~BHM ~BBW ~~WG A man follows his dream to find it exceeds his expectations.
I've had this running round my mind a long time, so glad to put it down in writing. It started off in my mind as a guy-gaining story but somehow my leading ladies always seem to gain too
The first part sets the scene, more to follow.
The Throttle Fest in Chicago attracts thousands of bikers, bike lovers and rockers to a weekend celebration of all things motorbike and rock music. Danny was there with his Harley Fatboy to mark the start of a long-held dream: only one part was missing.
Danny had spent many office hours in dreams of riding along the famous Route 66 on a powerful chopper. The tech start up he had joined after leaving school had just gone public, and while certainly not placing him at Zuckerberg-level wealth, it did allow him to clear his mortgage and help out family members financially. Most importantly, he had enough to buy his coveted machine and the time to fulfil his dream.
The teenage dream was simple enough: buy a bike, ride from Chicago to the sunny state of California along Americas most well known road. What better tonic for the soul than riding solo across the free lands? High school taught Danny little in the way of formal education but served enough for him to add another important part to the dream: a female companion. Ah yes, what better than cruising across the country with some babes arms wrapped tightly round his waist?
Not one to sit idly by and wait for life to happen, Danny moved towards achieving his dream and bought his first motorbike as a spindly and rather geeky 18 year old, his riders licence still warm from the laminating machine. It was a Honda Rebel, with more previous owners and miles on the clock than he cared to acknowledge, but still, they were two wheels and they were his.
College held little appeal for Danny and as the summer after high school raced to a conclusion, he offered little resistance when his mother dragged him to a career fair on the local campus grounds. At the fair nothing interested him and they were leaving when a small stand, clearly hastily erected caught his attention. A guy was sitting behind the desk, whom Danny recognised from his school. Dirk the chaps name was, perhaps a couple of years older than Danny and renowned at the time for being a computer whizz. More to get away from his mothers well-intentioned but nevertheless frustrated comments Danny veered towards the stand and asked Dirk what he was up to.
Ive started a company doing digital imaging, looking for new people to join He paused. Wait, Danny, Dany you programmed Tetris in 3D. That was you wasnt it?
Pleased at the attention for a fun challenge completed two years ago Danny mumbled yes, nothing special really, I just got into the main
But Dirk cut him off I could use talent like that, what are you studying nowadays?
And so Danny forsook further studies and joined Dirks team, much to his mothers consternation.
While the pay was not much at first, they were doing work that no one else was, and that alone was the kick that kept them going. Work came in slowly at first, local advertising firms looking for something different, then construction projects requiring a higher level presentation. The team remained small and therefore had to work hard, keeping them in the office at all hours and snatching meals whenever possible. Until he turned 25 Danny noticed no difference to his body, but thereafter his sedentary lifestyle and ill-timed eating habits began to tell on his body. Pants slowly became tighter and he noticed a layer of flab bulging over his boxers, so thats a muffin top he thought. It affected him little, after all it was barely visible and no one commented on his slight weight gain. In fact by the time he turned 28 he had only gained perhaps 20 pounds, and these filled out his skinny 140 lb frame to a slightly more solid look.
His aim of finding a female companion for life also progressed well. Although Danny had no money with which to impress girls, Dirk had a huge social circle and invited the team along so Danny had no shortage of opportunities to strike female gold. In his early twenties he tended to have short lived affairs as he was too focussed on work to dedicate as much time as his girlfriends seemed to require. As he got closer to thirty however, he was given increased responsibilities at work. Dirk had managed to wrangle a contract for a movie producer: success would launch the company to a whole new level. Danny now had a larger team so he could work more reasonable hours. This allowed him to not only meet Lara, a co-worker in a different team, but for them to proceed successfully to living together, taking holidays away together and talk of a shared future.
Their relationship was not perfect however. Lara complained at the weight that was accumulating on Dannys waist more quickly than it had before, leaving him carrying 210 lbs on his thirtieth birthday. His weight gain earned some comments from colleagues and friends but as the gain was slowly spread across the years, there was never a huge jump worthy of attention.
Lara was also forever nagging at Danny to stop using his bike (now upgraded to a 750cc Honda Shadow) and sell it. She pooh-poohed his dream of riding Route 66, calling it a ridiculous adolescent dream he would never actually do: Seriously, who wants to see a fat nerd on a Harley? she would taunt him. Although he never proved it, Danny suspected that other girls in the office made fun of his weight gain to Lara, which was why it bothered her so much.
2012 was the year Danny turned 32 and a major turning point in his life on a number of fronts. Promising to lose weight as a resolution, he weighed in on New Years day at a record 224 lbs. Lara lost it, packed her bags and left him, pausing only to slap his fat gut on the way out, yelling out over her shoulder as she left Sure youre gonna lose weight you bloated pig, you dont have the willpower to keep from stuffing your fat face just like you have in the last 5 years!
The truth that Danny had never admitted to Lara was that he did not hate the weight gain. The first pounds helped to make a skinny boy into a healthy man, no bad thing in anyones view; in fact he got compliments from those around him. As more time passed and his belly surged out more prominently into his lap Danny realised that at some indefinable point he had passed from a healthy gaining weight to an indulgent getting fat. By this time however he enjoyed his little treats: the office was always well supplied with pastries, cakes and coffees with more cream than caffeine. At home he had got used to microwave popcorn with a movie, crisps as snacks all through the weekend and a sweet tooth demanded dessert after meals. Lara had made no comment at first, after all she had moved into his apartment.
In time however she tried to stop him from loading such fattening food into the shopping trolley, not shrinking back from grabbing the roll of flab that poured over his waistband in the middle of the supermarket - and saying such gems as you dont want to add to this do you? or dont you think youre fat enough already?. A part of Danny agreed with her and did try to reduce his intake, but at a deeper level he liked being fat, and even more strange was thrilled at the thought of getting fatter. While he mumbled an embarrassed response to her in the store, he secretly answered with actually I dont mind if I do or not really, Im sure I could gain a hell of a lot more. More than his own weight gain, he found himself admiring girls and women that were plump and looked well-fed rather than the thin image of women portrayed by mainstream media.
At the end of January Dirk returned from a ski trip with big news. He called Danny into his office, along with Matthew who had handled the finances since day 1. Dirk had met someone at Aspen who would help them float the company before the summer. As long-standing members of the team and critical to its success Dirk was happy to share the spoils with them. The next months were a whirlwind of busy, busy, busy, but helped Danny take his mind off Laras shallowness and callous dumping. It also left him little time to eat and by the time they floated successfully at the end of May, Danny was down to 193 lbs. He had to quickly buy a new suit on the morning of the stock market announcement as his old ones hung off him.
All in all, Danny couldnt confess to being overly heartbroken at Laras abrupt farewell. Although he was currently losing weight due to the stress of meeting work deadlines, he added another part to his dream. What better than riding the open road, some chubby babes arms wrapped round his own expanding waist?
Which brings us back to the Throttle Fest in Chicago, where Danny has a spanking brand new Harley Fatboy, the time and money to live out his dream, but lacks a female companion. Danny jumped up and down in the rockers arena, feeling a strange mix of emotions. One one hand he was happy to re-live his teenage persona of a rocker, at the same time he felt out of place, too soft and well cared for to fit as an equal with the others. Not for the first time, he mentally blamed Lara for never wishing to attend a rock concert.
Route 66
by SSaylleb
I've had this running round my mind a long time, so glad to put it down in writing. It started off in my mind as a guy-gaining story but somehow my leading ladies always seem to gain too
The first part sets the scene, more to follow.The Throttle Fest in Chicago attracts thousands of bikers, bike lovers and rockers to a weekend celebration of all things motorbike and rock music. Danny was there with his Harley Fatboy to mark the start of a long-held dream: only one part was missing.
Danny had spent many office hours in dreams of riding along the famous Route 66 on a powerful chopper. The tech start up he had joined after leaving school had just gone public, and while certainly not placing him at Zuckerberg-level wealth, it did allow him to clear his mortgage and help out family members financially. Most importantly, he had enough to buy his coveted machine and the time to fulfil his dream.
The teenage dream was simple enough: buy a bike, ride from Chicago to the sunny state of California along Americas most well known road. What better tonic for the soul than riding solo across the free lands? High school taught Danny little in the way of formal education but served enough for him to add another important part to the dream: a female companion. Ah yes, what better than cruising across the country with some babes arms wrapped tightly round his waist?
Not one to sit idly by and wait for life to happen, Danny moved towards achieving his dream and bought his first motorbike as a spindly and rather geeky 18 year old, his riders licence still warm from the laminating machine. It was a Honda Rebel, with more previous owners and miles on the clock than he cared to acknowledge, but still, they were two wheels and they were his.
College held little appeal for Danny and as the summer after high school raced to a conclusion, he offered little resistance when his mother dragged him to a career fair on the local campus grounds. At the fair nothing interested him and they were leaving when a small stand, clearly hastily erected caught his attention. A guy was sitting behind the desk, whom Danny recognised from his school. Dirk the chaps name was, perhaps a couple of years older than Danny and renowned at the time for being a computer whizz. More to get away from his mothers well-intentioned but nevertheless frustrated comments Danny veered towards the stand and asked Dirk what he was up to.
Ive started a company doing digital imaging, looking for new people to join He paused. Wait, Danny, Dany you programmed Tetris in 3D. That was you wasnt it?
Pleased at the attention for a fun challenge completed two years ago Danny mumbled yes, nothing special really, I just got into the main
But Dirk cut him off I could use talent like that, what are you studying nowadays?
And so Danny forsook further studies and joined Dirks team, much to his mothers consternation.
While the pay was not much at first, they were doing work that no one else was, and that alone was the kick that kept them going. Work came in slowly at first, local advertising firms looking for something different, then construction projects requiring a higher level presentation. The team remained small and therefore had to work hard, keeping them in the office at all hours and snatching meals whenever possible. Until he turned 25 Danny noticed no difference to his body, but thereafter his sedentary lifestyle and ill-timed eating habits began to tell on his body. Pants slowly became tighter and he noticed a layer of flab bulging over his boxers, so thats a muffin top he thought. It affected him little, after all it was barely visible and no one commented on his slight weight gain. In fact by the time he turned 28 he had only gained perhaps 20 pounds, and these filled out his skinny 140 lb frame to a slightly more solid look.
His aim of finding a female companion for life also progressed well. Although Danny had no money with which to impress girls, Dirk had a huge social circle and invited the team along so Danny had no shortage of opportunities to strike female gold. In his early twenties he tended to have short lived affairs as he was too focussed on work to dedicate as much time as his girlfriends seemed to require. As he got closer to thirty however, he was given increased responsibilities at work. Dirk had managed to wrangle a contract for a movie producer: success would launch the company to a whole new level. Danny now had a larger team so he could work more reasonable hours. This allowed him to not only meet Lara, a co-worker in a different team, but for them to proceed successfully to living together, taking holidays away together and talk of a shared future.
Their relationship was not perfect however. Lara complained at the weight that was accumulating on Dannys waist more quickly than it had before, leaving him carrying 210 lbs on his thirtieth birthday. His weight gain earned some comments from colleagues and friends but as the gain was slowly spread across the years, there was never a huge jump worthy of attention.
Lara was also forever nagging at Danny to stop using his bike (now upgraded to a 750cc Honda Shadow) and sell it. She pooh-poohed his dream of riding Route 66, calling it a ridiculous adolescent dream he would never actually do: Seriously, who wants to see a fat nerd on a Harley? she would taunt him. Although he never proved it, Danny suspected that other girls in the office made fun of his weight gain to Lara, which was why it bothered her so much.
2012 was the year Danny turned 32 and a major turning point in his life on a number of fronts. Promising to lose weight as a resolution, he weighed in on New Years day at a record 224 lbs. Lara lost it, packed her bags and left him, pausing only to slap his fat gut on the way out, yelling out over her shoulder as she left Sure youre gonna lose weight you bloated pig, you dont have the willpower to keep from stuffing your fat face just like you have in the last 5 years!
The truth that Danny had never admitted to Lara was that he did not hate the weight gain. The first pounds helped to make a skinny boy into a healthy man, no bad thing in anyones view; in fact he got compliments from those around him. As more time passed and his belly surged out more prominently into his lap Danny realised that at some indefinable point he had passed from a healthy gaining weight to an indulgent getting fat. By this time however he enjoyed his little treats: the office was always well supplied with pastries, cakes and coffees with more cream than caffeine. At home he had got used to microwave popcorn with a movie, crisps as snacks all through the weekend and a sweet tooth demanded dessert after meals. Lara had made no comment at first, after all she had moved into his apartment.
In time however she tried to stop him from loading such fattening food into the shopping trolley, not shrinking back from grabbing the roll of flab that poured over his waistband in the middle of the supermarket - and saying such gems as you dont want to add to this do you? or dont you think youre fat enough already?. A part of Danny agreed with her and did try to reduce his intake, but at a deeper level he liked being fat, and even more strange was thrilled at the thought of getting fatter. While he mumbled an embarrassed response to her in the store, he secretly answered with actually I dont mind if I do or not really, Im sure I could gain a hell of a lot more. More than his own weight gain, he found himself admiring girls and women that were plump and looked well-fed rather than the thin image of women portrayed by mainstream media.
At the end of January Dirk returned from a ski trip with big news. He called Danny into his office, along with Matthew who had handled the finances since day 1. Dirk had met someone at Aspen who would help them float the company before the summer. As long-standing members of the team and critical to its success Dirk was happy to share the spoils with them. The next months were a whirlwind of busy, busy, busy, but helped Danny take his mind off Laras shallowness and callous dumping. It also left him little time to eat and by the time they floated successfully at the end of May, Danny was down to 193 lbs. He had to quickly buy a new suit on the morning of the stock market announcement as his old ones hung off him.
All in all, Danny couldnt confess to being overly heartbroken at Laras abrupt farewell. Although he was currently losing weight due to the stress of meeting work deadlines, he added another part to his dream. What better than riding the open road, some chubby babes arms wrapped round his own expanding waist?
Which brings us back to the Throttle Fest in Chicago, where Danny has a spanking brand new Harley Fatboy, the time and money to live out his dream, but lacks a female companion. Danny jumped up and down in the rockers arena, feeling a strange mix of emotions. One one hand he was happy to re-live his teenage persona of a rocker, at the same time he felt out of place, too soft and well cared for to fit as an equal with the others. Not for the first time, he mentally blamed Lara for never wishing to attend a rock concert.
