Chapter 1 - It started out as an accident...

Sara remembers laying beside her then-boyfriend, Todd, and feeling sort of guilty and gross about the thoughts swirling in her head.

They had went to school together their whole lives, and although they didn't spend much time together back then, she had surely noticed him. She usually dated fit, muscular, baseball player types of guys. In comparison, Todd looked almost scrawny back then. But his face was so perfect, it was impossible not to stare when they passed in the hall.

Ten years later, Todd was a very different sight. She hadn't witnessed his decent, it had happened over only one short year, but still before they reconnected. He turned red anytime it came up so she usually just changed the subject, but from what she had gathered, he had gained all of that weight about a year and a half ago, and had just gently added to the inches since then.

He had been surprised that she still was interested after she saw him. He knew he was fat. It wasn't an entirely new feeling- he had been a fat kid and stayed fat until the social pressures of puberty finally made him snap it together. And after years of maintaining an eviable physique, a bad breakup and a sudden job loss made him lose his willpower. He gave up trying 90 pounds ago. He knew he had graduated into "obesity," having hit 220 pounds (last time his doctor made him look) on his 5'9 frame. He knew it wasn't healthy, and that he already had issues with his heart. He knew it was unattractive. But for some reason this super hot girl seemed to want him, so who was he to question it?

She, honestly, had been taken aback by his fatness. She just wasn't expecting someone nearly twice the size as she had seen before. She actually thought he looked better tubby than he did underweight, but she couldn't help feel sad for him. She figured he must be so embarrassed! And there was probably something going on medically... no one gets that fat just by stuffing their face! But that overstuffed face was still gorgeous, even under those bloated checks and double- oh no! Maybe triple! - chins hanging down beneath. She wondered what could be causing such a beautiful man to allow himself to become such a fata** He had been so hot when they were young!

But after months of texting she was emotionally invested, and figured she could help him slim down to at least normal-guy proportions. So that first night she stayed. She tried to kiss him a couple times, but he gracefully got out of it. At one point, after hours of stimulating conversation (she figured that was why, anyway) she got so horny that she tried to pull down his pants. Turns out she couldn't, his heaving gut filling out so much space both above and below the ridiculously tight waist band. But he made it clear he didn't want her to do that anyway.

She was confused- no one had ever discouraged her from making a move on them before! So many guys had told her she was perfect... 5'3, 110 pounds, 32D tits with a size 24 waist and a size zero pant. She made sure to always have a tan, to keep her long blonde hair looking perfect, nails always done, teeth always a couple shades too white. She never saw herself as pretty, but judging on the advanced she got, she could justify that st least guys thought that...