by kid a » Tue Sep 18, 2018 9:27 am
Part 9
An hour later, Alex stood by the door of his favorite Italian restaurant, anxiously awaiting Susan’s arrival. Checking his phone, he noticed the usual stream of notifications from his favorite Feeder website. He grinned at the sight of the pig face emojis and other standard “feed me” messages from his harem of fatties.
“Not right now, ladies,” he said as he cleared the messages from the screen and quickly deleted the app from his phone. The last thing he wanted was for Susan to figure out his angle - and besides, he had a potential prize winning hog on his hands here. She deserved nothing less than his undivided “attention”.
Just then he looked up and watched as Susan rounded the corner and into view. “Round” being the very appropriate term for the moment.
He marveled at the sight. That red dress left nothing to the imagination as she wobbled towards him, a hopefully expression on her flushed and chunky face.
Susan’s huge tits overflowed the top of the dress, pressing outwards and jiggling in a picture-perfect display of overfed femininity. But as much as Alex enjoyed the view of “the twins”, he was much more interested (and encouraged) by the rest of the package beneath.
Her belly, long past the “suck it in” stage, bounced below with even greater vigor, while her wide and fattened hips swayed side to side as she made her best effort at a sexy entrance. As they met, he wrapped his arms around her plus-sized form, giving her a warm hug before leaning in for a quick but passionate kiss.
“You look....stunning,” he said as she blushed a darker shade of red, attempting in vain to extract the taught fabric of her dress from the belly rolls beneath.
“Thanks hun - you too,” she replied with a wink as she scanned his lean and muscular body.
“Well,” he continued with a confident grin, “as much as I’d like to stand here all night we should get to our table. See what else is on the menu.”
Susan’s tubby belly growled. “Absolutely,” she shot back with a wink of her own.
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“And what can I get you two lovebirds?”, their waitress asked a bit later as Alex stole another kiss in between Susan’s efforts to polish off the second basket of breadsticks.
“Well, I’ll have...”, Susan began before Alex cut her off firmly.
“I’ll order the food,” he said with a curt tone of voice, much to Susan’s surprise.
“Uh....ok honey,” she replied nervously, confused but in no mood to ruin what had been a fantastic evening so far.
“Good then,” he continued as he looked at the menu. “She’ll have a double order of the Chicken Parmesan with a side of mashed potatoes. And can we get some more of these breadsticks??”
He turned to Susan, who was rubbing her stuffed and swollen belly. It all sounded wonderful, she thought to herself, but she was already so full.
“Is that enough?”, he asked plainly as she looked up at the waitress with a stunned expression.
“Uh...yes dear, that sounds great”, Susan replied with a nervous smile. Her flabby upper arms swayed as she reached for her glass of wine and took another big gulp.
The waitress looked down at her, trying to conceal any judgment at what was clearly an unadvisable meal selection for the chubby young lady.
“Awesome!! And for you sir?”
Alex smiled, taking a drink of his beer. “Just the boneless chicken breast for me. Gotta watch my figure,” he said as he scratched his rock hard midsection.
“OK then,” the waitress finished, a bit confused by his theatrics but more concerned about a good tip. “I’ll get that order in right now. And get her....I mean you guys....some more of those delicious breadsticks.”
“Yep,” Alex replied as he set down his beer and looked Susan’s fat, out of shape body up and down. “Keep em’ coming.”
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A huge meal, and a couple of desserts later, the two made their way out of the restaurant and towards Alex’s waiting car. Susan walked along unsteadily, unaccustomed to being this stuffed (even by her recent standards of eating) not to mention the high heels she had managed to squeeze her plump feet into for her first date in ages.
“Well thanks for a wonderful evening,” she purred as she pressed her blubbery body closer to Alex for yet another makeout session.
“Pleasure was mine,” he replied with a wink as he kissed her deeply and grabbed a huge handful of her bulky, flabby ass.
“Party doesn’t have to end just yet though,” he remarked as he pulled away from the embrace and opened the passenger door to his car. “My place or yours?”
Susan paused for a moment, a brief mental attempt to be a proper young lady passing instantly.
“Yours.”
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She woke up several hours later in his bed, exhausted from a spirited round of love making. Not to mention the after-dinner spread he laid out for her upon their arrival.
She couldn’t believe she had the slightest appetite after all that food at the restaurant. But it looked so good, and she didn’t want to be a rude guest, so she had eaten it all. Every last morsel of fried chicken, pasta and pie had gone quickly down her plump, waiting mouth.
Amazingly, Alex hardly had a bite. She looked over at him as he slept peacefully, his toned body half visible beneath the crumpled sheets. As Susan laid there silently, thanking the heavens for this unexpected turn of of good luck, her belly growled again.
“Ugh!!”, she said quietly. “How in the hell am I still hungry??”
Then she remembered - there was still an entire cake in the fridge. She slowly rolled out of bed; tip-toeing towards Alex’s kitchen, her blubbery body quivered and swayed in the moonlit hallway as she made her way out of his bedroom. Arriving in the kitchen, she cut herself a huge piece; pausing for a moment she poured a tall glass of chocolate milk and plopped her well-cushioned ass down at the table before digging in with gusto.
“Man,” she said aloud as the cake quickly disappeared from her plate. “I could get used to this.”
Back in the bedroom, Alex lay there awake, listening intently to silverware clinking and Susan burping from the kitchen. He heard the door to the fridge open again and the tell-tale sounds as Susan cut herself another sizeable piece of cake.
“Eat up, piggy,” he murmured quietly as he drifted back to sleep. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”