~BBW/BHM, Eating, Romance, ~SWG she said she was gay Until her male roommate changed her pov
My girlfriend, Hil (short for Hillary) shared an apartment in a western city. We had gotten along quite well until she fell for another guy and decided to move out on me. Fortunately for me, her name was on the lease too.
Nat, I want to move in with Chuck, you need to find another roommate, she announced out of the blue.
Hil, no way, you have to find someone, not me, your name is on the lease too. I answered. That had not occurred to her.
Ok, ok, I will find someone. Does, the someone have to be a guy, or will a girl be okay, not that it really matters? she inquired.
The apartment did have two bedrooms, though a shared bath, but I didnt want to be an asshole about it. Either is fine with me.
I did worry a bit about who Hilary might find. But I really didnt have much choice. She had to find someone to take over the lease and I couldnt really afford to refuse a person as long as they met the lease requirements.
Hilary did find someone by the end of the month. Her name was Amanda. She was petite like Hilary, really quite pretty, though skinnier. She only weighed about one hundred pounds and she was five foot four inches tall.
Hilary brought Amanda over to the apartment to meet me. Nat this is Amanda, Amanda, this is Nat.
We shook hands, Hilary showed her around, she didnt seem to mind the shared bath at all. I wanted to ask her though, Amanda, do you really not mind having to share a bathroom with a guy?
Nat Im fine with sharing. She assured me. I suppose I should tell you Im in a similar situation as you, though on the otherside. My girlfriend found someone else and asked me to move out. She owned the condo, so I wasnt in a position to argue with her. That being said, Im gay. So I dont mind living with you if you dont mind living with me. Hilary told me about your habit of wearing just your briefs and a t-shirt around the apartment, and I dont mind at all.
I thought, Well thats a relief.
I really didnt want to change my habit to accommodate Amanda.
Oh Nat, she remarked casually, I dont like wearing much more than my bikini panties and a bra around, so if you dont mind.
Amanda thats not a problem for me either, I suppose Hilary told you something about my preferences too? I replied.
Amanda giggled, Yes Nat she did.
Amanda moved in the next day. I helped her bring her stuff up from the car. She didnt have a whole lot of stuff. She said her girlfriend owned all the furniture and appliances in the condo, so she didnt have much there.
I started to miss Hilary. We were lovers as well as roommates. I think the biggest reason the Hilary left me is she didnt want to gain weight. Im a FA or chubby chaser, I love plump women. Hilary was only five three and a size twelve. She was not skinny, but not really heavy either. She was into guys who were in pretty good shape; her new boyfriend, Chuck, works out a lot and I dont.
Im overweight, not huge, but thick in the middle with ample thighs and a big butt. Im only five foot ten inches, and weigh one hundred eighty pounds. I love to eat and when I am bored, under stress, excited, turned on, happy or sad, I eat.
I kept the refrigerator well stocked as well as cupboards. So there was always something for me to eat. As mentioned earlier, I like to just wear briefs and a t-shirt in the apartment. The briefs I like are bikini cut, which does not hide, any of my dietary indulgences.
Amanda and I really got along pretty well. The bathroom did not become an issue, we left for work at different times, so no conflict there. Amanda liked to shower at night, I liked to shower before going to work in the morning.
I had to admit, I was enjoying the view of Amanda prancing around the apartment in just her panties and bra, she really was quite pretty, though oh so skinny.
I liked to cook, so I would fix dinner/supper nearly every night. I tended to make fairly heavy guy style meals, i.e.. meat and potatoes etc. Amanda usually ate with me at night. She didnt really complain, but would comment on my cooking being heavy and rich.
It took a few weeks, but I soon was starting to notice, through my discerning eye (FA remember) that little Amanda was putting on weight. She certainly wasnt blowing up, but I was detecting a bit of a roll of tummy fat over the waist band of her bikini panties. Its bottom seemed a bit rounded and jiggled now. There were little creases of fat being created by her bra straps too.
I too was gaining. I love to eat and missing Hilary I tended to indulge more than I did previously. I also, given my weight distribution, round butt and thighs, though I do have a growing belly, have a bit of a feminine appearance. I have very little hair on my body, my back curves a bit so it looks like I am always sticking out my belly and fat butt. You also consider that I wear bikini cut briefs, Im not really well hung and not gay, or a feminine, from certain angles, I can pass for a chubby woman/girl.
On a couple of occasions Amanda barged into the bathroom on me. My fault, as I didnt close the door all the way. Once I was pulling on a pair of briefs that were too small and having trouble pulling them over my fat butt. I dont have any hair on my butt, so it does look feminine. She gasped, Oh Nat Im sorry, I thought the bathroom was free.
My fault totally Amanda, sorry I should have closed the door all the way. I notice right away she was staring at my fat butt.
We seemed to be getting along better the longer we lived together. I got home earlier than Amanda did and I enjoyed cooking so I fixed dinner/supper every night. I cook for guys though, so meat and potatoes, few greens and always a dessert.
Well I noticed that Amanda, and I for that matter, were still gaining weight. She had a little roll of tummy fat now bulging over the waist band of her bikini panties, her butt was getting rounder and fuller, now pushing out of the leg openings and filling the seat of the chair. Her boobs were even a little bigger, and the roll of fat from her bra strap was getting deeper. My belly was growing, I had added three inches to my waist and two to my butt, my thighs increased by an inch too.
One night after dinner, both of us were slouched back in our chairs, full. Amanda had had three glasses of wine and I could tell a little buzz going. She giggled and patted her rounder belly, Nat, I think I am getting fat on your cooking.
Amanda, you are so skinny no way! I replied.
Nat half of my clothes dont fit me, even my lingerie barely fits. She protested.
You cant be getting fat, I eat most of what I serve, Im the one getting fat, look how big my belly and fat ass are! I lifted my t-shirt, which was already riding up, and turned to show her my backside in my too small bikini cut brief.
She giggled and poked my butt, Nat youre not fat.
I laughed, Hey, Im fat, but I am enjoying putting on weight too much to do anything about it.
Amanda looked at me, Nat your are deliberately gaining weight?
Yeah I am, I know I shouldnt but I have been so into overweight women and girls. I have been fascinated by weight gain, bellies, bottoms and boobs since before puberty.
The last statement kind of silenced Amanda, but she didnt seem pissed or freaked out. She helped clear the dishes and even sat on the couch next to me to watch a couple of TV shows.
Amanda turned to me, Nat its late, good night.
She gave me a little squeezed on the wrist as she got up. I couldnt help but notice, since her butt was nearly in my face, that her butt was getting bigger and softer. I watched go to the bathroom and then back out to her room. Her butt was jiggling in her bikini panties.
Amanda closed the door to her room and leaned on the door. She was confused she thought, I cant believe what Nat said, he is getting fat on purpose! Oh my gawd that is amazing. He already is the hottest guy I have ever seen. His skin is so smooth and clear. No hair on his legs, butt, back, stomach and arms , just a bit under his arms and on his chest. Crap I know women who are hairier than Nat. I told him I was gay too. Well I was until I saw him in his tight underpants! His butt is nicer than my old roommate/lovers.
I sat on the couch awhile longer. I kept thinking, Man I wish Amanda wasnt gay, because she is getting so hot! She is really packing on some pounds and they look fantastic on her. Id love to see that little belly pouch out a few more inches and that bubble butt, whoa to die for.
She is almost as hot as Hilary was when she left me. I cant believe she is into some gym rat workout freak. He is probably going to make her lose weight too.
We both went to bed, still intrigued by each other, but at the time not knowing it..
The days and weeks went by. It seemed that Amanda and I were getting closer to each other. We occasionally bumped into each other in the kitchen. I always apologized saying I am getting too fat.
She would giggle, Oh youre not, Nat.
We sat on the couch together, not touching, but still fairly close together. It was really beginning to get to me. Here was this little hottie, gaining weight, getting plumper and I knew she wasnt into me at all. It was to say the least frustrating.
Amanda too was noticing how close we were becoming is subtle ways. The occasional bump in the butt or thigh, sitting on the couch, which was the only decent place to sit in the tiny living room were getting to her too. She was pretty confused, God I want to grab Nats fat butt and squeeze it so bad and poke his big round tummy! Its killing me and I cant believe it, but Im super attracted to a guy!
There started to be a tension between Amanda and I. Certainly not any conflict, it just seemed we were nervous around one another. Though we both did not change our dress, we both wore only minimal clothes around the apartment, underpants and t-shirts. We also both were eating more. I would always cook and serve Amanda and myself, for some reason, I was giving each of us more to eat.
I hadnt seen Amanda dressed in any of her jeans for a couple of weeks. She wore a pair of sweat pants out to do errands on Saturday, which for a style freak like Amanda that was unheard of. I too was packing on the pounds, but I was enjoying getting fat so much, I did nothing about it. Most of my bikini cut briefs were getting obscenely tight. My t-shirts now all rode up on my expanding belly.
The tension was magnified by our respective weight gains. Amanda could not keep her eyes off my fat butt, and huge belly. I couldnt get enough of watching her, now nearly waddle, around the apartment is awesomely tight bikini panties.
Something had to give. It happened the next week. Amanda was out on a Saturday doing errands, dressed in a pair of sweats (only things that fit her now) and a too tight t-shirt. She ran into her ex and her new SO at the mall. Amandas ex was a workout freak, but she was an FFA too. Her new significant other was a little plumper, short, shorter than Amanda, but now not as heavy. She couldnt resist calling out Amanda for her obvious weight gain. Amanda, oh my God is that you? What have you done to yourself, youre so fat! Are you pregnant, look at your fat belly and my God, your ass is huge! Wow, you have panty lines through your sweat pants, youre so fat!
Amanda was mortified. She just stood and took the abuse for a few minutes. Her exs new SO was giggling, her own belly jiggling.
Then she really did it. Amanda, nice try getting yourself so fat, but I would never take you back! April and I are going to Vermont and getting married next week.
Amanda almost cried in front of her, but she retorted, I found someone else and HE loves me like this!
She slapped her fat bottom and stomped off.
She saw her ex and her new little friend, April leave. Amanda was so upset and angry she thought, Ill show her whos fat!
Amanda started to binge! She went from kiosk to kiosk ordering rich fattening food, stuffing herself, resting and then doing it again. She decided to come back to the apartment around six thirty.
I was in the kitchen, fixing a fairly small dinner. On weekends Amanda sometimes didnt eat with me. I heard the door open and close.
Hey Amanda, can I fix you some dinner or supper? I called out.
I heard a loud Burp then she appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. I was stunned Amandas belly was bulging straight out from under her boobs. Her t-shirt had ridden up and her sweats were sagging under her belly. She had food on her shirt and her eyes were glazed over. She was a sight and of course I got a woodie she look so awesome and sexy to me I could hardly stand it.
Amanda, Oh my, what happened to you? Did you eat too much? She looked at me and started to cry. I couldnt stand it anymore! I went to her, put my hands on either side of her face and kissed her. I thought she might get mad and push me away, but the opposite happened. She kissed me back and her hands were all over my belly, then in my underpants kneading my fat butt.
She started to undo her sweat pants, I worked on her t-shirt, they both came off. She was a sight standing there in just her straining panties, her belly distended, bulging and bloated, actually pushing up against her boobs. She pulled off my t-shirt, so I was standing there in just my briefs, with my own belly bulging out. We both headed for her bedroom. We fell onto the bed and made mad passionate love.
Two hours later, around eight thirty, we were lying in bed playing with each others expanding assets. I had to ask, Amanda what happened?
Nat, I was such a fool. I saw Carolyn, my ex and her new little chubby, April. Carolyn laid into me teasing about all the weight I have gained eating your wonderful cooking. Then she told me she would never take me back even though I got fat and that she and April were getting married in Vermont in a few days. I was so hurt and humiliated that all I could think of was stuffing myself into oblivion.
I hugged her close, she snuggled up against my belly.
Amanda, are you hungry?
She giggled, Nat, from now on Im always hungry!
We both got up, poking and prodding each others bulges and curves and waddled into the kitchen. I fixed French toast, waffles and some scrabbled eggs, we stuffed ourselves and then staggered to my bedroom and made love again. It was great, our bloated, bulging bellies slapping together, it was a total turn on for both of us. We fell asleep spooning.
The next morning after a huge breakfast, Amanda was slouching back in her chair rubbing her engorged belly. Her bikini panties were really digging into her thighs and belly. Nat, I need to get some fat clothes, none of my clothes, even my bras and panties fit anymore.
Lets go down to Wal-Mart and get you some fat girl clothes, I offered.
She giggled, Yeah Nat, we can get some new fat boy briefs and sweats for you too.
We got down to Wal-Mart and Amanda and I started looking through the selection. Amanda grabbed some stretch pants and t-shirts and went into the dressing room. She came out blushing, Oh my, Nat, these are too small and they are a size twelve! I used to be a size two! Im so fat!
She got a couple of size sixteens and went back in. She came out a few minutes later, Nat these fit great, but Im so huge now! I wear a size sixteen!
I was worried that she was going to start dieting or something else equally stupid, but I had nothing to fear. Amanda, hey you look great, I love your figure.
She giggled at me and smiled, while running her hand over her tummy bulge, Nat dont worry I love my figure too! Im so turned on right now! Lets go to the food court! I want to fill up!
Well you didnt have to ask me twice! We paid for Amandas new wardrobe, I didnt notice until later at the apartment, but the little vixen had snuck in a couple pairs of size eighteen stretch pants.
We ordered a ton of food and started stuffing ourselves. We did get a few stares, but we didnt care, we both loved overeating too much to bother with skinny idiots. About half way through our gorge, we heard a snide comment, wow, look at her and her pig boyfriend, what a couple of hogs!
Amanda looked up and there was the evil, workout freak, FFA Carolyn with chubby April. She strated in on Amanda, Wow Amanda, I thought you were fat yesterday, youre even fatter today! Youre just stuffing yourself!
Amanda looked up at Carolyn, Yes Carolyn, you are right, Im fat and Im going to get even fatter! Im also the happiest I have ever been, too!
Amanda stuck out her bloated belly, now encased in the tight nylon stretch pant fabric, she slapped her belly, which was lying on her thighs, I love this, I love eating and I love my new boyfriend Nat! So Carolyn, just go off and be miserable and stuff poor April until she pops herself!
Carolyn, just said Bitch. She grabbed poor Aprils wrist and stormed off.
I had to ask, Amanda, if Carolyn is into feeding and making her SO fat, why didnt you gain weight when you were with her?
Amanda smiled, her mouth full of greasy fries, Nat, its complicated.
She said no more and I decided to be happy with the present rather than dwelling on the past.
It's Complicated
By FAnedfox
By FAnedfox
My girlfriend, Hil (short for Hillary) shared an apartment in a western city. We had gotten along quite well until she fell for another guy and decided to move out on me. Fortunately for me, her name was on the lease too.
Nat, I want to move in with Chuck, you need to find another roommate, she announced out of the blue.
Hil, no way, you have to find someone, not me, your name is on the lease too. I answered. That had not occurred to her.
Ok, ok, I will find someone. Does, the someone have to be a guy, or will a girl be okay, not that it really matters? she inquired.
The apartment did have two bedrooms, though a shared bath, but I didnt want to be an asshole about it. Either is fine with me.
I did worry a bit about who Hilary might find. But I really didnt have much choice. She had to find someone to take over the lease and I couldnt really afford to refuse a person as long as they met the lease requirements.
Hilary did find someone by the end of the month. Her name was Amanda. She was petite like Hilary, really quite pretty, though skinnier. She only weighed about one hundred pounds and she was five foot four inches tall.
Hilary brought Amanda over to the apartment to meet me. Nat this is Amanda, Amanda, this is Nat.
We shook hands, Hilary showed her around, she didnt seem to mind the shared bath at all. I wanted to ask her though, Amanda, do you really not mind having to share a bathroom with a guy?
Nat Im fine with sharing. She assured me. I suppose I should tell you Im in a similar situation as you, though on the otherside. My girlfriend found someone else and asked me to move out. She owned the condo, so I wasnt in a position to argue with her. That being said, Im gay. So I dont mind living with you if you dont mind living with me. Hilary told me about your habit of wearing just your briefs and a t-shirt around the apartment, and I dont mind at all.
I thought, Well thats a relief.
I really didnt want to change my habit to accommodate Amanda.
Oh Nat, she remarked casually, I dont like wearing much more than my bikini panties and a bra around, so if you dont mind.
Amanda thats not a problem for me either, I suppose Hilary told you something about my preferences too? I replied.
Amanda giggled, Yes Nat she did.
Amanda moved in the next day. I helped her bring her stuff up from the car. She didnt have a whole lot of stuff. She said her girlfriend owned all the furniture and appliances in the condo, so she didnt have much there.
I started to miss Hilary. We were lovers as well as roommates. I think the biggest reason the Hilary left me is she didnt want to gain weight. Im a FA or chubby chaser, I love plump women. Hilary was only five three and a size twelve. She was not skinny, but not really heavy either. She was into guys who were in pretty good shape; her new boyfriend, Chuck, works out a lot and I dont.
Im overweight, not huge, but thick in the middle with ample thighs and a big butt. Im only five foot ten inches, and weigh one hundred eighty pounds. I love to eat and when I am bored, under stress, excited, turned on, happy or sad, I eat.
I kept the refrigerator well stocked as well as cupboards. So there was always something for me to eat. As mentioned earlier, I like to just wear briefs and a t-shirt in the apartment. The briefs I like are bikini cut, which does not hide, any of my dietary indulgences.
Amanda and I really got along pretty well. The bathroom did not become an issue, we left for work at different times, so no conflict there. Amanda liked to shower at night, I liked to shower before going to work in the morning.
I had to admit, I was enjoying the view of Amanda prancing around the apartment in just her panties and bra, she really was quite pretty, though oh so skinny.
I liked to cook, so I would fix dinner/supper nearly every night. I tended to make fairly heavy guy style meals, i.e.. meat and potatoes etc. Amanda usually ate with me at night. She didnt really complain, but would comment on my cooking being heavy and rich.
It took a few weeks, but I soon was starting to notice, through my discerning eye (FA remember) that little Amanda was putting on weight. She certainly wasnt blowing up, but I was detecting a bit of a roll of tummy fat over the waist band of her bikini panties. Its bottom seemed a bit rounded and jiggled now. There were little creases of fat being created by her bra straps too.
I too was gaining. I love to eat and missing Hilary I tended to indulge more than I did previously. I also, given my weight distribution, round butt and thighs, though I do have a growing belly, have a bit of a feminine appearance. I have very little hair on my body, my back curves a bit so it looks like I am always sticking out my belly and fat butt. You also consider that I wear bikini cut briefs, Im not really well hung and not gay, or a feminine, from certain angles, I can pass for a chubby woman/girl.
On a couple of occasions Amanda barged into the bathroom on me. My fault, as I didnt close the door all the way. Once I was pulling on a pair of briefs that were too small and having trouble pulling them over my fat butt. I dont have any hair on my butt, so it does look feminine. She gasped, Oh Nat Im sorry, I thought the bathroom was free.
My fault totally Amanda, sorry I should have closed the door all the way. I notice right away she was staring at my fat butt.
We seemed to be getting along better the longer we lived together. I got home earlier than Amanda did and I enjoyed cooking so I fixed dinner/supper every night. I cook for guys though, so meat and potatoes, few greens and always a dessert.
Well I noticed that Amanda, and I for that matter, were still gaining weight. She had a little roll of tummy fat now bulging over the waist band of her bikini panties, her butt was getting rounder and fuller, now pushing out of the leg openings and filling the seat of the chair. Her boobs were even a little bigger, and the roll of fat from her bra strap was getting deeper. My belly was growing, I had added three inches to my waist and two to my butt, my thighs increased by an inch too.
One night after dinner, both of us were slouched back in our chairs, full. Amanda had had three glasses of wine and I could tell a little buzz going. She giggled and patted her rounder belly, Nat, I think I am getting fat on your cooking.
Amanda, you are so skinny no way! I replied.
Nat half of my clothes dont fit me, even my lingerie barely fits. She protested.
You cant be getting fat, I eat most of what I serve, Im the one getting fat, look how big my belly and fat ass are! I lifted my t-shirt, which was already riding up, and turned to show her my backside in my too small bikini cut brief.
She giggled and poked my butt, Nat youre not fat.
I laughed, Hey, Im fat, but I am enjoying putting on weight too much to do anything about it.
Amanda looked at me, Nat your are deliberately gaining weight?
Yeah I am, I know I shouldnt but I have been so into overweight women and girls. I have been fascinated by weight gain, bellies, bottoms and boobs since before puberty.
The last statement kind of silenced Amanda, but she didnt seem pissed or freaked out. She helped clear the dishes and even sat on the couch next to me to watch a couple of TV shows.
Amanda turned to me, Nat its late, good night.
She gave me a little squeezed on the wrist as she got up. I couldnt help but notice, since her butt was nearly in my face, that her butt was getting bigger and softer. I watched go to the bathroom and then back out to her room. Her butt was jiggling in her bikini panties.
Amanda closed the door to her room and leaned on the door. She was confused she thought, I cant believe what Nat said, he is getting fat on purpose! Oh my gawd that is amazing. He already is the hottest guy I have ever seen. His skin is so smooth and clear. No hair on his legs, butt, back, stomach and arms , just a bit under his arms and on his chest. Crap I know women who are hairier than Nat. I told him I was gay too. Well I was until I saw him in his tight underpants! His butt is nicer than my old roommate/lovers.
I sat on the couch awhile longer. I kept thinking, Man I wish Amanda wasnt gay, because she is getting so hot! She is really packing on some pounds and they look fantastic on her. Id love to see that little belly pouch out a few more inches and that bubble butt, whoa to die for.
She is almost as hot as Hilary was when she left me. I cant believe she is into some gym rat workout freak. He is probably going to make her lose weight too.
We both went to bed, still intrigued by each other, but at the time not knowing it..
The days and weeks went by. It seemed that Amanda and I were getting closer to each other. We occasionally bumped into each other in the kitchen. I always apologized saying I am getting too fat.
She would giggle, Oh youre not, Nat.
We sat on the couch together, not touching, but still fairly close together. It was really beginning to get to me. Here was this little hottie, gaining weight, getting plumper and I knew she wasnt into me at all. It was to say the least frustrating.
Amanda too was noticing how close we were becoming is subtle ways. The occasional bump in the butt or thigh, sitting on the couch, which was the only decent place to sit in the tiny living room were getting to her too. She was pretty confused, God I want to grab Nats fat butt and squeeze it so bad and poke his big round tummy! Its killing me and I cant believe it, but Im super attracted to a guy!
There started to be a tension between Amanda and I. Certainly not any conflict, it just seemed we were nervous around one another. Though we both did not change our dress, we both wore only minimal clothes around the apartment, underpants and t-shirts. We also both were eating more. I would always cook and serve Amanda and myself, for some reason, I was giving each of us more to eat.
I hadnt seen Amanda dressed in any of her jeans for a couple of weeks. She wore a pair of sweat pants out to do errands on Saturday, which for a style freak like Amanda that was unheard of. I too was packing on the pounds, but I was enjoying getting fat so much, I did nothing about it. Most of my bikini cut briefs were getting obscenely tight. My t-shirts now all rode up on my expanding belly.
The tension was magnified by our respective weight gains. Amanda could not keep her eyes off my fat butt, and huge belly. I couldnt get enough of watching her, now nearly waddle, around the apartment is awesomely tight bikini panties.
Something had to give. It happened the next week. Amanda was out on a Saturday doing errands, dressed in a pair of sweats (only things that fit her now) and a too tight t-shirt. She ran into her ex and her new SO at the mall. Amandas ex was a workout freak, but she was an FFA too. Her new significant other was a little plumper, short, shorter than Amanda, but now not as heavy. She couldnt resist calling out Amanda for her obvious weight gain. Amanda, oh my God is that you? What have you done to yourself, youre so fat! Are you pregnant, look at your fat belly and my God, your ass is huge! Wow, you have panty lines through your sweat pants, youre so fat!
Amanda was mortified. She just stood and took the abuse for a few minutes. Her exs new SO was giggling, her own belly jiggling.
Then she really did it. Amanda, nice try getting yourself so fat, but I would never take you back! April and I are going to Vermont and getting married next week.
Amanda almost cried in front of her, but she retorted, I found someone else and HE loves me like this!
She slapped her fat bottom and stomped off.
She saw her ex and her new little friend, April leave. Amanda was so upset and angry she thought, Ill show her whos fat!
Amanda started to binge! She went from kiosk to kiosk ordering rich fattening food, stuffing herself, resting and then doing it again. She decided to come back to the apartment around six thirty.
I was in the kitchen, fixing a fairly small dinner. On weekends Amanda sometimes didnt eat with me. I heard the door open and close.
Hey Amanda, can I fix you some dinner or supper? I called out.
I heard a loud Burp then she appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. I was stunned Amandas belly was bulging straight out from under her boobs. Her t-shirt had ridden up and her sweats were sagging under her belly. She had food on her shirt and her eyes were glazed over. She was a sight and of course I got a woodie she look so awesome and sexy to me I could hardly stand it.
Amanda, Oh my, what happened to you? Did you eat too much? She looked at me and started to cry. I couldnt stand it anymore! I went to her, put my hands on either side of her face and kissed her. I thought she might get mad and push me away, but the opposite happened. She kissed me back and her hands were all over my belly, then in my underpants kneading my fat butt.
She started to undo her sweat pants, I worked on her t-shirt, they both came off. She was a sight standing there in just her straining panties, her belly distended, bulging and bloated, actually pushing up against her boobs. She pulled off my t-shirt, so I was standing there in just my briefs, with my own belly bulging out. We both headed for her bedroom. We fell onto the bed and made mad passionate love.
Two hours later, around eight thirty, we were lying in bed playing with each others expanding assets. I had to ask, Amanda what happened?
Nat, I was such a fool. I saw Carolyn, my ex and her new little chubby, April. Carolyn laid into me teasing about all the weight I have gained eating your wonderful cooking. Then she told me she would never take me back even though I got fat and that she and April were getting married in Vermont in a few days. I was so hurt and humiliated that all I could think of was stuffing myself into oblivion.
I hugged her close, she snuggled up against my belly.
Amanda, are you hungry?
She giggled, Nat, from now on Im always hungry!
We both got up, poking and prodding each others bulges and curves and waddled into the kitchen. I fixed French toast, waffles and some scrabbled eggs, we stuffed ourselves and then staggered to my bedroom and made love again. It was great, our bloated, bulging bellies slapping together, it was a total turn on for both of us. We fell asleep spooning.
The next morning after a huge breakfast, Amanda was slouching back in her chair rubbing her engorged belly. Her bikini panties were really digging into her thighs and belly. Nat, I need to get some fat clothes, none of my clothes, even my bras and panties fit anymore.
Lets go down to Wal-Mart and get you some fat girl clothes, I offered.
She giggled, Yeah Nat, we can get some new fat boy briefs and sweats for you too.
We got down to Wal-Mart and Amanda and I started looking through the selection. Amanda grabbed some stretch pants and t-shirts and went into the dressing room. She came out blushing, Oh my, Nat, these are too small and they are a size twelve! I used to be a size two! Im so fat!
She got a couple of size sixteens and went back in. She came out a few minutes later, Nat these fit great, but Im so huge now! I wear a size sixteen!
I was worried that she was going to start dieting or something else equally stupid, but I had nothing to fear. Amanda, hey you look great, I love your figure.
She giggled at me and smiled, while running her hand over her tummy bulge, Nat dont worry I love my figure too! Im so turned on right now! Lets go to the food court! I want to fill up!
Well you didnt have to ask me twice! We paid for Amandas new wardrobe, I didnt notice until later at the apartment, but the little vixen had snuck in a couple pairs of size eighteen stretch pants.
We ordered a ton of food and started stuffing ourselves. We did get a few stares, but we didnt care, we both loved overeating too much to bother with skinny idiots. About half way through our gorge, we heard a snide comment, wow, look at her and her pig boyfriend, what a couple of hogs!
Amanda looked up and there was the evil, workout freak, FFA Carolyn with chubby April. She strated in on Amanda, Wow Amanda, I thought you were fat yesterday, youre even fatter today! Youre just stuffing yourself!
Amanda looked up at Carolyn, Yes Carolyn, you are right, Im fat and Im going to get even fatter! Im also the happiest I have ever been, too!
Amanda stuck out her bloated belly, now encased in the tight nylon stretch pant fabric, she slapped her belly, which was lying on her thighs, I love this, I love eating and I love my new boyfriend Nat! So Carolyn, just go off and be miserable and stuff poor April until she pops herself!
Carolyn, just said Bitch. She grabbed poor Aprils wrist and stormed off.
I had to ask, Amanda, if Carolyn is into feeding and making her SO fat, why didnt you gain weight when you were with her?
Amanda smiled, her mouth full of greasy fries, Nat, its complicated.
She said no more and I decided to be happy with the present rather than dwelling on the past.
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