~BBW, Eating, Romance, ~MWG a coworker in a strange land forms a surprising bond with a grandson of her home country
Kawada was not exactly happy. She had just moved over to the States from Japan and wasn't really looking forward to anything. Working for her Uncle[s trading company and fluent in English she knew she was expected to do what she was told and, according to custom, she had obeyed. But here she had no friends and felt rather alone.
She dumped her bags in the apartment her company had pre-paid for the first couple months and she surveyed her new 'home.'
Its actually a rather nice apartment, she thought. It has a real big living room with a TV, a bedroom with a view, and a nice sized kitchen. It could be worse.
As she thought this last bit, her stomach growled.
"I'm hungry", she thought, "and no wonder - I haven't eaten since the plane, and that was a crappy meal."
Usually Kawy, as people called her, never really bothered with meals. Used to a sink and a microwave as a kitchen, her main food had been a couple of ramen noodle boxes a day, not exactly gourmet nor fattening. Because of this, she had a very slight build, 93 lbs and 5'1, slight even for an Asian girl of 23.
Screw it, she said to herself, New country, new food, I'll order out tonight.
She got out the phone book and ordered a famous American pizza. She relaxed on the couch, eagerly awaiting it, and while waiting began to think about herself. She wasn't happy about her body, blaming her non-existent chest for everything though. She had had sex once, and it hadn't really been that enjoyable. She was getting depressed by the time the pizza came and shoved the money with a tip at the pizza boy, shut the door, turned on the TV and started eating.
She had finished off four slices before she decided to stop. It wasn't that she was full; she just wanted to get to sleep early.
She got ready for work the next morning, after a good night's sleep. She ate a cold slice of the left over pizza for breakfast and, thinking about it, grabbed a second for a snack on the way to work. When she arrived she wandered about before someone finally attended her.
May I help you? she heard from behind her and spun around, almost hitting him. He was easily a foot taller than her, darkly tanned and ruggedly handsome with a stunning body, about age 26.
He smiled at her Are you the one coming over from Japan? Kawada was it?
He extended his hand to her, I'm Tom. Let me show you to your office, miss.
Although trying to be sly about it, she found herself sneaking glances at him.
"Stop it," she thought to herself, "you're too old for schoolgirl crushes though he IS awful cute isn't he? "
He introduced her to several people alonmg the way, finally stopping in front of a fairly nice office with a nice desk and chair. Well, this is it.
He smiled, If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. You already know your job, lunch is at noon till 1:00; work gets off at 4:30.
She nodded to him, still a bit unsure about her accent, and blushed deeply when he noticed this.
It's ok, I've heard far worse English than whatever you can speak. And, since you probably don't know any local restaurants I might ask if you would you like to come with me? There's a few office faves around here.
Y-yes, that would be very good, she stammered out, embarrassed and apologizing about her chopped dialogue.
That wasn't that bad at all, he assured her, In fact, if I didn't know better, I wouldn't have spotted it.
He smiled again at her, I'll see you at noon, Kawada.
B-bye, Tom, She blushed deeply when he turned his back, ashamed of herself for feeling like this about a man she just met.
He was correct about her knowing her job, but there wasnt that much to do, Work was boring and she couldn't stop thinking about lunch with Tom. She found herself writing Tom when she was doing work, even when talking to herself she let loose a few Freudian slips. She knew it was silly they were barely acquainted.
Finally, noon came and she practically bounded out her office, running smack into Tom. He chuckled at her haste, It's ok, I'm sure they'll have food left when we get there. Do you mind if I call you Kawy?
Not at all! she practically shouted at him in joy.
He's being so friendly," she thought. "Does he like me? I hope so; he's so cute!
They drove while engaging in some small talk to a little deli off a bit gtom the office. She didn't notice that none of the other office workers were there as they took a table.
Mind if I order for you, Kawy? Tom asked, I know what's good and what's great here.
Sure, absolutely, she said, staring directly at him, never even taking a glance at the menu.
Ok then, Tom said, then turned to address the register-monkey, I'd like a full-sized Turkey breast with mayo yhe little lady would like a small Chicken Salad with extra sauce, a small Italian Mix with bacon on it and double cheese, and a full-sized Deli Dessert with triple chocolate sauce.
She almost fainted at the amount of food he had ordered gor her. She started to protest, then decided against it. She could just eat some of each of them and be full, she thought, and that way she wouldn't offend him.
He came back with their order and two colas.
"Another change for me," she thought thinking back to drinking nothing but water.
Try the Italian first, he said, and then the chicken, and if ya feel like it, the Deli Dessert, which is a specialty here.
What's in these, and why didn't you get any of them? she asked puzzled.
Well, to answer your second question, I'm not that hungry, and the first, the chicken salad's just some of their chicken salad which they pour homemade thousand island over. The Italian Mix is Salami, Bologna, and a couple other meats I don't know about, and I added bacon to it for taste. Then the Deli Dessert is a layer of cheesecake, a layer of ice cream, a layer of sponge cake, all topped with cinnamon and chocolate sauce. It's really great!
She began with the chicken, as Tom had suggested, and found it was delicious. Before she knew it, she had devoured the full thing. She looked a bit embarrassed and Tom, who had been watching her the whole time, commented Don't feel bad, their food can do that to you. It's worth it though, isn't it?
He didn't need a reply as she dug into her Italian Mix, savoring every bite.
She soon had it finished, during which Tom had eaten his turkey.
I'm way too full for the dessert, she crooned out, clutching her stuffed stomach. You can have it.
He looked downtrodden for a second, then said, How about we split it? It's already cut after all.
She nodded glumly, not wanting to go against whatever Tom said, and ate it. She discovered it was absolutely the best dessert she had EVER eaten!! Tom saw the look as he finished off his half, feeling a bit full himself. Good?
Oh yes!! Can we come here every day? She then blushed as she realized the implication that went with her question.
Sure, he said, smiling the whole time. I'd absolutely love to.
She knew then that she was smitten.
Earlier that day she had learned where the market was from her apartment. It being New York she enlisted the aid of a taxi and loaded up on groceries. Although she included dairy products, fruits and vegetables she loaded up on convenient frozen dinners, , with an emphasis on frozen dinners, not realizing that some of her choices had enough calories for two active people. The market had a bakery so she also purchased some pies.
That night she dined with Michelinas Fettuccine Alfredo and two slices of apple pie. Combined with a couple of glasses of milk it came to over 1000 calories, but Kawy neither knew or cared. She was just happily amazed that
American food prices were so much lower than in Japan.
Her apartment was only two short blocks from the office and the day before she had noticed hat there was a McDonalds in a building on one of the corners. The prices were much more reasonable than in Japan, which must import all of its beef. She dropped by and had one of their McSkillet burritos a 600+ calorie item not even on menus in her home country.
As promised, Tom took her out to lunch again and she insisted on perusing the menu. He seemed happy to hear her share with him her amazement at he easy availability of food in the States. He noted that se obviously didnt realize that she was at least doubling her caloric intake overnight, and decided to await the results without pushing his own desires.
He also noticed that she was developing her own tastes.
Hey, Tom! Kawy said as she saw him walking by her office one day. She was munching on a Twinkie, a snack the workers had introduced her to, the cheapest in the vending machines.
Hey, Kawy, like the Twinkies? he asked in a friendly tone, though extremely curious, for a Twinkie is quite fattening.
Yeah, they're pretty good I guess, Kawy said.
Good, thought Tom, she's eating food she doesn't even like that much.
Three months passed with this as the routine. She still ordered in pizza, discovering that her favorite was a Meat Lover's Big New Yorker from Pizza Hut. She soon would sometimes order a little extra in order to have some leftovers for morning. She followed he same pattern with her frozen dinners, such as the 700 calorie meatloaf from Boston Market,
Though she hadn't noticed any weight gain, since she had never had it happen to her before and wasnt watching, others were watching and had taken note.. She had put on a good amount of weight for three months. Most of her coworkers were guessing at least 10 pound - it was actually 14. Her clothes had gotten noticeably tight, most so her ass, which now could actually be seen when she wore pants. All of her clothes were getting tight, but she just figured it was the American water and that this happened to all foreign clothes.
Tom had noticed the most, although he hadn't noticed that in order to make sure she was eating well he was following suit and was adding inches to his muscular frame. He knew she loved him and he didn't mind it; in fact his desire was for her to get even heavier.
They went to their deli the next day Kawy was now ordering her own food and had tried a few things that had easily become her favorites. She had no real thought about the calories or fat, never having thought about it in Japan.
Ill take ta full-sized Italian Mix with all the meat doubled, add triple bacon. And a full sized Deli dessert with extra chocolate, she chirped. The day before she had scanned the menu, wanting to see the pleased look on Toms face, looking for something she hadn't had yet, I'll take a full meatball sub, please. Oh yeah, and a chocolate shake to drink, please.
Tom looked up and realized the meatball sub was new and felt his stomach growling. Give me a meatball subs and a coke please.
When they got their food, they munched down in silence, full attention being paid to the food. Tom finished first and was still hungry he realized.
I wonder if getting Kawy fatter has caused me to eat more, he thought briefly, then ordered an Italian for the road as Kawy finished up.
Their relationship was becoming more than friendly, but he didn't want it to develop further yet.
Not until she is comfortable with it, he cautioned himself.
Six full months after she had arrived, the gain was undeniable, even to the naive Kawada. She had gained an easy 40 lbs since arriving, the majority of it going to her newly formed belly. She now had a nice looking ass and a belly that was protruding an inch from her former belt line. Her bust had also increased nicely, now up to a B cup. She had no scale, but simply went out and got new clothes, more pleased with this weight than the average American would be. She now had a real body, she realized, and was by no means even plump yet. Her current weight was 136, which, even at 5'1, was not that much.
Kevin had also started eating more and more and had gained almost 20 pounds in six months.. He wasn't quite as pleased with it as Kawy was. Not only had he gained 20 lbs, but hadn't had time to exercise, so had actually gained more fat than that. He was starting to develop man boobs, he noticed, and a gut was beginning to bloom.
They now took the full hour to eat their lunch and rarely had conversations, even eating on the road. Kawy's desk was frequently covered in snacks and their respective wrappings. The office workers had noticed this, especially after the new clothes, and had started a game of bringing her snacks, which were also taking their toll.
That night, as Kawy was leaving the building, Tom caught up with her. Hey
Kawy, would you like to have dinner tonight? There's a bar I hang out at some that you might like.
She was so happy!! She had waited six months for this, and he had asked her out. Sure, to a bar, but she was still happy. She gave him an eager yes and asked for directions. They met at the bar, Archrivals. There was a heavy waitress getting the drinks, and Kawy could see Tom's eyes occasionally gazing at her huge double chin. She was feeling fairly dejected by the time she actually asked for their order.
I just want a beer and a double burger, she said, hoping the beer would calm her.
Tom ordered the same, then whispered something to the waitress which caused her to giggle enough her chin shook. Kawy downed the beer when it came, and the next one, and the next. She was a bit tipsy by the time they left, but Tom said nothing to get her excited. He drove her home and made sure she was comfortable in her room. He noticed the empty pizza boxes and smiled to himself. He also made a point of stocking her fridge with some Bud for her, though getting some for himself.
Soon they were going to the bar 1-2 nights a week, though Kawy made sure not to drink more than a single beer a night. She and Tom were now having lunch and dinner together every weekday, but still neither had asked the other out. Kawy was too shy and Tom wanted to see just how big she'd get. .
After six more months had passed, Kawy was definitely chubby. She was now a full 178 lbs, gaining over 40 lbs in the last two months!! She had also gotten out of shape, going from biking for an hour a day to watching tv and sitting around all day. Her gut was the most impressive thing, at 5'1 hanging down an inch below her waistline.
She was now wearing a tight D cup, and her thighs had long since developed cellulite on them. Her ass was beginning to cushion her seat whenever she sat, and she knew she was now definitely heavy, but didn't care. She had become depressed as Tom had yet to ask her out, even after seeing her huge love, so she was compensating with food and booze.
Kevin had done no better, the bar-a-night was taking its toll. He had gained 30 lbs these months and was even less out of shape. He now had a clear beer belly and A cup man boobs. Kawy didnt care, but yearned for him to be more assertive.
Their days went by as usual, though Kawy was now NEVER seen without a snack in hand or at least nearby She had developed a full double chin, though nothing like the waitress's she thought, and the co-workers were bringing snacks by constantly.
What is it about Tom, she finally complained. He feeds me at noon and takes me out some nights but we just eat rather than talking or doing anything.
This is America but although Tom is Nisei he still thinks of you as Japanese, noted her coworker. Perhaps you need to be more American cook for him, spend more time talking and draw out your meals, suggest places to go and things to do.
You are right, that is not our custom but this is a different place. I will try doing as you suggest, she replied.
The next day at lunch she invited Tom to a dinner that weekend. Much of it she bought at the market rather than cooking it herself. At her coworkers suggestion she had some board and card games at hand, but most importantly she had some questions to ask.
You seem to like me and I know I like you, Kawy began, but our parents are not here to do things in a traditional way. I would like you to court me by sharing time and words apart from he food we share.
Are you afraid of your weight, he replied, I have gained too, but I think you are gorgeous.
And you are handsome and we both enjoy eating. Dont worry I have no desire to diet, but our life must be fuller. Do you fear sharing with me New Yorks theatres, museums, and landmarks? Letting me know what you read and have learned? Are you able to share your ambitions and how you hope to raise your children? This is what the man to whom I give my life and body must be willing to prove himself capable of.
The light finally went on in Toms FA brain she was baring her heart to discover his. And frankly he hadnt considered half of what she had said to him. He had been almost totally focused on the physical.
You are wonderful and shame me for my denseness. I will try to better direct our relationships in the courses you mention, he promised, wondering if he could follow through.
The good news is that, over the second year of their relationship things changed and for the better. When Kawys two year tour was finished she returned to Japan, but with Tom. There they obtained her parents blessing on their union; it is not known that they commented on her by then nearly 100 pound weight gain. But six months later they were married and Tom was advanced in his job at the New York office.
Kawy's Adventure
A Dimensions Anonymous Archive tale
migrated and adapted by the Observer
A Dimensions Anonymous Archive tale
migrated and adapted by the Observer
Kawada was not exactly happy. She had just moved over to the States from Japan and wasn't really looking forward to anything. Working for her Uncle[s trading company and fluent in English she knew she was expected to do what she was told and, according to custom, she had obeyed. But here she had no friends and felt rather alone.
She dumped her bags in the apartment her company had pre-paid for the first couple months and she surveyed her new 'home.'
Its actually a rather nice apartment, she thought. It has a real big living room with a TV, a bedroom with a view, and a nice sized kitchen. It could be worse.
As she thought this last bit, her stomach growled.
"I'm hungry", she thought, "and no wonder - I haven't eaten since the plane, and that was a crappy meal."
Usually Kawy, as people called her, never really bothered with meals. Used to a sink and a microwave as a kitchen, her main food had been a couple of ramen noodle boxes a day, not exactly gourmet nor fattening. Because of this, she had a very slight build, 93 lbs and 5'1, slight even for an Asian girl of 23.
Screw it, she said to herself, New country, new food, I'll order out tonight.
She got out the phone book and ordered a famous American pizza. She relaxed on the couch, eagerly awaiting it, and while waiting began to think about herself. She wasn't happy about her body, blaming her non-existent chest for everything though. She had had sex once, and it hadn't really been that enjoyable. She was getting depressed by the time the pizza came and shoved the money with a tip at the pizza boy, shut the door, turned on the TV and started eating.
She had finished off four slices before she decided to stop. It wasn't that she was full; she just wanted to get to sleep early.
She got ready for work the next morning, after a good night's sleep. She ate a cold slice of the left over pizza for breakfast and, thinking about it, grabbed a second for a snack on the way to work. When she arrived she wandered about before someone finally attended her.
May I help you? she heard from behind her and spun around, almost hitting him. He was easily a foot taller than her, darkly tanned and ruggedly handsome with a stunning body, about age 26.
He smiled at her Are you the one coming over from Japan? Kawada was it?
He extended his hand to her, I'm Tom. Let me show you to your office, miss.
Although trying to be sly about it, she found herself sneaking glances at him.
"Stop it," she thought to herself, "you're too old for schoolgirl crushes though he IS awful cute isn't he? "
He introduced her to several people alonmg the way, finally stopping in front of a fairly nice office with a nice desk and chair. Well, this is it.
He smiled, If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. You already know your job, lunch is at noon till 1:00; work gets off at 4:30.
She nodded to him, still a bit unsure about her accent, and blushed deeply when he noticed this.
It's ok, I've heard far worse English than whatever you can speak. And, since you probably don't know any local restaurants I might ask if you would you like to come with me? There's a few office faves around here.
Y-yes, that would be very good, she stammered out, embarrassed and apologizing about her chopped dialogue.
That wasn't that bad at all, he assured her, In fact, if I didn't know better, I wouldn't have spotted it.
He smiled again at her, I'll see you at noon, Kawada.
B-bye, Tom, She blushed deeply when he turned his back, ashamed of herself for feeling like this about a man she just met.
He was correct about her knowing her job, but there wasnt that much to do, Work was boring and she couldn't stop thinking about lunch with Tom. She found herself writing Tom when she was doing work, even when talking to herself she let loose a few Freudian slips. She knew it was silly they were barely acquainted.
Finally, noon came and she practically bounded out her office, running smack into Tom. He chuckled at her haste, It's ok, I'm sure they'll have food left when we get there. Do you mind if I call you Kawy?
Not at all! she practically shouted at him in joy.
He's being so friendly," she thought. "Does he like me? I hope so; he's so cute!
They drove while engaging in some small talk to a little deli off a bit gtom the office. She didn't notice that none of the other office workers were there as they took a table.
Mind if I order for you, Kawy? Tom asked, I know what's good and what's great here.
Sure, absolutely, she said, staring directly at him, never even taking a glance at the menu.
Ok then, Tom said, then turned to address the register-monkey, I'd like a full-sized Turkey breast with mayo yhe little lady would like a small Chicken Salad with extra sauce, a small Italian Mix with bacon on it and double cheese, and a full-sized Deli Dessert with triple chocolate sauce.
She almost fainted at the amount of food he had ordered gor her. She started to protest, then decided against it. She could just eat some of each of them and be full, she thought, and that way she wouldn't offend him.
He came back with their order and two colas.
"Another change for me," she thought thinking back to drinking nothing but water.
Try the Italian first, he said, and then the chicken, and if ya feel like it, the Deli Dessert, which is a specialty here.
What's in these, and why didn't you get any of them? she asked puzzled.
Well, to answer your second question, I'm not that hungry, and the first, the chicken salad's just some of their chicken salad which they pour homemade thousand island over. The Italian Mix is Salami, Bologna, and a couple other meats I don't know about, and I added bacon to it for taste. Then the Deli Dessert is a layer of cheesecake, a layer of ice cream, a layer of sponge cake, all topped with cinnamon and chocolate sauce. It's really great!
She began with the chicken, as Tom had suggested, and found it was delicious. Before she knew it, she had devoured the full thing. She looked a bit embarrassed and Tom, who had been watching her the whole time, commented Don't feel bad, their food can do that to you. It's worth it though, isn't it?
He didn't need a reply as she dug into her Italian Mix, savoring every bite.
She soon had it finished, during which Tom had eaten his turkey.
I'm way too full for the dessert, she crooned out, clutching her stuffed stomach. You can have it.
He looked downtrodden for a second, then said, How about we split it? It's already cut after all.
She nodded glumly, not wanting to go against whatever Tom said, and ate it. She discovered it was absolutely the best dessert she had EVER eaten!! Tom saw the look as he finished off his half, feeling a bit full himself. Good?
Oh yes!! Can we come here every day? She then blushed as she realized the implication that went with her question.
Sure, he said, smiling the whole time. I'd absolutely love to.
She knew then that she was smitten.
Earlier that day she had learned where the market was from her apartment. It being New York she enlisted the aid of a taxi and loaded up on groceries. Although she included dairy products, fruits and vegetables she loaded up on convenient frozen dinners, , with an emphasis on frozen dinners, not realizing that some of her choices had enough calories for two active people. The market had a bakery so she also purchased some pies.
That night she dined with Michelinas Fettuccine Alfredo and two slices of apple pie. Combined with a couple of glasses of milk it came to over 1000 calories, but Kawy neither knew or cared. She was just happily amazed that
American food prices were so much lower than in Japan.
Her apartment was only two short blocks from the office and the day before she had noticed hat there was a McDonalds in a building on one of the corners. The prices were much more reasonable than in Japan, which must import all of its beef. She dropped by and had one of their McSkillet burritos a 600+ calorie item not even on menus in her home country.
As promised, Tom took her out to lunch again and she insisted on perusing the menu. He seemed happy to hear her share with him her amazement at he easy availability of food in the States. He noted that se obviously didnt realize that she was at least doubling her caloric intake overnight, and decided to await the results without pushing his own desires.
He also noticed that she was developing her own tastes.
Hey, Tom! Kawy said as she saw him walking by her office one day. She was munching on a Twinkie, a snack the workers had introduced her to, the cheapest in the vending machines.
Hey, Kawy, like the Twinkies? he asked in a friendly tone, though extremely curious, for a Twinkie is quite fattening.
Yeah, they're pretty good I guess, Kawy said.
Good, thought Tom, she's eating food she doesn't even like that much.
Three months passed with this as the routine. She still ordered in pizza, discovering that her favorite was a Meat Lover's Big New Yorker from Pizza Hut. She soon would sometimes order a little extra in order to have some leftovers for morning. She followed he same pattern with her frozen dinners, such as the 700 calorie meatloaf from Boston Market,
Though she hadn't noticed any weight gain, since she had never had it happen to her before and wasnt watching, others were watching and had taken note.. She had put on a good amount of weight for three months. Most of her coworkers were guessing at least 10 pound - it was actually 14. Her clothes had gotten noticeably tight, most so her ass, which now could actually be seen when she wore pants. All of her clothes were getting tight, but she just figured it was the American water and that this happened to all foreign clothes.
Tom had noticed the most, although he hadn't noticed that in order to make sure she was eating well he was following suit and was adding inches to his muscular frame. He knew she loved him and he didn't mind it; in fact his desire was for her to get even heavier.
They went to their deli the next day Kawy was now ordering her own food and had tried a few things that had easily become her favorites. She had no real thought about the calories or fat, never having thought about it in Japan.
Ill take ta full-sized Italian Mix with all the meat doubled, add triple bacon. And a full sized Deli dessert with extra chocolate, she chirped. The day before she had scanned the menu, wanting to see the pleased look on Toms face, looking for something she hadn't had yet, I'll take a full meatball sub, please. Oh yeah, and a chocolate shake to drink, please.
Tom looked up and realized the meatball sub was new and felt his stomach growling. Give me a meatball subs and a coke please.
When they got their food, they munched down in silence, full attention being paid to the food. Tom finished first and was still hungry he realized.
I wonder if getting Kawy fatter has caused me to eat more, he thought briefly, then ordered an Italian for the road as Kawy finished up.
Their relationship was becoming more than friendly, but he didn't want it to develop further yet.
Not until she is comfortable with it, he cautioned himself.
Six full months after she had arrived, the gain was undeniable, even to the naive Kawada. She had gained an easy 40 lbs since arriving, the majority of it going to her newly formed belly. She now had a nice looking ass and a belly that was protruding an inch from her former belt line. Her bust had also increased nicely, now up to a B cup. She had no scale, but simply went out and got new clothes, more pleased with this weight than the average American would be. She now had a real body, she realized, and was by no means even plump yet. Her current weight was 136, which, even at 5'1, was not that much.
Kevin had also started eating more and more and had gained almost 20 pounds in six months.. He wasn't quite as pleased with it as Kawy was. Not only had he gained 20 lbs, but hadn't had time to exercise, so had actually gained more fat than that. He was starting to develop man boobs, he noticed, and a gut was beginning to bloom.
They now took the full hour to eat their lunch and rarely had conversations, even eating on the road. Kawy's desk was frequently covered in snacks and their respective wrappings. The office workers had noticed this, especially after the new clothes, and had started a game of bringing her snacks, which were also taking their toll.
That night, as Kawy was leaving the building, Tom caught up with her. Hey
Kawy, would you like to have dinner tonight? There's a bar I hang out at some that you might like.
She was so happy!! She had waited six months for this, and he had asked her out. Sure, to a bar, but she was still happy. She gave him an eager yes and asked for directions. They met at the bar, Archrivals. There was a heavy waitress getting the drinks, and Kawy could see Tom's eyes occasionally gazing at her huge double chin. She was feeling fairly dejected by the time she actually asked for their order.
I just want a beer and a double burger, she said, hoping the beer would calm her.
Tom ordered the same, then whispered something to the waitress which caused her to giggle enough her chin shook. Kawy downed the beer when it came, and the next one, and the next. She was a bit tipsy by the time they left, but Tom said nothing to get her excited. He drove her home and made sure she was comfortable in her room. He noticed the empty pizza boxes and smiled to himself. He also made a point of stocking her fridge with some Bud for her, though getting some for himself.
Soon they were going to the bar 1-2 nights a week, though Kawy made sure not to drink more than a single beer a night. She and Tom were now having lunch and dinner together every weekday, but still neither had asked the other out. Kawy was too shy and Tom wanted to see just how big she'd get. .
After six more months had passed, Kawy was definitely chubby. She was now a full 178 lbs, gaining over 40 lbs in the last two months!! She had also gotten out of shape, going from biking for an hour a day to watching tv and sitting around all day. Her gut was the most impressive thing, at 5'1 hanging down an inch below her waistline.
She was now wearing a tight D cup, and her thighs had long since developed cellulite on them. Her ass was beginning to cushion her seat whenever she sat, and she knew she was now definitely heavy, but didn't care. She had become depressed as Tom had yet to ask her out, even after seeing her huge love, so she was compensating with food and booze.
Kevin had done no better, the bar-a-night was taking its toll. He had gained 30 lbs these months and was even less out of shape. He now had a clear beer belly and A cup man boobs. Kawy didnt care, but yearned for him to be more assertive.
Their days went by as usual, though Kawy was now NEVER seen without a snack in hand or at least nearby She had developed a full double chin, though nothing like the waitress's she thought, and the co-workers were bringing snacks by constantly.
What is it about Tom, she finally complained. He feeds me at noon and takes me out some nights but we just eat rather than talking or doing anything.
This is America but although Tom is Nisei he still thinks of you as Japanese, noted her coworker. Perhaps you need to be more American cook for him, spend more time talking and draw out your meals, suggest places to go and things to do.
You are right, that is not our custom but this is a different place. I will try doing as you suggest, she replied.
The next day at lunch she invited Tom to a dinner that weekend. Much of it she bought at the market rather than cooking it herself. At her coworkers suggestion she had some board and card games at hand, but most importantly she had some questions to ask.
You seem to like me and I know I like you, Kawy began, but our parents are not here to do things in a traditional way. I would like you to court me by sharing time and words apart from he food we share.
Are you afraid of your weight, he replied, I have gained too, but I think you are gorgeous.
And you are handsome and we both enjoy eating. Dont worry I have no desire to diet, but our life must be fuller. Do you fear sharing with me New Yorks theatres, museums, and landmarks? Letting me know what you read and have learned? Are you able to share your ambitions and how you hope to raise your children? This is what the man to whom I give my life and body must be willing to prove himself capable of.
The light finally went on in Toms FA brain she was baring her heart to discover his. And frankly he hadnt considered half of what she had said to him. He had been almost totally focused on the physical.
You are wonderful and shame me for my denseness. I will try to better direct our relationships in the courses you mention, he promised, wondering if he could follow through.
The good news is that, over the second year of their relationship things changed and for the better. When Kawys two year tour was finished she returned to Japan, but with Tom. There they obtained her parents blessing on their union; it is not known that they commented on her by then nearly 100 pound weight gain. But six months later they were married and Tom was advanced in his job at the New York office.
