A Matter of Opinion
"Baby, I got terrible news!" Andrea sobbed into the phone. Her boyfriend, Alex, was naturally alarmed. Had someone gotten hurt? Had her cat died? Was she sick?
"Calm down. What is it, sweetie?" He said, heart pounding.
"I went to Weight Watchers today and-and I gained ten pounds!" she wailed. Alex snapped to attention. Ten whole pounds. Really? Would he be able to tell if she was to take her shirt off? Just how big had she gotten? The couple lived an hour away from each other so they didn't see each other that often.
"I'm sure you look just as beautiful," he was swift to reassure her.
"My mom asked if I was pregnant! Baby, can you visit this weekend? I need you," The magic words. He had been planning on embarking on a D and D tournament, but he pushed that aside. His girlfriend needed him.
"Absolutely," he promised. "And I promise I will like your body just as much as before," he said. Part of him felt a little guilty for delighting in her "misfortune". But he hadn't done anything wrong, he reminded himself. He hadn't forced food on her. She liked to eat. And she was on a lot of medication so now she really liked to eat. That wasn't his fault! And she should eat if she was hungry. To resist it was just unhealthy.
He was alone now, in his room. He slid his hand into his pants and his hand quickly found his cock. It was hard, straining against his boxers. He started rubbing his shaft up and down, rapidly picturing his girlfriend, stomach bulging against one of her T-shirts. Cute and chubby. And his to fuck all night. He came within the next three minutes.
