Marzi does dating 5 (2 images)

A follow up to: https://www.patreon.com/posts/47810108

Featuring Marzipan, OC of SpottedTigress.

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Harvey was one of Marzi’s earliest suitors.

He had known Marzi since she first started dipping into the dating pool right after putting on her winter weight.

He remembered her as a big, busty, bootylicious BBW and even then she had quite the healthy appetite. As a feeder and fat admirer, he did encourage her to eat as much as she wanted, which she seemed to appreciate.

Over time he had seen Marzi’s attitude towards food, her own figure, and being fat change.

In the beginning she wore clothes that kept all her bulging curves under control, her tummy contained in high-waisted shorts that also stretched over her massive booty, while her top and bra managed to hold her giant breasts.

Back then, Harvey had to almost coax Marzi into ordering more.

“I can get another slice? I really shouldn’t...but if you’re sure it’s alright with you” she smiled, licking her fork clean as she looked down at her second empty plate of cheesecake past her tremendous rack.

But as she got fatter and more confident, she cared less and less about how well-contained she was.

Soon she was showing up to dates even though the buttons of her shorts were straining, or her bra was clearly overwhelmed by her surging cleavage.

She needed a lot less coaxing too.

“Another slice? Alright!” said Marzi happily, clapping her hands together and making her bra-buckling boobs bounce heavily, too much cleavage bursting out of her top.

Before long thanks to the positive reinforcement form her many suitors, she didn’t mind that she was getting fatter, and fatter, and fatter.

And this time she was the one asking for more food.

“Harv baby, can I order another one of those brownie surprises? Oh and a banana split. Oh, and might as well throw in a milkshake to go with that. Pleaseee~” she said sweetly, putting her hands together and causing her giant breasts to be pushed-up even further out of the torn neckline of her top.

It was also during this time that she learned of “feeders”. She even asked Harvey about it, and he admitted to being into it. She found it a bit odd at first but decided it was harmless.

“Really, you’re a feeder? That’s so weird. Well, I guess it makes sense that you want to keep feeding me--my curves are getting out of this world” she giggled, leaning back in her seat after yet another round of deserts. Her tearing top groaned against those mammoth breasts almost as loud as her chair buckling under that giant ass.

She didn’t seem to care that her belly was out anymore either, as her fully exposed gut rested heavily on the table before Harvey, stuffed with fattening sweets.

As she grew she cared less and less about how lewd she looked out on dates. In fact, she seemed to enjoy showing off her added curvage.

She was totally onboard the feeder train too, enjoying living the pampered life.

“...I used to think dating feeders was weird? Really? I said that?” giggled Marzi as she struggled to see Harvey past her own colossal breasts.

Harvey was staring at quite the sight: Marzi’s fully exposed belly bulging over their entire table, her titanic tits forming a small roof over his head, her bra exposed and her nipples starting to poke out.

“That’s sooo funny, I LOVE dating feeders~” she smiled, before raising a fat wobbling arm and calling for the waiter.

And still she grew. Soon, restaurants themselves were starting to get cramped, as Marzi would demolish entire booths and tables with her bulk.

Tits and ass out in the open for all to see? Marzi didn’t care. She was proud of her fat figure. And wasn’t ashamed of her appetite either.

“I want more cake, Harvey!” she would say, looking over her swollen tits at her tiny date by her side.

Yes a lot had changed since Harvey and Marzi first started going out.

Harvey honestly thought Marzi was at the point that she couldn’t get any fatter.

But he was wrong.

Today they were in their usual restaurant, the same restaurant they would always eat at before.

But they weren’t at their usual table, for obvious reasons.

“Can you believe we’ve been coming here for a few months now?” said a now absolutely monstrous Marzi through a mouthful of cake, so fat that she was practically taking up the entire restaurant even though she lay on her belly.

The girl was now so enormously fat that Harvey needed to be on the restaurant’s second floor just to feed her.

“Ohmygosh, we should still totally take a selfie at our usual spot once we’re done!” she said as Harvey brought an entire cake to her mouth.

“I mean look…” she went after taking a massive bite, crumbs flying out her fat face. She looked down the side of one of her gargantuan breasts, and heaved up a ton or so of side-boob. Underneath it was the remains of a crushed booth. Their booth.

“...look how much has changed since then” she giggled, very much aware that she was now so fat she had crushed their usual booth underneath a single giant breast.

“Indeed it has” chuckled Harvey, looking at his colossal date. Her ass was so fat it nearly reached the ceiling, and it bulged against the surrounding walls.

*CRASSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!*

The restaurant shook as Marzi released her armful of boobage, all that titty smashing back onto the ground and making the restaurant floor crack.

She grinned down at her titanic breasts, nipples poking out of the tearing 50XL top she had managed to somehow squeeze into.

“I remember how much you would stare at my cleavage during our first date. You always did like busty girls” she teased, just as the stitching of her top’s surviving strap groaned and--

*SNAP!!!*

It finally gave way and Marzi’s boobs surged out in all their glory, crushing tables and the few customers still in the restaurant under an avalanche of boobage.

“I’ve gotten a lot bustier since then” she bit her lip with a sheepish grin, not bothering to cover up since there was no way she was going to contain all that anyway.

The date went on and Harvey continued to feed the colossal cat. Entire cakes were eaten in one or two bites. He dumped whole boxes of pastries into her mouth like they were crumbs. All the while bots that served as waiters rolled in cartloads of food…

Meanwhile miles away at some gym, Amy was sending her usual message to Marzi.

“You joining?”

Not like Marzi had joined at all since she started dating again. But Amy didn’t give up, there was always the miniscule chance her overfed, monstrously fat friend would actually show up.

This time she got a message. A video message.

It showed an outrageous sight. Marzi filling up a restaurant, tits out, her boobs and bloated belly crushing everything around her while one of her dates helped her chug down a vat of heavy cream.

“BUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPP!!!!” went the enormous cat, some of the thick stuff still trickling down her plump chins.

“Hey Amy! I don’t think I’m making it to gym today, just having so much fun with Harvey on this date”

Amy watched as her friend reached out for a nearby box of pastries, her fat upper arm dragging along the second floor fatly.

“Don’t worry though I promise to join you at the gym soon! I might need a bit of help trimming some of this winter weight for the summer season” she giggled, shaking an entire box of eclairs into her mouth piggishly, her upper arm fat and rolls all jiggling as she did.

She licked her fingers happily.

“Anyway, see ya! I’ve still got five more dates today, and I’m just finishing up this one” she turned to some waiters off camera and raised a fat wobbling arm. “Twenty more cheesecakes please~”

Amy sighed, watching the restaurant quake with Marzi’s giant shaking tits.

Girl really needed to lose weight.