Ok, so this sounds like it's out of a FF story but it's 100% true.
I work part time in a small women's clothes shop to help fund my studies. Mostly women come in alone or with friends but we get the odd couple. Last week, a young heterosexual couple came in with another woman friend (who was very pregnant but that's incidental to the story). They were talking about their recent wedding, and making jokes about putting on marriage/pregnancy pounds, which was fun to hear in itself. HOWEVER, the best part came when it was time to try on some clothes. The pregnant friend said she was ready to pop (her belly was very, very large) so she wouldn't be buying any clothes. The woman in the couple, however, took a couple of things to try on - in a size 8! Now I've been working there a while and have developed a fair eye in estimating sizes, and this customer can't have been any smaller than a 16, possibly an 18 (unfortunately the shop only carries up to an 18). She was tall, around 5'8", and big all over, thick thighs, chubby soft arms, rounded ass, big boobs, round cheeks and a starter double chin, but most of all a big, round, high belly that stuck out further than her boobs! And, it just so happened that she'd picked out one of my favourite garments - a tunic with blue horizontal stripes, made of a stretchy jersey/elastane fabric. Why is it my favourite you ask? Well, it shows every little bulge and roll, even on the thinnest of customers! Reader, I wish I could describe what this luscious woman looked like in the size 8, but to my sadness she wouldn't come out of the changing room to show her partner. Ever the attentive assistant, I told her how that brand always comes up small, especially in that fabric, and got her the next size up. I actually got her the 14 to spare her feelings, which she put on and dutifully came out to show her husband and friend. It was certainly a look. The first thing to notice was her chest - it was clear to me that she hadn't upgraded her bras in a while, as her boobs looked almost cut in half as they bulged out of the cups and against the tight fabric. As she turned around to show her husband, her pillowy arms strained at the sleeves, and her back rolls bulging under and over her tight bra strap were defined in all their glory. The stripes were pulled tight across her wide hips, and the outline of her ass with its too-tight underwear was clearly visible. The most overwhelming vision, however, was the belly. It seemed to stick out even further as the stripes moulded around it, and her jeans were tight around her waist, creating a soft, flabby roll above the waistband that was only highlighted by the top. She adjusted it uncomfortably, and asked her husband how it looked. His eyes didn't light up exactly, but he said she looked beautiful and no, of course it's not too small, of course you're not really a size 12. She'll take it! (In a size 14, when a 16 would have been too small!) As her husband came to pay, buying it 'as a treat,' she talked about how she's going to wear it to work, how it'll look even better when she loses some of that wedding weight...her friend of course reassures her that she doesn't need to lose weight, at which the woman blurts out that she's 3 stone (42 pounds) more than she should be, oops! I have a feeling that she won't be losing any of that newfound flab...
I work part time in a small women's clothes shop to help fund my studies. Mostly women come in alone or with friends but we get the odd couple. Last week, a young heterosexual couple came in with another woman friend (who was very pregnant but that's incidental to the story). They were talking about their recent wedding, and making jokes about putting on marriage/pregnancy pounds, which was fun to hear in itself. HOWEVER, the best part came when it was time to try on some clothes. The pregnant friend said she was ready to pop (her belly was very, very large) so she wouldn't be buying any clothes. The woman in the couple, however, took a couple of things to try on - in a size 8! Now I've been working there a while and have developed a fair eye in estimating sizes, and this customer can't have been any smaller than a 16, possibly an 18 (unfortunately the shop only carries up to an 18). She was tall, around 5'8", and big all over, thick thighs, chubby soft arms, rounded ass, big boobs, round cheeks and a starter double chin, but most of all a big, round, high belly that stuck out further than her boobs! And, it just so happened that she'd picked out one of my favourite garments - a tunic with blue horizontal stripes, made of a stretchy jersey/elastane fabric. Why is it my favourite you ask? Well, it shows every little bulge and roll, even on the thinnest of customers! Reader, I wish I could describe what this luscious woman looked like in the size 8, but to my sadness she wouldn't come out of the changing room to show her partner. Ever the attentive assistant, I told her how that brand always comes up small, especially in that fabric, and got her the next size up. I actually got her the 14 to spare her feelings, which she put on and dutifully came out to show her husband and friend. It was certainly a look. The first thing to notice was her chest - it was clear to me that she hadn't upgraded her bras in a while, as her boobs looked almost cut in half as they bulged out of the cups and against the tight fabric. As she turned around to show her husband, her pillowy arms strained at the sleeves, and her back rolls bulging under and over her tight bra strap were defined in all their glory. The stripes were pulled tight across her wide hips, and the outline of her ass with its too-tight underwear was clearly visible. The most overwhelming vision, however, was the belly. It seemed to stick out even further as the stripes moulded around it, and her jeans were tight around her waist, creating a soft, flabby roll above the waistband that was only highlighted by the top. She adjusted it uncomfortably, and asked her husband how it looked. His eyes didn't light up exactly, but he said she looked beautiful and no, of course it's not too small, of course you're not really a size 12. She'll take it! (In a size 14, when a 16 would have been too small!) As her husband came to pay, buying it 'as a treat,' she talked about how she's going to wear it to work, how it'll look even better when she loses some of that wedding weight...her friend of course reassures her that she doesn't need to lose weight, at which the woman blurts out that she's 3 stone (42 pounds) more than she should be, oops! I have a feeling that she won't be losing any of that newfound flab...
6 years
