The Volleyballer’s Gain

Chapter 1 - Rip it up and start again

Natascha went to work again pissed off.

Her on again, off again Boyfriend Otto had thrown away the last of her birthday cake from the fridge.

He’d been doing this alot lately, throwing away or hiding the sweet treats she had bought, or eating them himself.

‘I am helping you out schatzee. You know you have been putting on a few kilos lately. I am taking one for the team’, he laughed. ‘You should get back to the gym…
Just kidding squidgy bear’ he said, (but she knew he wasn’t).

Natascha had played volleyball at a high level up until a year a go when she got a knee injury and had to stop. She had always had curvy hips, but training with the team had kept her trim with with six pack and tight bubble butt.

A year ago she was 5’9 and 62kg (135lbs) with long dark hair and dark eyes. She drew alot attention, from guys and a few of the girls on the team too.

She was really attracted to girls, but had only dated guys since high school. Her parents were Christian and wouldn’t approve of anything other than heteronormative relationships. So her experiences with girls were limited to drunken pashes at parties were she could safely be anonymous.

Otto had met her at the national finals, when she was in this peak fitness form, and they got on well initially.

The past year, with the lack of exercise and nights in front of Netflix with a large box of maltesers and two litres of Haagen Dasz, her weight had started to creep up.

She had really become addicted to these little stuffings, which she did on nights when Otto was at the gym, and had taken to just melting the 2 litres of icecream and drinking it as a thickshake.

62kg was now 80kg(176lbs) and it all seemed to head for her ass and thighs.

The first few kgs Otto didn’t seem to mind, just a few comments about her looking more like the brazillian volleyball girls. They generally had big round asses.

And whilst Otto had always been quite charming, his comments started to have a nastier edge, as her tight bubble butt became more than a few handfuls.

She dressed for work in a rush. She had to wear stylish business attire at the ad agency in her role as an account manager. Her go-to outfit was a tight pencil skirt with a D&G silk blouse and patent stilettos.

The pencil skirts had been feeling much tighter of late, and she had overheard one of the guys saying she had a figure like Joan from Madmen.

This thrilled her a bit, she loved that show and the way Joan carried herself.

She hopped on the tram to go to work. As she sat, she felt the tight pencil skirt rip at the back seam, her skirt unable to contain her burgeoning ass and thighs any longer.

Fuck! What am i going to do. She thought. I don’t have time to go back home. I’ll have to get another skirt in the city.

She edged off the tram carefully holding her bag over the rip.

She was heading towards D&G, when she saw a new boutique Molli. with a few cute skirts in the window. Why not she thought, the skinny D&G chicks would just say an XL size will be a special order anyway.

As she walked into the boutique, the sales girl was tidying some dresses on the rack, engrossed by the task at hand.

The sales girl was large, not just bit large but really seriously fat. Her huge cascading belly, clearly visible through her figure hugging dress, was only surpassed by her even huger breasts that ballooned out from her now too small bra ( like she needed a new bra sometime ago, but liked the effect it created).

Last year when Natascha was a star volleyballer, she might have judged the super zaftig sales girl as having let herself go, no self control, but her own recent weight gain and how sexy it made her feel had given her a new perspective.

Natascha perused the skirt racks, but remained transfixed by the girl’s stupendous figure. She was a soft, large hourglass shape but with sculptural rolls of belly fat. Her cherubic face was framed by a sweep of long blonde hair. Her skin was porcelain and flawless with pink cheeks and soft dimples. She looked very pretty and self assured , Natascha thought.

The girl now noticed Natascha and moved briskly towards her, the girl’s boobs and belly jiggling and swaying as she walked. She seemed to enjoy how her jiggle might look to others.

‘Hi can I be of any help’, she said brightly with a beaming smile.

Natascha turned around and pointed at the ripped seam of her skirt without speaking.

‘Oh yeah, happened to me more than once, as you can probably imagine’.

As she got closer to Natascha, the girl’s eyes widened. ‘Tasch’ she said.
‘Is that you?’

‘It’s Molli, we played volleyball against each other in high school.’

‘You may not recognise me. I was a touch slimmer back then’.

Natascha looked at Molli open-mouthed. Not knowing quite how to respond.

‘Yes I do remember you. You always blocked my shots really well.’ said Natascha.

Whilst at the same time thinking, fuck you have more than doubled in size.

‘Well, I could block every shot now, I am so wide, you would never get anything past me’. Molli laughed

‘I discovered I liked frequent trips to the fridge more than frequent trips to the gym.
And gained a few kilos - oops!’

‘Let’s get you in a new skirt!’ Molli said and brought over three skirts of varying length to try.

Natascha decided she liked the short black one, it was tight but the fabric was spandex, so she knew it wouldn’t split again.

Natascha came out of the changing room to view the skirt in front of the full length mirror.

Molli moved to adjust the skirt, so it fit nicely. Natascha could feel the pillowy softness of Molli’s belly as it brushed up against her ass.

Molli’s hands traced the arc of Natascha’s large booty and cupped under her ass cheeks. She lifted up the large handfuls of flesh slowly, and let her ass drop so it jiggled.

Wow Tasch your booty looks sensational, so big and well...squishy. Sorry couldn’t help myself, she admitted shyly.

Natascha was a little taken aback by Molli’s fowardness, but she loved the way Molli handled her ass, and it had been a while since anyone had touched her in such a sensual way.

She turned around and faced Molli. ‘I really needed to hear that’ She said.
‘I have been feeling a little self conscious about the weight i have gained recently’.

‘You’re still a bit skinny, but you have potential’, Molli said with a devious grin.

Natascha put her fingertips each side of Molli’s cherub face and kissed her. She found herself lingering longer than she had intended.

‘Thank you beautiful’, she said. ‘I have to get to a meeting, but would you like to catch up after work?’

‘Love to.. lets meet at Bar Italia, 7pm’. Molli said, ‘their pizza is to die for.’