Normally ordering three eggs with 4 strips of bacon, hashbrowns, and
toast, the young man decided to add a stack of pancakes. Then, the country
style biscuits with white gravy and pork chops caught his attention. It was
hard to decide. Everything looked so good and he was very hungry, too!
What was his chubby wife of one year having? He looked up from the
menu and watched her pour the third little cream bucket into her coffee. She
smiled and said "Some cream honey? There's plenty here." She pushed the bowl
of cream buckets towards him.
"Now she knew he drank his coffee black, so, why's she doing this", he
thought. Not really knowing what else to do, he took a little cream bucket
and tore the paper off of the top. "These little ridges and the rich cream
seem so pleasing to the visual senses", he mused and took two more. Once
more he looked at the menu. Taking a gulp of the cream ladden coffee, his
desire for the country breakfast was starting to firm up his designs about
breakfast.
"The Grand Duke's breakfast sure looks good, doesn't it?", she offered
suggestively. That was a little more than her husband normally ordered, but,
it was close to what he wanted most of the time. He wasn't exactly skinny
any more. Not like when they'd first been married, thank goodness! Yet, his
large appetite did little to improve his size. "Carl could eat so much and
hardly show it", she winced. Over the whole last year he had only gained ten
pounds.
"I was looking at the Country Cousin breakfast", he said waveringly.
The other breakfast was close to his usual, but it offered a three cheese
omelette and a waffle served with choice of fruit topping and whipped cream.
The six bacon slices were in addition to the large order of fried potato
cakes. "The prices are so reasonable here".
Kathy pushed the empty cream buckets into a small pile at the edge of
the table. Approaching the table, the round faced waitress offered more
coffee and inquired about the breakfast order. Her thick upper arm revealed
itself as she reached to freshen the two coffee cups. As she did so, her
ample belly rolled out along the table top only to knock over the pile of
cream buckets. "Oh, you're out of cream. How'd that happen?", she exclaimed.
"Let me bring you some more cream and I'll be right back!" Her rear end
bounced a great deal as she went over to the counter and her hips seemed to
grab at the sides of the aisle. Carl watched with curious abandon.
"We aren't in a hurry are we?", Kathy asked. "It was funny how Carl
had been staring at that waitress just then", she thought. She was about to
say something when she realized they hadn't decided upon breakfast. "How
about the Grand Duke and the Country Cousin?", she suggested hopefully.
"I'll have the Grand Duchess and a large glass of orange juice."
Carl was about to object when the rotund waitress appeared and
delivered an even larger bowl of cream buckets. "So, what would you like
this morning?", she asked and reached into a pocket for her order book.
"There's a free dessert to anyone ordering
from the Grand Menu selection's and that's really good because we have the
best pies in town." She turned to Kathy and took her order.
"I'll have the Grand Duchess, a large orange juice, and I'll hold off
on the dessert. My husband's thinking about a double breakfast. Isn't that
right dear?", cowing Carl to order both.
"Oh, uh... yes. I was trying to decide and these two looked pretty
good." he confusedly stammered. He held up the menu to the waitress and
pointed out the choices. He was hoping to hear a description about them so
that he could choose.
Instead, the waitress patted Carl on the arm and smiled saying,
"That's my kind of man." She turned to Kathy and winked asking," Where'd you
find this one, deary?" She quickly wrote down the double order. As Kathy
grabbed four creams and pushed the bowl towards Carl, the waitress put away
her pen. They both looked at Carl expectently. Carl saw that he was supposed
to take the remaining four cream bucketts and dutifully extracted them from
the bowl. As she left, the waitress took the bowl so it could be refilled.
Carl wasn't certain that he could eat so much breakfast. He'd not
really wanted both of them, but, now he was stuck. He looked at the unopened
creams and thought that they were too many, also. He couldn't figure out how
these were his either. The whole thing about the cream buckets became
unimportant as Kathy opened each one and poured them into his coffee.
"There, that should do it!", she said matter of factly. "Sugar?", she
offered as she moved the dispenser over near Carl's plate. Carl wasn't used
to putting sugar in his coffee, but, Kathy had begun to get him used to it.
Carl began to gulp done the rich brew. As he felt the creamy fat
cascading down into his tummy, he thought about wanting more of the cream,
"How much longer until breakfast's going to arrive? I am really hungry now!
This cream is just making me want more and more." Kathy made a new little
hill of empty creams and sugar wrappings.
"Why don't you go look at the desserts and decide which ones you
like? I think that you should have mine. That Grand Duchess will be all that
I can handle. I thought I saw some cheese cake on our way in.", she added.
There was not much else to do while waiting for breakfast so he went
to inspect the dessert window. As he looked upon the many choices, he was
cognitive that the cheese cake was one choice already. "Hmmmm, this
chocolate cream pie looks really great. Gosh, the're served in quarter pie
slices! What a deal!" he gratefully thought. As he viewed the sweets, their
waitress spied his presence.
"Say, I know what you could do. How about if you and your wife each
apply the dessert, that's coming to you, toward's a whole pie. That way, you
can take it with you and eat it latter. Save your appetite for your
breakfast.", she plied as she glanced at his small rounded stomach.
"That sounds ok to me, but I was thinking of two different kinds. I
can't decide between the cheese cake and the chocolate cream pie.", Carl
said in a perplexed manner. "And where do I keep it? Were staying at the
hotel next door."
The waitress thought for only a second and responded with, "Take one
kind of pie now, and, after you've eaten that, come back by and I'll give
you the other one latter." This sounded great to Carl so he went back to the
table.
There was a large mountain of cream buckets and sugar wrappers
waiting for him when he returned. His cup was filled again with the white
coffee. He greedily gulped down the cream as breakfast arrived.
Carl could not believe his eyes as the waitress brought out plate
after plate. She first served Kathy and then set down two Grand Dukes in
front of Carl. Before he could protest, two Country Cousins were also set
before him. There was hardly an inch of table space until the waitress
removed the wrapper mountain, at the end of the table. Flustered, Carl
didn't know what to say or where to begin. He started to open his mouth when
the waitress smiled and said, "I'll be right back with the catsup."
Kathy was surprised, but she only started to butter Carl's biscuits
which already had gravy. Carl looked at her as if to say, "Can't I decide
about my own food?" Ignoring him, Kathy just opened several more butter
patts and wiped them on Carl's waffles. It was then that Kathy spotted the
whipped butter ramikins which had come with the waffles. Carl saw them then,
too. Knowing that he was supposed to use these instead, he couldn't use them
until the other butter soaked into the waffles' textured surface. "This had
happened before hadn't it?", he pondered as he wolfed down a large portion
of one of the omeletes. The cheese melted in his mouth as he ate more and
more. Kathy had hardly touched her own breakfast as she busily cut the gravy
covered biscuits. Carl could wait no longer and ate them almost as fast as
she cut them up. When he saw she hadn't cut his pork chops, Carl picked them
up with his hands and briskly bit off all the meat from the bones. As he
continued to munch the twelve bacon strips, Kathy helped Carl by rebuttering
his waffles with the whipped butter.
Carl only noticed dimly as he cleaned off the remaining food. His
forearm was resting on the table as he leaned into the task of consuming the
two enormous waffles. He never noticed how his waitress had convieniently
paused at the next empty table to admire Carl's form. Kathy was admiring the
eagerness that Carl was displaying while he hurriedly swallowed bite after
bite of the whipped cream and buttered waffles. Straw- -berries were
slopping all over Carl's shirt and lap. He only started to slow down when he
reached the second waffle. At this time, the well rounded waitress appeared
with a large plate of fried potato cakes.
"I'm sorry it took so long to bring the catsup, but, the potato cakes
weren't ready until now so I've brought both." Carl looked helplessly at
Kathy. He wanted her to send this well meaning waitress away.
Kathy merely glanced at Carl and turned to the waitress. "I forgot
all about those. This is really good service and I think you're wonderful.
It seems there are many things that you already know... about waitressing
and you've become very successful in your efforts to help patrons have a
good time. I know I've really enjoyed this time with my husband and I've
learned some neat things, too!" she expessed admiringly of the mature woman.
The waitress watched Carl as he ate the crisp potatoe cakes one after
the other. She only turned to Kathy long enough to smile and say, "I was a
newly wed myself once." She resumed watching Carl's enthrallment with the
potatoe cakes and said, "It took me a while, but I learned that the best way
to a man's heart is through his stomach. It's a very powerful ingredient in
a marriage. Many meals and dining out give a chance to truly enjoy one
another. I help my husband to eat properly whenever I can. Without me, he
just doesn't get enough. I have to watch him or he forgets to eat sometimes!"
The two women exchanged knowing glances as Carl looked up to see what
they were doing. He was not sure of the topic but they were clearing away
the dishes and he helped. His stomach was very full so he leaned back and
realized that his belt was on too tight. Nonchallantly, he managed to undue
the belt two notches. The pants were way to snug and the button was digging
in to his bulging stomach. He undid the button, realizing that he couldn't
walk out of the coffee shop like that.
By this time, the waitress had deftly picked up the dishes. She could
do this so well that she was able to watch poor Carl having his tummy
trouble. She knew that Kathy was in favor of all her attentions so she
mentioned Carl's idea of the two pies. Kathy had eaten a medium breakfast,
so she told the waitress to bring both of the desserts so that she could
have her portion now. Carl moaned at the thought of eating a pie right then,
"It's too much for me, honey. Can you eat some without me?"
"Which one should I start with?" asked Kathy. "Don't you want the
cheese cake later?" Carl started to answer when the waitress brought the two
deserts and two forks with plates. Carl saw her round curves once again.
Now, with his belly so full, he somehow liked to look at this fine
woman. There was something that transfixed his desires. He could not stop
watching how appealing this waitress was. He wished that Kathy was more
curvy. Kathy had nice round breasts and a wonderful ass, but, she could have
more. "Gee, I think you should try both. They look very tasty." he offered.
This was ackward for Carl. He wasn't used to making suggestions to Kathy.
The waitress was quick to see that Carl was trying and helped him
out, "You've got to try this chocolate cream pie! It is marvelous and very
rich. May I suggest a tall glass of whole milk to go with it." To which
Kathy agreed and started to reach for the pie. The waitress grabbed a cutter
and started to cut the pie in half and then quarters. "Here you go.", as she
took out two quarters and placed them on the plates. Then she went to fetch
the milk.
Carl knew he could not eat another bite. The pie looked so tasty
though! He faintly began to nibble at the chocolate shavings. He was
beginning to enjoy watching Kathy who was lustily devouring her pie. "Why
was seeing her eat this way so provocative?", he wondered. He could only
wish that this time would not end too soon. He began to cut the untouched
cheese cake. "Here, you probably want to try a piece of this?" he
tentatively asked.
Kathy had wanted a piece of it but didn't want to make a pig of
herself. She was pleased that Carl had made it so easy for her. She was
ready for that milk now, too. The waitress arrived, at that very moment,
with two large glasses of milk and the check. She looked at Carl's pie and
said, "If you can't finish your pie maybe you can share it with your wife."
Again Carl was touched by this. It gave him a strange thrill to
think that he could feed Kathy such a rich and fattening desert! The thought
of her thighs becoming like the waitress's was a real turn on. He sat
squirming to hide his erection that was protruding out of his unbuckled
pants. For the first time, he was really feeling this strong urge to make
Kathy fatter than she was. "How could he help her to eat more?", he thought
heatedly. He noticed that Kathy had finished the cheese cake and was almost
finished with her milk. Then he offered to share his desert with her. She
opened her mouth and Carl reached to place a forkfull into her mouth. After
several forkfulls she
became exceedingly thirsty so Carl offered his milk to her. "Did she seem to
moan a little when I was feeding her?", he wondered. He quickly served a
piece of pie to himself and the last piece to Kathy.
Kathy only sighed and started the next piece. She was wondering about
how many pounds this meal was going to put on her. If it helped her husband
to gain five pounds then she thought she would be willing to put on ten.
"Weren't women supposed to be a little heavier?", she reasoned. Besides,
she liked the idea of Carl asking her to eat more. She thought about the new
little folds of flesh around her upper breasts where they met her arms.
There were some extra bulges starting to appear on her tummy, too. She knew
that she could no longer walk and not have the insides of her legs rub
together. She had already grown an extra cup size since being married and
many of her old clothes didn't fit her. It was a good excuse to go clothes
shopping for this vacation. Now she had many more outfits to choose from.
She was so wrapped in her thoughts that she'd not noticed eating a new piece
of cheese cake.
Carl wondered how come Kathy didn't wear those tight revealing
outfits anymore. She looked so yummy with the exploding bust and tight
pants. He loved the way her buns would stick out. It was great when she wore
those shorts that let her smooth round legs and her round belly bulge out.
He really missed seeing the short sleeves of her blouses constrict tightly
on her soft fat arms. "When was the last time that I've seen her in a
bathing suit?", he thought while searching over the last year of marriage.
Then he saw his wife still eating and she was finishing the last of the
cheese cake. Her closed eyes above her round little cheeks and small double
chin was a sight to behold. "She seemed almost euphoric", he thought.
By this time, Carl was able to zip his pants and Kathy was
uncomfortably full. She hadn't eaten this much since the time she had snuck
out to "all you can eat fried chicken night" at a local buffet. She felt so
much more chubbier. "Pretty soon, people will start saying that I've gotten
fat.", she worried. As she leaned back from the table she noticed that her
stomach was still touching the table. She moved a little to the side but it
did not matter. Her belly was still firmly pressed into the table. "This is
too uncomfortable." she said out loud. "We should have asked for a table
with chairs.", she observed belatedly.
They edged out of the booth and rose to their feet, only to feel the
gravity a little more than usual. As they walked past the counter, towards
the large cashier lady, Carl's gaze fell upon Kathy's robust form. How
strangely he felt. Why was there nobody else in the room at that instant.
Surely, his wife's enlarged butt was the attraction, yet, it seemed that
there was more. The way that her large plump thighs were pushing her new
pants when she walked. He looked again and noticed that her love handles
were hiding her belt at the sides. There was a pronounced jiggle in several
places. He just wanted to go back to the hotel and feel her body with all
her new rounded parts. This was exciting!
Kathy turned to watch Carl pay the bill. He was struggeling to
remove his wallet from his back pocket. She thought she detected something
about those pants. Then, she saw the belt buckle was in a new position. She
could see a well worn crease in the leather which was three holes over! Then
she saw how his shirt was a little higher with a peek out tummy. It was even
hanging over the belt! It was special for her to see that all her
attention's were paying off.
The large cashier lady was just the waitress they'd had all along.
But, each of them were lost in their own fantasies. They hardly noticed her.
The waitress could only watch her two young fatlings as they left to go back
to their own existence. But she had given them encouragement and strength to
persue their own desires. And her own desires.
Stepping out into the hot gusty wind, it never ceased to amaze how
plain Vegas looked in the middle of the day. It was a little unsettling how
the city disappeared and left this 'other' city behind. Yet, there was
plenty to look at and its feverish glint was exciting even now.
Carl could hardly wait to jump into one of the casinos. As he
stepped out, a very plump woman and a pot bellied man started to make their
way into the coffee shop. They looked to be a few years older, but they were
so very fat! He caught Kathy's eye as she too had noticed the hefty couple
entering the coffee shop.
When they had gone inside, Carl observed with a short laugh "Well,
at least we're not as bad as that." As he said this he kept trying to tuck
in his shirt which kept coming out in the back and sides.
In reply, Kathy murmurred "At least, not yet." At this, Carl was
somewhat taken aback. It was not what he expected her to say. It was as if
she had some plan in mind. Kathy merely smiled as she watched her husband
having trouble with his shirt. It was just too small for him. "Gee, it sure
is getting awfully hot out here. Do you want to go back to the Hotel so we
can rest up. I'm pretty full from that huge breakfast."
Carl wanted to play some slots or maybe some cards. He had thought
about it all the way there. It was tempting though. If he could lay down for
awhile maybe his stomach would stop hurting from being so full. As he sorted
the options in his head, he hardly noticed how Kathy had put her arm around
his waist. He was just conscious of a caressing hand sliding just under his
bulging love handle and her figers wrapping under his belly.
It was then that he noticed that he had a very hard erection. It was
practically pushing right out of his pants and into the underside of his
pooched out belly! "Whoa! I can't go anywhere like this!" he thought. "Let's
go back to the room and take it easy for awhile." he offered.
Of course, this is what Kathy really wanted, so, she agreed. They
made their way past the hotel lobby and the whirling, clanging action of the
casino slots. As they passed the gift shop, Kathy saw a rack of clothing
which might hold some choices for a new shirt for Carl. Meanwhile, Carl, who
had been watching the action in the casino, was unaware that Kathy was
sizing him up for a new shirt. "Look Carl... there's some great T-shirts
over there. Some might fit you better then that old thing you have on."
Carl was just trying to get up to the room. Clothes shopping was not
what was on his mind. Kathy stepped into the shop and Carl followed. There
were some artistic desert ones, some with Hoover Dam, some with the hotel's
name, and they were all those big floppy ones that were not his size. "I
don't see my size in here. These are all large and extra large." he grunted.
Kathy very neatly picked an extra large desert shirt and held it up
to Carl. It had a picture of a fat barrel cactus with an open flower. It had
the blue sky and the words "Laid back....Jack! I'm fat from Black Jack!",
and on the back was a slot machine that looked like a pot bellied stove. It
said "Pot Bellied Pete's - Las Vegas, Nevada."
Carl liked the shirt very much, but the size was bothering him. Kathy could
see the worried furrow appearing in his brow. For this, she said, "I know it
look's big but these kind of shirts shrink after awhile. Why don't you pick
out a few others like this while I go pick up some stuff over here?" With
that, she stolled over to the candy counter and picked out several
chocolates and candies. Carl struggled with finding the shirts as Kathy
grabbed some cans of Easy Cheese, several boxes of snack crackers, and a
dozen licorice whips.
He had just finished with his shirts when he noticed some swim suits
over in the corner. He was about to go over and see about finding one when
he dropped a shirt. As he bent over to pick it up, he could feel the
pressure pushing on the seams of his pants. Then, he felt the crouch
splitting just as he reached to the floor. He quickly stood up and looked
around to see if anybody had been close enough to hear. Kathy looked at him
and patted a stack of pants. "These are your size, dear." Finally, with
several bags in their arms, they made their way to the room. It was a relief
to divest themselves of the groceries and Carl's new wardrobe.
Kathy took the tray out from under the paper wrapped water glasses.
She busily set about opening the boxes of crackers and making long rows upon
the tray. She stopped briefly and opened a good sized can of cashews and set
them down in front of Carl. Then, she went back to squirting cheese on
dozens of crackers. Carl loved cashews, so he gobbled several handfuls as he
tried to reach his shoes to untie them. It was to his amazement that he was
no longer able to sit and reach his shoe laces, without a great struggle.
"Why don't you change into something more comfortable?", she said in a
throaty voice. It was very enticing to watch Carl as he was fumbled with his
new size. He was so cute and desireable!
Kathy munched quite a few cheese covered crackers as Carl got
undressed. It was strange how the crackers and cheese became so enjoyable as
she watched her chunky stripper. When Carl had just managed to strip down to
his briefs, she was fully aware that he had a few wet spots on them. It
appeared that he had been aroused recently.
She grabbed a licorice whip and moved closer to him. She reached
over and brushed his penus with the end of the whip and put the other end up
to her mouth. As she mischieviously licked the end and rubbed it against her
glistening lips, she chided him for not taking off his shorts as well. Carl
grinned and slid them off quickly. Kathy continued to lick the whip and now
she wrapped the moistened strand around his cock. It slid easily all around
it and he let out a moan of pleasure. Kathy continued to grasp Carl as she
deftly unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Carl unzipped her
sun dress and it fell to Kathy's middle where it stuck. She managed to
wriggle out of it and grabbed a can of Easy Cheese. She squirted a little
mound on each upturned nipple. She offered the tasty morsels to Carl who
eagerly sucked each one. As he sucked one clean and went on to the other,
she applied new cheese to it and awaited his return visit. Finally, with the
last can emptied, she began to suck Carl's whip wrapped prize. At first it
was so very sticky. Yes, wonderfully tasty and sweet! It was making her so
wet that she wanted to go over to the bed.
Carl only knew that he was so lost. He could only think about
sucking the hardened nipples and licking more and more of the cheese. The
way the licorice whip tightly slipped around his hardened shaft was so
incredible. This was something so unusual. Yet, it held him in awe as he
watched her round belly and licked the cheese. Her tits were so plump and
full. They ached for his attention. He could not help grabbing her broad
smooth butt as he drew himself to her. It was time to find the bed!
Kathy finished swallowing the red whip and licking off his dick.
Then, she went and laid over a pile of pillows with her plump ass in the
air. Carl took hold of her hips and climbed up behind her. She reached back
in between her legs and took his penus. She rubbed it slowly on her clit and
heard his sharp intake of breath. She could feel his cock getting so much
harder. She needed to feel him inside. She wanted to feel him pounding into
her. She let him slide in with wanton desire.
Carl could feel his stomach bouncing into Kathy's marvelous ass. It
was so perfectly plump! He wanted to continue his assault from the rear, but
he couldn't see her face, her tits, or her chubby tummy. He stopped and
allowed her to roll onto her back. Ah, this was so much better! He had to
watch those tits bounce and feel her soft belly against his chest. She was
so turned on now! Those white teeth through slightly parted lips. Her soft
moans where increasing in intensity. He felt his penus, reaching far into
her and filling her with pleasure.
Kathy could only want more and more. It was so good to have him
inside. To feel him on top was wonderful too. She could feel his long rod
pushing deep inside. It was more than she could stand. She could only scream
out, "Fuck me! I'm so close!" And she grabbed his love handles and helped
him to deliver the thrusting strokes.
This was more than Carl could handle. When she talked dirty to him
it was bad enough. When she grabbed his belly, it totally turned him on. He
could feel his will to hold off shatter as his hot semen cascaded in long
deep spurts into Kathy. Eack stroke, sending more and more into her. The
volume was more than usual. He could feel his fattened stomach aching for fuel.
Kathy could feel the hot scalding streams filling her vagina,
leaking out and down her cheeks. She was climaxing with him still thrusting
and pumping his cock into her. She was screaming and Carl was twisting his
hips so that she could feel him rubbing in all the right places. His lips
found her's and they locked in that long final embrace until there was no
more left to do. She could feel Carl withdrawing and she tried to keep him
from going.
Carl rolled on to his side and could barely catch his breath. He
felt so out of shape. It was easier to hold himself up when he was on top.
Ever since Kathy had gotten so fat, he could just lay on top and still have
the right angle. Yet, even with this, something was really making it
difficult. He went to get up and then he saw himself in the mirror. It was a
large mirror and he could see how chubby he was getting. He looked at Kathy
and saw that she was truly getting fat. Really fat! Then he thought, "Wow,
this reminds me of the really fat couple that we saw walking into the coffee
shop after breakfast." With that, he started to think about how hugry he
was. He fell upon the neatly stacked rows of crackers and cheese, and the
carefully stacked candies. He could only eat more as Kathy came over and
started to snack. She was naked, and eating right in front of him. They
greedily feel upon the licorice whips. Each eating an end while the other
ate at the same one.
It was more than he could have dreamt to ask. These days with Kathy
seemed to be filled with new and decidedly naughty things. Together, it
seemed so utterly fantastic that they could be doing this now. How had this
bride turned him into such an ardent admirer of her ever growing soft
curves? Indeed, how had this temptress lead him into putting on so much
weight? It just didn't make sense!
He watched her as she made ready for their evening on the town. She
was gently rubbing the last of the shower from her smooth skin with the
white nap of the towel. It wasn't easy to watch anything else 'but' her. As
she bent her leg and stepped upon the chair, her rounded calf was completely
in sight. It came outward a little. It was very plump. That was not what he
found himself enjoying the most. His yearning turned to the full leg and
thigh as they were so fat and rounded. The way her belly lay, on top of her
upper leg, was so awesome that his jaw dropped a little. Her ass was so
shapely when her leg dropped and she shifted her weight to the other foot
that he couldn't look at anything else. Her skin was just that soft and smooth!
Kathy looked up and knew that Carl's wandering eyes had found more
to inspire him. She placed some baby powder into her hand and rubbed it all
around her belly. She dusted into the area under her breasts. She offered
the powder to Carl, "Can you do me in the back?" she said with a smile.
Eagerly, he reached out and took the container from her. It was a
pleasing sensation to rub the soft powder on her ample buns and back. Was
this what made her skin look so creamy smooth? Carl was totally enchanted.
His wife was no woman, she was a goddess! Again, he watched her further
preparations.
Kathy reached into a shopping bag and plucked out soft, frilly black
under garments. The kind that Carl had only fantasized about. The bra was
shaped to create a full line of cleavage on her and the deliciously laced
endowments where now the magnet that poor Carl's eyes could not escape from.
Kathy peeked out from under her eye lashes to see his reaction. This was a
bit sleezy to her tastes, but she had wanted to create a deepening desire in
Carl. His abandonment was clearly in effect. Next, she took a black satin
corsett and drew it wide open. She pulled it on and had some difficulty
drawing the laces closed. It made her breasts bulge out in the most enticing
way! She was a soul stirring sight, but when she put on lacey black
crotchless panties, he was beyond himself. She continued to shock and
astound her plumped up lover with hose and garters.
He could hardly contain his outspoken need to race over to her and
hug this beautiful and sexy vixen. She was beginning to look like every
man's dream come true. Her plump thighs were more delectible than ever. As
she put on an evening dress, it snugly hugged her rear and came up to about
mid thigh. She was very heavy for the tightness the dress imposed upon her,
yet it was not unpleasant. She was, Kathy, the sexy, vixen goddess of Las
Vegas. Carl moaned and protested, "I'm in real trouble here! Every horny
geek in Vegas will be trying to hit on you. I can hardly help myself from
going nuts!" Again, Kathy smiled but this time there was a hint of a blush
in her beautiful full cheeks.
"Now don't be silly!" she said, trying to draw more flattery from
him. "Who would look at me when there are all those pretty show girls
around?" It was her way of making Carl realize that 'he' would most
certainly be the one watching her and 'not' one of those scantily clad
packages of skin and bones. She set about putting on her makeup, as Carl
muttered something about "Who cares about those clone jobs?" and "Why do we
have to see a show girl review anyway?" As she put the finishing touches on
her hair, he was struck breathless by her wonderous appearance. The
highlights in her hair, those beautiful green eyes and full red lips, her
dressed to kill appearance were all too much for him. He was quite
overwhelmed. Carl could just sigh deeply and feel himself being the most
exasperatingly afflicted man alive. "Come on, dear!" Kathy encouraged. We'll
be late for the dinner show." At this, they left the suite and ventured out
for a night on the town.
Carl felt much more comfort from his new clothes. He didn't even
feel like there was any difference with his newly acquired dimensions as
they walked down the hall to the elevator. As the elevator came, Kathy
adjusted Carl's waist band so that his pants weren't riding on his hips as
low. The elevator door opened and they both stepped in. As the door closed,
they eagerly sought each other for a long kiss before they stopped at
another floor and someone else got in. They were eager in their desire for
one another. It was to bad that they had so little time before they had
reached the lobby.
Stepping out into the busy hotel lobby, they created an imposing
site. Several plumpish laddies looked over Carl as he strode across the
floor. Kathy was noticing this when a bell hop clumsily fell over a suitcase
that he hadn't seen while he was transfixed by Kathy's stunning presence. It
raised quite a clatter. Everyone's attention was diverted and the two of
them made it safely to the doorman who hailed them a cab.
"Good eve folks!" said the cabbie. "Where we going tonight?" He
almost didn't here them as he watched Kathy enter into the cab. "What's
that?" he sputtered. "You're going to 'The Mint' for the dinner follies?
That's a hot show!" He drove them out to the 'Strip' and made his way past
the many casinos and bars. He really tried to imagine that this woman was in
his cab alone. He tried to fantasize about being with her for more than a
cab ride.
Kathy and Carl oooed and aaahed at the many lit displays and
swirling lights. It was so mesmerizing to watch the intricate patterns and
colossal hotel complexes. It gave them both an air of expectation. As if
something thrilling and unforseen were about to happen. Eventually, they
came upon an immense hotel structure which was bathed in green and silver
lights. "It looked very much like a candy mint," thought Kathy. Carl paid
the cab driver who could only watch his fares leave. "Enjoy yourselves
folks! Volunteer when they ask and you'll have the best time of your lives!"
he shouted and drove off. With that, they looked at each other with mild
surprise and walked to the entrance.
The portly doorman was smartly clad in a green and silver uniform.
He cheerfully greeted them as they came up the walkway, "Welcome to the
world's famous Mint! Enjoy your stay and don't hesitate to ask for anything
you want while your here. We cater to your whims while you're here at the
Mint!" He touched his hat and handed each of them a voucher. They were both
gleefully appreciative. Anxiously, they glanced at the extremely thick
envelopes and then looked at each other in total surprise. He opened a very
wide door and they hurried a little to step across the threshold.
As their eyes became accustomed to the interior, they were utterly
taken with the flamboyant and lavish surroundings. How many green and silver
uniformed dealers and attendants, they could not guess. The scantily clad
cocktail waitresses were all so well endowed and voluptuous. Indeed, those
tummies were.... some tummies! In fact, here was an entire casino filled
with large stunning men and women, both customers and workers! Everyone was
playing and laughing. It was so tremendously impossible!
Carl turned as a bell began to ring continuously. A very plump guy
and round, fat girl were standing by a slot machine and acting very excited.
As the silver dollars piled into the pay bin, the cute, fat blonde woman let
out a little squeal. She had to lean forward to see over her stomach to
watch the ever growing pile of money. She would straiten up to talk to the
big guy she was with, lose sight of the money again, and then lean forward
to watch the dollars spill out all over again.
Still, there were others wandering about, drinking large pina
coladas and munching on hors d'oeuvres. "These were all very immense
people," thought Carl. "How do we find our way to the dinner show?" he
asked. His question went unanswered. He turned back to find Kathy talking to
a rather striking looking gent.
He was dressed very elegantly and he looked solidly built. "This was
a little unsavory," he thought. "Why was he talking to Kathy like I'm not
even here?" thought Carl. He watched the man ooze charm all over Kathy. He
seemed to be very obsessed with her. It seemed like it would go on forever.
After several minutes, Kathy turned and explained, "He's the dinner
show host and he want's me... I mean us to have the table of honor. We are
to be seated immediately." With that, they left the casino and followed the
over enthusiastic host to the theater entrance. At the entrance way stood
several people in line, waiting to be seated. They passed them all and came
into a foyer. The show's title was prominently displayed above the main
entrance. In grand fashion, the artfully rendered image of several laughing
and smiling rotund people were painted in a mural. The large foot high
letters read;
"Euphoria, Goddess of Enticements and Pleasures!"
As they sat in the plush, ornate chairs - Kathy and Carl shiffled
through their vouchers. The envelopes had been so unique. When opened, a
strong aroma of chocolate mints rose up and smote their nostrils. Envoking a
few moments of strong desire for consuming several handfuls, they each
looked about the table as if there would be a candy dish. Instead, they had
to remain unfulfilled and anticipatory. The envelope itself contained
several coupons which offered them a multitude of gambling, restaurant, and
cocktail treats. There was one which was different than all the rest. It
looked like something useless since they'd already arrived.
Kathy had just turned her gaze towards the surrounding tables when a
soft flute and a single drum played softly. It was a curious melody which
was a bit haunting. It would rise and fall, beckoning and waiting. Soon,
other instruments joined the harmonious overture. It was stirring such
passion in her breast and her mind seemed to float in a misty world. She
could see the divan and all the soft pillows. The lights came up a little
more and there was singing. She seemed to be in a time and a place long
since forgotten. There were several partially naked dancers streaming onto
the stage now. Their slinky silken wisps of costumes were flying away from
their bodies as they danced. Large men and extremely chubby... no, fat women
were advancing towards her.
As the smaller dancers with the pooched little bellies leaped into
the air, the chorus seemed to reach a heightened pitch. Four greatly sized
men strode forward. Each carrying an end of a pole which supported a
gleaming silver platform. As they ceremoniously kept pace with one another,
their large distended fat stomachs swayed with each step. Thet approached
ever closer until they stepped down a ramp which had just grown from the
underside of the stage. "What thighs and legs they had!" thought Kathy.
Inevitably, they descended the ramp and steered towards their table. The
frantic dancers continued their leaps and twisting jiggles. Rythms and
melodies plied the air and the senses. Then, it all came to an abrupt halt.
There was a broadening light appearing upon Kathy. Her hair shone,
her creamy smooth round arms plumped wonderfully under the straps of her
dress. Her green eyes, pouting lips and full cheeks turned to regard the
silver platform which the men lowered. The audience began to buzz with
anticipation. As Kathy wondered what to do, two of the bearers came towards
her. Each of them grabbed the arm and seat of Kathy's large, plush chair.
They bore her up and raised her high in the air. Kathy's full figure was
overflowing the sides of the seat just a little. Everyone could see her. It
was a brief moment before many cheers and shouts roared their approval. The
applause was loud and long as they wisked her and the chair to the silver
platform. They inserted the chair legs into the spaces in the platform and
resumed their positions. Kathy could see the broad backsides of the front
two men as they stooped to bend over. This was all so exciting. She had had
no idea that this was going to be so wildly exotic when she'd volunteered.
She was so utterly carried away now. It created such desire within her as
the victorios caravan of dancers and bearers proceeded to the divan in the
center of the stage.
She could see the preparations better now. There were so many
pillows and the divan was a rich luxoriant green. Kathy began to wonder how
she was going to do anything for the show. She was certainly not a dancer or
an entertainer. What could her host have had in mind when he feverishly
beseeched her to join the show? It all seemed so immense!
Her mind was so preoccupied with uncertainties that she hardly noticed the
food bearers. Appearing with several pitchers and trays, the line of chubby
young girls extended to the wings of the stage at either side. The ride upon
the men's shoulders came to an end. As they bent low to deliver her to the
elevated platform, her divan awaited her. As she stood, the music stopped.
Every eye watched her step up and gain the soft repose of the pillowed
divan. The platform bearers carried the weighty platform of into the
darkened wings. Several beautiful, and gorgeously curvy, women carried green
satin pillows towards her. They held a fabric, some stunning arm bands, a
scepter, and a petite little
crown. They adourned her with the treasures and withdrew.
They all took up positions in a double file. Each row of servers
facing the other. Each rank turned and faced Kathy. Bending, bowing,
stretching their food laden arms up towards her. Elevated and reclined upon
the divan, Kathy felt embued with a very sudden impulse of power. She could
not help it. There seemed to be an urgency for her to act, to do something
impossible. She searched the expanse of tables and guests. There was only
the light upon the stage and the awesome power which crept into her being.
There was no thinking or guessing. There was a new and profound sense of
being which filled every once of her plump luscious body. Everyone awaited
her next move.
It remained unspoken until she found herself rising and lifting her
arms. Suddenly, a strange voice. One she hadn't ever heard, spoke out in a
stronge, clear, and commanding voice. The words rang out with a powerful
surge that smote upon every unprotected ear,
"I, Goddess Euphoria, command that you shall all eat these
foods
and drink your cups. More and more will appear before you
and it
must all be eaten. These portions of hams and roasts are many!
The creamy sauces are thickened and flavorful! These breads,
these cheeses are so abundant! The sorbets will clear the
pallet!
The salads shall be drenched with the richest and creamiest
dressings! The chickens and hens await you! The gravies and
sauces will add to your enjoment! I say eat! Eat now and all
night through! Everyone must be awash with the cream and milk!
Drink, I say! The fruits are plentiful, bite them! The butter
tubs are enchanted for your evening's success. They await your
regard! Partake of them and find a new hunger each time!
Each of
you must eat, I say. You must eat all! You must eat as I do!
You
will crave all that can be sent! There will be no respite! The
time has come! Eat, I command it!
As Carl watched the ponderous men bare his wife away, there was
nothing he could do. It was all so unexpected. It was part of the show and
it was beyond his control. Besides, she was so beautiful and tempting with
the light upon her. It struck him hard that there was something really 'big'
about to happen. As they dressed her with the crown, he thought that a
change had appeared in her face. The arm bands were placed on her plump arms
and she seemed to grow in stature. The marvelous cape gave her a regal
appearance. She looked like a.... goddess! When she spoke his ears began to
roar. There was... this voice. It couldn't be shut out. He yearned to hear
it. His entire world held only this strange voice. It kept saying things
like... Eat! Food! and... I command it! He was filled with a desire
to eat. Yes, eat all the food and it was coming straight for him. Down the
ramp, server after server came towards his table. Some went past, some
turned and several piled trays of food on his table. Others poured rich
creamy milk in large goblets. Immediately, a beautiful and seductive serving
wench came to him with a little casket of butter. It was a silver sculpted
vessel, adorned with dancing nudes all around it. The edges were gilt with
leaves and berries. There were even a few satyrs, playing lutes, in a few
places. The serving girl reached over and jiggled Carl's tummy a little and
giggled. She picked up a knife and spread a thick portion of the enchanted
butter on Carl's dinner roll. She put her arm around his shoulders and
smiled, "Now open up for your pleasure to begin!" Carl opened his mouth
quick as a wink. She pushed the roll into his mouth for Carl to take a bite.
The flavor of the butter was incredible. It was more powerful than garlic.
It climbed right into his breath and the flavor clung to his nose and lungs.
His stomach cried out with startled surprise and began demanding more. She
pushed it further into his mouth and he could hardly chew it fast enough. He
wanted to breath, but, he could only chew and swallow the butter covered
roll. As he finished the last of it, she began to laugh and smile. She said,
"My what a good boy you are! Now don't forget to chew your food and remember
to breath when you need to. I'll be back when you can't eat.... when you
can't find enough to eat!"
The many tables and guests were beginning to be served. First the
men and then the women. The men were plied with the butter by many different
temptresses. Each of them falling under the euphoric spell of the enchanted
butter. They payed little head to strange men who became over friendly with
their wives, fiances, and girlfriends. The female dinner dates had heard the
words of the goddess and had no qualms about the seductive men and their
silver butter tubs. Each feeling ravenous as the call of the butter inflamed
their desire to eat! The food was greedily consumed by all.
Plump little women could not eat some of the many foods. Their
tummies unmatched to the task. They could make a little room by loosening
their constricting clothing, but many had worn dresses and had already eaten
all that the could. As each tiny chubbette slowed or stopped, one of the
male servers would approach with the butter cask. Each would enjoin the full
tummies to resume their efforts to finish a ham, a roast, creamy pastas,
gravy and potatoes. Some would force the many sausages, and cheeses into
their mouths faster than they could swallow. The cream laden milk poured
copiuosly into the goblets. Their dresses began to tighten, the corsets and
contol panty hose would come off. The eating and engorging continued.
The bigger women, the really fat ones, ate for a long while. Many
men stopped and resumed after eating buttered rolls or slices of desert
bread. Carl was doing his best to obey Kathy's commands. There were times
when he just couldn't. There were times when he had to stop. But that
seductive butter vixen would come over to him shove a buttered roll into his
mouth and it would start all over again. He was so thankful when she had
noticed a pained expression on his face and took pity on him by loosening
his belt. Later, she had to unbutton his pants as his belly became to huge
to be held back.
Carl ate and watched the super sized women as they ate. He wanted to eat
more as he watched. They were even being fed the spell-bound buttered rolls
and breads. There huge breasts were plump and enlarged. With all the rich
foods and the the heavy cream, they just kept bulging and straining against
their clothing. Some breasts seemed ready to pop out of the tiny bits of
cloth that barely held them back.
As the dinner show rolled along, Kathy began to feel famished. There
was nothing for her while all the guests were being served. She could peer
out and see Carl. He was abondonly engaged with eating, drinking, and
devouring all the exposed breasts which were beginning to pop out of
everywhere. Kathy felt that it was one thing to be ignored by the food
servers, but to be ignored by Carl was too much! It was these thoughts she
dwelled upon until the host came to the divan where Kathy reclined. He
brought a silver pitcher which was filled to the brim with cream. He poured
the cream into a goblet and offered it to Kathy's out streched hand. As she
took it, he spoke. "This is your time now. Try to enjoy it. Soon, the
revelry will subside and the show will begin." Before she could say a word,
the mysterious host walked away and left her with this pitcher of cream and
the goblet.
Kathy drank the fattening creamy mixture to the end. "It was strange
to drink so much and still be so thirsty," she thought. "It keeps being
refilled by this server and I keep drinking it." It was so rich and
fattening that it made her wet thinking about how round her stomach felt,
how huge her belly was becoming, how full her bra was becoming. The food
started arriving, and it was about time. There were so many hams and hens,
steaks and chops, gravies and sauces, a "This was a feast of all feasts, and
I can't eat fast enough!" she thought. As she swallowed the creamy sauces
that the pasta swam in, she knew that she was eating too much. Her clothing
was beginning to worry her. She had laced that corset much to tight. This
was becoming serious as she eat another plate of delectable goodies and
sighed. Kathy's stomach was now much too large for her corset.
She was tring to make an answer to her dilma. It was not going to
occur and she was still eating. "How many of the other men and women had
worn clothes that were to tight and dangerously restricting?" she
contemplated. She beheld her arm bands and wondered if they would get to
tight too! She noticed an inscription on them. It appeared to say, "diva
maximus" in flourising letters. There was a bright green crystals set into
each of the silver bands. As she explored these, a glowing light began to
eminate from them. The misty veil surrounded her once more. The green stones
shown with a brilliant glare. At this, Kathy stood erect once more.
She unfastened the dress and let it fall. She stood there in her
black, lacey lingerie. The corset was loosened by her as she regained her
comfort. Then she let it fall completely. All she wore was a black laced
bra, crotchless panties, and the adornment of the goddess. She spoke out
once again in her clear commanding voice.
The people went about and casually nibbled on the remaining food,
chatted with many new found objects of desire. It was a visual feast. So
many round fat and plump bulging bellies. Soft round arms and hugh fat asses
were abounding. Many pairs of people were seen and many were not the couples
who had come together. Carl was talking with the big woman who'd hit a
jackpot before the show. Several of the serving men and women were being
chased by the many patrons of the club. Some were putting on togas while
some had not a care to.
Large bowls of whipped cream, chocolate sauce, and ice creams began
to be brought out. Large cakes and pastries, pies and tarts, tubs of cookies
and piles of candy where set about. Some people enjoined with the many
desserts. Some bodies started to enjoin with each other. Some would take the
whipped cream and chocolate sauce to make a feast out of their object's
desire. For Carl, he'd smeared whipped cream on top of the slot player's
breast and was hungrily licking chocolate sauce off of her huge jiggling
belly. She was hiding chocolate candies under her large tits. The whole room
was breaking into this dessert flinging, body lusting chaos.
The Goddess Euphoria was watching the revelers. She was becoming
very moved by all their wanton cravings and lost abandon. There must be
something that she could do to relieve the pounding, surging desire within
her. Then, she saw the scepter, it was quite phallic in design. It had a
green smooth glowing crystal at one end. It looked like it would be just
right. She dipped it in some chocolate sauce and began to rub her wet pussy
with it. The crystal began to glow very brightly. Her huge tits were in her
own face as she struggled to reach further... she stroked the glowing
chocolate covered scepter into herself.... she could feel the orgasms
shuddering through her body. The crystals in her, and on her were bright
beckons. There was not anyone who wasn't with at least someone or something
else. She had her scepter.
Then, the host reappeared with several pitchers of cream. He poured
more of the cream into her goblet. She could not help swallowing mouthful
after mouthful of the specially enchanted cream. Her entire being began to
merge with the power of the Goddess Euphoria. As the scepter glistened, wet
and glowing, it began to bring a desire to grow fat.... yes, really
tremendously fat. Her arm bands began to grow apart as her huge bulging arms
filled out. The tits that where so huge began to fill and rise. Her belly
grew so soft and large, her thighs swelled, her wonderfully fat butt became
so very fat. She moaned as she grew fatter and had all those orgasms. She
could feel herself growing and becoming fat. Fatter than she had ever
wanted. She felt like she had doubled in size!
Carl looked up to behold the goddess, lost in rapture. He could see her
struggles with the scepter. It was becoming so hard for her to reach around
that bigger belly. The green crystals were growing so bright. He could see
her legs as the became so thick and huge. Her legs were getting so full and
round. That belly was getting so very large and that host guy.... he was
feeding her as she stroked herself. He could tell that Kathy was really
growing big. Every minute seemed like an eternity. He was so turned on he
had to get busy with his round slot puller! Then, his sexy butter vixen came
to them and started to suck Carl's penus with plenty of whipped cream and
chocolate. Carl squeezed her plump little ass while he sucked on the slot
mistress' tits. It was so great to be at the dinner show!
It was true about Las Vegas food prices. The cost of any meal seemed
like such a bargain. The portions were ample, too. It was nice to order
whatever there was and know
that it was about half price. Of course, ordering twice or even three times
the size of the average meal was the thing to do.
Kathy and Carl exchanged opened eyed glances and cautiously followed
the host to their table. It was actually very closely located to the stage,
right in the middle of the grand concourse. He held an ornately carved chair
out for Kathy and seated her. Carl sat in another chair close by her side.
They picked up the course listings for their dinner service. They excitedly
looked over their many choices and settled on several. After ordering their
sumptous repast, they looked through the envelopes which held the guest
vouchers. Nervously, they awaited the opening of the evening's show.
___________________________________________________________________
| $ *** Good for Admittance *** $ |
| |
| Evening Dinner Show - "At The MINT" |
| |
| EUPHORIA - Goddess of Enticement and Pleasure |
| ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
| |
| Enjoy the provocative exhortations of the audience as |
| Goddess Euphoria dines on delectable delicacies, and casts |
| powerful enchantments upon all who are present. Sense the |
| pleasures of the evening and be inextricably captivated! |
| |
| /\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\./\ |
| |
| Management reserves the right to refuse entry to disruptives. |
|__________________________________________________________________|
They glanced about trying to see the shaply silhouettes on the
stage. Kathy seemed to be able to just make out large statues of some sort
and a few columns. Carl was more interested in the other tables. There were
several tables which had large or plump women and men seated about them. It
was hard not to stare at the women sporting plunging neck lines and abundant
cleavage. Some wore very tight clothing which revealed curved bellies and
hips. Their arms were all very plump. When adorned with jewelry and make-up,
they were very stunning. Yet, only Kathy could take his breath away. There
was something extra special about his woman. He just couldn't figure it out.
Perhaps, it had something to do with love - then again perhaps not.
Kathy looked around. She was standing there, in the middle of the
stage. Her arms were in the air. They were adorned with silver arm bands,
large arm bands with curious designs. She felt certain that something was on
top of her head too. Where did she get this flowing cape? Why was everyone
staring at her? What was she doing with her arms in the air? Why were the
servers all bowing to her? Quite too much for poor Kathy, her knees grew
weak and she sat down rather abruptly. Thankful for all the pillows, she was
aware how close she had come to fainting. She watched with some interest as
all the food and beverage seemed to be going the wrong way! The steady
stream of food servers and pitcher carriers wandered out into the audience,
and not one of them served her anything. She felt volunteering wasn't all
what it was supposed to be!
"Friends, take off the clothing which prevents you from filling
you to your fullest! Do take plenty of the dessert that is soon
to come! Men let your bellies grow and enjoy your repast! Take
off your pants so your thighs can be free of the cloth!
Unbutton
your shirts and remove them! Now, remove those dresses! Women,
those bras are too tight! Discard them! Those girdles, corsets
and panty hose, take them off! Each of you will be given a
loose
fitting toga to relax in! Seek out the foods which please
you the
most! Travel among the tables, enjoy your companions and the
new
fat that they are showing! Help others to rise, some have
eaten more than they can handle! Some have new love
handles!"
The men in the audience almost stopped eating as they beheld her.
Carl was transfixed with her imposing figure. Her soft large low slung
belly. The large thighs and legs that had the cutest dimples where her ass
was starting to stick so far out.