"Hey, Brian, wait up. Hey whatsup dude. Hey, Caroline sure got fat over
summer. She was SO hot before, then she threw it all away."
"Yea, " I said reluctantly. I don't know what is wrong with me. Danny's
right, she DID gain weight, but I don't feel turned off at all. I cant stop
staring at her belly in class, my grades are really dropping. Its so hard to
keep my hard on from just poppin out of my pants. She's got the prettiest
face, a really nice pair of tits, thighs that jiggle with every step, the
cutest double chin, a gargantuan belly and these sensuous love handles that
hang well over the side of her short skirt and poke out the side of the width
of the desk. "Yea, she certainly...gained weight,"
I never really was good friends with her in middle school, but now that
we started high school, my locker is right next to hers. We talk often. She
seems to really show off her figure; she wears revealing clothing, talks
about her weight a lot, and ever so gently rubs her belly against my arm.
Here she comes now...
"Hey big guy. What's goin on?" Caroline's bright, high voice gave me a
rock hard erection.
"N-Nothin much, you?"
"Oh, I'm great. You hear that I ate over 200 oz. of steak last weekend?"
She rubbed her drooping flab and I dropped my books. She might've seen my
cock, I don't know, I hope not. Maybe so, maybe she noticed that her size
turned me on and that would get us going. I was a popular guy, played
football, no reason I shouldn't get a tubby like this. I instantly bent
down and snatched up my books.
"WOW! 200 oz?! That's a lot of meat! Umm, you...must...be...proud?"
"Surely. I'm feeling particularly skinny right now." She gave her belly
a pat. I noticed that her cleavage was very obvious. She definitely must
notice. Then a deep rumble came from her ample belly. "Ohhh, none of that
groaning, you. It won't do you any good, lunch is 1 hour away. Say, you got
anything to eat, Brian?"
"Umm, actually lunch is 2 hours away. It's only 10:30."
"REALLY?! Ohh, and to think I ate and ENTIRE box of waffles and a bowl
of cereal at 7:00. Ohhhhh, so do you have anything to hold off this
growling?"
"Yea, well, kinda. I have MY lunch, but feel free to take it. I can
always buy today. And for later, this might not be much, but you can get
free tums and cough drops from the nurse. Here, I have...." She then
grabbed the bag and inhaled my sandwich. "You could do that" I reached my
hand out, expecting her to be done. What a fool I was. She quickly
unwrapped my granola bar and practically swallowed it. She stuffed all five
Oreo cookies in her mouth and gobbled them down. Crumbs started to fall
between her breasts. But other than dropping food down here tits, she was a
MASTER of eating. She knew every food item and how to eat it as fast as
possible. She had an incredible method of chugging coke. She quickly
snatched a pen from her pencil bag and jabbed a hole in the bottom. She
covered the hole with her finger and upturned it to her black hole of a
mouth. She released her finger and it didn't take 5 seconds for the
carbonated calories to drain to her fat belly. A little stream of coke began
to dribble to her cleavage. I couldn't help but stare as she lifter her tits
up and slurped up the coke and bits of food. How she kept them in her
clothes I don't know, but I wish they hadn't. She then dropped them and they
kept jiggling. I just kept starting at them.
"Is that it?! That's all you eat for lunch?" Grumble...."Wow......are
you SURE you don't have anything else?" I just couldn't get my eyes off her
breasts. "Sorry about my unorthodox eating habits. I'll do ANYTHING for
food when I'm hungry."
"42-DD" I said, half in a trance. WHAT?! 42-DD? What was I thinking?!
Oh man, here it comes, she's gonna smack me right here.
"Mmmhmmm." She lifted up her breasts again and shoved them up next to my
face. "You like these babies?"
I was spellbound. I tried to act cool, but I couldn't resist.
"Y-y-y-yessss." I reached up slowly and looked at her as if asking, OK?
"Not today, big boy. But I'll give you a little feel of soft flab for a
little while." She untucked her shirt and I saw her flat stomach. I was
confused. Then she untucked her belly from her skirt and dropped it. It
hung at least 3 inches over the button of her skirt. She grabbed a fold of it
and gave it a little jiggle. "You got 15 seconds." My hands dashed for her
luscious rolls. The soft, warm, jiggling fat which I had just come to adore
left just as quickly as it came. It was my free period, and no one else was
in the halls but me and her, lucky for me. "Time's up, you greedy little
boy. Now close your eyes." I didn't hesitate. My eyes shut in a hurry.
Then I was told to bend over a little. I might get smacked or I might get
left here looking like a moron, but I'll stay down in case something good
happens. Then I felt some warmth in front of my face. Then my head was
gently squeezed from both sides by some soft skin. I waited for a few
seconds and then opened my eyes. Dark cleavage was no more than 3 inches
away from my face. My mouth began to water. Then her head came down to meet
my gaze. "I never said to open them....you're a bad boy. I might have to
discipline you....but...later. Oh and one more thing, I can't go off looking
like this. Tuck this back in, or you'll never see it again." Why would I
argue this? I gently massaged her belly and dropped it back into its place
while I watched it jiggle aimlessly inside her loose, newly bought skirt. It
certainly wouldn't stay loose long, but it let me get a look at her creamy
white thighs. She walked off, her butt and hips swaying provocatively. I
had a boner all day and couldn't wait to get home and blow my load.
After I had, I made a note to pack 3 lunches, seeing that she could eat
2, then save one for myself. I made sure to put extra fatty things in it.
"Mmmmm, I see you packed a little extra today. Well, let me tell you,
that yesterday I ended up getting cough drops. Having to get cough drops
makes me mad, let's hope that I don't have to get em today." Then the eating
began. She wolfed down 3 BLT's which I made with ample bacon, mayo, and
tomatoes, made a mess of crumbs on her chest from one huge bag of nacho
doritos, and chugged down 3 cokes in probably under 2 minutes. She opened
the wrapper to all 5 slim jim beef jerky sticks. She put them all in her
gullet and began to open the granola bars. She basically swallowed them
whole. Soon, the three large lunches were gone (including mine). She rubbed
her belly and licked her fingers clean. I soon came up with an idea which
was pretty clever. I gathered up all the crumbs she left and packed them
together. They made a pretty sizable ball mostly of doritos and granola
bars. I began to put it towards her mouth, and she lunged out to bite it. I
then "accidentally" dropped it onto her chest. She picked up her large
breasts about halfway up to her mouth and began to open her mouth when she
stopped. "Heyyy. I see your little scheme. Well, I'm not falling for it.
Instead, you have to get it out." She pulled her tight, thin white shirt
down and pulled her tits out, which unfortunately still happened to be in her
bra. I dug my hands in and started to fish around. I easily found the ball
of crumbs, but I didn't take it out. I began to cup her breasts and shake
them, as if I could not find it already. Meanwhile she smiled. Eventually,
I pulled it out and popped it in her mouth. She swallowed it whole. "Thank
you. So I GUESS that that was a fairly large meal, pshh. You're gonna have
to do better than that. Luckily, I packed a little something for myself as
well. You can feed it to me. Let's go outside." We walked outside and she
pulled 4 footlong subs out of her bag. "Here we go. Now maybe this will
fill my belly. Feed me."
"You gonna eat all that?"
"You're gonna make me."
"I have no problem with that." We were in a secluded corner where no one
could see us, even people inside. I picked up a poor boy and began to shove
it down her mouth scooby soo style. She kept pace very quickly. It was like
feeding wood through a saw. There was one sub gone. Two subs. Then she
pulled out another coke and chugged it to wash down her hearty meal. Then we
started on the third sub. It took a while to get it down, but she didn't
seem to be full yet. She pulled up her shirt which revealed all but the
bottom roll of her belly.
"Rub me down." Her jean shorts (cut VERY short) were very tight and her
belly overlapped them easily. But there was more, much more, of her flab
underneath. They must be uncomfortable, also probably retarding her eating.
I tried to unbutton them, but I could not quite get it.
"Suck your tummy in, would ya?"
"I am." Ohh man, it was that big when she was sucking in? Then I had an
idea which made me hard as a rock.
"Well then, stop sucking in." She smiled and began to slowly exhale.
Her belly slowly stretched outward and I could hear the jeans start to creak.
She kept going and going. More creaking. More exhaling. POW! The button
rocketed off a hundred feet or so. But I wasn't paying attention to that at
all. Her massive belly flowed out in all directions. the zipper was forced
down instantly. The empty spot where the button had been stretched well off
to the side, and she once again filled the jeans. "Is that better?"
"No, I'm hungry now."
"I can do something about that." Turns out that I couldn't do much after
all. She absolutely wolfed down the last sub and polished off 2 liters of
coke. I sat and rubber her belly. "So how much do you weigh?"
"Guess..."
"200?"
"One year ago."
"230?"
"Up."
"245?!" This was turning me on a lot.
"Higher."
"260."
"Getting warmer."
"275"
"277." The words rolled off her mouth so gently and she looked even more
sexy.
"Wow. Sit on my lap, I want to feel those pounds."
"Let me know when your leg bones break." She smiled. Ooof. Such
tremendous weight. My dick got even harder. She looked back and smiled and
me. She took my hands and placed them at her belly. I began to rub and
massage her flab. Such a beautiful, soft belly...
A couple months passed by. Caroline had since passed 300 pounds of
delicious fat. She had even fed me a bit and I had gained 10 pounds. She
says I look good, but I still think that she looks better. She's so big.
Her massive, powerful thighs are wider than my waist, her hips are bigger
than my height. I knew we were pushing her health, though. Too much
unhealthy food and not enough exercise left her in pretty bad shape.
Inevitably, she had her heart attack. It was pretty bad too, but the
surgeons were very good. I went to see her as soon as she was ok.
She had a bucket of fried chicken and she was really scarfing it down.
"How's my tubby doing?" I ask affectionately, gently rubbing her belly. She
looks pretty good in her hospital robe. "Are they really letting you eat
that?"
"Mmmm, oh yea baby. They're giving me all the food I want. They gave me
a new, big strong cow heart, it can take a lot of punishment. Then there's
this enzyme that gets rid of a bunch of the cholesterol in my blood.
They're encouraging me to eat a lot of fatty foods to test out this potential
money maker. Do you realize the potential of this, how fat I can get? You
can feed me all day long. And if I want, I can liposuction out some of the
fat if I ever get too fat, or I want to go travel or something. Pretty cool
huh?"
"Ye....yea. Are you ok?"
"I'm still a little sore, but I'll manage. You wanna be a sweety and get
me that coke over there?"
"Not a problem." I would never get tired of this girl.