Back at home, the days just seemed to fly by for Mike now that he was engrossed in work, back to his life of stocks and meetings and full schedules. Although he did keep in touch with Rachel, he hardly noticed that the end of her month-long vacation on Paradise Island was coming to a close.

He did stay in touch though, and called her up a couple of nights a week, to check up on how she, but more importantly her diet, was doing.

Mike was pleased to know that she followed his advice and visited the gym he recommended for her, and that she was given a nice little diet plan and exercise plan to follow. She said she went to the gym every day and followed the diet regimen they referred to her. Mike was thrilled, and was now only hoping she wouldn't lose TOO much weight by the time they met again at the end of the month-he still liked Rachel nice and healthy, although not as big as the way she was that day they met after her two weeks spent on Paradise Island. She was way too big then.

But that was all in the past now! Privately, Mike was excited to see the new, smaller, slimmer Rachel, and couldn't wait to see her after those last two weeks of vacation. He was also looking forward to his dinner with her, his buddies Will and Chris, and their s Denise and Brianna. The dinner would be at Will's lovely seaside villa. Also, having graduated from her belly dancing course a couple of days earlier, Rachel promised a special performance that night-and Mike was not one to miss a chance to see her shaking her ample booty in a skimpy belly dancing outfit. Of course, this would be after her two weeks of gym and dieting-Mike couldn't imagine a Rachel as big as the one he saw breaking chairs at the Pudding Pot crammed into a tiny belly dancing costume and lumbering in front of him and his friends. Thankfully that wasn't to be.

Also, over the past two weeks, Mike and Rachel had decided to take their relationship beyond that of a dating duo. Mike couldn't wait to see his  for the first time since they had become a real couple.

Before he knew it, two weeks had gone by and Mike was aboard the ship that was going to take him to Rachel. As Mike settled in his private, first class cabin, he thought about how the new-and-improved, post-diet Rach now looked as the ship cruised calmly to Paradise Island.

He was going to be so disappointed.



Several miles away at Mike's destination point, Lisa was looking for something. Rummaging through her closet, she rolled her eyes and grumbled to herself. "I always tell her to bring home all her clothes but nooo..." she went, going through a heap of laundry at the bottom of her dresser. Finally, she found what she was looking for.

"RACH! RACHHHH! I found them, your yellow spag top and floral shorts!" went Lisa, yelling from her room as she held up the three articles of clothing her friend had left at her house and needed her to find-the top and shorts Mike had given her before the vacation.

"Great! Alright, I'm coming!" said Rachel, calling from the kitchen, as usual.

Lisa waited for a few seconds until finally, she felt it. A tremor.

And then another.

And another.

And another.

Pretty soon, her entire room and all the furniture inside it was shaking, as if an earthquake was rocking her little home.

The ground shook as tremor after tremor erupted, each one seemingly stronger than the last. But Lisa knew it wasn't an earthquake-it was something big...something VERY VERY BIG...coming her way.

Lisa calmly waited facing her room's doorway, which strangely was broken, even the surrounding wall cracked and damaged. The space was large enough to fit two people. She had grown used to the little earthquakes, having lived with them for almost two weeks now. She couldn't help but smile and roll her eyes, as she waited calmly, the ground shaking violently and her entire room quaking.

"Damn that girl needs to lose some weight" she grinned, just as the source of the tremors appeared before her room's doorway.


Mike was going to be a bit disappointed if he was expecting a smaller, slimmed down Rachel-the Rachel that was now standing in front of Lisa, trying desperately to fit through the enlarged, already-broken doorway was absolutely MASSIVE. She was now even bigger than the Rach of two weeks ago-much bigger.

The diet and work-out regimen, Mike's plan to get Rachel to lose weight, had backfired-extremely.

Rachel really WOULD go to the gym during her set schedule. She was a nightmare to train, being lazy, way too big for the gym equipment, and always wanting to eat something...but the trainers put up with her since no one wanted to say "no" to someone capable of crushing them with her belly. Her trainers weren't strict to her at all, allowing Rachel as much breaks as she wanted, which she spent heading over to the food court just next door and stuffing her face. In between sets she would eat constantly, and all her "working out" (which were easy to do exercises) seemed to increase her appetite even further.

After the gym, she would head back to the food court and refuel all her used up energy (which was not much) by gorging herself on food non-stop. She would follow her diet of course, eating her prescribed lunch of a light salad and grilled salmon for example-and then proceeding to gobble down five orders of buffalo wings, two family-sized pizzas, and a couple of two-pound burgers. And that was her mid-day snack.

Her appetite seemed to grow exponentially along with her too, and her ravenous appetite didn't falter at all whether it was breakfast time, or her midnight snack. She ate like that, every single meal. Every day. For the past two weeks.

So it was no surprise that the already jumbo-sized woman that was Rachel just kept getting bigger...and bigger...and bigger...


"Lisa, I thought I asked you to have all your doorways enlarged?" groaned Rachel as she forced her way through the doorway with much effort. She was so big that the broken doorway, large enough to fit two people, was still too narrow for her. She was also hunched over considerably, now way too tall. When she stood up, she towered over everyone and indoors, her head was usually pressed against the ceiling. The girl was gigantic.

"I DID have them enlarged, Rach, just a few days ago...you just keep getting bigger and bigger!" laughed Lisa, watching her friend struggle to fit through the already modified doorway. Rachel's enormous belly and boobs were pressed against the sides of the already broken door frame, causing it to crack even more.

Lisa eyed Rachel's outfit, an old tube dress of the big girl's which she had worn last night when they went out clubbing, which the two did almost every night. Of course, the dress didn't fit like it used to. Although Rachel had always been big, her now enormous self was too large even for her own dress, which fit her like a second skin. It was aqua blue, and had torn down the front and back since Rachel was now too huge. Out of the rip in the front, her cleavage bulged forth, the strapless dress miraculously not falling since it was just so tight on her. It had also ripped at the bottom at the back, where Rachel's titanic rear end was bulging out, fully exposed, panties now thong-like against her enormous buttocks. Undoubtedly, the massive girl had drawn her fare share of stares last night-some of arousal, some of disgust, and some of pure awe at the size of the massive girl.

"Oh you did?" groaned Rachel as the wall around the doorway cracked. "I guess my gym trainer was right...I did put on a few extra pounds". Then With one final push, the doorway and surrounding wall exploded as the girl finally heaved through, wood splintering and flying everywhere, along with a few bits of concrete. When the dust settled, Lisa could see an enormous Rachel standing before her at full height. The massive girl's head was pressing against the ceiling, and she cast a huge shadow over Lisa. Her blue tube dress looked more like an undersized tube top on her than a dress, with her ass and thighs fully exposed, the fabric only reaching until her belly, which occasionally peeked out too whenever the dress rode up.

"So you noticed" said Lisa, rolling her eyes.

"Anyway, so you found my clothes? Cool, lemme just get this off" said Rachel, reaching for the hem of her dress and beginning to peel off the skin-tight garment. As she did, her enormous belly and her gigantic boobs bounced out freely (her boobs only held by a bra that would be massive by a normal person's standards, but ridiculously undersized for Rachel's oversized breasts). Rachel tossed aside her dress which seemed thankful to finally be off the huge girl, and looked down at Lisa, who was a little hard to see past her gigantic chest, bra cups groaning in protest against the mounds of breast flesh that poured out against it. "Well? C'mon, so I can try 'em on!"

Lisa stared up at her towering friend. She looked from her face, to her giant, bulging chest that stuck out several feet in front of her, to her enormous belly that heaved just a foot away from Lisa's face, having grown massive over the past two weeks.

"You sure they're going to FIT, Rach?" went Lisa, as if realizing now as Rachel stood before her, just how massive her friend really was.




Lisa had volunteered to drive Rach to the docks to meet up with Mike, and the two girls made their way outside Lisa's house towards her mini-van parked outside.

"Do I sit up front?" asked Rachel, who loomed hugely over the mini-van.

"Errr...maybe you can sit in the back" said Lisa, looking nervously up at her gigantic friend and sliding open the large van door that lead to the passenger's area. The seats had been reclined and adjusted to face each other, this being the part where Rach usually rode since she was too big to fit up front.

"Okay" said Rach pressing a knee on the van floor as she began to climb in, squeezing her massive upper body through the too-small door. The entire van buckled under her weight, sinking into the ground and leaning to the side slightly due to the imbalance.

Rachel crammed as much of herself in as she could. Lisa stared in awe-just last week Rach had managed to barely squeeze into the van, taking up almost all the space in the back with her size. Today, her now even bigger friend seemed to be stuck, her upper body already crammed into the van while her titanic ass and thighs were left outside, her vast hips shaking as she struggled to squeeze in.

"Urgghhh...a little help, Lisa...?" groaned Rachel as she swayed her massive hips, her enormous ass, bulging out of her ripped short shorts, jiggling and wobbling with fat.

"I TOLD you to cut back on the sweets!" joked Lisa, approaching the enormous ass that was bigger than the van's doorway. She pressed her back and arms against the wall of blubber and pushed with all her might. "Damnit girl, you REALLY need to lose some weight-didn't your boyfriend want you to lose weight?"

"Well...maybe I COULD lose a few pounds..." groaned Rach, still struggling to fit into the van. "But Mike will understand...he loves big girls anyway" she reasoned. Inside, her chin was pressed against her sea of cleavage which was overflowing out of her torn top, her huge boobs and belly taking up all the space inside the van. Suddenly, her belly let out a loud grumble that seemed to shake the entire van. "Oh by the way, can I pick up a snack on the way there? Just a couple of pizzas and maybe a few burgers-I'm starving!" exclaimed Rach as the entire van groaned under her weight.

Lisa rolled her eyes and laughed. "Rach, I don't think you should eat any more at this point" she went, still pushing against her friend's titanic ass, too big to fit into the van.



Mike arrived at Paradise Island during the afternoon, two weeks after he and Rachel had last met. It was the last day of her vacation, and the first time Mike was going to see her again after two weeks under the guidance of the Paradise Gym diet. It was going to be quite a night.


The best part was, he wasn't going to have to wait for tonight-Rach had just texted him as he was on his way to the island saying that she'd be there to meet up with him at the docks when he arrived.


Now, Mike stood at the port with his bag, cell phone open and looking around, having just received an "i'm near" message from Rach. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice call his name.

"Mike!"


Recognizing Rachel's voice instantly, he turned around excitedly, hoping to see a minimized Rachel, after two weeks of fitness and dieting.

"Hey Honey-Oh my god." Mike stopped half-way, his jaw falling open in shock just as a massive shadow fell over him.


After Rach had told him she was following her diet and work-out plan, Mike had drawn a picture of a Rachel still deliciously thick, but definitely smaller than her massive self from two weeks ago. The Rachel of two weeks ago was just too much for him. Too big for doorways, breaking chairs...Mike liked his girls chunky, but not THAT big.

The last thing he was expecting was the Rachel that was now walking towards him-or rather, LUMBERING towards him-her every heavy footstep literally causing the ground to shake and the wooden docks to creak.

She was GIGANTIC.

"Hey Mike! Long time no see" she smiled, her very obvious double chin accentuating her weight gain as she smiled. She seemed even more self-confident, Mike noticed-the enormous girl had somehow managed to squeeze her humongous frame into what seemed to be nothing but a very tight, torn yellow bra and a ridiculously outgrown floral printed panty that looked ready to burst. It's like she was showing off her new, even more massive figure, not realizing Mike thought she was getting a bit too big.

Rachel seemed to notice him looking at her considerably revealing wardrobe, and she grinned down at him. Mike couldn't see her face too well past her gigantic belly, and he wondered if she herself could see past those massive boobs that bulged out several feet in front of her.  

"Hehe, so you noticed huh? Yup, this is the spaghetti strap and shorts you got me before my vacation! I decided to wear 'em since it's my last day and all" she said, looking down and seeing a hint of Mike's face past a sea of jiggling cleavage that was overflowing out of the torn top.

Oh my god, those are the clothes I got her? They look like nothing but undies on her now, thought Mike as he stared up in shock at the massive woman in front of him. Had she grown that much? He looked directly ahead, at Rachel's now absolutely enormous brown belly that bulged over her poor shorts, covering the front and sides completely with her blubbery gut and love handles. Not seeming to have found any bra that still fit her, Rachel had also opted to not wear a bra today, relying solely on her ridiculously outgrown spag top to cover up her massive boobs. That was a mistake-her nipples poked evidently against the skin-tight fabric of the torn top, which barely covered anything since her boobs were just so big, pouring out of the front and sides of it. Her areolas could be seen too, the top just not being enough for her titanic breasts. That, and of course her massive belly was fully exposed.

"Anyway, since dinner's not 'til much later, why don't we go grab a little snack Mike? Then maybe you can come to the gym with me a little later too" said Rachel, looking down at the much smaller man past her massive chest.

Not one to deny such a huge girl her food, Mike quickly agreed, nodding his head fearfully. "Sure Rach! Hehe" he went with a nervous smile, reaching out his arm and wrapping it around her waist. Actually, it was more like resting his arm on her ass, since Rachel was much taller than him now, the little man reaching only the level of her enormous belly. Her gigantic rear end stuck out several feet behind her like a massive shelf of jiggling brown blubber, bulging out of her ripped shorts, huge buttocks fully exposed. Mike placed his arm atop the shelf of wobbling flesh, and gave one of her titanic butt cheeks a nervous patt, sending waves of jiggling throughout her entire ass and her massive thighs. Damn, Rachel had gotten fat.



The contrasting couple left the docks in order to find a mode of transport to take them to their next destination. The first thing they spotted was one of the island's most convenient and cheap modes of transport-a motorcycle with a sidecar. It was parked by the curb, and the man driving it looked bored, apparently a slow day for business. Mike and his large companion were going to change that.

The bike driver, in a sleepy sort of trance, was suddenly jolted awake when he felt the ground shake.

"An earthquake?" he went, spinning around on his bike to find the source of the tremors. He then turned around to see a short, slight-framed man walking over to him. The bike driver rubbed his eyes again to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Next to the man, towering over him, was a gigantic, brown-skinned woman with cream-colored hair and very skimpy clothing. It was also important to note she was very, very, very fat.

"Hey!" said Mike, with a nervous look on his face as his arm wrapped around the huge woman's waist. Of course, his arm could barely reach half-way since Rachel was so big. "Could you...ummm...take us out of here?"

The bike driver gave Mike an "are-you-serious" face, looked at his motor bike and sidecar which looked to be smaller than Rachel's butt alone, then looked up at the gigantic girl, who was obliviously gobbling down a bucket of fried chicken Mike had bought for her just as they left the docks.

"I'll pay you big, please" Mike whispered to the driver, producing a large bill of Paradise Island currency.

The bike driver took it and grinned. "Sure thing, sir!" He revved up his bike, and gave the sidecar a pat. "Just hop in and we'll get moving".

Mike gulped, then looked up at his massive girlfriend. She was busy licking her oily fingers clean, and reaching for another deep-fried drumstick, her bulging cleavage smeared with barbeque sauce.

"Rach, c'mon let's get going..." he said nervously, patting her lightly on the side of her belly, which made the entire thing jiggle with fat. He gazed again at the sidecar. It looked strong, at least, and big enough for three people...three regular-sized people. Rach was definitely a bit above average.

"Oh! Alright good, I'm starving" she said through a mouthful of chicken, lumbering over to the sidecar.

The driver gulped as he looked up at the massive girl, a shadow falling over his entire motor bike as the ground shook under her every heavy footstep. "Just climb on in ma'am..." he said with a hesitant smile, watching Rachel's huge gut wobble as she turned her back on the driver and his motor bike, giving him a good view of her enormous ass, more than half of which was fully exposed against her torn-up, now panty-like short shorts.

"Oh my god..." muttered the driver in Rachel's shadow, just as the girl lowered her gigantic ass into the sidecar...or rather, onto the sidecar.   


Both Mike and the bike driver winced as the entire sidecar groaned in protest under Rachel's weight. The sound of whining metal could be heard as Rachel's enormous butt filled the entire sidecar easily, even overflowing out of it. Her huge ass and thighs poured out of the sidecar, actually bulging against the poor bike driver and the bike too, mounds of brown blubber pushing against him and his bike.

Rachel's feet were actually still stretched out on the ground in front of her, and she seemed to be sitting on the bike's sidecar like a normal person would sit on a stool. The sidecar was actually beginning to buckle now under her weight, the steel frame groaning as it sunk lower and lower under mounds of bulging blubber, disappearing under her titanic ass.

Rachel raised a massive arm and looked down past her armpit and a big of bulging side-boob pouring out of her torn top and blocking her view, down at the driver who was currently doing battle against the side of her blubbery belly, bulging over him.

"Take us to the food court near the gym first-I'm gonna go grab a little snack before my work-out, okay?" she said. The sidecar was really groaning under her now.

"The gym, ma'am?" went the driver in disbelief, looking up at the enormous girl as he pushed against her love handles.

"Yup" said Rachel. "Believe it or not, I could actually lose a few pounds" she said, the car groaning loudly in agreement under her. Suddenly...

*POPP!!!*

*POPPPP!!*

*CRASSSHHHHHHHHHH!!!*


The wheels of the sidecar finally burst, and the entire thing came crashing to the ground. Instantly, the entire sidecar was buried under Rachel's massive brown buttocks, buckling into the ground as it was crushed into scrap metal by the force of hitting the floor under all that weight.

"BBBUUUURRRRPPPPPPP!!!" went Rachel as she tossed aside the now-empty family-sized bucket of fried chicken, which had taken her all of five minutes to finish. She finally seemed to notice the crushed sidecar under her, and her bulging love handles crushing the poor driver by her side. "Oops...I guess I could really use a trip to the gym" she winked, feeling absolutely massive...and loving it!





Later, the two were walking along the streets of Paradise Island's main town. Mike walked feebly under his girlfriend's massive shadow, looking up at her as she stuffed her face with an entire chocolate cake she got once they arrived in town. She was eating it with her bare hands.

"Don't you think the diet worked great, Mike?" grinned Rachel through a mouthful of cake down at her tiny man. She could feel the ground shake under her every heavy footstep, and every bit of her exposed, bulging brown flesh wobbling along.

"Well, you certainly developed in ONE way..." said Mike, watching Rach's huge belly jiggle as she lumbered along causing the ground to quake with her weight.

Some passers-by were staring up at the gigantic girl, speaking in hushed tones of awe and pointing up at her like she was some kind of attraction. Rach of course, soaked up the attention like a sponge. She knew they thought she was huge, and she was proud of it! As if to accentuate her massiveness and gluttony, she stuffed the last of the entire cake into her mouth all at once, bits of chocolate staining her mouth and falling onto her sea of cleavage.

"I know right? BBBUUURRRRPPPPPPPP!!!!" she then went, letting out a huge belch that caused many passers-by to turn, the others watching shaking their heads in disapproval at her shamelessness. Rachel only grinned at all the attention. "Sending me on this vacation was the best idea you ever had Mike!" she exclaimed, feeling the ground rumble under her every heavy footstep. "I'm really living it large, huh? BUUURRRPPPP!!!" she added, letting out another massive belch.

Mike looked up at his enormous girlfriend towering over her, then sideways at her gigantic blubbery belly spilling over her poor shorts, covering them completely with all that jiggling brown blubber. "You sure are, Rach" he sighed, dreading to think of how she would look later during the promised belly-dancing. She was going to cause some major property damage, dancing at that size.





Business was slow today at the Pudding Pot, which was typical especially during the wee hours of the afternoon. The cook behind the counter was cooking up a new batch for later tonight, when most of the crowd would come in, the chocolate pudding bubbling in a cauldron-like pot on the stove.

He was whistling to himself as he wiped the customer-less bar clean when the strangest thing happened-the entire restaurant, tiny as it was, shook.

"What the..." he began, just as another tremor shook the entire Pudding Pot and everything inside.

As the tremors begun to get stronger, the cook grabbed onto his cooking batch of pudding to keep it from spilling, as everything inside the makeshift ramen house shook violently.
The cook then gasped as the front doorway of the Pudding Pot literally exploded apart, pieces of wood flying everywhere, as an absolutely gigantic woman crashed through.

Even with the doorway completely destroyed though, the massive, brown-skinned girl was far from squeezing her way into the cramped restaurant. The wall around the now ruined doorway cracked, more bits of wood breaking off as the massive girl forced her way through.

"Push...harder...Mike...I'm...almost...in...!" she groaned, her massive arm pressed against the back wall of the restaurant and her other pushing against the destroyed front wall as she did her best to squeeze through. Finally, with one final, massive push, the entire front wall of the Pudding Pot gave way in an explosion of splinters and wood as the girl finally fit into the restaurant-well, sort of.

Rachel was so big and the Pudding Pot was so small that her head and shoulders were pressed against its ceiling, her neck bent since she was too massive. Her girth easily filled up the space between the bar and the back wall, the side of her massive thigh smothering a few stools as her huge hips bulged against the bar itself, which the cook stood behind. Her huge belly and boobs bulged in front of her, pressing against the back wall, and surely smothering any customers seated at the bar if there had been any. Luckily there were none.  

Mike appeared behind her, sweating from his effort of pushing his girlfriend's titanic ass which bulged several feet behind her, the sides of her gigantic buttocks bulging against the back wall and onto the bar. He looked ahead, seeing nothing but Rachel's enormous behind bursting out of her torn, panty-like shorts, taking up the entire width of the tiny restaurant. She was just so huge.


The cook behind the bar looked up mouth-opened at the gigantic girl, then at the tiny man, and right away remembered the couple who had come to his restaurant two weeks ago. The girl was already quite massive then, but now...well, she was something else.

"Let's sit down Mike, I'm starving!" said Rachel, just as her belly let out a grumble so loud it seemed to shake the entire store.

"Alright. For two please" said Mike, smiling apologetically at the cook for all the damage his massive girlfriend had caused.

She then began to move, squeezing her way into a position to face the bar, and the entire restaurant seemed to move with her. When Rachel was facing the bar completely, her gigantic ass so big it bulged against the back wall, she began to lower herself into a sitting position.

As Rachel sat down, her gigantic ass bulged over not two, not three, but four entire seats, spilling over them and still bulging against the back wall.

"Errr...make that four" said Mike, wincing as the chairs groaned under her girlfriend's weight. They held out for a second before finally collapsing under her giant ass, which hit the floor of the restaurant heavily, causing the ground to shake again.

*CRASSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!*

"Uhhh...never mind" said Mike, taking his own seat lightly next to Rach.


Even while seated on the floor, Rachel was so big that she reached the table easily. In fact, her gargantuan belly poured over the bar, leaving no space for plates and utensils in front of her.

"Hi! Ummm remember us from like, two weeks ago?" smiled Mike apologetically again at the waiter as Rachel shifted around next to him, her bulging love handles and the side of her hips pressing against him. His arm was pressed into Rachel's side, sinking into her blubbery love handles as he fought to keep it from bulging over him. "My girlfriend's gotten a bit...err...bigger since then" he groaned as he pressed against Rachel's fat. "Just give her anything she orders and I'll pay for everything, including the damages to your store..."

"Sure, sir" said the cook, standing in the shadow the massive Rach cast over him even as she sat at the bar. He gulped as he looked up, past the enormous belly bulging over the bar in front of him, past the huge boobs that rested comfortably atop that gigantic gut and impeded his view of her, and up at Rachel's pretty face, which grinned down at him with a cute, obvious double chin.

"I don't remember this place being so small" she grinned down at the awestruck cook, her view of him blocked partially by her gigantic boobs and the sea of cleavage spilling out before her. "My boyfriend's right you know...I guess I did get a wee bit bigger" she admitted, rolling her eyes as the bar groaned under the weight of her huge belly pouring over it.

The giant girl then spotted the cauldron of bubbling chocolate pudding, and her eyes lit up hungrily.

"I think I'll get started right away-I'm starving!" she said, licking her lips as she stretched out her huge, thick arms eagerly. The cook stared at her gigantic belly bulging over the bar in front of him and wondered if it was even possible for a girl this big to ever go hungry. He didn't have much time to think though as Rachel leaned further in as she stretched to grab the pot of pudding, and her shadow loomed ominously over the cook.

"Oh my-" began the cook, as he looked up with bulging eyes just in time to see Rachel's gigantic chest pouring out of her very torn spag top and heading straight for him. It was the last thing he saw before he was smothered by a sea of bulging cleavage, the girl's massive boobs pinning him against the wall as she stretched out to reach her beloved pudding.

"Oops, sorry! My babies just keep on growing and growing!" grinned Rachel, looking down to see most of the poor cook smothered under her massive breasts. She then turned to her tiny boyfriend with a smile. "Don't you just love how big I'm getting, Mike?" she said happily, finally sitting back up straight (the cook gasping for air as her gigantic chest released him) and bringing the cauldron of fattening pudding to her face, tipping it into her mouth and proceeding to chug it all down at once.

"Yup, you sure are getting...errr...pretty huge, honey" smiled Mike nervously, reaching out and rubbing his girlfriend's enormous belly, feeling handfuls of soft, brown blubber. He even gave it a pat and watched her entire gut jiggle.

A few second later, Rachel placed the now empty cauldron on the bar (a part which wasn't taken up by her massive belly), her lips stained with chocolate.

"Wait 'til you see me in my belly-dancing outfit tonight" she winked down at her man, licking her lips of excess chocolate. "BBBUUUUURRRRPPPPPP!!!! More pudding please!" she went, hungrily turning back to the cook.

Mike gulped. He had almost forgotten about that. He looked up at his enormous girlfriend and knew that was going to be quite a sight.