5 Minute Fiction

Just a little something I wrote quickly for someone, what a lovely thing to come home to.

You turn your key in the door, just back from a successful business trip abroad; successful but long.

“Honey I’m home” you call out into the house, you’re still a little put out that your girlfriend didn’t meet you at the airport but you figured she had a good reason.

“Through here baby” you hear her call from the living room.

On making your way through you lay eyes on her and your jaw drops

“Welcome home” she says with a big grin, a grin that is framed by chocolate.

You take in the sight before you, where once your moderately chunky girlfriend would have been sitting sits an undeniably fat girl, belly resting on her thighs, tits jiggling as she continues to snack on the assorted cakes and pastries around her.

“I got to thinking, gobble gobble, about what you said about letting go and living a little, munch munch, I think you’re right, why don’t you grab an eclair and take a load off? I think we have many horizons to broaden”