Chapter 4
Skye laid spread out on the bed next to Natasha, feeling their fat rolls squishing together. She felt warm and full, fat and heavy. She hazily wondered why she'd ever questioned this as she was being fed by Jemma. "Look at you," she gazed in wonder, lifting Skye's rolls. "You've grown so fat, you're immobile!"
"I know," Skye sighed blissfully. "I never thought I'd love this so much,"
"Told ya," Nat gloated through a mouthful of doughnut. "You got the pies too, right?" she asked Melinda, belching proudly.
"I did. Though you've been immobile for almost a month. I don't know know what you're trying to prove anymore,"
"Nothing," she said thickly through a mouthful of cream. "Just hungry. Being this obese builds up an appetite!"
"I know," May laughed, leaning over as far as she could to take the proffered doughnut from Natasha's hand. "God, I've gotten fat," she mused, hefting her rolls.
"Yea, ya have," Nat grinned approvingly.
"Looks like we've got a bit of catching up to do," Jemma teased Melinda, kneading the brunette's fat belly.
"No time like the present," she sighed, shoving a doughnut in the young woman's mouth as well as her own.