WeightyBabbling
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~BBW, ~~WG, Pregnancy - A young bride gains during her pregnancy, and struggles to lose the baby weight
[Author's Note:] You guys were incredibly encouraging, so I thought I'd try my hand at a longer story. This is part 1, but I promise that there is way more fun to come in part 2! lol
As she shopped for her wedding dress, more than one saleslady had cooed at Jamie that she was the "perfect size!" And indeed, she did fill out the floor model dresses very nicely. She stood 5'7" in bare feet, and weighed in at 125. While she wasn't skinny, she was thin. Her figure was mostly an hourglass, although there was a bit more sand up top.
Even at her tender age of 21, her breasts weren't exactly perky. They drooped more than she liked, when released from the confines of her bra. But in the right push-up, they looked amazing. And her husband-to-be, Matt, certainly didn't seem to mind that they were a little more pendulous than what he was used to.
It was a busy 6 months between their engagement and the wedding, and Jamie had missed more than one gym session by the time the big day rolled around. That, combined with congratulatory dinners, and lunches on the fly, had added a few pounds to her frame. At her last fitting of the dress, a few seams had to be adjusted to accommodate the extra 5lbs.
But on her big day, she was glowing and radiant, as every bride should be. There were a few minor snags, but nothing horrendous enough to wipe the smile off the couple's faces. They weren't just getting married today; they had also found out Jamie was pregnant.
It was their first child, and the first grandchild on both sides of the family. It was a very exciting time for the whole family. The nine months just flew by. It was a pretty much uneventful pregnancy.
Jamie was very careful about what she ate, and mindful of maintaining a light exercise program. She gained a total of 30lbs on the nose, which brought her up to 160lbs at delivery. While she had vowed that she would lose every one of those pounds after birth, Jamie didn't really mind gaining them in the first place.
She rather liked her filled out breasts, and was amazed at the way her stomach pooched out so far from her frame. She loved the way it felt so round and tight. She'd lie on her back and rub her belly at night. It felt so heavy pushing down on her, and her breasts, larger than they had ever been, sloped gently to the side of it.
But after the delivery, she worked hard, and quickly lost 20 of the 30lbs she had gained. Those last 10lbs though, were stubborn. Day after day, she'd stare at the number on the scale. 140lbs. It seemed as though it didn't matter how hard she tried, the number wouldn't budge. The truth was that Jamie wasn't being very realistic. It had only been a matter of months, and a good chunk of what she had lost so far was either baby or fluid. But Jamie had never struggled with her weight before, and within six months had given up trying.
With a newborn, it wasn't hard to think of reasons not to workout. As every new parent will tell you, free time and sleep are two luxuries that are hard to come by. It wasn't long before a lack of exercise and an abundance of easy-to-make food began to take their toll.
Oh, it wasn't a massive weight gain. It was slow, and gradual. A pound here, two pounds there....but over the next year or so, those pounds started to add up.
Her pants began to leave her with a muffin top. Her breasts started oozing out of the sides of her bras. Her shirts began to have trouble meeting the waistband of her pants.
While her breasts were still large, and attention-grabbing, most of the weight she gained seemed to go to her tummy. She lived in a constant state of denial, writing it off to "that time of the month", no matter what time of the month it was. When she finally had to purchase new clothes, she soothed herself by noting that the sizes were still the same. Of course, she then had to ignore that the store she was shopping at had bought into the trend of vanity sizing (that is, their sizes ran larger than average, in the hopes that more women would feel better about wearing them, and shop at that store. In Jamie's case, it worked).
By the end of that first year, she weighed 150lbs, only 10lbs from what she had weighed 9 months pregnant. By this time she had gotten a job at the local McBurger. She tried not to eat there too often, but did have the occasional meal. It was especially tempting because it was free on days that she worked.
Right around the time that she hit 160lbs, Jamie and Matt began arguing a lot. Matt was not thrilled at his wife's new look. She was now in possession of a pair of 40DDs. They still sagged when released, and now had stretch marks to boot. Her ass had widened a bit, although she was still proportionate to her top half. Her hips had rounded into beautiful child-bearing hips.
Her thighs had begun to touch when she walked. In the summer heat, she could feel them sticking to each other. If she looked straight down, she could just see her stomach peeking out from under her breasts. The loose skin on her abdomen that she had post-delivery had filled out again. While still striated with stretch marks, it definitely wasn't hanging there any longer. When she sat, her belly creased into two small folds, and gently rested on her lap.
Matt didn't mind the breasts or the ass, too much, but the gut was something he mocked on a regular basis. It didn't help matters that he was one of those guys who could eat anything they wanted, in any quantity, and still not have to hit the gym.
Jamie tearfully promised to go on a diet, and start going to the local gym. But before she could follow through on that promise, she found out that they would soon have another member of the family.
The timing definitely wasn't right for the young family, since the couple already felt their relationship was strained. Matt was less than supportive at first, making several nasty predictions about what Jamie would look like at the end of this pregnancy. But he eventually removed his head from whence it had been lodged, and apologized.
Unfortunately, Jamie was not always the forgiving type, and his poor behavior had really wounded her. Angrily, she decided to do and eat whatever brought her pleasure during this pregnancy.
"Think I'm too big now, jerk? Just wait! I can eat whatever I want, and you can't say JACK for the next nine months, at least!"
Continued in post #3
Baby Weight
by WeightyBabbling
by WeightyBabbling
[Author's Note:] You guys were incredibly encouraging, so I thought I'd try my hand at a longer story. This is part 1, but I promise that there is way more fun to come in part 2! lol
As she shopped for her wedding dress, more than one saleslady had cooed at Jamie that she was the "perfect size!" And indeed, she did fill out the floor model dresses very nicely. She stood 5'7" in bare feet, and weighed in at 125. While she wasn't skinny, she was thin. Her figure was mostly an hourglass, although there was a bit more sand up top.
Even at her tender age of 21, her breasts weren't exactly perky. They drooped more than she liked, when released from the confines of her bra. But in the right push-up, they looked amazing. And her husband-to-be, Matt, certainly didn't seem to mind that they were a little more pendulous than what he was used to.
It was a busy 6 months between their engagement and the wedding, and Jamie had missed more than one gym session by the time the big day rolled around. That, combined with congratulatory dinners, and lunches on the fly, had added a few pounds to her frame. At her last fitting of the dress, a few seams had to be adjusted to accommodate the extra 5lbs.
But on her big day, she was glowing and radiant, as every bride should be. There were a few minor snags, but nothing horrendous enough to wipe the smile off the couple's faces. They weren't just getting married today; they had also found out Jamie was pregnant.
It was their first child, and the first grandchild on both sides of the family. It was a very exciting time for the whole family. The nine months just flew by. It was a pretty much uneventful pregnancy.
Jamie was very careful about what she ate, and mindful of maintaining a light exercise program. She gained a total of 30lbs on the nose, which brought her up to 160lbs at delivery. While she had vowed that she would lose every one of those pounds after birth, Jamie didn't really mind gaining them in the first place.
She rather liked her filled out breasts, and was amazed at the way her stomach pooched out so far from her frame. She loved the way it felt so round and tight. She'd lie on her back and rub her belly at night. It felt so heavy pushing down on her, and her breasts, larger than they had ever been, sloped gently to the side of it.
But after the delivery, she worked hard, and quickly lost 20 of the 30lbs she had gained. Those last 10lbs though, were stubborn. Day after day, she'd stare at the number on the scale. 140lbs. It seemed as though it didn't matter how hard she tried, the number wouldn't budge. The truth was that Jamie wasn't being very realistic. It had only been a matter of months, and a good chunk of what she had lost so far was either baby or fluid. But Jamie had never struggled with her weight before, and within six months had given up trying.
With a newborn, it wasn't hard to think of reasons not to workout. As every new parent will tell you, free time and sleep are two luxuries that are hard to come by. It wasn't long before a lack of exercise and an abundance of easy-to-make food began to take their toll.
Oh, it wasn't a massive weight gain. It was slow, and gradual. A pound here, two pounds there....but over the next year or so, those pounds started to add up.
Her pants began to leave her with a muffin top. Her breasts started oozing out of the sides of her bras. Her shirts began to have trouble meeting the waistband of her pants.
While her breasts were still large, and attention-grabbing, most of the weight she gained seemed to go to her tummy. She lived in a constant state of denial, writing it off to "that time of the month", no matter what time of the month it was. When she finally had to purchase new clothes, she soothed herself by noting that the sizes were still the same. Of course, she then had to ignore that the store she was shopping at had bought into the trend of vanity sizing (that is, their sizes ran larger than average, in the hopes that more women would feel better about wearing them, and shop at that store. In Jamie's case, it worked).
By the end of that first year, she weighed 150lbs, only 10lbs from what she had weighed 9 months pregnant. By this time she had gotten a job at the local McBurger. She tried not to eat there too often, but did have the occasional meal. It was especially tempting because it was free on days that she worked.
Right around the time that she hit 160lbs, Jamie and Matt began arguing a lot. Matt was not thrilled at his wife's new look. She was now in possession of a pair of 40DDs. They still sagged when released, and now had stretch marks to boot. Her ass had widened a bit, although she was still proportionate to her top half. Her hips had rounded into beautiful child-bearing hips.
Her thighs had begun to touch when she walked. In the summer heat, she could feel them sticking to each other. If she looked straight down, she could just see her stomach peeking out from under her breasts. The loose skin on her abdomen that she had post-delivery had filled out again. While still striated with stretch marks, it definitely wasn't hanging there any longer. When she sat, her belly creased into two small folds, and gently rested on her lap.
Matt didn't mind the breasts or the ass, too much, but the gut was something he mocked on a regular basis. It didn't help matters that he was one of those guys who could eat anything they wanted, in any quantity, and still not have to hit the gym.
Jamie tearfully promised to go on a diet, and start going to the local gym. But before she could follow through on that promise, she found out that they would soon have another member of the family.
The timing definitely wasn't right for the young family, since the couple already felt their relationship was strained. Matt was less than supportive at first, making several nasty predictions about what Jamie would look like at the end of this pregnancy. But he eventually removed his head from whence it had been lodged, and apologized.
Unfortunately, Jamie was not always the forgiving type, and his poor behavior had really wounded her. Angrily, she decided to do and eat whatever brought her pleasure during this pregnancy.
"Think I'm too big now, jerk? Just wait! I can eat whatever I want, and you can't say JACK for the next nine months, at least!"
Continued in post #3
