chapter 1: the first years

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Year 1:
Well, this is a true story, which for some can be a little dark I can imagine. I apologize in advance for that, although apparently, that’s just how I’m wired.

This is the story of my first real relationship, which lasted 8 years and saw my girlfriend gain over 200 pounds. The relationship where is discovered my real feeder side, so to speak. Before that I’ve always known I liked bigger girls. However, it was mostly from Totally Spies and the fat pink cat from Eek! The cat… So no real experience.

When we met I was only 20 years old, and she was a year younger, around 19. I met her online, although not a feederism related website, but rather a quite normal one. We started talking and I didn’t even figure out in the beginning that she was quite a big girl. She had these strategically taken photos at an angle, which hid her real size. Eventually we met up in person, and it turned out, quite happily for me, that she was quite a bit bigger than she had led on. She was very tall, about 6 foot 1, but also weighed around 230 pounds roughly. She lived solely with her dad and her cat, even though her dad was a military guy and wasn’t home much, so she was used to being on her own.

We started dating, and I came to know more about herself and the reason why she was a bit chubby. She played a high level of volleyball in our country, and even though she was chubby now, she was still very tall, so she was a valuable asset to the team. She used to be quite overfed as a child, but managed to drop most of the weight at an age of 13-14. Now she gained a bit back by being complacent and lazy outside of practice.

When we met she was still trying to get more in shape and lose weight for her sports. Luckily for me, she wasn’t that motivated apparently. After a few months of me telling her I didn’t care how she looked and that I even liked ‘a little bit of chub’ on her, she started giving in more. Practicing a bit less and eating a bit more.

The first year didn’t change that much in that perspective, but it did set that part in motion. In about a year she had gained maybe 15-20 pounds. By then she was looking chubbier than chubby. She had thick legs and two bulging round globes of an ass, although only the beginning of the more extreme cellulite. Her heavy sagging gut was split in two, partly because of the pants she wore, partly because of her genetics. Her lower roll was far smaller yet and barely hang onto her pelvic region, even though her upper gut was bulging outwards, adorned with angry red stretchmarks. Her tits were remarkably small for her size, going on an euro 90C cup. Similarly, her face was also mostly devoid of the damage caused by her inactivity and her overeating. It was slightly rounder, but lacked a double chin and the distinct overfed look she would later achieve. Her arms however, were a different tale. They were already thick and had now accumulated even more lard, giving them a slight sag when she held them out vertically, with the complementary jiggle.

Year 2:
Year 2 started roughly the same as year one ended. Back then she was still in sports and still kinda watched what she ate. Year two saw the slow mental decline from an empowered and motivated sports girl to the slovenly fatso she would eventually become.

At first it was gradual, barely even noticeable. It were the little things that would catch my eye then. She was still obediently going to her practices (which her dad payed for) and at dinner sorta watched her food. Only her snacking and especially her drinking habits started slipping. She was taught at a young age that drinking alcohol was bad, so she never did much of that, but the non-zero variants of soft drinks she started drinking a lot more. In the end, I presume that’s what started adding on a lot of calories.

As for her mental side, she had always claimed she was just a few steps away from the national team, mostly because of her height and also because of her dedication. In the second year, she still made those comments from time to time, however, it was clear that these were hollow words. She still had the technique down, but her heavy body prevented her from playing the full length of the game. Aside from that, showering with her teammates also became a somewhat shameful activity for her, her overfed sagging gut and stretchmarks clearly visible for everyone to see.