Marzi does dating 2 (2 images)

A follow up to: https://www.patreon.com/posts/46455411

Featuring Marzipan, OC of SpottedTigress.

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Marzi does dating 2a

A few more weeks later…

“Ohmygosh, they’re here~” went Marzi as she spotted the stack of pastry boxes.

Amy felt the familiar thudding of her roommate’s footsteps. Nowadays, you could *feel* Marzi approaching.

Over the past few weeks Marzi had really gotten deep into the dating game, juggling multiple suitors a day.

But that wasn’t the only thing different. Over the past few dates, Amy noticed that Marzi’s boys had begun buying her extra take-home, so that the big girl always came home with armfuls of extra sweets and treats to keep her well fed even while not on a date.

Amy looked up from her phone just in time to see the now ENORMOUS Marzi lumbering over. The kitchen floorboards groaned loudly under her weight, she was so big. Heck, as she approached Amy could feel the counter shake slightly.

This girl was large and in charge.

She was wearing her new outfit as usual, but it didn’t quite fit like it used to. The tank top was more of a crop top these days, riding almost all the way up her belly as her titanic tits required pretty much all the fabric to keep them covered. Even then, the top’s neckline had torn down the front just to accommodate her giant rack, cleavage heaving out the front. Her bra was visible through the nearly translucent stretched fabric of the top, her boobs totally dominating it as breast flesh poured all over in copious amounts.

Her cutoff denim skirt wasn’t doing its job well either. Supposedly high-waisted, it didn’t come close to buttoning up over Marzi’s now quite well-fed belly, which was happy to sit out in the open in all its plump glory. Besides that, the poor skirt couldn’t even cover up her gigantic booty fully anymore! Her ass cheeks surged out the top like cleavage, but also bulged out below. Her panties were showing a lot more now, exposed with the slightest movement.

‘How does she even see over those things anymore?’ thought Amy as she gawked up at Marzi’s colossal breasts which knocked against the overhead lamp. Squeezed in and held up by her top and bra, they were pushed up so high her cleavage must’ve been practically at her face!

‘So much for losing that winter weight’ thought Amy with a gulp, as Marzi’s fat belly bulged onto the kitchen counter, now quite exposed.

“H-heya Mar. These came in for you by the way...” began Amy as Marzi tore open the first box.

“Yup, I was expecting these. Tommy, Fred, and Malek all said they’d be sending stuff over~” said the big girl, ticking off some names mentally.

Amy frowned. Were her dates TRYING to make her even fatter?

“Cool….uhhh...So...what happened to ‘keeping your tummy covered up’?” went Amy with a slightly worried chuckle, focusing on the part of Marzi that was right in front of her--that big belly pouring heavily on the counter. She was still concerned about her friend’s steadily climbing weight.

Marzi was already working on slices one and two of her first cheesecake, holding one slice in each hand. Who needed forks--or even plates--anyway?

Amy had noticed that about Marzi lately too. She no longer put on any pretense about her eating habits and weight. She seemed totally comfortable having discovered this world of guys who loved BBWs, and it certainly showed.

“Mmmfff...oh! About that, I decided I don’t need to really cover up my tummy anymore~” giggled Marzi through a mouthful of cake. Technically it was more because she *couldn’t* cover up her tummy anymore, but that was beside the point!

“At first I was a bit worried what my dates would think of the extra poundage, but turns out they LOVE my added chub!” she smiled, licking her fingers on one hand and using the other to rub her own fat belly.

Amy watched the waves of jiggling that rippled through Marzi’s belly and up her outrageous breasts, causing the overhead lamp to swing about again.

“Actually, I wanted to tell you about something I *just* discovered. Did you know there are actually guys out there who LIKE girls putting on weight? There’s this whole community of “feeders” who totally love fluffy gals like me” winked Marzi, jiggling her belly affectionately.

“...and between you and me, I think a few of my suitors might be feeders” she went on, shoveling more cake into her mouth.

‘You don’t say?’ thought Amy. She had been afraid of this: that Marzi would stumble upon a community that enabled her even further, allowing her to truly let go and not worry about dieting at all.

“O-oh, I wasn’t aware that was a thing…”

She watched as Marzi drew up not two, not three, but FOUR chairs around her to sit down. The girl was now so massive that each enormous ass cheek needed two chairs each, and even then her buttocks, hips, and thighs flooded over the seats.

“Yeah! So just yesterday I hinted that I’d love to receive treats at my house. But I didn’t think the response would be THIS good” smiled Marzi brightly, motioning to the stack of boxes. “And checking my inbox, looks like there’s even more on the way!”

Oh dear. So Marzi was no longer afraid of showing off her fat AND she was outright asking for more food AND she had a legion of suitors who would actually give it to her? The girl was definitely on the road to getting even fatter…

“S-so I guess you won’t be joining me at the gym today either…?” asked Amy, more of a formality now these days than anything. She watched Marzi shove more cake into her face piggishly and knew it was silly of her to even ask.

“Mmmmfff sorry Amy, I’ll have to pass on that again. I gotta taste all these gifts and show my boys how much I appreciate their generosity after all” she smiled, crumbs flying out her mouth.

Of course she did. Though nowadays Amy knew Marzi’s version of “taste” actually meant “totally devouring everything”.

“Okay Mar…” she went unsuredly.

Marzi does dating 2b

A couple of hours later…

Amy was panting as she returned home. She had gone out for a run, hit the gym, got her usual post-workout recovery smoothie, and ran back home. She was feeling pretty good.

The girl was the picture of fitness--a toned, lean body shown off in her tight sports bra and yoga pants, still sweating from her run back with a towel draped over her shoulders as she dried herself.

She was in stark contrast to her friend, who was STILL seated at the kitchen counter all this time but looking much, MUCH fuller.

Amy noticed there were even more boxes of goodies than when she left her. All those additional gifts must have come through while Amy was away.

Only this time the boxes were mostly empty. Bare boxes stacked inside each other littered the kitchen, and Amy walked around the now very stuffed looking Marzi, her belly even bigger now as it ate up more countertop real estate.

“M-Marzi...did you eat ALL this?!”

Marzi, who was happily working on her current box of pastries looked over her outrageous bust (now even more pushed-up thanks to her swollen belly) to see her fit friend standing nearby.

“Yeah, can you believe how generous my boys have been?” she said through a delighted mouthful.

‘Yes’ thought Amy as she looked at the now even bigger belly bulging heavily over the counter. She thought about her promise to help her friend shed the winter weight in preparation for the summer.

“M-Mar, you know how you want me to help you lose some weight? I’m not sure it’s such a good idea to engage with this “feeder” community any more. I mean, you’ve been getting even BIGGER lately…” went the much smaller female, stretching out a lean arm and putting a hand on that massive, food-filled belly. “...a LOT bigger.”

“Oh come on Amy it’s just a few extra pounds. Besides, bikini season isn’t for several months! You’ve got plenty of time to help me lose some of this extra chub before then” went Marzi assuredly, rubbing her fat gut. “I have full confidence that you can do it!”

Amy took in the sight of her colossal friend, ass spilling over 4 chairs at once, belly bulging over the counter, tits looming overhead, and she seriously doubted that now…

“...but until then, I get to enjoy being a BBW in the dating scene, and explore this new feeder community too” grinned Marzi, bits of pastry flying out her stuffed face.

“Mmmfff...seriously Amy, I wish I’d found out about this community before. I mean sure the whole feeding thing is a *little* weird...but I LOVE not having to worry about what I eat!”

Amy watched as Marzi lifted her current box of cookies over her head. She began to shake any leftover crumbs into her open mouth, her arm chub jiggling along with her giant boobs and belly. She’d never seen Marzi look so, well, FAT before.

She tossed aside the empty box, licked her fingers clean, and--

“BUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!” went the gigantic girl, letting out a satisfied belch.

“And the best part? Now that they’re sending gifts over, I get to eat like this every day! Isn’t that great?” sighed Marzi happily, rubbing her stuffed belly.

Amy’s eyes widened. She surveyed the graveyard of emptied boxes surrounding her enormously fat friend, a massive bloated belly filling up the counter and a colossal pair of tits looming overhead.

Her suitors were going to send her this much food EVERY day?!

How much bigger was Marzi going to get…?!