'chubby Chaser Gone Rogue!'

Chapter 1: Super-stars obsession

Trisha was a superstar.

The perfect 6.1 105-pound beauty but to John she was his everything.
Wind Back to college, John was a jock, he rocked 180 pounds of muscle + a well-established basketball career. He loved living and aspiring to do better things especially with his girlfriend at the time Jess. Most people wondered why he dated Jess, whilst she did rock generous bust and hips she was much more overweight than John realised. She was packing around 325 pounds at the time giving her a wobbling ponch and an apron belly which more than covered her jeans.

But to John love was blind, he loved her spicy personality, her appetite considering she really enjoyed her food and not to mention she was a sex expert. Even though she was big, in the bedroom she gave the aspiring athlete a run for his money. Wheelbarrow, doggy style, reverse cowgirl, 69. Those are just a snapshot of the things they get up to but more importantly, John was content, he’s never really dated anyone before that point so getting together with her was so delicate and pure, he was always smiling which wasn’t something he’d ever felt before.

However, within the space of a few month things were going downhill as there was a certain someone who was getting in his way. Trisha.

Trisha at the time was the most popular and sort after girl, nobody didn’t know her name, however, when she approached John to ask him out John was more than a little weirded out by the exchange. At the time, he was enjoying a nice meal with his GF but with the interruption whilst he was heading to the bathroom, he was a little taken of guard.

“Hi”


“Oh um, Hi? I’m just heading to the bathroom so don’t worry I’m not gonna dine and dash.”


The girl let out a hardy chuckle before realising that he didn’t appear to be joking.

“I don’t work here… Look just to get to the point, I like you. You are everything I want so we are going out, there’s a beautiful restaurant to doors down from this shack, order me a drink and a good salad.”


Whilst he was very stunned by the arrogance she was exuding, he did remember a similar instance with another one of his Jock friends, she asked him out and they had a good night, however after the outing she got mad because he was eating the food a little fast and ordered a large meal for her.

“Sorry I have a girlfriend.”


“That’s cool, I asked your friends about you, and I know how traditional you are, so that’s calm. You can have 5 to break it off with the buffalo real quick.”

His patience was wearing thin, so he decided to be as direct as he could to stop her advances.


“Hey! that’s my girlfriend. I know you are used to getting what you want in these instances, but this little stunt is making me more and more repulsed by you. Take a hint.”

Her jaw hung open with amazement as to what happened. With a gentle smile he walked back to his table.


“We ready to go, where’s John?”

Linsy was Trisha’s best friend and wanted to enquire as to why he was returning back to his seat.

“He rejected me.”

“What?”

“He rejected me for a blob, a literal pig.”

“Wow. Ok, well his loss, let’s get out of here.”


Linsy could feel the furious anger in her friend’s voice, she knew that John was probably the most sort after guy on campus, but it was clear that John wasn’t like the other jocks, he seems more refined and clearly not Trisha’s type however, Trisha’s ego was on a rampage, and it was leading to something nasty and uncalled for.

Sometime later, Trisha persisted with pursuing him however, instead of the previous approach she tried 2 things that were a little extreme. The first was to embarrass Jess, although as far as that went, it appeared that nothing was doing the trick, the first plan was to invite her to an already paid for buffet, Jess arrived and did enjoy herself. Whilst she was tearing into her food, Trisha arrived and pretended to already have plans.

“Hi…Jess was it? Nice to meet you, funny bumping into you here.”

Jess, nodded and then headed back to dining on pizza, Jess had a tendency to roll up the pizza into roles and then eat them, as the daughter of 2 chefs she enjoyed her food more than most. Trisha was painfully aware of that as she examined Jess’s body.

As she approached her, she could already see her ample backside jutting outside the open space on the back of the chair, with a slight rip in her leggings revealing a purple pair of shiny underwear although as she approached from the side, there’s a clear sight of her side fat spilling over the chair. She could make out 3 distinct rolls and a bit of a shelf in between her doughy back and lethargic buttock.

As she approached, she could see the plates and filth all the around the brunette. For a gothic piggy she couldn’t help but stand out as the sounds of burps and chewing were unparalleled.

“You’re Trisha right, nice to see you again. Don’t think we’ve talked since high school.”

Trisha was confused, but after looking at her jiggling chin and rounded face she found it familiar. With a little imagination, she was able to remove those and realised they’d met before. Jess (known as Jessica back then) was in her friend group, she was the cheerleading squad captain.

“Jessica! No way, Is that you?”

“In the flesh. Or well, at least under it. I hear you are doing some modelling now. How’s it going?”


Trish was in shock; her most dazzling thought was seeing Jessica training in the morning with 2 hours of cardio followed by 2000 sit-ups for her rock hard abs. Now Trish could imagine sticking a hand in that pudge only to have it sink into pure blubber whilst she sends out a series of loud burps.

“It’s great, back in the day, I think you could have done it. Look I didn’t know it was you, so I’m going to make this quick. I’ve been sleeping with your boyfriend. It kind of just happened.”

At this point, she knew she had her full attention as she’d stopped chewing her food, by that point she knew she had the landwhale by her rolls.

“It started a few weeks back, we met a few times and I thought he was single, but afterwards my friends told me you 2 were going out. I’m really sorry.”

“That doesn’t really sound like my boyfriend, he loves me the way I am. You sure you have the right guy?”

“Look, I didn’t want to say anything, but I think he’s dating you as part of a bet with his friends. I heard it from his mate Nate.”

Whilst Jess was not a stupid girl, she was starting to believe that this was real considering that she knew his friends’ names, although the main driving force was that Jess felt that their relationship was too good to be true at times. Since she gained nearly 150 pounds after stopping training people would actively avoid her not to mention her breakup with her high school sweetheart.

In her mind, she could remember the day they last were together. In the act, he berated her, squeezing her belly, slapping her ass and yelling every insult he could state under the son. Back in reality it was clear that Jess was believing her bullshit story, at this point Trisha had to muster every ounce of focus to stop herself from laughing. At this point, she was ready to drive in the knife and go in for the kill.

“Hey, I know this is upsetting but it’s clear that you guys have something to talk about, it’s clear he’s not into you and was probably being nice. If you don’t believe me, just give him a call and I’ll even stay here with you.”

“Sure I’ll… wait where’s my phone?”

“You must have dropped it, hey, you could just meet him at practice and talk about it then right, anyway, I gotta get home I have a delivery.”

Stealing her phone was a hard thing to do but when she was in the middle of a burger, she was able to jam a hand into her fat roll and pulled it out, it was tightly packed into her pocket but somehow Trisha’s desperate plot was advancing.

NOTE: Sorry for taking long, I'm working on 5 other stories and I didn't want to just start uploading without taking my time, don't wanna burn out. 😅 I'm going to work on this one to get back in the grove of things. - Mike
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