Sandra wakes to an odd grumbling growling noise. She looks to see Roddy under her, sunlight dappling his fur. It was dark when she had fallen asleep. Then she realized that his tummy is growling for food. He's still asleep. She blinks, then gently pats his belly. He snorts, then his eyes open. "Hello,. love!" he pats her paw tenderly. "How are you?" "I'm good.." she giggled at how he woke. "How are you?" she asked in return. "I'm real hungry! How about you?" he asked, waking. "I think I could manage something." "Something light?" She nods. "Okay! Er, I need to get up... " he says, blushing. She giggled. "Okay!" She slid down off his belly. Roddy slowly rolls his nearly 3000 pound body upright, his belly spilling off the bed onto the floor. "Ohh, I'm so heavy!" he groans. "You should take a red pill, dear." she advised. He nods and reaches for a jar of red ones, taking one. He slowly shrinks down to near-normal size, Sandra snuggling him generously, paws squeezing his fat body. She just LOVED his belly! Her nose nuzzled into his soft flabby beach ball belly. Roddy purrs happily and drapes a fat arm over Sandra's back, gently squeezing her into his swollen tummy as it shrinks down. He nuzzles the top of her head affectionately as he deflates. Still snuggling, she kisses his fat tummy. He mmms happily and kisses her head in return. "That feels so nice.. It's so wonderful, both to give and to receive love..." he says quietly. She nodded into his belly. He purrs louder and cuddles her into his shrinking stomach. "What would you like for breakfast, my dear? And where would you like it served?" he asked. Sandra thought a moment, then smiled. "Oh.. perhaps some juice and a bit of cereal served with you." "Okay! You name the juice and cereal, and I'll get you served while I cook me up something more substantial. I'm hungry!" he said as his empty belly rumbled loud in agreement. Sandra giggled. "You're always hungry!" Roddy grins. "Of course! How else can I maintain my figure?" She giggled and poked his belly. He giggled at the poke, then tilted her head up and kissed Sandra tenderly. She mmmed at the tender affection before snuggling into him one more time as he finished deflating. He was still 750 pounds of fun fat fur! "Shall I carry you to breakfast, my love?" he asked. She smiled. "I can walk.. " Sliding from the bed, she stood up, taking a moment to regain her bearings. Roddy extends a paw for her to grab in case she needed it. She slipped her paw into his, and he escorted her to the kitchen. Roddy's kitchen would not be out of place in a fine restaurant, and it is IMMACULATELY clean. A large table and four big, plush chairs fill the center of the huge kitchen. He settles Sandra into one of the chairs, which threatens to swallow her in its padding. These chairs were designed for the big fat furs in Zaftig City! "What do you desire, dearest?" he asked. She looked about, then gazed at her chair. She could sleep in it! Smiling, she said, "An Orange.. and maple brown oatmeal with apple juice." He grins impishly. "By your command, milady!" He bows, then points at the table. An orange, already sectioned, a bowl of hot maple oatmeal, a tall glass of apple juice, appropriate condiments and utensils appear on a tray on the table in front of her. He gently slides the chair under the table. "Eat up! I'm gonna fix me an omel, sausages and potatoes!" "What's an omel?" she asked, confused. He grins. "A twelve-egg omelet!" She nods in understanding. "You eat, I need to cook!" he says, patting her paw. Roddy sets to cooking, conjuring up ingredients, but cooking them manually. He cooks up the omel with plenty of fillings, a pound of sausages, and two pounds of potatoes. Sandra smiled, watching him cook. 'Such a wonderful fur he is! ' she thought. When he was done cooking, Roddy puts his breakfast down on the table, and sits in the chair next to her. "This will hold me for a little while!" he giggled as he started to eat. Sandra giggled with him as she ate her oatmeal slowly, savoring the wonderful flavor of it, while Roddy shovels in big mouthfuls of food, washing it down with milk, obviously enjoying his meal. Still in awe of his appetite, she smiled as she nibbled on her orange. Roddy finishes his breakfast before she does. He pats his belly and burps gently, then looks at Sandra, blushing. "Pardon me..." She giggled and spoke in return, "You're pardoned!" "Thank you, my dear!" He gets up and places his dirty plates and pans in the sink. It becomes visible how come the kitchen is so clean when he pulls the plates and pans OUT of the sink, sparkling clean, and puts them away. "Cleaning spells are a big help!" She smiled, finished her orange and drank some juice. Roddy waddles back to where Sandra is sitting. "What would you like to do today, my love? One thing we have, is time!" He smiles, looking at her and loving what he sees. She blushed at his admiring look. "All I have planned is caring for you..." he says as he pats her shoulders gently, his big belly pressing into the back of the chair. "What is there to do in your house?" she asked. "I have a fully-wired TV and stereo system, a top of the line computer, video games, a library, and my pool out back!" he explains. She thought a moment. "Why don't we watch TV for now, I'm still a bit tired." "Of course, my love! You finished?" She nodded. "Yes, I am." "Okay!" Roddy clears her dishes away, then pulls the chair back and gently assists her up. Sandra smiles up at him. "Thank you." she says as her feet touch the floor, leaning into his big belly for support. Roddy purrs at the feel of Sandra pressing into his swollen tummy as he walks her into the living room, where he settles onto the sofa, then sets her down next to him, handing her the remote. "You choose!" She smiles, flips to a cooking channel, then climbs into his lap, ready to enjoy the morning snuggling into him. Roddy smiles when he sees the program. "One of my favorites! I appeared on 'Power Chefs' a couple of years ago!" he says as he snugs her into his big belly. "Really?" she gazes up at him with interest. "That's amazing.." He proceeded to tell her of how he beat the Power Chef, by being innovative in his choices of spices. All through the story, Sandra had been conjuring up chocolates and popping them into Roddy's mouth. After he finishes talking about Power Chefs, he snuggles her close. "Sandra, can I ask you something?" Sandra snuggled up in her loosely fit scrub bottoms and a tee shirt. His belly was soft and warm. Slowly, she had worked her way to rubbing his huge belly. "Yes?" "You are so thin... and you hardly eat anything. Are you all right? You lost weight when you trimmed me down, and I'm worried you may get sick!" "I'm fine, just a bit weak, is all. I don't think there is anything wrong with me." she said after a brief pause for thought. "I hope you can put back on what you lost, but no more. I know you like seeing fat on me, not you!" he chuckles. "Your chocolates are so good!" He opens his mouth for more. She smiled a bit, nodding in agreement, then popped another into his mouth. He swallows it, then kisses her. "You're gonna fatten me up with all this chocolate!" he giggled. She giggled in response. "I know!" He purrs loud and rubs her side with his paw. "Fat is fun, but too fat is too good!" he declared. She nodded in agreement, then asks, "Do you ever get belly aches?" Roddy thought a little before replying. "Rarely, and it means either I ate something spoiled, or I ate too fast. This belly can handle almost everything!" She giggles. "I see.." Roddy continues. "You see, it stretches, cause I'm stretchy! I'm not like my dad, who can bend and twist and stretch himself. But, I can be stretched!" She smiled. "Can someone take that away?" "My stretchiness? I do not think so. I was born this way. Both my mom and dad are stretchy, as is my sister, but only my dad has full control of it. Why do you ask?" "I was just curious.." she cuddled into his big belly and smiled up at him. He kisses the top of her head gently. "I like being stretchy, because it enables me to eat lots and lots! Plus, the fatter I am, the more I can stretch!" Sandra giggled. "Oh, I see..." Roddy purrs and hugs her. "I'd love to be your big boy, if you want me to be! If you want me to be a thousand feet tall, I will!" he says almost in a whisper. She giggled. "That's a bit much, don't you think?" He smiles down at her. "It's a measure of my love for you, dearest!" "Well, now that you mention it, I am curious... " she giggled. "Are there any large bodies of water around?" Roddy thought. "Well, there is a big lake about an hour's drive from here, up in the mountains..." he grins, thinking he knew where this was going. She giggled. "Let's go, then!" He blinks. "You mean it? You want to make me a thousand foot ball of fat?" "Well, yeah! Lets go to this lake!" "Okay!" Roddy kisses her, then picks her up and carries her into the bedroom, where they change. He makes sure to grab his float plug. "Ready?" "Ready!" He escorts her to the car, telling Gatekeeper to lock up. It's a long drive up into the mountains, but a pleasant one. They chat about various things, food activities and such. He tells her about his father and sister. His sister is a musician, Anna Cables. (The furry Britney Spears).She is to music what he is to cooking. Sandra tells him about her own family and how she had been a child genius. Her work in chemistry and magic led her to the town. He listens intently, eager to learn. After an hour's drive, the lovers finally arrive at a secluded lake, surrounded by tall pines. It's about a mile long, and maybe 500 yards wide at the widest, sitting in a valley. "Not the biggest, but isolated! This good for what you want?" he asked. She nodded, then smiled. "Did you know soda lowers your metabolism?" Roddy gasps in mock horror. "It does? I didn't know that!" he giggles, getting out of the H2., taking his float plug. Sandra laughed at his mocking tones. "You're so silly!" she said as he helps her down, then walks her to the water's edge, snuggling to his big, soft belly as they walked. There, he gives her a long, loving kiss. He whispers, "How much soda you gonna feed me?" She smiled and pointed to the lake, which immediately began fizzing. He squeals happily at the sight of the lake bubbling like the world's biggest glass of soda. "You better put this in first! I'll need the support!" he says, handing Sandra the float plug. She nodded. "Of course.." she said as she kissed his belly button, then his belly. She then pushed the plug in , snuggling him as he puffs up a little, becoming a balloon in her paws. "I love you, sweetheart! Your balloon boy is so thirsty!" he says in a plaintive tone, looking wistfully at the bubbly lake. Sandra laughed out loud at his expressions and tone of voice. "I love you too!" she said with a giggle as she carried Roddy to the soda and pushed him into the bubbling lake. "Drink up!" The soda sticking to his fur is enough to prevent Roddy from floating off as he sticks his mouth in and starts drinking as fast as he can. He gulps and gulps big mouthfuls of the soda. The fizz in it is making his belly bloat some. He rolls on his belly, waves at Sandra, and drinks more. She giggled and applauded, waving back, and watching him drink. Then she shouted, "Bet you cant drink it all!" "I can try! But I may need help!" he shouts back, then sucks in more. His belly is definitely ballooning, both with fat and gas. Sandra eagerly watched the spectacle of Roddy swelling before her eyes. After fifteen minutes or so of drinking, he winds up on his back, body swollen with fizz and fat, too big to roll back over. He's drifted about 100 feet from shore. "More!" he shouts, struggling to roll over and drink. Sandra couldn't help but giggle at the sight of his struggle to drink the lake. She sprouted her wings and flew out to him, hovering over his belly. Pointing to the soda, she causes it to funnel, like it was twisting onto itself, like a tornado. She causes the tip of to the funnel to go into his mouth, draining the lake into him. Roddy blinks in surprise as the soda flows into him. He visibly bloats up with the sweet fizzy fluid, unable to stop stretching, swelling, and growing! He soon realizes that she IS going to make him drink the entire lake! Sandra sprawls on his ballooning belly and keeps the soda flowing into him. Minute after minute, Roddy is forced to drink the calorie-enriched fizzing liquid, forcing his rubbery body to inflate and fatten to never-before attained sizes! He can't stop drinking and growing, and he really doesn't want to! Sandra, with a pleased smile on her muzzle, stays on his ever-growing tummy and enjoys the sight of her love growing ever fatter and fatter. Finally, the last of the lake is fed into the colossal catmunk. By then, Roddy is an ENORMOUS balloon, not only with fat, but with carbonation! He's wider than the lake is, and is completely round, except for puffed paws and a big head. "Big big big..." he mutters, his oversized body wanting to float. Sandra blinked at Roddy's mumbles. Apparently, he was muttering incoherently. "Roddy?" she asked, sliding down his huge belly to his face. "You okay?" He looks up at her, eyes a bit glazed from glutting. "I so big... like a balloon! I can't believe I ate the whole thing!" he muttered. "You're not done yet!" she giggled as, with a wave of her paw, she changed all that was inside him to a big solid piece of chocolate! Roddy burps. "Sandra! I'm gonna fatten up so much!" She laughed at that remark. "I thought you wanted that.." She then decides to put the same amount of soda back into him, on top of the chocolate, but something goes wrong and it ends up being liquor instead. He smiled up at you as his swollen body swells even bigger. "I'll happily fatten up and up for you, dearest heart!" he says, then he gets a silly look on his face as the liquor hits. Roddy starts to gain weight FAST. "I feel fuzzy... *hic*" he says. She laughed. "Oh.. I guess that means I did the spell wrong!" Roddy grins at that, hiccing helplessly, fattening more with each hic, growing taller and rounder and FATTER! Roddy's grown to almost two THOUSAND feet tall and wide, and still blowing up like a balloon! Sandra blinks, watching him expand. "Hey! Let's make a Planet Roddy!" she exclaims. Roddy giggles and hics, fattening and fattening. His belly is almost at the trees at either side of the lake. "Fatter!" he squeals as he hics and hics. She snuggled to his giggling face as he hics and hics and hics, his ballooning belly touching the trees "I love you, little lady!" he says between hics. She kisses him on his chubby cheek. "I love you, too!" "I've 'hic' never been this 'hic' fat!" he says, then he licks her. "'hic' I can't stop fatting! So nice! 'hic'". By this time, trees on either side of the former lake are starting to crack under the pressure of his expanding belly. She giggled as he hiccuped, enjoying the hugeness of his tummy. Said belly swells high up over her, a huge mound of jiggling fat, growing fatter by the minute. "Such a fatty I 'hic' am!" She nodded, cuddling his huge face. "Yes, you are! My fatty!!!!!" she says, love and admiration in her voice. Roddy smiles as he hics, trees breaking under the pressure of his fattening body. "Your biggest fatty!" He is now a half-mile ball of fat, growing because of the hiccups and the chocolate in his gigantic tummy! She smiled as he grew and grew. Suddenly, the blown-up catmunk starts to rise! Sandra runs to the edge of his face to look. What's happening is, thanks to the float plug, Roddy's gigantic body is so light, his belly is being supported by the trees, and as he expands, he's being lifted to the treetops! He's being held up by the trees, still hiccing and growing. Satisfied that the Roddyblimp isn't going to float away, she smiles and runs back to the center of his face. Good thing there was no wind, or else Roddy would be blown away! "You ok?" she asks. Roddy smiles. "I feel like my back is being poked! 'hic' Ohh, I'm so fat! 'hic'" Sandra giggled at the earnest sound in his voice. Then, Roddy continued, "I 'hic' don't want you to 'hic' hurt yourself 'hic' making ne small!'hic'" She nodded in agreement. "I guess your right.." she said. Roddy smiled. "'hic' let me make some skinny pills for when you 'hic' want me to 'hic' stop fatting! 'hic'" His swollen stomach grumbles, because while it is growing, the food inside wasn't. In fact, it was almost all gone, being converted to thousands and thousands of pounds of fat! "I think you need to get small again, love! You sound hungry!" she says. "I am! 'hic' Ready for my pills?" he asks. At her nod, Roddy focuses, and dozens of 1' diameter red balloons appear, floating around his face. They looked like the pills, but so big... and they were balloons! "Feed them to me, please!" Sandra feeds the balloons to Roddy, who stops hiccing and begins to shrink, slowly at first, then faster and faster. She holds tight to his fur as he shrinks and shrinks and shrinks, dwindling to his skinny, muscular size, with no fat on him at all. The lovers wound up in the bottom of the empty lake, looking up. "A long way out, love!" Roddy said, looking at the uncovered rocks. This lake was deep in the middle, where they were standing. She nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes it is.." she said, looking. "I'm still afloat! You can carry me!" he laughed. Smiling, she reached over and pulled out the float plug from his navel. Roddy settles with a thump. "Or, I can carry you, sweetheart!" She smiled up to his face. "It's okay... I'll walk with you!" "Shall we?" Roddy puts a strong arm around Sandra and starts walking up the lakebed. As they walked, she said, "I think you look much better with a belly.. even a small one." "I agree! When we get out, you can feed me back up! Let's picnic on the shore! I overdosed on red pills!" he says eagerly, anticipating the fatting, then blushing at his foolishness. "I noticed.." She looked at his solid stomach, face twisting in disapproval at what she saw. "Ewwww..." After a brisk hike, the lovers climb out of the lake bed to the grassy shore. "Now, we can eat!" Roddy says, sitting down and looking at the empty lake. "Maybe, after I eat, I can work on filling it back up. It looks so... wrong..." "If you want." Sandra smiled, both at Roddy's desire for a feed and his concern for the lake. He hugs her to him as she knelt down beside him on the grass. "Can I have a kiss, love? A nice, sweet chocolate kiss?" She smiled in agreement. "Okay!" She leaned into the hug and gently kisses him on the lips. As she does, Roddy feels his belly filling with something warm and liquid. He mmms and huggles her closer as his belly fills and fattens, kissing her warmly as he fattens up and up, getting nice and puffy with fat. She purrs and keeps the kiss going, feeling his belly bulging into her. He mumbles through the kiss. "Wanna be your butterball boy..." She giggled at his words, then she pulled from him and sat up. "We should go home. It's getting cold." Roddy purrs and sits up, an eight hundred pound catmunk again. "Yes, you're right. But, what about the lake?" he asks. Sandra looks out at the dry lake. "I don't know..." she says, thinking. Roddy focuses, and a torrent of water appears, not filling the lake completely, but partially. "Better!" he says, looking happier. He gets up and puts an arm around her "Shall we go home now?" "Yes." she said, smiling, poking his now-fattened belly. He giggles at the poke. "I want to cook you a special dinner at home, my love!" he says, snugging her to him as they walked back to the H2. She smiles at his offer. "You name the menu, and I shall prepare it with my own paws!" On the drive home,. They discuss what sort of meal she would enjoy. She settles on seafood, specifically, shrimp, clams and lobster for her, while he decides on having salmon steaks. "Something to nibble on while I cook your dinner!" he says as they pull in to the driveway. Inside, he conjures up the ingredients as she settles in one of the large kitchen chairs. He starts by preparing her a platter of shrimp cocktail, which is exquisite. When Roddy cooks, It's perfection or nothing. She slowly savors each tender, tasty morsel as the clams and lobster are prepared. He served her the dinner she requested, then sat down next to her and watched her eat. The dinner was like the shrimp cocktail was, absolutely perfect. Roddy watched her eat, taking as much pleasure watching his love enjoy her meal as he did in preparing it for her. Sandra smiled up at Roddy when she was done. "So.. what would you like to do now my love?" "Want to sit with me and let dinner settle?" he said as his belly grumbles a bit. She blinked. "You haven't eaten, have you?" She asked, a frown etching on her lips and concern in her eyes. Placing a hand on his belly, she stood up. "You poor dear! Let me make something for you!" Roddy blushes. "I forgot to... what you gonna make?" he asks as his big belly grumbles again. She rubbed his belly soothingly. "How about lobster tails, with fried clams and a big bunch of seasoned fries..." she paused. "What about appetizers.. what shall I make you for that?" "Cheese sticks, deep-fried?" "Oh, more than that my love.." She smiled. "Chicken strips?" "Sure!" he replies, smiling. "I'll just wing it." Sandra conjured up cheese sticks, buffalo strips, chicken strips, potato skins with full half potatoes, and chili cheese fries. "Oh, yum!" he says, reaching for the platter. She giggles as he starts shoveling the food in hungrily. "So good..." She smiled brightly as she conjures up dips, is sour cream, honey mustard barbecue sauce, ranch, blue cheese (extra chunky) and pizza sauce. Roddy dips and gobbles, dips and gobbles. He looks at her with a look of pure happiness. She smiles brightly in return. "This is so yummy... you good cook!" he says, then he gobbles the rest of the meal. She smiles. "Thank you !" "I can eat your cooking all night long..." he sighs happily, sitting back, patting his belly. She smiled, then continued to conjure. "How about coconut shrimp with that orange sauce stuff.. crab cakes, herb butter rice, and grilled salmon?" she said as the dishes appeared in front of him. Roddy smiles warmly and starts eating again. After a while, he sits back and pats his belly. "Want to sit on me and feed me?" She smiled. "Okay!" He moves the big chair back and leans back, so there's space for her. She climbed into his lap and started to feed him the food she had conjured up. He snugs her close so she won't fall, and eats what she feeds him. "You so good to me, Sandra! I love you so much! Feed me till I'm your big fat boy, with a belly as big as my love for you!" he says, snuggling her to his swollen tummy. She smiled, still sitting on his huge belly, popping fried clams into his mouth five at a time. Roddy eats and eats, pausing occasionally to snuggle her. "You a good cook, too! Where did you learn how to cook this good?" he asked between bites. She shrugged and said, "I just picked it up.." as she fed him more. He licks her face once. "You good! Bet you're gonna make me nice and fat with your cooking!" he said with a warm smile. She giggled. "You're so cute.." she said as she dumped bucket after bucket of fried clams, then fish and chips, french fries, fried scallops and fried shrimp into his eagerly waiting maw. Sandra decides to pull a prank on her love. In his feeding, she stuck a bucket of fried calamari in the mix, just to see his reaction. He eats, and eats, and eats, and eats, his belly swelling with the food. When the calamari goes over his tongue, he grimaces. "What was that?" he asked. Sandra laughed. "Fried Calamari.." she said, kissing him softly. She then placed a basket of the stuff on his belly, with some sauce to dip it in. "I ate Admiral Ackbar?" he says, shuddering and grimacing, his flabby belly quivering. She laughed again, nearly falling off his belly. Roddy extends an arm to support her. "Who?" she asked, snuggling him softly. "You ever see 'Return of the Jedi'?" he asked. Her eyes widen in recognition. "Oh, yes! I remember now!" she says, giggling, then dips some of calamari into her sauce and pops it into her mouth. "MMMM!" she says. Roddy smiles. "If you like it, that's good, but I do not... It's the one thing I don't like.. " he says as he rubs her back tenderly. She purrs at his gentle touch. "It's okay, you don't have to like everything." she said as she continued to snack on the calamari while he digested. Roddy continues rubbing Sandra's back and supporting her on his belly as she snacked. "Want dessert?" he asked. She snuggles deep into his flabbiness. "I think I'm okay." she said. He kisses her quickly "I'd like some cake, if I may." A large, moist chocolate cake appears on the table, along with a big pitcher of milk. Sandra smile and starts feeding him. He purrs, as he eats what he's fed. "I love being fed... but I love you more, Sandra!" he says, looking her in her sparkling eyes. "You feeding me... this is perfect. I can only hope you are as happy as I am." he says, then gives her another kiss. She smiled. "I love you too." she said, kissing him in return. "Mmmm, yummy!" He giggles and reaches for a piece of cake. "Want a piece?" She shakes her head. Roddy grins. "I'll eat it!" he says and crams the piece in his mouth. "Wanna be your big butterball!" She laughed as he hugged her into his belly. After some close cuddling time, he says quietly, "I THINK I can get out of the chair..." He struggles a little, not wanting to dislodge her. Then he asks Sandra, "You ever hear of Rourkshirian sugar, love? This sugar, the more you eat, the fatter you'll get! It is really calorie-rich, and the one way to lose the extra weight is with smilk, which cancels out the added fat. She thinks. "I have heard of smilk, but not of that sugar. Doesn't that make you fat, too?" she asks. "It does, but R-sugar and smilk cancel each other out. I have a friend who gave me samples... I can make goodies using the sugar. The more I eat, the fatter I get!" he says with a smile. "Wow... " she whispers, a smile playing on her muzzle. He smiles and conjures up a big platter of brownies. "This is made with R-sugar. Don't eat any, or else you'll get fat!" he giggles. "Well, you eat them, then!" she giggles in reply. "Will you feed me?" he asks, smiling hopefully. "But in bed... because there's enough in there to blow me up to two tons!" Sandra picked up the platter. "Two tons of fun, eh? Okay!" She concentrated real hard. Then, she, Roddy, and the platter of brownies appeared in their bedroom. Roddy bounces as he appears on the bed. "Wow! Didn't know you could do that!" he exclaims. Sandra giggles, holding the platter. "I'm full of surprises!" He nods, grinning. "I'll put some smilk in the cooler here, so I can get small in the morning! He does so, then lies back against his pillows. "Stuff me, love!" he playfully demands. She smiles and begins to pop the brownies into his mouth. As he eats, he starts to fatten. Slowly at first, then faster and faster, his body blows up with fat. Soon, he's a helpless blob of fat, too big to move, lying on the bed. Grinning evilly, she popped the last one into his mouth. He blows up even bigger, a huge mass of fat. "Ohh... I'm stuck! I can't move..." he groans with a smile. Roddy's bed is extra-large, as befitting a furson of his size. After eating the R-sugar brownies, his body is blown up with over two tons of fat, the sides of his belly trying to spill over the sides of the mattress. His arms and legs are bloated with blubber, and his face is puffed up like a cherub. He smiles up at his love on his huge belly. She grinned, tossing the platter to the floor. Impishly, she sprawled out on his titanic tummy, spread her arms wide, and began to tickle the helpless catmunk! He quivers helplessly, laughing. She :giggles and tickles more. Roddy gasps with laughter, too swollen to escape the savage tickling!* After a couple of minutes, she stops. He puffs, "Ohh... am I big enough for you, dearest heart?" She smiled. Always..." she purred, hugging and rubbing his vast expanse of soft belly. "Are you okay?" He nods. "Yeah... oh, that tickled!" he purred, jiggling his belly under her. "This has been a beautiful,. wonderful day, love!" He tries to raise his head to give her a kiss. She smiled and slid down to kiss him full on the lips, grabbing his chubby cheeks and pulling in for the liplock, holding it for a long while, mentally counting her blessings that she found someone like him... someone to love and be loved! "I love you so much, I can't explain how much..." Roddy says, then he yawns. "Sorry... I full and sleepy..." She smiles. "It's okay, my love. I'm sleepy, too!" "Nap on my tummy?" he offered with a grin. "More like a whole night's rest, love!" she giggled, snuggling on his warm, soft, blubbery tummy. "Sleep happy, dearest heart!" Roddy purred as he dozed off. Soon, she did as well. Roddy had forgotten something about R-sugar and smilk... that the smilk will only reverse the effects of the R-sugar while it was still active in his bloodstream. Once it was all changed to fat, the smilk would just fatten him up more! In the morning, when he drank the smilk, Roddy ballooned up another ton, making his bed groan in protest! Sandra kept Roddy helpless for two hours while she fed him a belly- creaking breakfast, then kept him a fat mass the whole day, keeping the reducing pills away!