Chapter 1: The First Date

I'd been lost when I first met Tiana. At 27, it felt like my life was moving too fast, I'd struggled to find exciting work post university and had my heartbroken a few times. All of this weighed on me... and physically began to weigh me down. I'd porked up from a healthy, trim 80kg to a very pudgy 95kg in the last 6 months alone. My belly had begun to push out, forming the early signs of an overhang, while my moobs began to round, stick out noticeably. Behind me my ass had thickened considerably, while my thighs had began to touch halfway to my knees when I walked.

So when Tiana found me in the food court, chowing down on my second Big Mac of the day, she took an immediate b-line for me. She marched towards me with confidence, her stunning blonde hair flowing behind whilst her model-like strut filled me with fear... this chick was way out of my league.

She stopped right across from me as I tried desperately to swallow the stupid amount of meat and bread I'd stuffed into my mouth. The blonde looked me up and down, her eyes intense... focused.

"I think we should go on a date."

She was firm, as if acting off complete lust.

Who was I to say no?

Our first date was a lunch the next day, followed by a trip to the cinema, before she'd convinced me to go to an early dinner. The lunch started normal, I wore the only button-up that still fit me, though when I sat, I could feel the fabric stretch as gaps between the buttons formed, and I could see Tiana constantly looking down at them, obsessed with how the buttons grew more and more strained throughout the all-you-can-eat meal.

Tiana, herself, wore a tight blue dress. The soft blue fabric perfectly complemented her blue eyes and perfect hair, while its shape hugged her hot hips, perky ass and C-Cup tits. Just as she couldn't take her eyes off my gut, I couldn't take my eyes off her.

She encouraged me to indulge, constantly asking me questions that kept my mind busy. I completely lost track of how many times she'd gotten up to load me a new plate. I just kept eating, and eating... and she kept on starring and asking questions when needed to keep me distracted.

Eventually I was able to ask about her in return. Tiana was 28, the daughter of two bakers and had grown up helping run and bake for their world-famous bakery. She danced as a hobby for a small dance troop, nothing too demanding but it explained her beautiful body. Her father had passed away a year ago, resulting in her mother closing the bakery and gifting Tiana a massive inheritance.

Before I could ask any more questions, she loaded another plate full of mashed potatoes, gravy, fried chicken, bacon, sausages and some beef sliders in front of me. I figured that growing up in a bakery had enforced food as a bit of a love language for her, so being our first date, I obliged and kept on eating, and eating. I grew full long ago, but I kept on going, growing, buttons stretching further. I shifted in my chair a little and I could feel some stiches in the seat of my pants begin to give. Nothing drastic, but they were definitely packed full.

After two hours of gorging, it was time for our movie screening.

She watched me as I struggled to stand, I'd never been this stuffed. Eventually she grabbed my hands and helped pull me up. I was embarrassed, but the idea of someone showing that level of care for me really turned me on. As we began the slow walk away from the table, I noticed her plate was left untouched. I'd gorged myself on plate after plate for two hours straight, yet she'd never even had a bite.

The chairs in the cinema definitely were being built smaller these days. My belly had brushed the side of the chairs in front as I side stepped through our row and once sat, my hips brushed against the armrests on both sides. Tiana's intense gaze continued to watch, her smirk, as sadistic as ever, watched on as I tried to get comfortable.

My date disappeared to the candy bar, I'd told her I didn't need to eat, but she was adamant we needed a snack for the movie.

The snack was a large popcorn each, a family sized Malteser bag each, a tub of ice cream and candyfloss each, washed down with 2L's of Coke each.

She didn't even touch hers, whilst I demolished everything. Halfway through the movie, knocking back all of my candy, I scrapped the bottom of the popcorn. Hearing that sound, Tiana smirked, handing me her popcorn whilst patting my belly... "Hear, have mine, I'm not really that hungry anyways."

Again, that caring, giving nature really turned me on. So I ate. And ate. And ate. With 15 minutes left of the movie, one of my shirt buttons finally gave way and then followed an avalanche of buttons. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! My entire shirt sprung open. Buttons flew everywhere as my free belly lurched forward, slapping onto my thickened thighs and jiggling intensely. Then my pants gave way. First the seams split, then the zipper burst and then then button blew. The chain reaction of me bursting free from all my clothes took only about 10 seconds.

Tiana's jaw hit the floor. Even in the dark I could see her eyes grew more intense, more lustful and hungrier then ever. She pounced on me, landing a passionate kiss on my lips. It was a firm kiss, feeling like she was going to eat my face off. Next, she jumped on me, grinding on my chubby belly... thank god for an empty cinema.

The thought crossed my mind that maybe she was into bigger guys, but before I could take that thought an further, she slid the last of the Maltesers into my mouth.

"Time for dinner," she whispered into my ear.

Naturally, we took a quick detour to the shopping centre for some new clothes. She told me she loved the feeling of wool and cotton, so bought me a pair of grey sweatpants and a jumper. As she picked out the fit, I was adamant that the she'd chosen sizes too big, but to my shock, they fit perfectly and for the first time ever, I had to slide the waistband under my belly. My overhang was really starting to form, though I kept it full concealed under my jumper.

Dinner went much the same way as lunch. She asked me more questions about myself, my hobbies etc, all while sliding me plate after plate. I really was extremely full, but over the last 6 months I'd really grown an appetite, and I didn't want to let her down, so I continued to shovel more and more food into my chubby mouth. My jaw was in overdrive - cheeks budging to the extreme.

She didn't mind that I had very little hobbies, "I love a home body," she said. I told her how I'd moved away from my family a few years ago; "More attention for me then."

Tina was intense, I could tell she would be controlling, but I kind of felt like I needed that? I'd been feeling so lost for so long and now someone was finally telling me what to do.

And that was to eat.

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The next day, I couldn't fit into any of my clothes other than my sweatpants. I woke up on my side, my growing belly noticeably bigger than yesterday. Rolling onto my back, I could feel it noticeably slosh into place, as my growing moobs seemed to roll back even further than before.

Then I smelt pancakes.