From Football to Fat

Chapter 1 - The Awakening

Matilda Brisbane had worked her whole 18 years of life for this moment. The tanned, athletic brunette had finally been drafted into her dream Australian football team. It was something she'd always dreamed of, growing up watching the men's, and then finally as the popularity of the women's league grew, she could see an opportunity to persue a career there.

So naturally, Tilly had been in great shape her whole life. She wasn't extremely muscular but had a cute perky booty, bigger than most of the girls playing in the league.

But that all changed, very quickly.

It all started when she was in her first pre-season, where the club was checking the players skin folds to make sure that they were staying in shape as elite athletes. Tilly felt the pinch of her skin nervously, followed by the nod of her trainers in approval. She felt another pinch, lower on her slightly soft hips. The trainers again, nodded, before one muttered, "we'll need to keep an eye on that."

Immediately Tilly's heart rate began to rise, but not in the way she'd expected. Was she kinda... Turned on? Was it the idea of her being a bit naughty? A bit rebellious?

She brushed it off. It was time for training.

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That night after training, Tilly was scrolling through Instagram and saw a post from her club; "New recruit Tilly looking primed for a big season." The smoke show swiped through the album; a collection of photos that showed her leaping into the air, marking the ball and kicking a few goals. Tilly smiled, she knew she looked great, and the comment section reaffirmed that.

"What a hottie."

"Damn, finally a reason to come watch"

Someone even commented a few squirt emojis which made Tilly chuckle as she bit her lip.

But the athletes comment scrolling was stopped as her stomach let out a loud rumble. After her first major training session she'd definitely worked up an appetite. The hottie turned to her meal plan that the trainers had provided. She'd already eaten her allocated food for the day and there was no chance she'd risk getting her career off to a bad start by not sticking to her meal plan...

But as her stomach let out another loud rumble, Tilly felt that hot feeling again. That one of rebellion. She could feel her heart quicken. She was suddenly more horny than she'd ever been. Why was this turning her on so much? Mindlessly she walked into the kitchen, creeping quietly so as not to alert her parents, and she opened the fridge. It was filled with all sorts of goodies that her parents had stocked up on. Cakes, brownies, chocolate.

And she began to eat. And eat. And stuff. Stuff herself more. She felt her toned stomach begin to curve out, bloated from the rich brownie and buttery cake. It was so sweet. So hot. So good.

The girls mind was elsewhere, transfixed with stuffing herself more and more. Bloating and curving out. And before she knew it, Matilda was back in bed, deep in a food coma. Her bloated belly rising and falling with the stuffed girls heavy breaths. She looked pregnant. A certified food baby was definitely growing within her.

As Tilly dreamed, she pictured herself in her sports kit. But the soft material was stretched around a fat belly. Her fat belly. And she stuffed herself more and more, smiling like a maniac as the future sports star grew before her own eyes.

Between her legs grew wetter than ever, and as dawn broke and the athlete awoke, she began to question herself. Was she into this? She felt her belly, it was still slightly curved and bloated. Curiously, she gave it a big poke, her finger dipping into the cute cushion. Was it softer than usual?

Again, her pussy pulsed. So naughty. So exciting. So hot.

And as Matilda got herself dressed into her club polo and shorts, taking note that the elastic of the latter felt slightly tighter as she pulled them up over her behind, all she could think about was the mcmuffins she was about to order on her way to the club.