Chapter 1 - Meeting Becca

Jake

I have always like larger women. I knew I wanted a submissive one who had potential to become extremely overweight. So large she was immobile and mine to spoil and provide for. It is important this person was submissive and okay with me making her large, and plan out her future for her. I was careful to select the one I would marry- I wanted a chance to live out this fantasy of mine.

A woman I work with was surprised I was still single. “A rich, handsome, and muscular man like yourself shouldn’t still be on the market” she said. She then told me about her daughter Becca. Becca is a little younger than me and could use a personal trainer because she struggles with her weight. This caught my attention because my coworker was so large she used a scooter to get around. She was unable to walk without assistance. If she has her mother’s genes, I could live out my wildest fantasies. I would love nothing more than to have a stay at home wife that continues to grow and have many children.

My coworker sets me up on a date with her daughter and I could tell she was very self conscious. Much too small for my liking, but nothing I couldn’t fix over time. She had a little stomach roll, and fairly large breast that will look so good if I can fatten her up. I met Becca at a local restaurant and placed our order for her. I didn’t ask what she wanted to see her reaction. She didn’t bat an eye and seemed pleased with All the food I ordered. Our appetizers came and I kept feeding her bites to see how she reacted. To my surprise it was very natural and she ate quite a bit. She didn’t finish it, but if all went well I planned on feeding it to her later. Our entree came out and I ordered her a large bowl of chicken Alfredo and a side of fries. I was feeding her bites of my food between the bites of her Alfredo. She’s not doing bad, but I can see her covering up her stomach. I finally grab one of her arms and ask “whats wrong?”. She tries to suck in her stomach when I expose it and I immediately try to compliment her. “Don’t cover yourself up. You’re so beautiful, no need to be self conscious. “I’m just self conscious of my stomach. I have a hard time controlling myself when it comes to food- I don’t want to end up like my mom. You’re in such good shape, I just don’t feel good enough..” I stop her “Becca, I think you’re gorgeous. And there is nothing more attractive than a girl with a figure. I prefer larger women. You don’t need to worry about being too large for me.” She pauses and I’m worried I’ve scared her. “So you don’t think I’m too fat?” I smile and grab her thigh. “No pretty girl, if anything I think you’d look great if you gained a few extra pounds.” She removes her hands from her stomach and starts to eat again. “I’m not sure how I feel about gaining more weight, but if you plan on taking me on dates and feeding me like this I’ll end up like my mother.” Oooh if she becomes mine she will be larger than her mother. She finishes off her entree and then starts finishing the appetizers from earlier. I smile at her as I see her stomach expanding some and she isn’t trying to hide it from me this time. The waitress came by to ask about desserts and I ordered two of them without questioning Becca. She’s doing so good, I’m certain she’ll finish them off.

Sure enough we get through the dinner and I offer her a ride home. I rested my hand in the crease of her thigh where her little belly pouch rested. I’m getting a hard on just thinking of her potential. I pull up to her house and walk her to her front door. I rested my hand in her hip and use my other hand to cup her face “I hope we can do this again sometime soon.” I lean in to kiss her and she replied “I’d love to.” And then leans in to kiss me back. I pull her close to me still thinking of the potential she had. I think I may have found the one. I pull away from our kiss and tell her how much I look forward to seeing her again.