Chapter 1 - Freshmen Year

Ugh” Michael groaned. This was the 3rd pair of pants he had gotten in nearly as many months, each one a size up from the last, and now even these wouldn’t stretch their way around his swollen middle. “I’m getting so fat.”

Erica giggled, watching the scene before her. “You have put on a few babe, but don’t worry, I like my men with some heft, remember?” Erica affectionately patted his belly.

‘A few’ was a generous understatement. Michael was too nervous to get on a scale, but he estimated he had to be at least 30lbs heavier than he was at the start of the school year. 40 at worst he told himself. “I’m going to get so much shit for this when I get home”

Michael had given up on buttoning the pants and now had his hands on either side of his newly acquired belly, pondering how he had let this happen…

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At the start of his freshmen year of college Michael was still in the excellent shape of a star high school quarterback, and had all the confidence and bravado to match. But having come from a small town, Michael was quickly humbled by the big college he attended. In high school, literally everyone in town knew him from watching him play on Friday nights, but here he was in lectures with more students than his entire graduating class. Here the football players were nationally recognized athletic monsters and Michael was just an average 5’10” nobody, with no hope of making a team outside of intramurals.

Michael was feeling overwhelmed and anonymous for the first time in his life, so when Erica sat across from him in the dining hall at lunch 2 weeks into his first semester, she was welcome company. The dining at uni was all you can eat and he was on his second plate of food at the time, a double bacon cheese burger with a mountain of fries as a side, but he didn’t think much of it. He had always had a big appetite, ate as much as he wanted, and still stayed lean and muscular. Though now he no longer had grueling, daily football practices, and after one visit to the uni gym a week earlier, he hadn’t been back, it annoyed him that he was no longer the most athletic guy there like in high school. Nonetheless, Michael had done nothing to curb his big appetite and just assumed he’d always be the inshape athlete he was in high school.

Erica was very obviously flirting with him. Michael’s ego needed it, he was used to being flirted with daily back when he was a high school star, but now he hadn’t gotten much more than a second glance since coming to college. She was 3 years older than him, a senior graduating at the end of the year, and incredibly pretty with fierce green eyes, red hair, long legs, and beautifully toned, feminine curves. Michael flirted back, perhaps a bit too eager, but Erica seemed to think it was cute. To Michael, she was easily one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen.

And she was confident. She knew all the things about uni life that he didn't, the big crowds and fast pace were natural to her. When Michael finished his food, she simply said she’d grab him dessert and was on her feet before he could reply. After a mild protest, Erica told him not to worry, that she liked a guy with a big appetite. Michael quickly found himself digging into a large slice of cake, not wanting their conversation to end anyways. As the last of the cake made its way into his belly, Michael was thinking of how he could ask her out, but before coming up with anything, she told him to meet her in the same spot at dinnertime.

Erica was already well aware of Michael's appetite, she had seen him in the dining hall half a dozen times already, and noticed how the cute, naive freshmen never hesitated to get himself extra portions.

Dinner for Michael ended up being 3 plates of food and dessert, much more than Erica ate. But between his already large appetite and Erica insisting he get his fill, Michael didn’t protest the extra food, he was too busy being flattered by Erica admitting she had seen him a few times before and was eager to chat him up. When the meal ended Erica invited him to her off campus apartment as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Michael eagerly followed her home and found himself on her couch where she told him about her passion for baking. Not wanting to disappoint his new admirer, Michael stuffed himself on a variety of cookies. When Michael threw in the towel and admitted he couldn't possibly eat anymore, Erica didn't hesitate to unzip his jeans and wrap her lips around him, telling him to finish just one more while she warmed him up so she could ride him. Michael eagerly choked down another cookie and then had his mind blown by a very horny redhead energetically riding him like his cock was the last one on earth.

By Christmas Michael had lost his abs and had softened up around the middle. Erica's encouragement of his appetite had not subsided anymore than her appetite to pleasure him. Michael had never been with a woman who initiated sex and blow jobs without hesitation, often daily or more, typically after particularly large meals. Her eagerness and confidence never failed to make him hard. When Michael visited home for winter break no one commented on his freshmen 15 or more, as it was mostly hidden by his heavy winter sweaters and clothes.

After the holiday break Erica redoubled her encouragement of Michael's eating. Meals became larger and the cold winter meant all of Michael's free time was spent in Erica's apartment, which she kept filled with her baked goods for him to snack on. Michael quickly came to rely on Erica as his only real social interaction, feeling too overwhelmed by the large university to branch out. Erica enjoyed having the lost puppy of a younger man around constantly, he was cute, eager, and easy to mold to her desires. When Michael complained about eating too much, or being too full, Erica would playfully offer sex if he finished just one more plate of food, or one more slice of cake, or 12 more cookies… often unzipping his pants and slowly licking and sucking his hard cock with an eager look in her eyes like she desperately needed him to finish the food in front of him. After being stuffed, Michael would often lie uselessly on his back in his bloated state while she energetically rode him and got herself and him off while complimenting how much he ate. Erica dismissed Michael's concerns about his expanding waistline by admitting she not only liked men with big appetites but also men who were a bit bigger. With a girlfriend who kept his balls drained and his belly filled, Michael didn't feel he could really complain. Erica even continuously upgraded his wardrobe as Michael grew, using money from her generous academic scholarship. If his hot, horny, older girlfriend wanted a bit of extra heft in him, then that was a price Michael was happy to pay.

While the big meals and lack of exercise in the fall semester had softened him up and slowed his metabolism, it was simply a primer to what happened the following semester. From the day winter semester started, Michael began to balloon under the onslaught of food. His body steadily swelling outwards with excess calories and blubber. By summer break the toned muscles of his arms and legs were gone, his sharp jawline and face had rounded, his pecs had softened and were budding into moobs, and at the center of it all was his belly. Fat and swollen, unmissible, protruding proudly out in front of him when he stood and resting in his lap when he sat.

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Michael had never felt so fat. Erica had never looked happier. “Don't worry babe, just two weeks at home and then you can fly back here and spend the summer with me”.

“I can't wait, though you're probably just gonna feed me your baking all summer, that's why these pants won't button” Michael said accusingly.

“Hey this…” Erica lifted the shirt stretched across Michael's swollen middle and placed a hand on his exposed belly, "isn't all my doing, some of this is from the dining hall”

Michael blushed. He couldn't deny that he had a tendency to pig out in the dining hall. Annoyingly, Erica's teasing had caused a stir in his pants. “But seriously, I need to cut back”

“No you don't, I like a guy with some heft, remember?” Erica looked up at him innocently, and then down at his belly “Just say hi to your family for me and when you get back im going to take great care of you”

Michael was pretty sure she wasn't talking to him, but to his belly, as she gave it an affectionate pat. He felt ridiculous with his freshly fattened belly out and his pants unbutton. But the flush of embarrassment seemed to rush straight from his cheeks down to his cock.

With the hand not already on his swollen middle, Erica reached into his boxers and pulled out his already half-stiffened penis “and ill take of you, once we get Michael into some stretchy sweat pants for his flight and some breakfast” she was certainly talking to his cock… then back to Michael “I think it's safe to say you no longer own any jeans that fit.”

Michael groaned, now fully hard. It disturbed him that when he looked down expecting to see his member standing tall and proud all he could see was its tip, the apex of his fattened midsection blocking the rest. More disturbing was the additional wave of arousal at the realization. With one of Erica's hands on his belly, and the other wrapped around his cock, he was equally nervous and excited. Nervous for just how much breakfast Erica was going to coax him to eat, and excited for what would come after. And if he was being honest with himself… Michael was also excited to eat.

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Next chapter will be out soonish. It will be full of teasing and humiliation.