Hefty Heidi

Part 9: It's All Gone to Sh...

Scott's chewing has significantly slowed down as he swallows his eighth chocolate chip cookie. Heidi pulls out a large glass, and mixes the Lard-o-Lake's protein shake with heavy whipping cream.

“Go ahead, piggy,” she chides. “The choice is yours.”

He groans, but then dutifully picks up the glass, tipping it to his lips, and he starts to pull the thick, fattening liquid into his mouth. And swallows.

Scott only thought he was getting full off the cookies. With the addition of the cream, he feels his stomach expanding, the contents sloshing around.

He suddenly stops with a few sips left, the white fluid dribbling down his chin. As he gasps for air. “Kitten, please–”

“Please what, piggy?”

He catches his breath, a few burps rumbling up as he holds his stomach.

“Oh, do you need some help?”

He nods breathlessly, his eyes barely open. Heidi kisses his forehead before guiding him to the living room. She helps him lounge back, propping him up with pillows.

She rubs his full belly that very much still feels flat, his abs still palpable. She wants to roll her eyes as he acts like he's had too much. “Does this feel better, piggy?”

“Yes, kitten–” He abruptly belches. “Thank you. Please, come sit with me. Let me hold you.”

Heidi holds up her finger. “Oh, of course, baby. Give me a second.”

Scott steadies his breathing as he pats his stomach. Feeling very heavy like he's swallowed lead, he closes his eyes, hoping the subtle ache to subside.

A few moments pass by, and Scott feels the spot next to him sink. He opens his eyes to find his girlfriend leaning over him with a big, almost sinister smile on her face. Then he sees the brownie in her hand.

“Ready, piggy?”

Scott's eyebrows knit together. “Huh?”

“You said you needed some help, so here we are! I'm helping you. We got you leaning back,” she pats his stomach, making him wince. “Plenty of room for you to expand.”

“Kitten, look at me. I already have expanded.”

Heidi looks down at Scott's abdomen, adoring the chiseled line of each muscle. She chuckles. “You are full of so much bull shit that you don't even know what it means to be expanded. Thank God you have me.” She holds the brownie up to his mouth.

Scott stutters. “Kitten, I-I-I-I'm full! And Y-y-y-you know how important my body is to me–”

“But is it more important than what you did to my body without telling me?” She hisses.”Is it more important than your fidelity to me?”

“Please,” he whimpers. “I love you.”

“Oh, that's right. You love me so much that you'd do anything to fix this,” she mocks his words from earlier. “Honestly, Scott, if you want an inkling of a chance to fix what you broke between us, you will make yourself open and vulnerable and allow me to feed you.” Her voice cracks, but she stiffens her lip. “You are already a disgusting pig; open up and say Ah.”

Scott swallows thickly as tears swirl in his dark eyes. In this moment, he has a deeper understanding of what a treasure Heidi is, and God, does he love this woman. He's been feeding people, finding pleasure in their ability to eat and stuff and gain with reckless abandon. He always thought it was just because of their love for food. Even though Heidi has enjoyed the process, she's done it first and foremost because she loves him.