New to weight gain

chapter 2

I put on my favorite shorts last week only to find that my ass wouldnt let the band sit on my waist. The band could only sit ontop of my ass and with it being that low, my stomach spilled out in front of them. It was clearly showing through my workout shirt. I don't know if I can wear those shorts again. If I pull them up, then I cover a tiny bit of my stomach fat but expose the bottom of my ass and get a camel toe. This didn't use to happen. Has my ass really grown that much in a matter of months? They fit so perfectly last summer and now it's a year later. No way I can gain this much with all the exercise I've been doing... well i guess eating sweet bread and cookies after walking for an hour leads me to the state I'm at now. Anyway, I'm happy though that this is the higgest my boobs have been. I kind of want to keep gainibg so they get bigger but i don't want them to be heavily overpowered by my stomach. Sometimes I fantisize about not being able to walk through doorways because of my hips and arms being too wide. I hope to break a chair some day. Or at least hear it squeek. Yesterday as I sat in bed to read something to turn me on, I heard my mattress springs pop a couple times. That got me pretty excited. Someday i hope to be face to face to my future husbands stomach when a button or two pops from his tight button down shirt, and I see his belly in slow-motion expand and jump out of his shirt. I want to see him surprised and embarrassed. If his shirt pops open on our first date, I'm pouncing. I keep imaging going on a first date or a blind date with a handsome gentleman and he recently gained a bit of weight so all his clothes fit a little tight. Enough for my enjoyment but not enough for him to get new clothes for the date. And as we eat dinner, I suggest and provoke him eating more. And when we're getting up to leave the nice restaurant, I can see that he's a bit uncomfortable with the tighter shirt, so he pulls it down, and it loosens a button. He doesn't see it but I do. It makes me excited so we go for a walk to the nearest ice cream shop. I say i want some even though i just want him to eat a little bit more. I see his hesitation and I gently hold his hand, rub his arm lightly and playfully, and say "pleeeeease? I'd love to get you a dessert so we can be together for just a little longer." And he smiles and agrees. To my surprise he gets three scoops instead of one. It's like he forgot about his tight shirt and insecurities. We stand outside in a lit alley alone. It's nighttime. He eats his ice cream as he has his back against the brick wall. I slowly eat my scoop in front of him. He can't stop smiling and neither can I. Has he noticed I like his belly? I like seeing him eat. Especially to see him eat enthusiastically the way he's eating his ice cream right now? "I've had a really fun time" I look up at him. He says the same. He looks in love. I feel the same. I feel my face getting hot and red. I look down a bit then look down the alley. He keeps staring at me. He takes a spoonfull of his ice cream and when he finishes, he asks, "would you like to hang out again?" I smile and look back up at him and I guess my looking up at him surprised him enough that the button finally popped. It wasn't subtle either. I had smiled and looked up at him and then I see his stomach bulging out in front of me. He looks terrified and stares at my expression but then we both turn our heads after we hear something loudly ping the metal trash can on the opposite wall. The trash can moved a bit side to side with the sudden impact of the button. That was the strongest button I've ever seen. I turn back to look at his stomach and he- still looking terrified and stares at my face- quickly drops his ice cream to use both hands to pull his button down over his bulging belly. His belly was covered by his shirt but it still hung nicely out. I looked up at him and he looked like he wanted to run. I put my hand over his arm, "Tristan," I say softly and quietly, "it's okay." I move my hand up to his ear to touch his hair with my thumb. I maintain eye contact so he really understands it's ok. He's still nervous and terrified and still looks like he wants to run. He also looks confused. "I- I really like you Tristan." I say as I move my other hand around his neck. God he has a beautiful thick, strong neck. "What?" he lets out. "I really... really like you." I come closer so his stomach is pressing up against mine. He slowly puts his arms around my waist. We look at each other with dreamy eyes and it feels like I'm flying. I tip toe to give him a soft gentle kiss on the lips. As i start to lower myself, he takes me by surprise and yanks me up and closer to him as he kisses me with all his might. I can feel my body and face getting more and more hot and I feel his shirt had ridded up because of him pulling me up. I kiss him back of course and he puts me back down. His stomach is exposed a bit, I can see it without even looking down. We kept staring at each other and breathe deeply until he looks down and realizes his shirt rode up and exposed his belly. Right before he gets to it, I grab his shirt and slowly pull it down as I tip toe to kiss him again. He puts his hand over my hand and as I step back, he takes my hand into both of his. His hands are big and strong and warm and rough. Why are they so rough? I like it. He looks at me with his lips slightly parted and says "I uh-" i smile. I like that he's so nervous. "I like you. And um- can we meet again? When I get a new shirt?" We both laugh. If I could just throw him into a bed and rub his belly for him all night, I would. I want to lie naked next to him. Lightly rub his belly and put my leg over his as if to claim him. My vagina right against his hip to stay warm. I imagine him popping buttons in our future bedroom. Or maybe out in public again. I can't wait for him to tell me that none of his clothes fit. He'll always be so attractive. "I'd love to go on a second date with you." I smile.