Bath Bomb, Chapter 3: Treat Yourself

Chapter 3 of 16 of my 6th stuck story.

CHAPTER 3: TREAT YOURSELF

“Treat myself,” Lori said to herself as she started the bath. 

It was an old cast iron tub that came with the apartment. They suspected it was the only original thing left in the 100 year old building. 

Leaving her phone and the bath bomb on the edge of the sink, Lori popped out of the bathroom towards the kitchen, “treat myself.”

She pulled out the large catering casserole tray from the fridge, way more then she expected, but she still didn’t feel compelled to divide it out. 

Opening the freezer she discovered the dessert tray, “don’t mind if I do!”

The enormous catering trays filled her arms, this was hardly convenient for a bathtub snack. Lori put the trays down and rolled in the drink cart from the dining room. She didn’t know why Lexi insisted on a mid century drink cart with wheels but she understood the appeal now. 

In the kitchen she emptied the wine and glasses from the cart onto the counter. “Leave the whiskey though,” she laughed to herself while she got a few ice cubes from the freezer. And the ice creams too why not. 

As she rolled by with the drink cart she grabbed candles and a bluetooth speaker from the mantle. 

Back in the bathroom she noted height of the bathwater, “don’t need to flood the place getting in” she spoke from experience as she pulled the plug to let some out. 

Disrobing she caught sight of her enormity in the mirror. She turned back with her hands on her expansive hips. The candle light cast shadows across her body in a way that she had never seen at her current size, she turned from side to side, admiring her belly as it protruded in all directions and hung down her over her thighs, she looked like a Botero sculpture. 

The thought “I wish Lexi could see this” crossed her mind with a nostalgic ache. She picked up her phone and took a picture of her nude reflection in the mirror, she wanted to send it to Lexi, but also thought that would be cruel. It was bad enough she was always parading around the apartment in clothes too small for her, though she never intended the clothes to be too small they always ended up that way.

She put her phone down on the drink cart and lifted a foot over the high sides of the bathtub, “oh shoot!”

Drying her wet foot off on the bathmat she rustled through their vibrator box on the bathroom shelf, “almost forgot the most important part!” There it was, their phone operated vibrator. Lori put a leg up on the toilet seat and leaned on the sink with one hand while she negotiated her free hand under her enormous belly apron. She fitted the dildo end of the vibrator into her pussy and hooked the arm onto her clit, pressing on it to make sure it was in the right place, “perfect.”

Lori dipped a finger in one of the creamy desserts on her way to the bath, “dessert before dinner.”

Bracing her hands on the edge of the tub, Lori lifted one enormous leg over the side of the bath and then the other. With one hand on either side of the bath and looking down past her hanging boobs and belly, the bath seemed even smaller than she remembered, she breathed the fear away, “treat yourself.” 

She lowered herself slowly, cautiously, into the bath, there was a bit of awkwardness as she wasn’t sure how to do it exactly. Getting into the bath at two hundred some pounds is much different than getting in at well over four hundred pounds. She had grown accustomed to lowering herself gingerly into chairs, sofas and beds, but a bath was a bit different. With her feet wet and sliding forward, her entire weight was on her arms, which wasn’t physically possible. If she leaned father back she’d fall in, flooding the bathroom in the process. As she fumbled this way and that, trying to decide if she should kneel, no her leg would get caught underneath her great weight, “fuck it, just get in.”

Shifting her weight from her arms and letting her legs slide forward and her bum crash down “OOooo!” she braced herself for a giant splash that never came.

She opened one eye, then the other. Lori took in the situation. 

Suspended in the air, she wasn’t in the bath, she was ON the bath. 

Pushing her belly out of the way for a better look, Lori saw her hips and thighs and bum hanging over the edge of the bath, too wide to fit in.

She wiggled her bum but made no progress. She didn’t want to turn sideways, a sideways bath was no fun. 

Tapping her fingers on her belly in thought she looked at the candles, the drink cart full of food and dessert, her phone playing her favorite album, a shower wouldn’t be the same “well,” she said finally, “I came in here to take a bath and that’s what I’m going to do.”

With much effort she brought her legs back underneath herself and lifted herself to a standing position again. 

Her hands rapping on her belly, she searched the bathroom for a solution, her eyes landing on the bottles of soaps on the shelf, “suds up and squeeze in!”

Lori proceeded to empty bottles of soap and shampoo onto her bum, hips and thighs. She enjoyed the slippery feeling. It reminded her when she and Lexi would shower together and slide against each other covered in soap. She moved her thighs back and forth, satisfied they were slippery enough. The sliding motion of her thighs against each other made her think about sex, she was looking forward to getting settled in the bath and turning on her vibrator. 

Cautiously, she lowered herself again towards the bath, “easy does it,” she felt like a large aquatic mammal being lowered into a pool. 

Slip! Her soapy legs went out from under her and she fell back into the bath with a SPLASH and a SQUEEK.

“OOOooo!” One hand braced against the wall beside the tub and the other grasping at the air. As her adrenaline settled she became aware of the great compression she felt from the sides. 

“I’m in!” The walls of the tub compressed her bum, hips and legs. Her enormous belly was still mostly above water and spread out on her lap and over the edge of the tub around her, as if she was wearing an innertube. She could feel two distinct bodies of water, in front of her over her legs and a small lake on top of her butt behind her, with her fat on either side acting as a dam between them. It wasn’t quite like she imagined. 

Wiggling to test her comfort, she found it impossible to move… but she was in, “if I fits, I sits” she chuckled to herself.

As she reached for the bath bomb on the drink cart she noted the vast amount of water she’d splashed onto the floor and what water remained in the tub reached the surface, her slightest move spilling more over the side. 

Unwrapping the bath bomb, she looked for where she could drop it, but it was as if she was floating in sea of herself, she reached beyond her belly to drop the bath bomb into the water by her knees. 

FIZ… the bath bomb floated around the far side of the tub, by her toes. Leaning into her back rolls, Lori needed to press down her belly to watch the bath bomb dissolve. It was hypnotic. She enjoyed the smell and the water turning pink. 

She wanted an orgasm. 

Lori reached for her phone.