MsCezanne's Odyssey

Matt was busy cleaning up his apartment. He hated cleaning, it gave him time to think; but since he hated cleaning it always gave him miserable thoughts. There was always so much to do.
There was laundry to fold, he always tried to keep ahead of it, but just never really got day's laundry put away before it was time to wash again. He knew a lot of the clothes didn't fit any more, but he never took the time to sort them out, so his clost and drawers were always overflowing too.

There was cleaning to do, he couldn't conceive of someone who would enjoy vacuuming and dusting and mopping. The bigger he got the bigger a chore it seemed to be. He tried to do a quick job, but ended up spending more time at it because the quick job still looked pretty bad. He couldn't have Annie coming over if the place wasn't clean.

The worst was always the kitchen. Dishes everywhere, wrappers, boxes, empty cups overflowed the garbage and took up his counter. He tried to keep on top of that too, but taking the garbage all the way down the hall, past the elevator was just so far. There were always dirty dishes, and after eating he was too full to move, and if he was in the kitchen to get something to eat he didn't want to stop and clean, so they just piled up.

Annie was always bringing things to eat, she brought the wrappers and boxes and cups. She used half the dishes. Heck, she was always buying him new clothes, no wonder his laundry was overflowing. He was keeping the place clean for her. She really should be doing her share of the work, if he was going to make the place clean for her, it really should be her place!

The phone rang.

Matt put down the cookies he was eating on his cleaning break and answered. It was Annie. She was on her way over, she was getting pizza, garlic break and cinnamon sticks.

Matt wolfed down the cookies and began rushing around to make sure the kitchen was orderly and that there would be clean plates for dinner. Before he knew it the bag of cookies were gone, the buzzer was ringing and there was still a mess in the kitchen.

Matt hurried to let her in. He managed to get dishes ready, and cleared a place on the table to put all the food Annie had, but the kitchen really was still a disaster.

When she came waddling in, he took the food from her and directed her towards the couch. It had been a month since they'd finally realised that they loved being together, eating together, being fat together, getting fatter together. In that month she had gained a lot more weight than he had, and it showed and she slowly approached the couch and awkwardly lowered herself onto it.

"You'll have to excuse the mess," Matt offered, slightly embarrassed. "I just haven't gotten around to getting it sorted out lately."

"Oh, Matt, this is nothing, my place is an absolute pig sty!"

"Really? It was very clean last time I was over there," Matt said as he began serving.

"Matt, when was the last time you were there?"

"It was..." he stopped to think about it. "Huh, I guess it's before we broke up. It can't be that bad, can it?"

"Matt, look around, this is all MY mess, isn't it? And you've been cleaning. I haven't touched anything in months!" She eagrely bit into the pizza he'd presented her.

When Matt had seen how big Annie was, he was surprised. When he'd seen how much she could eat, he was more surprised. After a month of united gluttony, her appetite seemed to be growing far faster than his own, which surprised Matt most of all.

"I don't know if I'm ever going to clean my place again," she said when her mouth was finally empty long enough to talk.

"So why don't you move in here? Surely the two of us can keep one place clean right?" Matt hadn't really meant to ask her to move in, it was only a month after they'd rekindled their relationship, and what they had was so different from before. Was he really ready for that?

"Oh, I don't even want to leave now! I'm not sure if I could." She rubbed her belly, and Matt could see the elastic waistband digging deep into her flesh.

"I'll pack up the leftovers if you want."

"Leftovers? You're not doing already are you Matt?" She gave him a hangdog look.

"Well, if I want to clean up any more, I can't, but, you go ahead, I'll go clean up my kitchen."

"Our kitchen!" She she tried to shout through her cinna-sticks.

Labels: annie, FA, ffa, fiction, matt, mutual gain, weight gain

The day after Matt finally learned that Annie not only liked his extra weight, but had been trying to get him to gain weight was one of the best days of his life. He'd loved Annie so thoroughly, and was so sure that he'd ruined things with her that he might never find happiness again. He'd also come to believe that eating, gaining weight and being fat might be a path to happiness. He'd never dreamed he could have Annie AND be fat. He got to have his cake and eat it too!

After work, Matt was settling into his couch with some McDonald's while trying to decide what he'd have for dinner when the phone rang. Even before answering reaching for the phone he knew it would be Annie. Sure enough, she promised to be along shortly with a surprise dinner.

Now that Matt knew Annie was always bringing extra food for him, he wondered how much food she'd be bringing for him now. He quickly finished off his snack, a mere double Big Mac combo, supersized as he waited impatiently for his dinner to arrive.

Finally Annie buzzed to come up, and Matt was standing by the door, waiting for her. When there was a knock at the door, he opened it and was greeted by a stack of pizza boxes, topped with two cheesecake boxes. "A little help here," he heard her ask from behind all the food.

Matt took the food from her and stepped aside to let her in. "You know," he said, "I don't want to disappoint you, but I don't think I can eat this much."

She took the cheesecakes into the kitchen and gathered plates and drinks for their pile of dinner. "I know you can't eat that much, but it's for both of us!" she called back to him.

"Yeah, but you're good for what, a few slices at most?" he said.

"How soon he forgets," she said in a playful voice as she came out of the kitchen.

He had forgotten too. The Annie he'd known, the Annie he fell in love with, was a tiny girl. She always gave him the extra food off her plate. The woman crossing the room to so sit to him was a far cry from that. Annie had gained a lot of weight, as was clearly shown by clothes that seemed to be bursting at the seams. As much as Matt had embraced gaining weight in their three months apart, she seemed to have gained more.

"Even still," he said, "I don't think we can eat this much together."

"I think you're going to be surprised, fat-boy!" Annie began serving the two of them.

As the evening wore on, Matt had to admit he was impressed. Annie went bite for bite with him, and didn't appear to be slowing up. There was still an entire pizza left, and Matt wasn't sure if he'd be up to finishing his half. Annie just ploughed through it, and Matt did his best to keep up.

Before he knew it, they were sitting back on the couch, their stomachs full to almost bursting, and a pile of empty pizza boxes were on the table.

"See?" Annie prompted, "I knew we could do it. Do you want to get the cheesecake? I... can't seem to get up."

Matt laughed, "Get up? I can't even move! Annie, I've never eaten that much in my life. How can you even think of cheesecake now?"

"Really? I've got room. I thought you'd be able to eat more, what with being so fantastically fat. You're not going to let some little girl out eat you, are you?"

"If you see a little girl, you'll have to let me know," Matt grinned.

"Oh, are you calling me fat again?"

"And this time I mean it!"

"Big talk coming from a guy whose ass has it's own zip code. Are you getting my cake or what?"

Even though he was too full to move, Matt felt energised and slowly managed to get to his feet. He really hadn't ever eaten so much, he was so full, his body just wanted to sit and rest. He walked very slowly, trying not to disturb his stomach too much. He could feel his body swaying heavily with each step.

"You certainly know how to give a girl a show!"

Matt stopped and wiggled for her.

"Woooohoooo!" she called out. "Enough play, your fat honey is HUNGRY."

Matt still couldn't believe she really had room for cheesecake. He took his time in the kitchen, he found it very difficult to reach for the plates in the cupboard, so he took a few different tries before settling on some tupperware that was on the counter. He headed back to the living room.

"Just one? What are you going to eat?"

"Seriously!?" Matt didn't really want to turn around and head back to the kitchen.

"Okay, I'll share with you, but only because you're so skinny."

As Matt gingerly lowered himself back onto the couch and tried to arrange himsself to get comfortable, Annie cut the cake up into 6 massive slices and handed one to Matt before digging into her own.

Matt slowly ate the cake. It was incredibly delicious, and when each bite hit his mouth, he managed to find the room to swallow it. It was a long process, but he didn't mind taking his time, savouring every bite. His stomach was so full that it hurt, but the cheesecake felt so good, he just willed himself to finish the slice.

Finally he finished his piece, looked over at Annie and smiled triumphantly. He saw that she'd already finished her piece. Then he looked over at the table and his eyes bulged: she'd finished 2 other pieces as well.

She was watching him, and seeing his eyes bulge, she pointed at the remaining slices and asked, "are you going to eat those?"

Matt just shook his head no. His body was so occupied with digesting all the food she'd brought over, and his mind was trying to fathom how Annie could possibly eat more. He just couldn't speak.

He watched as she finished one slice, and then another. Finally she said, "Well, I guess you were right. That other cake was too much."

They both sat on the couch, too full to move, too happy to speak. They just enjoyed the company of each other, and their full bellies.

Labels: annie, FA, ffa, fiction, matt, mutual gain, weight gain