Is That Me? - by Taien (~BBW, Romance, Eating, ~SWG)

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Is That Me?
By Taien

Chapter 1 – The Awakening

It had been years since I had seen the blonde girl-of-my-dreams that had passed me up earlier in life. I remembered a sweet, innocent girl whose intellect and creativity were unmatched.

When I ran into her the other day at the gas station, I could not believe my eyes. She had always been busty...when we were both 16 she was a D cup...but she was wearing a low cut top that revealed two huge bulging spheres of girl-flesh. She also had gained a small potbelly, which I thought made her even more becoming. Her butt had plumped up a bit, gaining a delightful roundness that stuck out and made that sexy round curve at the bottom of her cheeks. I could tell this last fact because her pants were quite snug. The bulge of her love handles was obvious.

I was caught eyeing her up when she noticed me. She smiled, and opened her arms wide, indicating I was to give her a hug. Her boobs wobbled as her arms stopped in their open position. Her beautiful blue eyes twinkled as she observed the effect her body still had over me. She giggled a little. SO sexy.

When we were done hugging, which I thoroughly enjoyed, I said, "You look amazing. What have you been doing?"

She laughed outright, creating delightful motion in her overflowing shirtline. "If you haven't noticed, I'm like 30 pounds heavier. But to answer your question, WoW and Ben & Jerry's."
She indicated the four tubs she was carrying to the checkout.

I smiled and said, "Yeah, you look amazing. I've never seen you so beautiful."

She blushed a little. "Why was it that I didn't go out with you again?" she joked.
I smiled, and she said "You wouldn't believe it. None of my shirts fit. I outgrew my last bra last week. It was a double-D cup."

Either she was oblivious to the effect this had on me or intended it, but I was beginning to get turned on. And I'm kind of hard to hide (nyuk nyuk), so it was only a matter of time...

"I still think you look even more beautiful than the first time I laid eyes on you." And I wasn't lying. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her kind smile beguiled me. How could someone so beautiful be so kind and fragile?

In the meantime, she was wondering why I was joking with her.
'Who could possibly appreciate this bloated, fat form of mine?' she thought. 'I'm like 160 pounds now, and he's acting like I'm sooo sexy. Could he possibly be attracted to...this?'

I observed her absentmindedly stroking her bit of belly-fat that poked out form under her shirt. "Uh, Rebecca....you better stop that, you're going to cause someone to get hurt."

She looked at me and her hand froze, and then she noticed the bulge in my pants, and she giggled again...her deliciously huge melons bounced and shimmed as her gaze pierced into my eyes.

'He does!' she thought. 'He likes it! And that means....I can too!'

Chapter 2 – The Night Out

It had now been a week since I had seen Rebecca. My life is fairly busy, and so I had a lot of things to think about in my daily life, but thoughts of her and her blossoming figure were prevalent and kept emerging when I least expected them. I had given her my number that day, hoping that seeing me would spark some lost interest that she had been missing, but as of yet I had not heard a peep.

When I got home from work for the day on the Friday of this week, I immediately went to relax on my couch, after having worked hard all day. I'm not one for manual labor, but I do spend all day on my feet, so it's nice to relax after a long day.

I had just popped open a beer when the phone rang. I wasn't in the mood to get up, so I was going to ignore it, but just then the caller ID popped up in the corner of my television screen: "Rebecca."

(Author's Note: I realize real caller IDs have last names, but I'm not using one here as this is based on a real person.)

I jumped to my feet and got to the phone by the next ring. I tried to calm my breathing and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi...is this James?"

"As a matter of fact, this is his butler," I joked. "The master is out in the pool, shall I fetch him for you madam?"

She laughed a little, and in my mind I saw what this did to her body's supple curves. "I know it's you!" she said. "Are you busy tonight?"

"Well, I was going to go out and cure cancer, but I guess I can put it off. What's up?"

Ignoring my joke, she said, "Well, I was wondering if you'd like to go out to eat with me...I haven't eaten since lunch and I'm starving!"

Leaping at the chance to see her again, I agreed hastily. "Where would you like to go?" I asked.

"I'm thinking Arby's. Or we could run for the border." It was at this moment that I recalled her affinity for fast food, and wondered if maybe it hadn't contributed to her bulging bustline and delightful potbelly.

"Hmm, out of those choices I'm definitely going with Taco Bell. Want me to meet you there?"

"Nah, I'm feeling lazy tonight," she responded. "You pick me up."

"Yes ma'am. Be there in 10. You still live on Albert?"

She indicated that she did, and I practically bolted to my car. Having already worked during the day, I was already dressed and mostly kempt. Plus I couldn't wait to see her again.

When I pulled up to her place, she was sitting on the stoop. As she stood, my eyes bulged out; she was wearing the same outfit from last I had seen her, but now it seemed somehow even tighter. Her breasts were practically wrestling with each other to escape the flimsy fabric. Her hair was tied back into ponytails, which made her look a few years younger, and which I found very sexy. As she bounded to my car, her pigtails bounced along with the rest of her. Her potbelly now propped the shirt up even higher, and her belly button was exposed, albeit just barely. She looked exceptionally hot.

She opened the door and plopped in, and her body wobbled. "Hi! What's doing?"

"Ah not much, just got off work. I'm completely beat. You look amazing tonight, by the way. I don't know what it is, but you seem to glow."

She smiled, and thought 'He has got to have noticed that I gained almost ten pounds this week. This shirt is going to burst off me if I'm not careful!'

"Thanks," she responded. "But I think I better go on a diet soon, or I won't have any clothes left."

My heart nearly stopped at this. "Becky, if you diet, I will die. You look amazing."

She blushed and shifted, and I noticed that her legs rubbed together a little. Was she turned on?

'Oh mab,' she thought. 'I am SO hot right now.'

"Shall we?" I asked, and when she nodded I began driving to the nearest Taco Bell. I found it hard to drive as I kept having to look at her, to know that she was real and really in my car. I also couldn't stop tracing her growing curves with my eyes.

We reached the restaurant, and being on my most gentlemanly behavior, I opened the door for her and helped her out. She needed it too, as she was clearly not accustomed to being THIS top-heavy. She teetered a little, and straightened up, which caused her breasts to jump once. SO sexy. She smiled at me and I held her hand as we entered the establishment.

"Ahhh, fine dining at its.....finest," I joked as we went inside.

Chapter 3 – The Restaurant

As Rebecca and I entered the restaurant, I watched her sexily inflated buns strain her undersized jeans. I couldn't help but stare with reckless lust as her cheeks pooched when she opened the door. The fact is, her ass was as sexy as the rest of her. I just wanted to pinch it...

"Ouch!" she exclaimed as my fingers pinched a generous amount of her booty. Of course I hadn't really hurt her, she was just surprised. "Stop it, my butt is getting too big for that."

"Actually," I countered, "I think it's just starting to be big ENOUGH for that." I flashed a devilish smile, and she blushed a little. SO sexy.

We approached the counter and I swear her eyes got about ten times bigger. She looked back and forth, up and down, obviously struggling to decide on something. "Want me to go first?" I asked. She nodded.

"I'll take a Burrito Supreme, no tomato or onion, and extra sour cream. Also a Chicken Gordita Supreme, same way. And a large Mountain Dew."

The cashier punched it in, and I gazed over at Becca. She was still undecided, and had her finger in the corner of her mouth as she thought about it. Suddenly she realized it was her turn and hopped up to the counter, creating quite an erotic bounce in her belly and boobs.

"I'll take....um....two Cheesy Gordita Crunches...um...and two Soft Tacos. And then....I'll take a Chicken Fajita and two orders of Nachos, please! Ooh ooh and a Caramel Apple Empanada and a large Mountain Dew!"

My eyebrow raised at her.

"What? I'm hungry. And I didn't think you'd mind."

I gave her the obligatory roll of the eyes, and dropped a $20 bill on the counter. I turned to walk away, but the cashier stopped me.

"Uh, sir, it's $22.50."
I smiled on the inside, because I knew that Rebecca's order had made up more than 2/3 of that price. I dropped another five on the counter and got my change.

"Man, I'm starving!" she said, rubbing her belly, which was still quite exposed by her insufficient garment.

"Could've fooled me," I said, blurting it out without realizing. I froze, hoping I hadn't just looked a gift horse in the mouth, but instead of being angry, she giggled, and her huge bosom bounced cutely.

"Yeah, I've been eating a lot lately. Hope you don't mind!"
“Not at all, my dear, not at all.”

(to be continued)
 
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