The Return of Kimmy - Part 3

The penultimate part of Kimmy's sequel. Hopefully this sets up for a stunning finale for everyone.

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Several months had passed since Kimmy had met Dave. They had fallen in love and gotten quite close with one another. She had even decided to move in with him about a month ago, finally getting out of her parents house now that she had a steady boyfriend. 

The other big change in Kimmy’s live during the past six months was her waistline. Ever since she had met Dave she had packed on the pounds like never before. And there was a pretty easy explanation, considering most of their subsequent dates transpired much like their first. Dave was constantly taking Kimmy out on his restaurant assignments. She did a great job clearing all the plates that Dave only needed to sample. And when work was slow the couple still spent their evenings going out. They found enjoyment checking out a new dining spot around them or just hitting a buffet to really wipe the floor with. All of this had resulted in about a 40 lb gained for Kimmy since they had started dating.

Kimmy had come to terms with the fact that she wasn't as thin as she though during high school. She now realized that she had carried a little bit of extra poundage ever since she hit puberty. She had even made peace with the extra weight she had gained ever since her days at the eating contest. Over the subsequent five years she had certainly upped her intake. The eating contest had shown her that she really enjoyed a good meal and it was something she could do on her own as her old friends slowly all moved away. During those years she had gotten fairly chubby, but now she was on a whole new level. 

Ever since she met Dave her intake was off the charts. Kimmy was used to taking most of her meals at the burger shack, and rarely went out to restaurants. Now she was going out to eat multiple nights a week, and indulging in numerous entrees each time. She was really testing the abilities of her stomach, which brought her much joy, but also a lot of pounds. She had already outgrown her wardrobe twice since her relationship started. Now that she was more comfortable than ever in her relationship she felt like it was time to have a talk with Dave.

She decided to share her concerns one morning while he was getting ready for work. Kimmy lay under the sheets, propped up by pillows, while Dave could be seen coming in and out of the bathroom while putting his work attire on. Kimmy's boobs, so much larger and swollen now, hung to the sides of her ever-growing belly. Having slept without a bra like she did most nights her chest was free to hang in the tank top she wore to bed. 

“Honey, I think we need to cut back on going out.” She started the conversation. “My appetite has been out of control recently and I've put on some serious weight.” This got Dave's attention right away. He stopped what he was doing and sat on the edge of the bed looking at his thick girlfriend.

“Why do you think that?” He asked.

“Come on Dave, look at me.” She said as she dropped the covers, revealing her rolly polly form from the waist up, packed in a tight tank top. “I've gained 40lb since we started dating, and I'm pretty sure I've gained almost 10 in the past month alone. I've gotten fat. God I'm nearing 300 lb after all.”

“Well I think you are just as beautiful as the day we met, if not more so.” He said, Kimmy thinking he was saying this out of obligation that your not allowed to call your girlfriend fat.

“Oh come on Dave, I know I was kind of a big girl with a big chest before, but I've only gotten bigger, and it’s not just up top. We really need to stop going out so much it's murder for my waistline.” She pleaded

“But you love going out babe. I never see you more excited than when I take you out for a night of barbecue. Or we drive almost an hour to get to your favorite buffet place. You really want to throw all that away because of some inches on your waistline?” He reminded her. 

“Can you honestly say you think I'm still attractive with all this extra weight?” She asked.

“Of course, I think you're gorgeous.” He said as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

“If we keep this up though there's no telling how big I'll get, I already feel like a while, I'll be over 300lb soon.” She said, sounding a bit upset at this point. “I can't keep stuffing my face day in and day out with all the food you get me.” 

It was at this point that Kimmy noticed that Dave was getting a little aroused. He had a look on his face and his body language looked similar to when they would get home from a night out, right before they got frisky. “Wait, are you getting turned on by all of this?” Kimmy said gobsmacked. “You like the fact that I'm an out of control pig don't you? Holy shit, I should have known you were a chubby chaser God damn it.”

“The politically correct term is fat admirer.” He corrected her, not denying the title. “But chubby chaser has a nice ring to it.” He said with a smile.

“So you love the fact that I've gotten completely fat since we got together, don’t you?” She said playfully upset. “This has been your plan all along, hasn’t it?” She accused him.

“My plan? I didn't have to do anything, you're the one who could never resist a good meal.” He said boasting, turning Kimmy silent. “And if we are splitting hairs I actually consider myself a feeder, not just a ‘chubby chaser’ as you call it.”

“Oh bloody hell. Well I'm already learning so much, you might as well tell me what that means.” She said with a shit eating grin on her face. 

He answered with a cocky smile that he couldn’t seem to wipe off his face. “It means I like to feed my partner, even past the point they can feed themselves. It's a turn on to see them completely stuffed.” He explained.

“Well you certainly have been able to get your jollies dating me then I'm sure.” Kimmy giggled. There was a long silence. Dave wasn’t sure where Kimmy’s head was at. She certainly seemed put off by her extra weight, and it must have been quite the shocking revelation to find out her boyfriend was into fat chicks. But he also knew her appetite and how much she loved eating. 

Thankfully Kimmy eventually broke the silence. “So I guess we are doing this then.” Was Kimmy’s vague response.

“Doing what now?” Dave said curiously. 

“Eating until I can’t eat anymore, or how ever you said it.” Dave could be seen grinning from ear to ear. “Alright chubby chaser, you’re going to be late for work.” She said, shoving him away. “I’ll be expecting your ‘A’ game tonight.”