~BBW, Feeding, Minor Lesbian Sex, ~SWG - One girl's unique fascination encourages mutual growth.
Author's note: I'm new to this forum and to writing so please be kind! But honest too
I'll appreciate any tips or criticisms. This story is about a girl in high school who realizes her desires when she sees her best friend putting on weight. Realistic :happy:
I glanced out of the corner of my eye at my best friend Alexia, or Lex to those close to her, there was no denying that she was very pretty. She always had been, with those clear blue eyes and long curly mane of natural blonde hair. Lex had cheekbones that could cut glass and there was no denying that I had always been a teensy bit jealous, because I on the other hand was plain. Boring. I have medium length brown, thick hair with a round face and brown eyes, I’ve never been part of the popular crowd whereas Lex seems to be liked by everyone she meets. It always comes as a bit of a surprise that I am the louder one out of the two of us, I just like to talk!
As I thought through this, I saw her sit up and lean forward to grab a hand of popcorn, (mmm... popcorn) absolutely necessary when watching old Friends episodes. I was enjoying the relaxed atmosphere you can only find with your best friend but as she did this, her black and white striped shirt was pushed up slightly, and my eyes were drawn to the minute roll of flab responsible. That wasn’t there before.
Thank god Lex was transfixed on the TV because I was finding it really hard to tear my eyes away. It was just I had always been the one who was a little larger, not overweight, just curvier whereas Lex was as skinny as they come. Every part of her was bony, from her stark collarbones to her thin little legs, not even her boobs provided much shape (something she had always complained of!) so you can see why I was a little surprised at this hint of a beginner belly. I was however surprised at my reaction. Why was I staring? Why did I find that fat so... ? I didn’t finish my thought, god why did I even start it? I almost physically shook my head to try and get my attention back to the TV screen while trying to catch what Lex had started to say,
“... so what do you think?” She flashed be a bright grin.
“I, uh.. um-“ I floundered for words.
“Because I think it’ll be like so much fun! We can go shopping and get ice cream beforehand then sleepover at Tash’s afterwards?”
Oh right, the party on Friday, of course.
“Sure...” We fell into a conversation about boys and fashion and for now, all thoughts of her stomach were pushed out of my head.
* * * *
Laughter spun around the room like a complex spider’s web, drawing us all in closer as we sat there giggling about some mundane thing which only teenage girls can find funny. Lex was practically in a fit as she wiped tears from her eyes, Tash grabbed the opportunity and jumped on top of her with a pillow. I know this sounds like a stereotypical sleepover, and we fill the roles of a stereotypical group of friends too;
There’s Tash who’s probably the most dominant persona among us, she’s tall with fiery auburn hair and big boobs, something that she too complained about when doing her favorite thing in the world – horse riding. But along with a chest, she also has a bit of a stomach, just enough flab to shake when she walks and pooch out slightly over her school trousers.
Then there’s Nichola who is tiny and eats whatever she wants without ever worrying about her weight, you know the type – a metabolism like an Olympic runner on speed!
And then there’s Lex who, now she had recovered from the attack, was helping herself to the mound of food in the middle of the four of us. Nic had thought of everything, there was chocolate, cookies, crisps, not to mention the pizza we had ordered 10 minutes ago.
And then there was me. I wished I could get the voice out of the corner of my head that seemed to be egging Lex on as she dug in, hoping that she would eat more, wanting to see her stuff herself. Oh my god, I found myself telling her she had to try this new type of cookie, pushing it towards her – just to see her stuff down a big one. Not that I wasn’t eating myself, I just seemed to be paying more attention to her.
The sudden doorbell interrupted my reverie, and I started to stand up before Lex stopped me. She was already up, brushing crumbs off her dark purple shirt and mini-skirt, the outfit she had been out in earlier, that’s when I got a good look. Her belly was already a little bit distended from the feast we had in front of us but she hadn’t seemed to notice, no one else would either really. It looked completely normal on someone her size, she was around 5 foot 6 and, taking a guess, about 120 pounds. It definitely wasn’t much, but it was a start.
A start?! What was I on about? This was my best friend! How could I talk about her like that? I felt ashamed as I sat back down, and vowed to not thing about her weight again.
Easier said than done as I later found out.
One post before the next part ... <3
Author's note: I'm new to this forum and to writing so please be kind! But honest too
I'll appreciate any tips or criticisms. This story is about a girl in high school who realizes her desires when she sees her best friend putting on weight. Realistic :happy: Growing Friendship - Lex
By JoanagraceI glanced out of the corner of my eye at my best friend Alexia, or Lex to those close to her, there was no denying that she was very pretty. She always had been, with those clear blue eyes and long curly mane of natural blonde hair. Lex had cheekbones that could cut glass and there was no denying that I had always been a teensy bit jealous, because I on the other hand was plain. Boring. I have medium length brown, thick hair with a round face and brown eyes, I’ve never been part of the popular crowd whereas Lex seems to be liked by everyone she meets. It always comes as a bit of a surprise that I am the louder one out of the two of us, I just like to talk!
As I thought through this, I saw her sit up and lean forward to grab a hand of popcorn, (mmm... popcorn) absolutely necessary when watching old Friends episodes. I was enjoying the relaxed atmosphere you can only find with your best friend but as she did this, her black and white striped shirt was pushed up slightly, and my eyes were drawn to the minute roll of flab responsible. That wasn’t there before.
Thank god Lex was transfixed on the TV because I was finding it really hard to tear my eyes away. It was just I had always been the one who was a little larger, not overweight, just curvier whereas Lex was as skinny as they come. Every part of her was bony, from her stark collarbones to her thin little legs, not even her boobs provided much shape (something she had always complained of!) so you can see why I was a little surprised at this hint of a beginner belly. I was however surprised at my reaction. Why was I staring? Why did I find that fat so... ? I didn’t finish my thought, god why did I even start it? I almost physically shook my head to try and get my attention back to the TV screen while trying to catch what Lex had started to say,
“... so what do you think?” She flashed be a bright grin.
“I, uh.. um-“ I floundered for words.
“Because I think it’ll be like so much fun! We can go shopping and get ice cream beforehand then sleepover at Tash’s afterwards?”
Oh right, the party on Friday, of course.
“Sure...” We fell into a conversation about boys and fashion and for now, all thoughts of her stomach were pushed out of my head.
* * * *
Laughter spun around the room like a complex spider’s web, drawing us all in closer as we sat there giggling about some mundane thing which only teenage girls can find funny. Lex was practically in a fit as she wiped tears from her eyes, Tash grabbed the opportunity and jumped on top of her with a pillow. I know this sounds like a stereotypical sleepover, and we fill the roles of a stereotypical group of friends too;
There’s Tash who’s probably the most dominant persona among us, she’s tall with fiery auburn hair and big boobs, something that she too complained about when doing her favorite thing in the world – horse riding. But along with a chest, she also has a bit of a stomach, just enough flab to shake when she walks and pooch out slightly over her school trousers.
Then there’s Nichola who is tiny and eats whatever she wants without ever worrying about her weight, you know the type – a metabolism like an Olympic runner on speed!
And then there’s Lex who, now she had recovered from the attack, was helping herself to the mound of food in the middle of the four of us. Nic had thought of everything, there was chocolate, cookies, crisps, not to mention the pizza we had ordered 10 minutes ago.
And then there was me. I wished I could get the voice out of the corner of my head that seemed to be egging Lex on as she dug in, hoping that she would eat more, wanting to see her stuff herself. Oh my god, I found myself telling her she had to try this new type of cookie, pushing it towards her – just to see her stuff down a big one. Not that I wasn’t eating myself, I just seemed to be paying more attention to her.
The sudden doorbell interrupted my reverie, and I started to stand up before Lex stopped me. She was already up, brushing crumbs off her dark purple shirt and mini-skirt, the outfit she had been out in earlier, that’s when I got a good look. Her belly was already a little bit distended from the feast we had in front of us but she hadn’t seemed to notice, no one else would either really. It looked completely normal on someone her size, she was around 5 foot 6 and, taking a guess, about 120 pounds. It definitely wasn’t much, but it was a start.
A start?! What was I on about? This was my best friend! How could I talk about her like that? I felt ashamed as I sat back down, and vowed to not thing about her weight again.
Easier said than done as I later found out.
One post before the next part ... <3
