peteyboy
7th June 2008, 09:54 PM
Just something I wanted to play around with, so here it is. I just might continue with more parts in the future, if you guys would like.
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After another dreadful day at work, hour and hour of dealing with inept co-workers, worried costumers, and heavy furniture; I finally get to slid my house key into the door, and let myself into the apartment.
As soon as i close the door behind me, my senses take over. i can hear the air conditioner working away in the living room, smell the unmistakable scent of fresh pizza, and as i make my way towards the living room, i see the glow of the television. Turning in, i see the love of my life, Jacob, sitting on our couch, beating the heat by enjoying the air-conditioner on full blast while he's sitting shirtless in the pajama pants i bought for him last Christmas. He was about 330lbs then, and then pants fit just right over his large hips and backside, though they did have to sit under the hang of his sexy belly, as it extended too far out for the drawstring waistband to handle. I hadn't seen him wear them much in the last six months since the holiday; he'd talk about how tight they were getting, too restraining against his fat. Yet there he was, sitting with a big smile on his face and he looked and me enter the room, the pants looking as if they were sprayed on his huge thighs and calfs. At his last weigh in, the numbers on the duel-scale I had to buy him ticked just past 375lbs. Almost fifty pounds more then the last time i had seen him wear the pants, and the extra pounds were definitely working over the light cotton of the pants as he sat.
"Hello, honey! How was your day?" he asked, one hand lightly patting his bare smooth belly, the other wrapped around the gallon container of cookies and cream ice cream I had bought him last night.
I walked over to where he was beautifully spread out on the couch, which was looking smaller and smaller each day under him. "It was okay. Same old nonsense as always. How was your day, piglet?"
He smiled, he always loved that pet name, "It was good, but better now. I got up early, made a nice big breakfast, watched a couple of shows I was saving on Tivo, finished the rest of those chips ahoy you bought me, then ordered some Chinese food for lunch. Took a nice nap, dreaming of you as always, baby; woke up and just started watching some TV while eating the ice cream. "
I made to move closer to the couch, and Jacob leaned his massive body to the left, shifting all of his weight so that it was balanced on his one leg and side, giving me the opening to slid on the couch and under him. He then leaned back down, his sexy fat now overflowing my body and pinning me to the couch with the pressure. I tried to wrap my arms up and around him, as far as they could go across his belly, just recently falling shorter and shorter by inches from being able to touch my fingers together. Jacob turned his head and i met his lips with my own, sharing a kiss while I ran my hands over his many rolls of fat. Then he turned back, facing forward and carrying on with the show he was watching. He handed the container of ice cream to me, and I set it on the side of his thigh. taking hold of the spoon and feeding him while we enjoyed the show.
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After another dreadful day at work, hour and hour of dealing with inept co-workers, worried costumers, and heavy furniture; I finally get to slid my house key into the door, and let myself into the apartment.
As soon as i close the door behind me, my senses take over. i can hear the air conditioner working away in the living room, smell the unmistakable scent of fresh pizza, and as i make my way towards the living room, i see the glow of the television. Turning in, i see the love of my life, Jacob, sitting on our couch, beating the heat by enjoying the air-conditioner on full blast while he's sitting shirtless in the pajama pants i bought for him last Christmas. He was about 330lbs then, and then pants fit just right over his large hips and backside, though they did have to sit under the hang of his sexy belly, as it extended too far out for the drawstring waistband to handle. I hadn't seen him wear them much in the last six months since the holiday; he'd talk about how tight they were getting, too restraining against his fat. Yet there he was, sitting with a big smile on his face and he looked and me enter the room, the pants looking as if they were sprayed on his huge thighs and calfs. At his last weigh in, the numbers on the duel-scale I had to buy him ticked just past 375lbs. Almost fifty pounds more then the last time i had seen him wear the pants, and the extra pounds were definitely working over the light cotton of the pants as he sat.
"Hello, honey! How was your day?" he asked, one hand lightly patting his bare smooth belly, the other wrapped around the gallon container of cookies and cream ice cream I had bought him last night.
I walked over to where he was beautifully spread out on the couch, which was looking smaller and smaller each day under him. "It was okay. Same old nonsense as always. How was your day, piglet?"
He smiled, he always loved that pet name, "It was good, but better now. I got up early, made a nice big breakfast, watched a couple of shows I was saving on Tivo, finished the rest of those chips ahoy you bought me, then ordered some Chinese food for lunch. Took a nice nap, dreaming of you as always, baby; woke up and just started watching some TV while eating the ice cream. "
I made to move closer to the couch, and Jacob leaned his massive body to the left, shifting all of his weight so that it was balanced on his one leg and side, giving me the opening to slid on the couch and under him. He then leaned back down, his sexy fat now overflowing my body and pinning me to the couch with the pressure. I tried to wrap my arms up and around him, as far as they could go across his belly, just recently falling shorter and shorter by inches from being able to touch my fingers together. Jacob turned his head and i met his lips with my own, sharing a kiss while I ran my hands over his many rolls of fat. Then he turned back, facing forward and carrying on with the show he was watching. He handed the container of ice cream to me, and I set it on the side of his thigh. taking hold of the spoon and feeding him while we enjoyed the show.