Belly Literary Universe (part 2)

Kelri's Gain Part 71: Clothes, Cream, Home

With the excitement of meeting a celebrity and the stress of planning a sudden move, Kelri dropped to the ground and huffed for breath. She didn't carry much in, but even just directing boxes and furniture was a chore. After all, with her humongous belly, she probably lugged more weight around for longer than anyone else. Connor set the final stack of boxes on the floor, and paid the movers for their time. She looked over at one of the boxes with it's pristine edges and meticulously applied red tape. "What's that? I don't remember packing that," She huffed.

"Package," he said. "Was waiting at the front office for you. They dropped it off for us. Nice people. Label says it's 'from Cozca - with compliments from Miranda'. Wonder what they sent."

Sill laying flat on her back with her belly sticking up in the air, she made grabby hands toward the box.

Connor laughed and slid the heavy box along the wooden floor to her with his foot.

With heavy grunts, Kelri sat up cross legged. Her belly filled her lap like it was a bowl. The fat bulged outward threatening to overflow. She tore open the heavy box and peeled away paper. "Clothes!" She said tugging at fabric. "I thought they were towels, but no, it's shirts," she announced as she held up a hefty, oddly proportioned shirt.

"It looks weird," Connor said. "It looks saggy."

Kelri crawled onto all fours. Her belly poured and plopped plopped on the hardwood floor. She shooed away Connor as he tried to help her up. Using the couch as support, she got to her feet. "It's because -" Kelri huffed, "- it's fitted to contain all this." She jostled her heavy stomach, then pointed to the door.

"Ohhh." At Kelri's gesture, he locked the front door.

Kelri peeled off her shirt and tossed onto the floor. "Oh woooow, this material stretches so well!" She proclaimed while putting the new shirt on. It fit her curves near perfectly and completely. She pulled it down expecting it to be short, but the hem made it all the way to perfectly meet her waist. "I don't know how I like the long sleeves, but wow it fits my belly perfect! My tits too." Out of curiosity, she pulled on the red fabric covering her stomach. It expanded out another 6 inches from her skin with no problem.

"You're just going to outgrow that too." Connor smirked.

"Is that a promise?" Kelri teased with a smirk.

Connor ran a hand back through his hair and nodded.

Kelri reached under her belly and grasped the hem of her perfectly fitted, stretchy shirt. She waddled forward at Connor with a sultry look in her eyes. "Now I'm going to let this big thing out. You better be ready to hold it. That's why we moved in right? So you could help me move it around"

Connor nodded. "Definitely."

Kelri pressed her belly against his crotch and stomach and kept waddling forward. He grasped her belly and shuffled backwards until he was flat against the wall. Kelri pulled her shirt up, peeling it off her sloshing stretch mark laden belly. Connor wrapped his arms under her stomach and lifted it with a grunt.

Kelri giggled. The relief off her back was wonderful, and feeling Connor's muscles strain made her moan with satisfaction. "I'm already so fat..."

Connor grunted and smiled. "And heavy."

Kelri grabbed under her belly to help Connor. Then she pressed him against the wall harder, making it creak from the weight. With friction keeping her gut elevated, she let go, and undid her bra, freeing her constrained plump tits. "Ugh so heavy..." She said, taking a boob in each hand and shaking them for Connor. His approval pressed against her. "I'm going to get sooo heavy for you..."

"With any luck, twice as heavy. Twice as fat. Twice as big."

"As long as I can get around." She said dropping her boobs on top of her belly.

"What does 'get around' mean?" Connor teased, and huffed for breath. "As long as you can get to the kitchen and back, I think you'll always have room for a few more pounds..."

"Well it's more about where the weight is. All my fat is here in this belly, and my heavy tits. It's big and cumbersome. It's a math problem really. Too much up here and not enough behind me. I'll fall over."

"Well let's see just how unbalanced we can make that equation."

Kelri moaned. She stepped back a little to let her belly slide down, putting it's full weight back into Connor's hands.

He grimaced as he tried to get a good grasp on her belly again. "I'll just have to help you carry it around once you get too big."

Kelri let out an aroused yelp at the mention of being made 'too big'. She stepped away and pulled her belly out of Connor's hands. "I love you... I'm your gainer. I'm going to get sooo fat for you. I can hardly believe it..."

"Neither can I. God... I love you. I'm so lucky."

Kelri pulled away and lowered herself to the ground, winded.

Connor laughed. "You know, we have the couch here right behind you."

"It's tradition," Kelri huffed. "Gotta eat on the floor for our first meal. Bring over the pizza. Fatten me." She commanded as she positioned her belly comfily into her crossed legs.

Connor brought over two boxes and sat in front of her. He didn't waste time and handed her slices.

Going since morning without stuffing her gut was a sacrifice required for the move. With all her training and experience eating, each slice practically slid down her throat. Connor sat close, cuddling her stomach and watching with awe as he fed her like he might feed a machine gun. One whole pizza disappeared. I'm going to be 600 pounds... Kelri repeated to herself, while gesturing to the second pizza box.

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A burp signaled the meal was over. Her stomach gurgled and growled. She caressed Connor's hair and pushed his head against her gurgling gut. "Remember - urp - when we went to that ice cream place? And I agreed to fatten myself for your birthday?"

"Oh god, yes. Best. Birthday. Ever."

"I checked my planner. I've put on over 100 pounds since then. Like over 130."

Connor pulled away just to look at his massive blob of a girlfriend - half nude but with pants covered by her belly. "I love you."

Kelri smiled and sloshed her stomach side to side. "And you just want that much more of me. You're the glutton here..." She leaned forward and poked him accusingly but playfully.

"You're right. I just want there to be as much of you as possible. I'm greedy. So for Christmas, I'm going to make sure I get you to 600 pounds. At least."

"At least?" She acted shocked. She squirmed.

"Yep. I think 700 is my real goal. Maybe more."

"No! That's too much!" She protested, hoping that he would remember their deal.

"Do you really think you could stop gaining weight once you hit 600 pounds? Do you think you have the willpower to resist the food I'll get for you. I don't even think you could stop at 700."

Kelri just took quick shallow breaths. "Getting fatter is soo hot." She concluded. "If only getting people at work to appreciate it was so easy. That ice cream was so good. We've dealt with Myre before, maybe we can get her a booth in the cafeteria or something. That'd help the waistlines of our coworkers, heh."

"Man, that would be nice. But you're the only girl for me. Even if there is other eye candy waddling around. So we're clear, heh."

"Of course I am. I've got at least 100 pounds on everyone else in the office. I have a head start, hah! Maybe we should go down to Myre's shop and see if she's interested?" Kelri suggested.

"At least we could get you some more of that ice cream..." He smiled.

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