getting fat just for you

Feeling bad

D E X T E R

"Close your eyes." Kyla shouts from behind our bedroom door.
"Eyes are shut." I call back.
I hear her open the door and slip into our bedroom, diming the lights. The bed dims a bit.
"Open your eyes." She calls out.
I do what she asks and when I open my eyes I see her lying in bed with lingerie in a sexy position.
"Nice." I smile at her.
"Wanna play?" She purrs at me.
"Er, it's okay. I'm not really in the mood." The truth was that I didn't even have a boner right now. Kyla really didn't turn me on anymore now that I have seen other girls with fatty tummies that broke their trouser buttons. I did feel bad but I had a big fat fetish that I recently discovered.
"Oh." She quickly looks away. I really did feel bad but what can I do if my dick didn't want to play.
"I'm sorry." I quickly add in.
"Yeah, it's okay don't worry." She says, standing up and walking back out the door.
"Kyl-"
"It's okay!" She shouts back but I knew it wasn't.

10 minutes later, Kyla returns with a puffy face and red eyes. It was so obvious that she had been crying.
"I'm sorry. Truly I am." I wince and try to stand up to comfort her.
"It's fine." She sniffs, pushing me away.
"I just don't know what to do anymore."
"I'm sorry, baby." I sigh. I did know what to do but I just didn't know how to make it happen. Kyla would never agree to me fattening her up, she cared about her small figure way too much. We had been dating for a year now and everytime she eats a meal, she checks her app. Every time she did, the tiny bit of hope I had disappeared.
"I'm going to bed." She whispers and jumps into bed.
"Oh yes you need to get up early." She had a girl's international trip to Mexico tomorrow that I booked for her. "What time is the flight?" I ask.
"4am. You won't properly catch me until I come back."
"No, I'll wake up early with you."
She smiles at me. "You will?"
"Of course I will."