The Dairy of a New Feeder

Chapter 1

Dear dairy.

Today, I met this girl in the park while running. It happend right after after I tripped over this root and I fell on the ground. When I looked up, this stunning girl already came over to help me. Her eyes were this deep brown ones, I was immediately drowing in them.

"Oh, are you alright?" She asked me. "Euh ... I ... think so" I stumbled, flustered by her beaty. "Be careful to get up, you can have a concussion" she went on. She made me sit on the ground for a while to make sure I was okay. She told me her name was Eva. We started talking about how I started running to get rid of my belly, I gained a lot during and after corona (over 60 lbs). I wanted to start dating again so it looked like good idea.

"More girls like a great dad bod like yours then you think, they don't like to admit it because of society. So don't worry to much about dating with this." She petted my belly. She started to help me to get up.

I looked at her, she was this super fit girl. She had an actual hourglass figure, her running gear perfectly fitted everything. I would love to take her out, but she will never go out with a fat guy like me.

We walked for a while, she started telling me she was training to do the New York marathon in a month. It would be her fourth marathon, but probably her last one. "The last years I focused on running, I want to focus on life again. I did everything for the sport, but now I feel like that is all I do and talk about."

"I have to go home now. Don't trip again sweety" She sat and start walking away from me. I stood there for a moment, then I realized. "Wait! Eva! Wait!" I started running after her, when I almost catched up to her, I tripped but didn't fall. She stood there, shaking are head with this playful smile. "I just told you to not trip again. What was so important you had to risk it." "Do you want to give me your number?" "I tought you would never ask! Give me your phone." She entered the number, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and went home.

I decided to start writing this down, so one day I would have this love story dairy.

Btw I texted her already, I know I should have waited longer, but I couldn't get her out of mind. She loved it, we go out tomorrow night. She actually suggested to go to her favorite date restaurant, she will get the restaurant, if I came to pick her up. I agreed.

Dear dairy

I picked her up at her appartment for our date, with a boeket of red roses. The appartment is was a penthouse duplex in the middle centre of the city. She was dressed in this long black dress, which show here figure. I was wearing a shirt with a blazer, my belly was peaking out of the blazer. She must have noticed as she was staring at it with a big smile.

She invited me in, to put the roses in a vase, when I noticed the view. She had this incredible view over the city and the park. When I turned around I saw that the dinner was already on the table. "The chef prepared us this delicous meal. I hope you like it." The hole table was covered with food. I was confussed with what was happening. She started telling how she prefered some privacy and how she has this private chef that sometimes prepares meals for her.

We started eating the first course was a tomato soup with soup balls. When I finished my first plate of this delicous soup. She was half way her second plate. She started explaining how all the trainings made her very hungry. Somehow I liked that. She was really cute when she eats. "Sometimes I eat so much, I get so bloated I have a small belly. I hope you don't mind that." I got excited to see that. I told her I wouldn't mind at all. I even refilled her plate with some extra soup. She clearly liked that and finished it all.

The second course was a belgian beef stew with fries and a salad. She kept eating more of it, I even encouraged her to take some extra fries. Somehow it made me forget to eat myself. I gave her half my plate (still the first one) when everything else was finished.

"I think I never ate this much before with all your encouragement. Oh look at my belly." She was clearly sprouting a rounded bloated belly. Without thinking I started rubbing it and kissed her. Our first kiss.

"Glad you like it so much."