~BBW, Eating, Romance, ~SWG - A story of a girl who knew herself, but needed some one to help her know the real world
The beginning of this story appeared on several sites, but was then abandoned when its author became too caught up in studies to continue it. After some time in our discard forum I decided to revamp it with some additions.
Chapter 1 - A Broad Beginning
Almost all of Kerri's family were diet freaks. That being said, she didn't have the most generous parents when it came to eating. Because her parents were so bent on excluding the rest of the family from city fairs, restaurants, and basically anything else involving food, Kerri often went on "exercise walks" to the local bakery whenever she could.
It wasn't rare for her mother to say, "Kerri, dear, you look fuller than when you went out! You haven't been out snacking, like your sister, have you?"
Of course, her sister wasn't like the rest of the family, except maybe Kerri if Kerri could only be herself.. Aliyah, age 22, had dark brown hair, soft hazel eyes, and a soft womanly figure. Her hips spilled out at the sides in soft, smooth skin, and her stomach spilled out of her purposely tight skirts and shirts in rolls of fat.
The most her parents could ever bring themselves to say of Aliyah’s body, though, was that her breasts were larger than most. and they were, having overspilled an E-cup when she was only 17. They preferred not to speak of their oldest daughter's size.
Unlike her parents, Kerri idolized her voluptuous sibling. More than anything in the world she wanted to eat, and eat all she wanted. Often she would have dreams of stuffing herself with fatty foods building up into total ecstasy. But that wasn't the reality. It wasn't peer pressure or being viewed in public, that made her nervous.
It was her parents, who would have never let her live it down if she became fat. So she had lived life as a would-be plumper, always hungry but outwardly lean, never daring to east as she truly desired. But now, as a freshman at Northwestern University in Chicago, her parents weren't there to nag about her eating habits. She had, after all, gone from a size six to an 8 over the course of the summer, which was to them a great cause for alarm.
The reasons for her growth spurt were easy to see. She'd had a summer job, with food available at breaks and full lunch opportunities. Her grades had brought her a major scholarship and she had approved loans for college away from home. For the first time she could eat with her own funds and apart from control of her parents. She was happy with the results, even if did stretch her seams and cover up some of the visibility of her bones and ligaments.
"I'll miss you!" her slim younger sister had called out.
"Don't spend all your time in the cafeteria, dear!" shouted her mother, grimly.
And only a lame excuse of a goodbye from her father: "I hear college food is fattening, so be careful!"
What a relief to be rid of those two voices nagging at her all the time. Especially her father! He was the least understanding about matters of the larger woman of the two. When her older sister, Aliyah, had married Josh, a man with a taste for the "full-figured" woman as her mother put it -- "fat" as her father put it -- her father had even gone so far as to refuse to walk the bride up the aisle.
Of course, Josh's parents, extremely ashamed of what their son had done, didn't even bother to show. This, had made Kerri's parents seem angelic in comparison. But all of that was over now. As a sign of her liberation she bought four candy bars to eat on the flight east to Chicago. Then she had a Big Mac Combo and a cheeseburger while waiting for the plane. As she packed away her 1100 calorie statement of independence she didn't even notice the disapproving eye of another waiting passenger named Max.
Four months had passed since Kerri left home. As much as she hated her antagonistic parents, homesickness of being 2000 miles away from her California home was setting in. Along with a hefty Thanksgiving meal at her grandmother's and stuffing chocolate after chocolate through her mouth at Christmas, plus the abundance of dormitory parties and a campus food court, her desire for food had taken its toll. A once voluptuous, yet still rather skinny girl, Kerri now had what seemed to be a likeness to her heavier sister bodywise, but only remotely. It would be long before she grew to that weight.
She knew only that she was loving her freedom. Her tuition included meals in a food court that served breakfast, lunch and supper buffet style. A natural early riser, she loved the breakfasts, which featured a variety of eggs, meats and side entrées, Lunches included submarine and pastrami sandwiches, Mexican dishes, pastries and variety of desserts. Dinners usually included two meat entrées, vegetables, rice or potatoes and the ever present desserts. Kerri wasn't counting calories, but if she had been she would have noted that she was eating well over the American average of 2500 per day.
The effects showed. Her hips had broadened slightly, giving way to a small pot belly. Her C-cup breasts had now grown to a D-cup and her face was much more cherubic than previously. Even her butt was gaining a figure, sticking out slightly from her now too confining size 8 party dress. To classmates remarks that she was adding some pounds Kerri made it known that she liked her "new curves."
Although she didn't know it, Kerri had embarked on a road that there was no turning back from, and the speed limit wasn’t getting any slower. And she had taken the full brunt from her parents when they visited over the Winter break. She was heavier, up to a size 10, and they had let her know it. She informed them that she was now an adult - they could love her as she was, but she would eat what she wanted and be the weight that she chose. They held their peace, but inwardly rolled their eyes. Would they soon have a second fat daughter, they wondered.
KERRI
Initial concept By CMMiroddin
Amplification and Continuation by The Observer
Initial concept By CMMiroddin
Amplification and Continuation by The Observer
The beginning of this story appeared on several sites, but was then abandoned when its author became too caught up in studies to continue it. After some time in our discard forum I decided to revamp it with some additions.
Chapter 1 - A Broad Beginning
Almost all of Kerri's family were diet freaks. That being said, she didn't have the most generous parents when it came to eating. Because her parents were so bent on excluding the rest of the family from city fairs, restaurants, and basically anything else involving food, Kerri often went on "exercise walks" to the local bakery whenever she could.
It wasn't rare for her mother to say, "Kerri, dear, you look fuller than when you went out! You haven't been out snacking, like your sister, have you?"
Of course, her sister wasn't like the rest of the family, except maybe Kerri if Kerri could only be herself.. Aliyah, age 22, had dark brown hair, soft hazel eyes, and a soft womanly figure. Her hips spilled out at the sides in soft, smooth skin, and her stomach spilled out of her purposely tight skirts and shirts in rolls of fat.
The most her parents could ever bring themselves to say of Aliyah’s body, though, was that her breasts were larger than most. and they were, having overspilled an E-cup when she was only 17. They preferred not to speak of their oldest daughter's size.
Unlike her parents, Kerri idolized her voluptuous sibling. More than anything in the world she wanted to eat, and eat all she wanted. Often she would have dreams of stuffing herself with fatty foods building up into total ecstasy. But that wasn't the reality. It wasn't peer pressure or being viewed in public, that made her nervous.
It was her parents, who would have never let her live it down if she became fat. So she had lived life as a would-be plumper, always hungry but outwardly lean, never daring to east as she truly desired. But now, as a freshman at Northwestern University in Chicago, her parents weren't there to nag about her eating habits. She had, after all, gone from a size six to an 8 over the course of the summer, which was to them a great cause for alarm.
The reasons for her growth spurt were easy to see. She'd had a summer job, with food available at breaks and full lunch opportunities. Her grades had brought her a major scholarship and she had approved loans for college away from home. For the first time she could eat with her own funds and apart from control of her parents. She was happy with the results, even if did stretch her seams and cover up some of the visibility of her bones and ligaments.
"I'll miss you!" her slim younger sister had called out.
"Don't spend all your time in the cafeteria, dear!" shouted her mother, grimly.
And only a lame excuse of a goodbye from her father: "I hear college food is fattening, so be careful!"
What a relief to be rid of those two voices nagging at her all the time. Especially her father! He was the least understanding about matters of the larger woman of the two. When her older sister, Aliyah, had married Josh, a man with a taste for the "full-figured" woman as her mother put it -- "fat" as her father put it -- her father had even gone so far as to refuse to walk the bride up the aisle.
Of course, Josh's parents, extremely ashamed of what their son had done, didn't even bother to show. This, had made Kerri's parents seem angelic in comparison. But all of that was over now. As a sign of her liberation she bought four candy bars to eat on the flight east to Chicago. Then she had a Big Mac Combo and a cheeseburger while waiting for the plane. As she packed away her 1100 calorie statement of independence she didn't even notice the disapproving eye of another waiting passenger named Max.
Four months had passed since Kerri left home. As much as she hated her antagonistic parents, homesickness of being 2000 miles away from her California home was setting in. Along with a hefty Thanksgiving meal at her grandmother's and stuffing chocolate after chocolate through her mouth at Christmas, plus the abundance of dormitory parties and a campus food court, her desire for food had taken its toll. A once voluptuous, yet still rather skinny girl, Kerri now had what seemed to be a likeness to her heavier sister bodywise, but only remotely. It would be long before she grew to that weight.
She knew only that she was loving her freedom. Her tuition included meals in a food court that served breakfast, lunch and supper buffet style. A natural early riser, she loved the breakfasts, which featured a variety of eggs, meats and side entrées, Lunches included submarine and pastrami sandwiches, Mexican dishes, pastries and variety of desserts. Dinners usually included two meat entrées, vegetables, rice or potatoes and the ever present desserts. Kerri wasn't counting calories, but if she had been she would have noted that she was eating well over the American average of 2500 per day.
The effects showed. Her hips had broadened slightly, giving way to a small pot belly. Her C-cup breasts had now grown to a D-cup and her face was much more cherubic than previously. Even her butt was gaining a figure, sticking out slightly from her now too confining size 8 party dress. To classmates remarks that she was adding some pounds Kerri made it known that she liked her "new curves."
Although she didn't know it, Kerri had embarked on a road that there was no turning back from, and the speed limit wasn’t getting any slower. And she had taken the full brunt from her parents when they visited over the Winter break. She was heavier, up to a size 10, and they had let her know it. She informed them that she was now an adult - they could love her as she was, but she would eat what she wanted and be the weight that she chose. They held their peace, but inwardly rolled their eyes. Would they soon have a second fat daughter, they wondered.
