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BBW, Magic, Sex, XWG - What one wears can impact their size

Clothes Make the Woman
by AlanFA

(Inspired by the story “Lingerie” by Wilson Barbers )

Alex sat at his computer surfing the many Plus-Size and BBW sites, mindlessly day dreaming about the type of women that he was secretly attracted to. Alex was a closet Fat Admirer, the type of man that desperately wanted a Big Women in his life but was to shy to approach any and too stuck into the “norm” way of thinking that didn't allow him to be seen with a “Fat Chick.”

Just as he was starting to read yet another weight gain story, Alex heard keys in the apartment door signaling the return of his girlfriend Janna. He quickly logged out and deleted his History and Temp files so as to not leave a trail of where he had been surfing. Janna, who was 5ft 5in and 123 lbs, would surely never be able to understand his obsession with women twice or three times her size. One of Alex's favorite fantasies in fact was Janna, two or three times bigger.

Alex came into the kitchen as Janna was unpacking the few groceries that she had picked up on her way home from the gym. Janna liked to work out and did so about four times a week. As he entered the kitchen, Janna was bent over putting cereal under the counter.

Seeing her tight leotard workout pants stretched across her slim bottom caused Alex to immediately have a flash fantasy. In the fantasy, Janna was bent over as she was now, but instead of a slim bottom, the ass that Alex envisioned was huge. Still in the same green leotard, she was a site to behold. Her hips were at least three feet wide and her ass cheeks were the size of over inflated beach balls.

As she stood and turned to look at him, the fantasy continued and the woman that stood before Alex was immense. Whereas the normal Janna had a flat stomach and only petite chest, the fantasy Janna had a large belly that drooped down over her crotch to the top of her thighs that Alex now envisioned as being as large around each as the normal Janna was. Also, instead of the petite chest, the fantasy Janna had breast the size of ripe summer watermelons at least in the double E range if Alex had to guess.

Janna smiled as she noticed the rise in Alex's shorts and said, “Hi, Lover, I guess you really missed me.”

At that, the spell was broken. Once again, the thin-toned body of Janna stood in front of him. Alex was momentarily disoriented and then he smiled as Janna walked forward to give him a hug.

“So are you glad to see me or is that just a pickle in your pocket?” Janna said as she reached for his crotch. They both laughed as they held a little tighter, Alex's erection already starting to dissipate. “Let's go take care of this while I'm still hyped up from my work out,” Janna said as she led him back to the bedroom by the crotch.

As they started stripping off their clothes, Alex desperately tried to get at least a portion of his earlier vision back so that he could maintain his erection. They fell into bed and started exploring each other's body; Alex closed his eyes and let his mind wander. In his minds eye, Janna was once again the Big Beautiful Woman she was earlier; as she climbed on top of him he could feel the crushing weight of her gigantic body smashing him into the mattress.

As she rode him, Janna let out guttural moans that sounded to Alex like the squeals of a wild pig. Alex had a new vision, one in which Janna was stuffing her face with food while riding on top of him. Each grunt followed by her stuffing another cream filled pastry in her mouth. This was all the inspiration Alex needed; he came with the force of thunder, which sent Janna exploding into an orgasm of her own. As they lay there cooling off, the vale of Alex's fantasy was lifted and the slim Janna was all that was left.

After cooling off and relaxing for a while, Alex got up and showered and then went about getting supper ready. How he wished that he could prepare an enormous feast for his Fat Janna. How he would love to sit there and watch her consume mass amounts of food, all the while growing bigger by the day. Instead it was broiled chicken breast, steamed broccoli (without cheese sauce) and a side salad with low-cal dressing. Another Spartan meal.

That evening, after watching the news, Janna got ready and slipped into bed, kind of hoping Alex would follow. When he didn't, she disappointedly fell asleep. Once asleep she quickly entered her favorite often-frequent dream.

In Janna's dream she was lying in bed, surrounded by platters of tantalizing food. As she sat and ate continuously from the platters, she surveyed her massive body. Laying out in front of her were a set of watermelon-sized breasts, resting contently on a beanbag chair sized belly that spread out in front and covered the tops of her mammoth thunder thighs. Just then, like always in this dream, Alex came into the room, carrying yet another platter of scrumptious goodies.

“And just how is my Big Beautiful Piggy today?” Alex would ask.

“Starving” is all Janna could manage to get out between bites of food.

“Well, we'll just have to see what we can do about that,” the dream Alex said. Slowly he crawled up next to her and picked up a morsel from the tray. A very large cream filled éclair (her secret favorite). “How bad do you want this?” he asked.

“Feed it to me,” she begged.

“And what will you do for me?” he asked.

“Anything you want,” she responding, secretly already knowing the answer.

“Grunt and squeal like the Fat Sow that you are.” Janna, already knowing this was coming happily started grunting and squealing like a barnyard hog, at which she had another enormous orgasm.

She woke up, trembling from the force of her nocturnal orgasm. Slowly she sat up and looked around. The room was dimly illuminated from a light coming from the front living room. Alex was still up. Probably on the computer again dinking around she thought.

She looked down at herself in the dim light and sighed. She was once again the slim trim Janna that she thought Alex wanted. The slim trim Janna that she had to fight to keep, when what she desperately wanted to do was to pig out. Already her stomach was protesting the Spartan meal that Alex had fixed. One of these nights she was going to ask him for seconds just to see what his reaction would be. No, she probably wouldn't. She truly loved Alex and would deny herself that simple pleasure to keep him.

Out in the den, Alex was on the computer. He had waited until he was sure Janna was asleep before logging into one of his favorite sites. A website specifically for BBWs and their Admirers. It had articles, pictorials, chat features and Alex's favorite, weight gain fantasies. Or fatasies, as Alex liked to call them. He had waited till he had heard Janna start to snore her cute little snore that always reminded Alex of a pig's grunt.

As Alex started to surf the site a pop-up appeared. Just as he was about to clear it he happened to catch the header. “Clothes make the Woman.” It was a pop-up for plus-size clothing from a site called Ample Outerwear.com. The pictures of the women in the ad intrigued Alex. All big women of various sizes. He decided what the heck, he'd click into it. He always enjoyed looking at large women and if this site had plus-size lingerie models too, bonus.

Once in the site the wording of the ad seemed a little strange, but Alex just shrugged it off as a typo. “Clothes of all sizes that any woman can fit into.” Sizes 16 to 60XXX. Custom orders no problem. In the ad it showed many women in different clothes, ranging in size for simply plump to practically spherical. Alex continued to click through the site, seeing many outfits that he envisioned Janna filling into.

Then he came to the sportswear section and right there in the ad was the exact workout outfit that Janna had had on earlier. Lime green spandex pants and a pink tank top. Immediately, Alex had another flashback to the scene in the kitchen earlier. His breath grew shorter and he couldn't help massaging his groin.

Just as he released he heard Janna moaning loudly in the bedroom. To Alex it was the unmistakable sound of a large pig grunting and squealing. This finished him; he came in waves of pleasure. And then there was silence.

Janna had woken up from whatever dream she was having. Alex minimized the screens in case she walked out. He sat as still as he could, panting slightly from the orgasm he had just had. He needed to clean himself up in the bathroom but didn't want to disturb Janna in case she was awake. So he sat there and waited till he once again heard a soft snoring coming from the room.

Alex made his way to the bathroom and cleaned up and got dressed for bed. When he went back to shut down the computer, the clothes site was back up on the screen. Alex quickly looked around and went to the bedroom door, thinking that Janna must have come out and looked at what he was surfing. Hearing her still softly snoring he shook it off and went back to the computer. On the screen was the header. “Order confirmed and processed for shipment. One workout outfit, Size 16.”

"What the .. ."l, Alex thought. What had he done in his horny frenzy? When he tried to get back into the site to try and cancel whatever order he had placed, he found himself locked out.

Two days later, while checking his e-mail, he found an e-mail from a company called Ample Stuffing Inc. With the subject line order shipped. Addressee Ms Janna Martin, 555 W Main Street Apt 112. One workout outfit, Size 20. Size 20? Alex thought, the other night it was size 16. And it was addressed to Janna.

What had he done? If she gets that, she will freak out. Alex was desperately trying to come up with a plan to intercept the package, when it dawned on him to simply reply to the e-mail and state that it was a mistake and cancel the order. He was just doing this when Janna came in through the door.

Quickly he hit send and closed his e-mail. Janna hadn't worked out today so she was still dressed from work. A pair of white slacks with a pale blue blouse over top of it. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, which made her face appear a little rounder.

Suddenly, Alex was back in Fatasy land again. His Big Fat Janna was home from work. her enormous ass was stretching the fabric of her pants while her bloated belly hung beneath the hem of her blouse. Her face was totally round with at least three chins quivering below. “Hi, Honey, how was your day?” Again, the spell was broken, and all that stood there was the slim Janna. She walked over and kissed him and he noticed a distinctive taste on her lips.

“Janna, have you been eating chocolate?”

She looked stunned and then a guilty look came over her face. “I'm sorry, yes,” she said. “But it was only a small one,” she lied.

In truth, she had gorged herself on a half-pound bag of chocolate on the way home from work and had hidden the bag in the neighbor's trash. Normally she always brushed her teeth at the gym before coming home but today she hadn't gone and was hoping to get in and brush before she saw Alex.

“It's ok, sweetie, a little chocolate every once in a while won't hurt.” Man, how I would love to feed you a five-pound box, Alex thought.

Later that night, after another meager low cal dinner, Alex got back online only to hear the familiar tone of “You've got E-mail.” He quickly scanned it and was shocked to see another e-mail from Ample Stuffing Inc. Subject Order modification processed and shipped.

He read the mail and was in total disbelief. Not only were they still sending the workout outfit, size 24 - “Size 24”? - plus there was an addition of one pair white Lycra Slacks, size 24-26 and one pale blue satin Blouse, size 4X. Wow, this was getting too weird. Alex didn't know what to do, so he did nothing. If he tried to cancel again what would he wind up with? Maybe this was all a mistake and the order would never arrive. But then how is it that her name and address were correct and that he was getting the confirmations in his e-mail?

He must have finally gone off the deep end with his fantasies. Maybe if these things did show up, it would bring his true feelings out in the open. Maybe it was time to lay things out for Janna. He wasn't sure how long he could go on pretending, anyway. His fatasies were coming much too frequently now and the only way he could get aroused was to have one. Finally, Alex went to bed. Janna was once again snoring her little piggy snore, but this time Alex realized she was also smacking her lips.

Two days went by and Alex was working late for a change. He had called Janna to let her know so that she wouldn't worry. Janna was actually relieved. Now she didn't have to go by the gym and get sweaty before heading home and she could binge a little and have her teeth brushed before Alex got home as well as the evidence conveniently hid in the neighbors garbage.

Janna didn't know how long she was going to be able to keep up this charade. She could tell she had put on a couple of pounds because her clothes felt a little tight. She wanted nothing more than to let herself go and pig out. She was going to have to broach the subject soon with Alex because lately her dreams had become more frequent and more intense with herself getting fatter all the time. The only way for her to get aroused anymore was to fantasize or fantasize as Janna like to think of it, that she was enormously obese and that Alex was stuffing her with food. Only then could she reach orgasm.

Lately, she had been spending a lot of time on the Internet on a site dedicated to BBW's and their Admirers. She was happy to learn that there were a lot of very fat women out there that were happy about their size and that there were plenty of men out there who loved them for being fat. There were even a sub group of men called feeders and women who were feedees. Janna imagined herself as one of these feedees and Alex as her Feeder. What a wonderful life that would be, she thought.

When she got to the door of their apartment there were two packages on the doorstep. They were addressed to her from a company called “Ample Outerwear,” a division of Ample Stuffing. This was odd. She remembered the pop up ad a few days ago or so and remembered looking over the clothes and lingerie desperately wishing she had the body to fill those clothes out. She was even intrigued by the grammatical error in their ad. “Clothing of all sizes that any woman can fit into.” The strange part was that she didn't remember ordering anything. This was too strange.

She set down her grocery bag and picked up the boxes; they were a little heavy, which surprised her. She went into the apartment, set down her bag, grabbing a box of Little Debbie's, which she dug into while opening the first of the two boxes. Inside was a set of panties and a bra that she remembered drooling at in the ad, however there was no way that she would ever be able to wear them. The bra was clearly marked as a 42 EE and the panties were a 28X. How it was that she'd had ordered these things, she just didn't know. She had drooled over them to the point that she had masturbated right there, but she had definitely not placed an order.

She opened the other box to reveal two outfits that looked strangely familiar. The first was a pair of lime green spandex stretch pants with extra material up front, and a pale pink tank top. She looked at the size and was shocked to see that it said size 26. Next there was a pair of white Lycra slacks and a pale blue blouse. The pants were size 28 while the blouse was a size 5X. Something clicked in her, and she went into the bathroom and went in the hamper. There were her workout clothes, lime green spandex leotard and a pale pink tank, and there also was the outfit she wore to work two days ago. White slacks and a pale blue blouse. This was now “Way Too Weird.”

She sat on the couch and absentmindedly ate the entire contents of her binge bag while staring at the clothes that she couldn't remember ordering. That was it, she had finally lost it. All this time holding herself back from doing what she wanted and denying herself. All those nights of surfing the plus-size sites, hoping to find a feeder. She must have really cracked up.

"Oh wow what is Alex gonna think? He will throw me out for sure. But maybe that is what needs to happen. I just don't think I can pretend anymore." As she finished her binge and was about to hide the evidence, she said to heck with it and left the dozen or so empty wrappers lying on the couch. “I'll tell him tonight.” She then looked over the clothes again. As she picked them up a warm tingling sensation came over her.

Alex had finished his work hours ago and had been surfing at work. He liked it when the office was empty and quiet. He was dreading going home. He just knew that he could not stay with Janna anymore and pretend to be happy. He was going to have to lay out the cards for her tonight and tell her the truth.

He was just preparing to shut down his computer when he heard the familiar “You've got E-mail.” He quickly opened it to find that it was again from Ample Outerwear, a division of Ample Stuffing. Subject packages delivered 4:00pm today.

"Oh yikes," he realized. "Janna will have found them. Now what was he going to do? Well, I guess this is best. It had to come out; I guess I have no choice now."

He shut down his computer and was about out the door when the phone rang. It was Janna. She sounded different somehow. Her voice sounded huskier. “Alex, I got some things in the mail today, and I really need to show you them and talk to you about them.” He wanted to say something, make some kind of excuse, but all he managed was “I'm on my way, see you soon.”

Janna had tried them on. At first she had sat there and stared at them. Then she had picked them up. As soon as she had touched the material an electric sense like static had hit her and then a warm sort of glow feeling. In a trance-like state, she had carried the boxes to the bedroom. She stripped out of her own clothes and then picked up the lingerie.

First she grabbed the bra. 42EE - "Wow," she thouht, "this thing is huge." She knew that she would have to put a pillow in each cup to fill it out and then it would probably wrap around her twice, after all she was barely a 32A. Regardless though, she held the mammoth bra over her tiny chest and an almost instantaneous wave of pleasure came over her. It was electric. Her legs gave out and she fell back on the bed.

As she lay there, somehow the clasps attached themselves and the bra was securely on. She could feel her breast swelling to fill in the massive cups. It was the most intense pleasure she had ever felt and she had multiple orgasms before finally passing out.

When she came to, she felt sluggish and groggy, not quite aware of where she was. Then things started to come back to her. Her hands instinctively went to her chest where she found breast much sooner than she should have. She tried to sit up and found it impossible. She looked down and stared into a cavern of cleavage. Finally, she was able to roll over and push herself up. Again, this has difficult do to her now extremely top-heavy state.

She finally stood up and staggered a little before adjusting her balance. She looked at herself in the mirror and almost had to laugh. She had seen cartoons on the FA sites of women with disproportionately large breasts and here she was looking at herself. The idea struck her all at once. If the bra did this to my top, what will the panties do to my bottom?

She staggered over to the box sitting on the dresser and picked up the panties still trying to keep her balance. The panties were HUGE. They were 28X, no wait that strange now they say 34XX. Well, here goes. She staggered back over to the bed and sat down. She found it next to impossible to bend down to put the panties on.

Finally, she dropped them to the floor, slipped her feet into the enormous leg holes and then laid back, raised her legs and let them slide on. As they slid up her legs, she again experienced that warm orgasmic feeling; when they got to her waist she reached down and pulled them over her butt at which time her body was rocked by another tremendous orgasm.

Sometime later, she woke up dazed and still a little confused. She felt both totally strange and totally wonderful. She tried to move, to sit up and found it impossible. It was if her whole body was in cement. She tried to move her head, but it was restricted by some collar around her neck.

She finally lifted her arm, which took some effort, what she saw amazed her. Her arm, if it was her arm, was immense. Her hand was puffy and each finger was a plump little sausage. She raised her other arm with the same difficulty and discovered it to be the twin of the other. She let them down and tried to rest them on her middle and found it to be a vast expanse of soft mushy flesh. She slowly began to explore it and knead it, which brought back waves of pleasure.

After a while she realized she needed to get up. But just how would she do it? Finally, it dawned on her to get her body moving and just roll herself out of bed. She grabbed her belly and started swaying it side to side. Once she got it moving, the rest was easy; she simply rode the momentum over and rolled off. She landed on all fours with a great thump. On her hands and knees, her belly touched the ground and spread out a few inches on either side. She grabbed onto the side of the bed and with great effort managed to get to her feet. After a couple minutes she was able to steady herself and walk (waddle) to the bathroom. There she stood and stared at the site in the full-length mirror.

She was as big as her wildest dream. Her belly drooped down over the top of her panties and down over the tops of her thighs, which were now at least 30 inches around. Her legs remained shapely, just much larger. She slowly turned to survey her backside and almost gasped. Her hips were at least three-and-a-half feet from side to side, and her ass jutted out behind her at least a foot-and-a-half. She now had a perfect shelf where she could have easily rested a full platter of food.

Ooh, a platter of food - now it hit her how hungry she was. And why shouldn't she be? A body like this had to take a lot of food to sustain. All of a sudden she came out of her trance. Wait a minute, this isn't right. I'm not really this big; this isn't real.

Then it hit her. The ad on the Internet. “Clothes Make the Woman.” Clothes of all sizes that any woman can fit into. It was the clothes that had made her this big. But how? There must be something supernatural about them. An idea hit her. If putting the clothes on had made her big, then maybe when she took them off would make her normal again.

She decided to try an experiment. Slowly, she reached in front of her and felt for the clasp on the front of the bra. It was extremely tight, and her pudgy fingers were more of a hindrance than help, but finally, with a pop, the bra sprang open, and her huge breasts fell down heavily on her large stomach. She slid the bra the rest of the way off and then looked at herself again in the mirror.

Just as she had expected, her breasts were steadily shrinking. Her arms, hands shoulders and face were also growing smaller as well. After several minutes, she stood there laughing at the reflection in the mirror. From just above the waist, she was totally back to normal, but from the waist down her features were comically exaggerated. Again, it reminded her of the cartoons on the plus-size websites. She was now what they would have called a perfect pear.

She decided that it was time to continue the experiment. She reached down and slowly pushed the panties down. Once they were off her hips, they slid the rest of the way down her legs with ease. Immediately, the transformation began, and she started to shrink back to normal. This caused her to be light headed, so she laid back on the bed and rested for a while. As she lay there, she tried to put it all into perspective and couldn't. This has just had to be fate. Clothes that make her wildest dreams come true. What she wanted to do was put them back on and never take them off. But what about Alex? He would never understand let alone approve. She knew what she had to do and picked up the phone.
 

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