Autumn (Chapter 14) (Patreon)

Chapter 14

“She’s not my ex, it was never like that. We’re just friends. I’m like her brother from another mother,” Corey said to his girlfriend Simi.

Simi rolled her eyes as she and Corey approached the apartment building. “Whatever, I’ve seen pictures of you with her.”
Corey glanced at his phone, then shrugged. “Well of course, so what?”

Simi stared at him for a moment as they waited next to the glass front doors. “So…she’s really beautiful. I find it hard to believe that there wasn’t some kind of attraction going on there between you two.”

“Stop it, we just clicked in different ways,” Corey said.  “You don’t have to worry about that stuff, we’re both in relationships now anyway, right?”

Simi sighed in a lighthearted manner. “Right. I know, just curious that’s all.”

The doors opened and Mike stepped outside.

“Hey, happy fourth!” Mike said. “How is it going?”

Corey smiled. “Good. This is my girlfriend Simi.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m Mike. Come on up.” Mike led them into the lobby and toward the elevators. He pressed the button to go up and the three of them waited.

“Sorry, only one is working right now, sometimes it takes a while,” Mike said.

Corey put his hands in his pockets and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. “How long usually?”

Mike shrugged. “Hard to predict.”

“We can take the stairs,” Simi said.

“Are you sure? We’re on the seventh floor,” Mike said.

Simi pointed at the fitness tracker around her left wrist. “Fine by me, gotta get my steps in anyway.”

Mike sighed. “Okay.”

He led them to the right of the elevators and through the door to the building’s stairwell and they began climbing upward.

“This is a good way to melt off that quarantine weight. Do this everyday and you’ll be in pretty good shape,” Simi said, somewhere around floor three.

“Does Autumn usually take the stairs?” Corey said.

Mike turned and looked at him blankly. “Not usually.”

When the three of them entered Mike and Autumn’s apartment they were greeted by the smiling face of Tabitha. “Hey, Corey and Simi are here! You're just in time, we’re about to head up to the roof.”

“Where's Autumn?” Corey said.

Tabith grabbed an Oreo from a paper plate on the kitchen counter and took a small bite. “Umm, (munch) I think she’s in the bathroom, she’ll be out in a sec. Omigod, I need to get away from these cookies!”

Simi set her purse down and smiled. “I know right? The struggle is real these days.”

“I really need the gyms to open up again while I can still fit into my pants,” Tabitha said.

Simi gave her jeans a tug. “You and me both.”

Both girls laughed until they turned toward the heavy sound of Autumn’s boots clicking towards them.

“Corey, (pant) you made it!” Autumn said with arms raised.

Corey’s jaw nearly hit the floor. It was as if he wasn’t at first entirely certain whom he was looking at. It was confusing because from the neck up it was definitely Autumn, but the body that laid below was unrecognizable. His eyes darted franctialy and he found himself at a loss for words. “Umm…”

Autumn smiled and turned to the young woman standing next to him. “Hi, (pant) you must be Simi, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Nice to meet you, great place you have here,” Simi said with a big smile on her face.

“Thanks.” Autumn stepped forward and plopped an entire cookie in her mouth like she was on autopilot. “Grab a beer, (munch, chew) make yourself at home, Mike will start barbecuing (munch) soon.”

Corey’s eyes were fixated on Autumn as he was still struggling to comprehend what he was seeing. Her off-red summer dress clung to every inch of her body and it did nothing to hide the amplified curves of her figure. She was enormous. She still had her stunning hourglass shape but her thighs were like tree trunks, her breasts were like melons and she had a soft puffy belly jutting out in front of her as if she was daring someone to ask if she was pregnant. If it wasn’t for the obvious rolls and pudgy love handles around her waist he might wonder about that himself. “I heard you quit smoking.”

Autumn smiled and took another Oreo. “Yep, (munch, munch) it’s been over 2 months now.”

“Congratulations, proud of you,” Corey said, as he stared flabbergasted by her jumbo tits and the amount of cleavage that was exposed between them. “How’d you do it?”

By eating yourself into obesity?

He wondered.

Autumn looked at him curiously, as if she could read his thoughts. “We’ve been vaping, but I don’t (pant) know, I usually (huff) end up reaching for too many cookies whenever I get a craving…as you can probably tell.”

Corey cleared his throat nervously.

“Don’t sweat it…”

As the party moved up to the shared community rooftop deck, Corey found Tabitha alone, looking out across the vast skyline of the city and nursing a Michelob Ultra. “Holy shit, what the hell is going on with Autumn? She got fucking huge!”

Tabitha scowled and brought a finger to her mouth. “Shhhhhh.”

“What?”

Tabitha looked at him seriously then nodded. “She’s gained a lot of weight, that’s for sure.”

“Are you worried?”

“I don’t know, it’s probably just like relationship weight, mixed with COVID, and then quitting smoking on top of that…I guess it makes sense.”

Corey threw up his hands. “Makes sense if she gained 15 pounds or something, not fucking 50 or whatever. She even sounds like she’s out of breath from just talking.”

Tabitha took a short sip of her low calorie pilsner. “What can I say? She seems happy, and honestly she’s such a fucking knock-out that all that extra weight still somehow looks good on her.”

Corey turned around and looked out at Mike and Autumn who were mingling with Sydney on the far side of the deck. “I wonder what’s going through his head.”

Tabitha followed his gaze and smirked. “Probably can’t get enough of that booty.”

“Yeah, that thing is fucking massive! I thought she was getting big when I saw her at that New Years party a couple years back, but that was because she broke her leg. What the hell is her excuse now?”

“There is no excuse…that’s why it’s so important to workout, we’re not all 22 anymore you know? Please don’t say anything though, I’m just happy she quit smoking. I’m sure she’s aware she needs to lose weight.”

“I never thought I’d say this, but Autumn’s butt is actually bigger than Sydney’s now.”

Tabith lowered her sunglasses. “Holy shit…you’re right, fucking a lot bigger.”

“Mmm, (chew) Oh my God (pant) that was so good!” Autumn said after she finished her second bratwurst.

Sydney licked her lips and smiled. “Hell yeah it was!”

Autumn placed both hands on the wicker armrests of her seat in an effort to stand. She then grabbed her plate and wiggled back over to the grill without saying a word. She returned a moment later with two more bratwursts and Sydney watched in amazement as she plopped back down and continued eating as if the heavy food was nothing more than a light snack. After finishing her third, all dressed up with ketchup and relish and packed into a bready hoagie bun, she paused and fanned herself.

“Pheww!”

Sydney peered up and studied her. “You okay?”

Autumn drained the contents of her beer until it was empty then set it back on the low table in front of her. “Yeah (pant) it’s just so hot, too (gasp) hot for me right now.”

“It’s a little warm,” Sydney said, standing up. “I wasn’t going to have more but since you are I guess I will too.”

Autumn shoved the fourth oversized hot dog between her sumptuous lips then turned to her friend. “Can (chew, chew) you get me another IPA?”

“Sure.”

Later that night, after all of their friends had left, Mike was cleaning up in the kitchen and Autumn was on the sofa scrolling through her phone.

“Oh my God (pant) I look fat in these photos!” she said. “Am I seriously that much bigger than Tabitha?”

Mike closed the door to the dishwasher then walked her way. He leaned against the couch next to her and looked at some of the pictures that were taken during the course of the night.

“You look so gorgeous, this dress is unbelievable,” he said.

“Uhh, no it’s not. I look like I’m fucking 8 months pregnat.”

Mike gently massaged her plush shoulder with the tips of his fingers. “You look so good baby.”

Autumn continued swiping through her photo library. “Oooh, (pant) I look like such a chubby wubby.”

“You look fantastic.”

Autumn gave him a look then took his hand and placed it on her belly, which was folding into rolls and spilling onto her bloated thighs. She held it there for a moment and sighed with pleasure. “Mmm…does that (pant) feel nice?”

He began fondling her fat, softly and lovingly. “Yes, it really does.”

She patted her belly with her other hand and adjusted her posture. “Oooff, (gasp) I know it does, especially because I’m so stuffed. I ate so much tonight baby. I feel like I can hardly move under my own (gasp, huff) power right now.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” Her mouth waxed sultry. “I never thought (pant)  that I would actually enjoy (gasp) gaining weight like this.” She became lost in the sensualness of her own body for a moment, Mike did too. She gazed up at him and saw the look of extreme happiness on his face. “What?”

“Nothing, just…” He trailed off, came around in front of her, bent his knees and buried his face into her pudding-like midsection with only the thin silky fabric of her dress between his mouth and the plush skin of her belly.

“What?”

He came up for air and stared into her gorgeous eyes. “I love you so much.”

Sensing his lust, she played with the ends of her hair and basked in his touch, teasing him, taunting him and testing her growing powers of seduction. “Would (gasp, pant) you love me if I weighed 300 pounds?”

“I would love you if you weighed 500 pounds.”

She mushed her butt deeper into the sofa. “Really?”

He squeezed the sides of her waist and stood. “Yes. I would have a permanent erection, but yeah, I would love you, always.”

“Mmmm…I’m glad you said that (gasp) because I don’t seem to be able to stop (pant) gaining weight.”

“How do you know that?”

“I know because (gasp) I keep outgrowing my clothes.” She arched her back and sat up.  “God, (pant) I don’t even know how much I weigh right now.”

A small smirk formed on Mike’s face. “Should we go find out?”

She tilted her head up and gave him an exceedingly cute, yet slightly worried look. “What if I gained…like a lot?”

He leaned forward and kissed the exposed skin just above her ever expanding tits. “That would only make me love you more.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that?”

“Yes I’m sure.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Her eyes pierced him exquisitely and she reached out her arms. “Okay, (huff) just help me up.”

Once in the bathroom Mike opened the cupboards beneath the sink and pulled out the scale. He placed it flat on the tile floor then turned to his ridiculously beautiful girlfriend.

She looked at him playfully yet suspiciously. “This is (pant) fun for you isn’t it.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because it’s obvious.”

“Is it fun for you?”

She gave him a sly, sexy smirk and then stepped on the scale. It creaked and groaned beneath her bare feet and immense weight and she tilted her chin down, trying to peer over her protruding boobs. She saw the numbers shoot up and dance into the 280’s almost immediately.

Her hands flew to the sides of her face in total shock and surprise. “(gasp) Oh my God!”

Mike crouched down and took a look at the numbers. “285ish.”

“280?”

He looked up. Her blossoming double chin was slightly blocked by her boobs which seemed to be blooming larger before his eyes and exploding out of her skimpy and undersized sundress. “285.”

She looked at him, aghast. “Oh fuck. (gasp) Oh my fucking God, baby!”

He was smiling from ear to ear. He knew she had been eating like a mad woman since she had quit smoking, but 285?

That was fucking huge!

Was she really that heavy?

285 meant that she had put on a good 20 pounds in the last 2 months alone if not more.

“That’s really fucking sexy,” he said.

She stepped off the scale, stretched out her jiggling arms and twirled around in front of the bathroom mirror. “Yeah, it really is, (huff, pant)  I feel soooo sexy, ooohhh God (pant) I fucking love it.”

Mike’s eyes were wide and his mouth was agape. “You do?”

She looked at him as she caressed the sides of her bulging soft hips with her fingertips. “Yeah, I don’t know…they say late 20’s is when a lot of women’s bodies change and (pant) metabolism slows down…but God…why does this (gasp) make me feel sooooo….horny?”

“I don’t know baby.”

She flashed him a devious smile as she wrapped her pinky in the ends of her gorgeous, flowing hair. “Did you notice (pant) the way everyone was looking at me tonight?” Shifting her weight to one hip, she stuck her ass out, a subtle yet provocative movement that seemed to add a good inch of height to the tent in Mike's jeans.  “Do you think (pant) they were shocked, seeing me this big?”

He came closer and put his arm around her waist. “I think people are in awe of your beauty.”

“I think (gasp) they were stunned by how much weight I’ve gained.” She paused and pursed her lips in thought, “and that fucking (pant) turns me on.”

“It does?”

She pointed her finger at him, then placed it firmly in the center of his chest. “Yeah…they probably think (gasp) I’m a fat lazy piggy…and I know it turns you on too.”

She pressed her boobs into him as lightly as a butterfly touches a flower. He could smell the sweet pheromones, perfume, the alcohol on her breath and her alluring scent brought ripples of tantalizing shockwaves down his spine and to his knees. “You do?”

“Mmhm, (pant) of course I do.”

“Do you want to-”

“I don’t want to lose weight.”

He drew his hand away from her fleshy arm and took a step back to get a better view of the complete expanse of her colossal proportions. “You don’t?”

“No I don’t. (gasp, pant) This is by far the most I have ever weighed in my life and I’ve never felt sexier (huff) or more like womanly and feminine.”

“Really?”

She nodded. “I want us to explore our (pant) sexuality more deeply. Life’s too short to have meaningless (gasp) normal sex. Life is too (gasp, huff) short to spend it caring about what other (pant) people think. I want to really find out what makes you tick. I want to get (gasp) bigger.”

“You do?”

She smirked and shrugged. “Yeah…well (pant) maybe just a little bigger.”

He stepped forward and wrapped both arms around her waist, then he let his hands fall across her more than generous backside. “How much bigger?”

Her lips were only inches away from his and they parted with a small coo of a gasp. “Will you (pant) help me gain weight?”

Mike’s heart felt ready to beat out of his chest. He could feel his penis throbbing in agony and rubbing against the denim of his pants. Her words were hitting him like hurricane force winds and excitement was building up inside and shooting his eyebrows halfway to his hairline. It was one thing for them to have fun in bed, making dirty talk about her fat, round ass and him feeding her as an act of foreplay, but this was on a whole other level. This wasn’t just bedroom talk, this was real, carnal, life changing insidious desires that were far beyond Mike’s comprehension of how truly sexy a woman can be. “How can I help?”

She smiled knowingly, then spoke in a slow sensual tone that nearly brought him to his knees.  “Well (pant) you could buy me lots of food, you could feed me in (gasp) bed, you could treat me like a (gasp, pant) princess and make sure I never have to (pant) lift a finger…”

“Just let you lay in bed all day?”

“Yeah, (pant) lay in bed all day and just eat, all day.”

Mike stepped backwards again as if the love and lust that he felt for his girlfriend was too much for him to take standing upright. He stared at her for a moment. “Who are you?”

She slowly licked her lower lip with her tongue. “Are you surprised?”

He swallowed. “Pleasantly surprised.”

She turned her body around and let her ass fill his pelvis. She backed into him as he cupped her breasts and rubbed himself into her like a magnet on steel. “This is (gasp) what you wanted isn’t it.”

He ran his hands all over her magnificent curves, let his chin rest on her left shoulder then whispered in her ear. “I didn’t even know I wanted it.” He grabbed her hefty hanging belly and squeezed hard. “Do you have a goal weight?”

She wiggled her hips with a happy nestling shift. “(gasp) Hmm…a goal weight? That sounds like (gasp) a fun idea.”

He brought his lips to her earlobe and poked her diamond studded piercing with his tongue. “What’s your goal weight babe?” he whispered.

She turned around. “I don’t know, (pant) I don’t want to get too big.”

His face became serious and eager to please once again. “Right, of course…I mean you know, just for fun, you can always lose it later if it’s too much or whatever.”

“Ummm…well….It would be fun (pant) to just be a total fatty for a couple of months.” Her eyes went to the ceiling as she pondered like the tease that she was. “I turn 29 in October. (gasp) I think I would really love to be 300 pounds on my birthday.”

Mike’s face flushed red and it took all of his willpower not to shout to the heavens with joy. “Really?”

She slammed herself into him like a freight train made of pillows and she let his rock hard manhood grind into her chubby thigh. “Yeah, (pant, gasp)  but then you better help me lose it if it feels like too much.”

He nodded. “Okay deal.”

She kissed him softly and slowly on the lips then looked at him with yearning melting eyes. “This is (gasp) going to be so fun. (pant) There’s cake (pant, gasp) in the fridge, can you get it and bring it upstairs? (gasp, huff, pant)I need to get off my feet and I'm going to slip into something (gasp, huff) a little more comfortable.”