The first thing you notice is the familiar sound of a soda can opening.

You glance over and smile as Stacy happily takes a long sip before digging back into the giant tub of strawberry ice cream resting in her lap. It isn't unusual anymore. Somehow, she's always eating. If it isn't ice cream, it's chips, candy, burgers, or pastries. There always seems to be another snack within arm's reach.

You remember the day you started dating. Stacy had been slim, energetic, and barely able to finish a regular meal. Now, watching her absentmindedly scoop another spoonful into her mouth, it's hard to believe how much has changed.

Her long blonde hair spills over her shoulders as she leans back on the couch. A bright pink crop top stretches over her fuller figure, leaving her large, soft belly uncovered. It hangs heavily over the waistband of her dark pink shorts, which sit so low on her hips that they barely seem to stay in place. Every time she reaches for another spoonful, her round stomach jiggles gently.

You catch yourself staring for a little too long.

Stacy notices and pauses with another spoonful of ice cream halfway to her mouth. She tilts her head, smiling curiously.

"What are you looking at?" she asks with a playful grin before taking another bite and washing it down with another sip of soda, waiting to hear your answer.