Love Changes

The New Normal

I wake up and smile when I see Daniel. He is snoring loudly, his massive gut heaving and falling with each heavy inhale. I walk into the kitchen and ask Roberta to make him a breakfast. We wheel in trays and trays of food and Daniel wakes up to the smell. He sits up and I frown slightly at his shruken belly. 

I poke it and say, "This won't do."

Daniel shrugged and burped, "Then fix it."

I hand him plate after plate of food and he inhales it, barley taking breaks between bites. I smirk, "You can slow down, if you want."

Daniel, busy eating couldn't speak and nodded. 

Seems like he doesn't want to slow down. He bit into another piece of juicy bacon, the grease dribbling down both of his chins. He reached for a buttered piece of toast, the mass amounts of butter entering his body, already widening him as he ate it. He grabbed with his grubby sausage fingers a cinnamon roll. He devoured it in seconds and let out a big burp, shaking his massive gut.

I walked over to him and began to massage it while he ate even more food, shoving pancakes down his throat and grabbing French toast with the other hand. He just kept going and going. I watched for an hour with fascination. Finally, but too soon at the same time, he finished eating and said, "Oh, do you want something?"

Should I?

I murmured, "I don't know."

He sighed and pressed a button, "Roberta, make Amabella lunch."

Roberta responded, "Yes mister Daniel, does she want your amount or more or less?"

Daniel looked at me expectantly.

I laughed uneasily, "Um, just a burger will do?"

"Fries?"

I smiled, "Well..."

Daniel spoke for me, "Fries, and a milkshake, and you know what, throw in some onion rings. Also, Roberta, can you make me the party sized Alfredo pasta? Oh and call in an order to besweets and get two cakes."

I frowned, "Two cakes?"

"One for you and one for me."

I sighed, am I really about to throw away all my progress? Daniel napped while we waited for the food and I sat there thinking. Roberta brought up trays and trays of food for Daniel and then handed me my tray, okay, one French fry won't hurt.

I bit into the French fry and my mouth exploded with flavor, I grabbed more, and more, and then the entire container was empty. Next thing I knew I had finished all my food in record time. I was sipping my massive milkshake and shook Daniel awake, "Daniel, wake up."

Daniel lazily rolled up and then began to stuff his face. He spooned huge helpings of the creamy pasta into his mouth and groaned, "Shit, Amabella, try this, it's fuckin unreal."

I sighed, "Okay."

Secretly, I was dying to try some. I bit into it and moaned, "Oh my god."

Daniel laughed, "I know, it's unreal."

I said, "Can I have more."

Daniel made a face, "No, get your own."

I groaned, "Daniel! Share."

Daniel pouted like a child, "I don't wanna."

I sat up and watched him eat it rapidly, almost like he was scared I was going to take it away from him. Fuck him, I want it. The creamy buttery pasta tasted so good, I felt it go straight to my thighs but fuck, it tasted amazing. I want it now. But by the time I was out of my trance the entire party platter was empty, Daniel licking the cheesy remains off of it. 

Daniel said, "Next time get your own, I hate sharing food."

I slapped his gargantuan belly, covering his thighs completely and said, "Wow. I didn't notice." 

Daniel plowed through his burgers and fries and onion rings, only stopping to drink milkshakes. Where I had one burger, fries, onion rings and one milkshake, Daniel had twenty burgers, fourteen milkshakes and enough fries and onion rings that I assume only seven batches of frying could've produced.

He burped loudly and rubbed his rock hard belly. Fuck, that's hot. 

I said, "Is my big boy full?"

Daniel laughed but then winced, "Ow, I'm too full to laugh."

I frowned, "You shouldn't be full, you should be hungry."

Daniel groaned, "We do have our cakes left, ROBERTA!"

Oh, a small cake, probably will take me ages to finish and Daniel will be done in mere seconds. Roberta came up and wheeled in two wedding sized cakes.

I spat, "Daniel! All this for one sitting?"

Daniel shrugged, "It's small, isn't it?"

I stared at him wide eyed, "This... small?"

Daniel didn't bother grabbing a fork but grabbed a chunk with his fat fingers and engulfed it. I sat there, shocked. I didn't know where to begin.

Daniel breathed heavily, "Here, how about for every bite you take, I take two."

I thought about it for a moment, he'd have his cake and some of mine then. I genuinely couldn't see myself eating more than max thirty bites. I said, "How about every bite I take you take four?"

Daniel grinned, "That's my girl."

I took a small bite and Daniel said, "That doesn't count."

He reached into his cake and his whole hand was full of cake, "This is a bite."

I laughed, "Um, how about this."

Using my fork I sectioned off a good medium sized bite, too big for a normal person but much too small for Daniel.

Daniel sighed, "Sure. Eat fast, I'm hungry."

I stared at him in shock, "Literally thirty seconds ago you said you were too full to laugh."

He shrugged, "Thirty seconds was a long time ago."

I smirked, "That's hot."

I rested my free hand on his bulging belly and took a bite and our little competition began.

I began to feel full fast, but the cake tasted so good I kept going, in perfect sync Daniel was grabbing chunks with his enlarged hands, licking the frosting off his chubby fingers while I put bites into my mouth with the fork. I was full but it was so good. I felt the frosting on my lips and the different flavors of the layers. I went for another bite but then realized, both of the cakes were gone. Had we really finished it?

Daniel was licking the spare frosting off his hands and I rubbed my full extended belly. I burped and Daniel cheered, "That's my girl!"

I nodded, "I'm so full, need to sleep."

I rested on his big belly, almost like a pillow and woke up to the smell of steak and mashed potatoes. 

Daniel was halfway through his food and said, "Sorry, I couldn't wait for you to wake up, I was starved."

I took a look at the mammoth sized man sitting next to me, "You, starved?"

Daniel shrugged and bit into his steak with a ferocity, "You'd be surprised."

I smiled and said, "Oh Dan."

Daniel handed me a tray, "I got you food."

I was prepared to say, I'm too full, I can't. Or I just ate, or anything but instead I happily grabbed the plate and began to chew loudly. We sat there quietly eating our food while Daniel burped and moaned. I finished before him because I had less and rubbed his belly while he called for ice cream. He ate six pints while I ate one and we fell asleep watching TV.

I guess this is the new normal.

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