Chapter 1

This is partially based on a true story and partially fantasy.

Last summer I had mached with a girl on a plus sized dating app. Her name was Sarah. We spoke for a while and after a few messages we decided to grab a few drinks. When I saw her it was apparent that she was alot larger than her photos had suggested, I wasnt complaining however, I find morbidly obese girls with distended guts and obvious poor eating habbits immensely attractive.

She must have been around 300 pounds. Not huge, but she was certainly big. She was very pretty, a well proportioned and symmetrical face that would suit being skinny, not that she to had to discipline to obtain that state.

We chat on the date and it was clear that there was a spark of sexual attraction. I radiated an energy and so did she. We held hands over the table and im sure there was a mutual flair of excitement.

To be frank she was a brat; a tad rude and not overly nice, most likely an exterior developed from years of being overweight and so different from her peers; perhaps her mother had subtly been judgmental with sporadic nitpicking that had inevitably hurt her self esteem and left her with a meaner exterior.

On a personal level I wasnt particularly attracted to her, however the fact that she had thick thighs that held up a disproportionally large bum and wide hips made me extremely attracted to her on a physical level. The fact that she walked slow due to her large bulk and began to sweat from the exertion of moving the large amount of fat she had accrued I found very, very attractive.

We agreed to hook up and not pursue anything close to a relationship level.

Skip forward past another date and I have booked us a hotel. We fucked that night. She was conscious about her body, particularly her extended flabby gut that hang in front of her, hanging low, not like the girls that she found attractive, not like the girls she saw on tiktok. I reassured her and made her feel comfortable. I did it so with a genuine not-caring-about-it attitude & authenticity that she must have felt, as she soon became comfortable naked around me. Soon she sitting naked next to me; dwarfing my own 6ft 190lb frame. My toned muscles complementing her soft fatness. Me, gliding a finger carelessly along the folds in her blubber.

We mainly fucked by me holding up one of her fat legs so I could get easy access to her fat pussy. Felt good. She asked “If I go for a shower would I eat her out?” I said yes. I ate her fat pussy as she moaned in pleasure. Gently licking her and slowly building up to her clit. I was down there for a good while. Eventually she asked if she should bring out her toys (she had asked before if I would mind her bringing them, some men do, I said I dont; I dgaf, if it helps he pleasure then great) We also fucked with her presenting her massive bottom bent over on all fours, it was a fine sight; a large well shaped flabby bum followed by a roll covered back and then a chubby nape of the neck before a head with long flowing brown hair that she no doubt took care of.

I used her toys, a vibrating dildo and a clit sucker, I fucked her with her toys while she lay back in all her fatness and allowed me to pleasure her. Looking down at her large feminine frame while she writhed in please was erotic. I was fully erect the whole time. It was pleasure enough for myself to see this obese girl squirm, jiggling in the ample amount of fat on her body.

Fast forward to a meal we got at a later date and we were talking about our turn ons. She was curious about my turn ons and I was curious about hers. We had alot similar; bondaage, breeding, submissiveness/domination, the usual shit. I told her I was into bigger woman, tiptoeing around the societally taboo notion of fat admiration, and so avoiding saying the so many words that amounted to “I like my girls fat”. I would have liked to say that plainly to her “I like my girls very fat. The fatter the better. I like jiggly obese fat juicy girls. Girls with bellies that droop down absurdly covering their crotches. Girls with flabby arms and thick legs. Glorious.

I wouldnt wanna freak her out by telling her that though; she no doubt had mix feelings towards her fat body; I detected various insecurities through comments here and there, although her own instincts for sex and horniess had led her to me, and not allowed her insecurity to stop her seeking out pleasure and release. I continued “I’m not into feederism or anything weird, and I take it youre not” I had said it in a throwaway tone and she replied “no im not either”. As she replied she took a bite of her meal and looked away in a certain manner. Its hard to convey the look, that part of her face still visible that I could read as she looked away, but it felt like something that she wasnt sure about.

If she was into gaining, and also hated her fat body due to societal pressure, perhaps that would manifest into some form of repression. Repression of her own hedonistic pleasure that she would get from eating to excess and gaining fat from that. There was one thing for sure, one thing that I was certain of. This girl loved food. Im not just referencing her large body, but the sounds she would make eating a dripping burger held sign of effort to conceal an obvious deep pleasure this girl was getting from food.

With that revelation I decided that perhaps this girl would enjoy being further fattened up, perhaps she was a feedee, she just didnt know it.

The next hotel visit we ordered room service, she ordered a pizza. I asked if I could feed it to her. She obliged. And with that single consent, a diverting timeline was formed.

4 years later…