Chapter 1

Candice sighed as she heard the thudding of the headboard against the bedroom wall echoing all the way downstairs, and she turned the volume up on the television.

Initially, when she decided to live with Eric, she was secretly filled with desire at the prospect that a romance might blossom between them despite his unusual tastes.

They had met several years ago at a house-warming party for a couple they both knew and had immediately hit it off. They had both started travelling after university and hadn't stopped for the last six years. They shared so many interests, and she was smitten by his looks. They were both serious travellers and adrenaline junkies who had been to every corner of the globe, but they had both just returned home to England, feeling it was the right time to start putting down roots. Unlike most of the other people attending the party, they were single and instinctively stuck together. They were strangers to most of their friends and had little in common with anyone but each other.

Within minutes, he had asked her to come running with him the next day, and she was a little shocked with how fast he was taking things and hoped he wasn't a creep. He just seemed too good to be true.

He wasn't; he was a complete gentleman on that run. In fact, he didn't on the next one either, or the one after that. And then she started to realise he really had been looking for a running partner. It stung a little, but she shrugged it off; they had genuinely started to become good friends. They spent more and more time together, running for hours every weekend and slowly learning all the hidden corners of each other's lives.

About a year after they had met, Candice was bar hopping for her best friend's birthday; when she saw Eric out with his. Quite a few of her friends were single and thought it would be fun if they combined groups.

Elizabeth slurred, "Go on Candice, ask them over; they look absolutely fit."
Even Beth, who was usually much shyer, was starting to get a little giddy: "Come on Candice, do it for the birthday girl."

The rest of the group cajoled Candice into getting noisier, giggling, and started chanting "Peer pressure! Peer Pressure! Peer Pressure!"

Eventually, she relented "All right! All right! Keep it down! I don't want to get kicked out." She was laughing herself, "Come on, let's go over."

The two groups hit it off immediately. Candice had met Eric's friends before, and for the next half an hour, she spent her time making introductions between the two groups. Candice had told no one about Eric in any terms other than that they were friends. She had lost track of Eric and decided to hang out with Beth. Beth and Candice weren't super close, but they had been in the same social orbit for most of their lives, and Candice had felt a bit sorry for her. She was pretty, but very overweight and had bad luck with men. Beth weighed 250 lbs at about five foot five inches with a massive chest, backside, and hips that caused her to take up space wherever ever she went. If she had a bit more confidence, she would have snagged a guy. Candice thought it would be a good time to catch up while everyone else was getting off with each other.

Candice thought Eric was being polite while everyone slowly matched up. She was half listening to one of his friends flirt with her when she spotted Eric and Beth kissing, and when others noticed, they made good-natured wolf whistles and cat calls. They broke apart sheepishly but stayed close together for another hour before making a thinly veiled excuse about how they both had to leave early and would share an Uber home.

People rolled their eyes, and Candice was slack jawed with shock. That's why he wasn't interested in her. He had a thing for fat girls.

Meanwhile, back at Eric's place, it was becoming obvious to Beth that he had a thing for fat girls. As soon as they were in his apartment, he pounced on her, and as she melted into his arms and they kissed, he slowly directed her to the bedroom and undressed her. When they were making love, he felt every part of her body making appreciative noises the softer they were. Eventually, he came to her belly, and as he rubbed it, he began to thrust faster and faster until they both came together and collapsed in a heap on the bed.

Beth was blushing nervously: "You really liked my belly, didn't you?"

Eric pulled her close "I really liked all of you, but I did enjoy your belly a lot."

Beth was slightly taken aback by his honesty "Umm...Any particular reason?"

He sighed with pleasure, "It looks so sexy on you."

She wasn't certain what to say, and an awkward silence fell upon them. She didn't particularly like that area of her body and had wanted to lose some weight for a while. She slowly pulled away from him.

"Did you want to go already?" He looked at her with genuine hurt in his eyes. "I can call you an Uber if you need one?"

She really didn't enjoy being fat, but she hated being single even less and as she stared down at him, his body gave her every reason to reconsider leaving. His floppy brown hair just covered his eyebrows as he stared up at her intently, and his muscles rippled every time he shifted slightly in bed.

She bit her lip "Actually, I was just wondering if you had something to eat?"

He smiled warmly, "Nothing you'd like, but I could order some fried chicken for you?"

Beth forced a grin "That sounds great, won't you be having any?"

He shook his head "I don't eat after eight, but I get more pleasure from watching others enjoy themselves."

An hour later, Beth sat in his bed with a veritable feast. He caressed and massaged as she ate and could feel him grow harder and his breathing get heavier.

He whispered to her, "Oh my god Beth, you are the most amazing woman I've ever met." He nibbled on her ear, "No one has ever done this for me before."

She could understand why no woman in her right mind would want to do this. Her stomach was nearly full; she was perspiring slightly, and her face and hands were covered in grease.

She panted, "Eric, I need to stop; I'm too full." She felt so full of shame and disgust for what she had done. She lay on her back with her eyes closed and felt him between her thighs. She was about to ask him to stop when he entered her, and all those thoughts vanished replaced by lust. He lifted her calves on to his shoulders and held her thighs securely and began to thrust slowly and much more gentle than last time. His strength, her weight, and her overstuffed belly made it difficult to move, which inflamed her passions anymore. She was completely his, and for the next hour, her mind and body completely surrendered to base passions. Losing all reason she did everything she could to prolong and exacerbate these feelings until they finally came and like any addictive substance the comedown would hit all too hard and all too soon leaving her craving more and for the next three months she became his junky.



Just as Beth was surrendering herself to Eric, Candice was drifting off to sleep. Despite everything that had happened, she had a thoroughly enjoyable night and had gotten pleasantly drunk. Not too much for a hangover and just enough to lose her inhibitions. She also felt better about herself than she had in weeks. There was a reason Eric didn't like her, and it was something that didn't damage her self esteem. Plus, if she ever got fat, she could have him on a heartbeat. She felt a warm flush and reminded herself that they were friends and slowly drifted off to sleep. Her mind She slowly became more obsessed with this idea and set about confirming her theory. She used her friendship with both Beth and Eric to surreptitiously spend more time with each of them and clandestinely mine them for information.

She stalked his social media for evidence of his previous relationships and stumbled on to the weight gain community online. All of his former partners had been plump, at the very least. She found the fat acceptance and body positivity charming and uplifting, the Only Fans content shocking and feederism creepy...yet there was something about that made her understand why...other people could find it erotic.

She had never seen Beth this happy...at least she looked that way on Instagram. And had no intentions of upsetting that, but she had to know more. Candice stalked Beth obsessively online for the next three months as the pounds piled on. She felt like her mind had been blown. She could understand him having a preference for bigger girls, but he was purposely fattening her up like a farm animal. After scouring the internet her imagination was running wild and it wasn't too far from the reality of the situation. He was deliberately feeding Beth up, but in fairness, he thought she was into it; she certainly acted as if she was. The only thing Beth was into was Eric's body and the sex. She loved having him draped over her in public; the ever attentive boyfriend and the sex was wild, but privately, she thought his fetish was disgusting and was beginning to resent him. She would crave more sex to bury these feelings, and he would become more convinced she enjoyed their sessions. At this point, she was approaching 300 pounds, was struggling with her clothing, and was experiencing slight mobility problems for the first time in her life. She needed to make a change and she didn't know what to do.