"Are you alright baby?"
Dana glanced up to look her boyfriend in the face. She'd found herself staring at Luke's chest, caught up in the memory of it against her body the last time they had slept together. Her thicked thighs rubbed against one another only exaccerbating her mood. The restaurant was thankfully pretty empty. Other than the waitress, a slender university student with glasses and a dyed blue pixie cut, the only people in there were a middle aged couple, and four women sat in a booth in the corner. She'd gone for a loose fitting, low-cut top and the loosest jeans she could find, but they still pinched at her waist and the inside of her legs.
"I'm fine darling, I just had a weird night trying to sle- AH CHOO!"
Dana sneezed, rocking her whole body forward and making her breasts sway ever so slightly, giving Luke a perfect view of her larger chest. She raised her hand to her nose and smiled, embarassed. Luke appeared concerned, and a little aroused.
"Sounds like you're coming down with a cold" he said, reaching over to her and placing his hand on her forehead. Dana shivered under his touch and had to stifle a groan of increasing arousal. She took his hand in hers and kissed it, running her lips up the backs on his hands and his wrists, before rubbing it against her cheek.
"Um, Miss?"
Dana looked up, startled. The slender waitress was stood there holding their meals, a caesar salad for her and a large burger for him. Her embarrassment intensified almost to the point of her arousal, but the waitress seemed more amused than anything. Alice her name tag read.
"Your meals are ready" Alice said, placing them down on the table.
"Thank y- AH CHOO" Dana sneezed, right in Alice's face. Her eyes fluttered as she reeled back, wiping her face on the back of her hand.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry" Dana said, grabbing her napkin and offering it to Alice, but she raised her hand to decline.
"It's ok, don't worry about it" she said, "enjoy your meal." And with that she turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Dana looked at her salad, and was suddenly overcome by ravenous hunger. Barely acknowledging her boyfriend, she grabbed her knife and fork and began tearing into the salad, sending croutons and dressing flying all over the table. Luke had barely finished his burger by the time Dana was putting her plate aside and grabbing handful after handful of his fries. As she lent over the table she noticed a pressure building in the back of her jeans, but the hunger overode any inhibition she overwise might have had.
"Baby, are you sure you're eating ok?" Luke said after a long silence. Inbetween bites she'd caught him glancing at her chest a few times. Now the hunger was subsiding, and another all too familiar hunger was taking hold. She swallowed the last of the fries and smiled at him, beaming.
"Maybe not" she said with a shrug, "could be why I have this cold."
"How long have you had it?" he asked, expressing far more interest than she might have expected for a little cold.
"Only a day or so" she said.
"You don't think it might be that, you know," Luke was taking a while to say what he meant, "that new virus that's going around do you?"
"No" Dana replied, "what makes you think that?"
And as she said it the pressure in her jeans became greater. There was a gentle pop as the front button of her jeans popped open, revealing a little belly that pooched a little over her lap. She felt the fabric across her arse becoming strained as her cheeks swelled, her thighs felt like they were being slowly squeezed to death. Her top lifted as her tits visibly grew fatter. Her pussy began to pulse in time to her heartbeat. She sat there, open mouthed, staring at Luke, neither one of them sure what to say.
Suddenly there was a crash. They turned to look and saw the four women who had been sat in their booth had clambered on top of the table and were now kissing each other and caressing their bodies. In her haze of lust, Dana looked over to the kitchen door and saw Alice's short pink head thrown back against the door. Her eyes were half closed as she too stared at the women, her hand working its way under her apron and into her trousers. Her breathing was becoming ragged and loud, and Dana watched as her slender hips started to grow, beginning to wobble with new soft flesh and slowly expanding Alice from a natural slim hourglass into a fat bottomed pear. Dana...