Chubby seduction

chapter 1

Chubby Seduction

I was home from my freshman year at university. I had gained thirty five pounds and I was now, pretty much officially fat! I was on five foot ten inches tall and carrying two hundred and twenty two pounds. I had a forty five inch waist and I was forty three inches around my fat butt. The only thing, was I loved the extra pounds! I had gained the first ten on dorm food. I rushed a fraternity and moved into the house after the Christmas break. Our house cook, an obese German woman, who loved chubby guys, made sure I got more than enough to eat. That’s where the additional fifteen pounds came from.

I was at a local Italian restaurant with my mom, who was admonishing me about eating too much. I thought, “Than why did you want to go to an Italian restaurant then?” The restaurant was owned by a local family, whose daughter was in my graduating class. She was a little hotty slim, flat stomach, A-cup boobs, thin thighs and a tiny butt. Like most girls, she paid no attention to me, though she wasn’t rude and the few interactions were at least polite.

I really wanted to pig out, my mom was on me constantly at home, “don’t eat that Davy, oh that’s too much, put some back dear, you really should get some exercise…” I managed to order a serving of lasagna, my mom rolled her eyes, but didn’t embarrass me in front of the waitress.

I was looking around the dining room and spotted a really cute waitress who was quite overweight, wearing tight black stretch pants, a tight shirt. She had an adorable pot belly and nice thick, round thighs and a round, soft, jiggly booty. I could see panty lines from a very tight bikini cut panty. I was smitten.

My mom, cleared her throat noticing my interest. “It’s too bad that Gina Pesco let herself go like that she had such a nice, slim figure in high school. I’m sure her mother had something to do with her gaining so much weight, she’s so obese.” I was stunned by the comment, thinking, “This chubby hotty is skinny little Gina, holy shit!” Now I was turned on, thank goodness that I was seated at a table and had a large linen napkin in my lap.

I needed to use the rest room and excused myself from the table. I went in the rest room and in to a stall, cleaned myself up and peed. I washed my hands and was leaving the rest room, which is really close to the kitchen. I felt something soft push against my fat butt and turned to see who or what it was.

It was Gina’s adorable pot belly, she smiled, “Hi Dave, it’s nice to see you again.” I stammered , “It’s nice to see you too, Gina, how have you been?” “Oh pretty good, Dave, I have been working here since graduation. Working here has had an effect on my figure, I’m afraid I getting fat.” My knees almost buckled at that comment. I managed to stammer again, “Gina, I think you look great. I’m the one who’s gotten fat. I’ve gained thirty five pounds this past year. She smiled at me, “Dave I think you look great. I have to get back to work, do you have your cell?” “Yep, right here.” Gina gave me her number, twitter, and Instagram accounts, I gave her mind. “Dave I’d love to see you and soon.” She said, gently poking my soft belly fat.

I got back to the table, I finished my lasagna and I wanted dessert. The waitress came up with a huge slice of cheese cake smothered in sauces. “This is from an admirer.” She put it down in front of me. My mom scowled, “Davy, that will go right to your tummy!” I just smiled and started to eat it. I looked around the dining room and saw Gina by the kitchen door smiling at me.

We left fifteen minutes later. My mom lead the way and I looked around and spotted Gina, I patted my belly and she giggled.

My mom thought I should get some exercise, but I didn’t. I went up and took off my dress shirt and trousers and pulled on some sweat pants. I started cruising the internet looking at fat girls etc. My phone buzzed and I looked and it was an Instagram from Gina. It was a photo of her in just a bikini panty and bra. Her belly was bulging out in front of her. I pulled down my sweat pants and took a shot of my fat belly, showing some of my fat butt in my tight nylon briefs and sent it to her.

Five minutes later my phone buzzed, it was Gina calling. “Davy, I want to see you so bad, can you come over to my house and hang out tomorrow before I have to go to work?” “Sure Gina I’d love to. I really liked your Instagram picture.” She giggled, “Well I adored yours, how about ten thirty?” “Gina, that sounds great.” “Davy, bring a brief style swim suit, if you show up wearing trunks, I’ll be mad at you.” “Don’t worry.” I replied.

The next morning I drove over to Gina’s house. The main reason that Gina had to go work in the restaurant was that her dad got very sick. He had passed away and now her mom, Angela ran the restaurant. Angela went into the restaurant early to start getting things ready. They did a lunch service, but dinner was where they made the most of their money.