The end of December lumbered, much like John was this holiday season, into view. After a further month of dating Morgana, he discovered that the initial burst of ‘relationship weight’ was only the beginning. This time a solid 20lbs extra had found their way onto him, the big ‘200’ on the scale causing a moderate amount of alarm. A distinct wobble could be felt around his middle and he plodded through Morgana’s house. A secondary set of jiggling was beginning to make itself known behind him as well, yet the sleeping attire his curvaceous girlfriend had gotten him still felt roomy.
After Thanksgiving Morgana had flipped some kind of switch it seemed. Every time he saw her (which was daily) she’d soon strip him and begin to get them both too aroused to think straight. Of course she seemed to like being in control, that was ok for John though. It was…fun.
Aside from…
Well aside from the fact that she seemed to give him more physical attention if he was eating.
John chuckled to himself, it was almost getting to the point where as soon as he smelled a meal he became stiff. Of course it wouldn’t get that far…
John brushed his hair back with his hand, he needed a haircut soon. The smell of bacon frying reached him, soon followed by the sound itself. He quickened his pace to the kitchen, a hand on his chest to keep his oddly sore and sensitive pecs from bouncing as much. His other hand hurried to adjust the sudden erection in his pants.
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