Monday, July 16, 2007
Matt and Annie - All Dressed Up
Matt finished putting away the last of his groceries when the phone rang. He was a little ticked off with the little ringing devil, going out, shopping, brining everything up and putting it away was a lot of work, he just wanted to sit quietly and have a snack; he didn't really want to talk to anyone. After a few more rings he reluctantly put the chips and dip aside to answer.
It was Annie, her appointment had been cancelled, so she decided to pop over for a visit.
Matt panicked for a moment. He was wearing his sweats, he didn't want her to see him like this, but he didn't have time to find something else that fit and squeeze into it. So, he just grabbed to quick mouthfuls of chips and tidied up as best he could before she came up.
When he opened the door for her Annie's hands were full. In one hand she was balancing a box of Cinnabuns, and the other hand had several shopping bags. Matt quickly took the box of Cinnabuns from her as she came in and threw the bags on the coffee table. "Hope it's not a bad time," she looked around, noticing some dishes still out.
Matt felt self conscious about both his own state of dress, and the dishes that were still out. He'd had a big breakfast and lunch, and just tidied the dished into a pile. His sweats were clean, he had a few pairs he wore now, when he was home alone, or just running errands they were comfy as hell, his work clothes were just too tight to relax in these days, and his jeans had all shrunk in the wash.
"Oh no, I'm not hungry right now," Annie waved off the Cinnabun that Matt didn't even notice he'd put on a plate for her. He sat down with both in front of him. "I was out at the mall, I couldn't resist, they smell so good! I bought them and just thought you'd like them."
That was an understatement, Matt thought as he began eating the second one. Who didn't love these things? He wasn't sure why she'd brought him a box of twelve, but he was pretty sure he was going to eat them all. So much for getting the diet started this week, "What's in the bags?"
"Oh," she had been so focused on watching him enjoy the Cinnabuns that she'd lost track of what she'd come by. "I was out, at the mall, and, I know guys don't like it when their girlfriends dress them and all, but I saw some sales and decided to get you something to wear. I hope you like it." She saw that he was done his treats, "can you try them on for me?"
He took the bags back to his bedroom and took out the first outfit. It did look good, not something he'd pick out, but something he could see himself wearing. He noticed the pants looked pretty big. He took a look at the size. His heart dropped. They were bigger than the clothes he wore. She'd noticed how fat he was getting. He sat on the bed, wondering what to do.
"Are you ready yet?" he heard her call out sweetly.
Matt decided to put them on. When she saw how baggy they were, she'd probably take them back and get something that fit a little better. However, when he was dressed they didn't feel baggy. They did feel oddly loose, but it was a comfortable sort of loose. The belt hung around his waist without pinching in. The shirt draped across his stomach and the buttons weren't pulling tight at all. He looked quickly in the mirror. Even though these clothes were so big, he looked slimmer in them for some reason. He went out to model for Annie.
She applauded as he did his little catwalk presentation for all the clothes.
When he was finished he sat down beside her where two more Cinnabuns were waiting.
It was Annie, her appointment had been cancelled, so she decided to pop over for a visit.
Matt panicked for a moment. He was wearing his sweats, he didn't want her to see him like this, but he didn't have time to find something else that fit and squeeze into it. So, he just grabbed to quick mouthfuls of chips and tidied up as best he could before she came up.
When he opened the door for her Annie's hands were full. In one hand she was balancing a box of Cinnabuns, and the other hand had several shopping bags. Matt quickly took the box of Cinnabuns from her as she came in and threw the bags on the coffee table. "Hope it's not a bad time," she looked around, noticing some dishes still out.
Matt felt self conscious about both his own state of dress, and the dishes that were still out. He'd had a big breakfast and lunch, and just tidied the dished into a pile. His sweats were clean, he had a few pairs he wore now, when he was home alone, or just running errands they were comfy as hell, his work clothes were just too tight to relax in these days, and his jeans had all shrunk in the wash.
"Oh no, I'm not hungry right now," Annie waved off the Cinnabun that Matt didn't even notice he'd put on a plate for her. He sat down with both in front of him. "I was out at the mall, I couldn't resist, they smell so good! I bought them and just thought you'd like them."
That was an understatement, Matt thought as he began eating the second one. Who didn't love these things? He wasn't sure why she'd brought him a box of twelve, but he was pretty sure he was going to eat them all. So much for getting the diet started this week, "What's in the bags?"
"Oh," she had been so focused on watching him enjoy the Cinnabuns that she'd lost track of what she'd come by. "I was out, at the mall, and, I know guys don't like it when their girlfriends dress them and all, but I saw some sales and decided to get you something to wear. I hope you like it." She saw that he was done his treats, "can you try them on for me?"
He took the bags back to his bedroom and took out the first outfit. It did look good, not something he'd pick out, but something he could see himself wearing. He noticed the pants looked pretty big. He took a look at the size. His heart dropped. They were bigger than the clothes he wore. She'd noticed how fat he was getting. He sat on the bed, wondering what to do.
"Are you ready yet?" he heard her call out sweetly.
Matt decided to put them on. When she saw how baggy they were, she'd probably take them back and get something that fit a little better. However, when he was dressed they didn't feel baggy. They did feel oddly loose, but it was a comfortable sort of loose. The belt hung around his waist without pinching in. The shirt draped across his stomach and the buttons weren't pulling tight at all. He looked quickly in the mirror. Even though these clothes were so big, he looked slimmer in them for some reason. He went out to model for Annie.
She applauded as he did his little catwalk presentation for all the clothes.
When he was finished he sat down beside her where two more Cinnabuns were waiting.
Labels: annie, feeder, ffa, fiction, matt
// posted by Charlotte @ 2:33:00 PM 
