firmly right on her left butt cheek outside of his boss’s view.  For the briefest of moments, it felt to Keith like he was pinching a bit more flesh than usual down there.

        “Stop it.”  Heidi joked playfully punching him right in his big doughy gut.

        “Heehee, you two are something.”  Scott smiled enjoying himself.  Turning his eyes to Heidi once again, he addressed her with a proposition, “Why don’t you run along back over to Lina and give her my best, I believe your husband wanted to talk with me about that promotion he’s been chasing.”

        “I sure will.”  Heidi smiled catching his drift.  Turning to Keith, Heidi widened her eyes with excitement.

        Keith could tell that she was excited for him.  He was excited too.  For once it seemed like Scott was going to give him a lucky break.

        “Good luck baby!  Mwah!”  Heidi cooed, as she planted another kiss on Keith’s cheek and hurried off to rejoin her friends.

        Keith’s eyes couldn’t help but linger on the way his wife’s butt swayed with every step she took away from him.  It was probably just the lighting, or maybe all the drinks he’d had, but Heidi’s butt looked a little… fuller than he remembered.  Maybe it was just the tight cocktail dress.  Either way, her hourglass shape was captivating his imagination tonight.

        “I see it.  I finally see it.”  Scott interrupted Keith’s vacant stare.

        “Huh?  See what?”  Keith hummed snapping back to reality.

        “Why she likes you.”  Scott hummed, before stating more firmly, “You’re an alpha.”

        “An alpha?”  Keith repeated a little skeptical.  He wasn’t a fan of the whole alpha male label.  He’d seen too many dumba**’s in college.

        “You know an assertive man, a go getter.  Yeah, you’re too polite for your own good most the time, almost mistook you for a beta.  But you’re a real wolf in sheep’s clothing.”  Scott exclaimed seemingly please with what he was saying, “Yer, not one of those guys that’ll roll over at the first sign of trouble and play dead.  I thought you were the kinda man that let his woman walk all over him, but now I see that even though you speak softly, you lead, and she follows.  That’s how it should be in a marriage.  Women really respond to that.  And I respect that.”

         “Hmm.”  Keith nodded not knowing how to reply to his boss’s little tirade.  Part of him wondered how many drinks Mr. Daniels had enjoyed tonight, and another part of him just wanted to shut up and see what was going to happen.  He could correct Mr. Daniels and let him know that Heidi more often than not ‘wore the pants’ in their relationship, and that he was perfectly fine with it, but he worried that there was a harm in telling Mr. Daniels the truth so he just nodded and added, “D*mn right.”

        “Hmm,” Scott hummed pleased with Keith, “My minds made up.  The promotion’s yours son.”

         Keith couldn’t believe what he was hearing, “Are you serious?”  

        “I will tell you what, I will text my secretary, after you shoot some pool with me.  How’s that sound?”  Scott promised, as Keith jumped at the offer.

         “Sounds good, Scott.”  Keith smiled feeling ecstatic.  He’d been chasing this promotion for the better part of a full year.

        “Heehee, happy new year.”  Scott laughed, as he wrapped his arm around Keith and lead him over to the pool tables.

…

        That night, after the ball dropped and Keith and Heidi got home, the sex was automatic.

        ** and horny, husband and wife frisked each other in the dark of their kitchen, until Keith turned Heidi around, bent her over the counter and began giving it to her just like he did back when they had first gotten together in college.  It didn’t take long for Heidi feel her husband’s enthusiasm.

        “Oh my god!  Ohh myyy gawwwwd…  Mhhhhhhhh!”  Heidi moaned, as she felt an explosion between her thighs.

        Her squeals of delight pushed Keith over the edge too, and soon, both husband and wife became still.  Keith was gasping to catch his breath, “Did *Pant* you…  Did you cum?”

        “Yesssss…”  Heidi purred, as she lay motionless on the counter.

        Her mind replayed the way Keith had turned her around, bent her over and taken her to the limit.  She felt aftershocks at the thought.  Doing it from behind like that wasn’t their usual forte, but Heidi quite liked it.  She’d imagined that the man giving it to her was the man Keith was when she first met him, lean and muscled…

        In the heat of the moment, she’d been able to ignore the way her husband’s big belly rested upon her lower back, but now she could feel it, sweaty and warm…  She couldn’t remember the last time Keith had been this active in their sex life.

        “Did you touch yourself?”  He wondered.  It normally took a bit of extra stimulation for Heidi to get herself over the edge nowadays.

        “Nope.  It was that good.  I didn’t need too.”  Heidi smiled, as her husband pulled out and away from her and she brought herself back upright.  Her legs felt like jello, but she found her balance long enough to comment, “We never do it in the kitchen…  This… was exciting.”

        “I’ve been wanting you all night.”  Keith explained, as his wife embraced him in a hug.

        “I love you.”  Heidi cooed, while she squeezed her husband’s gut.  Oh, how she yearned for the days when she’d hug Keith and his body felt like a chiseled rock...

        “I love you too.”  Keith replied, unable to contain what else was on his mind, “I can’t believe I got that promotion; you really worked your charm on Mr. Daniels.”

        “I didn’t do sh*t.  Scott loved the way you snuffed that dude who bought me that drink.”  Heidi countered not wanting to take the credit away from her man.

        “He did.”  Keith recognized, “That always pisses me off.”

        “It’s not my fault, I wear my ring.”  Heidi sighed, as she lifted her hand closer to her face and gazed upon her lovely diamond, “I love my ring.”

        “I know, I know.  It’s not your fault.”  Keith smiled, while his hands traced his wife’s lovely curves, “You looked great tonight.”

        “Oh yeah?”  Heidi hummed wondering if Keith noticed she’d put on some weight, “Better than normal?”

        “I mean it’s not every day you wear a cocktail dress like that.”  Keith replied.  His hands caressing his wife’s hips.

        “Easy access.”  Heidi cooed, recalling how their passionate kitchen escapade had begun.

        It was as she said those words that she felt her husband’s hands grab her butt cheeks firmly.

        “This feels different.”  Keith spoke rather bluntly.

        Blushing, Heidi didn’t try to play it off, in fact she wanted to be caught red handed, or in this case big butted, “Think I gained a little weight this holiday season.”

        She eagerly awaited her husband’s judgment.  It was about time he noticed she was fattening up.  The quicker he noticed the quicker she could use his disgust to blackmail him into getting back into shape.

        “Well…  It suits you.”  Keith replied supportively.

        Heidi couldn’t believe what she’d just heard, “It… suits me?  Y-you like it?”

        “I’ll be honest, I’m kinda digging the extra curves babycakes.”  Keith enthused, as he let go of Heidi’s butt and moved his hands to her breasts, they definitely felt bigger in his hands, “It’s like you got a boob job too.”

        “Stop it.”  Heidi blushed remembering what Shauna said with irritation before getting her emotions under control and backpedaling, “I mean, thank you.”

        “Yeah, jeez, it was a complement.”  Keith clarified much to Heidi’s irritation.

        “I know, I know.”  Heidi nodded feeling hallow.

        She’d really wanted Keith to be disgusted with her, to snap out of his lazy self-apathy, to get back in shape…

        “Wanna shower together?”  Keith offered not picking up on his wife’s disappointment.

        Heidi looked at him silently for a moment and absorbed the subtext of his question.  It was normal for them to shower after sex, but that usually meant their sexual activities for the night were over.

        Heidi was fine giving her husband some time to recharge, but she didn’t want the night’s festivities to be over!  She was really feeling something for him right now and he was spent?  Already??

        ‘One and done…’  Heidi thought to herself trying not to frown.

        It didn’t used to be that way when Keith was 80 pounds lighter.  In college they’d used to have two or three rounds of sex a night…

        “You go first…”  Heidi replied in a bit of a sullen tone.

        She wanted more sex but, judging from the blissful look on Keith’s face, he was obviously done for the night.  She’d have to fend for herself, and to do that she needed a little privacy.

        “Okay.”  Keith hummed seemingly still please with himself for getting her off so successfully a few moments ago.

        Heidi watched, with a sense of slight disgust, the way he scratched his protruding gut, while he bent down to pick up his clothes.  She’d tossed them to the floor when her fire had been hot.  Yet now looking at her flabby husband, her desire for him was cooling.

        Unable to control the judgmental side of her, Heidi shook her head and thought, ‘He used to be a varsity athlete?  Doesn’t look like it now…’

        She yearned to rekindle the vigorous passion they’d had for each other in college…

        ‘That big gut of his keeps getting in the way…’  Heidi thought.  It affected her physical attraction for him, it hindered his lovemaking ability in the sack…  It needed to go.

        She figured gaining a few pounds would have been enough to make Keith understand the importance of physical attraction in marriage, yet now she slowly realized it would require more than a few pounds to get Keith’s attention.  She didn’t want to get chubby, but Heidi was realizing that such a drastic step might be necessary.

        The warmth of their lovemaking session was wearing off.  Heidi was beginning to feel the cool air start to give her goosebumps.  Looking down upon her naked body, Heidi cursed her inflated breasts and butt, but most of all she cursed her tummy.  Though filled with alcohol, fast food, candy, and a milkshake, it still appeared staggeringly flat.

        Of course, Keith would find her more appealing with larger breasts and more of an ass to grab, he was a typical man after all.  If she’d only grown a big beer belly like Shauna, then he’d be singing a different tune…

        ‘How odd is it that the only way I can think to motivate Keith to lose his gut is for me to grow one of my own?’  Heidi pondered to herself, as she watched her husband slowly lumber toward the doorway.

        “Since you like my holiday curves,” Heidi tentatively spoke, as a naughty thought entered her head, “I think I’m gonna grab a snack.”

        ‘Surely that’ll set off some alarm bells in his head.’  Heidi hoped.

        However, unfazed by Heidi’s words, Keith yawned and then responded, “Y’know, I think I worked up an appetite too.  Will you bring me up a bowl of ice cream when you’re done?”

        She couldn’t believe it.

        Was Keith just pulling her leg?

        Or did he really not care if she snacked this late?  She was blatantly threatening to chunk up even further and Keith hadn’t batted an eye?!  In fact, if anything, he seemed totally accepting of it.

        Trying to sound as calm as possible, Heidi smiled, “If there is any left, sure.  You’ve certainly earned it tonight.”

        And with that, the couple each said, ‘I love you’ and went their separate ways.  Keith went upstairs to hop in the shower and Heidi remained in the kitchen fuming about what just happened.

        ‘He likes it?’  Heidi thought to herself feeling like she was losing her mind.

        ‘HE LIKES IT??’  Heidi’s thoughts echoed so loud she felt like she was going crazy.  

        ‘If I had a belly like Shauna he wouldn’t like it!’  Heidi rashly concluded, ‘I’ll show him!’

        Rushing her naked body toward the refrigerator, Heidi collected her bra and panties, and hastily tugged them on before opening up the door and checking out what food she’d take out her frustrations on.  Unfortunately for Heidi, nothing appeared too appetizing.

        ‘Leftover meatloaf, bleh…’  Heidi shivered.  The one good thing about having a fat husband was that he ate all the leftovers she didn’t want to touch.

        “Something sweet.”  Heidi concluded, as her mind got an idea.

        Hurrying into the pantry, Heidi unveiled her secret stash.  She unzipped her sports bag and revealed a dozen containers of various flavors of icing.  She’d purchased the calorie bombs last week.  It had been a hungry impulsive buy, but one she was happy she’d made now.

        Clinging to that spiteful childish anger she felt towards her husband’s lazy attitude and grossly fattened body, she peeled off one of the lids and crammed a big gob of icing into her mouth with her index finder.

        “Mhh…  Vanilla…”  Heidi hummed, while she slowly sucked her finger clean.

         The action triggered a pleasant memory, while she continued her icing binge…

         Long ago, shortly before she and Keith started dating, she’d been dropping subtle hints to him about her attraction, wanting him to make the first move and ask her out.  She’d smile at him whenever they crossed paths.  She’d laugh the loudest at all of his jokes.  Any excuse she could find, she’d bump into him, or ask to squeeze his arm muscles.  It had been a lot of work and, of course, Keith still seemed oblivious to her affections.

        So, one day, Heidi dropped the subtlety.  After crew practice, Heidi approached him while he chowed down on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  They conversed like any other day.  Keith finished his sandwich, and Heidi noticed he’d gotten some jelly on his fingers.  Not thinking, Heidi asked him how the sandwich had tasted.

        Before her future husband could even reply, she’d taken his hand and begun sucking on one of his fingers, using her tongue to clean off the sweet jelly.  She remembered the flustered look on Keith’s face when she’d made eye contact with him.

        He hadn’t been flustered for long though.  They’d had sex for the first time later that night.

        “Mhhh…”  Heidi hummed recalling just how good their first time had been.

        Using her finger to spoon more icing into her mouth, Heidi tasted chocolate, but her brain didn’t register the change from vanilla.  Her focus was still locked on her horny daydream.  

        Wishing she could disappear into the past, Heidi’s free hand crept beneath her panties, as she relived her first time bedding her husband all those years ago…

        It had been tender, rough, wild… it had been pure exhilaration.  Love and lust had mixed together in such a perfect way.  It was a dream come true.

        “Oooohhhh… f*ckkk…”  Heidi moaned feeling herself lifting off into the surreal place she’d just imagined.

        She imagined the finger she was sucking on was her husband’s.  She imagined they were back in college.  And her imagination didn’t disappoint.

        Gasping for breath, Heidi slowly came out of her daydream the same way she’d entered it.  Licking her index finger clean from her mouth.  She pulled her other hand out from under her panties, embarrassed that she’d pleasured herself in the closet-like environment of their pantry.

        Gathering her bearings, Heidi looked down and realized she’d polished off more than just the container of vanilla.  She’d also consumed a tub of chocolate icing.

        She hadn’t even remembered opening it…

        Although, looking closer, she could tell there was still some left.  Enough for one more fingerful.  Leaning forward, Heidi felt a pain from her stomach.  She felt full, very full, but she didn’t let that stop her.  Her face was one of determination, as she plunged her finger back into the container of chocolate icing before again forcing the last of the mouthwatering mixture beyond her lusciously awaiting lips.

         As she did, her stomach, quite resistant to bloating earlier, gurgled in its now firmly rounded state.  Though her body didn’t exactly reveal it, her capacity for food had increased without a doubt over the last five weeks.  She’d just stomached two complete bottles of icing.  Her belly’s newfound fullness calmed her flaring temper and appetite.

        Groaning, Heidi heaved herself upward and back into the kitchen.  Waddling like a lady in the late stages of pregnancy, Heidi made her husband a small bowl of vanilla ice cream and lumbered up to the bedroom.

        Placing the dessert on his nightstand, Heidi slid into bed as gently as possible.  Her bulging stomach was so full of icing that was a little painful to bend at her waist.

        As all the sugar she just ate hit her blood stream, Heidi knew she was going to have a tough time trying to sleep.  Craving comfort, Heidi desired to cuddle with her chunky husband, but he was still in the shower…

        Feeling impatient that Keith was lingering in the hot water, Heidi glanced over to the ice cream bowl she’d gotten for him.  Unable to control her thoughts, a long-repressed voice escaped from Heidi’s subconscious:

        ‘A real fatty would eat that too…  No pain, no gain…’

 

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Part 5

        What had been a typical day at the office had just become decidedly more interesting.

        “He… likes it?”  Dr. Veronica Keller repeated in disbelief, as she reluctantly kept her eyes locked on Heidi’s.

        Her unusual client had dropped by unannounced, yet again, just as flustered and desperate as ever.  However, there had been something different about her prim and posh client today.  She hadn’t been able to quite put her finger on it until the two had started talking.  But it soon became clear…

        Mrs. Heidi Hill Collins had filled out a little bit.

        “Yeah, he likes it!  What kind of messed up sh*t is that?!  Now I’m going to have to get even fatter to turn him off.”  Heidi vented expressively with both arms.

        The blonde beauty was an enigma to Veronica.  This was their third visit, and she still didn’t really know that much about her.  For instance, sitting upon the couch across from her, Heidi was clothed in a pair of tight-looking navy-blue scrubs.  One might naturally assume that Heidi was a nurse, but it had never come up before and Veronica wasn’t about to ask.  She was more interested in what Heidi had just shared with her.

        Deciding to keep the conversation on track, the therapist stuck to the business at hand, “How often is he initiating sex?”

        “Like every night since New Year’s.  I haven’t been able to keep him off me for two weeks!”  Heidi burst with an incredulous expression on her face.

        It was hard for Dr. Keller to really wrap her head around Heidi’s skepticism.  The young woman had gained some weight these last few weeks, it was noticeable that she’d filled out a little bit in places.  However…  Even though she had put on a few pounds, Heidi was still an exceptionally pretty woman, a few pounds hadn’t changed her appearance that much.  It was no wonder why her husband still found her so attractive.

        Wanting to tackle one topic at a time, Veronica asked more specific questions this time, “Has it been good?  Have you enjoyed it?”

        “Well, yeah?  Err…  I dunno.”  Heidi muttered second guessing herself before pausing to think.  As she did, her left hand crept to the waistband of her tight scrubs and adjusted the fabric.

        Veronica could see the waistband was digging into Heidi’s hips a little bit.

        After making herself more comfortable, Heidi explained, “My roommate in college used to say that sex was like pizza.  When it’s good, it’s really good and when it’s bad, it’s still pretty good.  So, yeah…  I suppose it’s been pretty good?”

        ‘Doesn’t really answer my questions…’ Veronica thought to herself before deciding to ask in a different way, “Keeping with the pizza metaphor…  On a scale from frozen pizza to top of the line Italian Restaurant pizza, how has the sex been with your husband?”

        Judging from Heidi’s suddenly fascinated expression, the blonde was taking this line of inquiry more seriously.

        Without hesitation, Heidi replied, “Definitely Papa Johns.”

        Raising her eyebrows with surprise, Veronica recalled the last time she’d had a pizza from that establishment.  It hadn’t been remarkable in the slightest.  In a tone that conveyed her disappointment, the therapist sighed, “Ohh.”

        “Don’t get me wrong,” Heidi quickly leaned forward in her seat and tried to clarify, “I’m a Papa John’s girl.  In my opinion, it’s way better than Pizza Hut or Dominos.  But as satisfying as Papa John’s can be when you’re hungry, it could always be better.  You get what I’m trying to say?”  

        Veronica just nodded silently, but Heidi wasn’t convinced her message had gotten across.

        Trying to make her therapist understand, Heidi continued, “Like, imagine my favorite pizza is a flatbread pizza.  Keith’s not a lean and mean flatbread pizza anymore.  He’s a… deep dish pizza.  And I don’t really care for all that extra bread and cheese if you know what I mean.  However… deep dish pizzas can still be good, and Keith’s a pretty damn good deep dish pizza, but I’d enjoy him more if he went back to being a flatbread pizza.  Make sense?”

        Once again, another silent nod was the therapist’s response.

        “Ugh!  I know I sound crazy…  Just think about how much better sex would be for me if Keith wasn’t the size of a sumo wrestler!”  Heidi vented impatiently dropping the whole pizza metaphor.

        “Your husband can’t be that large, you said he was what?  6’0?  280?”  Veronica doubted, trying to recall how her client had described him before.

        “I feel like he’s put on more weight over the winter…”  Heidi murmured seemingly a little put off that she’d been called out for exaggerating.  Keith wasn’t the size of a sumo wrestler, but his beer gut had done nothing but expand this holiday season.  That fact alone made her more determined than ever to eat herself up a few dress sizes.

        “Still Heidi.  I don’t know… maybe you should count your blessings?”  The softspoken therapist proposed.

        “I mean… I can’t remember the last time we had sex this much… I love it when he takes charge and initiates, but I can’t stop being reminded about how much he’s let himself go, he’s got such a garbage gut.  It’s not okay.”  Heidi quickly responded not really considering Veronica’s advice.

        “Then by all means, keep doing what you’re doing.”  The therapist replied unable to keep herself from shaking her head side to side as she did.

        “I would, but it’s not working.  That’s why I came in today.  I need help.  These last two weeks, after all that stuff I told you about on New Year’s, I stopped jogging, I’ve been overeating like it’s my job, but you wanna know how much I gained for my trouble?  Four measly pounds.”  Heidi blabbed very quickly.  Her hands seemed to subconsciously grab the extra padding she’s acquired on the sides of her hips.

        Pushing back a little, Veronica replied, “Four pounds in two weeks… is a lot.”  

        “No, it isn’t.  I’ve been trying to gain weight for almost two months now and I’ve only managed to put on 15 pounds!”  Heidi fired back defensively.  Her hands shifted from her hips to her thighs as she did, tensing up as she squeezed herself, perhaps as an outlet for her frustration.  Either way, Heidi’s subconscious self-touching alerted Veronica to how tight the blue scrubs clung to Heidi’s legs.

        “15 pounds… sounds like a lot of progress to me,” Veronica tactfully hummed, as she tried to assess exactly where Heidi’s extra pounds had settled.

        “Slow progress.  Ehh!  The wrong progress.  Look at me!”  Heidi grunted, losing patience, standing up and taking a slow spin for Veronica to see, “Do I look any fatter?”

        From head to toe, Heidi’s scrubs appeared a little tight across her chest, and more than a little snug around her rear.  Quite honestly, Heidi’s thighs, hips and butt appeared more prominent than the therapist remembered, but that was about it.  Heidi’s waist might have been a smidge softer, but it wasn’t noticeable.  Speaking truthfully, Veronica responded, “Honestly not really.”

        “I’ll tell you what got fatter, my tits and my ass, that’s it.  Turns out my genetics are awesome…  which isn’t awesome… because I’m trying to repulse my husband, not seduce him!”  Heidi squeaked, as she plopped her bigger booty back down on the couch and crossed her arms just under her bloated bust.

        The blonde’s face was turning red, while her irritation raged within her.

        “Breath for a second Heidi.”  Veronica reminded the young blonde, “Relax.”

        “I can’t.”  Heidi shook her head and began tapping her foot, “I’ve got too much energy right now, I’m eating a ton, I’m not jogging anymore, I can’t sit still.”

        Using her wisdom to her advantage, Veronica decided to try a different approach to calming Heidi.  Sounding caring and supportive, she explained, “You know fidgeting burns calories.”

        “Does it?  Sh*t…”  Heidi spat.  Slapping her hand upon her bouncing knee, Heidi contained her nervous energy for the moment and sat still.

        She did as the therapist suggested and took a deep breath.  Letting it out, Heidi felt the tension in her shoulders lessen and the waistband of her scrubs somewhat tighten.

        “I wish…”  Heidi sighed looking down upon herself, “I wish I had a belly, you know?  Like a big round **-belly.  Like, this big and this round.”  

        Veronica watches, as Heidi used her hands to demonstrate how large she wanted her imaginary belly to be.  By the therapist’s estimation, Heidi desired a gut the size of a bowling ball.

        Continuing with her thought process, Heidi added, “My friend Shauna always puts on weight over the holidays and this year at least twenty pounds went straight to her gut…”

        Heidi’s hand combed over her flat tummy as she continued, “I want a doughy mound of pudge just like that.  I want it to hang over my belt when I wear tight jeans…  I want it to ruin the waistline of all my dresses…  There is no way Keith could find that much belly fat sexy…”

        The blonde was practically pouting.

        “You want a muffin top?”  Veronica inquired a bit awestruck by Heidi’s shortsighted aspirations.

        “Yeah!”  Heidi cheered.  She’d been mentally searching for that exact term.

        “Hmm, I used to have one, when I was in college.”  Veronica smiled, recalling her wild college days.

        “How can I get one?”  Heidi sincerely questioned looking desperate for guidance.

        Veronica didn’t exactly know how to feel about sharing this kind of advice, but seeing the want and need in Heidi’s face, she offered up what knowledge she could, “Excess calories.  Whether from alcohol, sweetened beverages, or oversized portions of food… excess calories of any kind can increase your waistline and contribute to belly fat.  But those alcohol calories are the ones that did it for me.”

        “I’ve been consuming excess calories like it’s my job.  They are not going to my belly.  I’ll try downing a few more beers then I have been, but don’t you have any other suggestions?”  Heidi wondered, she almost sounded like she was whining.

        “Hmm,” Veronica pondered, searching her memories, “If I recall correctly, when I saw my doctor about my excess abdominal fat, she told me that it was probably linked to inadequate sleep.  When I was in school I probably got less than 5 hours of sleep a night.  So, that probably contributed to my belly fat accumulation.”

        “Interesting.”  Heidi smiled figuring it was worth giving a go, “I always hated night shifts because they ruin my sleep schedule, but now I’m thinking I just might go out of my way to add some more to my rotation.”

        Veronica was about to say something else, but Heidi glanced at the time and abruptly stood up.

        “Thanks Veronica.”  Heidi cut her therapist off before she could speak, “but I gotta run.  Going to pick up some dinner for my shift tonight.”

        “Oh yeah?  What kinda food are you thinking?”  Veronica wondered unable to resist glancing at Heidi’s trim waist and wondering what it would look like with a chunky muffin top.

        Smiling in a coy fashion, Heidi winked, “Papa Johns.”

        Both women couldn’t help, but giggle at that.

        “Enjoy.”  Veronica waved, as Heidi hurried out the door.

        Patting her flat tummy, Heidi promised, “Oh, I will.”

…

       Later that night, an hour into her shift, Heidi lay reclined on the breakroom couch trying to stave off a food coma by perusing the latest popular vines on her phone.  She’d overdone it with the pizza, but pizza hadn’t been the only thing she’d overindulged in.  When she was picking the pizza up from the store, the cashier had asked if she wanted any cookies or desserts to go with her order.  Remembering Summer’s rules, Heidi hadn’t refused.

        So, eight slices of pizza, one bottle of coke, and two large chocolate chip cookies now resided within the confines of her substantively bloated tummy.  Glancing down at the way her food baby gut pressed tightly against her scrubs, Heidi felt a duel mixture of pride in her gluttony and disgust.  She was beginning to feel like she was slowly mastering the art of overeating, but at the same time she could feel all the excess food starting to take a toll on her self-image.  Using her free hand to inspect the damage her dinner had done to her waistline; Heidi pinched an inch of flesh oozing outward just south of her belly button.

        “…Eww…”  Heidi self-consciously sighed, thinking to herself regretfully, ‘Soon this tummy’s gonna have to get a whole lot fatter…’

         With that thought, Heidi unconsciously rubbed her swollen gut again, and admitted to herself, “I’m gonna need some medium sized scrubs soon…”

        ‘Heck in a few weeks I might have to start upsizing my regular wardrobe too.’  Heidi realized.  Her larger breasts, hips, thighs and butt already made most of her clothes feel a little restricting.  If she kept packing on the pounds and added a legit potbelly to her frame, then she really would need to update her regular clothes.  Looking at the bright side, Heidi concluded, ‘But… shopping for new clothes will be fun… having a fit husband again will be fun…’

        Looking at the clock, Heidi groaned.  It was only 8PM.  She still had 10 hours left in her night shift.  However, since it was finally 8, that meant Gretchen’s shift was over.  She’d have the place to herself for the rest of the night.

        “I hope it’s not busy…”  Heidi worried looking at the board on the wall across from her.  No examinations had been requested yet, so there was a chance she could relax most of the night and get paid to essentially do nothing.

        As she did that, the door to the breakroom opened and in walked Gretchen, probably to grab her things and go home.  She had a coffee from the cafeteria in her hand, since Heidi was thinking of getting one, she asked, “How’s the Frappuccino?”

        “The Starbucks ones are better, but beggars can’t be choosers.”  Gretchen replied, grabbing her backpack and pausing in front of Heidi.

        ‘Those scrubs are looking awful tight.’ Gretchen couldn’t help, but judgmentally think, as she eyed the new way Heidi filled out her uniform.  Trying to hold her tongue, but unable to stop herself, Gretchen burst, “You look like you enjoyed the holidays.”

        “Sure did.”  Heidi replied rolling her eyes in annoyance.  Her brain boiled at her coworker’s petty comment, although a tiny part of her was pleased her weight gain was now noticeable enough to garner backhanded complements from Gretchen.  However, not one to passively accept disrespect, Heidi decided to rub her gain in Gretchen’s face.  Slapping her full tummy for the spectacle of watching it jiggle, Heidi added combatively, “thanks for noticing.”

        Misunderstanding Heidi’s enthusiasm, Gretchen tilted her head in confusion and wondered, “You preggers?”

        “Pttth!  No.”  Heidi practically laughed cradling her bloated tummy and adding, “This is all pizza.”

        Equally astounded and confused by Heidi’s display, Gretchen couldn’t resist taking the blonde’s bait, “Sooo, how much are you trying to lose?”

        “Huh?”  Heidi grunted trying to figure out exactly what Gretchen was insinuating.

        “For your new year’s resolution.  Duh.”  Gretchen elaborated, crossing her arms and looking put off by Heidi’s behavior.

        “Not. An. Ounce.” Heidi smiled devilishly, while she watched Gretchen’s jaw drop, “In fact, I’m not worrying about my weight at all this year.  That’s my resolution.  No crash diets.  No juice cleanses.  I’m just going to enjoy myself and accept the consequences.”

        “That’s a recipe for disaster.”  Gretchen blurted caught off guard by Heidi’s causal attitude around her noticeable increase in weight, “What if you outgrow your scrubs?”

        “Then I’ll buy larger scrubs.”  Heidi replied rolling her eyes yet again.

        Gretchen could see that the blonde had lost patience with her.  Feeling chided, the cross-fit junkie spoke with some disgust in her voice, “Eww, sounds like having that ring on your finger has finally gone to your head.”

        Picking up on the exasperation in Gretchen’s voice, Heidi recalled the fact that Gretchen was single and fired back assertively, “You sound jealous.”

        “Ugh, as if!”  Gretchen huffed raising her voice, while at the same time realizing that Heidi had yet again won their latest little tiff.  Feeling a little defeated, Gretchen hurried out of the breakroom, only uttering two words as she left, “Enjoy nightshift.”

…

        And enjoy nightshift Heidi did.  Only preforming two exams in the 12 hours she worked, most of Heidi’s time was spent on the couch in the breakroom occasionally munching on goodies from the nearest vending machine.

        After Heidi clocked out around 6AM, she stopped by Dunkin Donuts on her way home to pick up come coffee for Keith and a donut for herself.  Okay, two donuts, but who’s counting?  Her sweet tooth was beginning call the shots when it came to her purchasing decisions, and Heidi was a little troubled by that.  She’d already felt uncomfortably full after her shift, and those donuts had pushed her into stomachache territory.

        It was strange, the hungrier she was, the greater she felt her commitment was to packing on the pounds.  Yet, when she was at her apex of being full, she felt her commitment to her plan waning and her regret for ruining her body soaring.  Trying not to labor her tired mind with the dilemma, Heidi tried to ignore her doubts.

         Once she got home, Heidi was careful to be quiet when she entered the house.  Keith normally got up around 8AM and got to work by 9, so she didn’t want to rob him of his last hour of sleep, she knew he’d been working very hard recently.  He deserved his uninterrupted rest.

        Carrying his coffee carefully, Heidi decided to leave it in the kitchen for him.  She even planned to write him a little love note.  However, when she quietly entered the room her keen ears alerted her to someone rummaging through the fridge.

        The lights were off, but there was enough light entering the room for Heidi to recognize the culprit.  Blinking a few times, Heidi could clearly make out the outline of her overweight husband bent over in his robe, his head was obscured by the fridge door that he’d opened widely.  At first she thought he was trying to find something to eat, but after a moment of listening, she could clearly hear that he was already eating something.

        Tired and irritable from her shift and stomachache, Heidi flipped on the light switch and grunted loudly, “Seriously??  Eating from the fridge??”

         Startled, Keith bumped his head and sheepishly stood upright looking guilty as all hell, “Sorry babycakes, I didn’t hear you come in.”

        “I was being quite.  I didn’t want to wake you dear.”  Heidi replied sounding suddenly very sweet.

        That response put Keith on edge, when Heidi flipped between sweet and sour, it was a sure sign that she was mad at him.  Using his hand, he tried to wipe the chocolate icing off his lips.  The last thing he wanted was to give Heidi ammunition to make fun of him for his poor eating habits.  Admittedly, he knew eating cake for breakfast, straight out of the fridge, was wrong and he was embarrassed for that, but cooking something had seemed like too much work five minutes ago…

        Looking over her husband, Heidi was less than impressed.  In nothing but an untied robe, a pair of tight boxers and a white-undershirt, Keith really did resemble the Pillsbury dough boy.  The shirt didn’t even cover his belly button thanks to his grotesque gut.  The man looked very overweight to her eyes, but he also looked terribly embarrassed.  Remembering her promise not to give him grief about his weight, Heidi decided not to chastise her husband further, instead she tried her best to overlook his latest act of slobbish gluttony.

         “You’re up early.”  Heidi pointed out wanting an explanation.  Part of her hoped that Keith had risen earlier than normal to exercise, but she didn’t get her hopes up.

        “Scott wanted me at work early.”  Keith replied, relieved Heidi hadn’t snapped at him.

        Heidi wasn’t surprised, by her husband’s response.  Walking across the kitchen and into her man’s arms, she sighed, “He’s running you ragged with this new promotion, huh?”

         “I’m hanging in there.  It’s just work.”  Keith answered embracing his wife lovingly in his arms.

        After a moment of quiet between the two, Heidi broke away from him and offered him the coffee she’d been holding, “Here, I got this for you, sit down and drink it while I make you breakfast.  What do you want?”

        Smiling at his wife’s thoughtful gesture, he couldn’t help feeling her tenderness and sincerity was a turn on.  Feeling his excitement growing, Keith stumbled, “Ugh?  Cheesy Eggs?  And toast?”

        “Okay.”  Heidi hummed not sounding pleased with his request, “How about I make you an omelet with cheddar cheese, minced onions, chopped broccoli, and diced mushrooms?  Y’know make it a little bit healthy?”

        Keith knew better than to push back against his wife’s counteroffer.  Besides, though his wife wasn’t much of a cook, she could make a mean omelet, “*Sigh*  Thanks babycakes, you’re the best.”  

        Leaning in and giving Heidi another hug, Heidi felt something poking her tummy.  Pressing her hand against her husband’s boxers, and grinning, Heidi giggled, “Mhh, someone woke up horny.”

        “You make me horny.  I love seeing you in scrubs.”  Keith smiled, reaching his hand around his wife’s back and giving her butt a squeeze.

        “Hmm, I know.”  Heidi purred enjoying the way her man appreciated her body.

        Pushing his luck, Keith suggested, “After breakfast, would you wanna maybe…”

        Heidi knew immediately what Keith was asking for, and right away her brain reminded her of the sloppy way Keith had been snacking on something directly out of the fridge.  Unable to get the image of her overweight husband acting like such a fatty out of her head, Heidi cut him off, “Babe, I just got back from the hospital.  I need to shower.”

        “We could do it in the shower.”  Keith offered still hopeful.

        “I’m too tired.  I’ve been up for like… I dunno… 18 hours?”  Heidi replied looking for an excuse.  The sad truth was that her husband’s chunky body and gluttonous behavior just didn’t put her in the mood for sex all the time.

        “*Sigh* You need your sleep.  I understand.”  Keith nodded feeling a little bit disappointed.  Taking a sip of his coffee, he added, “How about when I get home?”

        “If you’re still in the mood, sure.”  Heidi replied feeling a little bit bad about rejecting Keith’s advances like that.

        “Wear some scrubs.  I’ll be in the mood.”  Keith shrugged, as he gave his wife’s booty a gentle spank and parted ways, “I’m going to get ready, I’ll be back down in ten minutes.”

        “Don’t dawdle.”  Heidi somewhat joked.  She didn’t want her husband hogging all the hot water, but mostly she didn’t want his breakfast getting cold.

        When Keith exited the room, Heidi got to work on his breakfast.  She took out the pans and started warming them, grabbed the veggies, chopped the veggies, grabbed the eggs, scrambled them, and got to cooking.  Her father had always been an excellent short order cook, and she’d learned how to make omelets from him.

        When the process was complete, Heidi was a little jealous of the breakfast her husband was about to enjoy.  She’d had two donuts, and compared to that, this was the five-star treatment.  Glancing at the clock, Heidi figured she had a few minutes before Keith got back downstairs.

        Feeling nosey, Heidi went to the fridge and opened it.  She wanted to see what Keith had been munching on before she’d caught him.  To her irritation, she discovered he’d been snacking on a half-eaten slice of chocolate cake.

        ‘I didn’t buy chocolate cake…  Where did this come from?’  Heidi thought, as she felt a subtle growl from her belly.

        It was as if her sweet tooth was communicating with her.  If she didn’t know better, she’d think her gut was whining the phrase, ‘Remove… temptation…’

        ‘That’s a great idea actually.’  Heidi reasoned.  Her stomach wasn’t feeling great, but what was one more treat going to do?  Besides, what better way to punish her husband than to eat his secret snack.

        Making one last glance toward the kitchen door and then the clock, Heidi decided to make short work of the devilish piece of cake that had tempted her husband into committing such slobbish behavior.

        A few minutes later, the cake disappeared inside Heidi’s gut, and Keith eagerly returned to the kitchen for breakfast.

        “I don’t think I thanked you for the coffee earlier.”  Keith apologized looking more awake all dressed up in his business suit.

        “It’s fine, you were still waking up.”  Heidi shrugged wondering if Keith would check the fridge and discover she’d indulged in a little passive aggressive snack.

        “Breakfast smells great.”  Keith smiled approaching Heidi and kissing her.

        “Mhh, come get it while it’s hot.”  Heidi urged, while she motioned for her husband to sit down.

        However, before he did that, Keith opened his arms wide, showing off the new tie that Heidi had gotten him for Christmas, “How do I look?”  

        “Handsome, as always.”  Heidi sighed, as her attention quickly shifted from Keith’s new tie to the way his belt tightly resided on its last notch.  Unable to contain her disappointment, Heidi grunted, “Did that belt shrink in the wash or something?  I remember it fitting better before the holidays.”

        “I don’t know, this one’s pretty old.  Probably going to have to get a new one.”  Keith blushed diverting eye contact and sitting down for breakfast.

        ‘Or you could eat less…’  Heidi thought to herself feeling her irritation soaring.  It was Keith’s style to downplay his weight gain like this.

        Buying a new belt wasn’t a solution to his growing gut problem, it was only enabling his problem to grow even more out of control!

        Experiencing an epiphany, Heidi realized that this was exactly why she needed to commit to her plan without any more hesitation or regrets.  Keith wasn’t going to snap out of his weight-related apathy on his own.  He NEEDED her help.  And the best way she could help him, was to teach him how bad it feels when a spouse throws all care out the window and grossly let’s themselves go.

        “Yeah, I guess.”  Heidi responded softly, as her mind swiftly thought of all the junk foods she was going to stuff herself with once she got her rest.

        “You okay?  You look out of it.”  Keith noticed, while he began enjoying his healthy omelet.

        “Just tired.”  Heidi lied, as she leaned in and sweetly whispered, “Good luck at work.  Love you.  *Mwah*”

        “Love you too.”  Keith echoed faintly detecting the smell of chocolate icing on his wife’s breath…

 

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Part 6

        Well before the morning sun lavished its light upon the bedroom’s thick curtains, husband and wife stirred in bed.  Dimly lit, Keith awoke to his wife’s hand sliding under the waistband of his boxers, tenderly playing with his morning glory.  Coming to, Keith returned his wife’s unexpected early morning affection and lovingly placed a series of kisses upon the side of her neck.  Her groggy moans of excitement urge him on.

        In a blur, things escalated.  Before he could register what was going on, Heidi was on top of him, riding him.  As she moved and grooved, his hands found a home, gripping her right above her hips.  Unable to bask in the pure joy of their sexual pleasure, Keith’s mind was powerless to ignore the fact that something felt different.

        To be sure, sex with his wife felt great, it always did, but something about Heidi felt… off.  His hands moved from her hips to her stomach, sending shivers up her spine.  Husband and wife moaned, as Heidi grew more forceful with her efforts.

        Meanwhile, a stray thought escaped from Keith’s head, ‘She feels softer than she used to be…’

        Moving his hands behind her, Keith squeezed her butt cheeks.  There was more real-estate to grab back there than there used to be.

        Letting out an excited gasp, Heidi fell on top of him and smother him in a sultry bath of tongue-filled kisses.

         Her full weight upon him, his brain couldn’t help noting that, ‘She’s heavier too…’

        There was no denying it, Heidi’s body was different than the one he’d held when they first started dating.  She’d gotten slightly heavier, squishier… Rounder.

        ‘Is it worth mentioning?’  He briefly wondered, ultimately too aroused to complain.  Besides, Keith understood even implying his wife had put on a few extra pounds was a death sentence.  At worst he would get tears, at best she’d just tear him a new one, but the last thing he wanted to do was spark off Heidi’s sharp tongue and stormy temper.

…

        Later that morning, after Keith had truly woken up and gone downstairs, Heidi lingered under the covers, reveling in what had been a passionate and spontaneous start to her Saturday.  She’d woken up horny courtesy of a pleasant dream.  In it, her hubby was sporting his irresistible pre-marriage physique, and, thanks to the dark atmosphere of their bedroom, she’d been able to keep that arousing image of her husband in her mind the whole time she was riding him.

        Sex was amazing when Keith was just as rearing to go as she was, yet recently it wasn’t often she matched his excitement.  He’d gotten to tubby for that.  However, not trying to dwell on the negatives, Heidi let the events of their morning romp replay in her mind.  The memory gave her aftershocks.

        It had been ages since the two of them had frolicked in bed like that so early in the morning.  It was a wonderful change of pace.  Usually, sex was reserved for the end of the day.  A consequence of their adult lives and his increasingly strict work schedule.

        ‘I miss college…’  Heidi mused internally, while she fondly remembered how often the two of them used to get intimate in the mornings before classes.

         Of course, that was back before Keith had let himself go and gotten fat.

        “Hmhm,” Heidi snickered to herself, as she grabbed her softened tummy and hummed, “I wonder if Keith’s noticing I’m catching up.”

        She’d felt him grab her tummy earlier when they’d been having sex.  Delighted by the thought, Heidi’s brain echoed, ‘I now have enough of a tummy to actually grab!’

        Progress.  That’s what her newfound protruding little roll of stomach pudgy felt like.  Good progress.  It had been a month since her last visit to Dr. Keller and in that time she’d heeded her advice and put on another 12 pounds.  Weighing in around 152lbs, Heid found it hard to believe her nearly 27-pound gain had gone unnoticed by her husband.  Yet, apart from that night on New Year’s, he hadn’t said anything.

         ‘Is he still liking it?’  Heidi wondered, slightly annoyed her husband was yet to be repulsed by her.

        Did he not detect a change in her weight, and width of her hips when she sat next to him on the couch?  Did he not notice the way her body depressed the mattress on her side of the bed a little deeper than she did before?  He’d touched her belly this morning, did he not realize it had grown pudgier?

        To have her expanding body continue to go unnoticed by her husband was one thing, but her family, her friends, her colleagues…  Nobody, besides Gretchen, seemed to confirm the fact that she’d beefed up so much.  It was driving her crazy.

        If she wasn’t crazy already.

       “Ugh…  What time is it?”  Heidi thought out loud.  Turning to the digital clock in the corner of the nightstand, Heidi could tell it was well past noon already.  She’d intended to sleep in for her nightshift at the hospital tonight, but enough was enough.  Her tummy was rumbling.  She wanted breakfast.

        Rolling out of bed, Heidi subconsciously picked out a wedgie her tight undies were giving her, grabbed a robe and trotted downstairs.  It was time for her morning shake.

        Since she’d decided that eating like a pig wasn’t enough to fatten herself up, Heid had added a morning weight gain shake to her daily routine.  The stuff was made for power lifter’s trying to bulk up, but Heidi wasn’t doing any power lifting.  The only thing she was lifting nowadays were glasses of wine and beer to her lips when she was out having fun with her husband.

       Holding her restless stomach with one hand, Heidi gave it a sporting slap and promptly headed downstairs.  On her way to the kitchen, she passed by the living room entrance and couldn’t help overhearing Keith playing Xbox Live with his college friends.  Once a month, they planned a day to play call of duty for a few hours, and today was that day.

        Peeking into the room, Heidi smiled.  Her husband looked so engrossed by the mayhem of trying to blow up his friends.  He looked like such a nerd with his headset on.  She loved seeing that much joy on his face.  It was a stark difference than how he looked when he was going to and from work.

        Gazing at the coffee table in front of her husband, Heidi spied an empty cereal bowl.  On instinct, Heidi entered the room to retrieve it.  Her footsteps on the hardwood floors were loud enough to cause Keith to turn his head, check her out from head to toe, and flirt, “Morning beautiful.”

         “Morning handsome.”  Heidi smiled, as she leaned over and shared a kiss with her husband.  She could hear voices chattering from Keith’s headset.

        Responding to his friend’s chatter, Keith barked into his microphone, “I wasn’t talking to you Doug!”

        Flicking his microphone on mute, Keith sighed, “The guys say hello.”

        “Let me say hello back.”  Heidi smirked getting a naughty idea, while she picked up her husband’s empty cereal bowl, and glanced at his location on the game map they were playing on.

        “Sure,”  Keith replied flicking his microphone off mute and holding it up to Heidi’s mouth.

        “Hi guys!”  Heidi cheerfully belted into the microphone, before quickly muttering, “He’s hiding by the T-Rex!”

        “Heidi!”  Keith practically laughed.  He should have known better than to trust her with the microphone.  Heidi could never resist ruffling his feathers.

        “Sorry!  Have fun!”  Heidi winked before offering, “You want anything else for breakfast?”

        Flicking his microphone back on mute, Keith replied, “More coco puffs?”

        ‘Coco puffs?  When did he get coco puffs??’  Heidi immediately thought to herself, suddenly noticing the way her husband’s stomach jutted outward from his frame and rested upon his lap as he sat on the couch like that.  Feeling some irritation growing within her, Heidi’s thoughts turned a little mean, ‘I’m married to such a man-baby…’

        “How about cheerios and I cut up a banana in there?”  Heidi countered her husband’s unhealthy request.

         “Sure.”  Keith sighed sounding disappointed Heidi was policing what he ate again.

        “What?”  Heidi chirped in reply sensing her husband’s displeasure.

         “It’s the weekend.”  Keith pouted gazing at his wife with pleading eyes.

        ‘He’s addicted to sugar…’  Heidi judgmentally concluded to herself, as she sighed and gave in to her husband’s plea, “Fine, coco puffs it is.”

        “Thanks babycakes.”  Keith smiled seeming in better spirits.  He felt like he rarely got is way with Heidi, so even a victory as small as this felt amazing.

        Seeing the jubilation on her husband’s face, Heidi couldn’t help, but fume internally, ‘It’s like he loves being a fatty…’

        “Mind if I have a bowl?”  Heidi inquired rebelliously.  Her free hand absentmindedly clutched her hungry stomach.

        Keith could see the way Heidi’s hand pressed into the newfound softness of her tummy, but being far from willing to mention it, he just turned his focus back to his game and replied, “Be my guest.”

        Smiling vindictively to herself, Heidi left the room and stormed into the kitchen.  She was quick to refill her husband’s bowl and return it to him.  Feeling vengefully hungry, Heidi decided that today she was due for a truly large breakfast.

        Grabbing the blender, Heidi poured her WG shake into it along with some milk and vanilla ice cream.  Then she looked to the fruit bowl she grabbed a banana which she threw on the table for later.  Next, she went to the fridge, grabbed some hot fudge and tossed it into the microwave to warm up.

        While her chocolate was heating, Heidi turned on the blender and watched as her fattening shake slowly reached the appropriate level of thickness.  Shutting off the blender, Heidi lifted it up and took a big sip to test it.  She felt the cold vanilla flavored mix enter her mouth.  It still tasted a bit bland, even with the ice cream, so she decided to add some peanut butter.

        Soon enough, Heidi mixed some of her hot fudge into the shake as well and got to work gulping the thing down.  Falling into a pleasurable rhythm, Heidi would take a big gulp of her weight gain shake, dunk her banana into the remaining melted chocolate fudge and then fill her mouth with it.  All in all, her meal tasted a bit like a banana split Sundae, the only thing missing was the whipped cream and a cherry on top.

        ‘Should have bought whipped cream and a cherry…’  Heidi lamented in hindsight, ‘oh well, coco puffs will do…’

        With her tummy now feeling swollen and full, Heidi heaved herself out of her kitchen chair and grabbed a large bowl.  Picking up the box of coco puffs, Heidi began filling the bowl, not stopping until every last little coco puff was emptied from the box.

        “Removing temptation.”  Heidi hummed to herself, as she drenched the cereal with plenty of milk.

        Grabbing a big spoon, Heidi took her revenge breakfast with her into the living room.  Lowered her ample booty upon the couch next to Keith, Heidi hoped to give him a front row seat to her newfound gluttony.  But as she began watching him play his games, he didn’t offer a single word of protest for the excessive amount of cereal she was eating.

        Spurred on by his silent indifference, Heidi spooned bite after bite into her eagerly awaiting mouth even as her stuffed gut began to protest.

        ‘So…  Full...’  Heidi realized about a third of the way into her massive bowl.  Slowing down, Heidi placed it onto the coffee table in front of them to let her stomach settle.  Letting out a deep breath.  Heidi clenched her midsection.  It was very bloated, tightly packed nearly to her max.  Losing her resolve, Heidi contemplated just dumping the sugary cereal down the kitchen drain until…

        “You going to finish that?”  Keith wondered opportunistically.

        Stunned, Heidi jealously felt like he was ogling the big cereal bowl the same way he used to ogle her in a bikini down by the beach.

        Forgetting her uncomfortable fullness, as her irritation took hold, Heidi picked up the bowl and huffed, “Yes I am.”

        More motivated than before, this time Heidi gulped down the rest of her cereal like a champ.  Her tummy felt like it was going to explode, but she’d done it.  Feeling both triumphant and disgusted with herself, Heidi rolled herself off of the couch, and eventually lugged her uselessly stuffed body back into bed to rest.

        Since it was Saturday, she’d have plenty of time before her yoga class to digest.  Glancing down at her protruding gut, Heidi felt a bit thankful for that.  In all honesty, she couldn’t imagine trying to stretch in her current bloated state.

 …

        Hours later, Heidi cautiously entered the yoga studio.  She was feeling a little low on energy.  Probably a result of the French fries she’d picked up and scarfed down from McDonalds on her way there.  She hadn’t planned on stopping for fast food.  In fact, she hadn’t even been all that hungry, but when she drove sometimes her mind went on autopilot and the urges of her growing gut took over.  Needless to say, she’d turned into the drive-through without even thinking about it.

        Clothed in a baggy sweater and carrying a sports bag with nicer clothes to change into after yoga, Heidi wandered into the women’s locker room and tossed her things in a vacant locker.  She contemplated leaving her baggy sweater on for this yoga session since all the salt and grease from those fast-food fries, and the lingering fullness from her breakfast, had her feeling permanently bloated, but she reminded herself that she wanted to show off her pudgier physique.  She wanted someone, anyone to recognize that her efforts to puff up were not in vain.

        Taking off her sweater, Heidi threw it in her locker and headed into the bathroom to wash her hands before class.  She lathered them with soap and doused them with some water, in doing so Heidi caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror.  Her sports bra looked as tight as it felt.

        “Gosh, if I keep this up, I’m gonna give Summer a run for her money…”  Heidi hummed to herself, as she tugged the bra upward a little higher to better cover her enhanced cleavage.

        She remembered how envious she’d been of Summer in high school when they’d each started to really mature as women.  The stunning red-head’s chest had always been far superior to her own, even before she’d gotten so overweight.  Thinking comically to herself, Heidi giggled, “Hmhm, who knew all I had to do was pack on a few pounds?”

        ‘Then again…’  Heidi thought, while she gazed a bit lower and eyed the way her soft tummy now pooched slightly over the waistband of her tight-fitting yoga pants, “Not sure bigger boobs are worth a bigger gut.”

         Placing both hands upon her outwardly pooching tummy, Heidi cradled her rounder stomach, tilted to her side and stuck it out as far as she could.  The difference was staggering, but Heidi wasn’t alarmed, she wanted her gain to be more noticeable.  Teasing herself in a lighthearted fashion, Heidi huffed in a deeper voice imitating her husband, “Jeez honey, you’re getting kinda fat don’t-ya-think?”

         “What?  It’s just a belly.”  Heidi playfully retorted in her usual innocent voice before turning more vindictive, “It’s still smaller than yours.”

        “Not for long if you keep eating like a pig.”  Heidi shot back to herself in her husband’s voice.

        Looking down upon her little gut, Heidi snapped out of her little daydream and smiled, “Hmm, not for long…”

        Making her way into the class just in time before things got underway, Heidi found a spot toward the back of the studio.  Once she’d set up her mat, Heidi assumed the child’s pose.  The easy stretch was by far one of Heidi’s favorites, it really made her hips feel good.  However, the pose also made Heidi acutely aware of the fact that her thighs, butt and hips had filled out, considering how tight the fabric of her yoga pants felt right now.

        Hearing the door of the classroom open, Heidi perked her head upward and observed a familiar face crash into the room.

        ‘Looks like Shauna’s back from her cruise!’  Heidi happily thought.  Yoga was way less boring when she had a friend in there with her.  Recently, Becca and Lina had abandoned yoga for rock climbing together.  Summer was practically allergic to any form of physical activity, and Shauna had been away for what felt like a month and a half!

        Waving at the instructor, Shauna tried to sneak past her, offering a quick, “Sorry I’m late.”

        “No worries.  It’s nice to see you Shauna.”  The 30-something yoga instructor smiled, as she suddenly noticed a big difference in her pupil’s physique.  Heidi noticed it too as she observed the interaction from the back of the room.

        Normally Shauna stood with good posture, but right now the ditzy brunette looked more hunched forward than usual.  Her shapely breasts looked smushed by her sports bra.  It was possible she’d put two on for more support.  

        Her yoga pants seemed pulled up to her belly button.  That’s when the observant instructor and Heidi both spotted the big difference with Shauna’s figure, her big round belly.  The long vacation had certainly had an adverse effect on her ditzy friend’s bloated waistline.

         Above Shauna’s tight waistband, her now cushy tummy appeared to jut outward.  Just south of Shauna’s waistband the real girth of Shauna’s belly was apparent.  The woman looked no less than 6 months pregnant, so the instructor spoke accordingly, “Congratulations by the way, when are you due?”

        “Umm…”  Shauna froze.  Her face blushed bright red.  Looking to the class that was now staring at her, Shauna panicked and answered meekly, “August.”

        A few awkward moments later, Shauna was slinking toward the back of the room embarrassed as heck and eager to join Heidi the second she spotted her.  Setting up her mat beside her friend, Shauna plopped down on her plumper looking butt beside Heidi and offered a weak, “Hey…”

        “Woah, didn’t know you were preggers.”  Heidi teased, as she reached over and gently slid her hand across Shauna’s newfound belly.  It was huge!  Way larger than her own soft gut!  Heidi couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.  She’d stuffed her gut to max capacity earlier and even at her tummy’s apex size, it still wasn’t as large as Shauna’s.

        “I’m not.”  Shauna pouted, while she threw Heidi’s prying hand off of her doughy midsection.

        “Oh…  Then why’d you say so?”  Heidi wondered feeling a little embarrassed for just feeling up her friend like that.

        “Better for people to think I’m pregnant than fat.”  Shauna rationalized, as the instructor in the front of the room officially got the class started.
        
        Not wanting to be disrespectful to their instructor, Heidi held her tongue, although she had a million questions for the substantially heavier looking Shauna.  The model looked thicker all over, especially her breasts and butt, but the real big change was her gut.  Shauna looked like she was trying to smuggle a watermelon under her tightly fitting yoga clothes.

        Keeping her thoughts to herself, the class started out with a couple of easy poses, downward dog, cobra, etcetera.  However, these ‘easy’ poses didn’t sound that easy for Shauna, who started breathing a bit heavier no less than five minutes into the class.

        Tilting her head to sneak a peek at her friend, Heidi saw that Shauna had fallen to her knees.  Out of concern as much as intrigue, Heidi whispered, “You okay?”

        “Yeahhh…  I’m struggling…”  Shauna quietly muttered trying to compose herself.  Wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead and clutching her meaty midsection, Shauna pouted, “Geez…  I’ve really let myself go…”

        ‘You sure have…’  Heidi agreed internally.  Shauna didn’t look like much of a model at the moment.  However, rather than tease her friend, Heidi tried to encourage her, “Don’t worry about it, just focus on the stretching.”

        Nodding, Shauna resumed the pose and kept up with Heidi and the rest of the class for a few more minutes.

        It was a bit later on when Shauna seemed to slow down again and pause for a break.  She assumed the child’s pose for a few minutes, as the rest of the class engaged in some more active planks and poses.  Heidi noticed Shauna attempt to rejoin the rest of the class when the activities shifted toward simpler stuff again.

        As the class all bent over and touched their toes, Heidi saw that Shauna’s hands only reached her shins.  Wanting to call her friend out for slacking off, Heidi questioned quietly, “Are you stretching as far as you can?”

        “Yessss…”  Shauna hissed clearly not enjoying the attention Heidi was giving her during this latest moment of struggle.

        “Can’t you touch your toes?”  Heidi innocently wondered, as she observed the way Shauna’s big doughy belly seemed to prevent her from bending over further.

        “As you may or may not have noticed, I’ve put on a couple pounds.” Shauna quietly scolded Heidi, while she really tried to touch her toes.  Her chubbier body made it difficult.  Venting, Shauna cursed, “Bending over’s not so easy with this… object… in the way now… Ouuuuughhhh!”

        Unable to resist making a teasing comment, Heidi joked, “Hmhm, you know this is yoga class, right?  Not the biggest loser.”

        Staring daggers at her slimmer friend, Shauna seemed unable to channel her annoyance into words.  She merely frowned and puffed out her upper lip like a petulant child.  Turning her head away, Shauna focused on finishing out the rest of the class with a good effort rather than bicker.

        By the end of class Shauna had settled down.  She was too tired to be irritated, besides, she knew Heidi was her friend and she’d just been making a joke.  However, it was difficult to not feel sensitive about her inflated weight.  For the model, each excess pound she sported on her body was an unwelcome reminder of all the effort she’d have to put in to reclaim her formerly flawless figure.  Shauna loved modeling, and the perks of being one, but at best, she tolerated the amount her part-time profession forced her to lock herself away in the gym.

        Sometimes she truly wished she’d have chosen a different career.

        Sitting exhausted on a bench in the locker room, Shauna’s thoughts shifted toward Heidi as her blonde friend approached her.

        “Aren’t you going to shower?”  Shauna wondered, while wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead.

        “Phhhth! Like a beginner’s yoga class would make me sweat.”  Heidi pridefully chuckled before recalling how much Shauna had struggled.  Trying to be sensitive to her friend, Heidi cleared her throat and added a sincere, “Oh umm..  Sorry.”

        “Nope it’s okay, I’m out of shape.”  Shauna lamented, while her one hand subconsciously massaged her hefty lower roll of stomach pudge.  Her fingers wiggled their way into the crease her doughy midsection formed around her waistband.

        “Round is a shape.”  Heidi joked with a swift and curious poke to Shauna’s chunky center.  Heidi enviously wished her own gut was that big.  Then Keith wouldn’t passively sit by and let her stuff her face with coco puffs.

        “Quit it.  I know I look hideous.  I don’t need to be reminded.”  Shauna pouted realizing with embarrassment that a lot of excess sweat had collected between the crease her waistband formed against her outwardly protruding stomach fat.

        “Shauna, I’m just teasing,” Heidi sighed, “You look amazing.  A few pounds don’t change that.”

        “It’s more than a few pounds.”  Shauna embarrassingly admitted unable to maintain eye contact, “I weighed myself this morning.  I’m 185lbs.  Sooo Yeahhh…  Pretty much a fatty now.”

        Checking behind her to make sure that the two of them were out of earshot of anyone else, Heidi whispered, “I’ve gotta admit, I’m a little jealous.”

        “Eww, why?”  Shauna grunted in disgust.  Her flawless face looked more utterly confused than usual.

        “I’ve been trying to fatten up.  Remember?”  Heidi quietly burst a little annoyed by her ditzy friend’s poor memory.

       “Ohhhhhh, yeah!  You promised you’d get fat so I wouldn’t be the only fatty in the group.”  Shauna incorrectly remembered.  Checking her friend out from top to bottom, it finally dawned on Shauna that Heidi had gotten bigger since she’d last seen her, but not that much bigger.  Wondering why that was, Shauna inquired, “What gives?”

        “First of all, I’m fattening up to teach my husband a lesson.  Second of all, are you kidding me???  I’ve been trying to get fatter!  Can’t you tell?  Doesn’t it look like I’ve gained a few pounds?”  Heidi desperately questioned, while unintentionally moving closer to Shauna with each word.

        Scooting over to the side so Heidi would have space to sit on the bench with her, Shauna hummed, “Yeah now that you mention it, I thought something seemed different about you.  How much have you put on?”

        “About 30 pounds.”  Heidi proudly explained, as she abruptly plopped her thick booty down next to Shauna on the bench with enough force to make the wood squeak.

        Her eyes widening with surprise, Shauna glanced at Heidi’s tummy and then her own.  Even tough Heidi’s little pooch of fat was more evident when she sat down, it was practically nothing compared to the girthy gut jutting outward from her own frame.  Raising a skeptical eyebrow, Shauna found it slightly amusing that Heidi actually envied her own misfortune.  It was too strange for her to completely wrap her hungry head around.  Deciding to play with Heidi’s odd obsession a little bit, Shauna played dumb to see how Heidi would respond, “You’re joshing.  Where are you hiding all that weight?”

        Shauna could see the irritation bubbling behind Heidi’s crazy eyes.  In a huff, Heidi rose to her feet and burst, “I’m not joshing, just look at me!”

        With that, Heidi slowly twirled her body around so Shauna could get a full view of the damage she’d done to her figure.

        Enjoying getting a little payback for Heidi’s teasing earlier, Shauna kept up her act, “If you’ve gained 30 pounds, how can you still have a flat tummy then???”

        “My belly is not flat!  See!?”  Heidi growled pushing her stomach out as far as she could and right into Shauna’s sweaty face.

        “Eww!”  Shauna flinched before pushing Heidi’s pudgy tummy out of her face.  Her friend was seriously nuts about this.  Continuing to downplay Heidi’s girth for her own entertainment, Shauna proclaimed, “That’s not a belly, that’s just a little pooch.”

        “It’s a belly!  A big fat one!”  Heidi snapped back growing tired of her friend’s perpetual ditzy nature, before adding, “You should see the size of it when I eat a big meal!”

        “I haven’t eaten since breakfast and look at mine.”  Shauna argued, as she rose to her feet, looked down upon her shorter friend, and then pulled down the tight waistband of her yoga pants enough to let the plumpness of her own belly jut outward free of its confinement.

        Looking upon what she assumed was full extent of her friend’s girthy gut, brimming with jealousy, Heidi marveled, “Wow.  I stand corrected.”

        Nonchalantly boasting at her odd friend’s expense, Shauna sighed, “Ugghhh, it’s so annoying to have to suck it in all the time.”

        “You’re sucking in?”  Heidi questioned in envious disbelief.

        “Yeahhh.”  Shauna smirked loving the fact that she was driving Heidi so crazy with jealousy right now.  Yet something about flaunting her embarrassing weight gain in public like this still caused Shauna’s cheeks to blush a bright red color.

        “Well?  Let it out.  Let me see.”  Heidi urged impatiently.  She wanted to see the next girthy goal she had to shoot for.

        “Fine…”  Shauna relented doing as Heidi requested and relaxing her weakened abdominal muscles.  Slowly, but surely her fat belly jutted out further and further still.  Shauna watched, with amazement, how Heidi’s eyes were glued to her fleshy midsection.  Deciding to toy with her friend aa little more, Shauna taunted, “Now I really look pregnant, don’t I?”  

        “No, not at all.  Just fat.”  Heidi gawked almost at a loss for words.  Shauna’s belly was glorious.  With a belly like that, her husband would have to be blind not to notice it.  Unable to contain herself, Heidi cupped Shauna’s mushy love handles with both hands and pouted, “I wish my belly looked like yours.”

        Blushing even brighter than before, Shauna’s ability to process what was happening broke down.  Her brain was still caught on the fact Heidi had just said she looked fat.  Her body felt the way Heidi was touching her sides with confusion.  Any touch to her shameful gut was unwelcome, but Heidi’s almost perverse admiration seemed sincere.  Sincere enough for Shauna not to immediately throw her hands off of her.  Instead of freaking out, Shauna matched Heidi’s friendly tone, “Hmhm, how about this?  I’ll trade my tummy blubber for some of your booty cheek meat!”

        Shauna punctuated her little joke with a playful reach-around slap to Heidi’s bubble butt.

        Smiling, Heidi snapped back to reality and let go of the belly she’d just been inadvertently worshiping, “I wish, haha.”  

        The awkward interaction seemingly over, Shauna actually felt a little better about her newfound doughy body.

        Letting her gut do the talking, Heidi broke the brief silence between the two with an offer, “Hey, wanna grab dinner?  I’m famished.”

        “Yeah, as long as it’s healthy.”  Shauna nodded seemingly amused by her freakishly food obsessed friend.

 

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Part 7

        ‘I should have said something.  I should have…’ Heidi fumed internally, while driving alone to the country club after a not-so-lovely lunch with Keith’s parents, ‘I should have just said something…’

        A month after her amusing yoga session with Shauna, spring was in the air, trees were turning green again, and Heidi found herself profoundly irritated by the actions of her mother-in-law.  Debra, or Debby as she preferred to be called, was generally a sweet woman with whom Heidi got along with, but when Debby had a glass of wine in her system it was always a different story.

        Adjusting her formfitting tennis outfit to prevent it from constricting her breasts, Heidi kept one hand on the wheel as she turned her car into the country club.  In doing so, Heidi tried to shake off her irritated feelings and focus on the challenge ahead of her.

        She was eager to continue the spring tradition of competitive weekly tennis matches with her friends, but she was feeling a little apprehensive.  Toward the end of their last tennis season, she’d established herself the best player in their group, but now she wasn’t quite sure of her place in the pecking order.  At nearly 165lbs Heidi had added nearly 40lbs to her frame since Thanksgiving and she found the extra weight becoming quite noticeable.  Even now, her seatbelt dug into the softness of her rounded waist, a reminder of her near constant overindulgence recently.  Heidi wondered how much of a hinderance the added pounds would be for her on the tennis court.

        Pulling into a parking spot and exiting her vehicle, Heidi leaned back and stretched her spine for a moment.  The action caused her bloated belly to poke out.  In response, Heidi tried to maneuver the fabric of her mid-rise tennis skirt up enough to re-cover the soft expanse of her plushy lower belly.  Her outwardly protruding gut now sported a constant, yet subtle, chunky look when she wasn’t shamelessly stuffing it and stretching it with her routine overeating antics.  However, at the moment it still looked and felt slightly bloated from all the pasta she’d consumed for lunch.

        ‘Maybe making a pig of myself in front of the in-laws was a bad idea…’  Heidi self-consciously thought to herself, as she continued to ponder how successful she’d be today having to lug her doughy little potbelly around the tennis court.

         Catching a glimpse of her reflection in the window of her car, Heidi observed her belly from the side and frowned, “It almost sticks out as much as my butt…  Eww…  This skirt makes me look like a circus tent.”

        Gazing slightly upward upon her figure, Heidi’s thoughts continued to escape unfiltered through her mouth, “Gonna have to retire this whole outfit soon.  No amount of cleavage can compensate for a midriff this tubby…”

        With a sullen slap to her growing gut, Heidi got her mind back on the prize, ‘I’ve got an hourglass figure with a curvy midriff, so what?  I’m trying to fatten up.  I wanna pile on the pounds.  Besides, Shauna is still sporting a lot of extra weight on her figure, she won’t be a problem.  Neither will Summer.’

        As of two weeks ago, Becca reached out to everyone revealing she was pregnant with her second child, and she wouldn’t be showing up to play tennis this season.  So, Summer was filling in for her on short notice.  The fat, red-headed, former prom queen hadn’t played tennis since making the varsity tennis team senior year of high school.

        ‘The only problem for me today is going to be Lina.’  Heidi concluded, while subconsciously sucking in her gut a little bit.  Shaking off her doubts, Heidi grabbed her things and headed into the country club.

        A few minutes later, Heidi arrived at the tennis courts to find Lina and Summer already waiting.  Summer was the first to notice her, but it was Lina who broke the silence.

        “Heidi!  Oh-my-gosh!  Look at you!!  You’re bursting outta that skirt!”  Lina exclaimed quickly trotting toward her.

        Blushing, Heidi didn’t know whether to take that as a complement or a dig.  Sure, she’d been trying to fatten up, but why did Lina sound so happy about it?  Unable to make up her mind, Heidi settled on a reluctant, “Haha, yeahhh, thanks…”

        “Mission accomplished, huh Heidi?”  Summer smiled, as she followed slowly in Lina’s wake.

        “Mission not accomplished.”  Heidi frowned dropping her sports bag and placing both hands upon her more pronounced hips, “I got fat, but my husband hasn’t even seemed to care.”

        “I bet that’s cause you carry the weight so well, you only look a little pudgy in places.”  Summer reminded her uppity friend, with a hearty grab to her own fat apron of a belly, “Imagine what he would say if you were my size.”

        “Hmhm, I bet Keith would be none too pleased…”  Heidi mused imagining how big she’d be at 230lbs.  Keith couldn’t like her body at that size…  A smile escaped from her lips at the thought, before the rational side of her brain intervened, “Hopefully it doesn’t come to that.”

        “Hopefully not.”  Lina giggled, as she wiggled in between her hefty friends and pinched an inch of Heidi’s flab.  The sensation caused a bit of joy to escape from her face.  There was no way her former rival on the tennis court would be able to keep pace with her now.

        “Heidi, you’re not suggesting that you’re gonna keep putting on weight are you?”  Summer questioned a little astonished by how serious Heidi sounded.

        “I am.”  Heidi huffed shoving Lina’s prying hands off of her bulging midsection.

        “Don’t you think you’ve gained enough?”  Summer worried a little concerned.

        “I’ll know I’ve gained enough once Keith gets back in shape.”  Heidi concluded stubbornly.

        “If you say so.”  Lina hummed sounding a little worried as well, “Just don’t overdo it.  Would hate for you to turn into a pushover on the tennis court, if you haven’t already.”

        “I’ll have you know that despite my appearance, I’m still quite fit.”  Heidi proudly argued crossing her arms just under her bustier breasts.  Attending yoga class three times a week was certainly still a source of confidence for her.

        “I guess we’ll see about that.”  Lina grinned competitively before checking her watch and wondering, “Where’s Shauna?”

        “Late as usual.”  Heidi figured with a shrug.

        “How about we start with some singles matches?  I’m dying for some action.”  Lina hummed impatiently.  The energetic trophy wife was never able to sit still.

        “Yeah, I guess we have to play for teams anyway.”  Heidi agreed, while resting her hands on her softer hips.

        Turning to Summer, Lina explained, “Since there are four of us, we’ll all play each other one-on-one.  So, three games each.  The person with the best record afterward gets paired with the person with the worst record.  The other two will form the other doubles team.  Last year, I finished first and Shauna finished last, so were teammates, Heidi finished second and Becca finished third, so they were teammates.”

        “Makes sense.”  Summer nodded keeping up, although she found it a little difficult not to keep her eyes on how much Heidi’s formerly slender body had blossomed.  

        “Wanna play me first Heidi?”  Lina eagerly questioned wanting nothing more than the chance to trounce her former conqueror in a tennis contest now that she’d let herself go.

        Backing down from her friend’s challenge, Heidi hummed, “I gotta stretch and warm up a little first.”

        “I’m ready.”  Summer volunteered much to Lina’s dismay.

        “Fine, let’s get this going.”  Lina sighed.  She didn’t think the overweight redhead posed much of a challenge.  However, besides that, Lina never really liked Summer very much.  She’d come to embrace Heidi’s high school friend Becca as a close friend because of their mutual love for climbing.  But with Summer there was no connection, or common ground, the two of them were in different places in life and their bodies reflected that.  Lina possessed a fit body reminiscent of the one Heidi had once sported, because she lived an active lifestyle.  Overweight and overly plump, Summer looked every inch like the catering company manager, mother of two that she was.

        ‘This will be a quick game.’  Lina concluded, as she prepared herself for the first serve.

        Watching from the sidelines and stretching, Heidi was interested in seeing how the game went.  Summer was never a pushover when it came to tennis in high school, but high school had been nearly a decade ago for each of them.  Looking at the competitors, Summer had to weigh close to double whatever Lina weighed.  Heidi was curious to see just how far her friend’s talents had fallen, but was hopeful Summer still had enough talent to tire out Lina a little bit.  However, shortly after the game started, Heidi was distracted by footsteps approaching from behind her.

        “Hi Heidi!”  Shauna muttered sounding like she was chewing something.

        “Hi Shauna!”   Heidi replied turning around and observing her friend approaching with a sports bag slung over her shoulder, a plastic salad container in one hand and a plastic fork in the other.

        In the month since their yoga class reunion, Shauna had trimmed down a little bit thanks to her strict diet, yoga sessions and spin classes with Lina.  All in all, Shauna might have lost 10 or 15 pounds, but she still hadn’t gotten rid of her ** potbelly, although now its size was only slightly larger than Heidi’s own pudgy tummy.  Gazing again at Shauna’s salad, Heidi was a little surprised by what she saw.

        “Really?  A chicken salad?”  Heidi questioned a bit noisily.

        “What I’m trying to be healthy?”  Shauna wined, as she managed to wiggle her sports bag off her shoulder and join Heidi in watching the game between Summer and Lina.

        “I thought you were trying to be a vegetarian?”  Heidi pried curious as to why Shauna had chosen to eat meat.

        “I am.” Shauna hummed opening her salad container and taking a bite of her chicken salad.

        “Then why’d you get chicken in your salad?!”  Heidi huffed a little exacerbated wondering why Shauna didn’t see the issue.

        “Chicken’s a bird, not an animal.”  Shauna concluded not seeming alarmed by her lunch choice.

        “Oh my god…”  Heidi muttered quietly, while she realized the ditzy model wasn’t kidding.

        “What?”  Shauna hummed, as she innocently chewed on more lettuce.

        Changing the subject to avoid a brain aneurism, Heidi decided to pay Shauna a complement, “I love your outfit.”

        Gazing down upon her tight leggings and undersized tank top, Shauna shrugged, “Glad you think so, the leggings are not very comfortable.  Black is supposed to be slimming, but my legs look like two stuffed sausages in this.  Ugh!”

        “You’re being too hard on yourself.  You look great.”  Heidi countered sincerely.

        “Thanks,”  Shauna smiled before eyeing up her friend, poking her belly, and teasing, “You’re looking plump today.  Nice roll you got there fatty.”

        “Hmhm, thanks.  That’s the goal.”  Heidi smiled knowing full well that Shauna was being supportive and complementary with her teasing.

        “I brought you something.”  Shauna revealed, as she bent over and reached into her sports bag.

       Heidi’s mouth started watering the second her eyes caught a glimpse of the snickers bar Shauna now held.  After gulping down some excess saliva, Heidi replied sounding pleased, “You’re a bad influence.  When I get fat, I’m blaming you.  Haha!”

        “Sorry not sorry.”  Shauna shrugged handing Heidi the candy bar and watching her greedily unwrap it.  Observing Heidi take her first bite, Shauna earnestly added, “I wanna see what you look like really fat.”

        “Ha, same.  It constantly amazes me how I’m not morbidly obese yet with the amount of food I’ve been eating.”  Heidi snickered between bites of her chocolate bar, not really paying attention to the sincerity in Shauna’s last statement.

        “We all have that one skinny friend that eats more than an elephant.  You’re that skinny friend.” Shauna concluded taking another bite of her salad.

        “Formerly skinny friend, all the crud I’m eating is starting to catch up with me!”  Heidi emphasized with a quick squeeze to her newfound belly fat and a big bite of her chocolate bar.

        “Hmhm, sure is.”  Shauna grinned looking like her mind was somewhere else.

        “So, how’s work been?”  Heidi asked snapping Shauna out of it.

        “My agent actually got me a gig last Friday for the first time in forever, but…”  Shauna paused blushing slightly.

        “What?”  Heidi wondered taking another bite of her candy bar.

        “The shoot was… well…  pregnancy modeling.”  Shauna revealed looking dreadfully embarrassed.

        “But you’re not pregnant.”  Heidi pointed out, while chewing.  The savory taste of chocolate in her mouth felt almost as good as the dose of sugar suddenly hitting her bloodstream.

        “Yeah, but I look pregnant.”  Shauna countered before adding, “but I guess not pregnant enough, because they made me chug like a gallon of water before the photoshoot.  Talk about uncomfortable.”

        ‘I bet,’ Heidi thought to herself trying not to snicker at her friend’s misfortune.

        “Why not try plus size modeling?”  Heidi proposed trying to stay composed.
        
        “It would never work out.  I don’t put on weight evenly, like you do.”  Shauna pointed out with a quick slap to Heidi’s booty.  She was excited to notice that Heidi’s once rock-solid butt actually jiggled quite a little bit now.

        “Mhh, you sound jealous?”  Heidi smiled enjoying the feeling of Shauna’s envy.

        “A little bit.”  Shauna admitted before changing the subject, “How was that brunch today?”

        “It was lunch, not brunch, but let me preface this by saying that...  I am a very petty person sometimes.  Petty, petty, petty.  If somebody winds me up, I'll wind them up.  Unless…  Unless it’s my mother-in-law.”  Heidi dramatically began, as Shauna seemed surprised by Heidi’s enthusiastic response, “My relationship with my mother-in-law has always been fine, she's a little bit hard to deal with sometimes, but we tolerate each other, and she's accepted that I'm not going anywhere, y’know?”

        “Jeff’s mom is the same way.  Totally understand.  So, what’d she say?”  Shauna wondered curious as to what could have gotten Heidi so riled up.

        “She commented on my weight.”  Heidi suddenly scowled gripping her now empty candy wrapper in her hand.

        Shauna could almost feel the irritation radiating off of Heidi’s facial expression.  Treading carefully, Shauna responded, “That’s normal I think.  Jeff’s mother literally took food off my plate at Christmas and told me I needed to watch what I ate more often.”

        “She did??  What did you do?”  Heidi inquired looking furious for her friend.

        “Well…  I was ** so I’m not exactly sure what I said…”  Shauna shrugged trying to act nonchalant, but Heidi could tell the ditz was hiding something.

        “You’re lying.  Tell me.”  Heidi demanded sternly, while her hands subconsciously found a home resting on her bloated gut as it digested her latest snack.

        “I told her that she was right.”  Shauna explained, as a devious smile escaped from her face, “anddd that I was still full from all the sausage her son gave me in the backseat of his car before we arrived for dinner.”

        “Oh my god, you’re not serious.”  Heidi nearly laughed, “If that’s true, you’re my hero.”

        “That b*tch will think twice about calling me a fatty now haha.”  Shauna laughed vindictively, while Heidi came to the conclusion that the story Shauna had just shared must have been the truth.

        “You’re so brave.”  Heidi muttered, while simultaneously thinking, ‘or so stupid.’

        “WHO’S NEXT!”  Lina roared breaking Heidi’s train of thought.

        A defeated and exhausted looking Summer lumbered over to the nearby bench, while Shauna and Heidi looked on.  Judging from how quickly the game had ended, Heidi figured that Lina must have won the first two sets without much trouble.

        Kicking herself for not paying more attention to the game, Heidi wanted another chance to analyze Lina’s strategy and technique, so she turned to Shauna, clutched her stomach fat more firmly and muttered, “That candy bar isn’t sitting well with me.  You wanna play next?”

        “Sure.”  Shauna huffed eyeing the way Heidi’s hands smooshed her belly, before putting down her salad, grabbing her racket and hurrying onto the court opposite to Lina.

        Wandering over to the bench where Summer was rehydrating with some Gatorade, Heidi sat beside her longtime friend and decided to pay her an unwarranted complement to cheer her up, “You looked good out there.  Have you lost weight?”

        “Thanks.”  Summer smiled, while she took a moment to wipe the sweat out of her face before adding proudly, “I’ve lost 5 pounds so far this month.”

        “Oh?  That’s something.  New diet?”  Heidi asked sounding surprised, while observing Summer’s fat body for a moment.  The former redheaded bombshell’s large bust looked just as large as ever, same with her wide childbearing hips and dump truck of an ass, even the big spare tire around her midsection appeared just as bulbous as usual.  If she’d lost 5 pounds, it wasn’t noticeable.

        “Kinda,”  Summer hummed, hesitating for a moment before muttering, “you’re never going to believe it.  I started following Sophie on social media annddd her content has been super helpful.”

        “Oh my god, really?  You traitor.”  Heidi huffed looking unimpressed.

        “What?  She’s really motivating.”  Summer argued firmly.  In high school Heidi’s sister Sophie had always been extremely friendly toward her.  She was like the little sister Summer never had.

        “Last I checked Sophie hasn’t lost any weight on her diet and it’s been months.  You’re taking advice from someone who weighs over 400 pounds.  Think about that, that’s almost a quarter ton of lard on her body.”  Heidi explained with a strange tone in her voice.  Summer couldn’t tell if Heidi was disappointed in her sister, or something else.

        “She’s been struggling, but she’s really relatable, and at the very least the content she posts is entertaining.  Her Instagram is getting really popular.”  Summer countered, as her eyes drifted to the way Heidi’s gut formed a little roll of chub when she sat down as she was.

        “Well, I’m glad her system is working for you.  I really am.”  Heidi sighed trying to sound sincere.

        “Thanks.”  Summer nodded unable to stop herself from asking, “You okay?”

        “No.  Something my mother-in-law said to me today is bothering me.”  Heidi groaned reliving the embarrassing experience in her head yet again.

        “What’d she say?”  Summer wondered, “I thought she was past the ‘nobody is good enough for my boy’ phase.”

        “I dunno.  I’m pretty sure she’s still convinced Keith ‘settled’ for me.”  Heidi growled with annoyance in her voice.

        “Stop it, that’s not true.”  Summer denied Heidi’s hasty conclusion.

        “Maybe, maybe not.  You can let me know what you think.  So, when we all sat down to eat lunch today, I noticed she gave me less food than everyone else.  I didn’t say anything.   I thought it was an honest mistake…”  Heidi vented, “Turns out it wasn’t.  When I got up for seconds, she followed me into the kitchen.  The second we were alone, she says, ‘My, you finished your plate rather quickly.’ And I’m like, ‘well my plate wasn’t very full.  Mind if I have some more?’ and she’s like, ‘Of course you can, but should you?’”

        “Oh boy, really?”  Summer bit her lip, while she observed the irritated and vindictive emotions on Heidi’s face.

        “Really!  I’m like ‘huh?’ and she’s like, ‘I’m just looking out for you,’ and I’m like ‘excuse me?’ and she’s like, ‘well, it looks like you’ve been getting a little too comfortable in the marriage recently.’ So I’m like, ‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ and she’s like, ‘you’re not pregnant right?’ and I’m like, ‘no’ and she’s like, ‘Well you look like you could be.’”  Heidi finished with a snappy tone in her voice clearly imitating her mother-in-law Debby.

        “Noooooo she didn’t!”  Summer gasped feeling for her friend, “What’d you say?”

        “Nothing.  I wanted to call her out, but…  I don’t know.  I couldn’t do it.  I just grabbed my food and hurried back to Keith.”  Heidi revealed sounding like her pride was wounded.

       “What did Keith say?”  Summer wondered.

        “I didn’t tell him.  I don’t think I’m going to tell him.  He wouldn’t understand.”  Heidi rationalized, “Do you think I should have said something?”

        “No, I think you did the right thing.  Besides, I know you don’t like her criticism, but you have packed on more than a few pounds since you last saw her.”  Summer pointed out with a poke to Heidi’s plush gut before continuing, “Then next time thank her for her concern and ask her not to comment on your weight anymore.”

        “Yeah…  that’s a good idea.”  Heidi blushed feeling a bit embarrassed for herself.  She’d never once considered that Debby’s criticism was somewhat warranted.  Heck, if she was in Debby’s shoes she might have said the same thing…

        Pondering over Summer’s suggestion a bit more, Heidi didn’t notice the match between Lina and Shauna had abruptly ended until she heard a loud:

         “WHO’S NEXT????”

        ‘That means Lina won…’  Heidi realized understanding that it was now her turn to face the Korean-American tennis demon.  Gulping down her nerves and embarrassment.  Heidi rose to the challenge and approached the tennis court opposite to Lina.

        Summer muttered a hopeful, “Good luck.”

        Shauna murmured the same thing as two passed one another.

        Not wanting to drag things out, Heidi cleared her mind and the contest soon got underway.

        Serving first, Heidi felt out of touch with her center of balance, her strike lacked its usual snap.  Worse still, as they began their first rally, Heidi’s footwork felt rusty.  Lina was as sharp and quick as ever, but Heidi felt slow and clumsy with her returns.  It was like her brain knew exactly what to do and how to return every shot, but her body couldn’t execute.  

        Despite her newfound shortcomings, Heidi managed to hold her own for the first few minutes of play.  Both women possessed similar tennis experience and skillsets, yet it was now Lina who held all the physical advantages.  Her body was conditioned from weekly indoor climbing trips, spin classes with Shauna, and a myriad of other active hobbies.  Heidi’s body and pudgy physique were the result of yoga classes three times a week and a near endless flow of excess calories.  While Heidi held her own for a little bit, fatigue began to take a toll on the blonde’s already reduced tennis ability.

        Unlike Shauna, Lina was actually good at placing the ball where she wanted it on the court, and it seemed to Heidi that Lina was purposefully hitting her returns to the far sides of the court, forcing Heidi to run extra far for every return.  Normally a little extra running wasn’t a bother for Heidi, but the more Heidi ran in her current overweight condition the harder she found it was for her legs to carry her heavier body around the court.

        Losing her breath, Heidi’s determination began to wavier.  She wanted to win.  She didn’t want to roll over and give the game to Lina.  But…  Her lungs were burning.  Her legs felt like pudding.  Even her forearms were getting fatigued from gripping her tennis racket.  With each return, each serve, each step she took to fight off Lina’s onslaught, Heidi’s fatigue grew.  

        Feeling slower and more sluggish than ever, Heidi began missing balls her brain was telling her were well within her reach.  The score was becoming  completely one-sided.  It now wasn’t a question of if Lina would score on her, but when she would score.  Growing desperate, Heidi applied more power to her returns, grunting louder with each strike, took heavier breaths of air.  Yet, her increase struggles proved useless.

        The game ended once Heidi realized she was simply too fatigued to even attempt to go for a ball Lina served.  Plopping down upon her cushy butt, Heidi then laid down on the court to catch her breath.  Lina looked on at Heidi’s display with satisfaction.  Eyeing the way her former rival’s gut inflated and deflated with each labored breath like a beachball.

        Time seemed to stop for Heidi as she lay defeated.  This lose didn’t feel like any other time Lina had gotten the better of her in tennis.  Obviously she felt terrible because her lungs were on fire and her body was fried, but there was also a pain in her head, and it wasn’t physical.

        In Heidi’s rational mind there was no shame in losing a friendly game of tennis.  Yet, as she lay exhausted, Heidi realized it was the manner of her loss that was bothering her.  It was undeniable that she was irritated by her poor performance, but deep down, Heidi didn’t feel like Lina had played better than her.  She didn’t feel like she’d lost to Lina.  No, the thing that had defeated her was her body’s excess reserves of fat.  Hence the shame.  Lugging around her big cushy butt, jiggling gut and bountiful breasts had slowed her down, thrown off her balance, and robbed her of her stamina.  If she’d simply been in her usual fit condition, Lina wouldn’t have dominated her like that.

        Her ego was a little bruised, Heidi couldn’t deny that.  Part of her wanted to get off the court and go get something to eat…

        ‘But I’m not even hungry…’  Heidi pondered wondering why her first comforting though was of food.

        “Good game.”  Lina grinned offering Heidi a hand to help her up and breaking Heidi’s train of thought.

        Accepting her rivals’ hand, Heidi was thankful Lina was gracious in victory and didn’t rub in just how badly she’d beaten her.  Heidi wasn’t satisfied with the resistance she’d put forth on the court.  Trying to think of something other than food to make herself feel better, Heidi decided to take out her frustration against her less skilled friends Shauna and Summer.

        After taking a brief water break to stretch and recuperate, Heidi and Summer partook in a tennis match of their own.  Unlike Lina, Summer wasn’t an intimidating opponent.  Though Heidi was still tired, it was obvious that Summer was more fatigued than she was.  Thus, the pace of their game got off to a much slower start.

        Heidi quickly learned it didn’t take a lot of effort to score against Summer since the hefty red-head struggled to get herself into the right position for her returns.  Keeping the pace of the game nice and slow, Heidi actually felt like her body was growing more energized as the game progressed.  Or perhaps the fact that she was winning was the factor lifting her spirits.  Either way, the game was one-sided even if Summer did show some signs of life here and there.

        After winning two sets in a row, their contest ended, and Heidi felt like celebrating.  Her mood had almost completely turned around.  After another water break, the girls took a few minutes to sit on the bench together and chat about nonsense until Lina grew impatient and basically pushed Heidi and Shauna onto the court.

        Though both of them were roughly similar in terms of weight, Shauna had been working out furiously the past month and Heidi had not, so the ditzy brunette had the slight edge in terms of conditioning, however, Heidi still held the edge in skill.  As such, their match was a close one, the closest of any match so far.  Heidi won the first set, and Shauna clutched out the second.  In the end, it was conditioning that won the day, as Shauna simply out preformed Heidi down the final stretch of their third set to win the game.

        Too exhausted to be embarrassed or ashamed anymore, Heidi retreated to the bench with Lina as Summer took to the court to take her place playing against Shauna.  Guzzling down some water and even pouring some upon her head to cool down, Heidi didn’t really have any interest in focusing on how Summer preformed against Shauna.  Instead, she turned to Lina and started trading gossip.

        Lina informed her that her husband Scott had injured his leg the previous weekend and wanted her help convincing him to go to the doctors to have it checked out.  After lamenting how stubborn men, like her husband, could be about their health, Heidi opened up and asked Lina about her take on how she should have responded to her mother-in-law’s comments earlier that day.  In retrospect, Lina’s extreme response should have been predictable:

        “Make her aware that if she jabs at you, you'll eviscerate her and leave her entrails on the floor for everybody to see.  She'll stop or you'll gut her until she does.  Assholes deserve what they dish out in spades.  Now if she cries foul you have the moral high ground of saying, ‘you started this.’” Lina’s roared totally confident of her method.

        “I’ll take that under consideration.”  Heidi hummed finding Lina’s advice laughable.

        It wasn’t long after that, when Shauna and Summer’s game came to an end with Shauna claiming victory.  Thus, teams were solidified for the season.  Lina and Summer would be a team since Lina won every game and Summer lost every game.  Which left Shauna and Heidi as the other doubles team, since their records of 2-1 and 1-2 ranked them as second best and third best respectively.

        “This was fun.”  Lina grinned pleased by her performance, as the four ladies began to leave the country club, “You coming to the barbeque Summer?  It’s tradition partner.”

        “I don’t think so.  I’m trying to avoid gatherings with unhealthy food.”  Summer explained with a pat to her big belly.

        “I’m trying to avoid gatherings without unhealthy food.”  Heidi comically countered Summer with a louder slap to her own smaller belly.  Her excess girth may have thwarted her on the tennis courts, but she knew it would be her key to victory in snapping her husband out of his weight-related apathy.  As disappointing as losing to Lina and Shauna had been, Heidi was able to rationalize that these were ‘acceptable loses’ in the context of her larger plan to reclaim her husband’s fitness.

        “Well, there will be plenty to eat but we should hurry up before Keith eats it all.”  Lina teased Heidi much to the blonde’s irritation.

        “He better not be making a pig of himself.  That’s my job.”  Heidi swore with a sour tone in her voice.

        “Hmhm, knowing our husband’s they’re probably just drinking beer and droning on about sports.”  Shauna chuckled picturing Heidi making a pig of herself again.

…

        Jeff sighed finding it more difficult to get this off his chest than he first envisioned, “So, Shauna’s been trying to exercise a lot recently, you know yoga, platies, spin classes, the gym…  Well, my issue is that she always wears really revealing stuff to exercise, like just a sports bra and workout pants.  You know I like it when she reveals some cleavage, and I think it’s cute when she shows her entire midriff.  But I have seen men eyeing her when she’s out in public like that.  And...  I don’t know man.  I don’t know how to feel sometimes.”

        Keith and Scott looked at Shauna’s husband in silence for a moment before Scott took the initiative and said something in response, “I know what you mean, Lina wears the same stuff at the gym.  Sports bra, shorts, but why should you feel the need to say something about it?  Guys would ogle our wives regardless of what they wore.  Lina, Shauna, Heidi, they are all very hot and beautiful women.  I take it as a positive.  Or think of it this way, just be glad your wife has a nice enough body that men like looking at it.  Be glad she takes enough pride in her appearance and health to go the gym and keep herself fit.”

        ‘Typical.’  Keith thought of his boss’s response.  Offering up his own opinion to Jeff, Keith explained, “If you ask me, you definitely need to say something about it if it bothers you, but first I think about what your issue really is.  I mean, is it jealousy?  Are you afraid that if other guys check her out that she might like that attention?  Or are you afraid that she is looking for that attention with the intent to cheat or something?”

        “No, no, no.”  Jeff shook his head, before wondering, “If some huge, jacked guys are checking out my girl and I start feeling weird.  Does that make me insecure or jealous?”

        “Yes.”  Scott interjected, “but that’s not necessarily a bad thing.  If you got something you are insecure about, you got something you can work on.  You gotta be confident in your physical self, maybe start hitting the gym.”

        “Wait Scott, this is about him and Shauna, not him and other guys.”  Keith countered, “It sounds like trust issues to me.  Make some more deposits and build up that trust bank with Shauna.  As long as it’s just men staring, ask Shauna if it bothers her.  If it does, ask if there is any way you can help.  If not, well that’s up to her.  She’s your wife, you gotta respect her choices even if they make you feel weird sometimes.  Kiss her and tell her to have a good workout.”

        “You sound like my ex-wife Keith, but you may be on to something,”  Scott agreed turning his head toward Jeff, “Y’know what Shauna wears to the gym is what most women wear.  99% of them are not in the gym hunting for a man.  They’re just working out.”

        “Fair points.”  Jeff nodded wanting some time alone to mull it over, “I’m gonna grab another beer.  Want any?”

        “Sure.”  Keith and Scott both replied simultaneously.

        With that, Jeff left the outdoor table by the pool, and left Keith and Scott alone.  Finishing off his beer, Keith was quick to notice Scott’s eyes lingering his way.

        “What?”  Keith asked.

        “I’ve seen how you deal with suitors.  You believe all that mumbo jumbo you’re pushing on Jeff?”  Scott wondered, as he elevated his leg onto the chair next to him with some discomfort.

        “Yeah.  Of course.”  Keith nodded.  He never would have dreamed of being this honest with Scott a few months ago, but now the two of them had grown pretty close with all the work they’d been doing together recently.

        “I will never understand your generation.”  Scott sighed, as he ran his hand through his grey hair.

        “I’m sure Lina could help you with that.”  Keith smiled.

        “Ha!  Considering she’d apart of your generation, I suppose so.”  Scott replied suddenly looking a bit detected, “If I could ever get her to sit still.”

        “Huh?”  Keith questioned sensing Scott’s trouble.

        “Nothing, forget you heard anything.”  Scott flinched grabbing his leg, “Ehh...”

        “You okay?”  Keith wondered with concern.

        “It’s my d*mn leg.  Fell off my bike last week, bruised it pretty bad.”  Scott explained grimacing.

        “I can see that.  Looks painful.”  Keith figured.

        “Price of marrying a millennial.”  Scott sighed.

        “Worth it?”  Keith decided to ask.

        “Worth every penny.  Long as I can provide her the life she wants, I’m happy.”  Scott rationalized.

        Just then a noise from the back door of the house got their attention.  It was a ways off from the pool area they were at, Scott’s property was rather extensive, but they could clearly see Lina, Summer, Shauna, and Heidi talking to Jeff by the cooler.

        “That Summer’s a big girl ain’t she?”  Scott observed, while the women remained out of earshot.  Keith nodded in response, and Scott continued, “I can’t imagine how her husband feels.”

        “I don’t think he’s complaining.”  Keith recalled, as he eyed just how large Summer looked compared to Heidi, and then how large Heidi looked compared to Lina.  It wasn’t long ago that Lina and Heidi had practically been twins in terms of their figures.  He wondered if Heidi realized how pudgy she’d gotten recently.

        “Ohh, a chubby chaser, huh?”  Scott chuckled breaking Keith’s concentration.

        “I guess.”  Keith shrugged.

        Taking a second to study Heidi, Scott loosened his tongue yet again, “Y’know, I don’t mean any disrespect by this, but Heidi’s looking… fuller now.  Don’t ya think?”

        Turning his head and looking at his boss skeptically, Keith replied, “She’s put on a few pounds this year, why do you ask?”

        “Doesn’t it bother ya?”  Scott wondered sounding more curious than judgmental.

        “No.”  Keith replied dutifully without really engaging with what Scott was asking, “No not at all.  I love Heidi.  A few extra pounds don’t matter.”

        “Y’er married son.  A few extra pounds now mean more than a few extra pounds later.”  Scott assured him.

        “Your point?”  Keith impatiently responded noticing that Heidi and Lina had begun walking toward them.  It wouldn’t be long before they were in earshot.

        “When I got first got married to my ex-wife, she was a little bit on the chubby side, had a little muffin top.  My mother, god rest her soul, gave me a piece of advice.  She said to me: when couples move in together their daily habits start to merge and they end up resembling each other physically.  You look and you’ll see that if one person is athletic their partner probably is too.  If one is super lean then their partner probably is too.  If one is a muscle-bound gym rat, the other probably is too.  And if one is overweight the other person probably is too.  And if they aren’t, give them time.  One person in the relationship will shift the other way, the only question is which way will the shift occur.  So, beware and make sure the shift occurred in your favor.”  Scott explained, “In my case, my ex-wife lost the weight, and we were married happily for decades.  In your case…  well, you’re the alpha Keith.  She’ll pick up your bad habits if you’re not careful.”

        Keith caught on to what Scott was not-so-subtly implying.  The reason Heidi had grown a little pudgy recently was because he was a fatass who needed to take better care of himself.  Countering, Keith replied, “I’m her husband, my job is to support her, not to try and change her.  Her weight is her problem, not mine.  I’ll love her no matter what.  Haven’t you ever heard love is blind?”

        “If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?”  Scott fired back with some snark sounding proud of his witty comeback.

        “Huh?”  Keith muttered trying to process the meaning of what Scott just said.

        “You a chubby chaser Keith?”  Scott cut to the chase.

        “No.”  Keith quickly replied.

        “Didn’t think so.”  Scott smiled before continuing, “You want your wife looking like Summer or Lina?”

        “Lina.”  Keith replied without thinking about it, but the second he said the name, he did think about it.  He knew Heidi, probably better than anyone.  He knew the lifestyle she enjoyed, the friends she kept, the clothes she liked.  Thinking about it more, he couldn’t imagine Heidi being happy with herself if she ever got as fat as Summer.  For that reason, before Scott could continue, Keith reiterated more firmly in response, “Definitely Lina.”

        “Then take my advice and lead her by example before it’s too late.”  Scott whispered to Keith since the women had finally arrived near the table.

        Unable to respond without the ladies hearing, Keith waved to Heidi, and she waved back.

        “How was tennis?”  Keith asked, as he observed how sweaty Heidi looked.

        “Fun.”  Heidi hummed, as she approached Keith, sat upon his lap in her damp tennis outfit, and wrapped her arms around his neck so she could plant a loving kiss upon his cheek.

         Keith enjoyed Heidi’s affection, but he couldn’t deny his acute awareness of how heavy his wife felt as she sat upon him.  She really had put on a lot of weight this year.  Scott was right about one thing, he couldn’t ignore it any longer.

        As Keith pondered how to tactfully broach the subject of Heidi’s weight, Lina approached Scott with a question of her own, “How’s your leg feeling?”

        “Fine, but be a darling and fetch me some more ice for it?”  Scott begged.

        “Sure thing sugar daddy.”  Lina winked, as she bent over and gave her man a kiss like Heidi had done with Keith, before jogging off in the direction of the house.

        “What’s wrong with your leg?”  Heidi asked the real estate tycoon, as she remained comfortable in her husband’s embrace.

        “Oh, just keeping up with Lina, I’m afraid to admit, I’m not as young as I once was.”  Scott shrugged.

        Seemingly unimpressed with this response, Heidi got off of Keith and asked again, “Come on, what’s wrong with your leg?”

        “I dunno pulled muscle I guess.  Just overexerted myself last Saturday.  You wouldn’t understand, when you get older you just gotta deal with random aches and pains.”  Scott rationalized his pain.

        “Pulled muscles usually go away, or at least start to go away after a couple days.  This happened last Saturday?”  Heidi wanted to clarify.  Her tone suddenly turned from curious to professional.

        “Correct.”  Scott nodded.

        “Can I see it?”  Heidi asked, as she approached Scott, got on her knees, and started undoing his ace bandage.  The action gave Keith a full view of his wife’s ample backside.

        ‘That’s a lot more junk in the trunk than I remember…’  Keith thought to himself growing more concerned about how to address Heidi’s recent weight gain without offending her.

        “Sure.  Just be careful.”  Scott cautiously replied seeing that Heidi intended to look at his leg regardless of what he said.

        Finishing removing the bandage, Heidi questioned, “Is it sore?  Has it been swollen like this since Saturday?”

        “Yeah.  I suppose.”  Scott replied looking to Keith for support but noticing that his employee’s eyes were on his wife’s backside.

        Talking to herself, Heidi murmured, “I mean discoloration itself may not be an indication… But coupled with pain and swelling…  hmm…”

        “What are ya saying?”  Scott wanted to know turning his attention to the pudgy blonde on her knees in front of him.

        “Your injury definitely warrants a doctor's visit.  ASAP.”  Heidi concluded simply.

        “Heidi, I’m throwing a little barbeque right now, I’m telling you I am fine.  This is nothing.”  Scott tried to downplay Heidi’s opinion.

        “Any swelling that last this long is either a sign of a blood clot or another major medical condition.”  Heidi countered standing up and looking down upon the elderly man, “I’m a medical professional and I’m telling you that you should go to the doctor right away.”

        “You’re serious?”  Scott sighed sounding disappointed.

        “You should listen to her.”  Keith added, managing to pull his eyes of his pudgier looking wife to support her, “Heidi knows her stuff.”

        “Alright, alright…  I’ll go.”  Scott muttered sounding defeated.

        “I’ll get Lina,”  Heidi offered before turning to her husband, “Keith, help Scott to his car.  Don’t let him walk on that leg.”

        And with that Heidi jogged off in the direction of the house, leaving Keith watching the way her cushy behind jiggled with every step.

…

        Later that night, Heidi and Keith arrived home much later than they’d expected.  As it turned out, Scott had developed a blood clot, and needed to stay longer for treatment.  Not wanting to leave Lina alone in the hospital, the couple had kept her company the whole time she was there.

        Tired, hungry and horny.  Heidi and Keith ordered some pizza and took a shower together.  After their shower, they watched some TV downstairs, while they waited for their pizza to arrive.  Once it arrived, Heidi and Keith made short work of it, each devouring four slices, before returning their focus to their show while they digested.  Half an hour later, Heidi wanted to instigate sex during a commercial, so after getting off the couch to grab some water, she returned and planted her booty upon her husband’s lap blocking his view of the TV to signal her intentions.

        However, rather than respond by caressing her body with his hands, feeling the full weight of his wife on his lap, Keith uttered, “Oof.”

        “Oof?”  Heidi echoed raising an eyebrow and turning around to straddle her husband with both of her thick thighs.  Both of their bellies became firmly pressed against one another as she did this.  Although, of course, the size and girth of her husband’s tummy far exceeded her own.

        “What?  You’re getting heavy.”  Keith muttered passively.  His conversation with Scott from earlier remained on the forefront of his mind.

        “Ughhh!”  Heidi coughed taken aback by her husband’s blunt and hypocritical accusation.  Keith had to weigh practically 300lbs!  Yet he had the nerve to call her ‘heavy’.  Heidi was about to snap at her husband before a strange excitement kicked in.  She realized this was the moment she’d been waiting for.  Grinning pleased that her husband was finally taking appropriate notice of her gains, Heidi burst, “Mind your manners!  That’s a rude thing to say to a woman, don’t ya think?”

        “Sorry.”  Keith muttered shying away from the original intent of his statement.  The last thing he wanted to do was upset his wife.

        Seeing Keith’s embarrassment, Heidi bit her lip.  She’d responded too forcefully.  Not wanting to force Keith off the topic of her weight, she softened her approach, “But you’re right, I guess I am getting heavy.”

         Averting eye contact, as Heidi pressed her softer hips into his own upon his lap, Keith slowly expressed uneasily, “So, are you gonna… I dunno…”

        “Diet?”  Heidi hummed wondering if that was what her husband was suggesting.

        “Err, yeah.”  Keith replied looking uncomfortable.  Heidi was rubbing against him in a good place, but the subject matter of their conversation was far from their usual foreplay.

        “Nope.”  Heidi proudly squeaked deviously wiggling her hips even more.

        “Huh?”  Keith questioned unsure if his ears were working properly.

        “You heard me.”  Heidi grunted, with another hip thrust every time she ended a sentence, “I’m gonna keep getting heavier.  Soon I’m gonna be big and fat.  No more fit wife for you.”

        Experiencing some serious cognitive dissonance, time seemed to halt for a moment.  Keith was aware that his wife’s physical prodding’s were turning him on.  He was getting hard, but what she was saying was certainly turning him off.  Her words, ‘No more fit wife’ triggered a memory…  One which Keith had forgotten until now.  Suddenly Heidi’s recent weight gain made sense…  Blurting in disbelief, Keith grunted, “This is about thanksgiving isn’t it?”

        “Bingo.”  Heidi smiled, as she placed her husband’s hands on her love handles.

        “Heidi, are you serious?”  Keith growled, looking at his crazy wife incredulously and holding onto her soft love handles firmly.  He knew what this was all about now.  Heidi wanted him to lose weight, and she was ruining her own body to blackmail him!

        Leaning into her husband and positioning her mouth near his left ear, Heidi softly taunted, “I’m letting myself go.  Just like I said I would, and you know what?  I’m loving it.”

        Hearing that, there were a million things Keith wanted to say.  What she was doing wasn’t right.  It wasn’t mature.  It wasn’t something a wife should do, but…  it was her choice.  A stupid choice, but her choice none-the-less.  He knew he’d never win this argument with Heidi.  He loved Heidi more than anything, but she was too stubborn for her own good.  The only way she’d ever see the error of her ways, was if she came to that discovery of her own accord.  So, rather than fall into Heidi’s trap to manipulate him.  Keith decided to fight fire with fire, and call her bluff, “You know what?  Good for you.”

        “Excuse me?”  Heidi recoiled not expecting her husband to respond so… calmly.

        “I’m not going to pester you about your weight like you always used to pester me.  If you wanna fatten up, that’s great.  More of you to love.”  Keith shrugged, looking his wife right in the eye so she’d understand his conviction, “Get as fat as you want.  It won’t bother me.”

        Heidi was at a loss for words.

        Her plan, her grand plan, so close to success, had just utterly backfired.  She’d given Keith the opportunity to atone for letting himself go, and yet he’d just tossed that opportunity right in the trash.  Part of her wanted to cry, another part of her wanted to fight.  Another part of her just wanted to get even.

        ‘Does he think I’m bluffing?’  Heidi wondered to herself, as the self-righteous fire burning within her grew hotter than it had ever burned before, ‘I’m not bluffing!  He’ll come to his senses when I’m fatter than Summer!’

        “We’ll see about that.”  Heidi vowed stubbornly, as she pressed her gut against her husband and huffed, “If this extra weight I’ve gained doesn’t bother you, then prove it to me in the bedroom.”

        Not backing down for once in his marriage, Keith’s reply was automatic, “Gladly.”

 

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Part 8

        Exiting her car with high spirits, Heidi pulled out her phone to briefly browse her Facebook feed while walking toward the entrance of her mother’s bakery.  It was normal for the popular socialite to frequent social media, but today was a little different.  Today, April 15th, was her birthday, her 28th to be exact, and the birthday wishes had been rolling in steady all day.  They’d been quite the welcome distraction during her relatively slow day at work.  The beautiful blonde with the burgeoning beer belly simply couldn’t seem to resist that extra little helping of dopamine her brain got every time she received a new notification from her friends.

        As she browsed her many birthday wishes Heidi smiled at the diverse selection of people who took time out of their busy day to wish her well.  Her tennis crew had all chimed in, so had some high school friends, college friends, family, work friends, even some mutual friends of Keith had posted on her wall.  It was nice to be well liked, but such notoriety was a double-edged sword, at least in Heidi’s mind.

        Her large number of Facebook friends likely stalking her profile today probably had little to no idea that the perfect little angel in all her pictures had put on nearly 60 pounds of fat since she’d posted her last full-body picture around Christmas.  Aside from her tennis crew, her work colleagues, and of course Keith, it was very likely that most people weren’t privy to her considerable accumulation of girth over these last few months.  It had been a long time since Heidi had really seen most of the friends wishing her happy birthday today, she wondered what they might think of her if they learned the truth of what had become of her once flawless figure.  

        Just as that embarrassing thought crossed Heidi’s mind, her eyes scanned a post from her former college roommate, a cheery redhead named Abby:

        *Congrats on being a year older and still maintaining such a low level of maturity, you are truly an inspiration!  JUST KIDDING, you know I love to live vicariously through you, where have you been?  Your profile is such a ghost town lately, aren’t you doing anything fun?*

        Unconsciously scrunching her lips, Heidi felt a flutter of butterflies in the pit of her pudgy stomach, while she pondered her response.  In truth, she’d been having plenty of fun since the Christmas holidays, the problem was she’d gotten rather overweight rather quickly, probably too quickly for it to be deemed socially acceptable by her various friends and acquaintances.  Of course, while the fear of discovery prevented Heidi from documenting her experiences as she usually did, the righteous fury at her own husband’s lack of fitness proved powerful enough for her to maintain her rather excessive high calorie blackmail diet.

        ‘No fit husband, no fit wife.’

        It was practically Heidi’s new inner mantra.  Heidi embraced her conviction for ruining her figure with an unrivaled stubborn enthusiasm.  Although the consequences of her newfound gluttony, mainly her rapidly expanding figure, were far more difficult for Heidi to embrace outside of saving face in front of her husband.  It was embarrassing to have the people she regularly interacted with on a weekly basis comment on her softening figure, Heidi legitimately dreaded the thought of the world knowing she’d officially let herself go.

        In her mind, when she thought of herself, her identity, she wasn’t chubby, she wasn’t overweight, she was as perfect as she’d always been.  She was exactly as perfect as her current Facebook profile portrayed her as.  The plump version of herself she’d recently grown into was temporary, a means to a very important end.  Once Keith returned to his former glory, she’d follow suit.  Until that time though, Heidi was at a loss for how to navigate her online life.

        Did she confess to her friend, the true reason for her social media absence these last few months?  Or did she continue her picture posting embargo and pretend everything was perfect until she returned to being perfect?  There were pros and cons.  Heidi dreaded social judgment concerning her fattened up frame, she didn’t want her friends to think of her differently now that she’d grown decidedly larger.  However, the flip side of that coin was that revealing her fattened figure to the world could put more pressure on Keith, after all, plenty of his friends probably thought higher of him because he’d been able to land such a hot wife.  What would they think of him if his hot wife wasn’t quite so hot anymore?

        As tempting an idea it was to tarnish her ‘hot wife’ status to light a fire under her husband’s ass, Heidi decided for now to save her ego, Heidi replied to her friend with a little lie about her brief absence from social media:

        *Thanks Abby!  Been too busy having fun to document everything!  You know how it is, when’s the last time you posted anything?  I wanna see that baby bump you’re growing!  You’re five months along right?*

        Feeling confident her reply deflected suspicion away from her recent lack of activity, Heidi was about to scroll to another message, when she noticed an ellipsis.  Abby was writing a reply.  Stopping for a moment on the sidewalk, Heidi watched the three little dots blink in anticipation.  A moment later, Abby’s response appeared:

        *Sorry I haven’t been documenting the bump, kinda been feeling self-conscious lately.  Pregnancy’s making me get sooo freaking fat…  Recently I’ve been so depressed I’ve just been hiding my head in whatever food I can find!!!  God damn hormones making me want ALL THE CARBS!*

        Sensing her friend’s insecurity, Heidi immediately responded:

        *You’re growing a little human inside you Abby!  You gotta flaunt that baby weight like every pound is a badge of honor!*

        Abby’s response was equally fast:

        *Not going to feel very proud when we’re standing on a beach in June taking pictures and I look like a whale compared to you.*

        “She’s gonna be in for a big surprise…”  Heidi muttered to herself, dreading the thought of likely outweighing her pregnant friend during their planned beach week vacation at the end of June.  At the rate she was packing on the pounds, in two months she’d be nearly 200lbs of blubber.  It was going to be seriously hard to explain away a gain of roughly 80 pounds since their vacation last year.  Maybe ripping the bandage off about her gain was the right idea after all, if people saw her fat on Facebook, they’d likely stop wigging out every time she ran into someone she hadn’t seen in a while in-person.

        Taking some time to properly type out and proofread her response, Heidi decided to take her first step upon the path of publicly disclosing her gain to the world:

        *I’ve put on a lot of weight recently, if anyone is going to look like a whale on that beach, it’s gonna be me.  I don’t even have a good excuse, I’m not even preggers, just been getting too comfy in the marriage, trust me, you’ve got nothing to be self-conscious about.*

        Abby’s reply was instant:

        *You put on weight?  You???*

        Heidi’s reply was equally snappy:

        *lol yeah I’m a real fatty now.*

        Abby’s response came after a few moments:

        *I don’t believe you.*

        “I wouldn’t believe me either…”  Heidi sighed to herself, not wanting to indulge this Facebook conversation any longer.  She had a birthday cake to pick up after all, and dinner reservations to prepare for tonight!

        Putting away her phone as she finally reached the door to her mother’s bakery, Heidi caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection of the glass before she reached to open it.

        ‘Eww…’  Heidi internally pouted to herself, as she swayed her booty to the side, aware that her scrubs appeared to be holding on for dear life.  Taking in a big breath, Heidi eyed the way her belly inflated like a globe.  Pushing her gut out like she was, it looked even more girthy than her thick butt cheeks.  Pinching an inch of her excess booty cushioning, Heidi insecurely wondered if her backside had grown thicker than that of her bottom-heavy youngest sister.

        The last time she’d seen Keeley was over the winter holidays.  The dark-haired black sheep of the family was always chubby with an excessively thick booty, but compared to Sophie and Heidi growing up, Keeley had always appeared rather fat and plump by comparison.  Heidi knew she’d be working in her mother’s bakery today, part of her hoped the brat would be wise enough not to comment on her inflated weight, but Heidi knew Keeley better than that.  If the two of them were roughly equal in weight, Keeley wouldn’t resist pointing it out.

        Throwing caution to the wind, Heidi entered the bakery, and immediately noticed a tan young woman with a rather large booty bent over restocking one of the cookie displays.  From behind she sure did look like her sister, but Heidi had her doubts, Keeley’s butt was big, but it wasn’t as big as this girl’s.  This butt looked softer, thicker, and wider than her sisters.  Still, Heidi couldn’t be sure, her sister was known to put on weight now and then.  Cautiously chirping, Heidi wondered, “Is that you Keeley?”

        “Hey Heidi.”  Came her sister’s reply.

        ‘It is her…’  Heidi thought to herself smugly, realizing with a certain degree of relief that her youngest sister looked to have packed on a noticeable amount of weight since the holidays too.  Internally, Heidi was unable to contain her joyful thoughts of superiority, ‘Looks like I’m still the skinniest.’

        Standing up and turning around, it was obvious Keeley didn’t weigh around 180lbs anymore.  The girl’s butt was out of control and her belly was all but bursting out of her undersized apron.  It looked to Heidi’s eyes that Keeley had added roughly thirty pounds of excess cushion across her plump frame.

        Shy and introverted as usual, Keeley avoided eye contact, while Heidi inspected her.

        Unable to keep her judgmental thoughts to herself, Heid approached her plump sister, eyed her up and down, and scoffed, “Yikes, mom’s been feeding you well.  That wagon you’re dragg’in is outa control.”

        Blushing, Keeley gazing downward at her shorter older sister, and grunted, “I’ve gained a little weight, just a little, it’s not that big of a deal.”

        However, just as she said those words, Keeley’s look of frustration turned into one of curiosity, as she got a better look of her softened sister.  Revealing a rare smile, Keeley gushed, “Woah.  Guess I’m not the only one.  It looks to me like you’ve got a case of bootydoo.”

        “Bootydoo?  What’s bootydoo?”  Heidi echoed a little impatiently.  Since the two sisters’ had a large age gap, Heidi didn’t always get her sister’s slang.

        Laughing, Keeley gave her sister’s meaty gut a firm poke, as she revealed, “Hmhm, It’s when your belly sticks out farther than your booty-do.”

       “Ugh!”  Heidi snarled about to snap at her irritating sibling before getting her emotions under control and replying in a measured tone, “Well… Thanks for noticing.”

        Looking immediately perplexed, it seemed as though, Keeley wanted to follow up and ask something, but couldn’t find the right words.

        Saving her sister some trouble, Heidi beat her to the punch, “Go ahead, ask me if I’m pregnant.  I’m used to it at this point.”

        “Are you preggers??”  Came her sister’s predictable excited reply.

        Summoning a boisterous energy, Heidi pressed her hands into the newfound softness of her upper belly and burst, “Nope!  Just fat!”

        Looking shell-shocked by her sister’s unexpectedly nutty behavior, Keeley commented, “You don’t sound too bummed out about it?”  

        “Why should I be?  If I gain some weight, so what?  I’m married.  Keith has to love me no matter how much I weigh.”  Heidi venomously replied, “What’s your excuse?  Getting comfortable with that boyfriend of yours?  Packing on some relationship weight?”

        “His name is Bobby.  And no.  Kinda the opposite actually.”  Keeley revealed looking a bit dejected.

        “Stress eating?”  Heidi deduced, as Keeley solemnly nodded, prompting Heidi to continue, “If you’re not happy, just break up with him.  Problem solved.  Taking your feelings out on pastries isn’t good for your waistline, and it’s not a long-term solution.”

        “Yeah, but maybe if I eat enough donuts, he’ll dump me and then I won’t have feel guilty about doing it myself.”  Keeley sheepishly responded breaking eye contact.

        “That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard in my life… that hasn’t come out of Sophie’s mouth.”  Heidi corrected herself in resolute fashion, before continuing, “You’d rather get fat then confront your boyfriend about how you’re feeling?”

        “Yeahhh, pretty much.”  Keeley nodded clearly looking uncomfortable talking to her oldest sister about this.  Trying to save face, Keeley added, “Sophie said she’ll help me slim down when I’m single again.”

        “Don’t even get me started with Sophie.  She can’t even help herself lose weight.”  Heidi countered, “What’s your problem with your boyfriend?”

        “I guess he’s just… not my type?”  Keeley muttered looking like she was feeling a little vulnerable.

        “Then why’d you start dating him is he wasn’t your type?”  Heidi sincerely wondered.  It wasn’t like her problem with Keith, where he’d been her type and then fattened himself out of her preferred fitness zone.

        “Well…  He’s an athlete with a big appetite.  I thought he had potential...”  Keeley  nervously admitted.

        “Big appetite?  Oh-my-gawd.”  Heidi gushed connecting some dots in her brain and blurting, “Are you a chubby chaser?”

      “Noo.  No.  Heidi, no.”  Keeley blushed fiercely.  The fear and embarrassment in her eyes told Heidi all she needed to know.

        “Oh my gawd, you are aren’t you!  Just like Sophie!”  Heidi gasped much to Keeley’s irritation.

        “Am not!”  Keeley shook her head looking desperate to rewind time and take back what she’d just said.

        “Are too!  That’s why you and Sophie are always so chummy, isn’t it?  You two have got a little secret in common?  Hmm?”  Heidi teased enjoying seeing her annoying sibling squirm like this.

        “Nooo!”  Keeley pouted desperately praying Heidi would stop before their mother would come out and join them.

        “Eww, you totally do!  What’s wrong with you?  You’d rather date a fatty with a dad-bod than a stud with a six-pack?”  Heidi judgmentally gawked.

         “No, that’s not true.”  Keeley tried desperately to clarify, “I want the best of both worlds, I wanna date a guy with a six pack, and then I want to help him get the dad-bod later.”

        “Ehh, help him?  What?  Why?”  Heidi grunted in disbelief.

        “It’s a vibe.”  Keeley managed to babble with embarrassment before trying desperately to clarify, “A guy that’s already fat is too easy.  I like the idea of resistance.  I want a guy that’s at the top of his game, an alpha, y’know desirable conventionally…  That makes the triumph much sweeter once he starts to soften up and get soggy in the midsection...  Nourished by my love until he’s too addicted to do anything about it...  Hmh, soon he’d prefer to eat pizza with me instead of going to the gym without me.  He’d be more fun to cuddle with, and I wouldn’t have to worry about him cheating on me, because I’d always look a little bit better than him…”

        “You sound insane.  Like, Sophie levels of insane.”  Heidi nearly gagged with disgust, “So…  You’re telling me, you want Bobby to dump you, because you don’t think he’s gonna get fat.”

        “I mean it sounds insane when you put it like that, but…  Yeah kinda.”  Keeley nervously admitted.

        “I swear everyone in this family has a screw loose.”  Heidi muttered with some frustration.  No wonder her sisters liked her husband so much.  The freaks.

        “You’re part of this family too, bootydoo.”  Keeley fired back with a poke to Heidi’s stomach, feeling a little annoyed Heidi was shaming her like this.  Sophie was always far more supportive.

        “I never said I didn’t have any screws loose.”  Heidi snapped back, as she rubbed where Keeley had so rudely poked her.  Just as she was about to scold her youngest sister, both of them turned their heads when a door opened toward the back of the store and their mother approached them with  Heidi’s cake in her hands.

        “Heidi!  So good to see you!  Happy Birthday!”  Marianne cheerfully burst, as she rapidly closed in on her daughters.

        “Oh yeah, happy birthday.”  Keeley muttered having forgotten to mention it earlier.

        “Little late twerp.”  Heidi grunted under her breath before changing her tone to completely cheery, “Thanks mom!”

        Handing her eldest daughter the cake, Marianna eyed Heidi up and down, concluding rather bluntly, “My, your scrubs are so tight.  You look like you’ve been eating well.”

        “What can I say?  Keith’s finally rubbing off on me.”  Heidi smiled having anticipated her mother’s surprise, “I don’t look too fat do I?”

        “Not at all!” Marianne shook her head, always too sweet to say anything to hurt anybody’s feelings, “Ohh, I’ve been meaning to ask, since Keeley is graduating next month, I could really use some help around the bakery when she leaves for college in September. Since you’re in the area, would you be interested in working with me maybe two or three times a week?”

         “Sure, sounds like fun.  I’ll let Keith know.”  Heidi shrugged figuring that it would be enjoyable to see her mother a bit more and that hanging out around a bakery would probably make it a lot easier to pack on enough pounds to break Keith’s stubborn resolve.

        “Tell him I’ll send you home with pies every day.”  Marianne offered trying to sweeten the deal.

        “I doubt Keith needs to be bribed, but I’ll let him know.”  Heidi nearly laughed, “Alright, I gotta go, Keith got us a dinner reservation and I need time to get home and get changed.  Don’t wanna be late!”

        “Have fun!”  Marianne smiled, as Heidi turned to head out.

        “Eat your heart out!”  Keeley cheered.

        “Oh I will!”  Heidi waved, as she muttered under her breath, “You have no idea…”

        With that, Heidi rushed out of the bakery and back to her car.  In the driver’s seat, Heidi looked for a spot to put down her birthday cake but couldn’t exactly find one.  Her car was a mess.  She had to settle for putting it in her passenger seat atop a few old bags of fast-food wrappings.

        “What a pigsty.”  Heidi sighed, as she took a moment to marvel at the colossal amount of fast-food wrappers piled up around her car.  She’d started neglecting to clean up after her fast-food binges two weeks ago because she wanted Keith to stumble upon evidence of her increased caloric intake.  She knew he’d voice his displeasure sooner than later.

        However, her car’s newly messy aesthetic had an unintended side effect.  It now carried the scent of fast-food, and whenever she used it for transport to and from the hospital, her scrubs seemed to absorb the smell for the rest of the day.  She’d gotten a few comments from coworkers pointing out as much, but Heidi didn’t let it deter her.

        Reaching down to buckle her seat belt, Heidi smiled at the way it dug into the newfound doughy nature of her belly.  There was no skirting around it.  Heidi knew she’d finally crossed the threshold into chubby territory.  She had a permanent gut, a fattened butt, thickened legs, and hefty breasts.  She’d packed on over 60 pounds since Christmas, and she’d grown accustomed to her elevated weight.  Often dressing to highlight her ‘problem areas’ for her husband, Heidi knew she was due for a pair of scrubs a size larger than she was currently wearing, but her petty sense of self-righteousness was causing her to wait for her husband to suggest such a course of action, before she went ahead and went a size up.

        It was obvious to her that Keith was a bit put off by her newly acquired bad habits.  He’d surprised her earlier today by driving to the hospital to share lunch with her.  He’d gotten salads from salad works.  It was the first healthy eating choice she’d ever seen Keith willingly make on his own.  Though she found the gesture of Keith taking the time to surprise her with lunch immensely sweet, his choice to provide her with healthy food spoke volumes.  Though he pretended her weight gain didn’t bother him, it did.  That’s why after they shared lunch, Heidi indulged in a second lunch in the hospital to make sure she filled herself with enough calories to make sure she was bulging out of her dress of choice tonight.

        Keith was going to lose his mind when he saw her…

…

        “Having trouble?” Keith sighed again, as he caught a glimpse of his pudgy wife approaching him in the undersized dress she planned on wearing out to dinner.
 
          With her arms sprawled awkwardly behind her back, she audibly complained, “Yeah, can you do me up?  This zipper doesn’t want to budge for me…”
 
        “Can’t imagine why…”  Keith mouthed without a single utterance of a sound, before replying clearly, “Sure thing.”
 
        The reason for Heidi’s wardrobe struggle was painfully obvious.  The two-piece dress she had chosen was designed for a woman with a trim figure, tight abdominals and toned extremities.  Heidi simply didn’t have that kind of a body anymore. Her once flat stomach had rounded out into a pronounced potbelly, her formerly rock-solid rear had expanded with a soft layer of cushion several inches behind her, and her feminine hips had flared out and softened in much the same way her chunky thighs had.  Even the spaghetti straps on her top didn’t look up to the challenge of embracing her inflated breasts.  As a matter of fact, while she moved ever closer to him, it was obvious to Keith’s eyes that there was definitely close to an inch of excess belly jutting out between the tight elastic waistband of her dress’s lower portion and the stretcher hem of her dress’s top.

          However, it wasn’t just his wife’s appearance that had changed, it was her mannerisms.  She’d gone from only eating healthy during mealtimes to snacking on junk constantly throughout the day.  Heidi used to always be on her feet around the house, too neurotic about keeping the place looking perfect to ever sit and rest for too long.  Now she’d grown notably lazier, preferring to keep her chunky rear securely glued to the couch in front of their TV chowing down on chips and ice cream.  It seemed like every night he was making multiple trips to and from wherever Heidi was binging her shows bringing her food because she was either too lazy or greedy to get off the couch and get them herself.  She was still neurotic about keeping the house looking spotless, but now rather than keeping the house tidy herself, she’d order him to do it.  In the aftermath of Heidi’s nightly food binges Keith found himself having to clean up the numerous wrappers and trash Heidi left in her wake around her couch area.
 
        Snapping back to the present, Keith realized Heidi had arrived in front of him. In an instant the pudgy blonde turned her back to her husband, while he grabbed the zipper of her dress and began to tug it upward.  It wasn’t budging.  Trying not to sound condescending, Keith explained, “You’re going to have to suck in.”
 
        “I am…”  Heidi murmured, turning her head to the side and glaring one irritated eye at her husband, “Put some muscle into it.”
 
        “Fine.”  Keith hummed, as he squeezed the edges of the zipper closer together and more forcefully tried to fasten the garment.  This time, he was able to achieve success, although it looked to him like his wife’s bountiful midsection was primed to rip the overly tight dress at its seams.  Not wanting to voice his concerns, Keith simply hummed, “Done.”
 
        “Oh goodie.”  Heidi chirped, stepping away from her husband and doing a little twirl.  Now facing him, Heidi’s hands gently fell to her plump waistline, and she locked her eyes on Keith’s as she muttered, “I’m so excited for dinner, don’t you think I look cute?”
 
        “Of course.”  Keith replied on autopilot, as his gaze was drawn to the way his wife was subtly squeezing her pudgy gut.  She’d gotten so fat in such a short amount of time…  He wanted to voice his earnest concerns for Heidi’s newfound eating habits and increasingly overweight appearance, but his tongue was tied.  His wife was ruining her own body to blackmail him into losing weight.  If he gave in and let on that her heftier body was bothering him, he’d only encourage her immature and manipulative behavior.
 
        “Hmm, thanks,”  Heidi smiled, looking mischievous, “but I don’t remember this dress being so tight.  I wonder how much I weigh?”
 
        Having uttered her innocent sounding question, Heidi turned toward the bathroom and quickly vanished inside.  Keith was reluctant to follow, sensing a trap.
 
        “Oof!  Keith you gotta see this.”  Heidi’s troublesome voice echoed from behind the bathroom door.
 
        Reluctantly, Keith obeyed his wife’s request, stumbling into the bathroom nervously to find his wife’s plump figure standing atop their digital bathroom scale, her hands compressing her cleavage so she could see the blinking red number below her.
 
*181lbs*
 
        That was a lot…  Unsure of how to proceed, Keith looked to Heidi’s joy-filled face with confusion.
 
        “If I’d have known getting fat was this much fun, I would have done it years ago.”  Heidi winked much to Keith’s dismay, “Pass me my phone, I wanna take a pic of what I look like before I make an absolute pig of myself at dinner.”
 
        Unable to vocalize his frustration with Heidi’s vindictive behavior, Keith did as she asked, retrieving her phone from the bedroom, and taking a few pictures of her, while she posed like an obnoxious crazy person atop the scale.  It was her birthday after all, and the least he could do was be supportive.  Hopefully Heidi would tone down the crazy once they actually got to their dinner…
 
…
 
        “That was soooo goooood *burrrp!*”  Heidi belched, finally putting her fork down after a birthday feast for the ages.  The poor Italian restaurant hadn’t known what hit them.  Not only had the bloated blonde devoured all the complementary bread sticks, but she’d also successfully stomached two appetizers, two entrées, a full bottle of wine, and half of Keith’s margarita pizza after giving him an endless amount of grief for ordering such a boring entrée.
 
        In fairness the entrées had been a little small by American standards, but Heidi had nevertheless eaten an incredible amount of food.  Her stomach, swollen up to the size of a pregnant woman, appeared just about ready to pop.  Addressing his embarrassingly drunken wife’s loud burp, Keith softly muttered an annoyed, “Excuse you.”
 
         “Thanks…  Ugh…”  Heidi sighed, as she leaned back into the booth, tugging the waistband of her dress down low enough to fully expose both her bellybutton and roll of lower belly fat.  As her hands gently began to rub her tensely swollen gut, Heidi ** moaned, “I ate sooo much.  That’a gotta be like $100 dollars’ worth of food and wine in my stomach.  Isn’t that impressive?”
 
        “For a competitive eater maybe.”  Keith mumbled under his breath a little louder than he intended.  His irritation was obvious even to his tipsy wife.
 
        “Awww, is my hubby embarrassed by how big my appetite’s getting?”  Heidi cooed in taunting fashion, as she struggled to lean forward and grasp his hand, “I’m sorry I’m being such a spoiled pig, I can’t help it anymore, I’m such a fatty hmhm!  Are you excited to see how big I’m gonna get?  At this rate I’ll be your fatty forever.  Look how my belly looks when I sit?  It’s getting sooo big!  Look at my food baby babe!  That’s all your money!  Right here in my fat stomach.  I kinda like the way this looks, don’t you?  I look kinda cute with all this stomach blubber, don’t I?”
 
        “You always look cute.”  Keith replied dismissively, finally putting an end to Heidi’s little unhinged drunken rant.
 
        “Aww!  You really think so?”  Heidi giggled before shaking her rounded tummy with both hands and noticing, “Hmhm!  My fat jiggles!  Haha, look at my fat belly!  It’s sooooo big!”
 
        Embarrassed by Heidi’s foolish drunken display, Keith pulled the nearest waiter passing by aside, and quickly muttered, “We’ll take the check.”
 
        However, hearing this, Heidi loudly objected, “No-no-no!  How about some dessert?”
 
        “Are you kidding?”  Keith replied.  Staring daggers at Heidi incredulously and knowing full well that she’d retrieved a birthday cake from her mother’s bakery earlier.
 
        “No!”  Heidi stoutly responded, shaking her head like a child.
 
        Keith wanted to set Heidi straight, but knowing how ** she’d gotten he knew better than to cause a scene arguing with her.  Instead, sitting back and crossing his arms, Keith sighed, “Fine.  Be my guest.  It’s your birthday after all.”
 
        “Do I sense hostility?”  Heidi murmured, looking standoffish.
 
        “Not at all.”  Keith shrugged, avoiding eye contact.
 
         “Hmm, good because I’m going to sample every dessert this fucking restaurant has to offer.  I hope you brought a lot of money with you hubby.”  Heidi tipsily taunted, as she turned to the waiter and ordered vindictively, “I’ll have one of everything please!”
 
…
 
        Hours later, finally lying in bed, it was only after Heidi had sobered up a little bit that she felt the weight of everything she’d eaten at dinner.  Stuffed as she was, it was painful to even move.  Keith had needed to help her remove her clothing and underwear.  Her overfilled belly jutted out further than ever.  Laying on her back as she was, her massively bloated gut was literally weighing her down, so much so that she could feel herself sinking down a little further than she usually did in bed.
 
        However, she wasn’t just stuffed to capacity. Heidi had been acutely aware of it when taking a shower before plopping into bed with her husband.  Her body was softer now.  Wider.  Thicker.  Heavier.  Everywhere.  She’d lost her breath walking up the stairs of their house.  That had never happened before.  All the excess fat she’d been accumulating was really affecting her.  In the mirror she’d hardly recognized herself.  Chubby butt cheeks, fattened love handles, thick thighs, swollen breasts, and a bowling ball of a gut.  Such features had once seemed so alien on her figure, yet now…  Were they beginning to feel normal?
 
        Feeling lethargic, with little energy, Heidi rolled to her side to face her silent husband.  Her arms cradled her overfed gut as it desperately tried to digest every little morsel she’d so greedily stuffed down her throat tonight.  Finding her regretful voice, she spoke to him, “I’m sorry for making such a fool of myself at dinner.  I don’t know what got into me.”
 
        “It’s okay.  You were really **.”  Keith replied without turning around to look at Heidi while she talked to him.  Heidi could tell he was annoyed.  While that had been her plan, she couldn’t help feeling a little guilty for taking her antics too far.
 
        “Can you cuddle me?”  Heidi vulnerably murmured, as the husband and wife each rolled around so Heidi could be the little spoon without another word.

        As Keith’s hand wrapped around Heidi’s ballooning waist and pulled her in tightly, Heidi began to question her motives.  Stifling a small burp from Keith’s motion, Heidi contemplated how far she was going to take this blackmail plot of hers.  She already felt huge, far larger than she’d initially planned on getting.  It was obvious Keith wasn’t enjoying her gain as much as he had when it had only been a few extra pounds around her tush and tits.  They were still having sex frequently, but he wasn’t initiating as much.
 
        As if to emphasize her point, Heidi began gently wiggling her butt against her husband’s groin.  Her booty, now firmly pressed against her husband’s private area, used to be the envy of her whole crew team in college.  Keith used to get hard merely from feeling it like he was now, yet Heidi could tell it didn’t feel like he was getting hard.
 
        ‘Why hasn’t he caved?’  Heidi thought to herself, feeling frustrated.  Gorging herself and blipping out of all her clothes wasn’t working.  Making a pig of herself in front of Keith wasn’t working either.  She’d clearly succeeded in making herself less attractive to him, but still he wouldn’t give in.
 
        ‘Maybe I’m trying too hard?’  Heidi pondered, while still unconsciously rubbing against her husband gently with her puffy backside.  Keith clearly thought she’d been acting abnormally recently.  She could sense he wasn’t super happy with her.  Perhaps he really thought she’d cave before he did.
 
        ‘Not a chance.’  Heidi firmly thought to herself, feeling her righteous fury beginning to fuel her resolve yet again, ‘I’ve got to convince him this fatty lifestyle I’ve adopted is my new normal…’
 
        Just then, Heidi felt it, her husband’s manhood getting hard.  Striking a seductive tone, Heidi cooed, “Took you long enough, I want you to fuck me just like this.”
 
        “Sure.”  Keith hummed unenthusiastically.  It took a few awkward moments before husband and wife could assume the proper positions lying on their sides as they were.  Keith’s gut was in the way, but so were Heidi’s pudgy thighs.  She’d actually had to arch her one leg upward so her husband could slip inside of her.
 
        Moaning gently, as the soft and slow pleasurable movements began, Heidi enjoyed listening to her husband huffing and puffing behind her.  Exhausted as she was, Heidi wasn’t going to put any effort into sex tonight.  It had been a while since she’d settled for such a lazy fuck from her husband, but tonight it was what she wanted.
 
        Grabbing both hands around her swollen potbelly for more leverage and to keep Heidi from shifting too far forward, Keith let out a grunt as he continued his efforts.  Heidi let out a soft and satisfied moan in reply, as her mind wandered.  She closed her eyes.  Imagining the man giving it to her was the one she’d fallen in love with in college.
 
        However, feeling her husband’s gut starting to sweat against her back kind of took her out of her pleasurable daydream.  A little irritated he’d ruined her fantasy, Heidi squeaked, “Almost forgot to tell you, come September I’m gonna help my mom with the bakery three times a week.  She said she’d send me home with pies every day.  Isn’t that great?”
 
        A little put off his wife was thinking about food when he was giving it to her, Keith tried to keep his composure, “Yeah, that’s great.”
 
        “I’m gonna get sooo fat working there.”  Heidi tried to threaten, but since she enjoyed the feeling of her husband inside her so much, her tone came off more as excitement.
 
        Immediately irritated by his wife’s antics, Keith’s emotions boiled over a little bit.  Pent up from her ridiculous display earlier, Keith’s efforts became less gentle and more forceful.  Unapologetically, and much to Heidi’s surprise, Keith agreed, “Yes you are.”
 
        Gushing with excitement from his aggression, Heidi’s mind went blank for a second, not thinking she echoed, “Soooo fat!”
 
        Keith's response was more physical.  Heidi was loving it.  She’d clearly gotten under his skin.
 
        As the shocks of pleasure, he was sending her way began to spark into something larger Heidi felt her worries lifting off her shoulders.  She held all the cards in this little lover’s quarrel she was having with Keith.  If she was patient enough, she’d get her way eventually, just like she was having it her way tonight.

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Part 9

         Hitting the snooze button on her alarm for the third time, Heidi remained in bed not feeling quite ready to face reality just yet.  She’d had such a pleasant dream last night, and now it was a struggle to remember it.  In her dream things had been perfect, her husband looked flawless and so did she.  She couldn’t exactly remember what they’d been doing…  But she knew it had been fun, and that she wanted to go back.  

        “What time is it?”  Heidi groggily muttered to herself, as she glanced at her clock and frowned, “8:44?  Sh*t…”

        She needed to clock in at 9:30 for her shift.  Groaning with annoyance, Heidi reluctantly decided it was time to rise and shine.  The day she’d been dreading had finally arrived…

        Her yearly doctors visit.

        She’d scheduled it on her lunch break so she wouldn’t have to make a separate trip to the hospital, yet now she had some serious mixed feelings about it.  Normally a routine doctors visit was hardly cause for concern, but that was before Heidi had vindictively put on 60 plus pounds to spite her husband.  Now she was nervous.  She knew she wasn’t as healthy as she’d been last May.

        It had been three weeks since her gluttonous birthday and now Heidi was feeling grosser than ever.  Laying as she was, she felt bloated and fat.  Her legs were still sore from playing tennis two days ago, but her mind felt worse than her body.  She felt guilty.  That was it.  She’s lied to Shauna yesterday, claiming her soreness was the reason she’d skipped yoga class.  In truth, working out with a slimming down model like Shauna, while she was increasingly blimping outward, was beginning to become a pill Heidi found difficult to swallow.

        Not that she had a problem swallowing anything else recently, the bloated blonde knew she’d turned herself into quite the ‘fat-friend.’  She was an eating machine.  Her relentless feasting was certainly the main contributing factor for her swelling waistline and shrinking clothing options.

         Her wardrobe had long become too small for the current rounded state of her softened body, even so, Heidi had purchased a few outfits here and there, even one larger pair of scrubs, with the intention that they’d hold her over until Keith came to his senses.  However, now even her meager amount of larger clothing were becoming tight on her swelling figure.  To make matters worse, Keith gave her no indication he had a problem with the way her newfound fat spilled out of everything she was dressing herself with nowadays.

        ‘He should be complaining…’  Heidi fumed internally with a certain degree of frustration.  She’d hoped her rapidly tightening wardrobe might have done the trick to snap Keith out of his complacency with her fattening figure, but it hadn’t.  She desperately needed to go shopping for her larger body, but she was reluctant.  Sizing up her wardrobe so significantly, without Keith begging her for it, felt like a defeat.

        She wanted him to whine about it, she wanted him to admit his disgust for her fat, but he just wouldn’t.  Lying in bed as she was, Heidi felt like a beached whale, but she knew it wasn’t enough to spur her husband out of his weight-related apathy.  Not yet.  She needed to keep piling on the pounds.  She needed to get well and truly fat before he would cave and admit he truly missed having her fit.  So what if she suffered through the momentary defeat of having to shop for a larger wardrobe?  In the end, it would all be worth it.

        ‘Lose the battle.  Win the war.’  Heidi thought to herself, as her hands poked and prodded the pooch of fat she’d collected around her lower belly.

        Her gut felt thick, and soft.

        “Wonder what my doctor will say?”  Heidi wondered unable to focus her sleepy brain.  

        “Not missing any meals, are you?”  Heidi replied to herself, her voice assuming the role of an imaginary male doctor, as she gave her hefty chunk of fat a little smack and felt it jiggle.

        Technically her visit today was with a nurse practitioner, not her old doctor.  He’d retired last year.  This would be her first appointment with someone new.  She wasn’t keen on having a stranger judge her for her elevated weight, but at this point it was unavoidable.

        Not wanting to dwell on such thoughts, Heidi knew she needed to wake up.

        “Breakfast…”  Heidi groaned trying to motivate herself to sit upward; however, her attempt only resulted in a lazy roll onto her side.

        Once upon a time hopping out of bed was such a simple task… now it required effort.  A big effort.  Breathing in deeply and letting out a bothered sigh, Heidi felt with dissatisfaction the way the weight of her stomach sagged against the mattress as she lay on her side.  All the food she’d been stuffing her face with was really catching up with her.  She had no energy.  She needed coffee.  When had getting up gotten so exhausting?

        “Why do I feel so heavyyy??”  Heidi loudly moaned conveniently forgetting the rather robust midnight snack she’d indulged in after Keith had fallen asleep the night before.  The plump blonde had been making a habit of cleaning out any leftovers from the fridge before her husband could get his fat hands on them.  Keith, who had gone to work earlier that morning, had been none the wiser.

          “I feel so faaat…”  Heidi whined not bothering to hide her frown since nobody was around.

        Rolling over onto her plump stomach, Heidi grunted from the exertion of heaving herself upward.  Now on her knees, Heidi crawled to the edge of the bed and slowly stepped off.  With a yawn, Heidi stretched her back, before hugging her mushy breasts in between her pudgier arms and scratching her softer chin.  Not wanting to be late clocking in for work, Heidi hurried into her closet, her belly jiggling up and down, along with her breasts and booty as she did.

        Heidi tried to ignore the embarrassing consequences of her increasing plumpness, but it was difficult.  Her jiggling fat was easier to forget about than her chubby thighs rubbing together.  Even now the increased friction produced an itch Heidi had to stop and scratch before completing her journey into her closet.

        It had been a long time since Heidi last planned out what she was wearing the previous night.  She used to leave her clothes neatly folded on her nightstand, but now Heidi was in the habit of trying on anything and everything she had until something fit across the girthy expanse of her fattened up frame.

        Today, Heidi started by throwing on a tight pair of white panties.  Luckily she’d worn this particular pair so many times she’d sort of stretched the elasticity of the fabric into more comfortably fitting her cumbersome waist and girthy thighs.  Next, Heidi skipped searching for a padded bra in favor of a soft green bralette, since none of her bras fit her anymore.  Her breasts had grown far too busty.

        ‘When did this happen?’  Heidi pondered cupping her larger breasts in each hand.  Sure they were bigger than before, but they also sagged more than they used too thanks to their increased weight.  Frowning, Heidi admitted to herself, “I miss my B-cups…  I’ve gotta be a C or a D-cup now…”

        Letting go of her softened breasts, Heidi looked down upon herself, it bothered her a little bit that her panties and bralette didn’t match.  Yet any motivation for starting over and searching for something better didn’t exist within Heidi this morning.   Trying to justify her lazy choice to herself, Heidi groggily figured,  “It’s not like anyone’s going to notice.  Why bother?”

        That’s when Heidi caught a glimpse of herself in her closet mirror.  Gone was the slender beauty she’d once been.  Something was different now.  She was bigger.  Huge compared to how thin she’d been previously.  That much was certain.  The woman in the mirror looked like a swollen version of herself, yet it was somehow who she was now…

        Her sleek and sexy face had become smoother, more cherubic.  Her jawline had softened, her cheeks, while still thin seemed to have puffed out a little, along with her chin.  Gobbling down so much food so regularly had given her face a well-fed look, that Heidi certainly did not enjoy.

        Tilting to the side, Heidi spotted her overstuffed ass.  As Keeley had so rudely pointed out a few weeks ago, as far as it stuck out from her figure, her belly now bulged out further.  She suddenly felt, with embarrassment, every bit the fat, flabby, and out of shape wife she’d become…

          That’s when Heidi spotted something.  Something strange.  A red mark on her hip.  Right where her panties were digging into her leftward love handle.  Touching it, Heidi didn’t know what to think.  It felt a little like a scar, but when had she ever cut herself there?

        It was a mystery Heidi didn’t have time to solve at the moment.  Her eyes returned to her puffy midsection, they lingered on the way her paunchy flab of her gut formed an obvious muffin-top over her panties.  Touching it with both hands, Heidi sighed, “I’m getting so fat holy sh*t, I’m so thick and squishy!”

        It felt like her hands were kneading warm dough.  Her belly looked like it pooched outward just as far as her breasts.  It was only a matter of time before her potbelly spilled outward from her frame even further, becoming even more noticeable than it already was.

        ‘But that’s what I want right?’  Heidi thought to herself pensively.  Her gut was now approaching the size Shauna’s had been at her heaviest.  She’d once envied Shauna’s potbelly, yet now that envy was long gone.  Getting fat had been a little fun at first, but now it was becoming an exhausting chore.

        Heidi dreaded the thought of having to squeeze her chunky body into her scrubs, but there was no time to waste.  Searching in her closet, Heidi rummaged for the only pair of scrubs she’d purchased in a larger size.  Yet, after a minute, she couldn’t find them.

        “Sh*t…”  Heidi cursed to herself realizing she’d probably forgotten to wash them.

        Poking her head out of her closet, Heidi looked at the time again.  She was cutting it close.  She needed to leave ASAP.

        “Whatever, I’m sure I can squeeze into one of my old pairs just this once…  Scrubs are stretchy.”  Heidi muttered to herself trying to alleviate her worries.

        Grabbing the closet pair of pants she could get her hands on Heidi let out a pensive sigh and began wrestling them up her legs.  The bulging areas of fat on her upper thighs, proved to be the first roadblock.  Grunting, Heidi stretched the waistband further and tugged them up to her butt.

        Pausing and feeling the expansive amount of flesh jutting out behind her, Heidi prayed, “Come on, please don’t give me trouble…”

         It was a prayer that fell on deaf ears.

        On this morning, Heidi’s big butt had a mind of its own.  Absolutely refusing to let Heidi trap it within the confines of her ill-fitting old scrubs.  Heidi tried jumping up and down, lying in bed, but her ass was just too much.  Out of breath from her efforts, perhaps it was the first hints of perspiration that finally allowed Heidi to wrestle the stubborn garment into place.

        Checking herself out in the mirror, Heidi’s face blushed red when she noticed just how tight her scrubs appeared around her thighs, hips and butt.  They looked like leggings.

        “D*mn…  I’ve got some childbearing hips…”  Heidi nearly gagged to herself in disgust, before moving on to her shirt.

        “This shouldn’t be as bad.”  Heidi hoped, as she prodded her rounded arms through each sleeve and then poked her head through the neck-hole.  Tugging the stretchy fabric down around her puffy breasts required some strength, but wasn’t that difficult.

        Back in the day, after wrangling her shirt over her breasts, it would just fall to her waist without touching her flat stomach.  That wasn’t the case anymore.  Now her midsection plumped outward further than her breasts, meaning that her fleshy middle rubbed against the fabric of her old shirt every inch she managed to tug it downward.  Proving more difficult to pull the farther down she went, Heidi could have sworn the clothing had gotten shorter.  Though she was able to fully bring the shirt downward enough to cover up her whole stomach, every time she took a breath, her heavy gut showed slightly as her top road up over its swollen contours.

        The waistband of her pants dug into her plush sides.  Her thighs, hips and butt looked ready to burst her pants at their seams.  Her top looked far too snug across her breasts and belly.

         Heidi looked herself over in the mirror once again, terrified with the changes she’d made to her body since she had started this rather nonsensical plan.

        “Jeez I had no clue how much I let myself go…”  Heidi softly murmured with some embarrassment.  She didn’t want to be seen out in public like this, but she didn’t have a choice.  There wasn’t any time.  She couldn’t call in sick.  It was simply too late.

        Gulping.  Heidi tried to calm herself.  However, the only thing that eventually got her mind off her fattened body was her growing hunger.  Needing to leave ASAP to make her shift, she’d have to wait until lunch to grab something more than a snack from the hospital’s vending machine.

        “Oh right, doctors’ appointment…”  Heidi remembered, “F*ck…”

        Snacks would have to do until dinner…

…

        At the hospital, Heidi’s morning was rather uneventful.  She was uncomfortable in her old scrubs, but she wasn’t called in to preform a single exam and another sonographer was scheduled to arrive after lunch to help if things got busy.  Her main issue was her hunger.

        The lack of a satisfying breakfast was driving her crazy.  M&Ms from the vending machine could only temporarily alleviate her hunger for so long.  She needed real food.

        Texting Keith for a favor, she asked:

*Morning babe, I accidentally slept in and missed breakfast.  Could you pick up something for me at McDonalds and drop it off at the hospital for me?*

        After 10 excruciating minutes, Keith texted back:

*What do you want?*

        Smiling with delight, Heidi laid it on thick.  She’d had more than enough time to ponder her order:

*Order me the McDonald’s Big Breakfast, with hotcakes.*

        Keith’s response this time was quick:

*What’s in that?*

        Heidi wasted no time educating her husband:

*Warm biscuit.  Savory hot sausage.  Fluffy scrambled eggs.  Crispy hash browns.  And golden-brown hotcakes with a side of butter and maple syrup.*

        All in all, it was 1,300 calories of pure sweet and savory delight.  It was one of Heidi’s fast-food favorites.  As happy as she was Keith was going to drop her off some much needed nourishment.  His response quickly ticked her off:

*That sounds good.  I might pick myself up an order as well.*

        ‘I married such a fatty…’  Heidi grouchily thought to herself.  She couldn’t even talk about food to Keith without him wanting some for himself.  Feeling spiteful, Heidi added to her order:

*Oh, and grab me an order of 20-piece chicken nuggets too.  I’m STARVING.*

        With that, Keith took longer to respond.  20 minutes later, she got a text that he was at McDonalds picking up their food.  10 minutes after that, he arrived at the hospital and gave her the order.

        “You’re the best!”  Heidi couldn’t help but cheer as she met him outside of the hospital entrance.

        Keith looked a little surprised by his wife’s appearance, clearly wearing her old scrubs made her look a lot larger than she otherwise would appear.  However, he didn’t mention it.  Accepting a hug and a kiss from Heidi, Keith gave her what she’d wanted from McDonalds, gave her thick booty a hefty squeeze, and told her an earnest, “I love you.”

        “I love you too!  Thank you so much,”  Heidi cooed with enjoyment, as she wished her husband luck with his workday and returned to the hospital intent on stuffing herself silly.

        Back in her waiting area, Heidi partook in her massive fast-food meal.  Everything was still warm, and Keith had grabbed her everything else she needed, ketchup, extra syrup, and a plastic fork.  She started with the scrambled eggs and then worked her way to the sausage.  Eating quickly, the food warmed her stomach, but didn’t really abate her hunger.

        Moving on to the hash browns, Heidi really started enjoying the meal.  Before fattening up, she never knew McDonald’s hash browns were so darn good.  Now they were a mainstay of every breakfast order she placed at the fast-food giant.

        In the zone, Heidi wasted no time in drenching her hotcakes with extra butter and maple syrup before consuming them just as she had everything else before them.  A warm biscuit was all that remained of her first order, but Heidi wanted to save the last little treat until after she’d polished off the 20-piece order of chicken nuggets.

        Splashing a pile of ketchup on top of the nuggets, Heidi gave up on her fork and started shoving food into her mouth with her hands.  One after another, the satisfying little bits of fried meat disappeared into her rapidly bloating gut.  All the food she was stuffing herself with forced the fabric of her shirt upward, revealing her muffin top.

        However, since she was alone for now, Heidi paid her swelling stomach no mind.  Finishing off the chicken nuggets, Heidi finally felt truly full.  She’d eaten more than she needed to, but she felt she needed to out-order Keith to teach him a lesson.  His indulgence would only add to her indulgence ten-fold.

        Noticing the lone biscuit remaining from her breakfast, Heidi sighed.  She didn’t want to eat anymore, but something compelled her to continue.  She’d grown to hate leaving meals unfinished.  So, uncomfortable as she was, Heidi chowed down on her biscuit and promptly slumped back in her chair to digest before her doctor’s appointment.

…

        Two hours later, Heidi was no longer feeling as uncomfortably full, but the bloating in her tummy hadn’t gone down much.  She was woefully embarrassed, as she waited for her doctor’s appointment to get underway, very sensitive to the fact that if she didn’t keep adjusting her shirt, it would ride up and expose her big belly.

        “Heidi Collins?  We’re ready for you.”  A nurse called out, as Heidi stood up and reluctantly followed the obese young woman back toward the medical offices.

        ‘At least I’m smaller than she is…’  Heidi thought to herself, as she soon realized, with dread, that they were approaching a scale in the hallway.

        “Step on.”  The nurse muttered sounding a little bored.

        After taking off her shoes, Heidi did as she was told and stood upon the scale.  Thank goodness it wasn’t one of those old sliding scales.  Heidi wanted to get this over with as quick and painlessly as possible.  Holding her breath, the electric number eventually flashed:

*191lbs*

        ‘10 pounds in three weeks, jesus I gotta slow down…’  Heidi reflexively thought to herself, placing one worried hand upon her protruding gut.

        “191 pounds, is that normal for you?”  The nurse asked, clearly not paying any attention to Heidi’s chart.

        Heidi knew she should be honest about her massive weight gain, but something in her held the truth from coming out.  She wanted to be spared the embarrassment of having someone lecture her about her weight.  Especially someone so clearly fatter than she was.  Choosing the easy way out, Heidi simply uttered a little lie in response, “Umm, yeah.  That’s normal.”

        “Cool.  Follow me.”  The nurse hummed jotting down her weight and taking her to the examination room.

        “Have a seat.  The doctor will be in momentarily.”  The nurse sighed, as she handed Heidi a hospital gown, and closed the door behind her as she left.

        “Nurse practitioner.”  Heidi corrected, after the lady had already left.

        Observing her surroundings, Heidi felt a little guilty about lying just now about her weight being normal.  Grabbing a handful of her gut, Heidi shook it and accused, “It’s your fault.”

        Yet, deep down, she knew it wasn’t her body’s fault for getting fat.  It’s not like her metabolism had failed her.  She’d purposely tried to ruin her body.

        With a sigh, Heidi began removing her tight scrubs, followed by her bralette.  She knew she was getting a breast exam along with the rest of her physical today.  Clothed in just her panties, Heidi threw on the loose hospital gown and positioned herself atop the examination table.  She swung her dangling legs forward and backward, as she waited.  Looking at her feet each time she swung the out, Heidi felt a little weird about the way her belly so quickly obscured them from her view after she brought them back toward her.

        “Goodbye toes, hello belly…”  Heidi muttered to herself in a bored tone.  The loose gown she was wearing kind of obscured her pudge a little bit, but it was still probably obvious how much heavier she’d gotten.

        Five minutes later, a knock on the door was followed by a voice:

        “Hello, Fred Bullard, N.P.  May I come in?”

        “Sure.  I’m decent.”  Heidi chirped a little surprised.  Her old doctor practically used to barge into the examination room.

       With that, he entered, and Heidi’s eyes widened.  Her nurse practitioner was fairly attractive.  In fact, she recognized him.

        “You must be Heidi.  Sonography department right?”  Fred smiled offering Heidi a polite handshake.

        Accepting, Heidi shook the man’s hand, and took notice of his firm grip.  He felt strong, and he looked rather fit.  Stumbling over her words, Heidi managed to reply, “Umm, yeah, vascular ultrasound.”

        In that moment, as she felt his hand press against her engagement ring, Heidi remembered where she’d seen this guy before.  He’d held the door for her on a number of occasions at the hospital entrance.  She tended to get off work, when he was clocking into a shift.

         Rubbing his nose, after the handshake, the charming looking fellow added, “Do you have a sister that works here too?”

        “Nope.”  Heidi shrugged trying to remain calm.  She found the man attractive.  It was going to be awkward having him examine her.

        “Ahh, well.  Let’s get to business shall we?”  He replied getting back to business.

        Blushing slightly, Heidi nodded, and the physical commenced.  While he took her blood pressure, Heidi complained about some soreness in her scanning hand.  He recommended a cheap over-the-counter brace for her wrist and hand.  While he checked her lungs, he asked about her home-life and Heidi chatted a bit about her husband’s recent success at work.  Listening to her heartbeat, the conversation died down.  Heidi could feel her heart beating faster than usual since an attractive man, that wasn’t her husband, was touching her like this.

        Then came the breast exam, Heidi had nearly forgot.  Her face was probably bright red when Fred had requested she stand up and raise her arms above her head.  The normal procedure suddenly felt very different as she felt his finger pads check her breasts for rashes, dimpling, and lumps.  Perhaps because it was cold in the room, or perhaps because something about this situation, having an attractive stranger touch her like this, was a little arousing, Heidi felt her nipples becoming hard and more sensitive.

        Just as quickly as it had started; however, the breast exam ended.  Sparing Heidi further embarrassment.  With that out of the way, Fred glanced at Heidi, and then looked down at the clipboard that she held in his one hand, “Your heart is strong, your lungs are clear, breasts felt fine, and your blood pressure is fine.  I’d like for you to get your blood-work done sometime soon, just so we can be sure your cholesterol count is acceptable.  But all in all, as far as I can tell here, you are surprisingly healthy.”

        Heidi felt relieved at first to hear that, but then one of the words he’d said didn’t sit well with her.  She felt her body tingle, as she repeated, “Surprisingly?”

        “Heidi, do you realize that you are about 70 pounds heavier than your last visit about a year ago?” Fred asked rather bluntly.

        Unable to respond, Heidi felt the embarrassment hit her.  She’d so wanted to avoid this topic.  She’d talked about everything else so willingly.  Thinking to herself, Heidi wondered, ‘Why do we have to talk about this???’

        “Were you pregnant this past year?”  Fred wondered earnestly.

        “No, I didn’t have a baby, I’m just bigger now. okay?”  Heidi growled feeling quite defensive in her baggy hospital gown.

        “Okay, but how did that happen?  70 pounds is a lot of weight.  Is everything okay?”  Fred asked with some professional concern.

          “Couldn’t leave the ice cream alone, oops.”  Heidi replied dismissively hoping to get off this sensitive topic.

        “So, what are you doing about it?”  Fred wondered looking confused by Heidi’s recoiled behavior.

        “Umm, nothing I guess.”  Heidi admitted avoiding eye contact.  She wondered with irritation if Keith’s doctors ever grilled him like this about his weight.

        “Look Heidi, as you probably know, health is a balancing act.  You don’t smoke.  You’re relatively young.  Your only real issue is your weight.”  Fred explained, “You really ought to get it under control.”

        “Alright, I know I’m getting a little fat, but…”  Heidi began trying to make an excuse for herself.

        Talking over her, Fred pointed out, “You’re 5’5 and 191lbs, that’s class 1 obesity.”

        “In my defense… I’ve had a lot on my plate recently.”  Heidi grunted crossing her arms.

        “No kidding.”  Fred agreed looking again to his clipboard.

        “Hah…”  Heidi almost laughed not realizing for a second that her doctor’s terse little joke was on her.  Frowning, Heidi grunted, “that’s not funny.”

         “It’s not.  I’m not joking.  Tell me about what you’ve had on your plate.”  Fred encouraged, so serious that Heidi wondered if he’d intended to make fun of her in the first place.

         “I’ve been getting fast-food more often, but…”  Heidi paused, unconsciously shifting the blame for her weight away from herself, “If anything it’s my husband’s fault.  You know how happy couples put on relationship weight?  Well we’re fat and happy.  My lifestyle has really changed since marrying him.  He spoils the heck out of me.  We’re super sedentary together and he’s very willing to treat me to fancy dinners out or if I have a craving he’ll go to go get it and plenty of it for me.  On the one hand it’s really sweet, but on the other…  It’s making me fat.”

        “Sounds like he’s a bad influence on you…  Is your husband obese?”  Fred guessed buying what Heidi was selling him.

        “Sure is.  Fatter than I am.”  Heidi nodded, while grabbing her gut with both hands for emphasis.  She could practically feel Fred’s eyes now glued to her gut.

        “Has he said anything about your weight?”  He wondered.

        Heidi responded only by saying, “He doesn't seem to mind.”

        “How do you feel about it?”  He continued questioning.

         “Umm, I mean…”  Heidi paused, deciding to be honest, “I’ll admit this past year has been... generous... to my waistline, and I’m not gonna lie, at first it wasn’t so bad.  The weight went to the right places, I got a lot of complements, my husband seemed to like it…  But now…  I used to be fit, but now my arms are doughy, my abs have been replaced by this big belly…  This gut ruins the look of all my clothes, I hate how nothing fits anymore…  I find myself getting a bit winded climbing the stairs to my room, I don't have as much energy as I used too, I probably couldn’t run a mile if I tried…  I’ve got a lot of great people in my life who love and support me, but I feel like a sack of sh*t.”

        Half expecting Fred to reprimand her for letting herself get so fat, Heidi was surprised when his tone was more considerate, “An ideal weight for you would be 138lbs and you’re 53lbs above that.  That’s not great, but it could be worse.  Start filling your body with better food and exercising more.  You’ll see results in no time.”

        “Okay…”  Heidi nodded feeling a little comforted.

        “Since you put on a lot of weight so fast, how has your skin been?”  Fred wondered.

        Thinking about it, Heidi admitted, “I feel like I’ve been breaking out more than usual.”

        “Any stretchmarks?”  He added.

        “Stretchmarks?”  Heidi echoed suddenly a little worried.  Her thoughts returned to her little discovery this morning.

        “Pregnant women often…”  Fred began only for Heidi to cut him off.

        “I know what they are.”  Heidi grunted, as she faced the facts, “Maybe…  Yeah…  I think I might.”

        “I can prescribe you something for that.”  Fred offered trying to lift her spirits.

        “Good idea.  Thanks.”  Heidi hummed in disbelief her life had some to this, as a vindictive thought crossed her mind, ‘If only Keith had come to his senses months ago…  I wouldn’t be in this situation…’

…

After her exam was finished and she’d struggled back into her exceptionally snug pair of old scrubs, Heidi decided to take the stairs back to her waiting area rather than wait for the elevator.  The choice was Heidi’s way of working off the mixed feelings she was experiencing related to her gain.  As she walked, Heidi was very aware of how her soft fleshy body bounced rhythmically with every slow step she took.  After climbing two floors, she was a little out of breath.

        “Gosh,”  Heidi sighed to herself, as she caught her breath, “You’d think I don’t get any exercise.”

        Entering into her hallway, Heidi stopped before entering her waiting area and wiped a bit of sweat from her forehead.  Since when had climbing a few stairs caused her to perspire?  Heidi wasn’t sure, but the realization made her feel a bit embarrassed with herself.

Craving some comfort, Heidi turned to food.  At this point it wasn’t even a conscious choice anymore.  She wasn’t hungry, not in the slightest.  She was embarrassed, a little bored, nothing more.  Heading down the opposite side of the hallway, Heidi arrived in front of a vending machine and pondered her choices.

‘What’s it going to be…’ Heidi mused internally, ‘Reese’s cups and M&M’s for sure, but what else?’

Her wanting eyes lingered on two possible contenders, “Milky Way or Snickers?”

‘Why not both?’ Heidi decided to herself, as she put in ten dollars and typed in her chocolaty desires.  To most other people, four candy items would be a bit excessive, but not for Heidi’s sharpened sweet tooth.

Watching her candy drop down with a sense of satisfaction, Heidi unconsciously licked her lips in anticipation.  Wanting a bite of the Snickers first, Heidi bend at her thick waist, with some effort, to pick up her first snack.  In doing so, Heidi felt her scrubs tighten around her backside before her booty’s extra volume literally forced the waistband of her pants down across the crack of her ass.

“Jesus!”  Heidi yipped straightening up and reaching behind her to jerk her pants back upward.  Tugging up the waistband of her scrubs with some difficulty to get them over the chunky expanse of her inflated rear, Heidi worriedly looked both ways to make sure nobody had seen her little wardrobe malfunction.  To her horror, there was a coworker approaching to her left.

“Well, well you’re just letting it all hang out, aren’t you?”  Gretchen chastised, as she eyed the way Heidi’s ass appeared weirdly as high and tight as normal, but jutted out practically a foot father than it used to.

“Who me?”  Heidi replied playing dumb to buy herself a second to decide how to best respond to this situation.

“Yes you.”  Gretchen grunted, while she empathized her point with a firm prod of Heidi’s exposed roll of lower belly fat that had snuck out from under her tight shirt when Heidi had been fixing her pants, “Getting really chubby there.”

Blushing and tugging the hem of her shirt downward over her round gut, Heidi venomously retaliated, “Mind your own business Gretchen.  Can’t I just have a potbelly in peace?

“Sorry, it’s just…  I thought you used to care about fitness.”  Gretchen replied in her defense.

        “I may be overweight now, but I care about fitness.”  Heidi urged, as she methodical unwrapped her snickers bar, while Gretchen judgmentally watched.

        “Oh really?”  Gretchen doubted.

        “Fit’ness chocolate in my mouth.”  Heidi joked, as she took a big bite of her chocolate bar, while deciding to change her tactics in this little confrontation.

“Eww.”  Gretchen reflexively grimaced at Heidi’s gluttonous display, “I’ll never understand how you seem so nonchalant about letting yourself go.”

“I’m married, I’m allowed to get fat.”  Heidi reminded her bitchy coworker before throwing a jab of her own Gretchen’s way, “You jealous?”

“Am not!”  Gretchen gushed with disgust.

“You seem jealous.  Why else would you be obsessed with my weight?”  Heidi questioned enjoying Gretchen’s discomfort, while she took another bite of her chocolate bar.

“I’m not obsessed!  I, I’m concerned.”  Gretchen expressed.

“Well my doctor says I’m surprisingly healthy for my size, so you can take that concern and shove it up your CrossFit booty.”  Heidi grunted pouring on her sass, as best she could.  The tall and beautiful young woman seemed at a loss for words.

Taking Gretchen’s silence as a sign of capitulation in their latest little spat, Heidi decided to go for the rest of her candy.  Her savory morsels were eagerly waiting for her to dredge them out off the bottom of the vending machine like good little snacks.

Not wanting to risk giving Gretchen front row seats to another showing of plump booty crack, Heidi finished up her Snickers, grabbed a hold of her waistband with both hands, tugged it upward, and then squatted down, rather than bend down to grab her candy.  Heidi felt some serious resistance from her scrubs as she did so.  Her pants were no longer begging or more room, they were all but screaming for it, but Heidi didn’t listen.

*Rip!*

        Heidi froze for an instant.  The tension around her big bottom was suddenly gone, released in a sharp loud pop.  Grabbing her candy and struggling back upright as quick as she could, Heidi turned to face a momentarily speechless Gretchen in order to hide her now exposed backside.

Finally finding her words, Gretchen burst, “Oh my god, did you just split your pants??”

“No!”  Heidi blushed not wanting to admit the humiliating truth of what she’d just experienced.

“Did you?”  Gretchen pestered trying to step around Heidi to get another look.

Tilting her chubby body to block Gretchen’s prying eyes, Heidi muttered yet again a firm, “No!”

“Let me see.”  Gretchen ordered grabbing a hold of Heidi’s shoulders and holding her in place for a moment so she could peek around her.

Put off by Gretchen’s rather aggressive tactics, but too flustered to call her on it, Heidi curiously asked, “Is it bad?”

“It’s bad.”  Gretchen nodded, observing the full extent of Heidi’s plentiful ass exposed in all its glory right along the split seam of her scrubs, “You need to change.”

“I didn’t bring any spares…”  Heidi lamented cursing her laziness this morning.  If she’d only washed her larger pair, this humiliating exchange wouldn’t be happening.

Taking pity on her clearly beleaguered colleague, Gretchen cleared her throat and reluctantly proposed, “Umm…  I mean, it’s not busy.  You could take off if you want.  I’ll cover for you.”

Heidi almost couldn’t believe it.  Gretchen being nice?  It was unheard of.  However, not staring a gift horse in the mouth, Heidi graciously replied, “Thanks Gretchen.  I owe you one.”

“Here take my sweatshirt, tie it around your waist.  Miss eats-a-lot.”  Gretchen added tossing Heidi her article of clothing to better conceal Heidi’s colossal rear end.

‘Miss eats-a-lot?’  Heidi thought to herself with irritation, as she grasped onto her candy a little harder, ‘That was uncalled for.’

However, Heidi didn’t call Gretchen on her attitude this time.  She was doing a nice thing covering for the rest of her shift and letting her take off.  Wanting to reward that kind of charity, Heidi simply smiled and uttered a sincere, “Thanks Gretchen.”

“You’re welcome.”  Gretchen replied, as Heidi quickly took off.

…

        Heidi beat a hasty retreat from the hospital, deciding to drive straight home and devouring her snacks on the way.  Once home, Heidi tossed her ill fitting scrubs directly in the trash, and ventured back to her wardrobe to find something better to wear around the house.  However, this was not an easy task.

With every garment of clothing Heidi tried and tossed onto the floor of her closet, her frustrations only grew.  Nothing fit comfortably.  Not.  A.  Thing.  Heidi was forced to settle on a tight white tank top, and a pair of stretchy light blue running shorts that gave her a constant wedgie.  Feeling insecure in the mirror, Heidi then stole an oversized hoodie from Keith’s closet and threw it on.  It fit like a baggy dress, but Heidi was okay with that.  For the moment, she wanted to hide her tubby body.

        With that out of the way, Heidi tried to be productive with her sudden half-day off.  For the first time in a long time, she tried cleaning up the house.  The place was a mess, and the kitchen was by far the worst area.  After doing the dishes, and picking up some junk here and there, Heidi’s energy reserves began to dwindle and she lost her motivation for chores.

Instead, she decided to play on her phone for a while.  On Facebook, Heidi stalked some of her various friends, but ended up growing bored.  A half hour of vegging out on the couch was enough for Heidi at the moment.  Feeling antsy, Heidi tried to think of something better to do with her time.

        That’s when Heidi decided on a shopping trip.

It had been too long and shopping usually did lift her spirits.  So, she texted her tennis squad to see if anyone wanted to join her.  Shauna didn’t respond, and Lina said she was busy for a few hours taking care of Scott, but would be able to meet up later.  However, Summer was available right away, so Heidi leaped at the chance to go to the mall with her.

        In high school the mall was a frequent hangout spot for the inseparable trio of Heidi, Summer, and Becca.  Though the friends all had slightly different body types, they always had a lot of fun shopping around and stopping by the food court before heading home.  That being said, it had been a long time since Heidi had shopped with Summer solo.

Heidi certainly hadn’t shopped with her since the former prom queen had birthed her children.  The mom-style the plump redhead had adopted, combined with the fact that she’d developed a rather plus sized figure, had caused Heidi to seek out newer shopping friends like Lina and Shauna, but now things had changed.  Even though Heidi knew she wasn’t as heavy as Summer, she was shorter, and in all honesty she looked nearly as fat as Summer did at this point.  

Suddenly the thought of shopping with her didn’t seem dreadful at all.  Summer had been fat for so long she probably knew all the little tips and tricks to shopping as a plus sized woman.  Heidi was actually looking forward to hearing some of her wisdom.

        A hour later, Heidi arrived at the mall and met Summer in the food court.  She’d ditched her husband’s hoodie, and the tight running shorts for a pink sweatsuit that fit her body like a tight pair of yoga pants.

“Hey Summer!”  Heidi waved spotting her friend alone at a table, wearing a pretty yellow sundress and guzzling down what looked like a Pepsi from the Burger King station.

“Hey Heidi.”  Summer replied sounding far more dejected than Heidi would have expected.

“What’s wrong?”  Heidi wanted to know.

Taking a big sigh and motioning for Heidi to sit down, which Heidi did, Summer began, “I swear my kids are conspiring against me.”

“Huh?”  Heidi muttered not understanding.

“You know, ever since they were born, I’ve kind of figured this was the case.  I’ve read enough Shakespeare and seen enough Star Wars to know how these things work.  I’ve pretty much been waiting for the day when they grow more powerful than me, then rise up and strike me down.  While I’ve always known my time was coming, I guess I’ve never known what method they would use to take me out.  Pistols at dawn?  Sabers in the moonlight?  Nah, it’s nothing like that.  I think my kids have figured out a more subtle way to get rid of me and currently are fattening me up for the kill.  Literally.”

“Uhh-huh.”  Heidi nodded not completely following but deciding to let Summer vent.

“You remember, back in the day I was an extremely fit person.  Then the kids came, and it became an immediate race to see which would reach 40 first, my age or my waistline.  Ugh…  It’s tough to have kids and be not fat these days.”  Summer complained, as she looked down at her round mound of a belly and pouted.

“What do you mean?”  Heidi wondered sensing what this was all about.  Summer had complained during their last tennis match that she was upset that being more active wasn’t helping her lose weight.

“Ever since my kids have reached the age at which they can start participating in various extracurricular activities, I’ve had significantly less time to exercise as I am forced to ferry them from event to event.  The irony in this, of course, is that while my kids get fitter and fitter playing sports, I get fatter and fatter driving them around.  There are days when I take my oldest daughter from gymnastics practice to soccer practice.  On these days she spends hours burning calories as she jumps rope, does back flips and sprints down field.  The most exercise I get is pushing down on the gas pedal in my car as I take her to all of these events.”  Summer explained taking a break to gulp down the last of her Pepsi before continuing, “And don’t even get me started with food.  It’s not easy keeping kids alive by feeding them and expecting to stay healthy yourself.  Let’s take going to restaurants for instance.  More often than not, I try to make a sensible, healthy choice when ordering off the menu.  My kids, on the other hand, pretty much life off chicken fingers and french fries.  And that’s fine for them, because they have the metabolism of small children and get plenty of exercise.  The problem is the fact they pretty much never finish the food they order in the restaurants.  Ever.  I can usually count on them to leave at least half of their food sitting on their plates.  Sure, we can get to-go boxes, but guess what?  My kids never eat their leftovers.  So when we get home, I’m sitting there looking at about $20 worth of food that is going to get thrown in the garbage if someone doesn’t eat it.  Would you take a $20 bill out of your wallet and throw in the trash can?”

“Nope.”  Heidi chirped.  Seeing that Summer was really worked up about this.

“Neither would I.  So invariable, I end up eating all of their leftovers. This isn’t just a restaurant thing, either.  It happens at home, too, when I cook dinner.  Even when I cook a healthy meal, I can always count on my kids to leave plenty sitting on their plates.  Guess what? Even healthy food becomes unhealthy when you are eating too much of it so that it doesn’t get wasted.  This happens pretty much anywhere I take my children.  When we go to the movie theater, they only want they popcorn drenched in movie theater butter, which I’m pretty sure is just yellow motor oil.  When I take them out for ice cream cones as a treat, I know I’m going to have to help them eat it before it ends up running down their arms.  Yeah, yeah, I know — such horrible sacrifices I have to make for my children, right?”

“Yeah, you’re really selling me on kids right now.”  Heidi joked trying to lighten the mood.

“Hmhm, I’m sorry.  I’ll stop.”  Summer sighed realizing she was unloading a lot upon her friend, “Thanks for letting me vent.”

“Anytime, anytime.”  Heidi  replied half expecting Summer to jump into another rant.  In all seriousness listening to Summer complain about her own problems made Heidi feel slightly better about her own crappy morning.

“Enough about me, anything new with you?  I thought you work on Mondays?”  Summer perceptively wondered.

        “Yeahhh…  I had a little wardrobe malfunction at work today so I went home early.”  Heidi explained not wanting to get into the details.

        “What happened?”  Summer wanted to know.

        “My ass happened.  Okay?  Can we just leave it at that.”  Heidi hurriedly explained looking uncomfortable.

        “You split your britches?”  Summer wondered raising an eyebrow.

        “Split my britches??  Who says that?  What are you like 80?”  Heidi judgmentally criticized her friend’s choice of words.

        “I’ll take that as a yes.”  Summer knowingly smiled, while she put a hand on Heidi’s shoulder and expressed, “It’s nothing to be ashamed about.  Been there, done that.  It sucks.”

        “It does.  Can we shop now?”  Heidi grunted not wanting to dwell on her embarrassing early afternoon.

        “Okay, okay!”  Summer sighed, as the two got up and started off in the direction of some clothing stores.

        As the two walked, Heidi caught a glimpse of herself in one of the storefront windows, “Okay, I’ve got a question.  Who replaced every store front window with fun house glass?  No, really, who?  It’s like I walk by any reflective surface and several seconds later my ass follows suit.”

“Clearly you’re the victim of some elaborate game of visual trickery.”  Summer chuckled thinking Heidi was joking.

“Seriously, I look fat in these sweats…”  Heidi complained with some insecurity in her voice.

Trying to be more supportive, Summer replied, “Those sweats don’t flatter your figure, but don’t worry, we’ll find tons of stuff that you will look great in!”

“You mean look fat in…”  Heidi frowned looking down at her gut and pouting, “I wanted Keith to get serious about his weight…  I didn’t want to get this fat…”

“Heidi you look great with the extra weight, you’re too hard on yourself.”  Summer tried to console her.

 “Maybe, but something about the way I look just leaves a sour taste in my mouth.”  Heidi empathized by pointing to her reflection yet again.

“You want a sour taste in your mouth, have a lemon tart, but complaining isn’t going to get you anywhere.  You’re putting on weight for a reason.  Are you going to give up?”  Summer seriously questioned turning to Heidi and trying to get to the bottom of the issue so they could enjoy their time shopping.

Thinking about it for a quick moment, Heidi muttered a positive, “No.”

“Okay then.  You’re in this for the long haul so do yourself a favor and don’t think of yourself as fat if that makes you uncomfortable.  From now on think of yourself as…  festively plump.”  Summer suggested in a heartfelt tone.

“I like that.”  Heidi hummed in contemplation.  She’d gotten fat, but in the end it was just going to be a temporary state of being.  She’d return to being thin once Keith came to his senses.  Until then, why not celebrate her body’s developments?  It certainly beat feeling miserable about her newly acquired fat.  Replying with more conviction, Heidi smiled, “Alright, no more feeling guilty about how big I’m getting.  But you gotta practice what you preach too.  No more meltdowns about your girls fattening you up.”

“Hmhm, deal.”  Summer laughed, returning Heidi’s smile, “And let's face it: No matter how great a salad is, it doesn't beat spaghetti with meatballs.”

“Too true.”  Heidi giggled.

“Or pizza.”  Summer added.

“Or dessert.”  Heidi chirped right back to her.

“This is just the beginning.  You know that right?”  Summer added getting serious, “You really stop caring about what you eat, and you’re going to pack it on.  Stretch marks.  Thighs and ass ballooning out.  Soon enough you will have to make an effort to get off the couch.  You’ll be out of breath walking.  You really want to sign up for this?”

“I’m already there.  It's too late to go back now.  The results are in, I’m festively plump.”  Heidi replied not skipping a beat.

“Hmhm, well welcome to the fat girl club…”  Summer shrugged, as she lead Heidi into the first plus-sized clothing store she’d ever been to.

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Part 10

Keith had been keeping an eye on the road and an eye on Heidi all trip. Glancing at her right now, as she happily snacked on a plum in the passenger seat of the car, he wondered exactly when his rapidly plumping wife would call it quits. She’d already eaten a large McDonalds breakfast two hours ago consisting of two apple pies, two hash-browns, and two sausage egg McMuffin sandwiches, then an hour later she’d polished off a full can of sour cream and onion flavored Pringles followed by six donuts from Dunkin half an hour after that.

 

‘She can’t possibly still be hungry.’ Keith thought to himself, as he figured Heidi was either overeating because she was bored from the long car ride or simply out of that familiar passive aggressive spite she loved to direct his way recently.

 

On the surface things between husband and wife appeared to be going smoothly. Ever since his promotion and Scott’s leg injury, Keith had tackled more responsibility at the office with increasing success. He was working longer hours than usual, but he and Heidi still consistently made time to enjoy each other’s company every day. Granted most of that time was now spend cuddling and snacking on the couch while watching TV, or going out to eat and drink, but quality time was quality time.

 

However, just under the surface, husband and wife each harbored a fair share of resentment toward each other. Each had voiced their issues at one point or another, yet the impasse remained. Heidi continued to take her resentment out on food, stuffing herself silly more and more each passing day, while Keith coped by focusing more and more on work, the very thing that had been the original source of all his stress and his weight problem.

 

As a result, Keith hadn’t been too surprised to discover he’d outgrown his swim trunks from last year. After buying a cheaper replacement pair at the nearest Walmart, Keith weighed himself in secret to both access the damage and avoid Heidi’s judgment. He’d been tremendously disappointed to learn he’d put on 29lbs since his last doctors visit in January. At 319lbs, Keith felt as fat as he looked. Compared to him, Heidi… Well, Heidi still looked like she’d gotten rather fat, but she still was clearly less fat than he was.

 

He was at a loss. In truth, he’d been trying to eat healthier for months, he just didn’t have the willpower to keep steady and resist bad foods, especially now that Heidi was flooding the house with them. He wanted to get back in shape and exercise more, but exercise wasn’t a pleasurable leisure activity anymore, it felt more like work, painful and exhausting.

 

Focusing back on the present, Keith glanced over at his overweight wife and judgmentally deduced that the only reason Heidi had resorted to eating some of the fruit he’d packed was because she’d eaten all of their junk food already. It was irritating to watch Heidi eat like this. He truly struggled with his weight, and with eating healthy. Her purposeful overindulgence felt like an insincere mockery of one of his greatest insecurities.

 

Watching as Heidi noisily munched the plum she was holding to its core, Keith realized with a bit of annoyance and apprehension that the only way his plump wife would quit eating, was probably if she ran out of food or they arrived at their vacation destination. Luckily, they were only 20-25 minutes away from Ocean City, Maryland.

 

The resort town was a welcome departure from a busy work schedule and the usual New Jersey beaches they normally frequented over the summer. They’d be staying a full week spanning the end of June all the way up to July 4th weekend. As was tradition, the two of them were eager to reunite with their old crew team friends from college, they’d all been coming to the town to party once every year since spring break freshman year of college.

 

Keith was about to reminisce about the good old days when suddenly his attention turned to Heidi rolling down her window and chucking the core of her plum off into the woods beside the road they were speeding down.

 

“You’re not supposed to do that.” Keith chided his wife, as he checked the rear-view mirror to see if any police were on the road behind him.

 

“It’s not littering. It’s biodegradable. Something will eat it.” Heidi countered, while she wiped her hands on the sides of her dark-green-colored, silky lace peplum top.

 

Driving over a slight bump in the road as Heidi spoke, Keith’s eyes were drawn to how the fabric of her top strained as her bloated bust momentarily bounced up and down like a hefty pair of overly inflated water balloons. Heidi had never been particularly busty until this past year, as much as her ** weight gain turned him off, her constantly expanding breasts continued to amuse him. It was like his wife had gotten a boob job, only the natural way. It was one of the few bright sides to Heidi’s spiteful weight gain.

 

He was far less appreciative regarding the growth of his wife’s formerly appealing midsection. Her engorged belly now looked fit to burst her top, it wobbled as well from the commotion, but Keith kept his attention on his wife’s breasts as he responded, “That’s the problem, you don’t want a deer or something coming this close to a busy road.”

 

“Hmm…” Heidi hummed mulling over what her husband had just said, “Point taken. Next time I’ll put the core in the trash bag. Do we have any more plums?”

 

“Haven’t you had enough to eat this morning?” Keith seriously wondered conveying some frustration in his voice that Heidi seemed to enjoy.

 

“Hmm, maybe.” Heidi acknowledged, staring Keith in the eye, while she undid the button of her jeans and added with a wink, “I have to unbutton these to make room. Otherwise, another bite of anything and I might just pop.”

 

“Yeah. No kidding.” Came Keith’s terse reply.

 

Sensing Keith’s disgust, Heidi let her full belly spill outward and onto her thickened thighs. Rolling up her top, and cradling her plump gut, she smiled, “Mhh, I’m so stuffed. I love feeling this full. You’re loving these curves, aren’t you? There is so much of me to squeeze!”

 

“...Damn right.” Keith lied biting his lip and resetting his vision back on the road in front of him. He hated it when Heidi taunted him like this, but he wasn’t going to stoop to her level and criticize her for her weight.

 

“My belly button’s gotten pretty deep. Hmhm, wanna stick your finger in there?” Heidi teased, as she did exactly that. She somewhat enjoyed how firm her gut felt right now. When she was stuffed like this, it kind of reminded her of having abs even if in reality it was just a big firm lump of food inside her slowly turning into fat.

 

“No thanks I’m driving.” Keith replied not interested in his wife’s annoying theatrics.

 

“Come and get it!” Heidi pestered, as she grasped her bloated gut and giggled it a little bit for him to see in the corner of his eye.

 

“Tonight.” Keith promised his crazy wife, as he gazed at Heidi’s gut and internally disapproved of where all Heidi’s gluttonous calories were going since she’d gotten a clean bill of health from her doctor seven weeks ago.

 

“You don’t sound too excited.” Heidi pointed out, “I didn’t make a mistake gaining all this weight, did I? You like it right?”

 

“Oh yeah. I’d take a pudgy gut over a thigh gap any day of the week.” Keith lied through his teeth to save face.

 

“Good, because I still have room for more.” Heidi firmly grunted, as she loudly slapped her big gut for emphasis.

 

…

 

By the time the two finally pulled up to the cheap rental apartments they were staying at, Heidi had forced herself to finish the last of the fruit they packed. As a result, her belly felt as though someone poured concrete into it. Stuffed to the point of physical pain, Heidi didn’t bother buttoning up her jeans as she struggled to exit the car and join her husband in entering the lackluster accommodations their group of friends had decided on.

 

The place was quite simply a dump. Six two-bedroom rental apartments sprawled out in a row. The only reason they were staying here was because they’d stayed here every spring break in college. The only reason they stayed here in college was because the place was dirt cheap, and they’d all been dirt poor college students. So, with that said, the place had sentimental value, but that was about it. It had been roughly six years since they’d last stayed here.

 

Reaching under the doormat and picking up the spare key Abby had left for them, Keith let out a sigh, while Heidi observed him. She could tell from the size of her husband in comparison to the tiny apartment door that he’d clearly put on more weight this year. As she cradled her swollen belly like a pregnant woman. Heidi couldn’t help feeling a bit disgusted her husband had turned into such a pig.

 

Knocking first, and hearing no answer, Keith opened the place up and ventured inside. The door to the place seemed smaller than Keith remembered. Heck, he remembered once carrying Heidi inside one of these dumpy little rental apartments on more than one occasion. Now looking at Heidi spilling out of her clothes like a big fat blimp, he doubted his ability to even carry her at all since she’d gotten so heavy.

 

Heidi and Keith were sharing the dumpy rental apartment with Abby, a crew teammate, and her husband Eric, Abby’s high school crush who she’d ended up shacking up with after returning home after college. Their stuff was unpacked in one of the bedrooms, but they were nowhere to be seen.

 

“Everyone’s probably down by the beach already. We made terrible time.” Keith explained, as he looked at his watch.

 

“Well then, let’s hurry up, unpack and get changed.” Heidi chirped, tossing her bag down and pulling out a bikini before taking a moment to observe the place too. Frankly, it felt like she’d somehow shrunken down and entered a little dollhouse. The windows were tiny, the living room area was tiny, the bedrooms were tiny, the beds were tiny, the kitchen was the smallest Heidi had ever seen and… “The bathroom…”

 

“What?” Keith muttered not hearing what Heidi had squeaked to herself.

 

“Nothing.” Heidi huffed, as she took three steps into the kitchen, opened the bathroom door and let out an audible, “Jesus Christ. This place is worse than I remember! Look at the bathroom!”

 

Stepping into the kitchen, careful not to bump his head on the lower ceiling, Keith saw what Heidi was taking about. Calling the bathroom a closet would do closets a disservice. This broom closet of a bathroom probably violated some local building codes due to how tiny it was. You could hardly even call it a bathroom save for the fact it had a toilet, a sink, and a shower.

 

The door to the bathroom opened outward into the tiny kitchen, because it had to. If the door opened into the bathroom, it would be permanently blocked by the sink. To the left of the sink was the toilet and to the right of the sink was a shower whose drain appeared permanently clogged with sand. The tiny toilet was so squeezed into this room that sitting on it was nearly impossible. It was sandwiched on both sides by the walls, and the sink practicality blocked any access to it. Back in college, Keith had given up on the terrible bathroom completely, opting instead to use the public bathrooms down by the beach, although he knew for a fact Heidi had some drunken memories of vomiting in the sink while resting her formerly fit booty on the toilet.

 

By Heidi’s noticeable silence, Keith suspected that those were the memories now flooding back into her brain too. He watched, as she tentatively tried to maneuver her way into the bathroom to get changed. Her thighs had grown a too thick to squeeze directly passed the edge of the sink and the door frame, but she was able to step her way into the shower side of the bathroom without too much trouble. Her outwardly protruding belly noticeably hung over the sink and jiggled for a moment while she struggled her way into the shower.

 

“Remember when we had sex in this shower?” Heidi inquired, as Keith stuck his head into the bathroom and observed how large his wife looked standing in the empty shower. She’d gotten so chubby she hardly had any room to maneuver inside of the antiquated bathroom. Her hips were nearly as wide as the space between the walls. Waiting for his response, Heidi tossed her bikini above the shower curtain bar, and began attempting to wrestle her tight peplum top off.

 

“I don’t know how we did it.” Keith mused, recalling vaguely lifting Heidi up, pressing her against one of the shower walls and going to town. It had been a tight squeeze back then, surely such a feat would be impossible now considering how much both of them had fattened up since college.

 

“Wanna try again?” Heidi winked, while she successfully freed herself from her top and struggled to tug down her jeans.

 

“I don’t even think I could fit in this stupid bathroom if I tried.” Keith honestly admitted, noticing how Heidi was attempting to look sexy as she stripped herself down to her underwear, but was hilariously failing.

 

“Excuses, excuses. You just don’t wanna f*ck me cause I’m fat. You can admit it.” Heidi spat in a passive aggressive tone, as she finally succeeded in wiggling her jeans off her chunky legs.

 

She did look fat, Keith couldn’t deny that. Her belly alone looked like it was ready to pop. However, not wanting his wife to get the satisfaction of being right, Keith called her bluff, “Alright, nobody’s around. Let’s do this.”

 

“Really?” Heidi cooed clearly surprised.

 

“Really.” Keith hummed getting rid of his own clothes as fast as he could standing in the kitchen.

 

Biting her lip, Heidi undid her bra, and tugged her strained panties off. By the time Keith managed to squeeze himself into the bathroom, the mechanics of having sex in such a small space suddenly worried Heidi, “Umm, so how do we do this?”

 

“Turn around and bend over.” Keith grumbled sounding a little annoyed.

 

Heidi liked the authoritative tone he’d taken but didn’t want her face getting rammed into the shower wall if Keith got carried away. So, Heidi proposed a compromise, “How about you bend me over the sink, and you stand in the shower?”

 

“Fine.” Keith shrugged before honestly wondering, “Should we back out of the bathroom so I can get by you?”

 

“I’ll just squeeze by you. Hold still.” Heidi decided, as she forced her big butt against the wall opposite to where Keith was leaning against the wall.

 

There were obliviously only a few inches of space between Keith’s big gut and the wall, not enough for a woman the size of Heidi to squeeze through, yet Heidi still tried. She’s gotten so fat so fast, her ability to spatially relate hadn’t adjusted yet.

 

“Suck in.” Heidi muttered, as she attempted to force herself passed her husband’s thick gut. Her own stuffed belly felt like a rock compared to his doughy fat.

 

“This isn’t going to work.” Keith doubted, while Heidi made a little progress before getting stuck fully wedged against the wall by her husband’s belly. The wall behind her felt cold, her husband’s blubber against her own felt warm and inviting by comparison

 

“Ehh, it will work if you suck in more!” Heidi murmured slowly realizing she was actually kind of pinned in place thanks to Keith’s and her own excess bulk.

 

“I am.” Keith hummed, as Heidi tried to back out the way she came, but realized she had no room to budge either way.

 

“Ugh!” Heidi gasped with embarrassment, “Alright, this isn’t working. You’re crushing me.”

 

“Told you.” Keith chastised, while he relaxed somewhat and let his belly fully envelop his wife.

 

“Ugh come on Keith! Control your gut!” Heidi squeaked trying to use her pudgy arms to push his belly off of her.

 

“My gut? What about your gut?” Keith protested, as his arms reached around the side of Heidi’s belly and fondled her love handles.

 

“What about my gut?” Heidi blushed looking irritated.

 

“It’s just as much your fault you can’t get by me as mine.” Keith pointed out a little vindictively.

 

“You’re a guy, you should be strong enough move me. It’s not my fault you’re so weak.” Heidi taunted a bit out of her frustration.

 

With that, Keith showed his strength, grabbing Heidi firmly by the hips and, with all his might, he rotated his body toward the shower and pushed her the opposite direction. It took a moment, but with a great effort, Keith was able to free the two of them.

 

While Heidi was still catching her breath from the ordeal, Keith then bent her over the sink and took her from behind rather aggressively. She’d been annoying him all day, and now he had a chance to release some of that tension in a way Heidi enjoyed.

 

“Oh my god! YES!” Heidi cooed, while she tried to catch her breath. During their petty squabbling, she hadn’t realized her husband had gotten so hard.

 

Channeling his frustration with his wife into his sexual efforts, Keith got into a forceful groove Heidi couldn’t resist. Going so far as to pull Heidi’s short hair, as he was thrusting into her, Heidi was on cloud nine. Pulling her hair during sex was a move he’d largely abandoned since college, but it was clear Heidi enjoyed it.

 

Moaning and groaning louder than he was, Heidi kept one hand on the sink to prevent her swollen belly from pressing into it so hard. With her other hand, she wedged it between her chubby thighs and began touching herself, as Keith gave it to her the way she liked it.

 

After a few minutes of this rough sex, it didn’t take long for Heidi to reach her destination.

 

“F*ck baby! I’m c*mming!” Heidi moaned, as Keith really let loose reaching the brink himself.

 

Collectively catching their breath when it was all said and done, the two of them remained in place for a about a minute before either of them said a word.

 

“That… was amazing.” Heidi sighed, as she slowly arched herself upward and turned around to hug Keith and give him a kiss, “Sooo gooood.”

 

“It really was.” Keith agreed trying to gather his bearings.

 

“You’re so strong.” Heidi praised her husband.

 

“Oh yeah?” Keith smiled enjoying the fact he’d just f*cked Heidi into a more complacent mood.

 

“Yeah. Where did that come from?” Heidi wondered, as Keith thought about it.

 

If he was being strictly honest, while what they had just done was a bit more physical than their usual sexual antics, what had just transpired had kind of become typical for the two of them. Though their attraction to each other had decreased over the course of the year, the catharsis of letting out their frustrations in the bedroom had actually seen them turn to sex more frequently than previous years. Even though the sex itself was a bit less active than it used to be, if anything their sex lives had improved somewhat since Heidi let herself go. At the very least, Heidi instigated sex a lot more than she used to. That was the other plus side to her weight gain besides her larger breasts.

 

“Umm, I don’t know.” Keith shrugged not really wanting to get into it with Heidi.

 

“Well, I loved it.” Heidi cooed, as she got upon her tiptoes and gave Keith another kiss, “Great way to start vacation.”

 

With that, the two of them slowly squeezed out of the tiny bathroom and threw on some bathing suits. Keith was very surprised Heidi decided to wear a white bikini. The bathing suit wasn’t slimming at all, if anything it made Heidi look even bigger than she actually was. He couldn’t understand where she got the confidence to wear something like that.

 

Thanks to how self-conscious he felt, along with his new swim trunks, he was wearing an extra-large t-shirt that fully covered his big belly. When Heidi got a glimpse of him, she was even bold enough to let out an audible sigh, “You’re wearing a shirt to the beach?”

 

“I don’t wanna get sunburn.” Keith lied.

 

“That’s what sunscreen is for.” Heidi explained holding out a bottle of 30SPF, “Speaking of which, wanna get my back?”

 

“Sure.” Keith sighed, as he took the bottle and started covering his wife’s chubby back rolls. As he did so, he couldn’t help complaining, “I don’t get how the team manages to stay so fit.”

 

“It’s obvious, isn’t it? Everyone tries really hard to maintain their weight. Except y… Except us.” Heidi managed to correct herself, as she looked down and poked her big blubbery gut and recalled the trouble it had caused her when trying to squeeze by her husband in the bathroom.

 

Appreciating Heidi’s honest admission Keith reciprocated, “If I’m being honest. I guess I’m feeling a little insecure. That’s why I’m wearing the shirt and it’s not coming off.”

 

“If it makes you feel better, I’m feeling a little self-conscious too.” Heidi reluctantly shared, enjoying the way her husband’s hands felt rubbing sunscreen all over her back.

 

“Seriously? Then why are you wearing a bikini?” Keith questioned wanting to understand his wife’s thinking.

 

“I mean… I’m really nervous about what our friends are gonna think about ‘fat Heidi,’ but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to wear a bikini on the beach just because I’m overweight.” Heidi explained matter-of-factly.

 

Smiling, Keith replied, “Well, I think you’ll be the most beautiful girl on the beach, same as always.”

 

“Really?” Heidi hummed turning to face her husband with a big smile on her face.

 

“Really, really.” Keith nodded, as Heidi wrapped her arms around him and gave him a kiss.

 

“Now take your shirt off big boy, we gotta get you sun-screened up too.” Heidi chirped, as Keith recoiled.

 

“The shirt’s not coming off.” Keith shook his head, much to Heidi’s dismay.

 

“It would make me feel less self-conscious if you did.” Heidi pouted in response.

 

“Heidi…” Keith muttered feeling trapped between the desire to support his wife and not humiliate himself in front of his friends.

 

“Are we in this together or not?” Heidi questioned, while squeezing her gut into her husband’s.

 

“We are.” Keith sighed deciding that supporting Heidi trumped his own insecurities in this case.

 

“Good! Then let’s show them the extra weight hasn’t changed who we are.” Heidi chanted holding up her hand for Keith to high-five her.

 

“Alright.” Keith smiled giving Heidi exactly what she wanted, as the two of them quickly finished preparing for the beach and headed out to meet up with the old crew team.

 

…

 

The walk to the beach was a rather slow one, being as stuffed as she was, Heidi couldn’t muster more than a slow waddle. When they actually hit the beach, their progress slowed further. For Heidi, she felt like she was sinking into the sand far more with every step, which of course she was, thanks to her elevated weight.

 

It was due to this notably slow pace that their friends from their crew team days spotted the fat couple approaching well before they were in earshot of them…

 

“That’s Big Tuna alright, but who’s he with? That isn’t Heidi. It can’t be.” Doug speculated in disbelief, as he observed just how soft and wide the woman walking next to Keith appeared. Doug was known for never knowing how to keep his big mouth shut.

 

“It’s Heidi. Look at her hair.” Abby replied, before covering her mouth with her hand and blurting, “Wow, she really let herself go!”

 

With that, the gossip flared up among the group of friends.

 

“I guess her metabolism caught up with her recently.” Abby’s husband, Eric, suggested. Heidi’s white bikini wasn’t hiding a single additional pound she’d added to her figure since last summer.

 

“Oof. More like too many reps of fork to mouth. Look at her belly!” Someone gushed in astonishment, “She really porked up. Wow.”

 

“She was a stunner before. Really sad what marriage does to the female body.” Doug complained to his relatively new girlfriend, Lindsey.

 

Perhaps wanting to fit in, the slightly immature 20-year-old college student snobbishly agreed, “Grew accustomed to that married life, and said bye-bye to those tight abdominals. Happens all the time.”

 

“Dunno what happened, but it wasn't movement…” Someone else muttered in response before Heidi and Keith had finally gotten too close to them for the gossip to continue unnoticed.

 

“Welcome back! Big Tuna!” Doug called out, as some of the guys in the group headed over to shake Keith’s hand and to help Heidi carry her things.

 

Greetings and catching up took a while, as they often did. Not a single comment was made toward the noticeable transformation of the team’s former power couple turned fat couple, perhaps out of respect or maybe fear of getting on Keith’s bad side. The big man had a reputation for demanding respect.

 

When the spectacle had died down, Keith and Heidi set up their things next to Abby and Eric, as well as Doug and Lindsey.

 

“Did you do something different with your hair?” The pregnant redhead asked Heidi while sounding as cheerful as she usually did. Part of Abby was please she wasn’t the only whale on the beach anymore.

 

Smiling in response, Heidi could tell this was Abby’s way of addressing the elephant in the room, her vastly heavier appearance.

 

“No Abby. It’s like I told you on Facebook, I put on some weight and now I’m fat.” Heidi blurted rather bluntly. So bluntly that Doug, Eric, and Lindsey all tilted their heads with some confusion, some of their other friends heading toward the ocean hadn’t heard and didn’t react. Jiggling her stuffed tummy as much as she could without irritating herself, Heidi even pinched her tubby gut for emphasis, “See?”

 

Abby looked speechless, and frankly so did just about everyone else, even Keith.

 

“That’s a big gut! What are you doing about it?” Lindsey wondered trying to sound friendly, “I hope you’re not planning on running. Y’know 99.9% of weight loss is diet. Exercise, especially cardio, just makes you hungrier which can cancel out any caloric deficit gained from cardio. It’s also bad for your joints to run while overweight and is more likely to cause injuries.”

 

For a brief moment there was silence as Heidi stared down this young outsider with a vengeance. Unsolicited diet advice was becoming a common occurrence in Heidi’s daily work life and frankly she was sick of it.

 

“I’m sorry, I don’t know you and I didn’t ask for any of your advice. You’re Doug’s new girlfriend, right?” Heidi inquired about the tall and skinny brunette. She was more than a little insulted by the young girl’s lack of social propriety.

 

“Yeah, I’m Lindsey. I’m sorry, I’m studying exercise science at Douglas University, and I just thought…” Lindsey tried to backpedal.

 

“It’s fine. Listen, my sister Sophie is a personal trainer if I ever wanted the advice of…” Heidi began to explain before the young brunette cut her off excitedly.

 

“Sophie Hill??” The girl practically yipped. Her face suddenly looked far more animated than it did before.

 

“Yeah. Why?” Heidi skeptically replied raising an eyebrow.

 

“Oh my gosh! I follow your sister on Instagram! She is so inspirational!” Lindsey gushed, while Heidi found it pretty hard to believe that a ditzy little diva like this could idolize her obese younger sister to any extent. It was one thing for Summer to support her sister, Summer was probably Sophie’s target audience, overweight moms, but not this fit looking sorority girl.

 

“What’s inspirational about a fat personal trainer who can’t lose weight?” Heidi wondered out loud unable to mask her irritation with her sister’s whole scheme.

 

“Haha, true.” Doug chuckled clearly in agreement.

 

Keith felt both of them were judging Sophie too harshly, but he didn’t feel it was his turn to comment on it.

 

“Yeah… She’s like really fat, but I think she’s lost some weight… In her vlogs… Her struggle is really just… I don’t know. You can’t help but feel for her. I can’t stop watching her stuff.” Lindsey shrugged quieting down since her boyfriend didn’t seem to be on her side.

 

“Last I checked, she was still well over 400lbs. She probably weighs double what I weigh.” Heidi scoffed partially jealous of her sister’s increasing notoriety.

 

“Lindsey’s a fan of the biggest loser too. That’s probably where the obsession comes from. She watches those weight-loss shows like you used to watch Harry Potter Puppet Pals in college.” Doug teased much to Heidi’s embarrassment.

 

“Oh my god! I remember that!” Abby laughed, resting her hands on her pregnant belly similar to the way Heidi was resting her pudgy arms on her own doughier looking gut, “We had to have an intervention!”

 

“Was it that serious?” Lindsey wondered unsure of if they were joking.

 

“No, it wasn’t! And I don’t understand why me watching Harry Potter Puppet Pals after practice was weird, but the men’s team watching literal PORN together wasn’t.” Heidi grunted none-too-pleased about being singled out like this.

 

“What??” Lindsey gasped looking right at Doug with her jaw dropped.

 

“Don’t look at me, it was Bill’s idea.” Doug shrugged, “Back me up here Big Tuna.”

 

“Yeah, that was all Bill’s idea.” Keith nodded remembering clearly the team’s resident sex addict convincing the majority of the team it would be a fun idea.

 

“Okay, but were you both not in attendance during these porn viewing sessions?” Heidi countered not wanting for the boys to deflect blame and then get back to teasing her.

 

“It was just like the harlem shake fiasco; we were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.” Doug said, throwing his hands up as if pleading innocence.

 

“Oh my god the harlem shake video!! You idiots almost got suspended!” Abby laughed recalling that Heidi had ignored her advice and gone with the boy’s team to film the video anyway.

 

“Harlem shake?” Lindsey repeated not really following along.

 

“Doug you gotta stop switching girlfriends every year, I’m tired of having to keep explaining this.” Keith blurted busting his chops.

 

“You don’t have to explain it, I’ll just show her the video, it’s still on Youtube.” Doug sighed, pulling out his phone, searching for the short video and then showing it to his girlfriend, “Here babe, look.”

 

“I thought the dean made you guys take it down?” Abby questioned hearing the familiar music starting to play from Doug’s phone.

 

“We did, but once something’s out there on the internet, it’s out there forever.” Doug shrugged, as he watched Lindsey staring intensely at the video.

 

“Oh my gosh, is that you Heidi? You’re so skinny!” Lindsey gushed a bit taken aback by just how pretty Heidi looked in college. The change was quite significant. She looked like a regular chonker now.

 

“Yeah, I was pretty thin.” Heidi sighed feeling extra aware of the hefty weight her body now carried.

 

“Oh my god what are you wearing?!” Lindsey squealed, as her hands shot to her mouth to hide her smile, “What is everyone doing??”

 

“I think you had to be there to understand.” Keith mentioned twiddling his thumbs.

 

“Mhh-hmm, it was the popular thing to do back then.” Heidi nodded in agreement also unsure of how to justify their behavior other than trend chasing.

 

“It was stupid then, and it is stupid now.” Abby disagreed, as the group couldn’t help laughing as they passed Doug’s phone around to watch the video and relive some of the good old college memories.

 

…

 

As the vacation progressed throughout the week, despite Keith and Heidi’s respective insecurities about their fattened frames, by and large their friends refrained from commenting on their excessive accumulation of weight to their faces. Behind their backs, there was much gossiping, mostly about Heidi. Keith had been letting himself go for a while, but Heidi’s massive transformation in such a short time was a shock. Heidi had pushed herself into a place where her closest college friends now considered her not just overweight, but fat and in need of a serious diet. Such was the bias of the squad of former college athletes.

 

For Heidi’s part, she was oblivious to what was being said behind her back and enjoying certain parts of the vacation and but not others. Bumming by the beach, and tanning in a bikini was always relaxing, so was grabbing some Thrashers fries and some ice cream on the boardwalk, but suddenly walking up and down the boardwalk all day had become a chore that Heidi wasn’t pleased about.

 

Despite professing to Keith on multiple occasions that, “Vacation calories don’t count!” The massive quantities of junk food she was consuming all week, whether it be pizza, corn dogs, funnel cake, Polish water ice, or sugary alcoholic mixed drinks, were affecting her. As was to be expected, Heidi was sporting a near constantly bloated waistline, but for the first time in the heat of the summer, Heidi was experiencing physical fatigue and some low energy in general. So much so that Abby was out pacing her on walks, and Abby was 7-months pregnant lugging around a lot of extra weight thanks to her big prego belly.

 

As such, on Monday Heidi decided to bail on a friendly game of volleyball in favor of grabbing a drink at a local bar with Keith. She hadn’t wanted to exert herself or embarrass herself. On Tuesday, rather than walk the boardwalk, Heidi convinced Abby to ride the tram car up and down the boardwalk with her so they could, “Sample all the ice cream joints.” At night on Wednesday, when the crew went out to Secrets, a popular nightclub, Heidi refrained from dancing in favor of drinking mixed drinks and chowing down on nachos and mozzarella sticks.

 

To everyone around her, even Keith, it looked like Heidi had been consumed by gluttony. Perhaps that was why, on Thursday, during a paddle boarding session the group had booked, Doug was bold enough to bring up Heidi’s current overfed state to Keith…

 

“You wife looks like she’s struggling to keep up.” Doug mentioned, as he looked at Heidi way in the back of their line of paddleboards. The group of former rowers were all pretty good at paddleboarding, although since Abby was pregnant, she was taking it pretty easy. That fact made Heidi’s struggle all the more noticeable, since she appeared to be a little behind her pregnant friend.

 

“She’s probably having some trouble finding her center of balance.” Keith reasoned. Heidi never particularly had any talent for paddleboarding even when she was skinny and fit. Looking over his shoulder to check on her, Keith yelled, “How you doing honey?”

 

In response, Heidi merely held up a thumbs up, nearly wobbling off balance as she did. She looked irritated. She’d conveyed to him before they drove out to the bay that she didn’t want to paddleboard, he’d offered to bail with her, but she didn’t take him up on the offer. She looked to be regretting it now.

 

“Oh sh*t!” Keith cursed losing his balance himself and tumbling into the water with a big splash. As he struggled not to step on any horseshoe craps and get back on his board, he could hear his former teammates laughing at his predicament.

 

“You okay Big Tuna?” Doug asked, as he slowed down and let some of their friends pass them.

 

“I don’t know.” Keith sighed, getting his feet onto the board and slowly managing to get upright on the board again, “I’m kinda worried about Heidi. She doesn’t look happy.”

 

“Yeah, she doesn’t look like she’s doing so hot. Poor girl’s getting too big.” Doug acknowledged much to Keith’s shock, “You gotta start taking better care of yourself, but Heidi’s really pushing it. Dude she’s almost past the point of no return. I don’t know how you put up with it.”

 

Part of Keith wondered if Doug was just trying to spare his feelings by harping on Heidi’s size more than his own. After all, he was still fatter than Heidi by comparison, but this was Doug he was talking to. Doug was always a mouthy bastard, and he never really showed a huge regard for other people’s feelings. It was probably the fact that Heidi was a woman that his perception of her weight gain was more negative.

 

“Marriage is hard sometimes… But, you know, we’re making it work, day-in and day-out. We love each other, so that’s what really matters.” Keith replied misunderstanding what Doug was saying.

 

“Bro, I’m talking about sex.” Doug spelled it out, “If Lindsey fattened up like Heidi, I’d hit it one last time and quit it.”

 

“Pretty f*cking shallow dude. If anything, my sex life with Heidi has improved over the past few months as she’s put-on weight.” Keith acknowledged out loud for the first time. Hearing himself say it felt weird, but he was willing to stick by it. Frequent intense spite-f*cking was certainly an improvement over the less frequent passive-aggressive sex they were having before Heidi got fat.

 

“No f*cking way.” Doug replied looking like he was in disbelief.

 

“What’s that look for?” Keith said calling him out for it.

 

“Don’t get me started brother. I know you don’t want to hear what I have to say.” Doug shook his head.

 

“What?” Keith wondered. He wanted to hear whatever bullsh*t Doug had flowing through his dimwitted mind.

 

“If the sex is better, it’s only because you lowered your standards.” Doug argued. Pausing only to make sure nobody paddling around them was listening in on what he had to say, “Probably because you’re fatter than she is, and you couldn’t do better if you wanted to.”

 

Keith was immediately so furious he couldn’t even form a reply. He should have known better than to invite Doug to speak his mind.

 

“So perhaps a part of you does like the new fatter Heidi, but only because she’s eaten herself out of other men’s range of desirability. In other words, you know she isn’t going to leave you, because she probably couldn’t do better either. Not anymore. Not with that beer gut and girthy bubble butt.” Doug elaborated, never having enough common sense to know when to stop, “You know Abby is always saying sex is like pizza, even when it’s bad, it’s still pretty good. You and Heidi don’t look like you’re very picky about your pizza, so you’re probably not super picky about how good your sex life is either.”

 

The anger Keith was feeling in response to what Doug was saying kept him silent. Doug was lucky they weren’t on solid ground otherwise Keith probably would have forced him to eat a mouthful of dirt for saying that.

 

“You did this to yourself bro. You know my official position is and always will be, don't marry. Marriage makes you lower your standards. It makes women complacent, and it makes them fat and unattractive.” Doug continued spouting off, “When you were sizing up Heidi for marriage, pun intended, the fact that she was always ‘on a diet’, should have been a red flag. A woman who is always ‘on a diet’ is trying to stay ‘not fat’ just long enough to squeeze into that wedding dress. Then after the wedding, the dress comes off, and the mu-mu and sweatpants go on... The second you put that ring on her finger you sentenced Heidi to blow up until she’s the size of a Zeppelin.”

 

“You are so full of sh*t, you know that right? Heidi was not constantly dieting in college. She’s gained some weight, but she’s not unattractive. She’s beautiful. And you know what? F*ck you! I prefer sex with Heidi now that she’s bigger. It’s actually better, more cushion for the push’in feels fantastic but you wouldn’t know because you’re too much of a shallow a**hole pr*ck to give a bigger girl a chance.” Keith managed to snap with irritation. Doug really hadn’t grown up at all since college. In truth, Keith wasn’t as thrilled about Heidi’s weight gain as he was implying, the fact that she’d put on so much weight wasn’t a turn on, aside from her bigger bust, but he wasn’t going to let Doug come after him like this.

 

“You know, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so fine, point taken. I can buy that your wife is still attractive to you, maybe even more attractive to you. But I don’t know man, I don’t know. From my perspective, you’re in a very sad situation. Heidi was hot, like so hot and now she’s not. She just isn’t. And she’s probably not going to get herself back in shape unless you make her. Women simply do not have the inner strength or drive to improve themselves unless you make them do it.” He managed to utter before Keith cut him off.

 

“Can you not with the sexist bullsh*t. You sound just like my boss only I can’t call him on all his cr*p because he’s my f*cking boss.” Keith growled rolled his eyes, as Doug proceeded to ignore him.

 

“If you want your girl to have a nice ass and flat/toned stomach, you have to take charge and get her to that gym. Just whining to her and saying, ‘but honnneeyy, do you really need another slice of cake?’ will only make you come across as a sniveling beta and will further eat away at her willingness to stay fit.” Doug continued ranting, but at this point Keith had heard all he was willing to hear.

 

It was a mistake to indulge Doug.

 

“That’s it. F*ck you. Cool off.” Keith spat, as he used his ore to push Doug’s paddleboard out from under him, forcing Doug to fall into the water with a loud splash.

 

Nearly everyone in their group had passed them by this point, so the only person to laugh at Doug’s expense was Heidi, as she slowly paddled up to them looking more than a little fatigued.

 

“You two, okay?” Heidi asked composing herself.

 

“Oh yeah, Big Tuna was just telling me how refreshing the water was.” Doug lied knowing better then to try to and get even with Keith. The two of them had engaged in several stupid fights in college and Doug knew exactly how messing with Keith ended. Not well.

 

“Oh yeah.” Keith nodded his head.

 

“I’m gonna catch up to the group. You guys coming?” Doug mentioned, as he got back on his board.

 

“I don’t know. I don’t feel good. I might just turn around and head back.” Heidi replied looking like she was tired.

 

“Me too.” Keith answered as well.

 

“Alright, later guys.” Doug waved, as he started rowing away.

 

“What was all that about?” Heidi wondered once Doug had put some distance between them.

 

“Doug’s just a sexist a**hole. Same old, same old.” Keith sighed, “you doing, okay?”

 

“Ughh, not really. I’m so out of shape… Even Abby left me in her dust. How’d you keep up with everyone?” Heidi wondered jealously.

 

“Paddleboarding is all arm strength. It’s not too hard.” Keith shrugged staring at just how much chunkier his wife’s profile looked now.

 

“That explains it.” Heidi sighed, while wiping off some sweat from her face and then pouting, “I’m tired. And hungry... Please feed me.”

 

How she was hungry, Keith had no idea, the girl had spent the whole day chowing down on boardwalk junk. Either way, he wasn’t going to question her, “Alright, let’s get out of here. You want seafood tonight?”

 

“Oh-my-god yesssss haha.” Heidi grinned at the thought of it, “I also wanna do one of those duck chugging things.”

 

“Duck chugging?” Keith questioned raising an eyebrow.

 

“You know where you chug a bottle of twisted tea and a shot out of a hollowed out upside-down decoy. I saw Sophie do it on Instagram. It looked fun.” Heidi explained more clearly.

 

“Sure, no problem. Looks like your sister isn’t totally useless after all.” Keith teased sarcastically.

 

“She has her moments.” Heidi acknowledged, as she tried to maneuver her paddleboard next to Keith to give him a kiss, but she lost her balance and ended up tackling him into the bay water.

 

Once again, they heard some laughter in the distance from their friends. Heidi looked embarrassed and upset by it, so Keith wrapped his arms around his plump wife, squeezing his gut into hers, and said, “Are we in this together or not?”

 

“We are.” Heidi sighed trading in her frown for a smile.

 

“The extra weight hasn’t changed who we are.” Keith chanted holding Heidi firm and giving her a loving kiss, and then adding, “F*ck them, let’s eat.”

 

“Mhh... Let’s…” Heidi hummed feeling goosebumps from her husband’s loving support.

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Part 11

        All that remained of her lunch by the time Heidi returned to her mother’s pastry shop was a 12-inch footlong Turkey sub slathered in mayonnaise and a double helping of extra meat and cheese.  Heidi had eaten the bag of accompanying Doritos at a stoplight, devoured her dessert, four double chocolate chip cookies, at four different stop signs, and washed it all down with an extra-large helping of Coca Cola once she’d parked outside the bakery.

        Consuming her meal’s meager add-ons had done nothing to abate the obese woman’s hunger.  For Heidi no longer ate until she was satisfied or full, she ate until she couldn’t eat anymore, or when she ran out of food.  As such, every morning Heidi felt a little fatter than she had been the previous day.  And today was no different.

        There was a time in Heidi’s life, not so long ago, that such a realization might have terrified her, but at this point, apathy had made her numb to any internal sense of shame that might be lingering under the surface.  She was fat now.  There was simply no way of getting around it.  In the three months since the 4th of July, she’d put on no less than 35 pounds.  She’d spent a little over a month as her mother’s new employee after her youngest sister Keeley had gone to college, and the job was already doing a number on her waistline.  Now her BMI was nearly the same as her husbands.  If she considered Keith to be fat, and she did, it would be unfair not to acknowledge she’d now acquired the same status.

        Her reflection in the mirror confirmed this new worldview.  No longer was the weight settling in the ‘right places’ she was fat all over and there was no denying it.

        When the summer started, she’d straddled the borderline between overweight and fat for an American woman.  Somehow, being merely overweight had been more socially acceptable than being considered full on fat.  Where strangers, coworkers and passersby used to offer the occasional unprovoked diet advice, now they looked upon Heidi with an unspoken disapproval.  Keith had long complained about such a phenomenon, but Heidi never understood it until society deemed her fat herself.

        Her body, once a key piece of pride for her delicate identity was now a source of social scorn.  Sure, friends and family were polite about it, but even those closest to her had begun treating her differently.  The change was subtle at first.  Apart from Shauna, nobody ever invited her to physical activities anymore.  The tennis squad had fractured.  Lina had been the first to quit thanks to Scott’s leg injury.  The dedicated Korean-American trophy wife wanted to spend her time nursing her elderly lover back to health, Heidi couldn’t blame her.  Summer had been the next to flake out, claiming to be too busy with her children and business to keep active with exercise.  Becca was in the same boat.  Shauna offered to keep playing with Heidi, but ever since the slim model had gotten back into 120-pound shape, tennis matches between them were no longer a pleasant contest.  Heidi was over 100 pounds heavier than her ditzy friend.  No matter how badly she wanted to, she couldn’t compete.

        In the absence of exercise, Heidi had grown lazier.  She’d grown content with TV, movies, dinners, and game nights rather than anything active.  Even when it came to sex, Heidi had grown completely comfortable with making Keith do all the work.  She’d outgrown most of her wardrobe again, but unlike her previous experiences with sizing up, Heidi wasn’t as quick to buy more accommodating clothing.  Driving to the mall had become a chore Heidi loathed ever since she’d been fat-shamed by a teenage sales-associate at Victoria’s Secret.  Heidi gave the brat a piece of her mind and gotten thrown out of the store because of it.

        So here she was, her stomach bulging out of her long sleeve shirt, it’s excess bulk only hidden by the large black apron which served as her uniform when she was helping her mother out at the bakery.  However, even partially shrouded by the black garment, Heidi’s rounded gut jutted outward in a way that was anything but slimming.  Sucking in wasn’t an option anymore, she’d grown too fat for that.  Her fat gut pooched outward enough that she could, and often did, rest it upon the check-out counter.

        Though not as obviously as her belly, the apron clung tightly across Heidi’s swollen chest drawing attention to just how busty the formerly fit blonde had grown.  Down lower, her tubby legs were covered by black leggings stretched to capacity.  Embarrassingly, her white undies were actually partially visible through the fabric from behind thanks to Heidi’s expansively thick butt.  Although, Heidi remained unaware of this fact because nobody had the heart to point it out to her, not even her own mother.

        However, waddling into the bakery with her sandwich, Heidi’s mind wasn’t on the obvious downfall of her figure, it was on the soon to be savory taste of the sustenance she was holding.  At least that was until her mother got her attention.

        “Heidi!  You’re back!  Good!  Try this buttercream!  I can’t tell if it needs more sugar.”  Marianne hummed, as she scooped a big spoonful of the white creamy substance and offered it to Heidi as she lumbered forward and approached.

        Not bothering to grab the spoon for herself, Heidi allowed her mother to feed it to her directly.  Chomping down and sucking the spoon dry, Heidi hummed with satisfaction as she processed the taste of her mom’s buttercream.

        “It’s perfect!”  Heidi managed to squeak after gulping down the calorie dense frosting.

        “Wonderful!  I’ll whip up some more, so we have enough for the cakes!”  Marianne cheerfully hummed, as Heidi wiped some frosting off her cheek, licked her fingers, and then set up shop near the register so she could finish her lunch.

        Plopping down in the tall chair behind the register, Heidi let her belly rest upon the table, as she leaned forward and unwrapped her sub.

        Engrossed in doing this, Heidi didn’t bother to look up when the front door chimed, signaling that a customer had entered the establishment.

        

        Hearing footsteps approaching her, Heidi’s attention remained fully on her sandwich as she took her first big bite.

        “Can I have a bite?”  A familiar voice requested, as Heidi focused in front of her and spotted…

        “Lina?  Umm, sure.”  Heidi replied happy to see her friend.  Where Shauna and Summer had seemingly ghosted her recently, Lina stopped by the bakery nearly every other day to trade gossip and snack on pastries.  The Korean-American trophy wife had always had an outrageous appetite, so perhaps it shouldn’t have been a big surprise to Heidi that she made a rather enjoyable eating partner.

        Five months ago, when Scott had injured his leg, Lina's had weighed in at a fit and firm 125lbs of lean muscle; however, ever since she stopped exercising to spend more time taking care of him, her extreme hunger had begun to do some damage to her figure.  Lina had grown soft and slightly pudgy these past few months.  She now weighed around 160 pounds, but she was blessed that most of the excess chub she'd added to her figure had bolstered her natural hourglass shape.

        As she handed over her sub, Heidi watched in horror as Lina began quickly taking bite after bite, nearly taking half the sandwich into her mouth before she started to chew.

        “What are you doing?!”  Heidi yelped in shrill fashion, as she tried and failed to grab her sandwich back from Lina.  The gluttonous trophy wife had pulled it just out of her reach from behind the counter.  With too much of her weight leaning forward, Heidi’s back lacked the ability to pull herself back upward, so instead she collapsed, belly first, onto the countertop complaining, “Stop!  You’re eating so much of it!!”

        “I’m sorry.”  Lina managed to mutter with her mouth overly full.  She chewed for a moment before continuing, “I’m just really hungry today.”

        “Oh yeah?  I am too!  Why do you think I bought a footlong!”  Heidi grunted clearly looking upset over the injustice she just suffered at the hands of her greedy friend.  Managing to push herself off the counter and back upright, Heidi contemplated chasing after her friend, but she knew she stood zero chance of catching her.

        “I’m sorry.”  Line sighed before offering the sub back to Heidi, and then suddenly changing her mind the moment Heidi reached for it, causing the fattened blonde to nearly topple over again.

        “Are not!”  Heidi growled feeling spiteful.  She didn’t like this game Lina was playing.  Not one bit.  Without exercise as an outlet, Lina could be annoying.  The girl had too much energy for her own good.

        “I am, here.”  Lina smiled, offering Heidi what was left of her sub again.

        Not taking the bait this time, Heidi simply crossed her chubby arms and replied, “It’s fine.  Just have the rest of it…  I’ll fill up on sweets.”

        “Hey don’t be upset.  I’m just messing around.”  Lina swore, although Heidi wasn’t buying it.

       “Like hell you are.”  Heidi growled glaring her eyes at Lina.

       “I’ll run out and get you another one, or whatever else you want.  Right now.  I’ll do it.  I swear.”  Lina promised somewhat more sincerely, as the front bell dinged again in the distance.

        Deciding to give her friend a chance to redeem herself, Heidi relented, “Okay.  I want a McDouble and a McFlurry.  Make it snappy.”

        “Anything else?”  Lina questioned sounding like she was trying to sweeten the deal and prove her sincerity.

        Thinking for a moment, Heidi rested her hands upon her belly and added, “Fine.  Get me two large fries with that as well.”

        “Alright, as long as you promise not to dunk the fries in the McFlurry.”  Lina countered, as she eyed her portly friend’s posture.  Lina had long since come to terms with Heidi’s fattened figure, but sometimes just how drastic the change to Heidi’s body had been left her speechless.

        “I make no promises.  In fact, if I decide to dunk my fries in my McFlurry, you have to watch.”  Heidi smiled seeing that Lina was grimacing.

        “Haha, you’re evil!  You know that?”  Lina laughed feeling, as though Heidi was finally relaxing.

        “You ate my food.  You’re dead to me if you don’t do as I say!”  Heidi joked barely able to stop herself from giggling. 

        “No problem.  I’ll be back in a few minutes, okay?”  Lina replied, as she handed Heidi what remained of her turkey sub and turned to leave.  However, as she caught a glimpse of the other customer who had entered the story, she quickly turned around yet again and gasped, “Hide me!”

        “What?  What’s wrong?  Who is that?”  Heidi inquired glancing at the lady on the other side of the story with curiosity.

        “Can I just come back there??  I need to hide!”  Lina pleaded desperately, as Heidi stood to the side and let her friend climb over the cashier’s counter.

        “Okay, but why though?”  Heidi demanded again, “Who is that?”

        “That’s Scott’s ex-wife!”  Lina squeaked quietly, while she sat behind the counter and breathed a sigh of relief.

        “That old lady over there?”  Heidi muttered doubtfully.

        

        “In case you forgot, Scott’s an old man.  That’s her.  I’m positive.  I’ve seen pictures.  Scott’s still friends with her on Facebook.”  Lina rapidly explained.

        “Why don’t you want her seeing you?  You’re not the one Scott cheated on her with?”  Heidi wondered earnestly.

        “Still.  It’s awkward and I have no idea what to say.”  Lina grunted, “Will you just get rid of her?”

        “No, she’s a customer.”  Heidi replied chastising her friend for her obnoxious fears.

        “Then help her find what she wants.”  Lina expressed, “The faster you get rid of her, the quicker I can get you your McDonalds!”

        When appealing to Heidi’s conscious failed, appealing to her stomach was always a sure-fire way to motivate the fatty.

        “Fine, fine.  I’ll see if she needs any help.”  Heidi agreed, as she lumbered around the counter and waddled slowly over to the lady.

        As she approached the old wooden floorboard creaked loudly under Heidi’s weight.  The noise tipped off the older woman who turned to see who was approaching her.  All Heidi could think to herself in this moment was, ‘Stupid floor…  Thanks for making me feel like a fatty…’

        “Hello.”  Scott’s ex wife spoke as she turned.  Her voice sounded familiar.

        In response, Heidi smiled and asked, “Hey, do you need any help finding anything?”

        It was then Heidi recognized this woman.

       “Dr. Keller?  I mean, Veronica?”  Heidi muttered a bit taken aback.  Lina had been positive this was Scott’s ex-wife.  Heidi couldn’t believe she never connected the dots before.

        “That’s me.”  Veronica smiled warmly, as Heidi froze.

        ‘She doesn’t recognize me…’  Heidi thought, while she quickly pondered how to refresh her therapist’s memory.  The last time she’d seen Veronica had been many months and many pounds ago.

        “I know you, don’t I?”  Veronica hummed, as she adjusted her glasses, leaned forward and studied the fat blonde in front of her.

        In the face of this scrutiny, Heidi couldn’t help, but blush in her silence.

       “My… Look at you…”  Veronica gushed, as her brain solved the complex equation standing before her, “Heidi!  You look… a little different than I remember.  How are things with your husband?”

        Shocked and impressed that the old woman had so quickly recalled both who she was and what her problem had been, Heidi struggled to find the words to answer at first.

        “You’re still together I hope.”  Veronica added in a caring sort of way.

        “We are.  Things are…”  Heidi hesitated to say ‘better’.  Although, it was the first word that came to her mind, she couldn’t bring herself to say it, because it didn’t feel completely true to say.  So instead, Heidi went with another word, “different.  Things are different.”

        “How so?  If you don’t mind me asking.  This isn’t a therapy session or anything, but it has been a long time since you’ve stopped by.  I assumed the problem must have resolved itself a long time ago.”  Veronica explained, as Heidi shook her head, causing her chubby cheeks to jiggle slightly.

        “It hasn’t resolved itself.   It’s just been morphing into different, maybe less severe, problems.  I’ve been meaning to come see you.  It’s just never felt like the right time… and… I’ve gotten so fat these past few months…  I was embarrassed by the idea of you seeing me like this.”  Heidi admitted sounding a little forlorn and wrapping her hands around her expansive waist.

        “A therapist’s job isn’t to judge, it’s to heal.”  Veronica replied kindly, as she put her hand on Heidi’s shoulder and gave her a smile, “I can see you’ve gained a lot of weight, do you want to talk about it?  Or anything for that matter.”

        “I wouldn’t want to hold you up.”  Heidi muttered nervously.  In truth, she did have some things she wanted to talk about, but she was nervous to say them out loud.

        Veronica could see that the pained entitlement in Heidi’s eyes had been replaced by something else.  Had the blonde beauty’s ego been bruised?  The girl’s confidence was nowhere to be found today.

        “I’ve got nowhere to be.  I was looking for some cookies for a little get together I’m throwing for some friends later.  I drive by this bakery all the time, so I figured I’d give it a try.  I didn’t know you worked here.  I thought you worked at the hospital?”  Veronica explained methodically.

        “I still do.  My mom runs the bakery, I’m just helping out for a few months part-time.”  Heidi replied a little meekly.

        “I see.  And what do you do at the hospital?  I’ve always wanted to know.”  Veronica confessed, as she tried not to let her eyes linger on the hefty size of Heidi’s frame.  Eye contact was key to getting Heidi to open up.

        “I’m a vascular sonographer.”  Heidi droned not really in the mood to explain what she did right now.

        “Wow.” Veronica responded sounding impressed.

        Heidi smiled.  Of all the people in her life, only her therapist was knowledgeable enough to know what she did.  She appreciated not having to explain it more than Veronica could ever understand.

        “What’s that?”  Veronica’s voice echoed around the depths of Heidi’s mind.

        Her smile faded.  Her eyes probably revealed the fact that she was a little annoyed to have to explain it for the 1000th time.

        “I put warm goo on people’s bodies and scan people’s veins and arteries for problems.”  Heidi said, as concisely as possible.

        “Oh, like ultrasound?”  Veronica sought to clarify.

        “Yup, I’m an ultrasound technician technically.”  Heidi replied wanting to get the pleasantries over with so she could get come advice about Keith.

        “Do you scan a lot of pregnant women?”  The therapist questioned.

        “It’s not my job to scan for b**s, if that’s what you’re asking, but I suppose I could no problem.”  Heidi responded quickly.

        “Very cool.”  Veronica nodded processing it all.

        Uncomfortable with the silence, Heidi added, “It pays the bills and provides me some purpose in life so…  Yeah, I guess it’s pretty cool.”

        “That’s good, that’s good.  Being happy with your work is important.”  Veronica assured her.

        “The work is fine, it’s my coworkers that irk me sometimes.  Especially Gretchen.”  Heidi grunted at the thought of her annoying coworker.

        “Gretchen?”  Veronica echoed.

        “She’s an uppity CrossFit gym bunny I work with, although ever since I got my schedule changed, I haven’t been forced to share a shift with her.  I actually haven’t seen her all summer.  It’s been great.”  Heidi nearly chuckled, she’d specifically picked her schedule to avoid the brat.

        “So, no stress from work?”  Veronica probed sounding like she’d gone into therapist mode.

        “There is still stress.”  Heidi asserted opening up a bit thanks to Veronica’s calm nonjudgmental questions, “I was giving a tour to students who visited two days ago…  During the tour I walked faster than my usual walking speed, because… y’know… I didn’t want to confirm the prejudice that fat people are lazy or slow…  But toward the end of the tour, I was getting tired…  I was climbing the stairs pretty quickly…  And I noticed my hands felt warm.  I kept walking but after two floors I was out of breath and sweating and all I could think was that, like, sh*t!  Now they all think I’m unfit!   I mean, I am pretty unfit right now, but I don’t want strangers seeing that.  You know?”

        “That must be tough.”  Veronica replied trying to validate Heidi’s feelings.

        “It is.”  Heidi huffed getting a little emotional, “A little while ago I was shopping for bras and a teenage sales associate at Victoria’s Secret came up to me and said, ‘we don’t carry plus sizes here.’  I f*cking exploded on her.  They kicked me out of the store.”

       “Oh my word.  That sounds awful!”  Veronica gasped seeing the pain in Heidi’s expression as she said it.

        “I feel like my world’s been turned upside-down.  I feel like such a fat loser sometimes…”  Heidi concluded wanting to hear what Veronica had to say.

        “You’re certainly not a fat loser, but I can understand how you might feel that way.  You’ve gone through a rather rapid change regarding your weight.  I imagine it’s going to take some time to adjust.”  Veronica replied trying to be supportive, “Maybe you could fill me in on how things are going with your husband?  And how your weight got so… elevated?”

        “The weight?  Getting fat was the plan remember?  Keith wasn’t going to snap out of his weight-related apathy on his own.  I need to teach him how bad it feels when a spouse throws all care out the window and grossly let’s themselves go.  So that’s exactly what I’m doing.  No fit husband, no fit wife.”  Heidi explained sounding a little vindictive, “It started with fast food, I took a liking to it.  I started picking up something fast before or after work, but before long I was eating junk every day.  Then I started getting lazy.  I can’t remember the last time I exercised.  Why walk somewhere when a car can do it for me?  I outgrew my wardrobe, so I’d shop for new things which was rewarding in a way because I love shopping.  Eating whatever I want is fun, I’ve had to start backing up my seat in the car to make more space for my growing belly, but I don’t care.  I’d rather do that than pass on a milkshake.  As much as it sucks…  getting fat is kind of addicting.”

        Unsure of how to respond, Veronica nodded her head hoping Heidi would continue on her own.  Heidi took a few moments deep in thought.  These were not easy topics for her to talk about.  However, after thinking it through, Heidi did slowly continue.

        “I love Keith.  He’s my best friend.  His weight was an issue for me, and it still is, but…  I think in hindsight the bigger issue was the complacency.  We still did all the thing’s married couples are supposed to do, but the passion wasn’t there.  I think his job zapped it from him, and I think for me, the way he was so apathetic about his weight gain just rubbed me the wrong way and turned me off.  And…  I think me being turned off hurt his feelings, which I think only made things worse.  Food is a source of comfort for him, it’s kinda a source of comfort for me now too so I think I finally get why he struggles.”  Heidi articulated before adding, “I put on all this weight to try and make him understand how I was feeling, but I think the process of getting fat actually helped me understand the way he was feeling.  People treat you differently when you’re fat.  It’s emotionally exhausting and physically exhausting.  It’s not easy to make healthy choices when your routine habits are unhealthy.  As odd as it sounds, the bigger I’ve gotten, the closer we’ve gotten as a couple.  He always supported me, but now that I’m struggling with being fat, he supports me even more.  And I’m doing better supporting him.  I realize I wasn’t always great with that in the past.  I think since we’ve both got a common weight problem now, we’re a lot more united than we were before.  It’s us against the world.  That’s how it felt when we first started dating and now, we have that again.”

        “So…  The passion’s back?  Mission accomplished?”  Veronica wondered.  She found what Heidi was venting at her to be a lot to take in.

        “The passion’s back in a way.  Things are kinda better in the bedroom, I mean the sex is much better, but I don’t know.  I’d still be more attracted to him if he got back in shape, and I’m sure he’d find me more attractive if I got fit again, he just won’t admit it.”  Heidi explained, as she subconsciously pursed her lips with a little irritation.

        “And that bothers you?”  Veronica correctly observed.

        “Kind of.  Yeah.  It’s not that I have to be right about this, but I AM right about this.  Physical preferences matter and as a couple we should acknowledge that.”  Heidi concluded firmly, while her arms fell to her big, rounded belly.

         “Well from what I remember you used to describe sex with your husband almost like a chore, so I think that’s an improvement that you need to be proud of.”  Veronica hummed, as she processed everything, “Bodies come in all shapes and sizes, everyone deserves love and respect, regardless of their weight.  It sounds like you are giving your husband the love and respect he deserves, and it sounds like he is reciprocating these feelings.  But…  For you to be happy it sounds like you need to stay true to the way you feel.  My professional advice is to talk to your husband about this again.  Open up to him about how you are feeling, make him understand.”

         “Talking about it never works.  He just gets defensive.  He won’t admit he finds me less attractive fat, or that weight matters at all.  Until he meets me halfway, I feel like we’re stuck where we are.  And I mean, I’m not unhappy with where we are anymore.  His weight bothered me more in the past than it does now.”  Heidi shrugged causing her doughy body to jiggle a bit in response, “And if anything he’s only put on more weight this year.”

         “But you’re unhappy about the weight you’ve gained.”  Veronica pointed out once again struggling to take in just how much wider and fatter her formerly thin and trim client had become.

        Letting out a sigh, Heidi slapped her fat belly and corrected her therapist with some conviction, “That I’m gaining.  I’m not stopping until he admits I’m right about this.  I’ve come this far.  As much as it sucks being fat.  I’m not stopping now.”

         “Then it doesn’t sound like there is much else I can do for you at this point other than remind you that you might find some light exercise a great way to deal with some of the stress you are feeling related to your weight.”  Veronica explained, as she eyed her fat client up and down before continuing, “If you ever want to bring your husband in for a couple’s session.  I’d be more than happy to do that.  Also, if you ever want to talk about anything, please feel free to stop by.  I really do enjoy our conversations.”

        “I do too.”   Heidi smiled appreciating Veronica’s advice and perspective, “Let me help you find those cookies for your get-together later.”

        “Thank you so much.”  Veronica smiled.

        “Thank you.”  Heidi insisted, as she showed the older lady around the bakery and eventually lead her to an ideal spread for her little get-together later.

        When her therapist paid for the food and left, Lina had more than a few questions about why the whole ordeal of getting Scott’s ex-wife out of the store had taken so long.  Heidi answered honestly, and before long Lina headed off on a food run to make up for the sandwich she’d snatched from her friend earlier.

        Later in the day, after Heidi’s shift ended at her mother’s bakery she returned home briefly.  There were still two hours before Keith got home from work and the two of them went over to his parent’s house for dinner tonight to celebrate his birthday.  Heidi loved Keith’s parents but his mother, Debby, wasn’t always the most pleasant person to be around.  Ever since Heidi had started noticeably putting on weight, her mother-in-law had been passively aggressively on her case about it.

        The sense of dread she felt about having to put up with her caused Heidi to experience some anxiety, so much so that she opened a pint of Ben & Jerry’s to try and lift her spirits, but it seemed that today, food wasn’t the answer to her apprehension.  Glancing at the clock, Heidi got a strange thought in her head: ‘If I hurry, I could still make it to yoga…’

        Yoga wasn’t something Heidi had partaken in for months, but perhaps her conversation with Veronica earlier had stirred some yearning for it within her.  For the first time in a long time, Heidi decided to go to yoga.

        20 minutes later, Heidi cautiously entered the yoga studio.  She was feeling a little nervous.  Her newer pair of yoga pants fit her tighter than she’d anticipated.  She was able to pull them above her deep belly button, but they really hugged her booty and belly fiercely.  Additionally, under her tight-fitting tank top, she’d thrown on the largest sports bra she owned but it felt like it was ** the air out of her slowly.  Although she was uncomfortable in her clothes, Heidi pressed forward anyway.

        When she was first trying to put on weight, she’d been so obsessed with wanting people to confirm she was indeed growing.  Now that she was feeling huge, she prayed for just the opposite.

        Entering the locker room Heidi threw her sports bag in a locker and headed into the bathroom to wash her hands before class.  She lathered them with soap and doused them with some water, in doing so the heavy woman caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror or rather she caught part of a glimpse of herself.

        Something Heidi hadn’t noticed until now was that the mirrors in the yoga studio’s bathroom were rather tall and narrow.  She’d actually grown too wide to see all of her body in one of the mirrors when she was standing in front of the sink.

        “Gosh, that’s embarrassing…”  Heidi hummed to herself, as she pulled the waistband of her tight yoga pants upward a little higher and tried to suck in her stomach. 

        Even doing her best to minimize her enhanced size, Heidi thought she still looked like a big fat ball of fried dough.  Letting out her breath and watching her gut surge outward again, Heidi pressed a finger deep into her fattened midriff, watched her belly swallow her finger whole, and then growled at herself, “Eww, I’m so f*cking porky…”

         Placing both hands under her outwardly jutting belly, Heidi cradled her underbelly’s round girth before lifting it up, feeling it’s weight, and then dropping it and watching her fat figure jiggle in response.  Heid couldn’t help shaking her head in disgust, “Disgusting…”

        ‘It’s a wonder Keith hasn’t caved yet…’  The big blonde thought to herself.

        Ignoring her insecurities for now, Heidi made her way into the class and arrived just after everything had gotten started.  Trying not to disturb anyone, Heidi quietly made her way toward the back of the studio.  When she was looking for a spot to set up her mat, that’s when she noticed a friend waving at her.

        “Hey Heidi!”  Shauna excitedly smiled, as she motioned for Heidi to set up her things next to her.  Not wanting to cause a scene, Heidi did as Shauna suggested and took the spot next to her.

        Once Heidi was ready, she mirrored the downward dog pose Shauna had just transitioned too.  The pose was a difficult one for Heidi to hold since it put a lot of pressure on her wrists.  She tried to tilt herself backward and put more of her weight on her legs, but her body simply wasn’t as flexible as it used to be.  Through pure grit, Heidi was able to hold herself up until the class transitioned to an easier cobra pose, but right from the start Heidi worried in the back of her mind that coming to yoga in her unathletic condition might have been a mistake.

        Looking over at Shauna as the class continued, the ditzy brunette was having no trouble.  She looked firm, perfect, and toned.  Every bit the stunning model that she was.

        Heidi felt like a bloated whale next to her, but to her credit, Shauna was nothing but supportive, even when Heidi started struggling.  The hefty blonde’s issues were many.  She was out of shape, quickly out of breath, perspiring too much, and fatigued too easily.  Her body had simply grown too heavy for her to easily maneuver.

        On one occasion when Heidi was forced out of a pose and onto her knees to give herself a rest, Shauna whispered with concern, “You okay?”

        “I’ve been better.”  Heidi grunted feeling embarrassed, “I’ve really let myself go…”

        “Keep your head up.  You’re doing great.”  Shauna tried to encourage her friend.

        “Doesn’t feel like it.”  Heidi pouted, as she wiped some sweat from her forehead and tried to dry her hands upon her thighs only to discover her legs were getting a little warm and moist from her exertions as well.

        “Keep your head up, class is almost over.  Don’t quit now.  You’ll regret it later.”  Shauna countered, as she transitioned to a standing warrior pose with the rest of the class.

        Heidi slowly followed suit, although her body wobbled endlessly, as she tried to hold the pose.  With some frustration in her voice, Heidi did her best to try and encourage herself, “If I survive this…  I’m getting some curly fries on my way home.”

        “Mhh…  It’s been forever since I’ve had curly fries…”  Shauna hummed, closing her eyes and imagining the tasty treat.

        “And a big fat chocolate milkshake with whipped cream and a cherry on top.”  Heidi embellished, as her stomach started doing her thinking for her.

        “God that sounds soooo good!”  Shauna squeaked, clearly starved as usual.

        “Then come with me after class.”  Heidi proposed to her skinny friend.

        “I don’t know…  If I don’t stick to my diet…  You know how easily I put on weight.”  Shauna pouted looking a little down.

        “You only live once Shauna.  I get you have to make sacrifices for your job, but if you can’t indulge once in a while with friends, what’s even the point?”  Heidi argued convincingly.

        “You’re such a bad influence, but you’re right.  Let’s do it.  Wanna grab drinks after?  If I’m gonna have a cheat day, might as well go all in.”  Shauna inquired, feeling excited.

        “I can’t, I’m celebrating Keith’s birthday tonight with his parents.”  Heidi explained, “What about tomorrow night?  I’ll be free after work.”

        “Two cheat days?  In a row?  Are you trying to make me fat?”  Shauna accused in a playful tone.

        “If you don’t wanna hang out with me, that’s fine.  Just say so.  I understand.”  Heidi countered feigning that she was offended.

        “I wanna hang out.  It’s been forever.”  Shauna affirmed, “Let’s do it.”

        “Awesome.”  Heidi smiled, as the class transitioned to another difficult pose and Heidi once again struggled to maintain it.

        As the class slowly came to a close, Heidi found herself needing to pause for breaks more often.  When it was all said and done, Heidi felt truly exhausted.  If not for an energy bar Shauna had stashed away in her sports bag, Heidi probably wouldn’t have had enough energy to make it to the car.

        The two friends chatted for a bit outside their cars, enjoying cooling off in the fresh air before setting out for some savory treats.  

        “Sometimes I wish I’d never gotten into modeling.”  Shauna admitted, while Heidi raised an eyebrow in surprise.

        “But you love it.”  Heidi countered, as she jealously looked over Shauna’s flawless body.

        “I do, but I don’t love the preparation, the sacrifices, the constant exercise…  I’m tired and hungry all the time…  It gets worse every year.”  Shauna pouted, while she gazed over her friend’s bulbous body, jealously as well.  Even though Heidi groaned about yoga and tennis, she got to indulge in everything she desired.  That kind of freedom Shauna could only dream of.  For the longest time, the ditzy brunette feared getting fat above all else, but slowly her greatest fear was of missing out on the joyful things in life such as food and friends.

        “Shauna, you know you don’t have to be a model, right?  You could be anything you want to be.  Jeff will support you.  Your friends will all support you.  Everyone just wants you to be happy.  And you’re the only person who really knows what’s going to bring you that happiness.  You’re not going to read it in a book or stumble across the answer watching TV.”  Heidi explained, trying her best to impart some wisdom upon her struggling friend, while her one hand subconsciously massaged her hefty lower roll of stomach pudge.

        “Y’know.  You’re absolutely right.  The only problem is.  I don’t know what I wanna do.  Modeling’s the only thing I’m good at.”  Shauna shrugged, as she eyed the way Heidi was touching herself with interest.

        “If that’s what you honestly think, you need to try some new things.  I’m sure you’ve got a lot more talent than you give yourself credit for.”  Heidi continued, as she noticed the odd way Shauna was looking at her and decided to address it, “What?”

        “You’re looking, bigger than I remember.”  Shauna observed innocently before realizing how her comment might have sounded, “I don’t think you look bad!  I was just…”

        “I’m fat.  It’s okay.  I know you’re not trying to offend me.”  Heidi sighed, as she leaned her back backward slightly and really pushed out her belly for Shauna to see, “As you can see, I have gotten a lot bigger recently.”

        “You’re bigger than Summer.”  Shauna once again pointed out a bit ignorant to how negative her comment might have sounded.

        “Umm, yeah.  She’s, like, 225lbs I think?  I’m at least 244lbs.  Plus, she’s taller than me.” Heidi blushed feeling a little embarrassed to say it out loud.

        In response, Shauna’s eyes widened with astonishment, the ditzy brunette once again glanced at Heidi’s big belly, this time with more surprise on her face, “Why do you keep doing this to yourself?  Hasn’t your husband learned his lesson by now?”

        “It’s all or nothing at this point.  Things have gotten a lot better with Keith in some ways, but I’ve come too far to give up now.”  Heidi rationalized a little surprised Shauna had uncharacteristically remembered why she’d started putting on weight in the first place.  

        Although Shauna couldn’t comprehend Heidi’s dedication to her ludicrous plan, she admired her friend’s resolve.  The ditzy brunette only wished she had the same resolve to follow through on quitting modeling.  Trying to be supportive, Shauna said, “Well then, shall we get some milkshakes and curly fries?”

        “We shall.”  Heidi smiled, as she rubbed her tummy and did her best to look ravenous, “I’m starving.”

        “Hahaha,” Shauna laughed thinking it was impossible for someone so fat to truly be starving.  As the model collected herself, she noticed Heidi’s keys laying atop her car.  Trying to be helpful Shauna warned her friend in her typical innocent fashion, “don't leave your keys on the roof of your car or they'll fall off when you drive away.”

         Heidi was silent for a second, as she processed the lack of logic in Shauna’s statement.  It was frankly astounding to her sometimes that the ditzy girl could function in society.  Trying not to make fun of her friend, Heidi replied, “Shauna, I love you, but sometimes you’re about as sharp as a bowling ball.”

        Looking truly perplexed by Heidi’s statement, Shauna scratched her head, adjusted her bun, and replied completely unironically, “Bowling balls aren’t sharp silly!”

        It took everything Heidi had in her not to laugh right then and there.

[Thicktiger]

Does  Heidi start to loose weight and shauna restart gaining? Is there a hint of corruption of shauna? Does Heidi finally accept her figure? Hm, where does this lead to? 

[polarisdreamer]

Part 12

 

        “My belly hides my panties now...  I can’t believe I did this to myself…”  Heidi murmured to herself in disbelief, as she stared at the way her big blob of a belly hung over the waistband of her tight-fitting underwear.

 

        The mirror can be cruel sometimes, and this was one of those times.  Clothed in just her new strapless black bra and a matching pair of black panties, the girth of Heidi’s obese body was on full display.  Luckily, standing in front of her closet mirror, she was the only person present to witness this tragedy because Keith was taking forever in the shower, as usual.

 

        Inspecting herself, on this, the anniversary of her beautifully sexy figure’s demise, Heidi held her breath and took a good honest look at herself.  Her face, once lean and angular, looked puffy.  Her breasts appeared swollen, huge, and a little droopy thanks to their extra heft and the fact her strapless bra really wasn’t offering enough support.  Her gut looked bulbous and large, a ** counterbalance to her big backside.  Gazing lower, each of her individual thighs looked thicker than her waist used to be.  Her hips had gotten so soft and wide, Heidi bumped into practically everything around the house.  Her ass was another problem all together, her fleshy butt cheeks stuck out so much that this month they’d already broken two low-standing living room lamps.  It was like the part of her mind in charge of spatially relating to obstacles still hadn’t adjusted to the fact she’d packed over 100-pounds onto her figure over the last year. 

 

        At roughly 255lbs, Heidi looked completely different than she had last Thanksgiving.  Last year, she’d looked lean and mean, skinny and sexy.  Now she looked like a fat blob.  She never imagined her quest to shake her husband out of his weight-related apathy would ever lead to this moment.  Yet here she was.  Letting out a huff of disappointment, Heidi sighed with resentment, “Black is supposed to be a slimming color…”

 

        Grabbing a pair of black socks, Heidi waddled over and rested her hefty backside down upon the bed in preparation to put them on.  Her belly stuck outward so much that her chunky rolls of fat actually restricted her from leaning over straight and putting on her socks like she used to do before she’d achieved clinical obesity.  Now in order to get the dang things on, she had to sit, and cross one leg over the other just like Keith.

 

        With her socks firmly on, Heidi let out a breath of air as she heaved herself off the bed.  Walking back into her closet, she picked up the stretchy high waisted jeggings she intended to wear to Thanksgiving at her parents’ house.  They were new, but she’d wisely tried them on yesterday, so she knew they fit.  With the pants in hand, Heidi carefully stretched the waistband and fit one foot down the first leg-hole before getting the other one situated.  The last time she’d rushed to get dressed, she’d leaned too far over and fallen backward upon her big cushy butt like an idiot.

 

        Tugging the jeggings all the way up to her big cumbersome belly, Heidi let go of the waistband right as it reached her bellybutton.  The thick leggings dug into her chunky belly, forming two large rolls, one above and one below her waistband.  Luckily the one below the waistband was far larger than the one above.  If not, she’d never be able to get away with wearing the black lettuce-hem crop top she intended to.  Her outfit was a bold choice, but Heidi wasn’t about to let being a fatty stop her from dressing her best for a family holiday where she knew darn well she’d be photographed multiple times.

 

        It took another half-hour for Heidi to get herself fully ready.  Her hair was looking flawless, her makeup was immaculate, she’d even done her nails.  Her outfit was a bit bolder than she’d worn recently.  For once she wasn’t just dressed for work or for comfort, she was showing off the obese curves she hated so much.  This change did not go unnoticed by Keith.

 

        His Thanksgiving apparel consisted of a stretchy pair of grey sweatpants and a nice-accommodating sweater that Heidi had picked out for him.  He was looking forward to Heidi’s mother’s cooking.  He’d been on a health kick recently, and while he hadn’t really achieved any noticeable physical results, he did manage to somewhat break his bad habit of constantly over-eating around Heidi.  Although, he couldn’t take all the credit for that achievement.  The piggish way Heidi ate nowadays disgusted him to the point he didn’t want to mirror her gluttonous behavior anymore.

 

        Seeing Heidi dressed so suggestively was a shock to say the least.  He was speechless when she’d first walked downstairs.  A response she’d luckily interpreted as a complement, but in truth Keith was increasingly put off by how visibly large his formerly fit wife was getting.  In his mind, even though he weighed a fair amount more than her, because she was so much shorter than him, visually she was starting to look like the fatter spouse in their marriage.

 

        Keith didn’t quite know how to deal with this revelation.  He’d seen the pictures of the two of them last year on his Facebook feed earlier in the morning.  It was frankly concerning how quickly Heidi’s weight had spiraled out of control.  Although things between them had certainly improved in some ways since then, in terms of physical attraction, Keith had to admit, Heidi was crossing a line.

 

        Just like him, he’d seen her get out of breath just from lumbering up the stairs.  Just like him, Heidi rarely had the motivation to exercise.  She’d gotten lazy, complacent, and insatiable.  A dangerous combination in its own right, but it really seemed like Heidi truly didn’t care that she continued piling on weight each and every month.

 

        Part of Keith always knew Heidi would eventually return to normal, but that part of him was losing hope, fast.  To make matters worse, he didn’t know how to voice his concerns without sounding like a hypocrite.  Talking about his weight was off-limits and Heidi had respected that for a full year.  What kind of a man would he be if he made a big stink about his wife’s weight?

 

        It was certainly a predicament.  One which Keith really had no idea how to fix, aside from caving to Heidi’s longstanding attempts to manipulate him into losing weight and letting her dictate exactly what he put into his body from now on, forever.  However, that option would potentially encourage his wife’s toxic behavior, something he really didn’t want to risk.  Aside from fattening herself into obesity, he really did enjoy the way Heidi was treating him nowadays.  Aside from that one aspect, their marriage had never been better.

 

        Glancing at the time, as he chilled out on the living room couch watching TV, Keith let out a sigh and tried to relax.  It was still a little early.  Heidi probably wouldn’t want to leave for another 20 minutes.  He wondered if Heidi’s family would say anything about her weight gain.  Her parents saw her all the time, but not her sisters.  Maybe if he lucked out Sophie or Keeley would articulate some iota of the concern he had for Heidi’s current fattening trajectory, but then again, maybe that was hoping for too much.

 

…

 

        Two hours later, as was tradition, Keith lay comfortably reclined on the couch in Heidi’s parents’ living room, sipping on a cold beer, and watching football with his hefty wife and her father, while Marianne slaved away in the kitchen.  The comfy house hadn’t filled up with people quite yet, Keeley, Liam and Sophie had yet to arrive, but the place was filled with the scent of savory foods.  The scent of cookies was currently prominent since Heidi’s mom had dropped off a tray in front of the overweight couple to ‘hold them over’ until dinner started in three hours.

 

        Keith wasn’t sure if he should have been offended that Heidi’s mother didn’t think the pair of fatties cuddling together on the couch could wait a mere three hours for food, but the more he thought about it the more he came to realize that Marianne was probably right.  Both he and Heidi were used to snacking throughout the day between big meals.  While they probably could have gone three hours without something to hold them over, more than likely they would have snuck into the kitchen looking for appetizers within the hour.

 

        Once the cookies were placed in front of them, Heidi put down her phone and was quick to dig in.  She stuffed her face with four before Keith grabbed his first, largely because he waited for a commercial break to start eating and Heidi didn’t.  The cookies were warm, melt-in-your-mouth chocolate chip cookies, they weren’t bite-sized but his tubby wife ate them each in one bite as if they were.  While Keith savored his first cookie slowly, Heidi couldn’t resist rapidly indulging in three more before leaning back, pulling out her phone, and trying to distract herself from making more of a pig of herself.  That only left two more cookies on the platter Marianne had brought out.  Picking them both up and holding them in his free hand, Keith intended to slowly savor them instead of inhaling them like Heidi.

 

        His stomach growled in anticipation, as he took another bite.  Heidi’s mother had cooked these cookies from scratch, the taste was phenomenal, her talent for the culinary arts was undeniable.  As he took another bite and finished his second cookie, it was no wonder to Keith why Heidi had put on so much weight since she started helping out with the bakery business.  If he’d started working there, he had no doubt he’d be at least 400 pounds by now.

 

        Zoning out and savoring the first bite of his last cookie, Keith didn’t realize Heidi was watching him eat until he heard her licking her lips.  A year prior, Heidi used to stare at him disapprovingly when he ate poorly, but now the look on her face was one of simple jealousy.  The fatty wanted the last cookie he was eating.  Her intensions were obvious from the way she desperately stared at the last morsel of cookie Keith held in his hand as he brought it toward his mouth for one final bite.

 

        However, before Keith could polish off the last of his treat, Heidi grunted like the desperate fatty she’d become, “If you really love me, you’d save me that last bite.”

 

        Frozen in his act by his sense of duty to his wife, Keith rolled his eyes and held out the last bite of delicious melt-in-your-mouth goodness for Heidi to have.  He knew she certainly didn’t need it, after all she’d eaten more than him and, to put it diplomatically, was looking increasingly ‘well fed’ recently.  Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to deprive Heidi of something so simple that she wanted.

 

        Rather than take it with her hand, Heidi lazily opened her mouth wide, and silently invited her husband to feed it to her.  Not skipping a beat, Keith did exactly that, using his pointer finger to place the chocolatey treat right on his wife’s salivating tongue.  In her eagerness to consume the delicious appetizer, Heidi abruptly closed her mouth, greedily licking off any chocolate that might have smeared off onto her husband’s finger.

 

        Retrieving his hand, as his wife hummed with delight, Keith wiped off Heidi’s slobber on the side of his sweater.  Part of him was disappointed in his wife that she hadn’t even tried to take the food nice or be cute about it, were those days of sweet delicate seduction gone from their marriage? 

 

        With the last of Marianne’s chocolatey delights vanquished to the depths of husband and wife’s respective fat stomachs, Heidi started wiping some crumbs off her belly as Keith watched, once again a little put off by Heidi’s gluttonous behavior.  She really had eaten those cookies like a slob and to make matters worse, her distended gut looked like a big round blob in those tight high-waisted jeggings she was wearing.  As if sensing her husband’s disapproval, and wanting to taunt him, Heidi slowly rolled down the waistband of her jeggings, exposing the full girth of her thick fat belly rolls in her seated position, grabbed a hold of her mushy love handles, jiggled them, and complained, “Ughhh, look at this belly…  I’m getting sooo fat…”

 

        Keith was silent.  He didn’t know how to respond.  It felt like Heidi was baiting him.  She loved rubbing the consequences of her decadent gluttony in his face.  It had become ritual at this point, almost a perverse form of foreplay.  Heidi would annoy him, driving him a little crazy throughout the day as a way of working him up for their typically aggressive and cathartic late-night sex sessions.

 

       In response to her husband’s silent look of disapproval, Heidi pushed Keith further, grabbing his hand, forcing it onto her blob of a gut, and adding in a taunting tone, “Hmhm, at the rate I’m fattening up, I’ll be heavier than you come next Thanksgiving…  If I’m not careful.”

 

        “Then don’t eat so much.”  Heidi’s typically silent and stoic father piped up much to Heidi’s embarrassment and Keith’s surprise.  Neither of them realized he’d been paying any attention to anything other than the football game roaring on the TV, but then again it was currently a commercial break.

 

        “Daddddddd!”  Heidi sheepishly grunted, as she desperately threw Keith’s hand off of her belly and tried to quickly pull her waistband back over her exposed doughy gut.  Since her belly had started to bloat from all the beer and cookies, it wasn’t an easy task.  Her face blushed red with embarrassment thanks to both her struggle and her father’s negative judgment.  In a flustered huff, as her blubbery body jiggled in response to her efforts to hide her belly, Heidi muttered, “I don’t need you worrying about my weight.  I’m a big girl.”

 

        “Yeah, real big, and getting bigger every month.  That’s why I worry.”  Fred sighed sounding just as passively-aggressively disapproving of Heidi’s weight gain this year as he’d been of Sophie’s last year.

 

        “My weight is none of your business Dad, I know I’ve let myself go this year.”  Heidi countered, as she finished maneuvering her jeggings back up to their proper place and focused on her father’s comments.

 

        “Let yourself go to the buffet every day.  Jesus.”  Fred muttered under his breath just loud enough for Heidi to faintly hear exactly what he said.

 

        “What was that?? Dad!??  Speak up!”  Heidi raised her voice with annoyance, challenging her father to quit beating around the bush.

 

        In response, her timid father seemed to sense his mistake.  He’d been a little too blunt with his honesty.  His daughters had always required tactful guidance growing up, and not a single one of them ever responded well to firm truth, especially not Heidi.  It was the beer he’d been drinking that loosened his lips, and for that he was sorry.

 

        With her father stunned into silence, he broke eye contact, while Heidi continued glaring at him.  Sensing her father’s weakness, she snapped spitefully, “Keith, go see if mom has anymore cookies.  I want some more.  And grab me another beer.  I’m empty.”

 

        “Yes babycakes.”  Keith hummed as he lurched forward and tried to heave himself off the couch but was thwarted by his weak abdominal muscles and his large weighty beer gut.  Struggling to generate some more momentum, a second attempt to scooch forward and stand up also failed. 

 

        Taking notice of her husband’s struggles, Heidi let out a big sigh, and helped push Keith off the couch successfully on his third try.  She couldn’t help but think he’d have an easier time standing up off the couch if he didn’t weigh so much, but she kept her thoughts to herself.

 

        For his part, Keith didn’t dwell on his difficulties getting off the couch, such struggles had been common for him for a long time.  Instead, he was still a little shocked by the interaction he’d just witnessed.  Fred had basically conveyed exactly what had been on Keith’s mind, and the irritation it caused Heidi was surprising.  He’d never really seen Heidi get so annoyed at someone for making a crack about her weight.  After all, Heidi was always so patient with his overly critical mother when she had a little too much to drink.  Either way, he was happy for an excuse to get some space from Heidi when she got heated like this.  When she was upset, his lovely wife occasionally misdirected her anger towards him, and that was the last thing he wanted to happen.

 

        As Keith took his first few steps toward the kitchen, the commercials finally ended and Fred resumed his focus on the game.  The last thing he heard come out of Heidi’s father’s mouth before he entered the kitchen was a solemn apology directed at Heidi, “Sorry I said anything.”

 

        He was sure Heidi would have a few more choice words for the poor man, but he was hopeful his wife would let her father off easy. 

 

        Once Keith had entered the kitchen, his hunch was proven right.  Heidi gave her father a stern, “Apology accepted.”  And then leaned back onto the couch, picked up her phone and began browsing Facebook again, although she didn’t know why.  The comments she was getting on her Thanksgiving post with Keith were pissing her off.  Like last year, once they’d arrived at her parents’ house, her mother took a picture of the two of them on the porch, same pose as they’d done 12 months and many pounds ago last Thanksgiving.

 

        First there was the comment from her friend Abby, innocent, yet under the surface, rather insulting:  “Wow, you guys ate early this year!  Must have been good though, you guys look stuffed fuller than a Turkey!  Post the before picture!”

 

        ‘That’s my belly on empty…’  Heidi’s brain thought on repeat, as she scrolled back up to the picture and focused on just how grossly round and girthy her belly pushed outward from her massively overfed bottom-heavy hourglass figure.

 

        Then there were comments from peripheral family members, people she was related to and friends with on Facebook, but rarely saw.  Many of these comments didn’t directly comment on her very noticeable weight gain, but some did.  Her Aunt, for example, commented, “Woah honey, did you have a baby this year?  You got bigger than Keith!”

 

        ‘I am not bigger than Keith…’  Heidi’s brain fumed, while she yet again scrolled back upward and compared herself to her husband.  Keith excess weight was mostly all located in his belly, as such, his monster of a gut did appear larger than her own, but since she was so much shorter, even though she still weighed less than him, her legs looked chunkier, her body looked wider, even her arms and face looked puffier than her husband’s.  Revising her previous train of thought, Heidi’s mind subconsciously corrected itself, “I’m not heavier than Keith…”

 

        At the start of this whole petty, self-righteous weight gain plan to spite and manipulate her husband into getting fit again, Heidi’s mantra had been ‘no fit husband, no fit wife.’  She’d certainly achieved her goal, nobody in their right mind would confuse Keith or herself with being remotely fit anymore.  The question was, had sacrificing her beautiful slender body been worth it?

 

        Reflecting on the past year, Heidi knew she was currently experiencing what life was really like in the fat lane and was developing some empathy for her husband’s weight-related struggles.  Not enough to 100% forgive him for giving up on maintaining his fitness, but enough to shelve her more negative feelings about his fatter body and enjoy Keith more for who he was rather than just what he looked like.  On the flipside, thanks to her massive weight gain, she’d forced Keith to experience what it was like to lose a hot partner and gain an obese one.  To his credit, her husband had responded to the scenario much better than she did.  Never did he ever make her feel unloved or unattractive for getting fat.  She knew deep down he disapproved of her larger body, but he was either too proud or too much of a gentleman to give in and say it.

 

        The new status quo in their relationship was one Heidi could live with.  Things were not perfect but getting fat together had certainly helped husband and wife grow closer as a couple.  To be clear, she wasn’t happy about getting fat, there were a ton of downsides, but she did find joy in the fact that her bond with Keith had certainly strengthened over the past year.  And as crazy as it was, their sex life had improved to a point she was happy with it.

 

        As much as she wanted her vindictive blackmail to pay off as she’d imagined since she’d invested so much of herself into it, the fire that had once burned within her about her husband’s weight gain had cooled.  At this point she was making a pig of herself on a daily basis based on habit more than anything else.  Heidi knew the time was nearing when she’d have to rein in her bad habits and get herself back under some semblance of control with food, but in her mind, there was no point in truly worrying about that until the holiday season was well and truly done.

 

       As if on cue, Heidi snapped out of her little daydream right as Keith arrived back at the couch with another platter of chocolate chip cookies and another beer. 

 

       “Here you go.”  Keith smiled, as he let out a sigh and slowly plopped back down on the couch next to his wife.

 

        As the weight of her husband sunk into the couch, Heidi could feel herself sinking toward him as a result.  Using this momentum, Heidi leaned into him and planted a big smooch right onto her husband’s cheek, “*Mwah!*  You’re the best!”

 

       With her ‘thank you’ out of the way, Heidi grunted, leaned forward with some effort thanks to her round belly, picked up the tray of cookies, leaned back, and rested the tray on her belly.  This way she wouldn’t get any more crumbs all over herself.

 

        One after another, Heidi munched on cookies to alleviate her boredom, as her father and Keith rather silently drank their beers and watched the game.  It was probably twenty minutes later when the doorbell rang, signaling that one of Heidi’s sisters had arrived home for the holiday.

 

        “Not it.”  Heidi grunted, as she lay with her head on her husband’s lap and her obese body spread out across the length of the couch digesting all the chocolate and sugar she’d just eagerly consumed.

 

        “What do you mean, ‘not it’?”  Keith sighed trying to recall the last time he remembered his lazy wife actually heaving her lazy butt off the couch since they’d arrived.  In fact, since she’d sat down, it had probably been a few hours since she’d last gone to the bathroom.

 

        “I mean, I’m not getting the door.”  Heidi explained, as she grasped both hands around her globular gut and pouted, “I’m too full.”

 

        “It’s your turn to get up, I got up last time, remember?”  Keith countered, feeling quite comfortable where he was sitting himself.

 

        Not wanting to leave her comfy spot, Heidi proposed a challenge, “Rock, paper, scissors?”

 

        “Fine.”  Keith accepted, as husband and wife threw out their choices on the count of three.

 

        Heidi knew 99% of the time, Keith chose rock first, yet she figured this was probably that one in a hundred chance that he’d switch things up to try and throw her off.  So instead of throwing out paper, Heidi threw out scissors.

 

        Much to her irritation, Keith threw rock, same as always.

 

        “F*ck.”  Heidi cursed not wanting to concede just yet, “Best two out of three.”

 

        “Fine.”  Keith shrugged, as husband and wife readied themselves for round two.

 

        As annoyed as she was at improperly guessing Keith’s strategy, Heidi was certain that he’d switch from rock since she’d fallen for his trick once already.  So, once again, Heidi threw scissors, and Keith, once again, threw rock.

 

        “F*ck!”  Heidi curse again, this time with more annoyance in her voice, “Why do you always do rock!?”

 

       “Because you always do scissors.”  Keith shrugged clearly not putting as much thought into the little game as Heidi had.

 

       “Ugh!”  Heidi groaned, as her face began to frown, “Okay fineee, you win.  I’ll get the door.”

 

        With that, Heidi leaned forward with a grunt and tried to heave herself off the couch; however, just like Keith earlier, she was thwarted by her weak abdominal muscles and the large weight of her pouchy gut.  Struggling to generate some more momentum, a second attempt to scooch forward and stand up also failed.  Recognizing his wife’s struggle, Keith helped Heidi slowly roll herself off the couch.  Once her feet touched the ground, Heidi let out a little wheeze as she got herself upright and muttered, “Jeez, this couch just sucks you in and doesn’t want to let go.”

 

        “Sure does.”  Keith agreed with a nod and a wave, as he watched Heidi turn to leave the living room.  He couldn’t help but feel Heidi would have an easier time getting off the cozy couch if she wasn’t quite so heavy, but he wisely kept his thoughts to himself, as he watched his overweight wife lumber away from him, her girthy butt jiggling with every slow step.

 

        Trudging toward the front door, and finally out of the living room, Heidi paused when she reached the hallway mirror.  Catching a glimpse of herself, her eyes were drawn to the way her belly bulged embarrassingly outward.  The worst part was, she knew she couldn’t suck in her gut even if she tried.

 

        “So fat…”  Heidi muttered to herself, as she shook her head with disappointment and grasped her rounded gut with both hands.  Squeezing her soft cushy fat, Heidi thought her paunch felt soft to the touch, but a little firm under her thick layer of fat, probably because she’d just stuffed herself with so many cookies.  Letting out a sigh, Heidi let go of her belly and turned to go and open the door.

 

        Turning the doorknob slowly, Heidi was about to say hello when her eyes were treated to an unexpected sight.  It took a moment for it to register who was standing in front of her.

 

        The young woman had long and dark black hair, a tan Mediterranean complexion, and a fit-looking pear-shaped body.  She looked like her youngest sister but was far too skinny.  The last time Heidi had seen Keeley was months ago, and she’d been roughly 210lbs that day, at least.  Now the girl standing in front of her looked to weigh closer to 150lbs, a record low for her historically chubby little sister.

 

        “Hey Heidi!”  Her youngest sister waved with a smug smile on her face, as she eyed her oldest sister up and down and took in just how much larger she’d grown since she’d last seen Heidi on her birthday in April.  Stepping forward and giving Heidi a big hug, Keeley was almost surprised she could still wrap her arms around the fatty.  Although, she could feel how girthy her obese looking older sister had become.  Giving Heidi’s fat voluminous ass a teasing squeeze while her arms were wrapped around her like this, Keeley smiled and added, “Yikes, mom’s been feeding you well, bootydoo.  This wagon you’re dragg’in is outa control.”

 

       “Whatever Keeley!”  Heidi yelped, as she shoved her youngest sister off of her, “I’m married.  I don’t care that I’m fat now.  What happened to you??  Did you get infected with a tape-worm or something?  I hardly recognize you.”

 

        “Sophie made me a diet and exercise plan.  It’s been working wonders.”  Keeley smiled vainly, she was frankly proud to finally be thinner and fitter than her ‘perfect’ oldest sister.

 

        “Unbelievable.”  Heidi sighed rolling her eyes, as the two sisters heard a car pulling up and parking down toward the street.

 

        “That must be Sophie.  She can give you all the details if you’re interested.”  Keeley offered, while she savored the look of jealousy on her sister’s face.

        “Why would I take diet advice from someone whose ass is fatter than mine?”  Heidi scoffed, as she tried to see if she could sneak a peek of her sister down the hill and through the myriad of trees in the way.

 

        “Because it’s her job.”  Keeley countered sticking up for Sophie, “If you’d follow her on Instagram you’d know she’s helped a lot of people.”

 

       “Whatever,” Heidi dismissed what her sister was saying, as she decided to change the subject, “I’ll take your bags, how about you run your skinny little butt down there and help Sophie and Liam with their stuff?”

 

        “Fine.”  Keeley nodded, as she turned and started jogging down the hill.  Before Heidi picked up her sister’s bags, she stood a moment and stared at Keeley’s butt bounce and jiggle as she hurried away.

 

        ‘On second thought, maybe’s Keeley’s butt isn’t that little after all.’  Heidi pondered to herself, while she returned her focus to the task at hand and promptly picked up Keeley’s things and brought them inside.  However, rather than expend the effort and heave them all the way up the stairs to Keeley’s room, Heidi chose the lazy option instead and dropped them by the bottom of the stairs.

 

       Returning to the porch a moment later, Heidi was eager to see Sophie.  Keeley had lost a significant amount of weight, but she knew Sophie hadn’t.  Keeping her eyes focused on the steep driveway, she eventually saw Keeley hurrying back up with Liam.  Last year, Sophie’s longtime boyfriend had looked like a large 300-pound behemoth of a man thanks to Sophie’s efforts to fatten him up for their businesses little promotional stunt, but now keeping pace with Keeley without breaking a sweat, Liam was looking more or less back to his old dreamy self.

 

        The ripped hunk of man meat looked to have shed at least 100-pounds over the past year and converted any extra lingering weight upon his body into pure muscle.  He looked every bit like the personal trainer he was now.

 

        “Hello Heidi!”  Liam waved, as he noticed his girlfriend’s older sister waiting for them up on the porch.  He’d known from Facebook photos that Sophie had shared with him that Heidi had put on a significant amount of weight over the past year, probably as much weight as he’d managed to lose with his strict diet and exercise.

 

        When they were thin, Heidi and Sophie each had a pretty similar hourglass body shape, although Sophie was a bit taller with naturally bigger breasts.  Now that they were each much fatter than they once were, their body shapes had grown more distinct from one another.  At a glance, it was obvious that compared to Sophie, Heidi was a bottom-heavy hourglass and lacked the truly monstrously sized breasts of his girlfriend.

 

        As Liam walked a little further up the hill, Heidi finally responded to his greeting.

 

        “Hey Liam!  You lost weight!  You look great!”  Heidi blushed feeling slightly envious, once again, of Sophie’s attractive boyfriend.

 

        “Thanks.”  Liam smiled, as he and Keeley made it up the steps to Heidi while carrying two big bags of luggage in each hand.

 

        “I think I know who found all the weight he lost.”  Keeley teased, as she dropped the bags she was carrying and used both hands to pinch a thick inch of Heidi’s globular midsection.  Heidi’s gut felt soft and meaty to the touch, but upon applying a little pressure, Keeley could tell it was pretty full.  It was weird, but in the moment she’d nudged her sister’s belly, she could feel some liquid sloshing around inside the depths of her large stomach.

 

        “Would you get out of here!  Adults are talking.”  Heidi chastised her youngest sister, while swatting her hands away, “Unless you wanna tell us why you’re transferring to a new college in the spring?”

 

         “Who told you that?”  Keeley scoffed immaturely imitating her sister’s annoying tone, as she felt genuinely irritated that someone had ratted out her secret.

 

        “Mom.”  Heidi chirped honestly, as she crossed her plump arms just above her protruding belly.

 

        ‘Of course…’  Keeley thought to herself, as she headed inside and grunted, “Well, it’s none of your business.” 

 

        With Keeley out of the way, Heidi once again looked Liam over from head to toe, gushing “Wow.  Just.  Wow.  I’m impressed.”

 

        “Thanks.” Liam blushed, as he averted eye contact.  Heidi’s complements always got him flustered.

 

        “Whatever you did to lose the weight, tell Keith your secret haha…”  Heidi somewhat joked, while her hands subconsciously shifted from resting atop her belly to playing with her hair.

 

        “I’d be happy to share my secrets.”  Liam smiled partially wondering if Heidi wanted to hear any of his weight loss tips for herself.  She’d looked big in her recent Facebook pictures, but she actually looked even fatter in person.  Part of him wanted to ask what had happened to her for her to put on so much weight in one year, but Heidi was family, not a client, so it didn’t exactly feel right for him to pry.

 

        “He’s in the living room on the couch if you wanna say hi.”  Heidi explained, as her curiosity got the better of her and she asked, “Where’s Sophie?”

 

        “She’s making her way up the hill.”  Liam said pointing back toward the driveway. 

 

        Heidi followed where he was pointing and covered her mouth to prevent an excited gasp, as she caught a glimpse of her sister’s blonde hair beginning to crest over the hill.  The vein side of her was wishing Sophie was fat enough to make her look small by comparison.  With Heidi’s attention elsewhere, Liam excused himself and ventured inside, leaving Heidi alone on the porch.

 

       She watched, with a certain sense of relief that she wasn’t the fattest of her siblings, as her sister waddled her cumbersomely big body slowly up the driveway.  If Heidi had thought Sophie looked colossal last year, she needed a larger word to describe her now.  Last year, her blob of a sister weighed around 350 porky pounds.  She looked thicker and wider now, much wider, yet somehow more shapely and less outwardly round across her still-expansive gut.  Her breasts had also exploded in size.  Sophie’s obese hourglass shape was overflowing with fat, she had to weigh at least 450lbs!

 

        Like last year, Sophie had chosen to wear an undersized grey turtleneck sweaterdress, that was belted across the narrowest part of her colossal waist, although this time instead of boots, she was wearing black leggings and running shoes.  The sweaterdress was clearly tight all across Sophie’s fattened body, but especially around her inflated breasts, widened hips, and thickened thighs.  Unlike last year, it seemed that underneath Sophie’s thick layer of blubber, she actually had some leg muscle.

 

        “The hill nearly killed me too this year too.”  Heidi spoke.  Offering her approaching blob of a sister some common ground to start the conversation.

 

        “*Huff* Yeah, I can see why.  *pant* You got fat.”  Sophie frankly acknowledged, as she took a brief break before attempting to climb the stairs of the porch.

 

        “Not as fat as you.”  Heidi countered, “I thought you were planning on losing weight this year.  Like Liam.”

 

       “That was the plan...”  Sophie replied, still catching her breath, “But the plan changed.”

 

       “What happened?”  Heidi wanted to know.

 

        “How about we start *pant* with what happened to you?  I need to catch my breath…  My cardio is sh*t.  How did miss perfect let herself get so fat?”  Sophie sighed, as her sincere expression convinced Heidi to share.

 

       “I’ll give you the short version.  As you know, the man I love has put on a lot of weight.  When we met, Keith was just my type.  Tall, lean and muscular.  Like Batman, without the bulk… or the crazy vigilante attitude.  But ever since we got married, he quickly shifted from looking like Batman to more like Buddha.  My thinking was that if you love your partner, you owe it to them to stay in shape, but that’s not how Keith sees things.  So, to make a long story short, I gave him a choice, get back in shape for me or I’d stop feeling compelled to keep in shape for him.  In other words, no fit husband, no fit wife.  For whatever reason, he chose the latter...  So…  I let myself go on purpose, to give him a big stinking taste of fat wife.  I figured if he stopped finding my body as attractive, he’d truly understand how I felt about his jelly belly.  Then with any luck he’d see reason and get back in shape for me.”  Heidi paused, wanting to see how Sophie was responding to everything she was saying.

 

        “Do you have any idea how crazy you sound?”  Sophie scoffed, as she finally found the energy to climb up the steps and meet her sister face to face.

 

        “What should I have said to him?  ‘The weight’s not a problem.  Now there’s more of you to love!’  I know there are women, like you and Keeley who go gaga for **-bellied guys, but I’ve never been one of them.  I know I’m being superficial, but dudes who look like Santa in the sack are a great big turn-off for me.”  Heidi countered.  She felt small next to her sister.  Sophie was taller than her, so she’d pretty much always felt small in that way compared to her since puberty, but even though she felt fat, it was clear to Heidi that Sophie’s fatness was on a whole other level.  It actually felt kind of good to be standing next to her, almost like Sophie’s size somehow shielded her own from the outside world.

 

        “Your loss.”  Sophie countered, before adding, “Judging from that picture you posted this morning, it doesn’t look like your plan worked.  If anything, Keith looks a little bigger than last year.”

 

       “A little?  He’s probably gained around 50 pounds this year.  I’m not sure exactly.  He’s more terrified of the scale than I am.”  Heidi sighed, as she tried to collect herself and continue, “But that’s not the point.  The point is, recently, I realized his belly is here to stay, and if I want to be with him, I have to accept it the same way he accepts my body now that I’m fat.  Keith is such a wonderful guy…  I can overlook a few… well… a lot of extra pounds.  I can’t deny that a part of me, the infantile, outraged, frustrated and unhappy kindergartener part of me, wants to call him a lazy fatso sometimes and force his fat ass onto a treadmill, but it’s been a long time since I let that part of me dictate how I treat him.  I used to think he owed it to me to get back in shape.  When he let himself go, I thought he was signaling to me that he just didn’t care what I wanted.  But ever since I got fat, I kinda realized how much it can f*ck with your head, your attitude, your energy, your identity, even the way other people treat you.  It’s like getting surrounded by quicksand.  It’s hard to escape.  It’s not as simple as wanting to change, it’s more than that.  I honestly don’t think Keith can do it on his own, and I don’t think I can help him either.  I think my attitude was just making a bad situation worse, but now I’ve started changing my attitude and I think we’ve been making a bad situation better.  Now, I’m fully aware of the fact that my inability to initially tolerate a few extra pounds on an otherwise delightful guy says a lot more about my own shortcomings than about Keith’s.  The heart knows what it wants, but in an enduring relationship, the heart doesn’t always get what it wants.  Sometimes the heart has to settle…  My therapist told me that.  And you know what?  It has really helped.  I still love my husband more than ever and I love being intimate with him.  And…  On the days my heart yearns for the batman version of Keith I initially fell for, I can always shut my eyes and think of Brad Pitt.”

 

        Silent for a few moments, no doubt processing everything Heidi had just said, Sophie let her thoughts stew before responding in joking fashion to lighten her sister’s mood, “Brad Pitt?”

 

        “Don’t judge me.  He was voted sexiest man on earth for a reason.  Who’s your celebrity crush?  John Travolta?”  Heidi countered with a smirk.

 

        “I do like me some John Travolta.”  Sophie chuckled in response and then licked her lips to creep her sister out.

 

        “Enough!”  Heidi motioned to get her sister to quit it, before she added a little impatiently, “So, what happened with your weight loss plan?”

 

        “Okay… Well…  The original plan as you know was to get fat and lose all the weight as a publicity stunt.  When we started our diets, Liam started losing, but I kept gaining.  My following on social media was kinda split between supporters and detractors.  And then I got a pretty hate-filled comment that attracted a lot of attention that I decided to make a video about.  I can’t believe you haven’t seen it.”  Sophie expressed, as she pulled out her phone and began searching for the video in question.

 

        “I don’t watch your stuff.  I have a life.”  Heidi scoffed, while Sophie handed her phone with her chubby fingers.  Even her sister’s hand had gotten fat.

 

        “Just click the play button, I skipped it forward to the important part.”  Sophie instructed, as Heidi instead looked at the view count on the video.

 

        “Three million views???  I knew you were popular; I didn’t know you were this popular!”  Heidi gasped caught off-guard.

 

        “Yeah, this one went viral, just click the play button already!”  Sophie urged, as Heidi finally did as her sister requested, and started watching the video.

 

        In it, Sophie was sitting on her bed, with a much larger proportion of her weight appearing to be pure fat rather than the slightly more fit obese shape she had going on right now.  The date of the video was in April, so it was a long time ago.  Noticing that her sister appeared pretty serious, she listened intently when the audio started playing.

 

        “I want to take a moment to address a situation that has become a talking point among my followers in the comments.  It all started with one comment from a user I’m not going to identify.  It reads as follows:  ‘Hi Sophie, I started following your content when you started your diet, I thought your story was inspiring, but more importantly I thought your success would act as evidence that people could lose weight if they were more personally responsible.  I’m both surprised and disappointed to witness both the continued degradation of your physical fitness, and your endless excuses for your continuing weight gain.  Surely you don't consider yourself a suitable role-model for your followers anymore.  Obesity is one of the worst choices a person can make and one of the most dangerous habits to maintain.  You have a responsibility as a public figure to present and promote a healthy lifestyle, not be an apologist for lazy blobs such as yourself.  I hope you actually start practicing what you preach and actually lose the weight.  Maybe one day if you get your act together, I’ll start following you again.’”

 

        In the video, Sophie stopped reading and looked directly at the camera, “Now I’ve gotten a healthy dose of critiques ever since I’ve started posting on social media.  I realize some of this negative attention comes with being in the public eye, but this comment was more than that.  I tried my best to laugh off this very hurtful attack on my appearance and the content that I post about this bumpy weight loss journey that I’ve been on.  The truth is, I am very overweight.  You could call me fat, and yes, even extremely obese on a doctor's chart.  Some people get to this point by accident, but I chose to get this big on purpose, thinking it would be easy for me to lose the weight.  Well, here we are, four months in, and I haven’t lost any weight.  In fact, I’ve gained some more.  It’s not easy losing weight.  As you know, my boyfriend Liam is having a lot of success with his weight loss, but even for him, it’s not easy.  For people who mistakenly thought I made this account to somehow diminish or invalidate obese people who are struggling with their weight, you were right to question my methods and my motivations.  The truth is, I never thought I’d get this popular, and when I started this journey, I never thought about how it might be perceived by the various groups of people my content would eventually reach.  For that I am sorry.  But to the person who wrote the above comment, I am not sorry.  Obesity is a problem in this country, but personal responsibility is not the answer.  Not everybody can afford a personal trainer, not everybody has the time to make their lives less sedentary, and don’t even get me started with the food industry.  Obesity is a public issue, not a personal problem.  I am much more than a number on a scale, and I don’t deserve to be bullied because I am struggling to lose weight…  I leave you with this, to all my followers, my fans, my haters, to whomever may be watching this video, if you are struggling with your weight, listen to me right now.  Do not let your self-worth be defined by bullies on the internet.  Learn from my experience.  Cruel words do not define you, your actions do.  So, as of today, I’m changing the branding of my page and my business, we are no longer ‘Trainer-Hill: Fat For Now, Fitness for life’.  We are ‘Fat Fitness:  Where fitness is more than just a number on a scale’.  The goal of our business is no longer weight loss, it’s fitness at any weight.  So, this is the end of my weight loss journey and the beginning of my fat fitness journey.  Tune in next time to see what kind of change this is going to be for me.  Until next time, guys.”

 

       And just like that, the video ended, and Heidi raised her gaze from the phone to her sister’s eyes.

 

        “Shauna was telling me about this video, but I totally ignored her way back when…”  Heidi admitted to herself, “Dang Sophie, that was emotional.”

 

        “I know.  I think that’s why it resonated with people.”  Sophie nodded, while her fat body jiggled slightly in response.

 

        “So that’s why you’re still so fat?  It’s part of your brand now?”  Heidi figured eyeing her sister up and down.  It was crazy how large Sophie had become.  She still couldn’t get over it.

 

        “Yes, and no.”  Sophie hummed trying to think of how best to explain, “Yes, it’s part of my brand and it makes sense that I, as the spokesperson, be fat.  But mostly I’m keeping my weight up for another promotional stunt.  In February, I’m going to break the Guinness world record for fattest woman to finish a marathon.”

 

        “You’re joking right?  If you don't have the willpower to stop eating carbs, you won't have the willpower to run a marathon.”  Heidi scoffed recalling mere moments ago when Sophie had nearly gassed out walking up their parents’ steep driveway.

 

        “We’ll see.  A lot of people don’t think I can do it.  Like, a LOT.  But I’m going to try, and I’ll have Liam running with me for support.”  Sophie explained, unable to contain a big smile.

 

        “So… Things are going good with Liam?”  Heidi slyly inquired picking up on something.

 

        “Yeah.”  Sophie tersely replied suddenly, seeming a little more reserved than she’d been a moment ago.

 

        “He’s lost a lot of weight.”  Heidi added focusing firmly on any subtle change to Sophie’s facial expression to try and gage her mood about this topic.  Although, she was a little bit distracted by just how chubby Sophie’s cheeks had gotten.

 

        “He has.”  Sophie nodded, remaining reserved, clearly not trying to let Heidi in on what she was truly thinking.

 

        Her patience for subtilty exhausted, Heidi just spit out what was on her mind, “I know you liked him better fat.  Are you okay with the fact he’s gorgeous again?”

 

        “Liam’s always been gorgeous.  Thick or thin.”  Sophie chirped before easing up and admitting, “He wanted to lose weight…  This is the father of my future children, I want him to be happy.  It’s like you said, sometimes the heart has to settle.”

 

        “But are you happy?”  Heidi wanted to know.

 

        “I’m happy.  Once we get married, and when I get eventually get pregnant… Liam’s already agreed to let me fatten him up as much as I want during the pregnancy.”  Sophie snickered with joy.

 

       “Oh?  You told him about your preferences?”  Heidi questioned with surprise.

 

       “I came clean last thanksgiving.  Talking to you actually inspired me to spill the beans.”  Sophie revealed, as a smile once again escaped her attempts to contain it.

 

        “So…  Did he finally propose?”  Heidi asked trying to dig a little deeper into her sister’s life.

 

        “Not yet, but we talked about it.  If I finish my marathon, he’s gonna propose to me at the finish line.”  Sophie enthusiastically explained, adding with a nudge, “How’s that for motivation?” 

 

        “Oh my god!  Sooo sweet!  I’m happy for you two.  It’s about time.”  Heidi said, returning Sophie’s enthusiasm.

 

        “It is.”  Sophie nodded, enjoying the fact that her older sister seemed so happy for her.

 

        “Mhh!  I wanna give him a hug!  He’s gonna be such a good hubby!”  Heidi cooed, as she thought about her sister waddling down the aisle.

 

        “You can hug my future husband all you want… if I get to do the same to your husband.”  Sophie slyly snickered, as she raised an eyebrow in a poor attempt to make her sister laugh.

 

        “Oh my god, not this again.  Will you ever leave Keith alone?”  Heidi sighed, not in the same playful mood as her sister.

 

        “Never.  He’s too cute.”  Sophie gushed with a wink.

        “Well, you can’t have him, and I’m never going to trade.”  Heidi snapped wanting to shut this talk down right now, so it didn’t pop up again after dinner.

 

        “Even though Liam’s ‘gorgeous’ again?”  Sophie hummed successfully messing with her sister.

 

        “Mhh-hmm.”  Heidi nodded, while biting down on her tongue and trying not to take the bait.

 

        “Fineee.”  Sophie sarcastically grunted dropping the non-issue, as she attempted to walk past Heidi and succeeded in bumping into her with her wide hips, “Excuse me.”

 

       Tilting to the side and letting Sophie pass, Heidi’s jaw dropped as she watched the way Sophie opened the door to the house and preemptively tilted a bit to the side before side-stepping through the door.

 

       ‘Did she think she wasn’t going to fit??’  Heidi thought to herself in awe of what she’d just witnessed.

      

        Safely through the door without incident, Sophie tilted her head back to her sister and challenged just as she used to as a kid, “Race you to the kitchen.”

 

       “Ha, it wouldn’t even matter that I’m quicker than you.  My fat ass could ever squeeze past your fat ass.”  Heidi laughed, as she followed her blob of a sister inside.

 

…

 

        With the family finally all under the same roof, Thanksgiving progressed as it usually did.  Everyone got comfortable and enjoyed some appetizers, beer, and football, that is, everyone except Keith.  After Keeley had entered the house and said ‘hello’ she’d mentioned to Keith that Heidi and Sophie probably needed some help with carrying bags inside.  Getting up to help, a few moments later, Keith found himself on the other side of the front door just when Heidi had started talking to Sophie.  He’d heard everything, although he didn’t have the heart to keep eavesdropping once he heard Heidi talk about having to let her heart settle, and that she sometimes closed her eyes and thought of Brad Pitt during sex.

 

        She also mentioned she was seeing a therapist.  She’d never told him anything about getting a therapist.  Was his weight really so upsetting to her that she’d felt the need to get therapy about it?  Keith didn’t know, but he didn’t want to let his insecure thoughts run wild.  He’d ask her about it later, or… perhaps he wouldn’t.  Keith wasn’t sure.  He felt mixed up inside after hearing everything and needed time to think.

 

        His mood soured, Keith mostly kept quiet, as Marianne finished cooking up her feast for the ages.  This year in addition to roasted turkey, creamy mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, cornbread, Brussel sprouts with bacon and roasted chestnuts, stuffing, and pies, Heidi’s mom had also prepared a sweet potato casserole with marshmallows, a green bean casserole with bacon, and a large corned beef entrée.  It was an insane amount of food for seven people, but after how much food she’d seen Keith, Liam and Sophie scarf down last year, Marianne didn’t want to be unprepared if Keith, Sophie, and now Heidi ate like that again.

 

        It took longer than the year before for dinner to get underway, probably because Marianne had made a lot more work for herself this year, but eventually everyone made their way to the table.  Heidi, Sophie, and Keeley all piled their plates high with marshmallow sweet potatoes, corned beef, turkey, stuffing and all manner of sides.  Everyone else filled their first plates more reasonably this year, even Keith, who didn’t feel he had much of an appetite until he started eating.

 

        The food was wonderful, evidenced by how quiet the dinner table was once everyone started eating.  Enjoying his food at a measured pace, Keith couldn’t help but notice with a little embarrassment that Heidi was making a pig of herself.  Not only was she eating and breathing rather loudly, but she was also eating a good bit faster than everyone else too, even Sophie. 

 

        As Heidi moved on to her second plate of food before everyone else, Keith found himself slowing down.  He was enjoying the food, and he was hungry, but unlike previous years, his mood was killing his appetite.  He’d always known Heidi was unhappy with his weight to some extent but hearing her dissatisfaction in her own honest words cut him to the core.  She loved him more than anything in spite of his weight, and yet it sounded like she was still suffering because he’d lost control of his waistline.

 

        While Keith played with his creamy potatoes, he couldn’t shake himself out of his funk because he was feeling guilty.  For a man who prided himself on taking care of his wife, he’d really failed to give Heidi something that she clearly still really wanted.  A fit husband.

 

        Taking another bite of his food, Keith swallowed and felt the calorie dense meal beginning to bloat his big belly outward.  It made him anxious to think about getting back in shape, he’d fallen so far from where he’d once been in terms of fitness…  Working out now was painful, denying himself comforting sweets was painful…  Yet, the pain of letting Heidi down felt worse.

 

        Finishing his plate, Keith didn’t reach for seconds, not yet.  Instead, he asked Sophie about her marathon training and listened to the many trials and tribulations the sumo-sized sister had been forced to endure over the past few months.  All the while, Heidi continued pigging out.  She finished her second plate and went back for a third.

 

       After 40 more minutes, the dinner table slowly started to empty.  Heidi’s parents were the first to head over to the living room to rest in front of the TV.  Then Liam headed over to join them, he hadn’t eaten anywhere near as much as he’d stomached the year before, but that was no surprise, the man had lost a ton of weight the past year.  That left Keith and the three sisters remaining at the table.

 

        Keeley, the thinnest and fittest of the girls, poured copious amounts of cranberry sauce on her third helping of turkey and stuffing.  The girl looked stuffed to the gills, her trim waist having bloated up into a ** food-baby, and yet she still forced herself to stomach more food.  Her only justification for her gluttony was that, “Holidays are cheat days.  *burp!* I gotta make it count.”

 

       Sophie, being the fattest of the three sisters, increased the pace she was eating once Liam left the table.  It was almost as if she was trying to catch up to how much Heidi had scarfed down.  Getting up to grab some more water, Keith couldn’t help, but notice the way Sophie’s wide and thick ass poured over the sides of the chair she was sitting in.

 

        Walking behind Heidi on his way back to his seat, he took a glimpse of his wife’s ass and was slightly alarmed to see that Heidi’s widened and thicker tushy also hung over the sides of her chair, although not nearly as much as her younger sister.  Sitting down next to his wife, Keith got a good look of her.

 

        Stuffed and filled to the brim, the way Heidi was leaning back in her chair made it look like she couldn’t move.  Her portly gut looked swollen to the limit trying to digest the massive lump of calories she’d just consumed.  She’d clearly gone overboard today, but Keith wasn’t about to say something.  Heidi looked like a fatty who had lost control, her dome of a gut was expanding, and it looked like the only thing she could do right now was to breathe gently, so as not to upset her stomach.

 

        “Finished already Heidi?”  Sophie teased clearly noticing that her older sister had hit a wall.

 

        “Yeahhh…  I’m finished…”  Heidi moaned too disgusted with herself to come up with something snarky to say.  She’d gone overboard, way overboard.  She’d lost count of how many plates of food she’d eaten.  It was like she’d blacked out once she’d started eating and was only coming to right now.  Resting her hands on her dome of a gut, the slight movement caused the chair she was sitting on to creak under her weight.  It was the same type of noise Sophie’s chair made when she moved, although not quite as loud.

 

        Her jeggings had tightened considerably around her blimpy midsection, although they compacted her fat a little bit, they couldn’t stop her belly from oozing outward and resting upon her doughy lap.  The digestive process was still catching up to her gluttony, Heidi could feel the contents of her stomach sloshing around, as she gave her gut a gentle squeeze to confirm to herself just how absurdly tight she’d stuffed herself today.

 

        As her belly gurgled loudly, Keith, Sophie and Keeley’s attention was drawn toward Heidi’s belly.  Expanding and contracting with every labored breath Heidi made, the size of her gut was awesome to behold, although it wasn’t yet equal in size to either Sophie’s gut or Keith’s, it wasn’t hard to imagine that next year things might be different.

 

        “You look like you’re about to explode.”  Keeley pointed out not so much to tease her oldest sister, but out of concern.

 

        “Feels that way… *Buuuurp!*”  Heidi belched looking quite pinned in her seat by her bloated belly cresting onto her lap.

 

        “Wanna lay down?  Nap it off?”  Keith proposed a little worried by the pained look on Heidi’s face.

 

        “Yeahhh…”  Heidi grunted, as she held out her plump arms and watched as Keith rose to help her up.

 

        Heaving his fat wife out of her chair took some force, but it wasn’t too much for Keith.  Helping Heidi waddle out of the dining room wasn’t too much trouble either, but helping guide her up the stairs to the room they were staying in tonight was an exhausting and sweaty ordeal for someone with a gut as swollen and bloated as Heidi.  Well and truly exhausted by the time Keith helped her stumble into the guest bed, Heidi let out a sigh of relief and then muttered a few regrets, “I ate way too much… I don’t know what came over me…  Ugh…  *burp!* I’m gonna have a stomachache…”

 

       “I’ll grab some tums.”  Keith offered, as he dug through his bag and placed a bottle of them on Heidi’s nightstand, “Anything else I can do to make you feel better?”

 

        “Help me free my belly…  These pants are squeezing the life outta me…”  Heidi groaned, as she tried to peel and roll the jeggings down her expansive waist.  Keith helped by reaching around his wife and tugging the high-waisted leggings down the sides of her belly.  In no time, her fat tummy was freed from the confining garment, without the compressive fabric over her belly, her gut appeared even larger than it had been moments before.

 

        Last Thanksgiving Keith had shared a bed with a fit version of Heidi in the same lovely lingerie she’d worn on their honeymoon.  She’d been sexy and irresistible as always.  Now… He couldn’t believe he was staring at the same woman...  Heidi’s legs were thick, especially her thighs, her hips had grown wide and soft, and that belly now massive, clearly overshadowed her ** increase in bust size these last few months.

 

        “Thanks Keith…  You’re the best…  I love you so much…”  Heidi groaned clearly still pained from how full she was.

 

        “I love you too…”  Keith replied automatically, although in his mind he was sincerely worried that the version of Heidi that had once captivated him so much was finally lost to him forever.  Gulping because of his nerves, Keith asked, “Anything else I can do to make you feel more comfortable?”

 

        “Lay next to me.”  Heidi hummed, closing her eyes and patting the spot next to her on the bed.

 

        Joining his wife, Heidi grabbed his hand and held it tight once he was next to her.  There was silence for a moment as husband and wife lay together, but soon Heidi broke that silence with a question, “You didn’t eat that much at dinner.  Are you feeling, okay??”

 

         “Oh, umm… I don’t know…  I feel a little off.”  Keith admitted still unsure how to bring up what he’d overheard Heidi say earlier.

 

        “What’s wrong?”  Heidi wondered sensing something was amiss with her husband.  Though her stomach hurt, she wanted to make sure something wasn’t wrong.

 

        Tongue-tied for a moment, Keith weighed his options; however, after some thought he decided to spill the beans and get his concerns off his chest, “I heard what you said to Sophie about me on the porch.  I was on the other side of the front door.”

 

        “What?!”  Heidi yelped looking suddenly flustered.

 

        “The heart has to settle…  Therapy… Brad Pitt.  All of it.”  Keith admitted seeing the worry spread on Heidi’s pudgy face.

 

        “Oh my god…  You were not supposed to hear that…”  Heidi muttered looking at a loss for how to proceed with this conversation.

 

        “I know.”  Keith nodded equally unsure of what to say next to the fattened up woman laying next to him.

 

        “Keith…”  Heidi bit her lip, her brain racing of how to smooth this over.

 

        “It’s fine.”  Keith tried to assure his wife, although Heidi didn’t look relaxed at all.

 

        “No, it’s not fine.  I love you unconditionally.  Fit bod or dad bod.  I love you the same.  I’m not settling for you.  I don’t know how you heard it, but that’s not what I meant.”  Heidi tried to clarify what she assumed Keith took away from her conversation with Sophie.

 

        “Heidi, I know that’s not what you meant.  I don’t think I misinterpreted what you were saying…”  Keith clarified, “You love me no matter what, but I was more attractive to you… before I let myself get so… fat.  I know that.  I’ve known that for a long time.  And it is a problem.  I’m not happy where I’m at.  I’ve been trying to get in better shape…  for years…  I just can’t seem to make any progress.  Stuff always gets in the way.”

 

        “I know.  Your schedule is busy, your job is stressful, I demand a lot of your free time…  Keith, it’s okay.  The weight’s really not a big deal for me anymore.”  Heidi expressed trying to sooth Keith’s feelings.

 

        “Last year you told me you were fed up.”  He reminded her.

 

        “I was wrong to say that.  I’m over it.”  Heidi burst earnestly, but Keith didn’t buy it.

 

        “I’m not.  Last year, I thought my weight was my problem, you know?  And I was convinced you were getting in the way.  That if you just left me alone about my weight, I’d get back in shape.  But…  I was wrong.  You weren’t getting in the way, and my weight isn’t just my problem if it impacts your happiness.”  Keith expressed in vulnerable fashion.

 

        “What are you saying?”  Heidi gulped feeling a shock of excitement rush through her body.

 

        “I wanna get in shape again.  I wanna make you happy.  But more than anything, I wanna be the man you fantasize about when you close your eyes.”  Keith revealed much to Heidi’s satisfaction.

 

        “Keith…  That’s such a sweet thing to say…  You don’t know how much it means to me to hear you say that.”  Heidi gushed before the nagging voice in the back of her mind got the better of her and added, “But…  You’ve promised to get in shape before.”

 

        “This time will be different.  I’ll get professional help.”  Keith promised, as Heidi looked skeptical.

 

        “…  you don’t mean Sophie, do you?”  Heidi groaned, not really trusting her sister to actually help Keith lose the chub she so clearly admired.

 

       “It doesn’t have to be Sophie.”  Keith compromised clearly pleasing his overfed wife.

 

       “Good.  That makes me happy.  Sophie’s great, but I’m not sure she’s the right trainer for you.”  Heidi clarified not wanting to make it sound to Keith like she hated her sister or anything.  However, just as she finished her thought, Heidi had another, “Last year, on thanksgiving, I asked you if you’d still wanna be with me if I was as fat as Sophie.”

 

        “I said I would.”  Keith promptly remembered.

 

        “You also said you’d prefer that I stay skinny.”  Heidi recalled in an inquisitive tone, as she finally revealed her true question, “Is part of the reason you wanna get back in shape, because I got too fat for you??”

 

        The obvious answer was yes, but in Keith’s mind after such a productive conversation, he wasn’t willing to risk upsetting his temperamental wife.  So instead of the truth, he went with, “No.”

 

        “I finally did, didn’t I?”  Heidi smirked, sensing that her husband’s response lacked true conviction.  In her heart, she now knew that Keith’s little change of perspective wasn’t entirely due to him overhearing her and Sophie and wanting to make her happy.  The man wanted his fit wife back too.  He missed how hot she used to be.  Pure and simple.  Heidi couldn’t help, but smugly think to herself, ‘Looks like I was right, even if he doesn’t want to admit it.’

 

        “You didn’t Heidi.  You have a preference for me being fit, I have a preference for you being…”  Keith hesitated not trying to blabber his way into one of Heidi’s word traps.

 

        “Less fat?”  Heidi guessed finishing her husband’s sentence.

 

        “Yeahhh.”  Keith hesitantly agreed, a little worried if Heidi was about to spring something on him or if he was off the hook.

 

        Thankfully, Heidi’s response was simple and sweet, “I can respect that.  Don’t worry, I’ll quit putting on weight, and after the holidays I’ll start getting back in shape too.  As long as you’re serious about shaping up, I am too.”

 

        “I am.”  Keith assured her completely relieved to hear Heidi say that.  Looking at his wife’s fat body again, he didn’t feel the hopelessness anymore.  If anything, he felt like he was looking at a before-picture.  This was Heidi at her biggest.  Keith couldn’t help, but think, ‘Thank goodness.’

 

        “Good,” Heidi sighed, as she grasped her sore belly with both hands and groaned, “because I am so sick of being fat.”

 

        “Haha, what?”  Keith couldn’t help but laugh.

 

        “Look at me, ugh!  I can’t stand it.  I’m really happy you’re finally seeing reason.”  Heidi gloated.

 

       “Heidi.”  Keith grunted not liking the tone he was hearing.

 

        “I’m just kidding.”  Heidi smiled backing off the smugness and switching to earnestness, “I love you.”

 

        “I love you too.”  Keith said, returning her smile with a kiss.

 

        “Dessert anyone??”  Marianne’s voice could be heard echoing its way up the stairs.

 

        In response, both husband and wife looked at each other waiting patiently for the other to speak.  Of the two, it was Heidi whose patience ran out first, “One more bite couldn’t hurt… right?”

 

        “Are you kidding me?  I thought you were in pain.”  Keith responded in dumbfounded fashion.  He hadn’t expected Heidi to suggest dessert.  Not in her current swollen state.  Not in a million years.

 

        Yet, as he waited for his wife to respond, he observed what she was doing.  Clearly torn between the desire for some of her mother’s fantastic tasting desserts and an uncertainty whether her bloated stomach had any more room inside of it for food, Heidi was pressing one hand against the bulk of her full stomach trying to decide if she could handle any more.

 

        She had to feel just how much food she’d crammed in there during dinner.  The skin around her belly looked taut, she looked short of breath, Keith could hear her stomach grumbling as if it was trying to beg her, “No MORE!”

 

       But, Heidi’s greedy mouth arrived at a different conclusion, “I think there’s room for a little bit more.  Wanna grab me a slice of pumpkin pie?  I wanna eat dessert in bed.”

 

        In light of their previous conversation, Keith wanted to question Heidi’s choice, ask her to reconsider, but instead he defaulted to his classic, “Sure babycakes.  Anything for you.”

 

        At this point, what difference would one slice of pie make anyway?

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Part 13

        “Keith!  Wonderful to see you, you’re looking great!” Veronica welcomed Heidi’s husband into her office, as the large man reluctantly wandered inside and sat down upon her comfortable couch.

        He was wearing his work clothes, which today consisted of a large blue sweater over top of a collared white shirt, and a ** pair of khaki pants.  His hair and beard were trimmed to perfection, leading Veronica to believe that he must have recently gotten a haircut.  However, what was more obvious to the veteran therapist was the fact that Keith’s once very pronounced gut appeared to have receded considerably since their last visit nearly three months ago in early December.

        “Thanks Dr. Keller.  I’m down almost 30 pounds since we installed the row machine in the basement, and I started up with the new personal trainer...” Keith’s response trailed off as the big man continued to look uncomfortable.  When he and Heidi had surprised her with a couple’s session after Thanksgiving, he’d seemed much more relaxed than he did now.  They’d made such progress last time, she hoped nothing too serious was driving him to seek out her expertise.

        “How does it feel?” Veronica wondered trying to ease Keith into relaxing with some idle chatter.

        “It feels great.  I’m sleeping better.  I feel more fit.  I think I look better too.  Heidi can’t keep her hands off me.” Keith smiled to himself before the smile slowly faded and the nervous look on his face returned.

        “That’s great to hear.” Veronica nodded.  It almost sounded like Heidi’s increased interest in him was the issue at hand.  Deciding to ask the question lingering on her mind, Veronica continued, “So, what brings you in today without the Mrs?  I thought our last session with the two of you went really wonderfully.”

        “It did.  Don’t get me wrong.  It did.” Keith replied looking like he was having difficulty finding the right words, “I don’t know how to say this without sounding… I dunno…”

        Speaking up in a professional sounding tone, Dr. Keller replied calmly and reassuringly, “I’m a therapist.  I’m not here to judge you.  I’m here to help you.  Say what you need to say, nothing’s going to leave this room.”

        Letting out a nervous breath, Keith nodded and explained, “Okay…  Before I start, I just want to clarify two things. First, I love Heidi more than anything, she’s my best friend and I think she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Second…”

        Keith’s pause was a long one, but Veronica didn’t want to say anything just yet. Eventually Heidi’s husband continued, “I don’t know how else to say it, I'm not a chubby chaser.  I've always dated skinny girls.  I married a skinny girl.  And now that skinny girl I married is… well… not skinny anymore.  With that being said, I still think Heidi’s the most beautiful woman in the world.  I don’t think I could ever lose my intense attraction for her just because she’s gained a lot of weight…”

       Another long pause.  Seeing the discomfort on Keith’s face, this time Veronica decided to say something.  Deciding to try and establish some common ground with him, she calmly stated, “She has developed some serious… curves.”

       “Curves, rolls, chunk, cushion, however you wanna describe it, yeah.  She gotten really…”  Keith hesitated, not wanting to say what he was thinking out loud.

       “Fat.”  Veronica nodded trying to help Keith express himself.

       “Yeah, but she’s still Heidi.  Her face looks different with soft cheeks and an undefined jaw, but those eyes still pierce my heart, and her voice still sounds like music to my ears.  Her hips have gotten wide and soft, her butt and thighs have gotten thick and jiggily…  Cuddling with her now that she’s a… big, little spoon… is actually pretty nice. She doesn’t have as much energy as she used to, but she doesn’t lose her temper as much as she used to either.  I guess now that she eats a lot more, she doesn’t get hangry anymore.  Sure, she’s got a stomach that hangs over everything she wears, but her cleavage now is like wow.  It’s like she got a boob job…  I worship her body, jiggle, rolls and all.  I… I don’t care that she’s gotten fat, so long as she’s happy.”  Keith continued, drawing nearer to his point, “But she’s not happy with herself.  She complains about her weight.  It’s not incessant.  Most of the time I think she’s in denial about it.  She thinks once she gets serious that she’ll slim down, no problem. But… the last time we were here, we agreed to work toward losing weight together, making healthier choices with nutrition, and holding each other accountable with exercise...”

        Another pause.

        “And?” Veronica muttered attempting to coax Keith into continuing, “What?  Did Heidi fall off the bandwagon already?”

        “She… never got on the bandwagon to begin with.”  Keith revealed, seemingly embarrassed to divulge such personal information about his wife, but he didn’t stop there, “She’s been putting on weight just as steadily as she was before Thanksgiving.  Her appetite is out of control.”

        “Oh?” The curious therapist nodded a little surprised, but not totally shocked.  The last time Heidi had waddled her way into her office the doughy vascular technician had single-handedly devoured every last scrap of chocolate and candy she kept within reach of her obese client.  The once slim and trim beauty had turned into quite a gluttonous piggy.

        “You should see the way she eats.  She’s like a vacuum sometimes.  I’m not even sure she’s aware of how often she zones out and starts sucking down food like it’s her job.  A whole pizza or a dozen donuts used to be way too much for her, but now she packs it all away in a blink of an eye like it’s nothing.”  Keith explained, as Dr. Keller seemed intent on listening to what he was saying, so he continued, “I’ve sat back and watched as her clothes continue to get tighter and tighter on her fleshy figure.  She’s packing on the pounds like it’s her job.  I try to encourage her to make healthy choices, but I’ve noticed a pattern.  I bugged her about starting back up at the gym like I did, so she buys a gym membership. That’s good.  I’m happy, she’s happy.  No harm done.  Three months later, her membership card found a permanent home next to the phone in the kitchen, not her purse.  I don’t think she’s gone to the gym once since getting her membership.  She tells me she’s thinking about going to the gym all the time, but she never actually goes.  Let me give you another example, my personal trainer suggested limiting how much we eat out or order takeout to once a week.  So, Heidi and I drew up a cooking schedule so we could take turns prepping meals.  She’s on board.  She buys a few new diet cookbooks, sounds thrilled about our plan, but three months later, those books are collecting dust on our shelf.  She’s been ordering junk left and right.  I’m the only one trying to prep and cook healthy meals for us… The running shoes I got her for Christmas are just as clean as the day I bought them for her.  And I can’t remember the last time she went to yoga with any of her friends.”

        “Oh dear…”  Veronica muttered beginning to understand the root of Keith’s concerns.

        “At this point she’d be lucky to see her toes, let alone touch them.”  Keith rambled and vented, “Her belly’s become such an obstacle, she’s been asking me to tie her shoes before she goes out. She’s started complaining about the way her thighs rub together.  Her spatial awareness is completely off, she bumps into people at work, knocks things over all the time at home…  She’s fat, she’s slow, she’s clumsy…  And when she gets upset about it, I don’t know what to do.  She’s not living the lifestyle of a thin person, she’s gotten so lazy and accustomed to eating whatever she wants whenever she wants, I don’t know what to tell her.  She doesn’t enjoy being so heavy, but she doesn’t do anything to change it.  I get a lot of joy from making Heidi happy, but with her weight, I don’t know.  It feels like there is nothing I can do.  I mean, she’s addicted to the lifestyle that made her fat, but she hates being fat. What am I supposed to do?”

         “It sounds like Heidi’s really struggling to kick her bad habits.” Veronica nodded, pondering everything Keith told her.

         “That’s one way of putting it.”  Keith sighed, as he finally worked up the courage to ask Dr. Keller exactly what he came here to say, “Do you think you could reach out to her?  And y’know, talk to her about all this?”

        “Keith… If Heidi wants to see me, she is always welcome, but shouldn’t you communicate this to her?  I mean it’s how you’re feeling.  We talked about this last time.  You need to be able to communicate with your wife.  Poor communication is what started this issue for you two in the first place.  Why’d you come to me instead of talking to her?”  Veronica pushed back seeing, as usual, that Keith had some things to work on as well as Heidi.

        Biting his lip with discomfort, Keith thought about his response before eventually vocalizing it, “I don’t want her taking this the wrong way.  I mean it’s a very sensitive subject for her, for both of us actually.”

       “You’re afraid Heidi will get upset with you?”  Veronica correctly guessed.  Keith seemed like a very brave and masculine fellow, but when it came to his wife, she was certainly the more dominant of the two in the relationship.  Veronica correctly figured he loved her so much that he couldn’t stand the thought of making her feel uncomfortable.

        “Kinda, mostly I just don’t want to make her feel bad about herself.  I know what it’s like to put on a lot of weight. I know what it’s like to… well… struggle to get on the weight loss band wagon.  It sucks.”  Keith managed to express.

        “Keith. Heidi won’t resent you for communicating how you are feeling.  She knows how much you love her.  Just talk to her, the same way you’re talking to me right now.  Time passes, life marches on, no matter what happens the two of you will work through it.”  Veronica replied confident in her assessment of the situation.

        Another pause.

        “You’re right…”  Keith reluctantly agreed, as he let out a sigh and stood up off the couch, “Thanks Doc.”

        “My pleasure young man.  And do remember my parting words from last time.”  Veronica added, as Keith made his way out.

        Stopping to recall what parting wisdom Scott’s ex-wife had given them last time, Keith uttered his best attempt at mimicking what she’d told them, “Don’t stop enjoying our life together just because we’re a little fatter than we wanna be?”

        “That’s it.  That’s right.”  Veronica waved, as Keith smirked to himself and made his way out of her office.

…

       The drive home was a brief period of self-reflection for Keith.  He’d meant every word he’d said to Dr. Keller, but he’d perhaps underemphasized his difficulty adjusting to Heidi’s increasingly heavy size, and lazy attitude in the bedroom.  Where once she was very active in their lovemaking, now he was the one having to do the majority of the work while Heidi lay on her back or big belly and enjoyed herself.  It wasn’t a wholly worse change, he enjoyed taking charge in the bedroom, but he did miss the way Heidi used to athletically straddle and ride him.  He couldn’t remember the last time they’d done it with her on top.  But… Considering how heavy she’d gotten; he wasn’t sure how enjoyable it would be for fat Heidi to ride him like she used to.

        As he continued his trek home, Keith contemplated whether or not to tell Heidi about his visit with Dr. Keller tonight.  On the one hand, it felt like something that wasn’t too big of a deal. On the other, he doubted she’d find out. Tonight, she was busy having her friends over for wine and games. This Spring the tennis squad had morphed into a book club.  Heidi had obviously grown far too overweight to be much of a threat on the tennis court, and it seemed that Lina and Shauna were slowly but surely following in her footsteps.

        Ever since Scott had messed up his leg the couple had been taking it slow, a change that Scott actually preferred at his age.  Without her usual incessant exercising Lina’s appetite got the better of her.  She wasn’t in Heidi’s weight class yet, but at roughly 200lbs, she’d developed quite the girthy gut, along with a plumper butt, chest, and thighs.  She’d fattened up, she was certainly a little more than thick or chubby, but if she was clinically obese according to her BMI, she probably wouldn’t meet the layman’s definition of such just yet.

        Then there was Shauna.  The former model had quit her job months ago and was currently enrolled in a local community college’s culinary program.  She’d told Heidi that she needed hobbies otherwise she’d just keep being a permanent stay at home ‘couch mermaid.’  Keith had asked Heidi about what that meant, and she’d basically explained that it was a prettier way of saying couch potato.  If Shauna was a couch mermaid, Keith figured Heidi had become a ‘couch manatee,’ but he kept such opinions to himself.  Besides, Shauna was on the path to graduating into a couch manatee as well.  The ditzy young woman always struggled to stay slim and now that she wasn’t contractually obligated to keep her waist trim, she wasn’t.  At the moment, her arms and legs still appeared toned, her breasts were still full and perky, as was her backside, but she’d regained her absolute monstrous potbelly.  At 185lbs again, Shauna’s body had quickly returned to its heaviest weight from last year. The size and flabby girth of her belly yet again rivaled that of a woman in the ninth month of her pregnancy.  

        At the moment, the thinnest in the group was Becca who had just given birth to her baby in December and wasn’t close to getting back to her pre-pregnancy shape.  Yet still, her gut was smaller in size than Shauna’s.  That just left Summer.

        Summer had always been the ostracized fatty of the friend group, but now the red-headed former prom queen’s mom-bod looked solidly above average compared to her circle of friends.  She looked much lighter than Heidi did, obviously since Heidi was shorter and much heavier.  Summer was taller and heavier than Lina and Shauna by a little bit, but since she’d been at her elevated weight for such a long time her excess curves seemed to complement her body in a way that wasn’t the case for Lina and Shauna.  For example, even though Summer was heavier, Lina and especially Shauna sported chunkier guts than the chubby red head.  

        The five of them really did resemble a group of overfed suburban book club wives than the fit and sporty tennis squad they used to be. Keith wondered how Scott and Jeff were handling their women’s rapid weight gains but had yet to work up the courage to ask either of them.

        Getting his mind off of Heidi’s friend’s weight woes, Keith focused on driving.  On the way home he passed by numerous fast-food restaurants, each one looking more delectable than the last, but he resisted temptation and didn’t stop for a bite. Before long, he pulled into the driveway and wondered what awaited him inside.

        The last time he’d picked up Heidi from a ‘book club meeting’ she’d polished off a whole bottle of wine herself and had been completely wasted.  Since she was hosting tonight, did that mean she’d restrain herself from overdoing it? Only time would tell, but Heidi didn’t really possess a lot of restraint nowadays.  Keith didn’t get his hopes up, as he exited his car and approached the front door.

        Opening it up and entering as quietly as possible, Keith recognized the scent of pizza and… something else.  His stomach growled as a result, but Keith tried to ignore his cravings. He’d already eaten his fill of chicken and salad before leaving work.  Moving on, Keith closed the door equally as cautiously as he’d opened it before his ears really focused on the myriad of loud drunken female voices coming from the kitchen.  He could hear Heidi, Summer, Shauna, Lina and Becca.  They were squabbling about something.  They all sounded **, although he doubted Becca was having much wine tonight, she was breastfeeding after all.  

        Looking into the living room, Keith spotted the aftermath of what must have been quite the feast tonight.  Three empty pizza boxes, an empty grease-stained container of what was probably cheese fries, and…  empty Chinese food containers??  That was the scent he couldn’t quite piece together.  They’d ordered pizza and Chinese food??  It really seemed to be an odd combination to Keith.

        ‘What a bunch of fatties!’  He couldn’t help, but think to himself, as Keith pondered what had possessed the woman to order such an odd combination of junk food.  He suspected that the bunch of fatties had ordered one of them first, polished everything off, gotten **, and then ordered more food to satiate themselves.  It was the only way it made sense.  Nobody ordered Chinese food and Pizza at the same time.  Nobody.

        ‘Nobody.’  Keith thought again to himself, as he heard Lina’s voice suddenly ring out above everybody else’s:

        “Rabbits don’t lay eggs Shauna!  Easter is a lie!  Read a book!”

        Rambunctious belly laughs rang out, followed by a murmur from Shauna that he couldn’t decipher, before even more loud laughs began emanating from the crew of drunken ladies.  Curious what all the fuss was about, Keith began creeping down the hallway beside the stairs toward the kitchen.  Before he poked his head in to see anything, his nose picked up the distinct scent of chocolate.

…

        Rounding the corner of the kitchen doorway, Keith peered into the room just long enough to spy Shauna, who was wearing what appeared to be an undersized black cocktail dress under one of Heidi’s old cooking aprons from her mother’s bakery, pick up a paper plate of what appeared to be chocolate cake and smear it right into Lina’s laughing face.  The chubby Korean-American trophy wife didn’t seen it coming.  Dressed in a flowery yellow, sleeveless, hollow out twist bodycon dress, Lina’s mouth was wide open as Shauna smothered the left side of her face with moist looking warm chocolate cake.  Icing smeared, and crumbs fell upon her dress.

        In response, all of the drunken ladies standing around the island in the middle of the room erupted in surprise, it was like a bomb had suddenly gone off.  Lina screamed, as she grabbed a handful of icing off her face and hurled it back toward Shauna, who managed to sidestep just enough for the sugary projectile to smack Summer right between her breasts.  From the furious look on her face, Keith could tell she regretted wearing a cleavage flaunting, baby blue v-neck tank top tonight.  From that moment on nobody was safe, Summer joined in the impromptu food fight, grabbing what appeared to be a bag of sugar or flour and flinging it at Lina, only for the powdery substance to explode on contact and completely cover Becca and Heidi.

        Becca, Heidi’s other friend from high school, was covered up with an oversized dark green turtleneck sweater that largely hid the mom-bod the tall pear-shaped crossfit junky was currently sporting.  Regardless, her long and dark curly hair, along with her turtleneck, plaid skirt, and knee-high black boots were immediately covered in the white powdery substance.

        The blonde-haired Heidi faired a little better, since she was wearing a light pink off shoulder lantern sleeve dress that flattered her considerably wider and more blubbery figure.  Both were covered in sugar, but only one of them looked like they were cosplaying as a ghost right now, and it wasn’t Heidi.

        In an instant there were screams, laughter, shrieks, and grunts, as everyone began to retaliate and engage in this drunken food throwing fiesta. Keith’s eyes struggled to keep track of all the activity before he was forced to duck back behind the doorframe he was peering out from, once he saw an egg hurling toward him, another missed throw from Lina.

 

        Not wanting to get involved in this mess or caught in the crossfire, Keith remained safely on the other side of the wall in the hallway. He was out of view but could hear quite well the sound of things escalating in the kitchen.  There was a ton of unintelligible dialogue being belted out.  He was pretty sure he could hear Lina making death threats, Summer squabbling about not getting anything in her hair, and after a few more moments of chaos, Heidi yelling out:

        “Watch the wine!!!”

        The loud shattering notice just afterward signaled to Keith that Heidi’s desperate sounding warning hadn’t been heeded and that it was time for him to make himself know.  Stepping into the doorway, and yelling out with authority, Keith roared, “What on Earth is going on???!!”

        In an instant, the commotion stopped.  Everyone froze.  Keith eyes widened upon seeing the disheveled state of the room.  It was like a bomb had gone off.  Yet, before he could truly digest what happened, his eyes were drawn toward the five drunken ladies around the room.  They were just as messy as the room they were standing in. Well, most of them.

        Shauna was hiding under the kitchen table and appeared pretty unscathed by the hurricane of cake ingredients that had just assaulted the kitchen.  Heidi too, didn’t appear all that messy, standing with her back to the open fridge, she was holding up a messy pan like it was Captain America’s shield.  Then there was Becca, Summer and Lina standing guilty around the island in the center of the room.  Becca was covered head to toe in what appeared to be sugar and flour. Summer’s upper body and bright red hair were drenched with chocolate icing, she also had pieces of egg dripping off her face, and Lina was just a complete mess.  Someone had squirted ketchup at her and someone else had clearly dumped some wine on her, on top of the cake Shauna had painted her face with.

        “So, is this what you do at ‘book club?’”  Keith grunted, disgusted with what he was seeing.

        “Shauna started it.”  Lina tipsily pointed her finger sounding like a vindictive teenager.

        “I don’t care who started it.  Clean yourselves up, and then clean this up.  There is a bathroom in the hallway and two upstairs.  You can borrow some clothes from Heidi.”  Keith barked, as the women seemed to wallow in their silence for a moment, clearly embarrassed for their destructive tipsy behavior.

        Summer was the first to slowly squeeze by him as he stood in the kitchen doorway.  Clearly embarrassed, she avoided direct eye contact, as she attempted not to bump into him, before muttering, “I call dibs on the master bathroom.”

        “I want the master bathroom!”  Lina complained in response.

        “We can take turns.”  Becca reminded her, as they followed quickly behind Summer, also sidestepping carefully so as not to bump into Keith.

        “Fineee…”  Lina grunted, as she followed behind Becca and, like Summer, was careful not to bump into Keith.

        With those three out of the way, Keith’s stern eyes lingered on his wife, who was currently hiding her face from him with the messy frying pan she’d been defending herself with.

        “Am I in trouble?”  Heidi hummed from her spot in front of the fridge, while she slowly lowered her pan and made eye contact with her husband.

        “That depends, did you break that wine bottle over there?” Keith pointed, as Heidi looked on with a little relief on her face.

        “That was Shauna.”  Heidi pointed toward the kitchen table where her friend was still hiding.

        “I’m sooo sorry.  I don’t know what came over me.  I think I just blacked out.”  Shauna apologized, as she crawled out from under the kitchen table and shakily got to her feet.  She seemed a bit more ** than everyone else.  Yet,, Keith could see that the only food she’d been hit with lay on the apron she was wearing.  If this drunken food fight had a winner, it was probably Shauna.

        “Come on, let’s get changed.”  Heidi said, as she motioned for Shauna to follow the others upstairs.

        “Okay…”  Shauna accepted, as she arched her shoulders backward, inadvertently stuck out her gut even more, reached behind her **-bellied waist, and tried to untie the apron.  However, it seemed like she was having a little trouble.  She even stumbled a little bit while standing in place.

       “Come on, hurry up.”  Heidi impatiently replied, while Shauna seemed to lose her balance again and bumped her butt into the kitchen table.

       “I can’t!  You tied it too tight!”  Shauna pouted, as she seemed to regain her balance.  In response, Heidi approached her and motioned for Shauna to turn around. Shauna quickly obeyed, eager for help. It was weird to see someone who once looked so firm and fit now appear so soft and squishy.  The apron’s little belt literally dug into Shauna’s pudgy love handles.

        “Hmhm, this was loose when I tied it.  Shouldn’t have eaten so much pizza!”  Heidi teased, as she reached her plump arms around Shauna’s thick pudgy waist and gave her roll of outwardly protruding belly-fat a squeeze.

        “*Burp!*”  Shauna couldn’t help but belch, as Heidi’s squeeze forced some unwanted gas out of her mouth.  Recovering, Shauna pointed out, “You’re one to talk, you ate twice as much as anyone else.”

        “I’m fat.  I’m allowed to eat more than you skinny bitches.”  Heidi quickly retorted, as she focused on freeing Shauna from her old apron. It took a moment or two, but eventually Heidi succeeded.

        As the apron came off, Shauna breathed in with gusto, “Oh my god, didn’t realize how much that was squeezing the life outta me.”

        That’s when both Keith and Heidi realized that in the commotion of the food fight, Shauna’s undersized cocktail dress had ridden up to her rounded squishy waist, completely exposing her panties.  Keith looked away; Heidi rushed to tug her dress low enough to cover her undies.

        “Oh, oops.  Thanks.” Was all Shauna had to say about the debacle before waddling her way toward Keith in the doorway and attempting to squeeze past him, with a blissfully innocent, “Pardon me.”

       Unlike the other girls, Shauna’s swollen gut stuck out further than the rest, even though she wasn’t as heavy as Lina or Summer. As she attempted to sidestep Keith, her mushy belly bumped into his own.

        “Sorry!”  Shauna blushed something fierce, as her hands rushed to her gut and attempted to do what her softened abdominal muscles were clearly too weak to do, compress her stomach just enough to squeeze by Keith.  Now forcefully holding her gut in, she squeezed by Heidi’s husband with minimal contact and quickly waddled her way down the hallway before trudging up the stairs.

        “I better go keep an eye on them.”  Heidi tipsily hummed, as she foolishly attempted the same maneuver Shauna had just pulled to squeeze by Keith.  However, unlike Shauna, who was pushing 185lbs, Heidi was pushing 285lbs and there was just no way her cumbersomely fattened body was going to squeeze between her roughly 300-pound husband and a doorway.  So, instead of sneaking by Keith, Heidi’s big belly, clothed in a dress which was lathered in sugar, smacked right into him.

        “Oof!”  Keith grunted caught off guard that Heidi would even attempt to try to step past him while he remained in the doorway.

        “Suck in babe!”  Heidi blushed, as she stubbornly continued her attempt to force herself to squeeze by her husband.

        “Let me move out of the way!  What are you doing??  You can’t fit past me!”  Keith breathed out in disbelief that Heidi was even trying this.

        “I could if you would just suck in!”  Heidi grunted, as her momentum halted, while she and Keith became wedged in the doorway, belly to belly.  He could feel her warm mass of blubber squeezing against his own gut. Her lack of awareness regarding her current overinflated size probably annoyed him more than anything that was happening right now.  It was hard for him to imagine that she could seriously believe that ‘sucking in’ was the solution to their problem right now.

        “Alright,” Keith relented deciding to humor his wife, “Let’s suck in on three, two, one!”

        “Guhh!”  Heidi burst unable to free herself from the doorway.

        “See?”  Keith hummed sounding smug.  The look on his face matched his tone.  Even in her drunken state, Heidi was beginning to realize the truth of the error she’d made.

         “Whatever, you were right, just get me out of here before someone sees!”  Heidi pleaded as Keith rose to his tippy toes, and used both arms to lift his gut upward, allowing Heidi just enough space to squeeze by him little by little.

        It wasn’t instant relief, Heidi’s warm doughy body was still forced into his own a bit too much for comfort.  She had to grunt and groan, huff and struggle to free herself from this embarrassing situation she’d gotten herself into.  She sounded as fat and helpless as she looked.  To her credit though, she didn’t give up. With one last grunt of effort, Heidi forced herself passed him and the two popped free.

        Catching her breath for a moment, Heidi didn’t have anything smart to say right away.  Instead, she just looked Keith in the eye and shrugged.

       “Jesus!  We need bigger doorways, huh?”  Heidi complained, as she patted herself off and externalized the problem at hand.

       ‘Bigger doorways, or less fat bodies…’  Keith thought to himself, as he patted some sugar off his sweater with annoyance.  Or was it flour?  Or powdered sugar?  He wasn’t sure.  All he knew was that he was annoyed Heidi had gotten him all messy too.

        “Sure do.”  He replied, while biting his tongue, “Now go get cleaned up.  I’ll start fixing up this mess.”

        “Okay,” Heidi nodded, as she leaned in and whispered, “Y’know, it was kinda hot the way you yelled at us.”

        “I did not yell at you guys.  I may have raised my voice…”  Keith began to argue as Heidi shook her head.

        “Save some of that energy for me later, okay?  I think I deserve to be punished for my poor behavior.” Heidi winked, as her hand gave her husband’s manhood a satisfied squeeze.

        It wasn’t until that moment that Keith realized he was hard as a rock.

        ‘When did that happen??’  Keith thought to himself a little embarrassed.  Nothing had turned him on.  Certainly not Heidi’s lack of spatial awareness.  If anything he was a little annoyed with Heidi at the moment. However, while watching her big butt waddle away all pleased with herself for turning him on when he was mad at her, Keith couldn’t deny he was feeling a physical urge to give his bratty wife a spanking she’d certainly enjoy.  As he started cleaning, he couldn’t get his mind off of the idea.

        Neither could Heidi, as she took her time and paced herself up the stairs.  She didn’t want to hurry too fast and lose her breath in front of her friends.  Besides, her brain was a little distracted by thoughts of her husband f*cking her into submission.

        When she did eventually link up with her friends, Heidi waited her turn to clean herself up in the master bathroom, as Summer, Becca, and Lina headed downstairs to help Keith with the cleanup.  However, before Shauna joined the others, Heidi had the ditzy brunette help her out of her dress.  Without the flattering clothing, Heidi’s body looked girthy and bulbous, larger than it had been the last time Shauna had seen Heidi in her underwear.  However, Shauna kept her observation to herself and waited until Heidi was done changing before the two of them headed back downstairs together.

        For a food fight that only took a minute or two to transpire the cleanup took a good half-hour.  The whole time, Heidi and Keith were sneaking excited looks at one another, feeling some anticipation for what was to happen once all of the guests went home.

        A little while later, the husbands arrived one by one to pick up their wives, and Heidi and Keith were left alone to enjoy each other’s company.  Keith went upstairs to take a shower, and Heidi got busy lighting some candles in their bedroom.  While in the shower, Keith pondered bringing up the conversation he’d had with Dr. Keller earlier.  However, the mood of the evening was clear and he didn’t want to kill it.  Perhaps the time to talk to Heidi about making good on her desire to lose weight was tomorrow morning.

        Exiting the shower, and entering the bedroom in nothing but a towel, Keith’s eyes were treated to quite a sight, Heidi laying naked on her side beckoning him to join her in bed.  His eyes lingered on her many folds of thick belly fat, as he took off his towel, got in bed next to her, and let her cuddle up to him.  Her lips were on his in an instant.  Her hand ventured to massage him until he got nice and hard for her.  It took longer than usual for him to get in the mood.

        Heidi was trying, but his brain couldn’t ignore the fact she’d gotten so big.  They’d done this routine so many times, he was feeling a little bored of what came next. Heidi would roll onto her back and beckon him to pleasure her, or she’d roll onto her tummy and beg for it on the side of the bed of doggy style.  He wanted to spank her, or do her against the wall, or something different from what had become their usual sexual escapades.

        That’s when Heidi, who was noticing the issue Keith was having downstairs suggested something.

        “Wanna 69?”  She chirped enthusiastically.

        The last time they’d done that, Heidi hadn’t been a pound over 125lbs.

        “I don’t know.  I’m not sure I’m feeling it tonight.  I think I’m dehydrated.”  Keith complained not really too excited by the thought of Heidi crushing him tonight.

        “I’ll get you some water.”  Heidi smiled, as she patted her husband on the chest and slowly rolled herself out of bed.

        With a sigh, he watched her leave the room, her blobby body jiggling with every step.

        Rolling onto his back, Keith thought about his conversation with Dr. Keller again.  He was having trouble keeping the secret after all, yet he was still a bit uncomfortable vocalizing his feelings to Heidi about this.  Perhaps this was the reason he was struggling to get excited? Or maybe it was just that Heidi’s bigger body didn’t excite him as much as her thinner and fitter body had.

        Feeling some guilt for not giving his wife what she wanted, he tried to clear his head.  Closing his eyes, he pictured Heidi the way she once was, back in college when they’d first gotten together.  Touching himself as he daydreamed, before he knew it, he was good to go, problem solved.

        Or was it?  Wasn’t this what Heidi had admitted to doing when his weight gain had turned her off?  Was picturing a different version of Heidi a healthy way to deal with the fact he found her large weight gain… unattractive?

        Maybe, maybe not.  If he didn’t tell Heidi, she’d never know, but then he’d be keeping secrets, just like she’d been.

        Letting out a sigh, Keith stopped fantasizing about the younger hotter version of his wife.  He stopped touching himself too.  He didn’t want to be hard as a rock when Heidi returned with his water anyway. She’d ask what he was thinking about, and he’d have to tell her then.

        ‘Where is Heidi with my water anyway?’  Keith thought to himself.  It didn’t take that long to walk to the kitchen and walk back. What was she doing?

        Curious, Keith eased himself out of bed quietly and slowly creeped out of the bedroom and toward the steps.  He could hear something coming from the kitchen and it didn’t sound like water pouring into a glass.  Venturing downstairs, Keith softly approached the same spot he’d taken shelter in earlier from the food fight.  He could hear quite well now.  Heidi was eating something.

        With a little irritation about his wife’s cavalier attitude about her weight loss, Keith peered his head into the same doorframe Heidi had trapped in between thanks to their combined excess bodyfat.  Immediately, he noticed his wife’s particularly large and round booty sticking out from behind the fridge door.

         “Heidi!  What do you think you’re doing?”  He grunted at his wits end for Heidi’s gluttonous behavior tonight.

        She turned around right away with a certain look of guilt and shame on her face muttering with her mouth full, “I’m sorry Keith…  I couldn’t resist…”

        Spying the handful of cake in her hand, Keith barked, “Throw it out.”

        Looking down at her snack, and then back at her husband, Heidi grunted a combative, “Make me.”

        Then she lifted her plump fingers to her face and took a defiant chomp, while maintaining eye contact with her husband. This wasn’t the first time Keith had caught her sneaking a midnight snack.  She knew that if she threw his uppity tone back at him, he’d back off and let her eat what she wanted.  However, her eyes were drawn to something, her husband hardening up something fierce. Had her sassy challenge excited him?? This was new.

        Bursting with pent up irritation, Keith stomped toward her unexpectedly and grunted, “Fine.  I will.”

        As an excited smile escaped from Heidi’s face, she took another bite of her cake before Keith grabbed her wrist and shook the rest of it out her hand and let it fall to the floor.  Letting out a shriek of sadness for her fallen treat, Heidi yanked her wrist away from her husband’s grasp, turned around, and bent over, using her big naked butt to box him out, as she grabbed some more cake and continued eating to spite her husband’s attempt to exert authority over her.

        This defiance prompted Keith to grab her hips forcefully and pull her towards him.  In an instant she felt him thrust deep into her.  The sensation was outstanding.  So much so that the cake Heidi’s been chewing in her mouth fell right on out as she moaned with pleasure.

        Grabbing her hair and pulling it just how she liked as he continued furiously thrusting into her, Keith grunted loudly, “If you ever want to lose weight, you’re going to have to start trashing the sweets honey!”

        “Make me!”  Heidi chirped with little defiance desperate for her husband to continue giving it to her with such passion.

        Going harder and faster, Keith grunted, “You can’t keep pigging out every night and expect me to believe you’re taking your weight loss seriously!”

        “But I am!”  Heidi moaned so innocently Keith truly believed she meant it.  

        Moving his firm grip from Heidi’s wide and soft hips to her globular gut, Keith squeezed Heidi tighter and countered, “I don’t think you’re losing weight babycakes, have you even gone to the gym since you bought your membership?”

        “I’ll go tomorrow!”  Heidi grunted unable to contain just how much she was enjoying the way Keith was ramming her into the refrigerator.

        “You say that everyday!”  Keith fired back with another series of hard forceful thrusts that were sending Heidi over the edge.

        “I promise I’ll go tomorrow, just keep f*cking me, ugh!!!  Just like that!”  Heidi begged, as Keith gave his fat wife exactly what she asked for.  She started shaking all over, her legs seemed to buckle, but with his arms under her gut he was able to keep her upright, as she cried out with pleasure.

        He’d hold her to her promise this time.

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Part 14

        “Heidi Collins?  Come on back.” A nurse called out, scanning the modestly crowded waiting area for an above average sized blonde woman only to see a much fatter blonde blimp raise her hand and respond…

        “Just a second…”  Heidi replied, as she slowly tried to stand up and wiggle her hips free of the confining chair her expansive backside was currently stuck in.  It took a moment or two, but luckily before too many people had turned their heads to disapprovingly watch her struggle, Keith reached behind her and gave her just enough of a push to help her slip free from her confined seated position, rise to her feet, and catch her breath, “Thanks sweetheart.”

        “Anytime.”  Keith smiled, before adding, “Good luck.  I’ll be waiting right here when you get back.”

        Slowly gathering her composure, Heidi checked her outfit making sure she hadn’t ruffled anything.  Her smocked bodice, plus-sized, yellow tank dress and jean jacket combination worked wonders concealing just how far Heidi had unknowingly fattened up over the last six months since she’d gotten ‘serious’ about losing weight.  The jean jacket concealed her increasingly puffy upper arms, the dress hid the true gluttonous extent of her thighs, hips, butt and lower belly, while highlighting the one redeeming quality her obese figure had going for it, her enormously swollen cleavage.

       Feeling presentable, Heidi bent over and gave her husband a kiss before reluctantly waddling toward the plump young nurse who called her name.  She then followed her back toward the medical offices.  It had been over a year since her last doctor’s visit, but now that the month of August was nearing its end, Heidi realized she couldn’t put it off any longer.

        Last time, she’d weighed 60 pounds over her ideal weight, this year, she’d weigh substantially more than that…  She’d been holding out hope that she’d lose some weight before having to subject herself to a doctor’s office weigh-in, but despite her efforts she knew her attempts to stick to her diet and exercise more often had not borne fruit.

        She wanted to believe her efforts had caused her weight to plateau at around 280-290 pounds, so much so Heidi was willing to ignore all evidence to the contrary.  Sensitive to her size, Heidi hadn’t hopped upon a scale since she started taking her weight more seriously.  Today would be her moment of truth.  Yet, instead of feeling triumphant, Heidi just felt paranoid and insecure.  Hence why she’d dragged Keith along for moral support.

        ‘I’m the fattest person in here today…’ Heidi thought to herself, as she looked around and realized at a glance that she dwarfed even the typically plump secretaries in terms of bulk and fat.  Her large size in comparison to others was something Heidi had grown increasingly more aware of the longer she lived her life at her vastly elevated weight.

       With a growing sense of dread, the plump nurse and Heidi turned a corner and began approaching a scale in the hallway.  Slowing her waddle, Heidi wanted to delay the inevitable. Consequently, the nurse reached the scale a few strides before she did and motioned for Heidi to hurry up and, “Step on!”

        After catching up, and taking off her shoes, Heidi reluctantly removed her jean jacket.  She didn’t want to display her thick arms, but she also knew her jean jacket had some weight to it that she’d rather not count toward her overall total.  Now ready to step on the scale, Heidi tried doing so delicately.  She needed to be a little careful, because her belly had grown so large that it nearly touched the wall in front of her while she tried to stand still.  Looking down, Heidi blushed, realizing that her breasts and belly were too fat for her to see the number her bodyweight was producing on the electric scale.

        She couldn’t admit it to Keith, or anyone for that matter, but no matter how hard she tried, no matter how many good habits she tried incorporating into her current lifestyle, she couldn’t shake the fattening habits she’d purposely acquired all those many months ago to effectively blackmail Keith into getting back in shape.  It was horribly embarrassing; she’d planted the seeds that were currently sabotaging her efforts to make any positive progress.

        To make matters worse, Keith had really gotten on a roll with his fitness and was now losing steady amounts of weight every month, while she hadn’t been able to lose so much as one.  She was happy for him, to be sure, he seemed much happier, and she found him increasingly more irresistible in bed, but she knew he wasn’t happy with her lack of progress.  Neither was she.

        Keith still treated her the way she wanted to be treated, both inside and out of the bedroom, but she knew from their couple’s therapy sessions that he was a little bummed out she hadn’t yet made progress toward getting back to her old weight.  Perhaps bummed out wasn’t the right expression, but it was something that bothered him.  She probably understood what he was feeling better than he did, after all, she’d had to tolerate years of Keith being out of shape.  It was dissatisfaction.  Simple as that.  He was dissatisfied she wasn’t living up to her word and slimming down along with him.  Frankly, she was dissatisfied about her lack of progress as well.

        Although, she was a little more than dissatisfied.  Heidi wasn’t exactly sure when it happened, but sometime a few months ago, it had happened.  The unthinkable.  She’d officially eclipsed her husband in fatness.  

        It had been a humiliating realization over the summer.  Instead of their usual beach trip all of their college friends rented a massive cabin in the mountains.  Keith received praise from everyone about starting to get back in shape, Heidi and her inflating body were ignored.  Despite some awkwardness, Heidi and Keith had some fun.  They even attended a water park one afternoon.

       However, when preparing to ride down a couple’s tube slide, a scrawny female lifeguard informed Heidi that the heavier person needed to sit in the back of the tube.  Apparently, to this lifeguard’s eyes, she was unquestionably heavier than her husband.  Keith didn’t seem surprised at all.  Heidi protested, but eventually conceded to the little brat’s demands so as not to hold up the line.  All the while, Keith remained silent during the interaction and afterward.  Neither of them brought this fact up to Veronica during their couple’s therapy sessions, but it was probably visually obvious to their therapist at this point that Heidi was the heavier and fatter partner in the relationship.  Keith was so much taller than her, he still had a gut, but his efforts at the gym were visually obvious.  She was so short that she looked much fatter than her husband now, even if their weight in real terms probably wasn’t that far off from one another in her mind.

         It was weird.  She’d always held some sort of unspoken power in their relationship dynamic because she was conventionally attractive.  Keith treasured her like a valued resource and was very protective of her when other men bought her drinks or complemented her.  He still treasured her and treated her the same, but since she’d achieved clinical obesity, it had been a very long time since any man other than Keith had expressed any interest in her.  As such, Keith really didn’t have to demonstrate his protective side around her, and Heidi missed that. 

        On the flip side, other than Sophie being a nutjob, Heidi hadn’t had to worry about other women making advances toward Keith since college, but now that he was really starting to get back in shape and trim up, she was starting to worry.  Call it jealousy, call it being insecure, but Heidi now noticed other women daring to glance at her husband now and then.  She knew Keith would never consider cheating on her, but even so, ever since this new dynamic started happening between them, Heidi had felt compelled to be more forthcoming in her appreciation for her husband’s loyalty and non-wandering eyes.  This appreciation/insecurity took many forms, such as a return to doing chores around the house, cooking for him, more time spent together, and even sexual favors.  Heidi enjoyed the fact that the two of them seemed to improve their strong sexual chemistry together as the contrast between their bodies grew more noticeable by the day, but she longed for the days when she was more fit and confident in her body.

         “Okayyy.”  The nurse mumbled getting Heidi to snap out or her current insecure strain of thought, “I just wanna double check something.  According to your chart, you weighed 191 pounds last year.  Is that correct?”

        “Umm…”  Heidi stalled wanting to spare herself some embarrassment.  Coming up with a quick little lie, and trying to sell it, Heidi grabbed her gut with both hands smiled and replied, “No.  Last year, I was probably 291 pounds…  Maybe that’s a typo or something on your chart.”

        “Oh.  Ohhhh!  Okay.  That makes more sense.  I’ll fix this.  Sorry about that.”  The nurse nodded scribbling something on her chart.

       It was at that moment that Heidi realized she hadn’t seen the number on the scale she was standing on, and the nurse never told her.  Trying to drum up some optimism, Heidi slowly stepped of the scale and asked, “So umm…  How much did I lose since last year?”

        She hoped she was closer to 280 than 290, but anything phrased as weight loss would sound good to her ears.

       “Lose?”  The nurse questioned, as Heidi’s heart sank, “Umm…  Sorry, but you’ve actually gained…  42 pounds.”

        “42 pounds???”  Heidi coughed, while the nurse double checked what she’d written on the chart and then nodded.  Unable to come to terms with this horrifying realization, Heidi tried to do the math in her head, but couldn’t manage the simple addition, “So that means I weigh…”

        “333 pounds.”  The nurse matter-of-factly replied.

        “O-okay.” Heidi gulped, breathing a little more quickly, “T-thanks for y’know.  That.  Info.”

        “Anytime.”  The nurse smiled not picking up on Heidi’s panicked response, “Alright, follow me.”

        In silence, Heidi grabbed her jacket, squeezed on her shoes, and followed the nurse to the examination room while her brain tried to process what she’d just learned.  While she’d been busting her butt trying to lose weight, she’d gained 42 pounds???!!!!

        ‘It’s not possible…’  Heidi thought to herself frantically, ‘It’s not possible!’

        Once in the room, the nurse had Heidi sit down on the examination table and told her, “The doctor will be with you shortly.”

        Nodding, Heidi couldn’t bring herself to vocalize a response.  In her head her brain just kept racing, ‘What am I going to tell Keith??  He’s going to be so disappointed!’

        Placing one worried hand upon her protruding gut, Heidi felt her internal panic and stress induce a sudden feeling of severe hunger.  Trying to resist this impulse, Heidi muttered to herself, “I’m not hungry, I just had McDonald’s like half an hour ago…”

        But it was no use.  Craving comfort, her well-trained brain started fantasizing about all sorts of delicious junk foods she could suck down to satiate herself and improve her mood.  Ice cream, cheesecake, cheese fries, burgers, creamy pasta’s…  The list was endless.  For the better part of five minutes, Heidi distracted herself from the horrifying truth of her continued weight gain by drooling over the thought of eating more food.  

        Her gluttonous internal spiral only halted itself when she remembered she’d dragged Keith along with her today.  If she ate like a pig in front of him, well…  Keith ‘punishing’ her for cheating on her diet had basically become standard foreplay for them at this point ever since that incident with the fridge six months ago.  Nothing seemed to put him in the mood, or her for that matter, then their little ongoing nightly game of cops and robbers.  Keith was the cop policing the kitchen and pantry, and she was the robber trying to sneak extra food without getting caught.  Although, since getting caught likely meant she received a frisky sexual scenario from her husband, Heidi never really tried to be a great food robber.

        Lost in her horny thoughts, Heidi snapped back to attention when she heard a knock and a voice on the other side of the door, “Hello, Fred Bullard, N.P. May I come in?”

        “You may.” Heidi chirped, as she grabbed her jean jacket and quickly put it back on.

        “Hello Heidi.  How are you today?” Fred smiled offering Heidi a polite handshake.

        Accepting, Heidi shook the man’s hand, “I’m good.  Could be better.”

        “Why’s that?”  Fred wondered.

        “I…  gained a bit more weigh this year than I realized.”  Heidi blushed, feeling embarrassed by the truth of her situation.

        “Let’s see, according to your chart…”  Fred spoke, pausing and bringing the chart closer to his eyes for a moment, “You gained 42 pounds this year?”

        “Sounds about right.”  Heidi quickly squeaked hoping Fred wouldn’t take a closer look at her chart and realize she lied to the nurse about her weight last year to make her substantial weight gain this year seem a little more tolerable by contrast.

        “Hmm…”  Fred hummed, as he flipped through the pages on his clipboard.

         Not wanting Fred to discover her little white lie, Heidi quickly directed his attention back at her, “I feel like such a loser.  I can’t lose weight.  I’ve been trying to diet for months, but I always get fed up and stuff my face every few days.  Then I feel guilty about breaking my diet and start reaching for comfort food to make myself feel better.  I just want to lost weight, why is it so impossible??”

        “Losing weight can certainly feel impossible, but it is possible.  You don’t wanna let yourself get so discouraged.  Perhaps you just need some help?  I can direct you to quality nutritionists, dietitians, personal trainers.”  Fred explained, trying to be helpful.

        “I guess this is what it’s come to…  Okay…  If you wanna give me some numbers, I’ll make some calls tomorrow.  I promise.”  Heidi swore even unconsciously putting a hand over her heart to try and sell him on the sincerity of her idea, “I’m sick of being this big.  I get winded from a single flight of stairs, I waddle a lot more than I used to, and I’m noticing my appetite never feels satisfied anymore no matter how much I eat…”

        “Could you describe a little more what you mean?”  Fred questioned, “Like you’re not feeling full anymore after a big meal?”

       “No-no-no, I still feel full when I eat a lot, but I just still feel hungry…  Like, even when I’m full.”  Heidi clarified trying to make more sense.

        “Mhh, well it’s very likely, you've expanded your stomach as you’ve put on weight.  Probably throwing off your hunger cues.”  Fred explained much to Heidi’s embarrassment.

        “Like literally, my stomach?  Are you serious?”  Heidi blushed.  Perhaps it was the way he phrased it, or his tone of voice sounding slightly judgmental, but Heidi felt like she was now starting to sweat.

        “Yeah.  Afraid so.”  Fred nodded.

        “So… because I’ve consumed so much food and gotten so fat, my stomach is literally taking up more space??  Craving more food, even when I’m full?”  Heidi wanted to clarify.

         “That’s what I’m saying.  That’s one reason why clinically obese people like yourself struggle to lose weight.  Your stomach has grown, and so has your ability to stretch it.”  Fred added in a way that Heidi felt was a little unfair.

        ‘Is he trying to scare me into losing weight??’ Heidi thought to herself vindictively.

        “I’m clinically obese, but I’ve been going to the gym a couple times a week these past few months, I’m sure I’ve got some muscle under all this… fat.  I’m not as unhealthy as I look.  I got my bloodwork done a few…”  Heidi began to prattle on in her defense, but her nurse practitioner cut her off.

        “Look Heidi, it’s not my job to sugarcoat things for you.  I’m your doctor, I’ve seen your bloodwork.  Your blood pressure and cholesterol are looking surprisingly fine.  In theory you shouldn’t need to immediately worry about your weight.  However, and pardon my French, carrying extra weight can really suck as you get older.  In ten years when you’re nearing your 40s your metabolism is going to slow down, it’s going to be harder for you to lose the weight...   Your joints will thank you if you start getting a handle on this now.”  He expressed more warmly than he sounded before.

        “So how worried should I be about my weight?  You tell me.”  Heidi responded with a question.

        “I think it’s all a balance - no, you shouldn't have to stress and make yourself miserable to lose weight if you feel healthy and happy.  But, it's important to consider the possible challenges you'll face later in life with a slower metabolism and remember that you aren’t always going to feel as great as you do now.  Health is a balancing act.  You don’t smoke.  You’re relatively young.  Your only real issue is your weight.  You have an opportunity as you’re nearing your 30s to build better habits.  I’m not saying you should stress and be worried, but you should take care of yourself.”  Fred concluded, “that’s all I’m saying.”

        …

        The walk out of the hospital was a quiet one for husband and wife.  Upon reaching the elevators, Keith could tell Heidi’s mood was a little sour.  Rather than tell him how her doctor’s visit had gone, she’d been completely closed-lipped about the whole thing.

        To Keith’s surprise, while they waited for an elevator to arrive, Heidi let out a sigh, and took his hand.  However, rather than simply holding it, she tugged his arm behind her back and released his hand right upon her rather large butt.  Pleasantly surprised by Heidi’s silent show of warmth, he smiled and gave her fleshy backside what he thought Heidi wanted, a frisky firm squeeze.

        “Eep!”  Heidi gasped, sounding caught quite off guard.  Rather than enjoy the affection he’d just given her, Heidi’s softened face quickly darted toward him.  Her cheeks were blushing red, her eyes had widened with alarm, in a quiet, yet shrill tone, Heidi quickly yelped, “Keep it in your pants!  We’re in public!”

        “Why’d you put my hand there if you didn’t want me to grab it?”  Keith gently countered, more confused than irritated that Heidi had just snapped at him out of nowhere.

        “I meant to put it around my waist…”  Heidi conceded, as Keith pieced together that if what Heidi was saying was true, then she’d overestimated her clumsier coordination and underestimated the degree to which her swollen butt cheeks stuck out behind her.  He could now see where her embarrassment was coming from.

        Before he could apologize, the door to the elevator across from them slowly began to open silencing their back and forth for the time being.  The elevator was packed full of people, some hospital employees and some others.  Keith noticed all eyes darted toward Heidi as the two of them approached and the onlookers attempted to make space for them.

       Keith didn’t have an issue squeezing in among the crowd, but that wasn’t the case for Heidi.  Thanks to her short stature and elevated weight, she’d grown outward considerably and took up much more space than a normal person would.  She attempted to smush herself against her husband in order to fit.  

        Keith couldn’t believe how round and soft Heidi’s once flawless body had become.  Leaning into him as forcefully as she was, he shook his head to shake off a feeling of embarrassment beginning to creep into his mind.  He could feel people staring at her struggle and probably at him since he was with her.  He had to remind himself of something their therapist had told him, Heidi’s weight problem didn’t reflect negatively upon him.  It was her problem, and it was his job to support her any way he could.  Anybody whose opinion really mattered to him; wouldn’t care he was married to such a fat wife.

       “Keith…  Help me.”  Heidi muttered growing breathless as she tried to press into him enough so she could fit fully inside the elevator.  Once again, her butt was posing a problem.

        The automatic elevator doors attempted to shut, but thanks to Heidi’s meaty cheeks in the way, they were forced open again.  Keith grabbed Heidi’s mushy love handles and attempted to pull her closer, but her girthy belly couldn’t be squished into him anymore than it already was.  Heidi’s face turned bright red as the doors to the elevator once again failed to automatically close thanks to her oversized rear end continuing to get in the way.  Hearing some sighs of frustration from the elevator crowd they were trying to fit into, Heidi grabbed Keith’s hand and ordered in defeat, “We’ll get the next one.”

        As Heidi grabbed his hand, and pulled him back out of the elevator, Keith ignored how moist and warm her grip felt and instead focused on the look of relief on the faces of pretty much everyone in the elevator.  These silent stares equated to noiseless disapproval and unacceptance of Heidi’s obese status.  He knew it, because it used to be something he encountered on a daily basis before he’d started getting his weight under control.  Now his beautiful wife was the victim of society’s cruel unspoken judgments.

        He knew it felt terrible to experience, as the door to the elevator closed without them in it, it was obvious that Heidi’s mood had soured even further.  Evidenced by the next thing she vulnerably blurted out of her mouth, “Need anything from the vending machine?  I need a snack.”

       Comfort eating.  Keith recognized the pattern of behavior with his wife.  She coped with every source of stress the same way nowadays, although she tended to have specific cravings for specific stressors.  A rough day at work?  Ice cream and Oreos.  Friction because his mother commenting on her weight?  Curly fries and a fried fish sandwich from Arby’s.  A rough day at the gym?  A trip to her mother’s bakery to binge on cupcakes, donuts, and god knows what else.

        “I’m good.  Breakfast from McDonalds is still holding me over.”  Keith declined Heidi’s invitation to indulge.  With a frown, she turned her back to him and waddled down the hall toward the vending machine.  He followed, pondering why Heidi seemingly expressed disapproval when he refused to eat junk with her, in spite of the fact she seemed to deeply enjoy the fact he was actually losing weight consistently every month now.  It didn’t make sense to him.

        Watching Heidi lumber to a halt in front of the vending machine, he watched as she pulled out her purse and began tapping in what she wanted.  Before long, a bag of chips, a candy bar, and what appeared to be a ** bag of M&M’s dropped from the display, and Heidi bent over to pick up her junk food, letting out a loud sigh as she did so.  It was like her blubbery gut force the wind out of her lungs whenever she tried to bend.

        With food now in hand, they found a seat on a nearby bench, and Heidi began feasting away, as Keith remained silent.  He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and just held her while she indulged to show his support for her.  Part of him was tempted to scold her for eating like this directly after her doctor’s visit, Heidi tended to get feisty when he policed her food consumption, and Keith found Heidi’s feistiness irresistible.  However, reading the proverbial room, for the moment, Keith kept his impulses under control.

        Eventually, husband and wife were able to successfully make it out of the hospital and into Heidi’s car without further incident.  The drive home was pretty quiet as well.  Heidi put on some music and seemed a little distant.  So, Keith didn’t question Heidi when she pulled into Dunkin Donuts for a large, iced coffee.  She claimed to be craving some caffeine despite the fact she’d already sucked down some McDonalds coffee earlier in the morning.  As their brief detour concluded,  Heidi utilized her outward protruding belly like a table to rest her drink on while she drove and drank, all the while Keith wondered if Heidi might have splurged on some donuts had he not accompanied her today.  He suspected she wasn’t that faithful to her diet when he wasn’t around, after all, she hardly remained faithful to it when he was around.  He considered raising his concerns but thought better of it for the moment.

         It was only around the time they passed Heidi’s mother’s bakery, that Keith finally worked up the courage to actually check on her, “So…  What are you thinking about?”

       “Hmm?”  Heidi hummed seeming like she wasn’t paying attention until now, “Lunch.  You hungry?”

       “No.  Not really…  Everything, okay?”  Keith reiterated more to the point than before, while Heidi sucked one last time on her straw and then placed her empty coffee in an actual cup holder instead of back onto her belly.

       “Yeah.  Why?”  Heidi replied sounding upset, but not upset with him.

        “You seem…”  Keith was dying to say ‘upset’ but he didn’t want to risk triggering Heidi’s temper, so instead he went with a more tactful, “Off.  You just seem a little off.”

       “I just…”  Heidi gulped biting her lip for a moment before continuing, “I just was surprised by how much I weighed.  I though I…  I thought I’d made more progress than I did.”

        “How often are you weighing yourself?”  Keith wondered, trying to be sensitive.

        “I’m not.”  Heidi replied, as the hand she wasn’t using to steer right now moved to unconsciously scratch her double chin.

        “Oh.”  Keith hummed, not initially surprised by Heidi’s response.  He figured as much.

        “What?”  Heidi questioned her husband’s tone, “You have something to say?”

        “No, it just makes sense that you’d be surprised if you’re not checking.”  Keith replied trying to deescalate.  However, his curiosity got the better of him, “So…  How much did you lose so far?  What’s the number?”

       “Since I started my dieting and exercising?”  Heidi seemingly sought to clarify, although it appeared to Keith that she was stalling for time.

        “Yeah.”  Keith replied without delay.

        “Umm…  42 pounds…”  Heidi mumbled keeping her eyes firmly on the road.

        “You’ve lost 42 pounds?”  Keith doubted in disbelief, if anything it looked like Heidi had gained 40 pounds since she started dieting.

        “No…  I’ve gained 42 pounds…”  Heidi reluctantly sighed, beginning to blush yet again.

        “I thought you said you’ve made progress.”  Keith countered, calling out Heidi for lying to him just now.

        Pursing her lips, Heidi seemed annoyed by Keith’s words.  So much so that her reply sounded ridiculous to his ears, “ONLY gaining 42 pounds in six months IS progress for me.  Imagine how much I would have gained if I was still TRYING to put on weight!  Huh??”

       “Oh my gosh.”  Keith shook his head.  He found what Heidi said just now so ridiculous, he almost laughed.

       “What?  I’m sorry, okay??  I’m trying!  Weight loss just isn’t happening for me right now.”  Heidi vented sounding more vulnerable now.

        No sooner did she utter her reply, than Heidi made a sudden turn down a street Keith wasn’t familiar with.  In response, he questioned, “Where are we going??”

        “The back way to Mom’s bakery.  I need something, I’m starving.  Is that okay?  Do I have your permission??”  Heidi sassed her husband probably as a method of venting some of her irritation she was feeling right now.

         ‘Starving?’  Keith thought to himself doubtfully, his wife was many things, but ‘starving’ was not one of them.  At the rate she was still gaining, it wouldn’t be long until she fattened up enough to match Sophie.  However, choosing his response carefully, Keith replied, “You don’t need my permission.  If you need something, you need it.  Losing weight isn’t easy.  It took me years before I started making progress.”

        “Oh I know.”  Heidi snarled sounding fired up right now.  She sounded like she wanted to fight, but she wasn’t being mean yet.  Keith could tell she was at least trying not to lose control of her temper.

        “Babycakes, I’m not trying to rush you or anything.  I’m not going anywhere.  In sickness and in health, through thick and thin, I’m your husband, my place is by your side supporting you however I can.  If you don’t want me policing what you eat anymore, I’ll stop.  I thought that’s what you wanted.”  Keith emphasized, seeming to cool his wife off before she lost control.

        “Ugh…  You make it hard for me to stay mad at you.”  Heidi admitted before addressing what was on her mind more directly, “I’m sorry I haven’t been holding up my end of things.  I’m really struggling with cutting back.  My doctor’s visit was like a wake-up call.  My health’s fine, but…  y’know…  I’ve gotten really fat.  I guess I’m still…  Coming to terms with that and…  with the umm… fact that I’m bigger than you are now.”

         Glancing at the girth of his wife’s belly, the way it jutted out toward the steering wheel, and the way her hips, butt and thighs had beefed up so much it looked like she was practically wedged into the car seat, Keith agreed with her assessment, but he still felt the need to try and comfort her, “You might be heavier than me, but I wouldn’t say you’re bigger, I’m way taller.”

         “Whatever, fine.  Heavier.  Let’s call it that.  I’m heavier than you.  It’s different.  And I don’t think I like it.”  Heidi quickly prattled, as her chunky arm grabbed onto a roll of fat around her midsection for emphasis.

         Replying immediately, Keith spoke from the heart, “Being heavier is rough.  People treat you worse.  It f*cks with your self-confidence…  If it would make you feel better, I could hold off on getting back in shape.  Or put some weight back on.  So, we’re in it together.”

        “No!”  Heidi shook her head, causing her swollen breasts to jiggle, “We are in it together already.  And I like that you’re getting back in shape!  I just wish that…  I wasn’t so out of shape.  I feel so gross.  I don’t get how you’re still attracted to me sometimes.”  

        “It’s still you, I think I’ll always be attracted to you.  Even if I was blind, your personality would be enough to turn me on.”  Keith admitted trying to soothe some of his wife’s insecurities.

        “Oh yeah?  What about just my personality turns you on?”  Heidi sarcastically asked, as she used her free hand to draw Keith’s attention to her bountiful cleavage while she continued driving.

        Smiling, at Heidi’s flirtatious antics Keith hummed, “I don’t know.  The fact that you’re a such a brat, I guess.”

       “What??  Keith!  I am not!”  Heidi huffed in a tone that basically proved her husband’s point.

        “Mhh, you kinda are sometimes.”  Keith smiled, not backing down.

        “And you…”  Heidi paused, while her brain connected some dots, “like that I am?”

        “Oh yeah.”  Keith nodded, as Heidi’s mind leapt back to how their sex life had changed ever since she started seriously packing on the pounds.  

        When they’d both been fit and thin in college, Keith had been the more dominant one in the bedroom and she’d been more of a delightfully disobedient sub who only occasionally succeeded in asserting herself over him.  Early in their marriage Keith’s dominance in the bedroom had taken a backseat to Heidi’s when he’d let himself go and she’d remained in prime physical condition, but at her core she was always happiest when Keith asserted himself over her.

        It was a big reason why she’d resorted to such desperate measures to help him get back into shape, it was all an effort to reclaim the dynamic they’d had before marriage and lost shortly after.  Getting so fat, in more ways than one, had made it easier for Keith to overpower her and assert himself in the bedroom, while she didn’t like being so fat, the thrilling dynamic that had originally addicted her to Keith in the bedroom was back better than ever.  She couldn’t deny that.

        Wanting to clarify something Heidi asked, “It turns you on?  Like, when I’m bratty?”

         “It does.”  Keith admitted.

        Heidi knew she could be a brat sometimes, but usually she only engaged in bratting toward Keith when she was trying to egg him into being more assertive with her sexually.  In retrospect, much of their sex life these last two years revolved around this dynamic.

        “We’ve been married how long and you’re just telling me this now?”  Heidi questioned feeling like she was really only taking a step back and realizing this now herself.

        “It’s one of those things I don’t think I really could put into words until we started doing therapy.”  Keith confessed, seeming a little embarrassed with himself now. 

         “You’ve talked about this with Veronica in your solo sessions?”  Heidi wondered, as she swerved a bit to avoid a bump in the road.  They were nearly at their destination, but Heidi didn’t want this conversation to stop just yet so she slowed down.

         “Yeah, among other things.”  Keith nodded not paying attention to Heidi’s change in driving behavior.

        “Hmm, so you like it when I’m a brat?  What about when I’m a fat brat?”  Heidi managed to ask even though she felt a little self-conscious about it.

        “Fat brat?  What’s the difference?”  Keith replied sounding like he wasn’t on the same page as his wife.

        “I can be a brat about anything, but I feel like when I’m being a brat with food, I’m being a fat brat.”  Heidi clarified already knowing the answer in her heart but wanting Keith to admit it out loud.  It was unspoken at this point, but she knew he liked it when she broke her diet in front of him.  It gave him an excuse to try and assert some authority over her far more often than usual and initiate things sexually with her.

        “Yeah, I like it when you’re a fat brat too.”  Keith honestly confessed much to Heidi’s satisfaction.

       “Hmm…  Interesting.  I’ll have to be more of a fat brat than usual from now on.”  Heidi giggled, as she parked in front of her mother’s bakery.

        “Just don’t be too much of a fat brat or you’ll never lose any weight.”  Keith warned, as Heidi rolled her eyes at that.

       Playing into what they’d just discussed, Heidi teased, “I’ll do what I want, and you’ll deal with it.  Come on, let’s go.  I’m hungry.”

        Getting out of the car, husband and wife entered the bakery.  There were a few customers browsing, but not too many.  Heidi looked over to the register and spotted none other than Shauna working today.  

        In her efforts to take slimming down seriously, Heidi quit working for her mom at the bakery, but she’d put her mother in contact with Shauna as a potential replacement.  Six months ago, Shauna had weighed 185lbs and completely bombed her interview with Heidi’s mother, but Heidi vouched for her so Marianne gave the ditzy former model a chance anyway.

        Despite a few bumps along the way, Shauna proved herself a capable employee and gradually began to grow into her new job in more ways than one.  As her experience behind the register grew so too did her formerly fit body.  Like Heidi, and her youngest sister Keeley before her, the job had an expansive effect on Shauna’s waistline.

        In the few months since she started working at the bakery, Shauna had gone from 185lbs to roughly 220lbs.  She wasn’t just sporting swollen breasts and a potbelly anymore; the rest of her figure was beginning to catch up.  In their book club group, Shauna, Lina and Summer were all approximately identical in weight, but it was Shauna’s body that appeared to be composed of the purest fat.  Summer and Lina were at least still somewhat active, but Shauna had gone full couch potato a long time ago.  It had been forever since Heidi and her had gone to yoga together.  At this point, neither of them wanted to risk running into any of their old acquaintances from their thinner days.

        Upon seeing Heidi waddling toward her, a simply massive smile erupted from Shauna’s face, and she called to her friend in excitement, “Hey Heidi!  You want the usual?”

        “The usual?”  Keith muttered loud enough for Heidi to hear him from behind, and Shauna too for that matter.

        Heidi immediately felt embarrassment in the pit of her doughy stomach.  It was one thing to know Keith enjoyed it sexually when she openly defied his authority, it was another for her husband to learn she regularly broke her diet in such a way to have a ‘usual’ order from her mother’s fattening pastry shop.  Heidi wanted to be angry at Shauna for being so dumb as to say something like that in front of her husband, but she just couldn’t be mad at her friend, she knew these lapses in judgment weren’t really her fault, she was just a little airheaded sometimes and that was fine, although right now, Heidi wished she could disappear.

        “Ohhhh… hey Keith!  Didn’t see you there…”  Shauna mumbled shooting Heidi an urgent look that seemed to acknowledge her mistake and plead, ‘I’M SORRY!!!  HOW DO I FIX THIS??’

        “What’s Heidi’s usual?”  Keith wanted to know, as he arrived in front of Shauna shortly after Heidi.

        Looking to Heidi for a hint as to how she should respond, Shauna did her best to interpret the ‘hush!’ face Heidi was giving her, “Umm…  I don’t know.  Totally forgot.  Right this second.  I’m such a… umm… what’cha-call-it??”

        “What is it, Heidi?”  Keith demanded to know from his wife, as Heidi suddenly saw an opportunity to leverage this potentially embarrassing situation into one that her husband might actually reward her for.

        “None of your business.”  Heidi replied, giving her husband the bratty attitude he’d just confessed he found sexy.

        “So, what do you want?”  Shauna asked, trying to do her best to be a good friend.

        Glancing into Keith’s eyes and holding eye contact in defiance, Heidi smugly purred, “The usual.”

        “Okay, be right back.”  Shauna hummed quickly heading off to collect Heidi’s treats.

       “You are gonna get it when we get home.”  Keith growled.  His expression appeared amused rather than stern.  Heidi realized her little gambit had worked perfectly hook, line and sinker.

       ‘Oh my gosh, he totally loved that!’  Heidi thought to herself almost too pleased to really mutter a coherent reply that second.  Her brain buzzed with what Keith might be referring to.  Was he going to have forceful sex with her?  Spank her?  Cuff her?  The possibilities were endless.  As her imagination continued to race, Heidi found herself forgetting about her humiliating doctor’s visit, and focusing on how sexy it would be for her increasingly attractive husband to take control and ‘punish’ her or ‘put her in her place’.

       Wanting to egg Keith a little further, she pressed her luck, “Oh yeah??”

       “Big time.”  Keith assured her reaching for her meaty butt and giving it a much firmer squeeze than he did by the hospital elevators.

       Smiling in response, Heidi naughtily gripped her gut, rubbed her fat stomach to taunt Keith, and yelled to Shauna in increasing defiance, “Hey Shauna!  I want double the usual!”

       “Heidi!”  Keith chastised her.  He knew she was hamming it up for good fun right now, but he didn’t actually want her cheating on her diet THIS much.

        “What?  You’re not the boss of me.”  Heidi fired right back, placing her hands on her soft and wide hips.

        “You are being such a fat brat.”  Keith returned fire.  The word ‘fat’ clearly had an effect on Heidi, causing her to blush.  However, she seemed to compose herself quickly.

         “Guilty as charged.  What are you gonna do about it?”  Heidi questioned, testing her husband’s metal, before using her hand to feel for herself if her bratty behavior was driving him wild yet.  Sure enough, when her hand found its target, she discovered her husband was hard as a rock right now.  Teasing, Heidi grinned, “Mhh, is this for me?”

        “It is.”  Keith admitted, seemingly a little flustered.  They were in a public place after all.

        “Better go wait for me in the car.  It would be awkward if Shauna saw this.”  Heidi teased, as she gave her husband’s manhood a loving squeeze.

        “Good idea.  Don’t take too long.”  Keith awkwardly replied, as he removed Heidi’s hand from his crotch and tried to turn tail without being discovered by anyone.

        “That’s right.  You do as I say.”  Heidi continued her little bratting game loving every second of her husband’s predicament right now.

        “It’s on when we get home.  I hope you know that.”  Keith vowed, as he made his temporary retreat a bit hastier.

        “Good.”  Heidi grinned, as Shauna returned to the counter with a dozen of Heidi’s mother’s extravagant designer cupcakes.

         After she paid, Heidi said her goodbye to Shauna, and returned to her husband.  Ordering him to drive her home, so she could feast on her dozen cupcakes in clear defiance of her diet, right in front of him.

…

        As Keith drove, he was forced to listen to Heidi make a total pig of herself.  It sounded like she was trying to be extra loud, just to goad him, she was humming with enjoyment, smacking her lips, and even gulping louder than need be.  Glancing at her briefly while driving, it looked to Keith like Heidi was sinking into the passenger seat further and further with each extravagant bite.

        His brain was burning with a way to make Heidi answer for her playful bratty attitude.  Some sort of fun punishment to set her straight and have some fun along the way.  She loved it when he was forceful with her in the bedroom, but a better idea started to form in his mind.

        By the time they got home, Keith knew more or less what he wanted to do.  Heidi had stomached a grand total of six cupcakes on the ride home.  Considering her large breakfast and constant snacking, her large belly appeared pretty full to Keith’s eyes.  Once she wobbled her way out of the car, she was very slow on her feet waddling to the front door.  Looking at her face, Keith could see icing still adorning her lips and the sides of her plump cheeks, but Heidi didn’t seem to care.

        Once safely inside their home, Keith sprung into action with his plan, “Can I have a cupcake?”

        “No.  These are mine.”  Heidi predictably responded before defiantly taking her remaining cupcakes to the couch, where she planted her massive rear and started stuffing her face yet again.

        Following her, Keith watched while she began to stuff herself silly all over again.  Watching her eat with such reckless abandonment was like watching a pig gorging itself from a troth.  She was sitting with her knees spread apart to accommodate her fat swelling stomach drooping onto her lap.  Eating as she was, Heidi wasn’t looking her best, but even weighing over 300lbs something about his wife turned him on regardless.  Especially the way she paused momentarily, turned toward him and asked impatiently with her mouthful, “Well, are you gonna let me eat all these??  Or are you gonna do something about it?”

        “Take off your clothes for me.”  Keith ordered, clearly taking Heidi by surprise thanks to the stern conviction in his voice.  She put down the cupcake she was chomping on without a word of protest.

        With nothing sassy to say in return, his fat wife simply heaved herself upward and shimmied herself out of her jean jacket.  Getting her dress off seemed to be more of a struggle, but Keith used Heidi’s preoccupation to snag a cupcake and unbutton his pants.

        Freeing herself from her dress, Heidi’s hands traced the blubbery edges of her figure self-consciously before her eyes darted toward her husband while he was in the process of dropping his pants and removing his underwear.  He was rock hard, but he also had a cupcake in his hand, prompting Heidi to forget about her insecurities for a moment and instead curiously ask, “What are you doing?  That’s mine!  Give it back!”

        “You want it so bad, you’re gonna have to lick it off.”  Keith vowed before swiftly ripping the icing off the top of the cupcake and smothering it across his hard manhood.  Heidi didn’t hesitate.  Keith hadn’t seen his fat wife move so fast in months, but before he could even blink, she’d gotten onto her knees in front of him, moved her head forward, opened her mouth and took him in to suck the icing off as obediently as possible. 

        Heidi hummed with delight, while she sucked her Keith off.  Prompting Keith to tease, “Wow, you really love icing, don’t you?”

        “Mhh-hmm!”  Heidi hummed.  Her mouth felt warm, her tongue was whirling in circles attempting to savor the flavor and clean her husband’s dick of every last drop of icing.  Once she’d consumed what remained, she got to work trying to bring Keith to a climax.

         She was enjoying this little scene Keith had crafted, but she didn’t want to give in and submit so easily.  While Keith was enjoying himself, she grabbed the cake half of the cupcake that he continued to hold in his hand and took it from him.  Since she was doing such a good job pleasuring him, he didn’t seem to mind.  Just as she felt Keith begin to spasm, she recoiled, and used one hand to guide her husband’s 100% natural icing into the spongy vanilla cake she held in her other hand.

       Before Keith had a moment to question what she was doing, she took the drenched cupcake into her mouth, chewed and swallowed defiantly.  It looked like Keith didn’t know whether to be disgusted with her or turned the f*ck on.  So, she decided to convince him to get onboard, “What?  You took my icing, so I took yours.  What are you going to do about it??”

        Without a word, Keith took off his shirt, and applied just enough pressure to his wife’s shoulders to roll her onto her back.  In her severely stuffed state, he knew he wouldn’t need handcuffs or anything like that to keep her from going anywhere.  Off came her panties, and then Keith spread her fattened legs, and forced his face between them.

        Intent on edging his wife orally, Keith had to use a hand to hold some of her flab out of the way down there, otherwise it would collapse on his face and make his job more difficult than it needed to be.  Oral sex with Heidi was much different than when she was a skinny girl, her extra flabby folds were one thing, but Heidi also tended to be a lot more wet down there than she used to be thanks to how much she sweat.  The sweat wasn’t a problem or anything, it was just a difference Keith couldn’t help, but notice as his educated tongue got to work pleasuring his wife.

         “Ohhh f*ck that’s good!”  Heidi moaned feeling every motion of her husband’s tongue, but completely unable to see him working thanks to how much her breasts and gut obscured her vision.  He was getting her close, she wanted more, so she begged, “Finger meee!”

        “Are you gonna be a good girl and listen to me from now on?”  Keith bartered momentarily pausing his heavenly work.

        “No way!”  Heidi countered by not wanting to let Keith tame her so easily.

        In response, Keith’s free hand didn’t finger her, he reached to her breasts and began playing with her, teasing her.  Her breasts were a sensitive area, Keith knew what he was doing.  Between the way he was touching her, the fact that she was practically restrained in place by her swollen gut and couldn’t move or resist, and the fact he was doing such a good job with his mouth, Heidi was brought to the cusp of orgasm, but before her husband sent her over the edge, he stopped.  Denying her what she desperately wanted.

        Once again, she felt him stop and heard him mutter, “Are you gonna be a good girl and listen to me from now on tonight?”

        Adding the word, ‘tonight’ felt like a compromise Heidi was willing to accept.  She could be a good obedient wife for one night, no harm, no fowl.  So she gave in, “I promise!  Just keep going!”

      “Say please!”  Keith demanded, as Heidi felt herself powerless to do anything else other than give in.

        “Please Keith!”  Heidi yelped desperate for her husband to resolve her overwhelmingly horny state.

       Without another word, Keith withdrew his hand from his wife’s bountiful breasts, and fingered her just the way she liked as his tongue brought his wife once again to the edge of orgasm.  Not wanting to deny her any longer, Keith used his lips to suck gently on his wife’s clit, while his finger stimulated her from within.  It was a combination Heidi couldn’t recover from.

        Yelling to high heaven, Heidi climaxed heavier than she could remember.  Laying on the floor, Heidi finally felt at peace, all of her day’s frustrations resolved.  Out of breath, and sweating profusely now, Keith offered to shower with her, and she obediently took him up on it, knowing full well, that her husband likely had more funishment in store for her naughty butt tonight…

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Was just thinking about this story yesterday, and wouldn't you know, another chapter dropped! Absolutely incredible,  can't wait for more.

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Part 15

        With Christmas eve only a few short hours away, Heidi’s last nightshift of the month took an odd turn when her sister Sophie unexpectedly arrived at the hospital complaining about symptoms of leg pain during exertion, soreness, swelling, and foot pain when at rest.  Exactly the type of symptoms that would call for an ultrasound exam…

        Since it was a slow night, it didn’t take long to give the obese hourglass of a woman what she wanted, but Heidi couldn’t help, but find it highly suspicious that her sister would seek out treatment while she was in town for the holidays precisely when Heidi was working the night shift at the hospital.  However, it wasn’t her job to question her patients’ motives.  Perhaps Sophie had injured herself in her latest marathon attempt two months ago.  So, Heidi started performing the exam as she normally would, but scanning such a large patient was never easy, Sophie made the situation even worse by jittering and prattling on non-stop.

       “…And after I got to the rail trail, I was getting ready to run, stretching and stuff, and this skinny sorority looking college girl jogs past me and gives me the up and down eyes and then laughs at me, before wishing me 'good luck.'  Smug b*tch.” Sophie quickly gossiped before Heidi could so much as nod her chubby face, “In my head I’m like, d*mn girl, I don't need luck!  I know I don’t look it, but I’m in pretty good shape!  So, I didn't say anything, but I was laughing to myself half an hour later when my fat ass ran right past her on the side of the trail catching her breath.  I’m fat but fast, b*tch!”

        “Funny.”  Heidi mumbled, as she kept trying to press her transducer into her sister’s blubbery thigh to get a better image.  Her hands were beginning to feel exhausted from the strain.  Sophie had to weigh somewhere north of 450lbs.  Pressing into her took a lot of strength and stamina Heidi simply lacked.  To make matters worse, her scrubs kept riding up around her belly every time she really leaned forward, even in the slightest.  Having to pause and keep tugging them back down to cover herself was killing the speed of her progress.

        “If it was funny, you would have just laughed.  Not mumble, ‘funny.’”  Sophie sighed, sounding a little deflated, her sister’s energy wasn’t on her level right now.  To Heidi’s ears, Sophie sounded pretty happy for someone who was supposedly in pain.

        “It’s funny.  I’m just a little distracted at the moment, it’s a little hard to see your veins.”  Heidi explained, as she once again tried to press into her sister with little success. It was embarrassing to admit, but she was actually starting to lose her breath from her failed exertions.

        “Why’s that?”  Sophie questioned sounding far too awake and lively for 9:35PM on a weekday.

       “There is a lot of… soft tissue in the way.”  Heidi tried to respond as politely as she could.  It was difficult staying professional with her sister, but since she was at work, she was really trying her best.

        “That doesn’t make any sense.”  Sophie shook her head causing her blubbery body to jiggle.

        Losing patience, Heidi gave her hands a break, looked her younger sister dead in the eye, and tried to tell her as clearly and politely as possible, “I’m using high-frequency sound waves to measure the amount of blood flow in your blood vessels. I’m pressing a transducer against your skin and the sound waves move through your skin and other body tissues to the blood vessels. The sound waves echo off of the blood cells. These echoes are then sent to my monitor.  If you’ve got a lot of soft tissue in the way, I need to press my transducer harder into you to get a clearer picture, that’s hard to do when you’re so… y’know. Large.”

        “Large?”  Sophie questioned.

        Rolling her eyes, Heidi grunted honestly, “Fat.”

        “I don't think I'm that fat anymore.  Sure, I’m still around 450lbs, but I was getting close to 500lbs at my heaviest…”  Sophie began to argue, but Heidi wasn’t having any of it.  Her attempts to remain professional with her sister had reached their limit.

        “You're fat.  You’re the biggest person I’ve examined all week, and that’s saying something because my patients are normally pretty huge.”  Heidi just outright said it, giving up on tiptoeing around the truth. It was odd, in her head it was still easy to judge her patients for being so overweight, but the reality was that nowadays she rarely had to scan a patient, like Sophie, that was actually fatter than she was.

         “Well I have a lot of muscle under the fat, so I'm not really that fat-fat.  You know?”  Sophie added with a deep poke to her sister’s significantly softer lower belly, while Heidi simply gritted her teeth in response.  Feeling Sophie’s finger sink into her thick midsection wasn’t going to deflect from the truth.

        “Excuses, excuses, bottom line… You’re really big sis.  Bigger than I am.  I’m only around 375 at most.”  Heidi fired back with a firmer poke to her sister’s belly.  Once her hand sunk into her sister’s flesh, she was surprised that it did feel firm underneath the soft and jiggly exterior.  

        “I’m heavier for sure, but bigger?  I don’t know. I’m taller than you and you might be wider than I am, and rounder.  Your belly totally sticks out farther than mine does.”  Sophie teased, while she tried to remove Heidi’s hand from her belly.

        Biting her lip with annoyance, Heidi gave her pestering younger sister a quick flick to her expansive breasts, before snapping, “It does not!  Shut up!  I’m not a doctor, so I’m not supposed to say this, but…  The pain in your foot you’re experiencing after that marathon of yours would probably go away if you weren’t so freaking fat.  Your blood flow would improve too.  I know being fat is kinda part of your brand now, but if you’re planning on doing another marathon, you might wanna consider losing some weight.”

        “I’ll never break that world record if I lose weight sis. Besides, I’m not supposed to lose weight for at least…”  Sophie abruptly paused, before cradling her stomach, “seven more months.”

        “Whaaat.”  Heidi nearly gasped, “You’re pregnant?  Like for real?”

        “Sure am.”  Sophie smiled with joy.

        “I didn’t know you were trying.  I thought you wanted to lose weight before… y’know.”  Heidi muttered pretty caught off guard.

         “That was the plan, but after thanksgiving…  It kinda just hit Liam and me that I’m not gonna lose this weight. Like you said, it’s a part of my brand now.  So, why wait to start trying?”  Sophie explained cheerfully.

         “Wow, I’m surprised you got pregnant so fast.  I thought being overweight made it harder to conceive.”  Heidi replied curiously.

         “It does, we just got lucky I guess.”  Sophie shrugged with an awkward-looking smile.

        “Well congratulations!!!”  Heidi squeaked leaning forward to hug her sister, causing her scrubs to rise up and expose her belly again, as the two blobby blondes mushed together for a moment in a tender embrace, “Who else knows?”

        “Just Liam.  Figured I needed to tell you since you’re going to be off with Keith’s family tomorrow.” Sophie explained, as the two hefty sisters parted and returned to their seats.

        “So was the foot pain thing just made up?”  Heidi questioned wanting to know.

        “The foot pain is real, although maybe not as bad as I let on.  My doctor recommended taking some time off running, which works because I’m pregnant so I’m not going to be able to run that much more anyways.”  Sophie prattled in response.

        Feeling the excitement rising within her, Heidi offered, “Do you want me to scan your belly or something?”

        “Umm, yeah.  Why do you think I visited you in the first place?  I can’t imagine a better early Christmas gift.”  Sophie chuckled, as Heidi grabbed some more warmed ultrasound gel. She was going to need a lot to scan her sister’s expansive belly.  However, before Heidi could get everything prepared, Sophie blurted out another question, “When do you think you and Keith will try to have kids?”

…

        The exciting start to Heidi’s nightshift was contrasted by the dull nature of the remainder of it after Sophie left.  Heidi spent the early hours of the morning on her phone, watching Netflix and munching on a pie she’d picked up from Shauna at her mother’s bakery prior to her shift.  She wanted to tell Keith about Sophie’s amazing news, but her sister had sworn her to secrecy until Christmas day.  

        Time flew by working the night shift, as it often did.  When it was time to leave, Heidi gathered her things and waddled her cumbersomely big body out of the hospital.  It was nice knowing Sophie still held the title of ‘fattest sister.’ After all, over the last ten months since Heidi’s last doctor’s visit she’d gained over 40 pounds on her diet and exercise program, rather than lose anything.  The rate of her weight gain had certainly slowed drastically, but the number on the scale was still stubbornly going up each and every month.  She was gaining weight almost as fast as Keith was losing it.

        It was sort of surreal.  The man of her dreams had slowly, but surely returned to her, but as he grew leaner and fitter, she grew plumper and fatter.  Where once they both possessed similarly chunky builds, now the contrast between them was more pronounced than ever, more so than when she was skinny, and he was the fat one.  She was fatter than he’d ever been, and he was in better shape than she’d been when she’d first wandered into Veronica’s office.  Their reversal of fortunes changed their relationship dynamics considerably, but from Heidi’s perspective it was all for the better.

       She still wanted to lose weight and return to her former glory, but she’d grown too comfortable with her indulgent and lazy lifestyle.  Heidi maintained her diet when Keith was around to see, mostly, but when he wasn’t around, all bets were off.  Food was a comfort Heidi felt entitled to enjoy, especially because she was now consistently attending the gym for 20 or 30 minutes of cardio three times a week every week.  Over the last 10 months, her legs developed a bit of lean muscle underneath all the fat, but at the end of the day every day, she was still taking in more calories than she was burning.

        Newfound fat found its way onto her widening hips, a portion went to her breasts, thighs, buttocks, even her arms, but most of this year’s fat was finding its way to her belly.  Whereas Sophie’s belly was one round bulge of fat, Heidi’s had morphed into two puffy, girthy distinct rolls.  A lower belly roll, which was larger and more expansive, and an upper belly roll that was puffy and less noticeably droopy than her lower belly roll.  Most of her personal cash these days was spent on satisfying her undying hunger and pretty outfits in larger sizes to fit her overflowingly fat frame.

       Winded from the short walk out of the hospital, Heidi sighed in relief as she spotted her car close by.  A benefit of working nights was how close she could park to the hospital.  As she zipped up her jacket and hurried toward it, Heidi was very aware of how her soft fleshy body bounced rhythmically with every clumsy step she took, causing the shirt under her jacket to ride up once again.  However, rather than struggle to tug it back into place, Heidi ignored it in favor of opening up the door to her driver’s seat and squeezing into her car, lowering the whole car as a result.

         Last year, it had become apparent to Keith that Heidi was starting to outgrow her car, but for Heidi, the realization hadn’t hit home until recently. She tried to close the door like usual, but her hips prevented the door from closing all the way.

        “Come on!  It’s cold!” Heidi growled to herself, as she struggled to heave her hefty body upward a little bit so she could shimmy her wide rear end onto the center consul’s cup holders.  Having created some extra space, Heidi then proceeded to close the driver’s door successfully, before promptly plopping back down into the seat and wedging herself firmly in the seat.  If Keith were around, she might have bothered to go through the exhaustive process of putting her seatbelt on, but since it was Christmas eve and quite early, she figured she didn’t have to worry about much traffic on the drive home.

        Sitting all smushed as she was, Heidi’s thighs were very close to touching her steering wheel, and so was her belly.  It was a little sad that her car wasn’t built to withstand her newfound girth, they’d been through so much together.  It was more than likely that Keith was getting her a new car after Christmas, since she’d been complaining about it.  It was a shame, the car was probably good to last with proper maintenance for another 50,000 miles, but it just wasn’t a good fit for her anymore.

 

        Turning on the car, Heidi apologized to it, before driving it in the direction of home for probably the final time.  About ten minutes into the drive, an upcoming McDonalds caused Heidi to feel a little nostalgic for all the drive through she’d enjoyed in her car these past few years.  Wanting to give her car one last go-round, she entered the drive-thru and ordered herself a ** breakfast, an assortment of muffins and bagels, some breakfast wraps, and hash browns.  Heidi didn’t pay attention to the cost, but she’d managed a $30 order all for herself.

        To eat, Heidi pulled up into a nearby gas station and parked before her little indulgent feast.  McDonalds felt like such a deserving reward for a long night’s work; however, everything came in so much packaging the mess was problematic.  So, pulling up to get some gas at the pump, Heidi handed over her credit card and informed the attendant to top it off all the way. Once he gave her the card back, she slowly squeezed out of the car so she could dump all evidence of her breakfast into the trash.  However, wanting to take extra precautions not to get caught by her husband, Heidi waddled inside and picked up an air freshener to cover up the smell of fast food in her car, in case Keith intended to drive it to the dealership soon to trade it in.

        With her breakfast routine finished, Heidi headed straight home after her car was finished fueling.  Her sleep schedule was all screwed up, and she was looking forward to enjoying a nice long lengthy slumber until the early afternoon.  By the time Heidi eventually made it inside, it was nearing 7AM. Closing the front door, Heidi approached the steps that lead upstairs and paused to ponder if there was anything she needed downstairs before she lumbered her way upstairs.  Figuring there was nothing, Heidi began the process of climbing the stairs.  What was once a thoughtless effortless process now was considerably more methodical and strenuous.  Being roughly 25 pounds shy of 400 meant that Heidi was lifting a lot more weight with every step than she was during her college days, or even the first few years of her marriage.

         The heat was on in the house, making the effort Heidi was putting into climbing the stairs a slightly sweaty endeavor for her since she hadn’t taken her jacket off.  Upon reaching the summit feeling a little uncomfortable, Heidi unzipped her jacket, and waddled into the bedroom as quietly as she could so as to not wake her sleeping husband.  Sure enough, once she entered, she could hear him snoozing peacefully in the dark. When he was heavier, he used to snore, but not anymore.

       Tossing her jacket into her closet, Heidi made her way into the master bathroom, and began undressing.  Her shirt was already halfway off, it had ridden up so much underneath her jacket that it didn’t even cover her deep belly button.  Wrangling it off only took a few moments, but in order to do so Heidi had to lift her hefty arms over her head, something she generally avoided doing unless necessary since it was so tiring.  With the shirt off, the pants were next.  Her stretchy scrubs had grown tight but rolling them down past her thighs and wiggling them off with her feet still worked just fine.  Her underwear was next and was certainly less trouble than her scrubs.

        Fully naked now, and a little chilly, Heidi was tempted to sneak into bed and cuddle up close to Keith to warm up, but he wasn’t as good as a space heater as he used to be now that he’d lost all the excess fat.  So, instead Heidi turned the shower on and waited until it started to get a little steamy to get into the new bathtub.  Like the car, the old bathtub had become too small to accommodate Heidi’s widened hips and girthier backside, a fact Heidi had embarrassingly discovered by getting stuck in the old tub while taking a bath for the first time in a long time after they’d gotten home from thanksgiving.  It was a terrifying feeling to need Keith to help her out of the tub, but it felt good that he’d been so supportive through the whole ordeal.  For him, the solution right away was to get a larger, newer bathtub.  He knew she was struggling to lose weight and didn’t want Heidi to feel any worse about the whole ordeal.

        After her warm shower, Heidi spent some time drying herself off, it took much longer now to wedge her towel between the folds in her belly and fully dry herself, but the extra effort nowadays had become so routine Heidi didn’t pay it much attention.  When she was done, she simply climbed into bed and closed her eyes, ready to sleep in until her heart was content.

        “How was work?”  The groggy voice of her husband softly broke the silence, as he rolled over and wrapped his arms around her fleshy exterior.

        “Work was great.” Heidi responded thinking of her exciting news about Sophie and cuddling Keith right back.

        “Great? You never say that about the night shift.  Why was it great?”  Keith wondered, still sounding not fully awake.

        “Umm…” Heidi paused, trying to keep her knowledge about Sophie to herself, just like Sophie asked her to.  However, she couldn’t contain herself, her self-control wasn’t what it used to be, “Sophie’s pregnant!”

        “What? Your sister?”  Keith questioned sounding surprised.

        “What other Sophie do we know?”  Heidi replied a little snappy, as her hand which had been appreciating her husband’s firm waist began to slowly creep lower.

         “Right, right.  Wow. That’s…  Good for them.”  Keith hummed, as Heidi’s hand felt her husband’s rock-hard manhood.  A bit of a typical discovery most mornings nowadays. Keith’s sex drive had certainly improved as he’d lost weight.  Although Keith’s increased libido was a double-edged sword, because sometimes, like right now she just didn’t have the energy for sex, but she’d developed some useful strategies for handling Keith’s urges.

         “My parents are going to lose their minds.”  Heidi figured, as she grabbed hold of Keith’s morning glory and began stroking him.

         “Maybe now your mom will quit bugging you about kids.”  Keith chuckled as he rolled onto his back and let Heidi keep touching him.

         “I doubt it.”  Heidi muttered in response, “Sophie asked about when we were thinking of having kids too.”

         “Isn’t the plan to start trying once you lose the weight?”  Keith questioned, as Heidi’s morning hand job maintained it’s slow and steady acceleration.

          “I’m turning 30 in a few months…  I gained almost 50 pounds this year.  I’m not sure the weight is ever coming off…”  Heidi admitted sounding a little vulnerable, while she picked up the pace with her hand, “Maybe it’s time we start trying.”

          “You want to?”  Keith questioned sounding more alert.

          “I think so.  Yeah.” Heidi smiled at the lover of her life, “Just have to go to the doctors and get my birth control taken out.”

          Keith leaned in and gave her a loving kiss before responding, “Then let’s do it.”

          “You’re okay with a fat wife for the rest of your life?”  Heidi hummed with a bit of a knowing smirk, “I’m not losing any weight if you knock me up.”

         “So long as you’re my fat wife.”  Keith replied without hesitation, “More weight just means more of you to love.”

         No sooner had he given Heidi his satisfactory reply than she felt him spasm in her hand, in response, Heidi purring with delight, “I f*cking love you.”

        “I f*cking love you too.”  Keith replied, pausing for a second before adding, “Mind cleaning me up?”

        “With my mouth?”  Heidi hummed knowingly.

        “Yes please.”  Keith nodded, as Heidi let out a sigh and began struggling to sit forward thanks to her girthy inflexible frame.

        “I spoil you.”  Heidi sighed obediently giving her husband exactly what he wanted.

…

      After rousing her husband, he got out of bed and began his morning routine while Heidi promptly fell into a deep slumber.  Since it was Christmas Eve, Keith didn’t have to get to work today, but his gym was still open so after some breakfast and coffee that’s where he went for a good hour and a half.  By the time he returned, Heidi was still asleep, so he rinsed off in the guest bathroom so as not to wake her up prematurely before she got all the rest she needed.  With a few hours of downtime ahead of him, Keith went to the kitchen and cut up some fruit to add to his cereal.  The way he’d overcome his hunger cravings wasn’t by eating less, but by adding more nutrition to his snacks throughout the day.  With more protein and fiber in his diet and less processed foods and sugars, his carvings naturally fell to the point he could gradually lose weight with exercise.

         At roughly 225lbs, Keith had reclaimed the body that had once drawn Heidi to him. He was proud of himself, and of just how far he’d come.  Pairing up with a personal trainer was an investment that had really paid off.  Now that he’d dropped the excess weight, working out no longer felt like a chore, but more like a leisure activity.  At home his row machine still lived in the basement, but he’d installed a TV into the wall so he could get a workout in when watching sports after work if it was too late to go to the gym.  Heidi had been resistant to him turning what had been storage space for them into a man-cave, but she eventually relented. It wasn’t finished, but he was halfway through installing a bar down there.  With some carpeting and a pool table, his man-cave was coming together more and more every month.

        With nothing to really do after eating his post-workout snack, Keith ventured downstairs and decided to put in a few hours working on his dream bar.  While he worked, Heidi continued to snooze.  It was nearly 1:30 in the afternoon by the time she actually woke up and got out of bed.  The plan for Christmas Eve was to head over to Keith’s parent’s house around six for dinner.  To be honest, Heidi wasn’t looking forward to it.

       Lumbering over to her closet, Heidi spent the better part of 10 or 15 minutes searching for something comfortable to wear and ended up settling upon a stretchy pair of high-waisted grey sweatpants that appeared more formfitting and skintight than they were meant to once she put them on and pulled them up over her belly.  Her big McDonald’s breakfast was coming back to bite her.  She was surprisingly bloated for having just woken up.  After wrangling on a sports bra, and then another for more stability for her swollen breasts, Heidi selected an extra-extra large light blue t-shirt.  It wasn’t pretty, but it was comfortable, concealed the girth of her upper arms, breasts, and bloated belly, although it wasn’t quite long enough to do anything to hide her rounded thighs, enormous rear end, and generously wide and cushy hips.

        Letting out a sigh, Heidi grabbed a pink pair of socks that were particularly comfortable and waddled out of the bedroom over to the stairs.  A few months ago, thanks to her increased clumsiness, she’d slipped on the steps and landed right on her ass.  Thankfully she hadn’t hurt herself at all, but the experience gave her enough of a fright to remember to hold on to the handrail and walk slowly down the steps, so that’s exactly what Heidi did.  With each and every cautious step, the staircase creaked loudly in response.  The noise was such that Keith could hear her approaching from the basement.  Putting a pause on his work assembling his bar, Keith ventured upstairs to greet his wife.

       “Morning babycakes!”  Keith chirped, as he rounded the hallway’s corner and arrived just in time to see Heidi finish her decent.

       “It’s not morning anymore.”  Heidi sighed sounding a little off.

       “What’s wrong?”  Keith wondered, as Heidi tossed him her comfy pink socks.

       “Can you help me get my shoes on?”  Heidi whined, as she leaned backward and carefully rested her big backside on the steps. The girth of her body was wide enough to block pretty much the majority of their staircase.

        “Sure, where are you going?”  Keith nodded, as he bent down on one knee, and lifted up one of his wife’s chubby legs. Looking at her feet, they appeared swollen compared to how they looked when she was a skinny-mini.

       “The gym.”  Heidi groaned much to Keith’s surprise, while he put on her first sock and then switched to lift up her other leg.  Even the weight of one of her legs resting upon him felt like a lot.

       “Why the gym?  Didn’t you already make the gym three times this week?”  Keith wondered, as he put on her last sock, put her foot gently back down, and hurried over to the door to grab a pair of Heidi’s running shoes.

        “I just feel pretty blehhh…  Seeing your mom makes me anxious ever since that time she…”  Heidi began to explain, as Keith cut her off while he knelt back down and put on her first shoe.

        “I remember.  You have nothing to worry about.  I talked to her about that.  It’s not going to happen again.”  Keith promised, as he put on Heidi’s second shoe and began tying the first.

       “Not too tight.”  Heidi reminded him, as Keith nodded untying the shoe he was working on and starting over.

        “Better?”  He wondered, as Heidi nodded.

        “Better.”  She spoke before adding, “I know you talked to her about it, and I appreciate that. I really do.  But when she has a few glasses of wine, I don’t know.  It feels like she can’t control herself.”

         “I mean, I could ask her not to drink tonight.”  Keith proposed trying to make his wife feel better.

        “I feel like that would start a whole different fight.”  Heidi figured, as Keith finished tying her shoes.

       “How’s that feel?”  Keith wanted to know, as Heidi held out both her hands for him to grab.

        “Help me up.”  She politely demanded, as Keith did just that and helped heave his hefty wife to her feet. After taking a few steps and kicking out her feet once or twice, producing a jiggle effect that shook right up her legs to her belly, Heidi added, “Feels perfect.  Thanks.”

        “Anytime.”  Keith smiled, as Heidi pulled at his collar for him to bend toward her so she could give him an appreciative kiss.

        “*Mwah!*  You, are gonna be such a good dad.”  Heidi complemented him.  She loved that he wasn’t above helping her out with her socks or shoes.  Sure, she could still get ready on her own, and did so pretty much every morning she went to work at the hospital, but bending over and heaving herself up and down had just become so exhausting for her that it was nice when Keith did the work for her.  It was easy to imagine Keith tying the shoes of their future children before they went to school.

         “I hope so.”  Keith shrugged, as Heidi leaned into him for a hug.  He felt so solid and strong.  It didn’t take long being this close to him for her heartrate to start to beat a little faster.

        “I know so.”  Heidi assured him, as husband and wife slowly parted, and Heidi began looking for her jacket on the coat rack.  Except it wasn’t there.  Remembering that she tossed it in her closet, Heidi burst, “Crap.”

        “What?” Keith wondered, as Heidi pursed her lips looking a little conflicted.

        On the one hand, she knew Keith loved taking care of her, but on the other, she felt a little guilty asking so much of him.  Deciding to bite the bullet, Heidi just asked, “Could you grab my jacket, I left it in my closet in the bedroom.”

        “Which one?”  Keith asked, as he started hurrying up the stairs.  He moved so quickly now; Heidi couldn’t help finding his increased physicality both impressive and attractive.

        “It’s the one on the floor!  Thanks!” Heidi called back, while Keith hurried out of sight and into the bedroom before reemerging a few moments later with her jacket.

        Zipping back down the steps, Heidi held out her arms, and Keith effortlessly helped her into her jacket, even zipping it up for her.

        “Good luck at the gym.  Work off that anxiety.”  Keith cheered, as Heidi smirked.

        “Haha, I’ll try.”  Heidi muttered before giving Keith another kiss.  This time she slipped her husband a little tongue while her hand snuck a loving rub of Keith’s crotch before stepping backward, giving her husband a flirtatious wink, and heading out to her car.

        “What was that for?”  Keith questioned enjoying Heidi’s friskiness.

        “Just giving you something to think about while I’m gone.”  Heidi replied in a flirting tone with a wave.

        Keith lingered and watched at the door, as Heidi slowly waddled away, her big curvy butt slinking from side to side with every step, showing off.  She’d grown to be quite different from the fit firecracker of a women he’d initially fell in love with, but he didn’t see this blubbery and more submissive version of Heidi as a downgrade, not anymore. While he probably wouldn’t have gone for Heidi back in college if she’d been at her current enlarged size, if he could go back in time knowing what he knew now, he’d do it all over again with Heidi.

        Rushing toward her, he gave his wife’s thick tushy a firm and frisky slap, causing Heidi to turn around and squeak in surprise, “Oof!  Keith!”

         Before she could say another word, he pinned her against the car and gave her a kiss equivalent to the one she’d just given him, he even ran his hand below her fatty upper pubic area and rubbed her just like he knew she enjoyed.

        “Mhh!” Heidi hummed before gasping with excitement, “Do you want me to forget about the gym today??”

         “No, you should go.  Work off your anxiety.”  Keith replied, only inches away from her eagerly awaiting lips.

        “You’re sending me mixed messages honey.”  Heidi smiled, while she put her hand on Keith’s and slowed his touching of her just a little bit to the tempo she wanted, “You’re turning me on.”

        “Good, now you’ll have something to think about while you’re gone.”  Keith teased in the same flirting tone Heidi had just taken with him.

        “You’re gonna get it later.”  Heidi smiled ultimately enjoying her husband’s playfulness today.  After another impassioned kiss, this time Keith let her get into her car.  As Heidi went through her normal process of squeezing into her seat and closing the door, Keith hoped his mother kept her opinions to herself tonight, the last thing he wanted was another, incident…

…

        Hungry and horny, Heidi was a mess driving over to the gym.  She didn’t want to stop for fast food again, but she was certainly tempted.  It took every ounce of self-control not to pull into a burger king for a nice fat and juicy burger to sink her teeth into.  It also took a promise to herself, that she’d treat herself to one of her gym’s tasty smoothies, protein shakes, or milk shakes that they offered in the ‘fuel your body’ area once she arrived.

         A few minutes later, to Heidi’s delight, the gym wasn’t very crowded. There wasn’t even a line in the ‘fuel your body’ area so she was quick to order herself an Oreo-cookie milkshake to ease her hunger.  She waited in the food court area while she ravenously gulped down her drink before wandering over to the actual gym portion of the place. The gym she paid to attend had three floors, a basement floor with squat racks and free weights, a ground floor with most of the typical weightlifting machines, a sauna, and a closed off yoga studio room, and finally a loft floor with most of the cardio machines.

       Heidi had one cardio machine in particular she liked to use.  It was a stationary bike tucked into the corner upstairs with a TV mounted on the wall in front of it overlooking the steps.  It was remote, it had a wide seat for a large bottom lady such as herself, and unlike the treadmills, it never caused her feet to feel sore.  

        After tossing her empty milkshake into the trash, the hike up the steps felt like a warmup.  Slightly winded and perspiring slightly from the exertion, as she caught her breath Heidi did a quick scan of the floor to see if any men were up here.  To her relief, none were.  Since she only saw women, Heidi decided to take off her shirt so she wouldn’t drench it when she started peddling.  Tucked away in her own little corner, she knew none of the women up here would give two sh*ts about a hippo getting her workout on.

       So, Heidi waddled over to her section of the floor.  For once she felt like she had a lot of energy flowing around inside her today.  Keith had gotten her all hot and bothered before she left, but she was also deeply anxious about dealing with his blunt mother tonight.  Furthermore, Sophie’s news about her pregnancy had Heidi flustered too.  She’d impulsivity thrown the idea of having kids at Keith and he’d responded like a champ, but deep down, Heidi had no idea if she was ready for kids right now.  She always thought she would know when she was ready, but even now she wasn’t completely sure.  She wanted Sophie’s kid to have a cousin near the same age, and Keeley certainly wasn’t going to have kids anytime soon.

       “Ugh…” Heidi sighed, trying to calm her racing mind.  There was too much she had to think about right now.  Exercise would help calm her down.  Then she waddled around the corner and stopped dead in her tracks.

        Someone was on her machine.  Another feminine fatty, similar in size to herself, but taller with dark hair, and more of an hourglass.  Unlike Heidi, whose sports bra and high waisted grey jogger combo looked tight enough to burst off her, this young woman’s workout attire was a beautiful matching pink sweatsuit, figure hugging, but much more properly fitted.  Even though they were both fatties, Heidi couldn’t help feeling a little grubby in comparison.

        Not letting this little setback get to her, Heidi calmly approached the expansively large young woman and asked, “Umm, excuse me.  No rush, but how much longer do you think you’ll be on this stationary bike? It’s kinda my favorite.  It’s off on its own and…”

        “And away from everybody else?”  The familiar sounding woman hummed, as she quit peddling and looked directly at Heidi.

        “Yeahhh, makes me feel less self-conscious about working out, haha…” Heidi laughed uncomfortably, as this girl gave her a strange feeling.  She even looked kinda familiar.

       Getting off the bike and standing upright, this Amazonian curvaceous blob of a woman towered over Heidi by nearly a foot it seemed, “It’s all yours.  Just let me wipe it down, I’ve been sweating like a pack mull over here…  H-Heidi??”

        “That’s me…”  Heidi muttered, as her brain suddenly solved the mystery of who this massive fatty was standing in front of her, “G-Gretchen???”

        “Heidi!”  The blobby hourglass gushed, as her hand rushed to cover her mouth, “It’s been too long!”

        “Yeah, I haven’t seen you since you… Quit right?”  Heidi struggled to remember.  She’d actually celebrated Gretchen leaving by going to her mother’s bakery and binge eating practically a whole cake.  But the woman standing in front of her hardly looked like the annoying perfectionist Heidi remembered, Gretchen was at least two or three times the size she used to be!

        “That’s right.  Almost two years ago now.”  Gretchen explained, while Heidi racked her brain trying to figure out how it was possible for someone as addicted to CrossFit as Gretchen used to be to be so large now?

        “Which hospital are you working at now?”  Heidi blurted just trying to avoid an awkward silence.

        “I’m not really working at the moment.  My husband makes enough that I don’t really need to work at all anymore if I want.”  Gretchen gushed, as she held out her plump hand and showed Heidi her big engagement ring.

        “Beautiful.  I’m kinda in the same boat with my husband, but I think I’d go stir crazy if I didn’t have my job.  Kinda gives me purpose you know?”  Heidi replied, as she continued eying Gretchen’s ring.  Whoever bought it must have been loaded, it was even larger than the one Keith had bought for her.

        “I hear that.  Boredom’s done a number on me.  As you can see.  Ha…” Gretchen laughed, as she slapped her belly and watched it jiggle.

        “Yeah, umm… What happened to you?  You’re almost as fat as I am, and I haven’t really stopped putting on weight for three years…”  Heidi asked too curious to resist.

        Gretchen was four years younger than her and was formerly a flawless physical specimen with an overinflated opinion of herself.  Now the only thing that seemed overinflated about her, was well… her whole hourglass frame.  It was like someone had stuck a hose down her throat in one of those old cartoons and just left the water running on max.  It was crazy to see someone who used to harass her about her weight grow to be as fat as she was.

         “It’s a long story, wanna grab a smoothie and catch up.”  Gretchen smiled calmly.

         “Umm… *burp!* excuse me…  Sure.” Heidi blushed, while her stomach gurgled from the milkshake she’d just gulped down.

         As the fattened duo slowly waddled their way downstairs, idly sharing some more conversation back and forth, Heidi learned that Gretchen had met her husband online and had packed on the pounds once they started dating.  She gave up CrossFit, quit her job, and started packing on the pounds like a turkey fattening up for thanksgiving.

       When they approached the ‘fuel’ area, Heidi didn’t want the employee working to recognize her as the fatty who’d just ordered an Oreo milkshake, so she asked Gretchen to order her a smoothie while she secured a table for them.  By the time Gretchen arrived at the table with two smoothies in hand, both extremely overweight women got to gabbing.  The conversation quickly turned to the topic of the changes they’d both experienced, gaining so much weight over such a short timeframe.

         “I get a lot more compliments on my face, hair, and style than I did before.” Gretchen shared, as Heidi’s eyes widened at that one.

         “Me too!  It’s like because my body is less conventionally “appealing” but my personality is still fun and bright, people still find things to say they like about my physical appearance.”  Heidi expressed, adding, “Although, if I think too hard about it, it’s kind of demoralizing.  Like, what’s wrong with having a belly?  My husband thinks my belly is cute, so why can’t normal people think that?”

        “I don’t know.  Social norms I guess…  But my husband LOVES my belly.  He’s obsessed with it really.”  Gretchen smiled, “He’s so strange, but I love it.”

        “How do you mean?”  Heidi questioned trying to understand.

        “You know how some guys have a foot fetish?”  Gretchen replied trying to explain.

        “Yeah.” Heidi hummed, sipping down another gulp of her smoothie.

        “He’s got like, a big belly fetish.  He loves it when I stuff myself silly.  I kinda love it too.  I always loved food, but I was so scared of indulging.  Now I can eat whatever I want when we’re out, and if I eat too much, it just turns him on like crazy.  Talk about a win-win.”  Gretchen laughed, as she gulped down some more of her smoothie, and reached over and jiggled Heidi’s belly while adding, “He’d probably find your belly irresistible.”

         “Good to know.”  Heidi awkwardly laughed trying to stop Gretchen from jiggling her fat.

         “Mhh, another thing I’ve noticed since I got fat.  Dudes don’t harass me anymore.  They used to bother me so much in the gym, or at bars, all the time. And now, it’s peaceful, it’s like I’m invisible.  It’s great.” Gretchen prattled taking another sip of her smoothie.

        “I don’t know about that.  I kinda miss having guys buy me drinks or hold the door for me.  Feels weird not getting that kind of attention.”  Heidi countered thinking back fondly to how the opposite gender used to obsess over her.  Trying to get Gretchen to see things her way, she posed a question, “Don’t you miss being, like fit?”

        “I actually like being bigger.”  Gretchen shrugged much to Heidi’s disbelief.

        “What?? You can’t be serious?”  She barked with surprise.

         “While I definitely want to lose some of this weight I’ve gained, I certainly don’t want to lose all of it.  I think my new belly and back rolls are super cute, not to mention that my curves are much more pronounced than they used to be.  Being overweight has some downsides, but I’m liking the positives.”  Gretchen explained honestly, dropping Heidi’s jaw.

        “I can’t believe I’m hearing this from you of all people.  I can’t believe we’re even having this conversation like we’re friends or something.  I used to hate you.  You know that, right?  You were such an uptight jerk all the time.  You made me feel so self-conscious about myself even before I started putting on weight!”  Heidi vented, as Gretchen looked guilty.

         “I know saying I’m sorry doesn’t quite cut it, but I am sorry for the way I used to treat you.  And a lot of people in my life.  It’s weird, everything changed when I got fat.  People started to treat me differently, and I started to act different. I guess gaining the weight has given me some perspective.  Or, I guess empathy?  I used to be pretty stuck up, but that’s not me anymore.  To be honest, I really am happy to see you.  Sorry if I upset you.”  Gretchen sincerely responded, pushing her chair away from the table and standing up.

        “Grethen wait.  I can tell you’ve changed.”  Heidi began to say as her eyes were drawn to Grethen’s girthy belly for a moment before wandering back up to her fuller face, “In more ways than one.  It’s been nice catching up.  We should… do it again sometime.”

        “Really?  I’d love that.”  Gretchen smiled, while Heidi pushed away from the table and stood up herself.

        “Good. Just don’t make me regret it.” Heidi growled, as Gretchen bent over and gave her a hug.  She squeezed much tighter than Keith ever did.  For a moment Heidi felt like she couldn’t even breathe.  It was clear that under all that fat, Gretchen still had some of her old strength…

…

        After Gretchen released Heidi from her bear-hug, the former coworkers ended up gabbing for a little bit longer.  Heidi vented about her apprehension about her Christmas Eve dinner with her mother-in-law, and Gretchen provided her with a unique potential solution to her anxiety. A half-eaten bag of gummy edibles.

       Both Keith and Heidi had experimented with 🌿 in college, and they’d even both had a few ** brownies on occasion, but never gummy edibles.  Unsure of whether to accept Gretchen’s generous offer Heidi tentatively accepted her gift with the promise that she’d consider taking one before she left to mingle with Keith’s fat-phobic mom.

       Stuffed full from a big milkshake and smoothie, once she and Gretchen went their separate ways, Heidi didn’t feel like getting her workout on.  Instead, she drove home and connected some dots. Gretchen’s possession of 🌿 gummies probably explained how she’d ended up putting on so much weight so quickly. The munchies were no joke.

       Once home, Heidi avoided Keith’s question about how her workout went, by mentioning her run-in with Gretchen and asking for his thoughts on her potentially getting high before dinner to ease her anxiety.  As usual Keith was supportive, and even sounded somewhat encouraging of the idea.  Apparently, he remembered Heidi being quite a lot of fun in college on the few occasions he witnessed her experimenting with 🌿.

       With a plan to handle his mother’s petty comments safely stored in her purse, and Keith’s question about her workout successfully dodged, Heidi made her way up to the bedroom for a quick shower and power nap before she needed to get ready for their night with Keith’s parents.  Even though she hadn’t really exercised at the gym, Heidi naturally worked up a sweat nowadays no matter what she was doing, so a shower and a quick scrub between all her newfound folds of fat was just standard practice at this point.

       When the time finally arrived to start getting ready, Heidi began the process of squeezing into an ugly Christmas sweater and a pair of jeans that she hoped would still fit.  However…

        “These pants do feel snugger than I remember…”  Heidi grunted trying and failing to tug the firm fabric up her meaty thighs, “What’s even the point of trying to diet, look where it’s gotten me?? Nothing fits!”

        “Heidi, relax.  Just find something else to wear.”  Keith calmly replied, trying to calm his fuming wife down.

        “I guess you think I should just give up on these jeans because I’m too fat, huh?” Heidi huffed with irritation in her voice.

        “I didn’t say that.”  Keith quickly noted trying not to let Heidi misdirect her anger about her jeans toward him.

        “F*ck… I can’t let your mother see me like this.  Can we just tell her I’m feeling sick?”  Heidi begged, letting her paranoia win.

        “That was your excuse the last time they invited us over for dinner.  Come on Heidi.  It’s Christmas Eve.  I know my mom isn’t exactly your best friend but she’s my mom.  We have to see her.  And I don’t want to spend Christmas Eve without you.”  Keith explained frankly to his exacerbated wife.

        “These are the largest pair of jeans I own.  If these don’t fit then…  I’m not showing up to your mom’s house in an ugly sweater and leggings.” Heidi reiterated, before self-consciously asking, “Is it obvious I’ve put on more weight? Do you think your mom will notice?”

        “Who cares?”  Keith replied trying to challenge his wife’s worries.

        “I care, because she cares.”  Heidi fired back.

        “If she starts something, we can leave.  You and me together in solidarity.  No matter what.  Christmas Eve be d*mned.  If my mom makes you uncomfortable.  We can just go.  That will send a message that she better stop getting on your case about your weight.” Keith explained with sincerity.

        “You promise.”  Heidi sighed, feeling her husband’s support and feeling a little less apprehensive.

        “I promise.”  Keith swore.

        “Alright.  Maybe I have a dress that will fit…  Or…” Heidi paused, as she remembered something, “I could try that shapewear my mom got me for Christmas, but I know you don’t like opening presents on Christmas Eve…”

        “If you already know what your mom got you, there is no point in waiting until tomorrow to open it.”  Keith replied putting his hand on his forehead.  He could never understand why Heidi went to such great lengths pestering her parents about what they bought her for Christmas.  The girl had no sense of delayed gratification.

        “Great! Would you mind grabbing it for me? It’s the one with the golden bow on it. From my parents, obviously.”  Heidi smiled, as Keith hurried off to do her bidding.

        Over the course of the next hour, Heidi squeezed into her new waist-trimming shapewear, and then struggled her way into a red long-sleeve wrap-Bardot midi dress. The vibrant red color was well suited to the Christmas Eve theme, the long sleeves concealed the true girth of her meaty arms, thanks to the shapewear which the dress fully concealed its figure-hugging fit emphasized Heidi’s impressive hourglass curves and flattened out her usually visible stomach rolls.  Around her generous waistline the dress even had a built-in red sash to distract even more from her problem area and divert attention to her ** cleavage and curvy hips.  Heidi rounded out the look she was going for with some makeup, matching red lipstick, strappy silver heels, statement earrings and a Santa hat.

        “How do I look?”  Heidi asked her husband, as she modeled her dress for him, “I was going for like a sexy Mrs. Clause, but not like too sexy.  Like dignified sexy.  Not slutty sexy.”

       “I think you hit the mark.”  Keith smiled seeing that Heidi was feeling better about herself.

        “Good. Let’s get going.  These heels are already killing me.  Don’t expect me to do much walking tonight!”  Heidi chirped, as she swayed past her husband, and he turned to get a look of her thick shapely ass.

        After helping Heidi into the car, Keith watched as his wife popped a 🌿 gummy into her mouth and consumed it with some delight.  The drive to his parent’s place wasn’t far, but Heidi insisted they take the longer scenic route to give the gummy some time to kick in before they arrived.  While driving, husband and wife engaged in some idle chatter, at least until they approached an Arby’s.

        The 🌿 hadn’t even kicked in yet and Heidi still asked him to pull into the drive thru so she could get some curly fries as an ‘appetizer’.  He tried telling her that dinner would probably be ready soon after they arrived at his parents’ house, but Heidi wasn’t hearing any of it.  So, Keith pulled into the drive thru and got his fat brat her curly fries.  To say Heidi ate her food quickly was an understatement.  She positively inhaled her ‘appetizer’ so swiftly that Keith really wasn’t surprised by how much Heidi had ballooned in recent years.

        Once Heidi was finished, Keith got on with the car ride.  It was probably somewhere around 40 minutes after Heidi consumed her edible, right when they pulled onto his parent’s street that wife uttered a surprise sounding, “What-the-f*ck-just-happened…”

       “You feel okay?” Keith wondered, as he eyed Heidi and could tell from her eyes that the gummy was kicking in.

        The silly smile on her face told him that her body was currently enjoying the beginnings of a palpable sense of euphoria.  That’s when Heidi turned her beautiful chubby face toward him and squealed, “Dude, I’m so high!”

       Her accurate statement was followed by his wife erupting into a fit of laughter that lasted much longer than it probably should have. Once she got her giggles out, she collapsed her hefty body back into the passenger seat and just seemed to melt away, while he parked the car in front of his parent’s house.

        “You ready to see my parents?”  Keith questioned knowing full well Heidi wasn’t feeling any anxiety right now.

       “My limbs feel like they 592 pounds… I can’t move…”  Heidi responded before snorting and laughing once again before settling down and staring into space.

        “Were you supposed to take a full gummy?  What’s the dosage on them anyway?”  Keith muttered kind of concerned.

       “Haha, I don’t know!”  Heidi chuckled, before blinking and looking at Keith slightly more alert, “Oh f*ck!  Do you think your parents are going to know I’m high??”

       “I don’t know.  Do you think you can hold it together if we go in there?”  Keith questioned, as Heidi thought it over.

       “I think so.”  Heidi muttered once she thought it over, adding a moment later, “I really have to pee.”

       “Alright, then let’s go do this.”  Keith sighed, as he got out of the car and walked around to help his wife get to the door of his parents’ house without further incident.

        Once inside, Keith’s father gave each of them an enthusiastic hello, while Keith’s mother sipped her wine in the background and looked upon her son’s extremely obese wife with disdain.  Heidi was too high to feel the weight of her stare, and Keith simply wasn’t looking for it.  When he approached his mother, she was all smiles and compliments, even urging him to taste test some appetizers she’d served in the main room.  As Keith and his father plowed forward to do just that, Heidi followed, only to be stopped by Keith’s mom.

        

        “Holy cow,”  Debby muttered with extra emphasis on the word ‘cow’, “how’ve you been Heidi?”

        Even stoned, Heidi felt slightly flustered by Debby’s choice of words. Still though, she managed to form a coherent reply, “Never better Debs!

        “Debs?” Debby tilted her head.  Heidi’s nickname for her mother-in-law wasn’t something she ever dared to say to her face, but in her inebriated state, it just slipped out.

        “Haha, Debby! Sorry!  Slip of the tongue!”  Heidi laughed equal parts embarrassed and nervous about upsetting Keith’s temperamental mother.

        “Mhh-hmm…”  Debby nodded before taking another sip of her wine and muttering, “No jacket?”

        “Umm, nope.”  Heidi realized, as she used her meaty arms to physically check she wasn’t wearing one.

        “I guess all that extra fluff is good for something, haha.”  Debby judgmentally scoffed into her wine glass as she took another sip with one hand, and with her other, squeezed Heidi’s midsection only to be surprised by how uncharacteristically firm it felt.  It was at that moment that she deduced that Heidi was wearing some shapewear around her midsection.

        “Haha, excuse me?”  Heidi questioned feeling insulted, but just a little too inebriated to get snappy.

        “Hmm?” Debby hummed pretending she had no idea what her absolute blimp of a daughter in law was referencing.

        “What do you mean by extra fluff?  Are you trying to say I’m getting fat?”  Heidi growled, not really hitting the nail on her head but getting close enough to trigger Debby to respond in her typical blunt fashion.

        “No, sweetheart, I’m not inferring that you’re getting fat.  You've been fat for years.  You shouldn’t even get upset if someone calls you fat.  You’re much bigger than that.  If anything, I’m saying you’re getting fatter.  And it’s noticeable.  I can see it in your face, your legs, your hips, your ass, your belly, your breast, even your arms.  You better work harder on your weight if you know what’s good for you.”  Debby’s mean words just rolled off her tongue like it was second nature.

        Stoned to high heaven, Heidi was slower to anger than usual, so her outrage manifested in the form of astonishment, “Did you seriously just say that?  Did those words just come out of your mouth? Haha, holy sh*t Debby, that’s incredibly rude!”

        “I am just telling the truth!  You can’t fault me for that, can you?”  Debby denied, trying to obfuscate the meaning of her previous statement.

        “No, you’re Keith’s mom, I’ll never hate you, but if you keep bullying me about my weight I’ll…”  Heidi tried to threaten, but her words were too slow coming out to prevent Debby from cutting her off mid-threat.

        “Who’s bullying?  I’m just trying to help you out.  Life is easier for a woman when she’s thin.  Wouldn’t you rather be thin than a big fat loser?”  Debby countered, placing a hand on her hip, and putting down her wine glass on the table next to her.

        “Big fat loser??  Well, your son married me, so I think that makes me a winner regardless of my weight.”  Heidi argued not exactly sure what she was trying to say, so she followed up with, “What does my weight have to do with it anyway exactly, huh?”

        “You’re fat!  For one thing, it reflects poorly on my son.”  Debby quickly replied not holding back.

        “I'm fat, because… I’m… full of experiences... mostly happy experiences with your son,”  Heidi stumbled a little bit before spitting out what she was really trying to say, “and yeah many of those experiences involved food.  Probably too much food, but so what?  It doesn’t matter.  I’m fat, he’s not ashamed of me for that, we’re still happy together.”  

       “Being fat is not healthy though.”  Debby spat, ignoring what Heidi was saying.

       “How my weight impacts my health is between me and my doctor, it is not your concern Debby!”  Heidi fired back, finally finding her groove with this argument despite her inebriation.

       “Keith can’t enjoy how fat you’ve gotten.  You should strive to be thin to make him happy.” Debby relentlessly continued.

        “Why is it always in one ear out the other with you Debby?  Your son loves my body, fat and all.”  Heidi replied standing her ground.

        “I doubt that.  My son would never go for such a porker.”  Debby punctuated what she was saying with a poke to Heidi’s midsection in an attempt to push her back, but Heidi was far too heavy to be moved by Keith’s mom.

        That was the last straw for Heidi, nothing was holding her responses back anymore, so she went all in taking a sassy condescending tone, “Actually, he loves me even more with some meat on my bones.  He likes something to hold onto in bed.  If you know what I mean.”

         “No. I don’t know what you mean.”  Debby pursed her lips and rolled her eyes while crossing her arms, clearly uncomfortable hearing what Heidi had just said.

        Heidi could tell she struck a chord, so she continued, “My man, your darling boy, prefers me with a little more cushion for the push’in.”

         “A little more?”  Debby interjected, raising an eyebrow, “Please, Heidi, if that were the case, why are you the size of a zeppelin?”

        “I don’t know!”  Heidi growled growing louder in volume, “maybe I’ve been licking too much whipped cream and chocolate sauce off his d*ck recently!”

        “Ugh! You’re disgusting.”  Debby nearly gagged.

        “I tried to warn you what would happen if you didn’t leave me be.”  Heidi huffed smelling victory, with an aggressive poke to Debby’s bony shoulder, she continued, “How about you try to be civil tonight about my weight, and I’ll refrain from sharing intimate details about my sex life with your son.”

      “Fine. Just… Eww!  Fine!”  Debby threw her hands up and turned away not wanting to engage anymore.  However, Heidi put her hand on Debby’s shoulder and turned her around, not wanting to let her escape just yet.  Their little fight just now had helped trigger the next stage of Heidi’s high.  The munchies. She suddenly felt so insatiably famished Heidi felt like she could eat a literal elephant.

       “Good, now show me some appetizers.  I’m wasting away.”  Heidi snapped.  It was her way of putting a little cherry on top of her victorious little dispute with Keith’s mom.  However, even though she won the battle, the war was not over tonight…

        While Heidi savored her victory chowing down indiscriminately on appetizers, Debby bided her time and nursed her wine and watched, while Heidi made an absolute pig of herself.  It was amazing to her how Heidi’s once flawless figure had transformed into a bottomless human garbage disposal.  It seemed like no amount of food or drink were enough to silence Heidi’s insatiable stomach’s growls and cries to be filled.  It didn’t take long for the artichoke dip and crackers to completely disappear into Heidi’s bottomless pit of a stomach.  The breads and butters didn’t stand a chance either.  Eventually all of the appetizers succumbed to Heidi’s voracious binge, leaving the blobby blonde no other choice but to search for more food directly from the fridge while she waited for the main course to finish.

       While Heidi swapped between cramming her face full of whipped cream and spicy pickles, the meager contents of the fridge quickly dwindled in the face of her inebriated furiosity.  Heidi stuffed her gut until there was nothing left to cram into it.  Unable to control herself, she turned to the cupboards and assembled a bizarre peanut butter, fluff, popcorn sandwich and ate it without care.  Everything was so delicious it was a wonder to Heidi how everyone who got high didn’t eventually turn obese.  After having spent the majority of her time during the visit so far stuffing her face like a ripened fat piglet, Heidi intended to repeat the whole process all over again once dinner was served.

        Sitting down next to Keith across from his parents, Heidi noticed the chair she was sitting in was much snugger than she remembered.  Not only was her waist hugging the armrests, but her hips had also actually locked her in place.  Stuck for the time being, Heidi decided not to mention it to anyone just yet, instead she just carried on like nothing was wrong.  Sitting across from Keith’s mom, Heidi could tell she was still irritated with her, but Heidi didn’t care.

       When Keith eventually got up to grab a second plate, and returned with one for Heidi too, Heidi decided to twist the knife a bit with his mother by saying lovingly, “Honey, you’ve got to stop spoiling me.”

       “It’s Christmas Eve.  You’re telling me you didn’t want seconds?”  Keith replied innocently, not really noticing what Heidi was doing.

       “I guess you’re right.  After all, your mom did such a good job on all the food.  I’m loving it.  Thanks Debby.”  Heidi smugly smiled at her clearly irritated mother-in-law.

        “Eat your heart out.  I’m glad you like it.”  Was all Debby could muster in reply before returning to her wine.

        Overall, the meal was delicious and one which Heidi thoroughly demolished almost single handedly, although Keith did eat a fairly large amount more than usual.  Finally feeling like her munchies were satisfied, Heidi leaned back in her chair and grasped her belly.  It felt uncomfortably confined by her shapewear, so much so when she leaned back it creaked and strained so loudly that everybody else at the table just mistook the noise for the old squeaky chair she was sitting on.  Heidi wanted to excuse herself to the bathroom to take it off, but since her ass was still thoroughly wedged between the arms of the wooden chair she was sitting on, she decided to wait until she could either get Keith alone to help her or try to squeeze out of her situation herself when nobody was around.

       After some more idle conversation, Keith and his dad got up to rest off their meal on the couch.  Which left just Heidi and Debby sitting at the table.

        “Aren’t you going to go with them?”  Heidi asked, hoping she would leave.

       “No, I’ll keep you company.”  Debby smiled, seeing her chance to get some revenge from earlier, “The boy’s will probably need a little bit before dessert, but you’re welcome to it if you’re interested.”

        “I don’t know.  I can wait for everyone else.”  Heidi smiled awkwardly sensing an odd intention within Debby’s apparent kindness.

       “Nonsense, we’re family.  You don’t have to hold back for our sake.  Eat your heart out.”  Debby replied, as she got up from the table and assembled a plate of dessert for her helpless daughter-in-law.

        Heidi tried to politely refuse, but Debby was being pushy so she eventually dropped her protests.  In her mind, the quicker she ate her plate of dessert, the quicker she’d be free of having to deal with Keith’s mom pestering her.  So, when Debby gave her a massive slice of cake, cookies, and a tall glass of hot chocolate to wash it all down, Heidi slowly did her best to eat every last drop of food in front of her.

        Her progress was slow, but the food tasted heavenly. Heidi endured, although her shapewear continued to stretch, as her belly bloated further and further outward to accommodate the truly insane amount of food she’d packed into herself over the course of the holiday.  When she finished her plate, and drained her glass, Heidi felt like she might just explode. Grasping her belly, as it rumbled with some discomfort, Heidi couldn’t contain the gas that rose upward in her throat and found its way to freedom with a loud:

*Buuuuuuurrrrppp!!!*

        “Ugh…  I’m stuffed… No more…”

        “Really?  Finally reached your limit, huh?  But don’t you want to try a bite of my famous peppermint bark?”  Debby teased, as she looked upon the fattened and helpless woman stuck in the chair in front of her with disdain.

        “I couldn’t.”  Heidi shook her head, pleading for mercy.

        “There’s no harm in just one more bite.”  Debby dismissed her refusal and grabbed the chocolate bar.

        “Please…  I can’t eat anymore…  I’ll burst…” Heidi begged.  Her eyes were intimidated by the big morsal Debby was bringing to her mouth.

         “That would be a real shame wouldn’t it.”  Debby giggled, before stuffing a bite into Heidi’s mouth and watching her reluctantly chew off a bite.

       “Mhh!”  Heidi protested, as Debby put her hand on Heidi’s softened chin and prevented her from doing anything other than swallowing it.  That’s when it happened.

 *Riipppp!!!*

        “What’s your problem!”  Heidi yelped, as she felt her shapewear tear off of her, and her belly surge outward in relief.

        “My problem?  You’re the one who ate me out of house and home tonight!  What’s your problem?  For f*cks sake!  Why can’t you control yourself!?”  Debby viciously questioned, as she rested a hand atop Heidi’s swollen midsection that now had expanded to enormous proportions.

        “I don’t know!  I can’t help it!”  Heidi blushed too full and exhausted to lift a single finger in her defense.

       “You couldn’t help it?  You’re telling me all this belly,”  Debby emphasized with a little slap that produced another belch from Heidi, “was an accident?  Sweetheart, this took effort, this took consistency, this took a lot of food. This wasn’t an accident!  You would be so beautiful if you lost some serious weight!  Why won’t you just do what’s best for my son??”

        “Don't speak to me that way, Mom!”  Heidi emphasized summoning her resolve, “I know you want the best for me but your comments are hurtful and you need to either love me the way I am or keep your mouth shut.  When you call me fat and insult me like this it makes me not want to spend time with you!”

        “I’m not insulting you!”  Debby countered clearly enraged, but a voice from the doorway cut her off.

        “Yes you are mom!”  Keith proclaimed, as he hurried to his wife’s aid, “I thought we talked about this. You promised you’d stop making my wife uncomfortable about her weight.  She’s the love of my life.  If you can’t control yourself, you can count me out of any future family events she doesn’t want to participate in because of your reckless comments and shallow behavior. Come on Heidi.  Let’s go.”

        “I’m stuck…”  Heidi admitted, lifting up her arms for Keith to help her, and help her he did.

        Stunned into silence by her son, Debby froze and watched the husband and wife work together to free Heidi from the clutches of the chair.  When Heidi stood up, Keith even helped her to the bathroom so she could safely remove her shredded shapewear.  When she was in the bathroom, she could hear Debby’s husband asking what had happened followed by an annoyed:

        “Not this sh*t again!”

        After some more muffled chatter between Keith, his mom and his dad, she could hear Keith growl, “And we’ll be waiting by the phone for your apology tomorrow.”

        Happy her husband had her back, Heidi finished up and the two of them promptly headed home.  The way Keith had stood up to his mother like that was a first and something she recognized couldn’t have been easy.  She was thankful.  She was appreciative.  And she was turned on.  The only thing she had on her mind when they got home was how she was going to reward her loving husband for his undying loyalty.

       Once upon a time, she’d been fed up with him, it was now that she realized she’d never feel that way again.  For Keith, beauty wasn’t a size zero or a size eight.  It wasn’t a number at all.  Her hot husband didn’t care if she was 375 pounds or 475 pounds.  He kissed the ground she waddled upon no matter what she weighed, and the feeling was certainly mutual now for Heidi no matter what the future held.  Through thick and thin, she was his, and he was hers.

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