Belly Literary Universe (part 2)

Myre's Enthusiasm Part 37: Reassurance

Myre and Evan got into her car after their double date with Kelri and Connor. That sat in silence as the car warmed up a little.Myre gave her orange dress covered full stomach a satisfied pat. Evan stared as Connor helped Kelri and her huge belly into her car. He chuckled a little as Connor gave her belly a slap before shutting the door.

Myre put her car into gear, backed up, and pulled out into the City streets of azure heights. "So?" She asked in a gossipy tone.

"So what?" Evan asked.

"What did you think of Kelri?"

Evan let out a beleaguered sigh. He shook his head, and looked out into the night. "What was this for?" His question wasn't aggressive and angry. There was confusion and discomfort.

Myre reached her hand over and caressed Evan's knee. "I knew how shy you are about all this, well, fat stuff, and I wanted to show you that we're not the only couple involved in it. You know, as a confidence booster. What's wrong?" Myre frowned, worried that she fucked it up.

"There's nothing wrong. Not really. It's just awkward."

"Yeaaaah. I can see that. I'm sorry." Myre apologized.

"No, Myre listen, you didn't do anything wrong. I appreciate it, I do." Evan leaned over the armrest and gave Myre a reassuring kiss on the cheek.

Myre blushed and smiled again.

"No it's just - you asked what I thought of Kelri. I think you asked because you're wondering if I'd be okay with you being that - well -"

"Fat?" Myre asked and turned beet red.

"That. Yeah. Oh my god why can't I just answer. Yes. She is a very attractive woman. Shorter than I'd like. I like you because you're closer to my height. Any way. I uh - I've seen her before. That's what's awkward."

"Really? Where?" Myre asked with enthusiasm.

"On the internet. We're dating so I shouldn't feel so embarrassed. I've masturbated to her pictures online. Kind of a lot, actually. She posts on a weight gain focused image board." Evan hid his face against the window.

"Oh. Oooh." Myre covered her mouth, hiding a smile. "I see."

Evan made an exasperated grunt. "Like I said. Awkward."

"I don't have a problem with that, dear," Myre assured. "So you like big girls?" She teased a little bit. It wasn't aimed at his tastes so much as it was intended to point out her own desires to grow. "How big are the women you look at online? Usually smaller than Kelri is? Or bigger?"

Evan sighed again. "All sizes, really. But definitely some as big as she was, and bigger..."

"Evan, you never have to be ashamed about that."

"It's not that. It's that - I told you before, I know there is a difference between fantasy and reality. I've -uh - masturbated to drawings of women a lot bigger than Kelri is, and yet I don't have any expectation that those sizes are reasonable. It's perspective i think. A picture or drawing of a huge woman is only inches on a screen, so I figure I like them because the eye and brain can't really interpret the scale right. And this is all about you, though. You want to get bigger, and you're curious if I'm okay with it. That's really what tonight was, right?"

"No, it's not all like that. I wasn't lying. I do want to have a good relationship with Kelri for business reasons, and i did want to make you more comfortable with the fat relationship thing. But i also want to know what you're comfortable with too." Myre stopped at a stoplight, grasped the back of Evan's head, pulled him over and kissed him. She looked him in the eye and smiled. "Evan, Honey. Please try and relax. I'm not going to suddenly put on 200 pounds."

Evan smiled, pleased with the kiss, and comforted by her promise of not breaking the laws of physics.

"The doodle I made you - that's where I'd like to be. I want to be that big. And I could be happy staying there if that's all you wanted," She paused and took a moment to just look and smile at her boyfriend. "But I'd like to be bigger than that. I want to be bigger than that. I know you're still worried that I'm going to wake up and hate it, but I don't think that day will come. I'm not going to wake up 600 pounds. I'll be putting on weight slowly. Well maybe quick, but not all at once. And every day we can explore, and see how we feel about my slowly expanding belly." She punctuated her sentence with an aroused giggle.

Evan was comforted. He leaned on the center armrest, and grasped her thigh. "Sorry," Evan said.

"You don't have to apologize. But I forgive you anyway. And besides that I really appreciate you coming to dinner. Even if it was super awkward. You handled yourself very well. I thought it looked like you had fun."

"Oh I didn't say it wasn't fun. I just said it was awkward." Evan laughed.