Chapter 2 - the beginning of her end...

Then one night, I guess she got sick of me blowing her off, bc she just showed up. Granted, i said she could, but I never thought she would actually do it. I awoke from a nap to see her standing above my bed.

It took a second to identify her. This figure above me was not a fat girl, but it was a far cry from the tiny Coke head that turned all the boys heads in school. Maybe 30, 40 pounds had piled onto her body! Chunky thighs, a plump round ass, huge heavy titties, and the highlight of it all- a gut! Not a huge one, but an obvious excess of fatty, lardy gut that pushed her top forward just enough to embarrass me for her.

And it appeared that she somehow hadn't noticed that she had become chubby. She had stuffed her bloated legs into extremely tight leggings, crammed that big ol' ass into a tiny denim skirt, and stretched a tiny shirt over her expanded tits and (barely) over the thick roll of her belly. Her fleshy arms were being cut into by the sleeves of the top. Hell, even her feet looked fat in those strapped sandels. I wasn't sure how she could move at all, let alone show up to a guys house like this.

Most guys I know would have feigned an illness or just told her straight up that she looked gross, but I have always had a thing for the pudgy girls. Something about the way their bodies wiggle around and peek out from their clothes makes me want to get in their porky little bodies right away. Something about a girl who cannot even control where her gut is flowing.. maybe it's sick. But the look of this former babe, standing above my bed, stuffed into an outfit made for someone 3 sizes smaller.. it was all I could do to contain myself! She looked so clueless and tubby, so desperate and slutty, and FAT! I had to move over and let her onto the bed.

She tried to pretend she wasn't surprised by how big I had gotten, and for a moment I did feel nervous. Then I looked over her pudgy, overfed body and realized that on some level, she had to know she wasn't that same hot girl anymore. So I relaxed and even let her take me home. But just in case the power was still skewed, I wouldn't *** for 4 more dates...