Walden woke up with a yawn as he stretched himself a little bit. He was still seated on the marzipan couch, his shirt riding above his belly that, even though it wasn’t full anymore, it still was so big that almost covered his crotch. As he looks at himself he realized that he truly was starting to grow plumper, he just didn’t know if that qualified as fat or not. Was he growing healthier as the woman assumed? Or was he only fat?
His thoughts got interrupted suddenly when the woman entered the room once more, carrying within her arms a large platter chocked full of dark chocolate brownies.
“Oh, sweetie, you woke up. And here I thought to make you a surprise. Here, take these while the rest of your snack cools down.”
Walden took the platter and began eating the sweet brownies, covering himself in crumbles.
“Thanks ma’am. I Just…wanted to ask you something…”
“Oh, just call me Izabel. And what did you want to know?”
Walden kept eating the sweets, without realizing that his stomach began to slowly grow larger as it became fuller.
“Just wanted to thank you for your hospitality and kinda wanted to ask you if you were sure I could stay here… I mean, it’s already been a few weeks and it’s getting late. So I probably should go home…”
Izabel smiled sweetly at the young man, fattening up before her very eyes. Sure, usually her victims were a bit younger but, she just couldn’t pass him up, could she?
“No worries, Walden. I live here alone and a bit of company is very welcome. In fact, if you would like to spend a few more days here I would be so happy. Having a man around is such a good thing…”
As she said that she placed her hand on his thigh, massaging it slowly and gently. The man felt himself stiffening slightly, as he stopped chewing and stole a glance toward the woman. His cheeks began to grow redder by the minute as he tried to understand if she was flirting with him or she was just caring.
Gulping down the bite he had in his mouth he began stammering some words but she shushed him swiftly, by placing one of her finger on his lips.
“Shh. I’ve told you not to worry. Stay as long as you like, I will enjoy every minute I can have you here.
Now, you’re a growing boy and to grow healthier you need your strength. For this reason I’ll be back in a few with your snack.”
“Uh..I..I mean…”
Walden was at loss for words. Still, as Izabel went back into the kitchen he could not stop himself to staring at her backside, realizing for the first time how good looking she was. As he was alone in the room, he couldn’t refrain from giggling lightly by himself.
She was into him; he wasn’t imagining things.
And she was a cute girl too.
‘Man! How could I haven’t noticed her before? This is awesome! Best day ever!’
As he kept chuckling by himself he didn’t notice that Izabel was returning to him while pushing a trolley loaded with food, stopping it right beside him, near to him and well within his reach.
“Here, Walden, I didn’t know what you would have preferred so I made a bit of everything…”
And she really had anything loaded on that trolley, from meat pies to waffles, eclairs and cinnamon rolls. There were many different kinds of pastries and even some slices of different cakes.
“Woah, you sure like to cook, don’t you? Err…I mean…”
The witch laughed wholeheartedly, a rich feminine laugh that warmed Walden and made him glow beet red.
“It’s just so good to have a growing man around, and you sure need to grow a bit more, don’t you?”
Walden, once more seemed to glow deep red in embarrassment as he futilely tried to cover his growing gut with his, now, undersized shirt but suddenly stopped when he felt again her hand caressing him. As he felt her gentle touch he couldn’t refrain from thinking if she was right. To his eyes he thought he was getting pretty out of shape but, as she kept telling him that he was in need of growing, he began to wonder who was right.
Still, wherever the truth was, he for sure wasn’t going to let her out of his sight. And if worst came to worst, he reassured himself that he could manage to lose a few pounds.
“Well, Izabel…I truly don’t know if I need to grow more but, if it makes you happy, I’ll gladly indulge a little bit. Gotta admit though, I’m getting a little hungry…”
“Oh, Walden, believe me. A real man need his energies…and now, here, try this…”
The woman then grabbed a large éclair from the trolley and passed it to Walden who, without further ado, began eating it, soon falling prey of the wonderful taste of the sweet treat. From that moment his mind became blank, as he fell back in a trance, eating away at anything edible there was around him.
The pastries, the pies and the rolls, all of those were swiftly taken from the trolley and relocated inside Walden stomach, and still he kept grabbing more as Izabel watched him stuffing himself for her.
‘This man is going to be my best meal yet…Just need to fatten him up more.
Lots more.’
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