Chapter 4 - It all adds up…

Christmas time was a great moment in Taylor and Jade’s relationship. Taylor flew Jade to North Carolina to meet his family, and they spent two weeks eating, drinking, and soaking in the much needed time away from the grind.

Jade’s new, thicker body caused Taylor to find himself persuading her to the bedroom more often— and one day after the New Year rang in— Jade suggested that she try birth control so that they wouldn’t have to use a condom anymore. Taylor had read some questionable things about birth control online and was a little hesitant, but he said it was ultimately her decision…and also that he definitely wouldn’t mind doing without rubbers. He had also read on almost every site that the number one side affect of birth control in women was weight gain— due to higher levels of estrogen in their bodies. He couldn’t argue with that possibility.

She started taking the pills the following week. Life resumed as usual for both of them until the world came to a screeching halt in March…when Covid took the world by storm.


Jade’s work life became the sole focus of her attention for the next year. Being in the medical field during the start of Covid was radically challenging and Jade just seemed to fall into a near constant state of stress — heavily compartmentalizing her home life from her school and work life. Taylor would wake up often in the middle of the night to find Jade still on the couch— cradling a bag of packaged cookies, glass of wine in hand, watching 80’s slashers on Shudder and avoiding sleep. She was drinking a lot more as well.

Jade’s weight gain came on this time much more rapidly. Months and months of poor food choices, disrupted sleep schedule, and nightly over indulgences really began to add up. She often blamed her birth control pills for why she craved sweets so much, but the reason was irrelevant to Taylor. Their sex life flared up more and more— a result of Taylor’s excitement over each month’s new gains on her figure.

The hardest year of both their lives finally passed, and by March of 2021, Jade had absentmindedly put on another 35 pounds. Her once cute and perky B cup breasts had now become solid and heavy 38DD’s that stretched the fabric of all her outgrown tops. Her ass and hips had become significantly wider and more dense with extra fat. Her face, for the most part, had remained slender and youthful— but a doughy roll of chub was starting to form underneath her chin— blending her once sharply defined jaw line seamlessly into her neck fat from the side now. Again, though, most of the added weight continued to pile on to Jade’s now impressive double belly. Her lower belly hung out a good inch or so further than her breasts now, standing up, and was now the most exaggerated feature on her body.


Taylor secretly fawned after every inch of Jade’s growth, while she became increasingly more insecure and touchy about her body. He had seen women before with similar body types to Jade’s, and had a feeling her stomach would continue to be the first thing to grow if she continued putting on weight.

Taylor caught a glimpse of a vitals chart the following April from a recent urgent care visit Jade had left lying out— and noticed her weight read “228 lbs.” He had guessed she was in the 220’s, but it was different seeing it confirmed in front of his eyes. Jade was turning into Taylor’s dream woman, and he prayed she would only keep getting bigger.

Meanwhile, Jade’s weight gain was becoming undeniably noticeable to anyone that knew her before their relationship. She had put on almost 70 lbs since she had last hung out with several of her friends, and likewise for the majority of her family members. She wasn’t the type to post full body photos of herself on social media either, so pretty much everyone besides Taylor, her co-workers, and closest friends had been in the dark about her transformation. As Covid-mania started to diminish— she was experiencing more awkward moments of reconnection. Her weight gain had started to become, quite literally, the elephant in the room.

Thankfully their relationship remained more or less stable throughout all of this, as they were good at mutually supporting each other through their own rapidly changing life landscapes— but soon their sex life became more complicated.

In the bedroom, Taylor couldn’t help himself anymore. He took every opportunity to squeeze and jiggle Jade’s belly and added fat rolls. He would grab onto her lower belly when she was on top, and he would play with it obnoxiously when he took her from behind. Jade had long since become accustomed to the way her stomach turned on her man, but Taylor’s growing obsession with her added weight honestly began to annoy her. She didn’t fully understand his infatuation. She hadn’t exactly considered hard dieting, but it wasn’t like she was planning to be fat for the rest of her life.

In the beginning, when she was skinnier, Taylor would hint at the kinky fat admiration things he wanted her to do for him. Now that she had this big, doughy belly hanging off of her waistline, though, he would all but beg her to let him *** belly button (which she had to admit did sink pretty deeply). He asked her one time if he could just fuck the pocket of fat beneath her belly and her thigh.
She couldn’t wrap her head around that one, and just rolled her eyes.

Sometimes he would beg her to sit on his face and suck his cock. He loved feeling her heaviness on top of him in any way he could get it. Sometimes she would indulge him, and he was actually really good at getting her to climax with his tongue— but the problem that stirred inside Jade was that outside of their relationship, she didn’t really want to identify with being “a fat girl.” All of a sudden, she was finding her accidental weight gain becoming the center of everyone’s attention.

Taylor’s lust for her was becoming too focused on the part of herself she was most ashamed of. They never openly talked about his fetish, but he was now painfully open about it. He even loved to watch her get dressed in the mornings…making comments like “Wow, you look amazing in that dress…”
—when the dress was clearly too tight and embarrassingly outlined her overextended belly and ass.

“There is NO WAY I can wear this out! I look like a blimp!” She would snap back, exhausted with his fetishistic praise.

Jade didn’t want to be upset with him. Taylor was sweet and affectionate, and in all other departments he was a fun, competent and dedicated partner. They had endured some extremely challenges times together and would always share that bond… but Goddamnit, Jade began to think, he was going to have to get used to the idea of her losing weight soon. She resolved to shed atleast 25 lbs by the end of summer. All she would have to do is some light dieting and give up drinking for a while, and then she would be in good enough shape to exercise herself back down to the 190-200 lb range. She had felt pretty sexy then and could live with a little extra thickness from what she was used to in her early twenties. Taylor would still be turned on in bed because she would always have atleast a little tummy, right?

While Jade spent the next several months swapping burgers for salads and chips for celery sticks…Taylor had passed a point in his obsession over Jade’s newly thickened body. He had had a taste of what his fat, beautiful girlfriend could look like with 70 extra lbs…and he felt like he would go mad if he couldn’t see what an extra 20, 30, or 50 lbs would do to that luscious double belly. He imagined it far beyond that too…

Almost without thought, Taylor retaliated by stocking the pantries with twice as many snack cakes and treats as they would normally keep around. He knew sweets were Jade’s vice. He started ordering deliciously greasy take out meals from Door Dash multiple nights a week— before Jade could come home and cook healthy dinners for herself— and would feign ignorance as to why he ordered so much food for himself.
Guiltily, as though wanting to avoid wasting food, Jade only needed a little push to indulge in 6 or 7 slices of pizza and a box of brownie bites before she would catch herself. Taylor knew in the back of his mind that he shouldn’t be encouraging Jade to gain more weight— but at the time, she still had never really vocalized her negative feelings surrounding her weight gain to him. Most of the complaints he witnessed had just been frustrated pouts about her clothes not fitting right, or making jealous comments about other girls’ beach bodies in films that she would never have. He may have been wrapped up in his zealousness, but Jade was also not the greatest communicator in the world.

Jade soon slipped back into her usual routine…not possessing the willpower wanted to believe she held. In a way too, her weight gain was just another aspect of her life she naturally compartmentalized. It allowed her to indulge herself with comfort food in a way some part of her clearly relished.

January of 2022 finally rolled around, and Taylor toasted Jade at their families’ New Year’s Eve get together. She was wearing a loose-fitting floral patterned dress that had trouble masking her now 245 lb body. It hadn’t slipped Taylor’s attention that 3 people in the last week had asked Jade if she was expecting.

Jade had continued to grow outward, with again a small amount of the growth spreading evenly around her arms, thighs, butt, face, and breasts— but the majority of the fat had settled once again at her waist— creating an even more exaggerated muffin top belly that now extended both wider and further beyond her breasts. The lower portion hung heavily now and gravity had begun pulling it downwards. It hung several inches— mostly covering her likewise sagging fupa she now carried beneath. It bubbled out just below like an extended fat roll. Taylor’s favorite thing to do in bed now was to suck on her pussy fat as he went down on her.

Jade, however, was continuing to challenge Taylor’s kink and bedroom requests. She was disappointed in herself for abandoning her weight loss goals and becoming even bigger. Too often she found herself lifting and plopping her huge gut on his face while sitting on Taylor’s chest— or she would entertain his recurring plea to smother his face with her fat…but these sometimes just felt like unreciprocated sexual favors. It’s not that she didn’t enjoy these aspects of the sex— in fact, contrarily— her bigger body felt pretty amazing to heave around on the bed. She was discovering new sensitivities to touch on her fatty parts- like her bum, belly, breasts, and thighs. She even found she enjoyed the overall softness of her body, especially her belly. It was, in reality, more a mental and emotional struggle. Society had been programming her to think that fat was bad for the majority of her life.

Taylor wasn’t, at least, entirely insensitive to Jade’s feelings. He knew sometimes when to slow down with the fat focus. He was actually REALLY good at making her cum. They still had chemistry, and it wasn’t as if it all that bad. She just wished she could understand his infatuation. She had never met anyone that shared Taylor’s sexual preferences for big women. As more and more time passed, she began to release more and more of her skepticism on the whole topic. It was starting to become just another part of daily life.

In truth, she was just too damn busy to really worry about it all that much anymore. She still felt like the same Jade, even if she was 85 lbs heavier— and she still was pursuing all the things she had set out to do in her early twenties.

April of 2022 rolled along but Jade’s weight had finally seemed to stabilize and then actually dropped some. It hadn’t exactly been intentional. She had stepped on the scale one day before work and saw the numbers “227.3” pop up. Taylor had partnered with another local landscape architect, taking on twice as many clients, and hadn’t been spending as much time stocking the pantries and going out of his way to put calorie laden food in front of Jade every day.

Sex began to slow down. Jade had started picking up more night shifts at the hospital and their schedules conflicted more, making it harder and harder to find time.

The halt of Jade’s gaining, followed by her 20 lb loss didn’t go unnoticed by Taylor. She was, of course, still plump— but the skin around her belly and breasts had become much saggier, her stretch marks were turning gray, and her body just didn’t seem to glow with the same rosiness and fullness as before. He felt somehow like he was losing a part of something that obviously meant a lot to him, but he didn’t want to openly say anything or make Jade feel guilty about her body in any way.

All of a sudden he found himself spending more and more time jerking off to images in his mind of Jade putting the weight back on …and then getting even bigger. His head filled with porno-like scenarios of her ass, belly, and tits expanding and ballooning—and he had to fixate on this more and more in bed with her just in order to cum.

It was around this time that he started keeping the personal journal under his mattress— where he indulged in boyishly written weight gain fantasies centralizing on Jade’s beautiful gut expanding. Taylor’s fixation on his girlfriend’s body had moved beyond an obsession. It occupied his brain at almost every waking moment when he wasn’t working or focused on something else…