chapter 5

I found a place of my own since we had lived together for over a year. For a while I felt quite listless and aimless. This whole gaining thing had taken over my life, it had been my sole focus for a long time.

To my surprise, when I looked in the mirror I didn't hate what I saw. True, it wasn't the form I would have picked for myself, but somewhere along the way I had learned to accept it. To see the beauty in my size.

That didn't mean that I planned on staying so fat, however. I began adjusting my diet and working in some light exercise. I also changed jobs to something more interesting and picked up some of my old hobbies. Slowly the gray skies opened and the sun began to shine again and I felt more like me than I had in a very long time. I even found myself hoping that Lindsey had finally found the happiness she was searching for.

I began going out more, meeting people, even going on a few dates. I found my approach to dating was much different now. Although I still enjoyed the sex very much, I was looking for something else now.

One may think that it would be difficult for a heavier woman to get dates, but it seems like a little confidence goes a long way. Either that, or there are a lot more chubby chasers than I thought.

It took almost two years, but I had gotten back down around 180. I didn't have much desire to lose more weight, I thought I looked delightfully curvy. I still exercised regularly and ate a fairly balanced diet, interspersed with the occasional weekend binge. I found stuffing myself remained an erotic experience, the pressure of an overfull belly pressed down on my sweet spot in a wonderful way.

One Saturday I stopped by a fast food place on my way home from shopping for some clothes to order a sinfully large meal to enjoy and ran into someone I hadn't expected to see.

"Kaylee?" I asked.

"Hey, Brit!" Kaylee exclaimed. "So great to see you!"

"You too," I said.

She didn't look quite as heavy as I remembered, or maybe it was just that I was bigger now.

"So you and Lindsey aren't, uh, you know, huh?" she asked.

"No, we broke up a while ago," I told her. "Have you seen her?"


"Umm . . ." Kaylee paused, looking uncomfortable. "Sort of . . ."


"What does that mean?" I laughed, wondering why she was acting so odd.

"Sorry, I just, I mean, I didn't know if . . . anyway, we've been dating for like the last year," she said.

"Oh wow. Really?" I asked. "I mean, that's cool, I don't have a problem with it. So how's she doing?"

"Well, she's the reason I'm here," Kaylee chuckled, still acting kind of weird.

We had arrived at the front of the line and she put in an order for an outrageous amount of food.

"I see she hasn't really changed," I joked.

"Ah, well, she kind of has a bit."

"Actually . . . wait, you've been dating a year? Why, um, this is weird but . . . why aren't you heavier?"

"Maybe you should come with me," Kaylee said. "I think that might explain a few things."

I still didn't know what was going on but agreed with Kaylee's request. We got our food and went out to her car. On the ride over we caught up a bit, I told her a bit about how huge I got and how even now I got a thrill from eating. Kaylee said she did too and actually gained almost 20 pounds during the first month of dating Lindsey.

But then . . .