chapter 1

When I was in highschool I had such a crush on a fat blonde football player named Wes. Sadly, for multiple reasons he was not into me. One being that I was a “freak” and he was a “jock”, but more interestingly, he appeared to be attracted to the same body type of women that I find attractive, thick - chubby with huge boobs. I did not look like that at all in high school. I was slim and thick (for the time) on the bottom but with very small boobs, I was also always trying to decide between letting my hair grow and keeping it short, I didn’t have that long sexy hair that most people find attractive, I didn’t have great skin, I wasn’t super tragic, many guys did find me attractive but I definitely have had a “glo up”.

I still remember the pie eating contest that he participated in for a pep rally. He was eating it so vigorously he accidentally pushed the pie off the table onto the floor. He proceeded to throw his thick sexy body to the floor to continue eating it. 💦💦💦💦I’m sure many people found it amusing but I found it super fucking hot. I can’t remember if he won, I wasn’t really thinking about that….

I never thought I would see him again, and I never ever would have thought he would have approached ME! I would have also assumed he left the area, but no, right there in Trader Joe’s. I saw his broad back first and of course it caught my eye. From his broad shoulders to his thick round love handles! Yum! As he turned around I was able to take in his big round, yet soft belly, which was where I looked first until I realized that I was staring and I didn’t want to make the guy with this luscious body feel insecure about his impressive girth. My eyes traveled to his face. Oh my God! Is that him? I was kind of embarrassed since I was nuts in high school and I’m hoping that he doesn’t remember that!

He looked to be about 5’8 and 350 lbs, in high school he was probably about 200, maybe a little more, he was definitely noticeably chunky, especially compared to the other guys who always just looked like scrawny little boys to me. Probably how I had looked to him as well. But in the years since high school I’ve definitely changed, still edgy and different but the hot “Suicide Girl” version. From my high school weight I’ve packed on 25 lbs of soft fat, filling me out along with my 650cc breast implants. My skin is clear, my hair is long and thick with some help from extensions and my makeup is much more natural and tasteful.

Eeek! Now he has spotted me! He’s walking towards me! I don’t know what to do! He asks if it is in fact me, and when I say “yes” he tells me that he was flattered by my crush on him in high school, but he never thought I would look as hot as I do now. Everyone in High School knew I loved fat guys, I dated probably the 2 biggest in the school, (my God they were both so hot!) so he was very confident flirting with me knowing his much fatter figure would most likely be a bigger turn on to me. He asked if I was involved with anyone, “oh my God, he’s just fucking with me, this is going to be a joke”. I told him no, and he said he’s been single for 8 months and he’s gotten to the point that he’s over it and is looking to date again. Then, (so fucking hottt) he pats his huge belly and says “but as you can imagine, not every girl is so into this” (oh my God it’s jiggling! And him being a little self deprecating is sexy and vulnerable too!) then his eyes started to twinkle and he added, coming closer, almost whispering “ but that’s not a problem for you is it?” I shake my head “no” slowly, staring straight into his eyes. He smiles and says “I Still can’t believe I’ve gotten this big, my last girlfriend left me because of how fat I was getting - and that was 50lbs ago!”

Now my pussy is soaking wet, this is one of the many reasons I never wear white pants, the only person that needs to know how wet I am is him and it’s almost too obvious that he knows exactly what he’s doing to me. Neither of us purchased anything that had to be refrigerated so he asked if I would like to get a drink and maybe hang out after. Which definitely meant he was not taking his time “fucking right” I think! I’m not really a little ho or anything but it is very very few and far between that I feel that animal attraction to someone and you’d better be sure I will handle that! In my whole life I’ve only really been that attracted to about 10 guys. Apparently like 70% of America is overweight yet none of those people seem to be smoking hot guys. Though I’m happy to say that I had gotten to at least mess around with almost everyone of them. If it sounds like I think like a guy, yes, when I comes to that I do! It’s hard to think about much else when you have the very hard to find, perfectly “your type” guy in front of you! I just can’t wait to see how big and fat that belly really is!

We get to the bar, we steer clear of the booths, there is no way his 350 lb body is squeezing in there! We sit at a table and it’s so sexy how he dwarfs the chair, his thick sides hanging over were the seat should end. I look into his eyes and I can tell he is just as thrilled as I am. I just hope he doesn’t think I’m into anything super wild in bed, people often assume that, little did I know then that we were into the exact same thing. We talk about what we have done since high school while we browse the menu and then he brings up his weight again. “Everything I want is what I shouldn’t have, the way I’ve been gaining I’m getting kind of scared” “ I guess I just got too comfortable in the relationship and then once we broke up I just went crazy. Toward the end she was really trying to get me to diet and I would go on horrible crash diets until I couldn’t stand it anymore, and then once I was off the diet I missed my favorite foods so much I would eat like a pig, often times hiding it, pretending to still be on the diet, acting like I didn’t know why I wasn’t losing any weight, in fact I was gaining, she was suspicious and then when she found the pizza boxes and fast food bags in the garbage she knew. She accused me of loving food and being a lazy *** more than I loved her, she said I was disgusting and had a problem and left, she came the next day to pack up all her things.”

“I’m sorry, that must have sucked, I get it though, I hate to diet, also I don’t think it really works unless you make permanent changes, for me it would be to stop drinking, I would lose at least 15lbs, I’ve done it a few times, but I would always wind up drinking again, so I get the struggle. But I think you look amazing, and you look so young! That’s one of the good things about a little extra fat. But I can see getting scared and feeling out of control”

“You don’t have to worry about your weight at all, I’ve always liked thicker girls, I think you know that, of course I love boobs but I love a little belly as well. I think that’s why it’s been hard for me to really commit to losing weight, I don’t think I look bad, I’ve never ever been skinny, I didn’t know why anyone would expect me to be that way, I was over 200 lbs in high school, I’m sure you remember how chunky I was. I just think people look better a little plumper than most people do, so it’s hard to try to hate fat the way everyone else seems to. Actually…..”

“What?”I asked, with a hint of innocence in my voice, but I think I know where it’s going!

“I actually kind of liked when my ex would try to humiliate me into losing weight, I could NEVER tell her that, she would have really thought I was sick! Sometimes she would even make me try to sit in a tight booth just to see how I was too fat for it, the table digging into my belly, or if it was a booth with a movable table she would push it in to my belly and tell me that’s how tight every booth is going to be if I don’t stop stuffing myself with fattening food, it was so humiliating but I loved it! It’s hard to not be able to be open about that with the person you are sexually involved with. Wow, I know I’ve been forward but I don’t know how I’m telling you all of this!”

I giggle “It’s like that for most people with me, I don’t like to talk about the weather, tell me something interesting, like your deepest darkest secrets!” I laugh again, “Also I’m very open, and people feel that, so don’t feel weird or anything, plus you know I’m into size so I’m sure you could assume that other things go along with that.”

“Well, what do you think? Are you loving the ex-jock pathetically eats himself into a tub of lard trope?

I raise my eyebrows and slowly nod. “So order what ever you want, it’s always nice to see someone eat something they enjoy” (I think about everyone in the restaurant being horrified by seeing such a fat pig carelessly feed him himself even fatter, God that’s fucking hot. Imagine if we saw someone that he haven’t seen since highschool, imagine the shock when they see not only how fat he’s gotten but also that he’s with me! If they knew about my taste then they would probably actually blame me! And there is a good chance of that. But for me I just want a guy to feel free, I don’t want them to purposely gain but whatever the opposite of what his ex girlfriend did to him, except for the humiliation part!)

“You won’t be embarrassed to be seen with a big fat guy feeding his face greasy fatty food in front of everyone?” He says with a sly smile

“Not at all, we don’t want you wasting away, do we?” (“I want to ride every fucking pound of that! Mmmmm!!!” I think). I’m getting so turned on, talking like this in public is such a sexy tease the quote “make you quiver with an-ticia…..pation “ from Rocky Horror comes to mind. I want him bad though, it will be