Homecoming

Chapter 1

Fanny came home from college. Unfortunately, she had put on the "freshman 15." As she was unloading her car, she noticed Augustus - the boy next door.

They had been on a couple of dates when they were in high school, but nothing ever serious. He was mowing the lawn. He was in one of his old ripped up shirts and torn shorts. She could see the fat hanging out through the rips in his clothes. The sweat dripping down him made him glisten in the sun.

When he saw her, he smiled, turned off the mower and came over. "Hi Fanny. How was college?" He reached out a pudgy hand and took hers.

She blushed. She was suddenly conscious of the extra weight she had packed on since the last time they had seen each other.

"You look great!" he said still smiling. "Need help with your bag?"

"No, I can get it." she said trying to cool her attraction. She reached over to take her bag. It was much heavier than she remembered packing it.

"Here, it's no trouble." With one hand, Augustus grabbed her heavy back and hoisted it as if it weighed nothing. Then in his other hand, he grabbed her other bag. His arms and chest were bulging. He looked like his shirt would rip at any minute. His fat shoulders swelled as they took on the weigh of her baggage.

"Yes, bring it inside." Fanny said trying to control her breathing. They started walking towards the house.

"Everyone says I've put on weight since high school." Said Augustus. "And I have....but um..." He kind of blushed.

"What?" said Fanny.

"Well, I've been getting some jobs modelling. You know that 'body positive' thing? Well, they want stalker guys to model clothes. I've been getting some good business."

"You seem to be carrying it okay." said Fanny.

"Aw, thanks Fanny." He said with a smile.

After he had taken her bags inside, they continued to talk when his phone started to buzz. "Oops, gotta take care of something."

Fanny saw that he was embarrassed. "What is it?"

"Oh...well...."

"Com e on, you can tell me."

"Okay then. You can't tell anybody, okay?"

"I promise." she said crossing her heart.

"As a model, I have to keep my figure. So I eat like once every couple of hours."

"Well yeah." said Fanny. "That makes sense."

"Do you want to eat with me?" He said.

"Sure."

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In his kitchen, Augustus mixed up a strange milkshake. He was pouring in weight gain powder, chocolate, ice cream, peanut butter. He fired it up and blended it together. Then he poured two big cups. He handed one to Fanny.

"My agent thinks I should put on more weight, but I don't know." said Augustus. "It's hard to get girls when you're a big meatball."

"I think you look nice." said Fanny taking a drink. The shake was excellent.

"It's terrible. On one hand, I'm a model. Everyone is supposed to want to look like me. On the other hand, I'm fat and everyone hates that." He was frowning a little.

"Not everyone hates it." said Fanny. She wanted to take it back almost immediately. Did he know how titillated she was right now. His big, bloated body so close to his. Even in the air conditioning, she could still feel the heat of the day pouring off of him. If only she could be the vixen in one of her romance stories right now. She'd run her hands all over him. Feel his rolls, his softness, stretch her body out on his.

"What, do you like it?" He said with a grin breaking her out of his fantasy.

Fanny could feel herself blushing again. "You'll always be that boy next door to me." she tried to say smoothly.

Her stomach growled. She drank more shake to try to satiate the growing hunger inside her. But it only seemed to make it worse.

"Would you like to stay for dinner?" He asked suddenly. "Oh no! I forgot! My shakes have an appetite stimulate in them! I'm sorry. You're probably going to get hungry."

"It's okay." said Fanny. "I'm up for dinner if you are."