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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Other · #1921327
When you're Step Dad Phil starts gaining weight, the two of you bond over his growing gut.
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Chapter #3

Just a little more

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If you stay here you're going to explode. You thank Phil for the pizza and head back upstairs. Running quickly to get back to your room, you look down to see how erect you are. Images of Phil being all bloated fill your mind, him wiping his greasy hands on his clean white shirt, the sound of his burp resonating through your ears. You could feel yourself getting hotter and wanting to rub it out. 'N...no, he's my step dad. I...I can't!' you mutter to yourself under your breath. You walk over to your window and open it up. To try and cool down. Breathing heavily to take in as much of the cold autumn air as possible.

You go over to your chair and sit down, still feeling your erection you try to ignore it. Picking up a controller, you turn on your console and begin to play a game. As you focus on that, you feel your face get cooler and your erection dying down. After about an hour of playing, you hear a low voice saying something but you can't tell what was being said. You then hear the front door close. You continue your game, when you hear 'Hey!' coming from the bottom of the stairs. You pause your game, and hear Phil shout again 'Hey! Hey!'. You go out thinking that Phil was going to ask you to turn your game down. It was nearing 10pm, and he probably wanted it quieter.

You walk out to the top of the stairs, 'Yeah Phil?' you ask. Knowing what he was going to say. 'You want some dessert?' Phil asks. You suddenly stumble in your head, you weren't expecting Phil to ask that. You knew Phil liked sweet things but he rarely ate them. First all the pizzas and now dessert, your mind was flooded with questions. As you begin to tingle down there again. 'Huh? Dessert?' you ask, 'yeah, I was just in the mood for something sweet. So I ordered in some dessert. You want any?'. You couldn't believe Phil ordered in more food, and dessert at that! 'Ummm...I'm ok. Thank you Phil' you say, you were still full from earlier. 'Alright...I guess I'll eat it all by myself' Phil said jokingly, letting out a small laugh. Those words send chills down your body, as you feel more of a tingle down there.

'Well...I guess I could have a little bit' you say, as you walk down the stairs. Trying to hide your mini erection. Phil smiles and walks towards the kitchen, his belly still seeming bloated from earlier. As you make your way into the kitchen, you see Phil has bought a dessert sampler. It had 6 desserts in it, they weren't huge but they were a good size. There was a Brownie, and slices of Chocolate Fudge Cake, New York Cheese Cake, Black Forest Gateau, Pumpkin Pie and Apple Pie.

'Take your pick' Phil said, 'wow these look great!' you say, you look through them and decide to take the Apple Pie. Phil goes for the Chocolate Fudge Cake and the Black Forest Gateau. He walks over to the fridge and pulls out a tub of Vanilla Ice cream and adds a generous scoop to his plate. 'Do you want any? It'll go well with your warm Apple Pie' Phil asks. 'Sure' you say, as you stare at the generous amount of dessert he has. He scoops Vanilla onto your plate. 'Now eat up, before it gets cold' Phil says, as he goes back to his recliner. You head over and sit on the sofa, and begin to take bites of your slice of Apple Pie mixing it with the ice cream. You kept taking glances over at Phil who was spooning huge bites of chocolate fudge cake into his mouth.

Phil grabs the remote, and searches for something to put on the TV. 'You ok with the Simpsons?' Phil asks between bites. You had always enjoyed the Simpsons, especially with Homer being a bigger guy. 'Ye...yeah Simpsons is fine with me'. Phil smiles and turns over to the channel its on. As it's October, it's a Treehouse of Horror episode. One you knew all to well. One where Homer sells his soul for a Doughnut. You continue to take bites of the apple pie, but when you look over Phil has already finished his chocolate fudge cake and ice cream, and is almost done with his black forest gateau. Phil lets out a few laughs at the show, and finishes his black forest gateau. Placing his plate on the arm of his recliner.

He continues to watch the show, as you kind of eye him in the corner of your eye and watch the show. You know what bit is coming up. As Homer is tied up in a feeding machine, forcing Doughnuts into his mouth over and over again. The scene switches, showing Homer enormously fat, demanding more and more doughnuts still. You glance over and see Phil's eyes widened. You begin to feel your erection getting harder again, as you imagine Phil in place of Homer. You shove the final piece of Apple pie in your mouth, to try focus on something else.

That's when you notice Phil getting up, 'You ok?' you ask, 'yeah. I've just got a hell of a sweet tooth tonight. Gonna grab me some more dessert' Phil says. His belly looking even more bloated then it did before. You don't say anything but your mind is racing. He comes and sits back down with the Pumpkin Pie, Brownie and more ice cream on his plate. You side glance him as he begins to take bite after bite of these desserts. Not focusing on one over the other, alternating between the two. You continue to watch the show, as you both let out laughs from the rest of the episode.

Phil once again sets his plate on the arm of the recliner, and lets how a heavy sigh. Resting his hand on his belly, he doesn't rub it or anything, he just places his hand on it and leaves it lazily draped across it. You feel your erection is still going strong, as the image of Phil being force fed doughnut after doughnut keeps looping. 'Everything ok? You look a little red' Phil asks, 'ye...yeah I'm fine. I might just go get some water' you say, as you stand up. Carefully hiding your erection. You take Phil's and your plate as you go. Pouring a glass of water and drinking it, to try and cool off again. 'Hey can you grab me some water too?' Phil asks, 'sure!' You say. You fill up another glass, and place it on the central island. When your eye catches the final dessert, the New York Cheese Cake. You side eye Phil, who you can still see sat in his recliner with his hand on his belly. You decide to put it on a plate for him, to see if you can coax him into eating it. You grab his water and the plate with the cheese cake and walk over to him.

Placing the water down on the side table, 'thanks!' Phil says grabbing it and taking a drink, he then looks up at you and sees you holding the Cheese cake. 'What's that?' Phil asks, 'it's the last bit of dessert. It was just sat there on it's own' you say. 'Oh you gonna eat it?' Phil asks, 'No I'm still too full. I was wondering if you wanted it.' You say, 'Me? No I couldn't. I'm full' Phil says, 'oh come on Phil. It's just a little more' you say priming the spoon with a piece of the cheese cake, Phil looks at it and after a few seconds says 'Alright, hand it over' reaching up for you to hand it to him. But you had another idea, you shoved the forkful into his mouth. He is taken back and swallows the cheese cake in his mouth. You expect him to be mad, but he just looks at you and says 'I feel like Homer Simpson in that episode right now', which makes your erection twinge. Luckily Phil doesn't notice this, and the both of you let out a laugh. Phil looks at you and just says 'More'. Just like Homer tied to the feeding machine. You bend down next to him to make it easier, and begin to push another spoonful into his mouth, he swallows it instantly 'more' he says again, as you feed him another bite, 'more....more....more....more....more' he says swallowing some cheese cake and demanding more each time. 'More' he says again, 'Sorry Phil, that was the last bite' you place the plate down on the recliner arm. 'Oh damn really? It was so good though' Phil says. 'It was insanely hot, is what it was!' You thought to yourself, your erection getting larger still.

You jokingly rest your hand on the curve of his bloated belly and gently rub it 'I don't know how you fit it all in here' you say, Phil looks down to see you gently rubbing his belly slightly but doesn't say anything. As you go to stand up, he grabs your wrist and says....

You have the following choices:

1. Don't stop

2. Can you grab me a beer?

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