chapter 1

You know what?

Dating a gainer is really fun, it’s a life changing experience and I want to share mine with you.



So, let’s go back in time a bit, back to before I’d even met Joey. I’d always had a fondness for those with a fuller figure, heavy guys with big bellies, chubby cheeks and chunky arms but I was guilty of something that I’m sure many people who are into bigger partners are guilty of, I never let my preference be known.

I know.

It’s a shitty way to be but at least I own up to it.

I’d fancy fat boys from afar while I let society dictate to me that I had to be seen with guys with similar physiques. I was slim but not especially athletic but it would still be a big talking point if I’d have gone out with someone who was heavy. I let my social group’s superficial ideals keep me from dating anyone even a shade chubby.

I remember I hooked up with a guy at a music festival once, he had a bit of a belly but nothing major, I thought he was really sexy and had an awesome weekend with him. I excitedly introduced him to my friends as we were packing up to go home and they’d been lovely to his face but as soon as we were on the train home the mockery begun.

I never saw him again and it still bothers me to this day that I didn’t give him a chance just because of my stupid friends.



Anyway, fast forward a few years, I’m older, wiser and not so bothered by what my friends think. Joey was a friend of a friend, we met at a birthday party and immediately hit it off. He was a big guy and I instantly felt that familiar flutter of attraction. I was so happy when he gave me his number.

Life gets in the way sometimes and we didn’t actually meet face to face again until a few months later at some other social thing, we’d stayed in touch on social media and I was really looking forward to seeing him again. He looked as good as ever and I plucked up the courage to ask him out for a date. When we talk about that time, he says he was going to ask me but said he didn’t think I'd accept because I was one of “those” girls.

We met up a week later and went for a meal, boy could that boy eat! I don’t know what I was expecting but man did he put it away, I unconsciously overate, not as much as him but I still finished the date with a major food baby, it smushed up against his big belly when he kissed me goodnight.