Chapter 5 - perspectives

As friendships went, Vicky and Jenny’s had to have been one of the strangest. The fact that they were now sharing an apartment sometimes blew Jenny’s mind. She told her parents that she had met Vicky at the gym a couple of years ago; after all, it had been fairly energetic, that evening when they first got to know each other. Given that Jenny had dated a couple of girls in high school, they hadn’t believed her when she’d said there was nothing romantic going on between them. And, for the most part, they were right not to. Jenny and Vicky were friends, with added benefits, for sure. Both of them agreed that they found ‘fat’ more arousing than a person’s actual sex. Usually they fell into bed together as they got horny about feeding some fatty somewhere across the city; or, sometimes, simply because they were bored.

Vicky was very good at building up Jenny’s confidence. It was a revelation to be around someone who went after exactly what they wanted. Vicky didn’t care in the slightest what other people thought of her. She knew what she liked and what she wanted out of life, so what did it matter if other people didn’t approve? Feeding others was what she was good at; it was her purpose in life. She trained for it; developing her techniques and training to build up her own strength and stamina in the gym. The casual sex with Jenny was nothing more than that. Vicky was emphatic when she said that she only ever wanted to be with someone who was at least three times her size. It was why she trained so hard to tone her muscles, believing that she would need it to handle the sort of big, fat, obese guy she would one day call her own. Jenny would laugh at the idea. She could never imagine Vicky ever settling down with anyone, no matter how much they weighed. The girl was far too wild in nature for that.

Jenny’s friends didn’t really like her new roommate. Vicky was too intimidating for them. She looked so athletic and sturdy in comparison, and they couldn’t really see what Jenny had in common with her. Vicky didn’t want to talk about the same things as they did and wasn’t prepared to sit and listen to them talking about whatever bullshit drama they were dealing with that week. Over time, Jenny began to see them in the same light. Her friends really did take up so much of her time. She'd missed out on plenty of amazing feeding sessions with guys because of one of their dreadful birthdays, or get-togethers. She didn’t want the lives that they led, with the handsome, skinny boyfriend, dreaming of weddings and kids in their futures. Instead, Jenny had shown them a picture of the four hundred pound guy she had been flirting with on a dating app. Their reaction had been nothing short of vicious. They couldn’t understand it in the slightest. Why would anyone want to be with a guy who looked like that? Didn’t Jenny know that he was utterly disgusting? What would people say if they ever went out on a date together? Did she hate herself? Did she not feel she was worthy of someone who was actually attractive? Someone normal?

Severing those ties of friendships left Jenny with one perfect friend. Vicky understood her better than anyone else ever had. She made her realise that Jenny deserved the absolute best from life: the fattest guys and girls, as well as the kinkiest sex. All Jenny had to do was be brave and take what she wanted for herself.