Lois remembered her husbands words as she continued to stuff herself with as much food as possible, growing larger and larger as she did.
It had been some sort of divine irony played on her after she had forced Peter to get a vasectomy, after coming home from the doctor she thought that they could celebrate their new inability to have kids by trying to make some anyway *wink wink*. Unfortunatly Peters operation had all but killed his libido, like he was no longer attracted to her.
Thats when the eating started.
All that pent up sexual frustration was channeled into food, and believe me despite having a husband like Peter there was a 'lot' of frustration to be pent up. Thanks to the enormous amount of over eating and the peculair laws to nature that exist in a universe that allows a dog to talk Lois was soon just as fat as Peter, and geting bigger.
One night during her new girth Peter started with the off handed comments about her size. Hey if he wasn't going to touch her in the first place then why should she listen to him.
They started to fight over the light in bed and ended up wrestling each other.
Then they found out it wasn't wrestling.
Both Peter and Lois found fat sex to be even better than the old kind, but since Peter was the one who held the job around here it was up to Lois to make their nights even better by getting even bigger.
Lois thought giddily about later tonight as she shoveled bacon down her throat and chased it with a milkshake so thick she had to chew it.
If she'd known all she had to do to keep Peters attention was to get morbidly obese she would have done it years ago.
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