Danny Fenton, Mr. Lancer’s former student, sitting alone at a table for two by a window. The young man had been away at college for several years, and he was far from the frail, unusually small fourteen-year-old Lancer remembered him as. He had gotten much taller, but he was still slender except for his midsection, where he had a small but noticeable belly. His black hair was combed back, and his blue eyes were brighter than ever before.
Mr. Lancer took a deep breath, then walked over to Danny, who was deep in a daydream, idly twirling the rose in his hands. Mr. Lancer flashed a mischievous grin, then bumped Danny with his big belly.
Danny snapped out of his daydream with a gasped. He looked at Mr. Lancer’s belly and blushed bright red. A bulge formed in his pants, which he crossed his legs to hide.
Mr. Lancer sat down across from Danny, making the seat creak from his weight.
“Hey Mr. Lancer, it’s been a while,” Danny with a grin said as he handed his former teacher the rose.
Mr. Lancer happily took the rose. “It‘s been too long,” he agreed. He smelled the rose and smirked. “You’ve grown a lot since the last time we saw each other.”
Danny chuckled. “So have you,” he said, still blushing, his eyes fixed on Mr. Lancer’s huge belly.
Mr. Lancer chuckled. “Of course I have,” he said, “All those chocolates and sweets you’ve given me have really fattened me up.” He patted his belly, which jiggled and wobbled with his touch.
Danny almost melted. His fantasies were coming true; not only did Mr. Lancer enjoy gaining weight, but it was highly likely he returned Danny’s attractions.
“Are you alright?” Mr. Lancer asked.
“Yeah... I’m fine...” Danny said, dazed. He leaned over the table to whisper to Mr. Lancer.
“I just wanna rub my hands all over your belly. I want to rest my head on it and use it as a pillow. I want to feed you and make you bigger.” He cringed, then quickly added, “As long as that’s what you want.”
Mr. Lancer chuckled. “Of course that’s what I want. But first,”