Fattened in France: Chapter 6

Zach had awkwardly taken the middle seat, quickly realizing that it would be a tight squeeze for both men to sit next to each other. Zach completely filled the airplane seat, his thighs eclipsing the leather below him. Although he fit somewhat comfortably he knew there was no way the other man would. Hayden slowly lowered himself into the seat with heavy breathing. The man’s love handles hung significantly over the armrest and mashed into Zach.

“I’m Hayden,” the man said and extended his hand over his belly towards Zach.

“Zach,” was all he could mutter and shook Hayden’s hand, noticing how soft it felt.

“Sorry about this, I shoulda bought two seats,” Hayden said. “I forget what a squeeze these planes can be.”

“Ah it’s no problem,” Zach responded. “I’m not leaving you much extra room either.”

“At least you fit!” Hayden chuckled. “Though watch out, that could change in fifteen pounds.”

Zach’s face grew red. After a week of insults his instinct was to interpret Hayden’s comment negatively, even though it was delivered in a rather genial tone.

“Sorry,” Hayden said, “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. You look great, I shouldn’t comment on other people’s weight. I know how that feels.”

“Oh, it’s fine. I uh, I can tell you didn’t mean it rudely. It’s actually something to consider you know, the next fifteen pounds. I’m sure it’ll happen eventually.”

Hayden locked eyes with Zach and gave a knowing smile without saying a word. Zach felt a little disarmed, but brushed it off as the plane readied for take off. The two sat in silence for the first two hours of the flight, Hayden reading a book and Zach listening to podcasts. An announcement was made and the attendants began going through the cabin taking dinner orders.

“God I hate airplane food,” Hayden whispered to Zach. “Not only does it taste like rubber but the portions are barely large enough for a child.”

“Yeah, it’s the worst,” Zach agreed.

“I always bring some extra pastries,” Hayden grinned. “Would you like some? Homemade, I’m a baker.”

“Oh wow, yeah defintiely that sounds great.”

Hayden handed Zach a chocolate raspberry muffin, cheese danish, and coffee cake.

“This is a lot, are you sure?”

“I have two of everything,” Hayden replied. “And I think I can live off the fat of the land for a bit,” he chuckled and slapped his belly.

“So, how long have you been a baker?” Zach asked.

“Well, all my life really. But I started professionally when I was nineteen and now I own my own bakery with my husband.”

“Wow, that’s amazing,” Zach was relieved to hear Hayden was gay. “What does your husband do?”

“He handles the business side of things. Used to be a lifeguard ‘til he met me and my treats,” Hayden laughed.

“Yeah, I bet its pretty tempting living with you… I can relate honestly, I was but a mere twink before I met my boyfriend. Now I got this gut hanging off of me and my family buying me gym memberships.”

“Aw, family can be rough. You gotta prove to them that you’re fat and happy, you know. A lot of people gain weight when they’re going through hardship, but when you’re partnered and pampered a little extra chub is just more to love. They’ll understand that eventually.”

“I like that. And I hope so. My family is a bit nutty about health so the fat shaming and mandatory diet can get kinda tiring. I don’t know… It’s weird inhabiting the world in a different body than you were used to.”

“That it is my friend. Let me tell you, as someone who has an easy hundred pounds on you and doesn’t plan on losing it anytime soon… fuck the haters. As long as you’re happy with yourself, as long as you’re content, people’s opinions are just that. And the happier you are the more those around you will be happy. Hell, mine and my husband’s waistlines gets bigger the deeper we fall in love. Your family will see that one day.”

“God, I hope so. I can’t imagine what they’d do if I got even fatter. I never even thought I could get this big. But at the same time I don’t think Victor will be feeding me any less moving forward.”

“Yup, those first what? Thirty pounds? They can sneak up on yah.”

“More like fifty. Jesus, possibly sixty after last week.”

“I thought they put you on a diet,” Hayden grinned.

“Well they did. But I ended up sneaking fast food to fill up. I guess my body wasn’t used to all that greasey high caloric food or something because somehow I got even bigger.”

Hayden laughed heartily, “That proves it. You’re one of us, big guy. Trust me, that belly is only gonna grow if that’s how you’re responding to food deprivation.”

“Oh god, don’t tell me that. It feels so good to indulge, but my body can barely handle it.”

Hayden placed a hand on Zach’s plump tummy, “You’re telling me this,” he said, slightly jiggling Zach’s gut, “doesn’t feel amazing to you?”

Zach grinned sheepishly. Hayden grabbed Zach’s hand and placed it on Zach’s belly.

“Isn’t that luscious,” Hayden said. “Now feel mine.”

Zach was beginning to get aroused and did as he was told.

“That’s what you have to look forward to.”

The air hostess interrupted their moment to take their dinner order. The two chubby men continued chatting for the rest of the flight. As they landed, Zach felt positively uplifted from the conversation. Hayden had demonstrated that it was entirely possible to lead a fulfilling, fat, and happy life. This was exactly the reassurement he needed after his tumultuous visit back home. By the time he stepped off the plane, all of his anxieties had melted away and he was elated to be back in France. He hugged Hayden farewell at the terminal and the kind baker waddled jubilantly.

After using the restroom and freshening up in the bathroom he exited the terminal to find his love. He caught sight of Victor first, far in the distance. It took a second for his eyes to focus but he realized Victor was checking out Hayden from afar. Zach grinned and rushed over to his boyfriend. They embraced excitedly and smooched on the lips.

Zach was a bit surprised to discover that Victor felt squishier since they last touched. He gripped the man’s swollen ass as they walked to the curb to hail a cab. They couldn’t keep their hands off one another during the entire ride home, rubbing, patting and squeezing each other’s fresh curves. Zach was particularly struck by the thickness of Victor’s thighs. He felt eager to top and couldn’t wait to see what Victor looked like out of those pants. Meanwhile, Victor softly caressed Zach’s fresh underbelly stretchmarks the entire cab ride.

Victor led the way up the stairs to their place and opened the door Zach. Zach stepped inside to the most amazing aroma. Boxes of pastries and bouquets of flowers filled the room, with a trail of rose petals to the bedroom. Victor led Zach by hand to the bedroom and patted the bed for the fattened American to sit down. Zach followed along and sat down, the bed sagging beneath him. Victor lifted up Zach’s shirt exposing his rounded midsection.

“Look how this has swelled,” Victor grinned.

“How about you let me see those meaty thighs you got going on now,” Zach replied.

Victor disrobed completely and stepped forward slowly, allowing each step to cause him a slight jiggle. He peeled off Zach’s shirt completely and then his sweatpants and underwear. Completely nude, they climbed atop each other, their plush bodies cushioning one another as they proceeded to make love.