Chapter 1 -- The Timeline of Ethan's Love Weight

Ethan had always lived a structured life—lean meals, daily workouts, and a wardrobe that mirrored his clean, orderly existence. But everything changed the day he met Cassandra at a local art gallery. She had an air of confidence and warmth that drew people in, and Ethan wasn’t immune.

Cassandra was a chef by trade, with a passion for celebrating food in all its forms. From the moment they started dating, her culinary talents became a central part of their relationship. At first, it was subtle: an extra slice of her decadent chocolate cake after dinner, or a surprise delivery of gourmet pastries at his office.

She started dating Ethan after meeting him at a friend's holiday party. They would chat and he expressed embarrassment and shame for his over-indulgence in various foods Cassandra would make.

“It’s just food,” she teased when he pointed out how indulgent her meals were. “You work hard, Ethan. You deserve to enjoy life!”

Ethan found her philosophy infectious. As their relationship deepened, so did his appetite—both for her and her cooking. Cassandra took pride in creating elaborate dishes tailored to his tastes, from buttery pastas to slow-cooked roasts. She loved watching him eat, his eyes lighting up with each bite.

“I swear you’re trying to fatten me up,” he joked one evening as she served him a second helping of her famous lasagna.

“And what if I am?” she teased back, her eyes sparkling.

Their banter turned playful, and over time, Ethan found himself embracing her unspoken challenge. He began loosening up on his once-strict habits, allowing himself to indulge. And as he relaxed, he noticed something unexpected: he liked the changes.

By the time their six-month anniversary rolled around, Ethan had gained 50 pounds. His abs were gone, replaced by a growing softness that Cassandra adored. She loved running her hands over his rounded belly, admiring how much he’d changed since they met.

“You’re so handsome,” she murmured one night as they curled up on the couch.

“You really think so?” Ethan asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

“I don’t just think so—I know so,” she said, kissing him. “You’re even more irresistible now than when we first met.”

Over the next six months, Ethan’s transformation accelerated. Cassandra took her role as his feeder seriously, making meals that were as delicious as they were caloric. Ethan found himself surrendering completely, reveling in the intimacy of their shared moments around food.

By the time a year had passed, Ethan had gained over 200 pounds. He marveled at how different his body felt, how he’d gone from a disciplined gym-goer to someone who loved the softness of his new physique. Cassandra couldn’t have been happier, her affection for him growing along with his size.

“You’ve changed my life,” Ethan said one evening as they celebrated their one-year anniversary with a lavish feast.

“Good,” Cassandra replied with a smile. “Because you’ve changed mine, too.”

As they toasted to their future, Ethan realized he’d never felt so loved—or so free to be himself.