Chapter 2 - Ivy

Helen couldn't wait to get home after buying the new 3xl clothes. As soon as she walked through the door, she ripped off the tags and started stuffing the leggings and top with pillows. She stuffed them fuller and fuller, until the seams were straining. Finally, she pulled the stuffed clothes onto her body. She felt enormous, bigger than ever before. She looked at herself in the mirror, hardly recognizing but deeply arousing herself. She ran her hands over her giant padded curves, squeezing and caressing. She jiggled and shook, watching her huge body move. The feeling of being so hugely fat was intensely erotic. She knew she should feel ashamed of how she looked, but all she felt was arousal and bliss. She took more and more photos of her giant padded body, sending them to her online community with the message "Going one step further ;)" She couldn't wait to see their reactions. As she caressed her enormous curves, she started to touch herself more intimately. The feeling of being so hugely, indulgently fat brought her quickly and intensely to orgasm. She didn't know how she would ever go back to her normal life now. This was what she had always craved, and now she had it.

Helen sat down to eat dinner in her enormous padded body, and it was an incredible experience. She felt like she really was indulging in a massive feast, eating more than she ever had before. With every bite, she felt like her giant body gain weight. The tightness of her clothes and the effort of moving her huge form was intensely arousing. She wanted to never stop eating, to gain weight without limit, even though she knew it was impossible.

After eating, Helen tried to get on her computer to see the reactions to her latest photos, but it was an incredible struggle. Her huge body barely fit in the chair, and her padded arms could barely reach the keyboard and mouse. Yet the difficulty of maneuvering her giant form only increased her arousal. She was too fat, far too fat, and yet that's what excited her most of all.
Though it was difficult to type and maneuver, maintaining the fantasy was worth the effort.

As she replied to each message, she imagined herself as the hugely fat woman in the photos. She described how it felt to be so enormously, indulgently padded, emphasizing her arousal at her immense size and her difficulty but determination in embracing her new body. With each reply, she drew the fantasy out longer, not wanting it to end. But eventually she reached the last message, and she knew soon she would have to take off her padding and return to her ordinary self. Though part of her looked forward to resting from the physical struggle, she wished she could stay endlessly in this state of being the fat woman she had always longed to be. Still, she knew this was only a temporary escape. Her hands lingered on her giant curves before she began pulling off the padding, bringing the fantasy to an end—until next time.

As Helen was taking off her padding, she received a message from a woman named Ivy, proposing they roleplay Helen's weight gain fantasy together. Ivy wanted to pretend to be Helen's feeder, encouraging her to gain more and more weight, while Helen played her feedee self, giving in to her desire to indulge and balloon in size. Despite her exhaustion, Helen couldn't resist the opportunity. She and Ivy started an online chat, with Ivy praising Helen's increasing appetite and softening curves as Helen feasted on imaginary meals to satisfy her feeder. Though the padding was parly gone, the fantasy felt vividly real as they spun an elaborate story of Helen gaining hundreds of pounds at Ivy's urging. More than ever, Helen didn't want the fantasy to stop—but eventually, Ivy had to go, and Helen was left alone with the remains of her padding and an intense longing to turn the fantasy into reality.

Helen and Ivy's online relationship flourished as they spent more and more time roleplaying Helen's weight gain fantasy. Every day, they created increasingly elaborate scenarios and pushed the fantasy further. Helen's imagined appetite grew without limits as Ivy lavished her with praise and encouragement to gain more and more. They started sharing photos, with Helen sending heavily padded shots she claimed showed her real gain. The fantasy felt more and more real, and Helen's longing to truly gain felt harder to resist.

Though Ivy lived nearby, Helen didn't have the courage to meet her in person. As much as she longed to make their fantasy a reality, facing Ivy and the world as her padded, gain-seeking self was too intimidating. She was afraid of being seen and judged, and worried Ivy would realize she wasn't truly as fat as her photos suggested.

But the idea was powerfully tempting. When she was wrapped up in her fantasy life with Ivy, her ordinary life seemed dull in comparison. She didn't know how long she could maintain this double life, or what would happen if her two lives collided. But for now, she couldn't bring herself to stop. Her desire had taken control, and wherever it led, she would follow.

Yet Ivy persisted in asking Helen on a date, and eventually Helen relented, with conditions. She chose a restaurant on the far side of the city, where she was unlikely to encounter anyone she knew. She would wear layers of padding under a tent-like dress, hoping it would be enough for Ivy to overlook her body's contours. More than anything, she was nervous about how Ivy might react to her in person. Would she be disappointed by how Helen really looked? Would she expect their fantasy relationship to transition to something realistic? Helen wanted to indulge the fantasy, not change her life. But she had gone too far to stop now. She entered the restaurant, heart pounding, padding straining, wondering what the meeting would bring—longing and fear intertwined.

As Helen walked into the restaurant, she noticed people glancing at her strangely. Her massive padded body drew eyes, and she saw confusion, judgment, and even disgust on the faces of those who looked her way. Her heart pounded with embarrassment, but also arousal—she felt horribly self-conscious, but also excited at being seen as the fat woman she had always fantasized of being.

When she reached the table Ivy had reserved, Ivy's eyes lit up. Ivy was tall and athletic, wearing elegant designer clothes that accentuated her fit figure. Her hair was silky blonde, her makeup flawless, and her smile radiant. She looked like someone from a glamorous world far removed from Helen's ordinary life.

She took in Helen's enormous form and said "You look even more beautiful than your photos." Helen flushed with pleasure at the admiration, but part of her wondered if Ivy truly realized she was padded, not genuinely fat. As Ivy gazed at her with desire, she decided that in this moment, she didn't care. All that mattered was immersing herself in the fantasy, and worry about the rest later.

Helen blushed, arousal and anxiety warring within her. "Thank you," she said. "It's lovely to finally meet you, Ivy."

"The pleasure is all mine," Ivy purred. She glanced openly at Helen's enormous body, and Helen felt a rush of excitement at being so brazenly appreciated for the fat woman she had always wanted to be.

As Ivy led Helen to her seat and they talked, every glance and casual touch was electric. Helen forgot her anxieties, losing herself in the fantasy of Ivy lavishing attention on the hugely fat woman she believed Helen to truly be. More than anything, she wished Ivy would never realize the truth. She wanted to live in this fantasy forever.