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Skinny Alex - by Asurname (~BHM, Feederism, ~~WG)

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~BHM, Feederism, ~~WG - Keeping her boyfriend stuffed and happy.

Skinny Alex

by asurname

[Author's Note: My very first story, about a very skinny guy and a very loving but deviously scheming girlfriend who wants to fatten him. Takes awhile to get started but then is pretty much good to go on the feeding and gaining...

Please give feedback, be as honest as you like.]


Part 1

“Stop it.” Alex curled his spine, bringing his torso an inch further from Lily’s outstretched fingers.

“Stop what?” she asked playfully, batting her eyelashes.

She reached out again, her fingers pinching the tiniest of lovehandles on his torso. He relaxed – she didn’t seem nearly as weirded out as he did. In fact, she seemed to be taking delight in his added flesh...

********

When Alex had turned fifteen, his weight peaked at 125 lbs., and there it stayed. At fifteen his height measured 5’6”. At nineteen years old he was five feet and nine inches tall, but his weight was still 125. Through a summer of heavy eating and weight training, he remained one-hundred-twenty-five pounds, exactly – something he could never fully explain to all the people who kept tell him to “work out” or “eat something” – how could someone who gained weight naturally understand how hard it can be just to be normal sized?

He simply had one of those metabolisms that let him eat like a madman and not gain weight. Generally, in his family, male metabolisms were practically indestructible until the early 20s, when they started to give out. Alex was preparing for this by eating well, even though he didn't have to – though it didn’t stop him from pigging out when he wanted to.

Alex met Lily five months ago at age twenty-two, and at the time he was still downright scrawny. Lily was one of the housemates of Alex’s best friend, Kevin, and Alex had come down from Boston to visit Kevin when he ran into Lily. On his second day there, she and her friend Alexia had barged in on him changing his pants.

“Doesn’t anybody knock anymore?”

“Oh my!” Lily had exclaimed. “You have the skinniest legs I’ve ever seen!”

Alex was used to it – he was used to losing women to buff guys, he was used to people not realizing that being made fun of for being very skinny can feel just as bad as if you were fat. Alexia seemed genuinely shocked at how skinny his legs were – almost like chicken legs, it seemed as if they met the bare minimum physical requirements to keep him standing.

Yet in Lily’s eyes, there appeared a glimmer.

*****************

The incident when she walked in on him had been forgotten. Alex was very smart and had a great sense of humor, and Lily loved nerdy, funny guys. She was used to being the smartest girl in class, and it helped to have someone she felt was at least on her own level, if not above. She also loved how comfortable she felt with him, as if there were no judgments for her quirks and inadequacies, and he felt the same towards her.

Within a few days the two had hooked up, and during Alex’s three week visitation the two became very close and affectionate. When he left Philadelphia for Boston again, the two had agreed, against their better judgments, to try a long distance relationship.

The two grew closer, and Lily ended up getting a job interning with a publishing company in Cambridge. Alex and Lily decided to move in together, even though they’d only known each other four months. It was a big college student house with many friends, so they figured that they would always had the option of switching rooms if things didn’t work out.

By now, Alex was positive that he had fallen in love. Lily was smart, she was funny, she had a real sense of fun in bed, and she was beautiful in her own quirky way, with a tiny nose, black glasses, and short blonde hair. They got along great, and improbable as they’d thought it to be, their relationship was getting along very well.

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And so here they were, lying in bed, with Lily poking the slightest hint of belly fat on Alex. It wasn’t even really belly fat – before, he’d been scrawny, but hard. Now, you could feel the skin move a little more, but you couldn’t call it belly fat. He was becoming normally sized now.

“Did I just find fat on your body?” Lily asked.

“It’s not fat.”

“I feel like I’ve struck gold. Look!” She pinched his side again, barely able to grab anything, but still more than she was able to grab before. “Congratulations, Alex – you’re one step closer to having the body of a normal person.”

“Thanks, honey.” Alex felt doubly insulted, as if he’d been called too skinny and too fat all at once.

“Oh, Alex, you know I didn’t mean that. I love your body. It’s sexy, and manly, and it makes me feel so good...” Lily trailed off as the two began making love, sending Alex’s thoughts of insecurity back into dormancy.

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The next morning, Alex woke up to the most delicious smell, and when he came downstairs, he saw a pile of pancakes. Lily was heating maple syrup when she saw him walk in wearing his pajamas.

“Good morning, honey,” she said, kissing him as she walked to the counter to grab a stick of butter. “I figured you’d be hungry after last night.”

Alex wasn’t exactly shocked at the size of the meals – he was used to eating a lot with his seemingly indestructible metabolism.

“Have I mentioned that you’re the best girlfriend ever?” Alex gave her a playful spank and kissed her on the cheek.

“You may have dropped it into conversation at some point.” She practically beamed with smugness at his satisfaction. “I’m using the good maple syrup today, not that corn syrup crap – here, have some.”

She’d been slathering butter all over his breakfast pancakes, and poured so much syrup on them he worried they would become soggy, then set them down in front of him – right next to a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. “Eat up!”

“Honey, there’s no way I can eat all of this,” he said, already shoveling pieces of fatty, sugary pancakes into his mouth. “You must be crazy. – Oh, wow, this is good. Mmm...”

“I’m glad you enjoy it,” said Lily, setting a tall glass of milk in front of him. He didn’t know that she’d bought whole milk from the corner market instead of skim, and so he simply attributed the richer taste and texture to the pancakes he was eating. He ate forkful after forkful, each one more heavy and delicious than the last.

As he got through the stack of pancakes, eggs, and bacon, breathing became harder and harder, and his stomach began to seriously hurt – but the pancakes tasted so good, and Lily cooked so rarely that he wanted to give her some positive reinforcement, as he was getting tired of doing all the cooking or eating cereal and ramen all the time.

When he finished, there was a solitary half of a bacon strip and a pool of syrup left in front of him.

“Ouch, honey, I’m stuffed. That breakfast was so good...”

“Here, let me rub your belly and make you feel better,” said Lily. She placed her hands on his belly and he recoiled, eventually relaxing into her hands. His belly was taut and hard, pushing over the waistband of his 28-inch jeans. She pressed her head against his shoulder as she rubbed his full tummy and felt herself getting wet as he let out a moan of – was it pleasure, or pain? He wasn’t sure, but she had taken her right hand off his belly and had dipped a finger in the syrup.

She took it to his mouth and let him lick the syrup off her finger as she kissed his neck. She dipped again, and he licked her finger, closed his lips on it, tasted the sweetness of syrup mixed with the saltiness of her own skin. His stomach hurt so much – why was he getting so hard?

“Here, honey,” Lily said, helping him up, “you’re so full, you should lie down for a few minutes.” She helped him over to the couch and let him sleep, knowing that their housemates were already at their respective jobs and wouldn’t disturb him. The time in the morning he would have spent getting a head start designing one of his web projects or reading passed by; the time delegated towards his morning run and workout passed by.

***************

He lay in a peaceful, stuffed slumber as Lily worked her internship, until he was awakened at lunchtime by a heavenly smell. He walked into the kitchen to see Lily pulling brownies out of the oven. On the table was a giant sandwich at one setting, with a salad set down across from it.

“Oh, Alex, don’t touch the salad, that’s my lunch – I forgot to bring food to work today so I just drove here to eat and I figured I could use my forty-five minutes for all they’re worth and make my wonderful guy some lunch.”

“Thank you, honey,” said Alex, still somewhat disoriented both by his lingering fullness and her new behavior. “Brownies and sandwiches for lunch, though?”

Alex sat down and began wolfing down his sandwich. “Honey, I can’t have any dessert tonight – I get such awful munchies when I've been eating too much sugar and I don’t want our budget going towards any high purchases of candy or pizza. That would be ridiculous.”

“No, just sandwiches. And a smoothie – I was waiting until you were awake to start the blender.” She pressed a button and fruits, yogurt – and, unbeknownst to Alex, weight gain powder – were swirling the juice mix she’d prepared (which had been spiked with just a dash of extra sugar).

“The brownies are for tonight.” She walked over to him and nuzzled her mouth to the side of his head as her arms wrapped around his midsection, secretly feeling for any effects. He took a break from his sandwich as she nibbled his ear, her fingers tracing the meeting of his pants with his belly, now slightly less distended. He turned his head to kiss her passionately before she pulled away again.

"Your smoothie is probably done – eat your sandwich so we can have a few minutes together before I go back to work.” She stopped the blender and poured him a smoothie, thinking of the leftover cake she’d be bringing back from the office birthday party today, and of the 5-for-5 pizzas she would order for him to have by the time he was out of it.

She was looking forward to a night of serious pleasure as she thought of his hard stuffed belly filled with fattening calories, and of another body part lower down that would surely be hard as well...

Story continued in post 6

 

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