Highschool sweethearts saga

Chapter 2 - Big Things to Come

This is the second of a 3 part story requested by ssbbw_charlotte on instagram
And so, they did, it soon became a habit and James Morency and Sarah Bowen had been continuing to meet every Thursday for a meal and a chat for just over a month now. Every week the meals seemed to get more decadent and carb-heavy, and, while her parents kept up the diet, Sarah was starting to gain some weight. Her already bottom-heavy figure was beginning to show it as her widening hips, rounder ass and thicker thighs stretched her already tight pants even further. Her previously toned stomach now looked more relaxed with a little bit of chub. While obviously a secondary attraction to her ass and thighs, her breasts also had begun to fill out more, not much, but enough that the bra she wore always felt a bit small.
At school, she remained the matriarch of her group, bossy and stubborn as always, but, every now and then, she’d glance off and find James looking back, almost in a daze. She’d take a moment and smile back at him, before resuming whatever she was doing. Throughout this first month of their budding relationship, they barely interacted outside of their Thursday night meetings, but, as time went on, they grew closer still. They now sat with each other in breaks and classes and people then saw a very different side of Sarah. A vulnerable and loving side that fit so perfectly with him, it was like a match made in heaven.
She finally had someone to share her woes with, finally someone to talk to about the things she’d kept hidden. He loved her and he loved how easy it had been to warm her cold heart and help her to make a true friend, however, for all her truthfulness, he still kept his feelings hidden. When they’d cuddle, he’d imagine how amazing and soft she would feel if she just gained a little more. When she came over to his house and they sat on the couch, he let his eyes wander like his mind already was, seeing her bigger, fatter, softer and so much cuter.
However, a few months more, and people had begun to talk. Only whispers, mind you, but they were the seeds of doubt that begun to grow. Sarah had been gaining more and more as the two of them continued meeting and getting closer still. Her ass had changed most noticeably, now it and her hips were noticeably rounder, and the crease above her thickening thighs could be seen getting bigger. Her belly now housed a cute little chub, the beginnings of a roll of soft, supple fat. Unbeknownst to everyone, except, of course, James, Sarah had gone up a bra size and needed to replace all hers so that she could still wear them comfortably.
Absent as they were, her parents simply did not notice her weight gain, minimal as it was. All they had noticed was that Sarah was no longer complaining and whining about their forcibly imposed diet. Taking this as a success, they happily allowed her to go on more shopping trips and often provided the money for her to do so. Little did they know that the sudden spike in clothes shopping was not because she wanted to show off her dieting body, but because all her clothes were so tight to begin with, slutty as she was, that now she had gained a little, they simply wouldn’t fit.
A few more months passed and the whispers grew louder, as loud as they could while still remaining whispers. Sarah had grown significantly by then and more had changed. Being the leader of her group whilst simultaneously being absent from it most of the time to spend it with James, who was now officially her boyfriend, had led her circle to dissipate and friendships to drift and dissolve. And, after two futile attempts to bring them back together, she gave in, now spending all her free time with James, who was more than pleased at this bittersweet dilemma.
Sarah was now very chubby, while still not being a full-fledged fatty. Her belly was nice and soft now, and poked cutely over the top of any pants she wore that weren’t high-waisted. Her chest had ballooned even more, a whole bra size again, and still spilling out the top and sides just a little. The biggest development, however, was her ass. Her wide hips now stretched the sides of large sized pants, and her butt was expanding almost out of control. The seat of almost all of her pants were stretched to fit her rear, and, since she still mostly wore shorts, rode up the roundness of her rump to show off all of her massive thighs, which were now big enough to chafe at the knees, and the bottom of her aforementioned ass.
More than a little annoyed by the developments, her parents altered her diet to no longer allow for breakfasts and only a small lunch, “To stop her from snacking”, they reasoned. This change yielded no result, as James now insisted on making her a daily breakfast, as well as their Thursday dinners. Sarah thought nothing of this but that her boyfriend was simply being thoughtful, however the ideas of feeding and fattening her had been festering in his mind for quite a while now. Imagining her growing bigger and fatter had quickly become his favourite pastime. He jumped at the opportunity to have more control over her diet, making sure to cook up eggs, bacon, pancakes and other such goodies to help her gain weight even quicker.
This secrecy and plotting were not done with reckless abandon though, indeed this veiled charity took its toll on poor James. Each night he’d lie awake, tossing and turning, wondering what would happen if she caught on. He blamed himself for the destruction of her friendships and tried to apologize to her several times, before being quickly shut down. Scenarios ran through his head at all hours, and, when they weren’t about how to stuff her or how to make her grow even fatter, they were about how to break the news to her. He imagined tantrums and fights, but he also imagined docility and, he hoped, a secret desire to gain that she had been keeping from him.
Time went on and as they grew closer, more doubt and fear crept into his mind. Thursday came round again, and, like clockwork, a much chubbier Sarah arrived at his door than when they’d first begun.
“Hi James” she greeted joyfully, stepping forward and embracing him in her padded arms. “How are you?” she asked politely
“I’m pretty good” he lied convincingly, “better with you here”. Whilst the second part was not a lie, it still stung him to thing of his deception. “Come inside” he shook the thoughts from his mind “I’ve made a wonderful feast for you”
“As always” she giggled innocently, making her way down the hall and out to the dining room once more, turning to look at the table, whereupon she found that a feast had indeed been made. The plates of food almost covered half the dining table and where heaped high with all manner of pastries, roasts and decadent desserts, all ready to be eaten and enjoyed by her. Turning to him and wrapping her arms around him, she abruptly planted a kiss on his lips.
“You’ve really outdone yourself this time” she smiled. They both walked around the table, coming to their seats and digging in. James picked delicately at his steak, savouring each piece as he watched Sarah devour plate after plate of food. He smiled at her as their eyes met and she smiled back, continuing to consume the vast amount of food before her. However, at this point, she began to slow down, and, by the last plate of mains, her pace had slowed to a crawl. Intrigued, James watched on, finishing his plate and stacking it with all of hers.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, concerned. As if that was the catalyst, she began to cry, sobbing and hiding her face. He worriedly jumped up and rushed to her side, wrapping his arms around her and trying his best to comfort her. “What’s up Sarah, why are you so upset?” he asked, fearful that he’d done something wrong, or worse, she’d caught on to his scheme.
“I’m so fucking fat” she said, her throat already dry from her bawling. “People laugh at me, they think I can’t hear them, but I hear their whispers and giggles and see their pointing fingers” her wailing intensified as she said this and James held her close.
“It’s ok Sarah, they don’t matter” another plan forming in his mind, “Remember what you were like, confident, bold, if a little bit bossy and stubborn. You didn’t care what people thought then…”
“I know” she replied, cutting him off, “but I care now, I care what people think, especially you. Do you think I’m fat?”. Caught off guard by this question he answered
“Yes Sarah, you are fat, and I wouldn’t change it for the world”
“Why? People hate me like this, they think I’m just a pathetic fat pig” she answered, crying once more
“It doesn’t matter what other people think Sarah, how do you feel about it? How do you feel about being fat?” he asked, trying desperately to lead the conversation to his benefit
“I… I hadn’t thought about it” she stammered, letting her hand rub her huge soft thigh, squeezing it slightly. “I… I like how it feels” she said, a tone of realization coming through as she put her hand under her shirt and felt the warm, soft and doughy texture of her chubby belly spilling into her hand.
“I… I like being fat” she said, surprised, “and I love your cooking too”. She looked up at him, her red eyes no longer crying. He gazed lovingly back into them, wiping her tears away with his hand as he gently brushed it down her face.
“W… what if I were to get bigger?” she asked, shyly
“Would you like to get bigger” James answered with another question, to which Sarah nodded, almost embarrassedly. “That’s alright Sarah, because…” he rested his hand on her plump thigh, feeling it sink into her soft flesh, “…I like you like this. I love how soft you are getting and I think it’s so adorable”
“Really?” Sarah asked, pleasantly surprised, if a little confused
“Yes” James answered confidently, “I love how amazing you feel in my arms when we cuddle, and I love how my hands press into your fat and how your cute body jiggles as you walk, and… I think you love it too”. Sarah looked into his eyes, so many thoughts and emotions spinning in her mind, but when their gaze met, all she saw in him was full and pure love and adoration.
“I do” she replied, surprising herself, “I do love being fat, and I want to get fatter with you” she reaffirmed, much more confidently than before. At this they wrapped their arms around each other, the tension that had been building finally released as they sat together in one another’s embrace. As they cuddled close together, Sarah cried tears of joy and relief, knowing that no one mattered anymore, as long as James loved her, and James’s mind finally fell silent, as the doubts and guilt of deception lifted and he could finally live in the moment, without fear of what the future would hold.
After this emotional and pure moment had drawn out long enough, James gently pulled away and asked her politely;
“How about we finish these desserts on the couch?”. Sarah smiled from ear to ear, her tear-stained eyes now filled with joy.
“I’d love that” she replied. They both arose from the table and she sat on the couch as James moved the plates of decadent sweets to the coffee table and then sat by her, plate and fork in hand.
“Open wide” he toyed, lifting a forkful of cake to her lips. Sarah smiled and opened her mouth, taking the first bite of a delicious tiramisu and cuddling close to James for the start of a very adorable and romantic evening.
After hours of mouth-watering treats and shy kissing, Sarah had finished off the last of the desserts. Even though they had been together for several months now, they were acting so shyly and cute with each other, that if anyone were watching, they swear that this was their first date. They looked at one another with such purity and awe, when they touched, they were so gentle and delicate, as if touching a flower or a day-old kitten. With the food gone, their hands were now free, and they cuddled together once more, giggling childishly as they ran their hands over each other’s skin. Sarah feeling James’s toned biceps and rubbing her hands over his abs and pecs, James gently squeezing and groping her already massive thighs and letting his hand rest and rub her belly, now bloated with all of the night’s meals.
With no small amount of apprehension in his voice, James then asked;
“Do you want to stay over tonight”. In a heartbeat Sarah answered
“Absolutely”, wrapping her arms tighter around him and holding him in her loving embrace. James smiled with relief, and stood up to help the heavily stuffed girl to his room, where they promptly laid down together and resumed their cuddling. As she laid on her side and snuggled close to him, he slipped his arms around her soft and bloated form, resting his hands on her huge ass, feeling it wobble as his hand made contact and giving it a generous squeeze, before settling in for the night. Soon they had both drifted off to a pleasant slumber and slept peacefully in each other’s arms with not a worry in the world.