Leonardo

chapter 1

Leonardo Silva looked down at his soft belly, with all its folds, textures and even some stretchmarks encasing his now disappeared abdominal muscles. He wasn't exactlty fat, not yet, at least not in his own mind's eye, but Leonardo was from sporting his former beach bod any time soon.

"How could I let this have happened to me?", he lamented, while absent mindedly drinking his American girlfriends favorite and sugary and fattening soft drink, Mountain Dew.

"This has to stop", he told himself. His American girlfriend Sheila hadn't yet said a word the whole time he kept adding the pounds, but he knew, even a plump girl, even Sheila had her limits. Leonardo worried while kneading his doughy flesh that with as fat he was getting, she'd eventually lose interest.

It wasn't like he was trying to get fat, but Leonardo just couldn't seem to resist fatty foods these days. He didn't know whether to blain America's hyper fast food economy, or whether his girlfriend's eating habits had rubbed off on him. Regretfully, he knew it was most likely a combination of both. Yet his knowledge did him no good. He seemed to always be starving and Sheila, her family, and even her friends were always there with the deliciously fattening foods he came to crave most. No matter how much he wanted to resist, Leonardo inevitably found himself acquiescing to his host nation's and host family's poor diet.

Nor could he find the energy to even go to the gym most days. For some reason just the thought of lifting weights or doing cardio, did not appeal to him anymore, especially when considering the alternative was eating with his now girlfriend, watching Netflix, eating some more, and then engaging in wild and carnal pleasures with Sheila's hands all over his body.


And when he did muster up enough gusto to make it to the gym, Leonardo found cardio just too difficult these days, and his weight lifting routines also suffered. He lifted lighter and did less reps and less sets virtually every time he went.

Instead of hitting the gym, most days after the completion of classes, he'd meet Sheila and go for burgers, fries, and their their "traditional" milkshake. After that, they'd go back to one of their dormrooms together where they would laze about eating, drinking, smoking weed, and then eating some more. After particularly larger meals, Shelia would usually ride his brains out from above, with the two falling into their respective food comas in their post coital blisses. Leonardo knew this was why their meals were turning to extra body fat, but he said nothing as he enjoyed watchung Sheila's plush form grow. The only downside, so was he. However, it hadn't always been like this.

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When Leandro first arrived in America, he realized that with his height, good looks, and strong build, a guy like him could easily land most girls here in the States, even before using the charm of his heavily Portugese accented suave.
However, Leonardo had a particular type of American girl in mind.

No, he didn't want one of those Hollywood types, with their fake boobs and a total lack of real personality. No, he wanted one of those big farm girls, with the big bellies, big tits, and a big appitite. "A real American girl."

Luckily for him, the Hendersons, his host family had one such daughter. The first time he laid eyes upon her, Sheila was making one of her famous milkshakes, made with heavily creamed milk from their family cow's udders, chocolate syrup and homemade chocolate ice cream.

It was love or lust at first sight. She was everything he'd ever hoped for and more. Standing an impressive six feet tall, the farm girl had to outweigh Leonardo by at least 75lbs. Her thick and juicy legs were encased in knee high booted jeans. She had plump arms, a soft belly and big boobs, to go along with a smile that could melt steel.

"Howdy. My names Sheila... and you must be Leonard?", she said with a smile.

"Actually its Leonardo", he said bashfully while trying to get a better look at Sheila's plump assets. No dummy, and having dated her fair share of chubby chasers, she instantly noticed Leonardo's eyes, constantly diverting from her face to her belly and thighs many times over their initial conversation.

Even though he wasn't her type, way to skinny, there was something about Leonardo that her told Sheila, "this one might be the one". Well he might be, but only if she could fatten him up a little, like doubling his weight for starters.

"Here ya go", she said while passing him over the milkshake she'd just created. Leonardo happily took the drink, and began sipping it, all the while noticing that the sexy zaftig girls eyes never broke contact.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, Leonardo Silva looked down at his soft belly, with all its folds, textures and even some stretchmarks encasing his now disappeared abdominal muscles.

"How could I let this have happened to me he lamented, while absent mindedly drinking his American's girlfriends favorite, the sugary and fattening Mountain Dew.

This has to stop he told himself. His American girlfriend Sheila hadn't said a word the whole time he kept adding the pounds, but he knew, even a plump girl like Sheila probably had her limits when it came to how fat he was getting.

Leonardo just couldn't seem to resist fatty foods these days. Nor could he find the energy to even go to the gym most days. And when he did, Leonardo found cardio just too difficult these days, and his weight lifting routines also suffered.

Instead, usually after classes, he'd meet Sheila and go for burgers, fries, and their their "traditional" milkshake. After that, they'd go back to one of their dorms together where they would laze about eating, drinking, smoking weed, and then eating some more. After particularly larger meals, Shelia would usually ride his brains out from above, with the two falling into their respective food comas in their post coital blisses, while their meals turned to fat. However, it hadn't always been like this.

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When Leandro first arrived in America, he realized that with his height, good looks, and strong build, a guy like him could easily land most girls here in the states, even before using the charm of his heavily Portugese accented suave.
However, Leonardo had a particular type of American girl in mind.

No, he didn't want one of those Hollywood types, with their fake boobs and a total lack of real personality. No, he wanted one of those big farm girls, with the big bellies, big tits, and a big appitite.

Luckily for him, the Hendersons, his host family had one such daughter. The first time he laid eyes upon her, Sheila was making one of her famous milkshakes, made with heavily creamed milk from their cow's udders, chocolate syrup and chocolate ice cream.

It was love or lust at first sight. She was everything he'd ever hoped for and more. Standing an impressive six feet tall the farm girl had to outweigh Leonardo by at least 75lbs. Her thick and juicy legs were encased in knee high booted jeans. She had plump arms, a soft belly and big boobs, to go along with a smile that could melt steel.

"Howdy. My names Sheila... and you must be Leonard?", she said with a smile.

"Actually its Leonardo", he said bashfully while trying to get a better look at Sheila's plump assets. No dummy, and having dated her fair share of chubby chasers, she instantly noticed Leonardo's eyes, constantly diverting from her face to her belly and thighs many times.

Even though he wasn't her type, way to skinny, the way he looked at her told Sheila this one might be "the one". Well he might be, but only if she could fatten him up a little, like doubling his weight for starters.

"Here ya go", she said while passing him over the milkshake she'd just created. Leonardo happily took the drink, and began sipping it, all the while noticing that the sexy zaftig girls eyes never broke contact with his. Nervously he titled the thick concoction backwards.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, muito bom", said Leonardo instinctively in Portugese.

"Well I don't know what that means", chuckled the big country girl, "but from the way you're sucking that down, I think you like it", said Sheila placing one of her plump hands on top of his as they gazed into each others eyes. From that moment on they were inseparable.