“My belly is itchy and it’s driving me crazy. I can’t reach down to get it with this stubby arms, so that’s where you come in.” she told him. Jimmy took a big sigh of relief once he found out this call wasn’t about what he thought it was about. At the same time though, he had to ask “Um, don’t you think we should try getting you back to normal first?”

“I can’t think straight like this. Now hurry up Jimmy and scratch my itch!” she ordered. Jimmy just rolled his eyes, having heard that many, MANY, times. Still, while this time wouldn’t really do anything for him, the faster he got it over with, the faster he could go back to sleep. With that said, Jimmy readied himself to climb “Mt. Heloise.”

She watched as he took his first step upwards. Unlike real mountain climbers, Jimmy found the start of his journey to be pretty easy. All he had to do was step onto the oozing fat and just walk forward. He gained a confident smile and started trudging up while Heloise rolled her eyes, not appreciating her boyfriend taking his sweet time taking his sweet time when she had an itch that needed scratching. She was reluctant to yell “HURRY UP!” since her voice alone would make the belly shake and that would make Jimmy fall. Soon enough though, he found an obstacle by himself.

Jimmy grunted as he fought to move his legs forward. The fat was still yielding enough to allow him to move, but now as he got higher up, more and more fat began to form denser folds. He actually lost his balance and fell backwards, but saved himself by latching onto the same fold with his hand. The death grip he had on the blubber made Heloise moan and caused her body to quiver. Jimmy quickly got his other hand to hold him up as well before shouting “Heloise, stop!”

“Sorry.” She smiled embarrassedly down at him. Once the terrain was stable, Jimmy put that out of his mind and resumed climbing. Even with the more solid ground though, the journey was still not easy. Each grip or footing he gained caused the main and massive belly roll to form around his limbs. He was constantly forced to yank them out of the quicksand-like blubber, and if he was wearing his shoes, he was certain they would be lost within the fat.

“Uuugh, Jimmy, stop.” Heloise whined. Jimmy asked her “What now?” and she said “It’s your clothes, they’re making the itch worse. Can you take them off?” Honestly, Jimmy was happy to oblige, since his footy pajamas were kind of limiting his movement as well. Leave it to Heloise to get him to take his clothes off. With a quick zip, they plummeted down, and Jimmy was left in only his briefs. He kept on climbing.

“That’s it, it’s right there.” Heloise spoke up. Somewhere in the middle, at least Jimmy thought it was the middle of the belly, it’s kind of hard to tell when there are rolls as far as the eye can see, his girlfriend told him to stop. Rubbing his hands together, Jimmy he began with the finger technique that always got Cerbee to shake his leg.

“Oooooh yeah.” Moaned the deep, feminine voice. It seemed like Jimmy had done his job well, but once more, history repeated itself. He soon noticed that enough stimulation made the fat ripple, and Heloise’s moans weren’t helping at all. As he fought to keep his balance, he thought that their must be a way to handle all of this fat, but right now, he felt like a surfer without a board. Speaking of which, a screaming Jimmy soon found himself washed away by a blubber wave washed him away. As he was encompassed by the warm and oozing fat, soon he wiped out into Heloise’s cleavage.

Jimmy had never had his face, let alone half of his body buried in these, but he was soon able to worm his way up and out with a bounce. He landed with another on the behemoth bazooms, sighing in relief “That was close.”

It was then though that he able to get a good look at Heloise’s face. She was panting, her cheeks were red, and she looked like she was dying for something else, and Jimmy soon got an idea.