Christmas Foodbaby

Chapter 1 - Dec. 25, My girlfriend's family

I know the Christmas season is your favorite. You love the decoration and lovely atmosphere but also staying inside all day, enjoying Christmas cookies and other pastries. But you also love the Christmas markets with lots of different delicious foods and Glühwein, a hot drink with alcohol, perfect for the colder season. And as every year, the season of feasting and indulging has its climax on the Christmas holidays.

Today is December 25. We are invited to your family for lunch along with coffee and pastries in the afternoon. For this day you have bought a special outfit. Your mother is always commenting on your size, and since we moved together, you've gotten noticeably bigger. But we haven't seen both our families since summer. And during the colder season, staying inside all day and snacking on never-ending Christmas treats didn't exactly help to slim you down. Therefore, you bought an outfit just for the purpose of hiding your belly during the visit. Your plan: a push-up bra with a very wide blouse. Your boobs were already big, even without the push-up, but now they look gigantic, forming a tent with the blouse to hide your belly. Like a curtain. It’s not the greatest idea, but it's the best we came up with...

We met your family at a restaurant. It was a warm welcome. The restaurant was really nice. It was offering a special Christmas menu including a starter, main course, and dessert. It sounded really delicious. But as expected, just as we wanted to order, your mother commented on your weight again and said it would be better if you skipped the starter and dessert or, even better, just got a salad. 
This really hits you hard. You didn’t give an answer and just ordered a salad. But don’t worry, I got your back. I ordered the full menu. We shared the starter, and then came the main course, roasted goose with a nice thick sauce and dumplings (a typical German Christmas dish). But you were clearly struggling with your salad. It was hard to see you torturing yourself like this. 

“It was delicious, but I couldn't finish it”, I said.

And so I pushed my plate right to you. I could really see how relieved you were when I passed the food on to you. And after we finished the main course, it was time for dessert.

“The roasted goose was very delicious and filling,” I said. “But I think I am too full for dessert.“
And that said, I passed it right to you. “You can have my dessert.”

3 scoops of ice cream with hot raspberry sauce and whipped cream. Of course your mother wasn't happy about it, but I didn't care. The only thing that matters is that you are happy! And so you started to dig in to the dessert.

The meal was delicious meal but you were far from full. It's good that we had a rather large breakfast this morning because this Christmas dinner wasn't even an appetizer for you.
As always after lunch, the family is invited for coffee and pastries at your parents house in the afternoon. We hurried so that we would be the first to arrive there because you wanted to show me something.
It was an old photo album.

When you showed me the old photos of your parents, I was shocked. Your mother was really fat! Not just slightly overweight but really fat, you could completely hide your chubby body behind her. I knew you had good genes, but seeing this photo of your mother left me speechless.

“Me and my mother, we have many similarities.” You said.
“In her youth she was very thin too. But when she married my father, she started gaining weight. She also had a tendency for binge eating, just like me. But at some point she started dieting. It must have been torture for her, but she managed to lose most of her weight. And now I think she can’t stand it that can I let go while she is holding herself back.” The comments from my mom are not nice, but she has only good intentions, and I still love her.”
Now I started to understand the whole thing with your mother.

Suddenly your brother entered the room.

“I can confirm that. Mom stepped on the scale yesterday. She had gained 3 pounds in the Christmas season. Our mother can be such a drama queen,” he said. “By the way, I have the special present for you that you wanted."

“Ok, coffee is ready,” we heard your father announcing.

Your family prepared a big selection of cake and cookies. But just as you wanted to start digging in, your mother stopped you once again. “Only one slice for you.”

An uncomfortable moment of silence.

Suddenly your father intervened: “Come on, let her enjoy some sweets. It’s Christmas after all.”

“Ok, fine,” your mother replied, “but don’t overdo it!”

It was an awkward moment, but besides that, it was a nice afternoon. Your family is really nice.

After we finished eating, the presents were exchanged, and then the Christmas visit slowly came to an end. We said goodbye to your family and drove off.

Even though it was a Christmas dinner, you were still far from full. You really held yourself back and only ate one slice of cake and one christmas cookie. Suddenly your stomach started rumbling, and you said, “Maybe my mother was right, and I am really way too big. I mean, look at me. I am a fat, lazy mountain of blubber. More than twice the size I should be. But I am just always sooo hungry. What do you even want with someone my size?... It's only because of you that I've gotten so fat! You made me this giant, lazy mess!”

A moment of silence.

“You know, I love you just the way you are,” I replied. “I will always keep you happy, and if you crave something, you can have it without restriction. I know you, and I don't want you to pretend to be someone else. I want you to be yourself. And if that means being a fat, lazy mess, then so be it. The most important thing is that you're happy.”

Another moment of silence.

“I didn't mean it that way,” you then answered. You always take such good care of me. I love you.”

“I know, I love you too, always.
And I know that you are getting a bit moody when you are hungry, and it was also a stressful day, so let's get you something to eat!”

“Yeah, I suppose I really am like my mother. At least when I am hungry.”

And so we stopped at a drive-through, and I ordered you some burgers with fries and a milkshake. That will do it for now until we get home. After all, it's quite a long way to go.

“Tomorrow we are invited to my family,” I said. “I hope things will go better tomorrow. They can also be a bit fat-phobic, but at least they don’t say anything out loud. But the only thing my parents are always commenting on is the fact that we still have no children yet, like my sister.”

“Oh, don’t worry, everything will be alright, and today wasn’t even that bad,” you said while munching on a double bacon cheeseburger. “And besides that thing with Mom, it was nice to see my family after the long time. And hey, do you want to try the weed my brother gave me?”