Britt Reid
Library Editor
~BBW, Romance, Imagery, Sex, ~SWG - a high school relationship matures and finially ignites a decade later
Part 1: HIGH SCHOOL YEARS
Erica and Jeff had been friends since high school. She was then a grade below him, but quickly moved into his friend group and became "one of the guys." Back then, she was fairly thin, though with a nice flair to her hips that accentuated her round bottom. Her skin was soft and fair with touches of freckles around her face. Her beautiful light blond hair was straight and full and it hung around her oval face giving her the look of a classic Playboy model. Her upper body was a little fuller, with thick arms.
Jeff was in love with her. He had found Erica incredibly attractive when they were in drama club together, and Jeff was ecstatic when she took to Jeff and his guy friends. They would go out to movies, the mall, and parties as a group, with Jeff slowly trying to work up the courage to move out of the "friend zone."
He relished every time he saw Erica come into the grocery store he worked at. When he saw her bright blond hair and stunning blue eyes showing in the doorway his heart would pound. As he smelled her flowery perfume as she passed his register, butterflies would churn in his stomach. And he'd feel himself swooning as he watched her round ass pass back out the door.
Over time, they had started talking on the phone late into the evening. Sometimes talking until 1 or 2 am about life, change, the future. Jeff felt they were absolutely soul mates. Yet, she never gave him any sign they were more than just good friends.
He never did work up the courage to make a move towards a lifetime relationshi. He graduated and moved away for college. One weekend when he was back in town, Erica asked if he wanted to go to the movies. She was a senior thenm and had grown from the young coed he remembered into a truly gorgeous woman. And, much to Jeff's enjoyment, she had put on maybe 5 pounds or so. Just enough that as they sat in the movie theater he could glance over and see a small roll forming around her waist.
Her arms and breasts just a little thicker than before. How badly he wanted to lean over and kiss her—feel his hands run against her soft arms, maybe even give them a little squeeze to explore their new softness. God, how he wanted her. Again, lust lost out to cowardice and they parted that evening as they had started it: as just friends, with Jeff aching to be with her.
HER EARLY COLLEGE YEARS
Jeff went back to college and learned that Erica graduated high school a year early. Having already turned 18 the summer after her junior year, and quite smart as well, she felt ready to move on to college. Not only that but she'd developed quite a womanly shape, with softer and rounder breasts and even wider hips and thighs. Still slim, she was working her way toward a fuller woman than a tiny, girlish high schooler. Of course, to Jeff's disappoint, she didn't go to the large state school he was at. Instead, she opted for a smaller private school in the city they had grown up in. Jeff and Erica slowly fell out of touch except for a few emails here and there.
They both continued on their college careers, with each of them dating others. Jeff never found anyone he wanted to be with more than Erica. To add insult to injury, he came across a Webshots page Erica had started—with pictures of her with her new boyfriend. He'd stare jealously at the guy putting his hands around the soft waist of the girl he loved. And, he noticed, over the next several months that waistline getting a little softer.
Her Halloween pictures showed her in a tight witch costume with the hint of a pot belly now showing through. A picture of Erica and her boyfriend on a hay ride, revealed a new pair of jeans to accommodate her thickening thighs. A New Year's Eve photo showed Erica's slight double chin forming. And by spring, her tank top was riding up a bit to show two small love handles forming. Jeff estimated she'd put on about 10 pounds that year. To his delight and envy, she was starting to get chubby.
Jeff went through a girlfriend or two each year throughout college. He'd dated a thin blond with gorgeous breasts and long flowing hair that would come to the tops of her nipples. But she had a body too boney for him.
He slept with a thicker brunette. They met at a party one week, though Jeff had little interest in her at first; then they ran into each other at another party the next week. He was much drunker that time, and when the brunette came onto him, running her wide ass against him in the hallway, he couldn't help it. After sex, they laid together, and he ran his hair through her hair. It was curly and bristly, he missed the blond's soft smooth hair.
He spent a year with a curvy, perky redhead. Over that year she packed on a good 10 pounds from her bakery job, it went right to her hips and ass. Jeff loved to shake her fattening cheeks as she rode him. Yet, he never felt that click with her; never truly felt she was his soulmate.
All the while, he continued to check in on Erica, off and on as she passed through his mind, through her photos. Erica looked to have broken up with one boyfriend, moved onto another, and finally another. It seemed with each boyfriend, by the time they broke up, she had packed on another 5 pounds.
He could only imagine how lucky he would be to share in the plumping of such a beautiful girl. Watching her shirts slowly tighten as her belly grew a little bigger. Pants clinging to her widening butt and thighs. There was one photo of Erica at a dance in a tight blue, revealing a newly bulging little pot belly.
Her boyfriend at the time was positioned behind her with his hands awkwardly resting on the edge of her lightly protruding gut. Jeff imagined himself running his hands down the curves of her growing paunch. Instead, the guy in the photo looked uncomfortable to have Erica's softening waist under his hands. In time, the pictures on her Webshots were coming less frequently and finally ended altogether the end of his last year in college.
Now as he approached graduation, and Erica ended her third college year, Jeff got an update on his plumping high school crush. He was hanging out with his high school friends and Erica came up in conversation. One of his friends had seen Erica at the mall. He remarked how she now looked rightly fat. Though she'd always had a round, shapely butt, it was now starting to turn into a "tank ass." And Jeff's friend lamented she had rolls that jiggled when she walked. She still, at least, the friend agreed, had "awesome tits."
Jeff more than ever wanted to see her in person. He knew his friends' description was likely an exaggeration. The last picture he had seen was from at least 8 months ago, and she had probably only put on 20 pounds since high school. Yet, his imagination and curiosity got the better of him. Even though she was dating someone, and she and Jeff had only remained in minor email contact, Jeff knew he had to see how she had blossomed.
Hesitantly, Jeff called her parents' house, hoping she was staying there that summer. Happily, Erica's sweet voice picked up and Jeff immediately got those same butterflies in his stomach as when he smelled her when she'd visit the story he worked at in high school.
In fact, the same sweet, lilac perfume scent came flooding back to his memory. Though this time they were accompanied by mental images he had formed. Her walking around the mall wearing tight khaki shorts showing off a pair of softening milky white thighs. A tank top with a protruding little beer belly jiggling. Every step would send small ripples through it and cause a pair of growing love handles to quake slightly. Bigger, rounder breasts bouncing with each footfall, moving between two meatier upper arms. The image of Erica's now "tank" sized ass was just coming to mind when he snapped back to reality. His mouth was dry and he was growing hard.
He asked how she was and she replied she was doing wonderfully. She had one more year left in college and an amazing boyfriend she was going to move in with. The butterflies turned to nausea for a moment, but he knew he had no right to be jealous. He asked if she wanted to grab coffee or something, and she said she would love to—except that tomorrow she was leaving for a summer aboard in Europe. She would be gone for 2 months. Jeff weakly wished her happy travels and they hung up.
Part 2: HER SUMMER ABROAD
Before they hung up, Jeff asked Erica about one thing. He asked why she had stopped posting pictures on Webshots. Erica seemed a little flustered, but she brushed the concern away saying that she had just been busy the past school year. Jeff inquired if she wouldn't mind taking some pictures while she traveled through Europe. Erica gladly complied though. Jeff's heart leapt. She'd make sure to show him all of Europe.
Jeff was less than enthused when the photos starting showing up though. A shot of Moscow, a castle in Germany, the Vatican, the streets of Amsterdam. The only picture that actually had Erica was one of her "holding up" the leaning tower. She was so far away he couldn't even make out her face.
The barrage of tourist snapshots continued for 2 months with Jeff giving up hope of seeing anything of Erica. He became obsessed. Fantasizing about her guzzling beer in Germany and packing on 5, 10 pounds. Growing out of all the clothes she brought from her huge pasta meals in Italy. Spilling pastry crumbs all over her large, bulging belly as she plowed through whole trays at Parisian bakeries.
Finally, toward the end of her travels, Erica posted a picture that piqued Jeff's interest. She stood on a balcony in Paris, the Eiffel Tower in the background. Erica looked fat. Certainly not as fat as she had grown in his imagination, but she had clearly gained 10 pounds since he saw a photo of her last.
The first thing that drew his attention the most was her belly. It was now sticking out further than her breasts. The blue shirt she was wearing clung to it mercilessly and the outline of her much deeper navel was visible. The second thing that drew his attention was the baguette she was holding.
Boy, had she been eating. Her thick arms looked fatter and even her fingers, wrapped around the bread were looking chubby. She was wearing a pair of black stretch pants that were certainly stretching quite a bit around her now wide thighs. They met for a good 2 inches, even slightly pushing into each other the way Erica was standing, and her calves were looking swollen. A very noticeable double chin had formed that hung just lightly around her fatter face.
Jeff was sure she had now gained at least 30 pounds from high school and had transitioned from curvy girl to chubby woman. Even though it was only one photo, Jeff felt elated. More importantly he felt ready to do something about his cowardice and actually make something happen with Erica.
HER LAST YEAR IN COLLEGE
Jeff prepared to move to Chicago for a year-long internship. This meant an even greater separation between him and Erica. So his pent up bravado to go after Erica slowly faded. But it didn't disappear. In fact, one night, shortly after moving, alone and drunk in his new apartment in a new city with no one he knew around, he emailed Erica.
He sent her a poem he had written to her one night in high school. He didn't say much in his email. Just that he was thinking of her. That he was feeling lonely. And that he had had quite a crush on her in high school. Erica responded the next day, asking for Jeff's phone number so she could call.
Now sober, Jeff had to admit to her as they talked that he did have a crush on her in high school. She asked him why. He told her about his adoration of her beautiful long blond hair, how amazing she looked in her pair of light blue jeans with the right butt pocket sewn back on, and the joy he felt as they would talk on into the night.
At first, he felt hesitant, knowing she was with someone he had no right to steal her from. Then as he talked, he grew more confident. In fact, Erica seemed quite happy with his doting. He got a particular glow about him as he talked about her wearing those jeans he loved.Abruptly, Erica changed her tone, apologized, and hung up.
He'd emailed her to apologize if he'd said anything inappropriate, but she never responded. Several months later, Erica posted a few pictures from a Christmas party. Jeff's heart sank. She was wearing a tight, new red outfit that showed off a much flatter, sleeker waist, smaller and tighter thighs, and a much slimmer butt. Easily, in the 6 months since she stood with a bulging belly and baguette in hand, she'd lost 20 pounds.
Jeff felt betrayed. He shooed the thoughts away—like he had any say about her body at all. He dove into his work and made new friends that occupied his time. A thin coworker and he began a relationship, which occupied his mind. She was funny and cute, but too slight. Jeff couldn't care less and he dove head first in. It was something.
His internship year was wrapping up, but Jeff was making plans to stay in Chicago for a new company. To announce his new job he joined a new website he'd heard about called Facebook. He'd avoided the MySpace craze, mainly because Erica had never popped on there. But now he saw Erica on Facebook. The first picture he saw, too, was of Erica at her college graduation.
She'd gained back quite a bit of weight, but was nowhere near as big as before. Her double chin had returned and so had her belly, which stuck out a good inch over her pants. He noticed that her butt had really grown the most. In fact, the tight black pants she was wearing were the same ones from the Christmas photo. Her round cheeks stretched the pants so hard that her underwear were lightly framed. And there was a noticeable line down her pants between her now sizable ass cheeks. In addition, to her larger body, he also noticed there was no guy in any of her recent photos.
The very next day, he received a Facebook message from Erica. She wanted to come visit Chicago with a friend and wondered if it was possible to stay at his place. A huge smile crossed Jeff's face. His roommate was going to be away for a weekend later that month.
Part 3: HER VISIT - THE FIRST NIGHT
Jeff offered to meet them at the el train stop, and as Erica descended the steps Jeff's heart nearly stopped. He realized this had been the first time he'd seen her in person since their movie night almost 4 years ago. She hadn't gained any weight since he saw photos, but she looked much larger in real life.
She was wearing a different, better fitting, pair of black pants. They still clung to her wide thighs, which jiggled lightly with each step down. The blouse she was wearing covered her belly, but exposed a pair of nicely rounded breasts that shook and wiggled. Her always thick arms, looked soft and bulding and her beautiful face was so round with a very defined double chin forming. He thought about what his high school self would say seeing this chubby beauty.
As she approached him, she hurried her pace a little causing her to lose balance. Jeff rushed forward to catch her and her bulk fell into his hands. Pressing into her soft sides he lifted her upward causing her chubby upper body to quiver for a moment. They embraced.
He was introduced to her friend, Emily, a very shapely brunette with olive skin who was roughly the same size as Erica. Emily was wearing a tight pair of jeans that looked like she had outgrown them 10 pounds ago. A tight green shirt accentuated Emily's sizable pot belly that shook and jiggled as she walked. Her thick arms were pushing at the edges of her shirt causing it to ride up closer to her shoulders. And her shapely breasts seemed to be constrained by a too small bra as well. The tight bra made a small amount of back fat ooze out.
As they walked to the bar, Jeff asked what brought them to Chicago, and they mentioned wanting to see some musical theater. A few drinks in, Erica explained she had broken up with her boyfriend. A few more drinks in, and Erica lamented that they were still sharing an apartment. Another round, and she was complaining about needing to get out of there even for a weekend.
All three had done quite a bit of drinking and the girls both mentioned they were quite hungry. Emily even stood next to Jeff, cutely pouted and rubbed her round stomach as she complained it was growling. Jeff happily offered to order pizza back at his place where they could keep drinking. The girls gladly complied. Another few drinks and several slices of pizza later at Jeff's place, Erica remarked that Mike, her ex, would never let her eat like this. Emily smiled and said not to worry about that here and to let loose.
Jeff could not believe this was happening. Erica lunged for another breadstick, which she promptly thanked Jeff for thinking to also order. Both girls polished off the meal and leaned back: Emily's protruding belly starting to poke out cutely from under her shirt, Erica's growing stomach now showing against her once loose top. Emily complained she felt stuffed and wanted to lay down, and Jeff could see her jeans' button digging into her bloated gut. Erica agreed she could use to lay down, too, so Jeff guided them both to his bed.
Emily laid down causing her stomach to poke up several inches into air. Erica sat down, motioning for Jeff to sit between them. Jeff, drunk, horny, and desperately wanting to embrace both girls finally made a move. He laid in the middle of the bed and put his arms around both of them. He drew Erica in closely to him, and she nestled against his chest, while Emily leaned against his side and took his hand in hers. The three snuggled together, Jeff between his fattened gorgeous high school crush and her plumping, stuffed friend.
The three laid there for a half hour or so talking and Jeff would bring each of them in turn closer and closer. He felt Erica's wide butt brush against his side and he ran a hand down her hips. She cooed and pulled tighter. Emily turned over and pressed herself and her round belly into Jeff. Her large breasts, overflowing a bit from their tight confines, rubbed against his arms. He knew he needed to make a choice.
He leaned over against Erica, who was nicely pressed into the crook of his arm. He lifted her chin lightly and softly placed his lips against hers. Softly, delicately, he pulled against her chubby arms with his hand and brought her closer. She slowly began to kiss him back deeper. Her lips parted for a moment and he lightly grazed his tongue along her lips. She smelled of pizza and of gin but mostly of lilac perfume. Suddenly everything felt right with the world. Emily continued to push with her protruding belly and breasts into Jeff's side and he continued to kiss Erica more and more deeply.
Emily nestled against Jeff for a few more minutes before getting the hint, giving Erica a loving squeeze on her legs, and then stood up. Emily smiled, and tugging her rising top over her buldging gut, gave a quiet burp, and staggered off to Jeff's roommate's room.
Erica looked up at Jeff with a huge smile and asked "What was that?" He kissed her lightly on her plump cheek and replied, "Is this okay with you?" She cooed, turned over, and they spooned, her round butt firmly against him.
He lovingly kissed the back of her neck while running his right hand down her body and over her widening hips; he was shocked at how much bigger they were than his. As a teen, she'd had wide hips, but now Jeff realized she was actually starting to get rightfully fat. And he trailed his hand lightly over her belly, which was sticking out much further than he could have imagined. She had clearly stuffed herself and her hard belly reflected that. His hand came to rest on her soft thighs and soon the food and alcohol caught up to the both on them and they fell asleep.
Part 4: HER VISIT - THE SECOND NIGHT
The next day, Jeff had work and the girls spent the day touring the city, seeing musicals, and sampling all of the food Chicago had to offer. The girls met up with Jeff at a bar after he was done with work and recounted their day, including the huge deep dish pizza they had just had. Emily's eyes glazed over as she recounted her surprise they were able to eat the whole thing. Jeff remarked they probably wouldn't be hungry for dinner soon then, and Emily retorted that they were on vacation and to bring on the food.
After a few rounds of beers, they made their way to an Indian buffet. The girls piled their plates high and Jeff got a first-hand glimpse as to how Erica had been packing the weight back on. Emily would grab a pakora or piece of tandoori and load it onto Erica's plate saying she'd love it. As Emily went back for fourths, she dragged a protesting Erica with her. The two girls ate lavishly, which delighted Jeff immensely. He wondered how quickly the girls had packed on the extra 10 pounds they both seemed to be carrying. Emily clearly had developed a huge appetite, and was slowly helping Erica gain one as well. A large smile crossed his face when he realized another pound or two would surely get tacked on from their indulging this weekend. And at the end of it all, Emily asked if there was a good ice cream place nearby.
The evening continued this way with ice cream, then more beers at a bar, a loaded hot dog for each girl, more beers, a funnel cake, and several more beers. Erica would sneak a kiss from Jeff here and there. And he would sneak a glimpse at her growing figure—imagining all of the hundreds of calories she was packing into her stuffed, plumping body.
Jeff noticed Emily fidgeting with her skirt off and on, her belly sticking out so far he wondered how she was fitting into her clothes at all. Much to Jeff's delight, he noticed Erica let out a notch on the belt for her jeans not once but twice. And by the end of the night, back at his place, at 3am, the belt came off entirely.
While Emily snored on the couch, her skirt opened and her bulging gut exposed for a good 3 inches, Erica and Jeff embraced and undressed in his bedroom. He struggled with her jeans, which were so tight on her widening hips and thighs that he needed to brace himself against the bed frame. As he peeled her top off, her amazing, pale belly came into full view. There was a red mark where her pants had been digging in, pushing against her fat as she gorged herself that weekend. He even noticed a few stretch marks against the sides of it, which he ran his hands along.
As held her at arms' length from him and sighed, "You are the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen."
Erica blushed and murmured, "Am I?"
She looked down bashfully, causing her double chin to show softly, outlined against her cascading blond hair.
Jeff just brought her close and kissed her. From staring at her gorgeous naked figure, he could tell she was incredibly stuffed. Her belly was pushing out so much further than the previous night, even further than her round breasts. He now realized he had never seen them before. The nipples were pink and perfectly sized, and perked up nicely even though her breasts were sagging lightly under their increasing bulk. Small fat rolls were forming where her breasts met her torso.
It felt so odd to him that this was happening, yet felt perfectly natural at the same time. Moreso, he could not believe how chubby she looked and felt. He grew immediately hard from this thought, but then realized, much to his enjoyment that this was probably not even the biggest she had been. After her weight loss last year, she was at least 5-10 pounds shy of her highest weight from her trip abroad. If she was this gorgeous and this fat looking now, how much bigger and more beautiful would she get.
Jeff brought one hand up to lightly hold her right breast and she inhaled sharply.
"Are you sure this is ok?" asked Jeff confidently. This was his moment and did not want to spoil it because either of them was too drunk.
Erica leaned back, slightly causing her to slip under Jeff in a moment of uncoordination.
"Sorry, I'm a little drunk," replied Erica with a tinge of remorse in her voice.
Jeff immediately responded, "Don't worry."
After a beat, "Can I pleasure you? Nothing else. I just want you to feel incredible."
"Yeahhhh," Erica cooed as she deftly removed her underwear and pulled herself up against his pillows. Spreading her plump thighs and tilting her head back.
Jeff happily began working the fingers of his left hand around her clit while his right hand ran along her soft and burgeoning thighs. Erica moaned deeply and relaxed her body, causing her already bulging belly to surge forward an extra half an inch. Jeff would playfully pinch her thighs while his fingers caressed the sides of her vagina, which quickly grew wet.
"Do you have any idea how sexy you look right now?" Jeff asked—seeking no response, simply trying to keep Erica as enamored as possible.
Before she could utter a word, he placed his mouth around her beautiful vagina and began pleasuring her with ever fiber of his heart. She struggled to form words as he continued to bring her closer and closer to orgasm.
All the while he gripped her plush calves, then her caressed fattening thighs, finally settling on her ample ass. It felt like pure blubber and he could barely fit each growing cheek into her hands. As his tongue flitted past her clitoris, she would lightly cry out in pleasure. He could feel her protruding stomach brush against his forehead every so often. As he grabbed her ass harder and probed his tongue deeper into her, she started to let out louder outbursts.
Jeff imagined how jealous Emily might be to hear her friend approaching climax, but she was fast asleep, drunk, fat hanging out of her clothes. So he pressed on further, and Erica began nearly screaming. Finally, with one last raspy cry of "Jeff" her body shuttered, her chubby body heaving, and she slowly fell backward into the bed.
"Uh. Uhm. Oh," she stammered, between pants, and heaves of her bloated gut.
Jeff kissed her on the cheek and remarked, "That felt so right."
And she simply smiled and kissed him back. She curled her plumping naked body around his side, and contentedly fell into a deep sleep. Jeff laid awake for a moment, and all felt right in his life for the first time in years.
Erica – Ten years
By Allysa2220
By Allysa2220
Part 1: HIGH SCHOOL YEARS
Erica and Jeff had been friends since high school. She was then a grade below him, but quickly moved into his friend group and became "one of the guys." Back then, she was fairly thin, though with a nice flair to her hips that accentuated her round bottom. Her skin was soft and fair with touches of freckles around her face. Her beautiful light blond hair was straight and full and it hung around her oval face giving her the look of a classic Playboy model. Her upper body was a little fuller, with thick arms.
Jeff was in love with her. He had found Erica incredibly attractive when they were in drama club together, and Jeff was ecstatic when she took to Jeff and his guy friends. They would go out to movies, the mall, and parties as a group, with Jeff slowly trying to work up the courage to move out of the "friend zone."
He relished every time he saw Erica come into the grocery store he worked at. When he saw her bright blond hair and stunning blue eyes showing in the doorway his heart would pound. As he smelled her flowery perfume as she passed his register, butterflies would churn in his stomach. And he'd feel himself swooning as he watched her round ass pass back out the door.
Over time, they had started talking on the phone late into the evening. Sometimes talking until 1 or 2 am about life, change, the future. Jeff felt they were absolutely soul mates. Yet, she never gave him any sign they were more than just good friends.
He never did work up the courage to make a move towards a lifetime relationshi. He graduated and moved away for college. One weekend when he was back in town, Erica asked if he wanted to go to the movies. She was a senior thenm and had grown from the young coed he remembered into a truly gorgeous woman. And, much to Jeff's enjoyment, she had put on maybe 5 pounds or so. Just enough that as they sat in the movie theater he could glance over and see a small roll forming around her waist.
Her arms and breasts just a little thicker than before. How badly he wanted to lean over and kiss her—feel his hands run against her soft arms, maybe even give them a little squeeze to explore their new softness. God, how he wanted her. Again, lust lost out to cowardice and they parted that evening as they had started it: as just friends, with Jeff aching to be with her.
HER EARLY COLLEGE YEARS
Jeff went back to college and learned that Erica graduated high school a year early. Having already turned 18 the summer after her junior year, and quite smart as well, she felt ready to move on to college. Not only that but she'd developed quite a womanly shape, with softer and rounder breasts and even wider hips and thighs. Still slim, she was working her way toward a fuller woman than a tiny, girlish high schooler. Of course, to Jeff's disappoint, she didn't go to the large state school he was at. Instead, she opted for a smaller private school in the city they had grown up in. Jeff and Erica slowly fell out of touch except for a few emails here and there.
They both continued on their college careers, with each of them dating others. Jeff never found anyone he wanted to be with more than Erica. To add insult to injury, he came across a Webshots page Erica had started—with pictures of her with her new boyfriend. He'd stare jealously at the guy putting his hands around the soft waist of the girl he loved. And, he noticed, over the next several months that waistline getting a little softer.
Her Halloween pictures showed her in a tight witch costume with the hint of a pot belly now showing through. A picture of Erica and her boyfriend on a hay ride, revealed a new pair of jeans to accommodate her thickening thighs. A New Year's Eve photo showed Erica's slight double chin forming. And by spring, her tank top was riding up a bit to show two small love handles forming. Jeff estimated she'd put on about 10 pounds that year. To his delight and envy, she was starting to get chubby.
Jeff went through a girlfriend or two each year throughout college. He'd dated a thin blond with gorgeous breasts and long flowing hair that would come to the tops of her nipples. But she had a body too boney for him.
He slept with a thicker brunette. They met at a party one week, though Jeff had little interest in her at first; then they ran into each other at another party the next week. He was much drunker that time, and when the brunette came onto him, running her wide ass against him in the hallway, he couldn't help it. After sex, they laid together, and he ran his hair through her hair. It was curly and bristly, he missed the blond's soft smooth hair.
He spent a year with a curvy, perky redhead. Over that year she packed on a good 10 pounds from her bakery job, it went right to her hips and ass. Jeff loved to shake her fattening cheeks as she rode him. Yet, he never felt that click with her; never truly felt she was his soulmate.
All the while, he continued to check in on Erica, off and on as she passed through his mind, through her photos. Erica looked to have broken up with one boyfriend, moved onto another, and finally another. It seemed with each boyfriend, by the time they broke up, she had packed on another 5 pounds.
He could only imagine how lucky he would be to share in the plumping of such a beautiful girl. Watching her shirts slowly tighten as her belly grew a little bigger. Pants clinging to her widening butt and thighs. There was one photo of Erica at a dance in a tight blue, revealing a newly bulging little pot belly.
Her boyfriend at the time was positioned behind her with his hands awkwardly resting on the edge of her lightly protruding gut. Jeff imagined himself running his hands down the curves of her growing paunch. Instead, the guy in the photo looked uncomfortable to have Erica's softening waist under his hands. In time, the pictures on her Webshots were coming less frequently and finally ended altogether the end of his last year in college.
Now as he approached graduation, and Erica ended her third college year, Jeff got an update on his plumping high school crush. He was hanging out with his high school friends and Erica came up in conversation. One of his friends had seen Erica at the mall. He remarked how she now looked rightly fat. Though she'd always had a round, shapely butt, it was now starting to turn into a "tank ass." And Jeff's friend lamented she had rolls that jiggled when she walked. She still, at least, the friend agreed, had "awesome tits."
Jeff more than ever wanted to see her in person. He knew his friends' description was likely an exaggeration. The last picture he had seen was from at least 8 months ago, and she had probably only put on 20 pounds since high school. Yet, his imagination and curiosity got the better of him. Even though she was dating someone, and she and Jeff had only remained in minor email contact, Jeff knew he had to see how she had blossomed.
Hesitantly, Jeff called her parents' house, hoping she was staying there that summer. Happily, Erica's sweet voice picked up and Jeff immediately got those same butterflies in his stomach as when he smelled her when she'd visit the story he worked at in high school.
In fact, the same sweet, lilac perfume scent came flooding back to his memory. Though this time they were accompanied by mental images he had formed. Her walking around the mall wearing tight khaki shorts showing off a pair of softening milky white thighs. A tank top with a protruding little beer belly jiggling. Every step would send small ripples through it and cause a pair of growing love handles to quake slightly. Bigger, rounder breasts bouncing with each footfall, moving between two meatier upper arms. The image of Erica's now "tank" sized ass was just coming to mind when he snapped back to reality. His mouth was dry and he was growing hard.
He asked how she was and she replied she was doing wonderfully. She had one more year left in college and an amazing boyfriend she was going to move in with. The butterflies turned to nausea for a moment, but he knew he had no right to be jealous. He asked if she wanted to grab coffee or something, and she said she would love to—except that tomorrow she was leaving for a summer aboard in Europe. She would be gone for 2 months. Jeff weakly wished her happy travels and they hung up.
Part 2: HER SUMMER ABROAD
Before they hung up, Jeff asked Erica about one thing. He asked why she had stopped posting pictures on Webshots. Erica seemed a little flustered, but she brushed the concern away saying that she had just been busy the past school year. Jeff inquired if she wouldn't mind taking some pictures while she traveled through Europe. Erica gladly complied though. Jeff's heart leapt. She'd make sure to show him all of Europe.
Jeff was less than enthused when the photos starting showing up though. A shot of Moscow, a castle in Germany, the Vatican, the streets of Amsterdam. The only picture that actually had Erica was one of her "holding up" the leaning tower. She was so far away he couldn't even make out her face.
The barrage of tourist snapshots continued for 2 months with Jeff giving up hope of seeing anything of Erica. He became obsessed. Fantasizing about her guzzling beer in Germany and packing on 5, 10 pounds. Growing out of all the clothes she brought from her huge pasta meals in Italy. Spilling pastry crumbs all over her large, bulging belly as she plowed through whole trays at Parisian bakeries.
Finally, toward the end of her travels, Erica posted a picture that piqued Jeff's interest. She stood on a balcony in Paris, the Eiffel Tower in the background. Erica looked fat. Certainly not as fat as she had grown in his imagination, but she had clearly gained 10 pounds since he saw a photo of her last.
The first thing that drew his attention the most was her belly. It was now sticking out further than her breasts. The blue shirt she was wearing clung to it mercilessly and the outline of her much deeper navel was visible. The second thing that drew his attention was the baguette she was holding.
Boy, had she been eating. Her thick arms looked fatter and even her fingers, wrapped around the bread were looking chubby. She was wearing a pair of black stretch pants that were certainly stretching quite a bit around her now wide thighs. They met for a good 2 inches, even slightly pushing into each other the way Erica was standing, and her calves were looking swollen. A very noticeable double chin had formed that hung just lightly around her fatter face.
Jeff was sure she had now gained at least 30 pounds from high school and had transitioned from curvy girl to chubby woman. Even though it was only one photo, Jeff felt elated. More importantly he felt ready to do something about his cowardice and actually make something happen with Erica.
HER LAST YEAR IN COLLEGE
Jeff prepared to move to Chicago for a year-long internship. This meant an even greater separation between him and Erica. So his pent up bravado to go after Erica slowly faded. But it didn't disappear. In fact, one night, shortly after moving, alone and drunk in his new apartment in a new city with no one he knew around, he emailed Erica.
He sent her a poem he had written to her one night in high school. He didn't say much in his email. Just that he was thinking of her. That he was feeling lonely. And that he had had quite a crush on her in high school. Erica responded the next day, asking for Jeff's phone number so she could call.
Now sober, Jeff had to admit to her as they talked that he did have a crush on her in high school. She asked him why. He told her about his adoration of her beautiful long blond hair, how amazing she looked in her pair of light blue jeans with the right butt pocket sewn back on, and the joy he felt as they would talk on into the night.
At first, he felt hesitant, knowing she was with someone he had no right to steal her from. Then as he talked, he grew more confident. In fact, Erica seemed quite happy with his doting. He got a particular glow about him as he talked about her wearing those jeans he loved.Abruptly, Erica changed her tone, apologized, and hung up.
He'd emailed her to apologize if he'd said anything inappropriate, but she never responded. Several months later, Erica posted a few pictures from a Christmas party. Jeff's heart sank. She was wearing a tight, new red outfit that showed off a much flatter, sleeker waist, smaller and tighter thighs, and a much slimmer butt. Easily, in the 6 months since she stood with a bulging belly and baguette in hand, she'd lost 20 pounds.
Jeff felt betrayed. He shooed the thoughts away—like he had any say about her body at all. He dove into his work and made new friends that occupied his time. A thin coworker and he began a relationship, which occupied his mind. She was funny and cute, but too slight. Jeff couldn't care less and he dove head first in. It was something.
His internship year was wrapping up, but Jeff was making plans to stay in Chicago for a new company. To announce his new job he joined a new website he'd heard about called Facebook. He'd avoided the MySpace craze, mainly because Erica had never popped on there. But now he saw Erica on Facebook. The first picture he saw, too, was of Erica at her college graduation.
She'd gained back quite a bit of weight, but was nowhere near as big as before. Her double chin had returned and so had her belly, which stuck out a good inch over her pants. He noticed that her butt had really grown the most. In fact, the tight black pants she was wearing were the same ones from the Christmas photo. Her round cheeks stretched the pants so hard that her underwear were lightly framed. And there was a noticeable line down her pants between her now sizable ass cheeks. In addition, to her larger body, he also noticed there was no guy in any of her recent photos.
The very next day, he received a Facebook message from Erica. She wanted to come visit Chicago with a friend and wondered if it was possible to stay at his place. A huge smile crossed Jeff's face. His roommate was going to be away for a weekend later that month.
Part 3: HER VISIT - THE FIRST NIGHT
Jeff offered to meet them at the el train stop, and as Erica descended the steps Jeff's heart nearly stopped. He realized this had been the first time he'd seen her in person since their movie night almost 4 years ago. She hadn't gained any weight since he saw photos, but she looked much larger in real life.
She was wearing a different, better fitting, pair of black pants. They still clung to her wide thighs, which jiggled lightly with each step down. The blouse she was wearing covered her belly, but exposed a pair of nicely rounded breasts that shook and wiggled. Her always thick arms, looked soft and bulding and her beautiful face was so round with a very defined double chin forming. He thought about what his high school self would say seeing this chubby beauty.
As she approached him, she hurried her pace a little causing her to lose balance. Jeff rushed forward to catch her and her bulk fell into his hands. Pressing into her soft sides he lifted her upward causing her chubby upper body to quiver for a moment. They embraced.
He was introduced to her friend, Emily, a very shapely brunette with olive skin who was roughly the same size as Erica. Emily was wearing a tight pair of jeans that looked like she had outgrown them 10 pounds ago. A tight green shirt accentuated Emily's sizable pot belly that shook and jiggled as she walked. Her thick arms were pushing at the edges of her shirt causing it to ride up closer to her shoulders. And her shapely breasts seemed to be constrained by a too small bra as well. The tight bra made a small amount of back fat ooze out.
As they walked to the bar, Jeff asked what brought them to Chicago, and they mentioned wanting to see some musical theater. A few drinks in, Erica explained she had broken up with her boyfriend. A few more drinks in, and Erica lamented that they were still sharing an apartment. Another round, and she was complaining about needing to get out of there even for a weekend.
All three had done quite a bit of drinking and the girls both mentioned they were quite hungry. Emily even stood next to Jeff, cutely pouted and rubbed her round stomach as she complained it was growling. Jeff happily offered to order pizza back at his place where they could keep drinking. The girls gladly complied. Another few drinks and several slices of pizza later at Jeff's place, Erica remarked that Mike, her ex, would never let her eat like this. Emily smiled and said not to worry about that here and to let loose.
Jeff could not believe this was happening. Erica lunged for another breadstick, which she promptly thanked Jeff for thinking to also order. Both girls polished off the meal and leaned back: Emily's protruding belly starting to poke out cutely from under her shirt, Erica's growing stomach now showing against her once loose top. Emily complained she felt stuffed and wanted to lay down, and Jeff could see her jeans' button digging into her bloated gut. Erica agreed she could use to lay down, too, so Jeff guided them both to his bed.
Emily laid down causing her stomach to poke up several inches into air. Erica sat down, motioning for Jeff to sit between them. Jeff, drunk, horny, and desperately wanting to embrace both girls finally made a move. He laid in the middle of the bed and put his arms around both of them. He drew Erica in closely to him, and she nestled against his chest, while Emily leaned against his side and took his hand in hers. The three snuggled together, Jeff between his fattened gorgeous high school crush and her plumping, stuffed friend.
The three laid there for a half hour or so talking and Jeff would bring each of them in turn closer and closer. He felt Erica's wide butt brush against his side and he ran a hand down her hips. She cooed and pulled tighter. Emily turned over and pressed herself and her round belly into Jeff. Her large breasts, overflowing a bit from their tight confines, rubbed against his arms. He knew he needed to make a choice.
He leaned over against Erica, who was nicely pressed into the crook of his arm. He lifted her chin lightly and softly placed his lips against hers. Softly, delicately, he pulled against her chubby arms with his hand and brought her closer. She slowly began to kiss him back deeper. Her lips parted for a moment and he lightly grazed his tongue along her lips. She smelled of pizza and of gin but mostly of lilac perfume. Suddenly everything felt right with the world. Emily continued to push with her protruding belly and breasts into Jeff's side and he continued to kiss Erica more and more deeply.
Emily nestled against Jeff for a few more minutes before getting the hint, giving Erica a loving squeeze on her legs, and then stood up. Emily smiled, and tugging her rising top over her buldging gut, gave a quiet burp, and staggered off to Jeff's roommate's room.
Erica looked up at Jeff with a huge smile and asked "What was that?" He kissed her lightly on her plump cheek and replied, "Is this okay with you?" She cooed, turned over, and they spooned, her round butt firmly against him.
He lovingly kissed the back of her neck while running his right hand down her body and over her widening hips; he was shocked at how much bigger they were than his. As a teen, she'd had wide hips, but now Jeff realized she was actually starting to get rightfully fat. And he trailed his hand lightly over her belly, which was sticking out much further than he could have imagined. She had clearly stuffed herself and her hard belly reflected that. His hand came to rest on her soft thighs and soon the food and alcohol caught up to the both on them and they fell asleep.
Part 4: HER VISIT - THE SECOND NIGHT
The next day, Jeff had work and the girls spent the day touring the city, seeing musicals, and sampling all of the food Chicago had to offer. The girls met up with Jeff at a bar after he was done with work and recounted their day, including the huge deep dish pizza they had just had. Emily's eyes glazed over as she recounted her surprise they were able to eat the whole thing. Jeff remarked they probably wouldn't be hungry for dinner soon then, and Emily retorted that they were on vacation and to bring on the food.
After a few rounds of beers, they made their way to an Indian buffet. The girls piled their plates high and Jeff got a first-hand glimpse as to how Erica had been packing the weight back on. Emily would grab a pakora or piece of tandoori and load it onto Erica's plate saying she'd love it. As Emily went back for fourths, she dragged a protesting Erica with her. The two girls ate lavishly, which delighted Jeff immensely. He wondered how quickly the girls had packed on the extra 10 pounds they both seemed to be carrying. Emily clearly had developed a huge appetite, and was slowly helping Erica gain one as well. A large smile crossed his face when he realized another pound or two would surely get tacked on from their indulging this weekend. And at the end of it all, Emily asked if there was a good ice cream place nearby.
The evening continued this way with ice cream, then more beers at a bar, a loaded hot dog for each girl, more beers, a funnel cake, and several more beers. Erica would sneak a kiss from Jeff here and there. And he would sneak a glimpse at her growing figure—imagining all of the hundreds of calories she was packing into her stuffed, plumping body.
Jeff noticed Emily fidgeting with her skirt off and on, her belly sticking out so far he wondered how she was fitting into her clothes at all. Much to Jeff's delight, he noticed Erica let out a notch on the belt for her jeans not once but twice. And by the end of the night, back at his place, at 3am, the belt came off entirely.
While Emily snored on the couch, her skirt opened and her bulging gut exposed for a good 3 inches, Erica and Jeff embraced and undressed in his bedroom. He struggled with her jeans, which were so tight on her widening hips and thighs that he needed to brace himself against the bed frame. As he peeled her top off, her amazing, pale belly came into full view. There was a red mark where her pants had been digging in, pushing against her fat as she gorged herself that weekend. He even noticed a few stretch marks against the sides of it, which he ran his hands along.
As held her at arms' length from him and sighed, "You are the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen."
Erica blushed and murmured, "Am I?"
She looked down bashfully, causing her double chin to show softly, outlined against her cascading blond hair.
Jeff just brought her close and kissed her. From staring at her gorgeous naked figure, he could tell she was incredibly stuffed. Her belly was pushing out so much further than the previous night, even further than her round breasts. He now realized he had never seen them before. The nipples were pink and perfectly sized, and perked up nicely even though her breasts were sagging lightly under their increasing bulk. Small fat rolls were forming where her breasts met her torso.
It felt so odd to him that this was happening, yet felt perfectly natural at the same time. Moreso, he could not believe how chubby she looked and felt. He grew immediately hard from this thought, but then realized, much to his enjoyment that this was probably not even the biggest she had been. After her weight loss last year, she was at least 5-10 pounds shy of her highest weight from her trip abroad. If she was this gorgeous and this fat looking now, how much bigger and more beautiful would she get.
Jeff brought one hand up to lightly hold her right breast and she inhaled sharply.
"Are you sure this is ok?" asked Jeff confidently. This was his moment and did not want to spoil it because either of them was too drunk.
Erica leaned back, slightly causing her to slip under Jeff in a moment of uncoordination.
"Sorry, I'm a little drunk," replied Erica with a tinge of remorse in her voice.
Jeff immediately responded, "Don't worry."
After a beat, "Can I pleasure you? Nothing else. I just want you to feel incredible."
"Yeahhhh," Erica cooed as she deftly removed her underwear and pulled herself up against his pillows. Spreading her plump thighs and tilting her head back.
Jeff happily began working the fingers of his left hand around her clit while his right hand ran along her soft and burgeoning thighs. Erica moaned deeply and relaxed her body, causing her already bulging belly to surge forward an extra half an inch. Jeff would playfully pinch her thighs while his fingers caressed the sides of her vagina, which quickly grew wet.
"Do you have any idea how sexy you look right now?" Jeff asked—seeking no response, simply trying to keep Erica as enamored as possible.
Before she could utter a word, he placed his mouth around her beautiful vagina and began pleasuring her with ever fiber of his heart. She struggled to form words as he continued to bring her closer and closer to orgasm.
All the while he gripped her plush calves, then her caressed fattening thighs, finally settling on her ample ass. It felt like pure blubber and he could barely fit each growing cheek into her hands. As his tongue flitted past her clitoris, she would lightly cry out in pleasure. He could feel her protruding stomach brush against his forehead every so often. As he grabbed her ass harder and probed his tongue deeper into her, she started to let out louder outbursts.
Jeff imagined how jealous Emily might be to hear her friend approaching climax, but she was fast asleep, drunk, fat hanging out of her clothes. So he pressed on further, and Erica began nearly screaming. Finally, with one last raspy cry of "Jeff" her body shuttered, her chubby body heaving, and she slowly fell backward into the bed.
"Uh. Uhm. Oh," she stammered, between pants, and heaves of her bloated gut.
Jeff kissed her on the cheek and remarked, "That felt so right."
And she simply smiled and kissed him back. She curled her plumping naked body around his side, and contentedly fell into a deep sleep. Jeff laid awake for a moment, and all felt right in his life for the first time in years.
