A gassy coworker (extra 4)

Laura's mind was preoccupied with her body as she stood in front of the mirror, trying on a new bra. She couldn't help but notice that she had gained weight, and her chest felt rather tight as of late, pushing her to buy new clothes that can fit her expanding figure. She felt self-conscious as she squirmed and adjusted the straps, worried about having bought the wrong size. Her pot belly between her breasts, which had been sticking out more as of late, was not a nice view for her either, so she wanted to put her clothes on as quickly as possible. 

Alex was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, preparing a delicious soup that he knew she loved. Suddenly, he heard a cry of help from the bedroom of her apartment. “Honey, can you help me with something?” was what he heard, and she seemed to be in distress.  

“What’s wrong?” he hurriedly arrived. He instantly noticed that she was having trouble putting her bra on, but at the same time, her silhouette from the side just showed how much her tummy had been growing, which distracted him for a second. 

“Can you help me with this, please?” she inquired, now holding her breasts with both arms so the bra couldn’t fall off. 

He tried to control his thoughts, to focus on Laura's needs rather than his own desires of grabbing that gut. 

Alex nodded, feeling a flicker of excitement. "Of course. Let me see." 

Laura couldn't shake her feeling of self-consciousness as Alex helped her with the bra. He was younger than her by a couple of years, but more importantly, he was also smaller and slighter than her. She felt as if she was the one leading the relationship, as she was always wanting to take care of him and keep him safe, but how was he feeling about her? 

Now, with the extra weight on her body that the recent months have built on her, she felt vulnerable as she reminisces on her ex, which cheated on her. Laura wanted to feel like she wouldn’t have to go through that again, so she had been testing Alex recently, displaying her most unlikable qualities, such as being needy, overly physical, and eating like a cow as her body always wanted. 

Being honest with herself, she didn’t mind gaining weight since she couldn’t really control how her body absorbed all those calories. Besides, Alex himself encouraged her to start eating properly and as much as she needed. Having been dieting for over a year before meeting him, she just wanted to go back to her old eating habits, so having someone who didn’t care about that was kind of liberating (although she tried to burp only to tease him, since she was still amazed that he had a fetish for that). 

However, the problem was that him saying he didn’t care about all of that was easy, but actually not caring was a whole different story. This is why she was attacking now, putting her tummy on full display.  

He stepped behind her, his hands gentle as he adjusted the strap on her back. Laura felt the warmth of his touch, his breath on her neck, and tried to ignore the way her body seemed to respond to him. She was aware that he was a gentle man, so she knew that he wouldn’t comment on her appearance even though his eyes went back and forth between the bra and her belly, which was obvious from the reflection in the mirror. 

When he finished, he stepped back with an accomplished smile. “All done! Need help with anything else?”. 

“Actually...” Laura turned around to see Alan directly, her boobs almost touching him. “I am getting kinda chubby in the middle area...” she affirmed, squishing her exposed tummy.  

The confused Alan could only respond with “and?” as he tried to understand her affliction. His poor, distorted brain could no longer see gaining weight as an issue, so whenever a girl mentioned they were worried about getting chubbier, he would just frown in confusion. Reality can be altered when a person has a fetish that other people do not possess; this time was no exception. So, when he answered that way, Laura didn’t really know how to continue. 

“And... I am kind of worried I might be eating too much. Don’t you agree, sweetie?” she played with her curly hair and looked away, a little bit ashamed. 

“Well, you can always eat a little bit less. But...” as he was saying this, he walked forwards and gave her a gentle hug, getting close to her ear and whispering in a soft but completely decided voice. “You could be the size of a whale and I would still eat you whole.” 

“Oh my...” Laura sighted, completely frozen in shock at the sudden forwardness of this guy. “I... I um... Ah!” 

Her butt got grasped by one of his hands and made her squeal in a naïve feminine way that she didn’t normally exhibit. Feeling her face get hotter with blush, she just went completely silent. "Seeing you eat my food is such a delight that I just wish to feed you more and more". Alan stepped back with a satisfied grin unlike anything that she had seen from him before. 

“Hehe, just joking” he said, although she didn’t really believe he was joking. “The soup is almost ready, don’t take too long, okay?”. 

With that, he left the room and went back to the kitchen. Laura was left with one hand in her heart as she felt butterflies in her belly, which was a sensation she hadn’t been able to experience for a long time. Maybe, just maybe, this man could bring more rattle in the rails of her life than she could imagine as she just didn’t understand how he was so perverted, but understanding and accepting at the same time. If this was because of his fetish, then she was more than envious of his mindset, wondering why was it that her family couldn’t be more like him. 

Needless to say, she enjoyed the soup he made. Probably too much, as she couldn’t stand properly after from having too much.