~ BBW, Eating, ~Sex, ~SWG – a blossoming girl explore her desires
She woke up late, just before midday, but it didn’t matter. It was Saturday. She rolled over beneath the duvet and snuggled up close to him. He was still asleep, and she closed her eyes again and remembered the night before as they lay there in bed together.
Sofia had been seeing Mark for a couple of weeks. Last night had been there third date, and the first time they’d spent the night together. After a delicious meal at a cozy pasta joint near her house, and a couple of drinks at her favorite bar, they’d gone back to hers for a nightcap.
As soon as she opened the door, she felt him push her inside, up against the wall, kissing her as his hands explored her cute, toned little body. He’d stripped her naked as they rushed upstairs. She remembered looking up at him as she lay on the bed. He was gorgeous, 6ft tall and athletic, with dark hair and deep, sexy blue eyes and sculpted cheekbones that she traced with her fingertips as they kissed.
She smiled as she watched him sleep, and ran her fingers over his cheekbones again as she remembered all the things they’d done to each other. Ever since they first met she knew he wanted her, if he tried to play it cool he’d made a bad job of it. The sex was hot for a first time. He’d run his tongue down her tight body and teased her clit, biting and sucking her boobs and kissing her hard on the neck. She was dripping wet by the time his engorged cock slid inside her and she moaned with pleasure.
Mark was still asleep, so Sofia got up, pulled on her panties and an old t-shirt and went downstairs to the bathroom. She went through her morning routine as usual, showering before drying herself off with a towel. A happy, warm, morning-after-sex kinda feeling spread through her body. As she dried the droplets of after from her body, she caught sight of herself in the mirror.
At 5’5 and 125lbs, Sofia got a lot of attention from guys whenever she went out clubbing. A delicate bone structure framed her big eyes, smokily made up either side of a cute nose and a big, full mouth. At school, she’d gotten grief from other girls for being pretty. Her slim body was a gorgeously proportioned hourglass, with the curvier parts in all the right places. Her 32C boobs were full and pert, and she loved to show them off her cleavage in low-cut tops. Friends envied her flat stomach and firm round bum.
She liked what she saw in the mirror, but as her hands moved over her stomach she noticed it felt softer than usual, less toned and firm. She pinched and poked at it as she looked at herself.
“Probably just a bit of temporary bloating from last night’s meal,” she told herself. She had eaten rather too much, after all, but then Mark had insisted they get dessert as well, and the food had been delicious. She’d had smoked salmon ravioli, a huge steaming pile of it served with crusty white bread and a creamy sauce. It was delicious, and so was the stack of profiteroles she had after. Lovely lashings of chocolate and cream. She’d eaten every bit.
She rubbed her belly as she remembered the food from the night before. Mark certainly knew how to pick a good restaurant. Back upstairs, Sofia pulled on a tight white top that showed off her boobs and picked out a blue denim skirt. Fastening the button around her waist, she frowned. It was tighter than usual.
‘Morning hunny. Looks like your skirt shrank in the wash. It still looks good though.’
Mark laughed sleepily as he spoke. Sofia felt a tingling sensation in her hips as he spoke, but she wasn’t sure why. Breathing in slightly, she fastened the skirt.
‘Must be, my housemate washed these last time, she must’ve put them in on the wrong heat’ she replied, patting her midriff as she spoke.
A few weeks later, Mark and Sofia were sitting at a corner table in a new all-you-can eat Chinese that had opened in town. Mark wasn’t usually keen on all-you can eats, but Sofia had mentioned it too him a few times and seemed pretty keen to try it out.
“I like the way the decorated this place, very oriental isn’t it?’ he said, looking around at the ornate pagoda-style room.
Sofia didn’t reply. Mark watched as she speared a large chunk of sweet n sour beef with her fork, and pushed it into her mouth. She looked especially gorgeous tonight, glittery eyes and her browny-redish hair down over her shoulders. Her dress was a slinky black affair that clung to her curves like it was sprayed on.
“Sofia?’
Still no answer. She didn’t even seem to hear him, gathering up forkfuls of the food and shoveling them in between her plump rouged lips.
“Sofia!”
She jumped, and looked up at him with a sexy smile.
“Oh, I’m sorry baby, what did you say? This food is so delicious, in fact whatever it was tell me in a minute, I’m going back to the buffet for another plate. Want me to fill up yours too?’
“I’m fine thanks” he said, and watched her wander off with the plate in her hand. She returned a few minutes later, plate piled high with rice, noodles, pork, beef, all kinds of Chinese delicacy. He watched her place the plate on the table and sit back down, adjusting her dress as she did so. The black fabric bunched up around her middle, and as she smoothed it out.
Mark noticed the softness of her tummy as it pushed against the dress. It was unmistakable. She was definitely rounder, and not just from the two and a half plates of food she’d wolfed tonight. A thin roll of fat bulged out where previously she’d been toned, the skin stretched tight over her abdominal muscles. Now it was definitely soft, fleshy. Mark felt his cock begin to push gently against his trousers as the first swell of an erection gathered. His girlfriend’s new curves excited him.
They left the restaurant and got a taxi home. In the back of the cab, they kissed passionately, and as his fingers made their usual exploration of her body he found himself stroking the soft curve of her tummy. She had eaten four mountainous plates in the end, without the slightest hesitation or hint of shame about her gluttony. Her belly pushed out further than normal after so much food, but the soft layer of flab that coated it was seductive to his touch. It turned him on, and he stroked her tummy repeatedly as they kissed. She moaned softly, and he pulled his hand away from her stomach for fear she’s notice and get self-conscious about it.
‘mmmnnnn that feels good’ she moaned, her voice barely more than a whisper. She grabbed his hand and placed it back on her full tummy, pressing it harder onto the flesh.
‘Don’t stop, I like it’ she whispered, and Mark felt a rush of blood in his crotch and the deep, warm rise of his bulging erection.
Back home, Sofia lay sprawled on the bed, breathing deep and heavy whilst her hands rubbed the bulging dome of her stuffed belly as it strained the black dress.
“Hmmnn honey I’m so stuffed, I think I ate a bit too much of that lovely food….pity we couldn’t manage dessert’.
Her words turned Mark on more than he ever thought words could. She was looking at him, her big eyes suggestive of all kinds of hedonistic pleasure. He remembered the box of donuts they had in a kitchen cupboard downstairs.
“In that case you won’t be wanting any of those lovely donuts we bought earlier, will you?” he said. Her eyes flashed in greedy delight.
“Well, I could maybe fit one in, since we’re being so naughty tonight.”
Mark virtually fell down the stairs in excitement. Whatever this was, it was new, exciting, with an edge of visceral danger that he couldn’t quite comprehend. Whatever this was, it was sexy. He’d always like curvy girls, Sofia was skinny by his usual standards, but he’d never found the sight of a girl eating so erotic before.
Sofia slipped out of her dress whilst Mark was downstairs. She was wet, she could feel it, and everything seemed heightened, more sensitive. Her belly throbbed with a weird mix of pain and pleasure, a dull, satisfying sensation that made her feel helpless and lazy, lost in an erotic dimension she’d only glimpsed but never explored before. Over the last few weeks she’d become aware of her deep love for food, how she savored every bite and each subtle flavor. She’d always been a skinny girl, who felt she could eat whatever she wanted without gaining a pound.
Until now, that was – but Sofia ignored the signs, the tight skirts, the slight rolls of fat that formed when she sat down or bent over. She loved food, and the feelings it gave her.
Mark grabbed one of the fat, juicy jam and cream donuts. Sofia looked at it greedily, and then looked up at Mark, her eyes appealing to him. Something stirred in him. He bent over her bloated figure on the bed and slid the donut between the plump lips of her open mouth. She swallowed it down almost whole, and he picked up another and fed it to her. She moaned, and his cock hardened.
He thought he was going to come right then and then, all over her face, but he held back, and started kissing her neck, moving down over her tits and chest until he reached the stuffed, fleshy tummy. Her kissed the soft layer of flab and moved down, plunging his tongue into her tight pussy. She was soaking wet, wetter than he’d ever felt her, and licked around her **** whilst she moaned with pleasure and his hands rubbed her great belly. He looked up, and she was stuffing another donut into her mouth.
The next morning, Mark awoke to find Sofia standing by the bed, patting her slightly rounded tummy.
“Mark, last night was so amazing, I’ve never done anything like that before but it just felt so good..”
“It was honey, I must admit I never knew just watching you eat was so sexy”.
“So it didn’t.. like.. freak you out or anything…coz it is a little weird….eating and sex and stuff..” she said nervously.
“Not at all babe, it was hot, couldn’t you see how much I liked it? And I know you absolutely loved it”.
“Well, yeah…but…I weighed myself this morning, and I’ve been 125lbs for as long I can remember, but now, I’m 136! I’ve put on 11 pounds!”.
“Do you mind?” Mark asked, worried she was upset about her new belly.
“No….I mean not if you don’t”.
“Of course I don’t babe, most of my exes have been a lot bigger than you. Actually I think we should explore some of the stuff we tried last night, it was so sexy after all”.
She smiled. Mark had said exactly what she’d hoped he’d say.
“Definitely babe. I mean, since I’m already 11 pounds heavier, making it up to a full stone wouldn’t hurt would it? I wouldn’t mind a little more, even, curves are good!”.
Hearing her say this, Mark got out of bed, wrapped his arms around her middle and kissed her neck.
“In that case, we should get you some breakfast”.
A few months later…….
Sofia sat on the sofa watching tv as she waited for Mark to come home. She unwrapped her second Mars bar of the day and wolfed it down before reaching for the plate of gigantic choc-chip cookies on the table by her seat. When her program finished, she bent over the reach the remote on the floor just in front of her seat. She heard a snapping noise, and the button of her jeans pinged onto the floor. Soft rolls of flab spilled out onto her lap. The size 16’s had been tight on her for weeks but now they’d finally burst open under the weight of her big pot belly, expanded by the massive portions of food she ate every day.
In the months since that first night of uncertain hedonistic excess, Sofia had ballooned. Her once slim midriff had transformed into a round, pudgy pot belly that bulged in front of her and jiggled from side to side when she walked. Her breasts were like two plump melons, spilling over the top of most of her dresses and bras and getting her numerous looks from admiring men. Her hips and thighs had thickened, giving her a womanly sway when she moved, and her bum was a big round booty now which Mark loved to smack in jest or eroticism.
Every night, Mark fed her calorific delicacies until she was so stuffed she could barely move. All kind of cake, sweets and desserts found their way into her mouth. Then they’d head for the bedroom, both of them getting off on her swelling body and now-massive appetite.
Sofia had never felt so sexy, so womanly and voluptuous. People had noticed her gain, but their comments secretly aroused her, sending a sexy chill down her spine and into her moist pussy every time someone asked if she was pregnant, or made a joke about her stealing their lunch.
She knew that her classmates commented about their fattening colleague when her back was turned, but she encouraged it, going to college everyday in tight trouser suits or skirts a size too small, love handles and pot belly prominently on display. She’d sit there in the canteen at lunch, tucking into a slab of fudge cake or a plate of chips and a burger whilst her stick-thin friends munched celery and cattily asked her if she knew how bad all those calories were for her figure.
Best of all was the enhanced sensation she felt every time someone touched her podgy belly. Every extra pound seemed to have made her tummy more sensitive, an erogenous zone in its own right.
Mark came in, and she turned to him in excitement at the button-popping just moments earlier.
“Looks like I’m too fat for size 16’s hun”. She said with a grin, pulling the split jeans together over her flab.
“I think that means my fat gorgeous little piggy is due a weigh-in” he replied, aroused at the sight of his girlfriend’s porky figure bulging out of jeans they’d bought new a month earlier.
She leaped on the scales, anxious to see how much she’d put on in the past week.
“180! Oh my word, 8lbs this week alone! Honey, I’ve made the first target we set!”
“Wow, you fatty! Lucky I booked us a table at that all-you-can eat, it’ll be a celebration. But now you’re at our first goal, I’m not sure you’re fat enough for me yet gorgeous”.
She felt herself get wet, a tingling in her pussy and clit. She loved it when he talked like this.
“Mark, I don’t think I’m fat enough for me either yet. Actually, I want you to make me as fat as you like.”
She looked up at him as he ran his hands around her plump figure, jiggling her love handles.
“Mark, will you feed me until I’m huge?’
Sofia
by unchienandalusia
(A story reposted from fantasyfeeder.com with the author's permission)
by unchienandalusia
(A story reposted from fantasyfeeder.com with the author's permission)
She woke up late, just before midday, but it didn’t matter. It was Saturday. She rolled over beneath the duvet and snuggled up close to him. He was still asleep, and she closed her eyes again and remembered the night before as they lay there in bed together.
Sofia had been seeing Mark for a couple of weeks. Last night had been there third date, and the first time they’d spent the night together. After a delicious meal at a cozy pasta joint near her house, and a couple of drinks at her favorite bar, they’d gone back to hers for a nightcap.
As soon as she opened the door, she felt him push her inside, up against the wall, kissing her as his hands explored her cute, toned little body. He’d stripped her naked as they rushed upstairs. She remembered looking up at him as she lay on the bed. He was gorgeous, 6ft tall and athletic, with dark hair and deep, sexy blue eyes and sculpted cheekbones that she traced with her fingertips as they kissed.
She smiled as she watched him sleep, and ran her fingers over his cheekbones again as she remembered all the things they’d done to each other. Ever since they first met she knew he wanted her, if he tried to play it cool he’d made a bad job of it. The sex was hot for a first time. He’d run his tongue down her tight body and teased her clit, biting and sucking her boobs and kissing her hard on the neck. She was dripping wet by the time his engorged cock slid inside her and she moaned with pleasure.
Mark was still asleep, so Sofia got up, pulled on her panties and an old t-shirt and went downstairs to the bathroom. She went through her morning routine as usual, showering before drying herself off with a towel. A happy, warm, morning-after-sex kinda feeling spread through her body. As she dried the droplets of after from her body, she caught sight of herself in the mirror.
At 5’5 and 125lbs, Sofia got a lot of attention from guys whenever she went out clubbing. A delicate bone structure framed her big eyes, smokily made up either side of a cute nose and a big, full mouth. At school, she’d gotten grief from other girls for being pretty. Her slim body was a gorgeously proportioned hourglass, with the curvier parts in all the right places. Her 32C boobs were full and pert, and she loved to show them off her cleavage in low-cut tops. Friends envied her flat stomach and firm round bum.
She liked what she saw in the mirror, but as her hands moved over her stomach she noticed it felt softer than usual, less toned and firm. She pinched and poked at it as she looked at herself.
“Probably just a bit of temporary bloating from last night’s meal,” she told herself. She had eaten rather too much, after all, but then Mark had insisted they get dessert as well, and the food had been delicious. She’d had smoked salmon ravioli, a huge steaming pile of it served with crusty white bread and a creamy sauce. It was delicious, and so was the stack of profiteroles she had after. Lovely lashings of chocolate and cream. She’d eaten every bit.
She rubbed her belly as she remembered the food from the night before. Mark certainly knew how to pick a good restaurant. Back upstairs, Sofia pulled on a tight white top that showed off her boobs and picked out a blue denim skirt. Fastening the button around her waist, she frowned. It was tighter than usual.
‘Morning hunny. Looks like your skirt shrank in the wash. It still looks good though.’
Mark laughed sleepily as he spoke. Sofia felt a tingling sensation in her hips as he spoke, but she wasn’t sure why. Breathing in slightly, she fastened the skirt.
‘Must be, my housemate washed these last time, she must’ve put them in on the wrong heat’ she replied, patting her midriff as she spoke.
A few weeks later, Mark and Sofia were sitting at a corner table in a new all-you-can eat Chinese that had opened in town. Mark wasn’t usually keen on all-you can eats, but Sofia had mentioned it too him a few times and seemed pretty keen to try it out.
“I like the way the decorated this place, very oriental isn’t it?’ he said, looking around at the ornate pagoda-style room.
Sofia didn’t reply. Mark watched as she speared a large chunk of sweet n sour beef with her fork, and pushed it into her mouth. She looked especially gorgeous tonight, glittery eyes and her browny-redish hair down over her shoulders. Her dress was a slinky black affair that clung to her curves like it was sprayed on.
“Sofia?’
Still no answer. She didn’t even seem to hear him, gathering up forkfuls of the food and shoveling them in between her plump rouged lips.
“Sofia!”
She jumped, and looked up at him with a sexy smile.
“Oh, I’m sorry baby, what did you say? This food is so delicious, in fact whatever it was tell me in a minute, I’m going back to the buffet for another plate. Want me to fill up yours too?’
“I’m fine thanks” he said, and watched her wander off with the plate in her hand. She returned a few minutes later, plate piled high with rice, noodles, pork, beef, all kinds of Chinese delicacy. He watched her place the plate on the table and sit back down, adjusting her dress as she did so. The black fabric bunched up around her middle, and as she smoothed it out.
Mark noticed the softness of her tummy as it pushed against the dress. It was unmistakable. She was definitely rounder, and not just from the two and a half plates of food she’d wolfed tonight. A thin roll of fat bulged out where previously she’d been toned, the skin stretched tight over her abdominal muscles. Now it was definitely soft, fleshy. Mark felt his cock begin to push gently against his trousers as the first swell of an erection gathered. His girlfriend’s new curves excited him.
They left the restaurant and got a taxi home. In the back of the cab, they kissed passionately, and as his fingers made their usual exploration of her body he found himself stroking the soft curve of her tummy. She had eaten four mountainous plates in the end, without the slightest hesitation or hint of shame about her gluttony. Her belly pushed out further than normal after so much food, but the soft layer of flab that coated it was seductive to his touch. It turned him on, and he stroked her tummy repeatedly as they kissed. She moaned softly, and he pulled his hand away from her stomach for fear she’s notice and get self-conscious about it.
‘mmmnnnn that feels good’ she moaned, her voice barely more than a whisper. She grabbed his hand and placed it back on her full tummy, pressing it harder onto the flesh.
‘Don’t stop, I like it’ she whispered, and Mark felt a rush of blood in his crotch and the deep, warm rise of his bulging erection.
Back home, Sofia lay sprawled on the bed, breathing deep and heavy whilst her hands rubbed the bulging dome of her stuffed belly as it strained the black dress.
“Hmmnn honey I’m so stuffed, I think I ate a bit too much of that lovely food….pity we couldn’t manage dessert’.
Her words turned Mark on more than he ever thought words could. She was looking at him, her big eyes suggestive of all kinds of hedonistic pleasure. He remembered the box of donuts they had in a kitchen cupboard downstairs.
“In that case you won’t be wanting any of those lovely donuts we bought earlier, will you?” he said. Her eyes flashed in greedy delight.
“Well, I could maybe fit one in, since we’re being so naughty tonight.”
Mark virtually fell down the stairs in excitement. Whatever this was, it was new, exciting, with an edge of visceral danger that he couldn’t quite comprehend. Whatever this was, it was sexy. He’d always like curvy girls, Sofia was skinny by his usual standards, but he’d never found the sight of a girl eating so erotic before.
Sofia slipped out of her dress whilst Mark was downstairs. She was wet, she could feel it, and everything seemed heightened, more sensitive. Her belly throbbed with a weird mix of pain and pleasure, a dull, satisfying sensation that made her feel helpless and lazy, lost in an erotic dimension she’d only glimpsed but never explored before. Over the last few weeks she’d become aware of her deep love for food, how she savored every bite and each subtle flavor. She’d always been a skinny girl, who felt she could eat whatever she wanted without gaining a pound.
Until now, that was – but Sofia ignored the signs, the tight skirts, the slight rolls of fat that formed when she sat down or bent over. She loved food, and the feelings it gave her.
Mark grabbed one of the fat, juicy jam and cream donuts. Sofia looked at it greedily, and then looked up at Mark, her eyes appealing to him. Something stirred in him. He bent over her bloated figure on the bed and slid the donut between the plump lips of her open mouth. She swallowed it down almost whole, and he picked up another and fed it to her. She moaned, and his cock hardened.
He thought he was going to come right then and then, all over her face, but he held back, and started kissing her neck, moving down over her tits and chest until he reached the stuffed, fleshy tummy. Her kissed the soft layer of flab and moved down, plunging his tongue into her tight pussy. She was soaking wet, wetter than he’d ever felt her, and licked around her **** whilst she moaned with pleasure and his hands rubbed her great belly. He looked up, and she was stuffing another donut into her mouth.
The next morning, Mark awoke to find Sofia standing by the bed, patting her slightly rounded tummy.
“Mark, last night was so amazing, I’ve never done anything like that before but it just felt so good..”
“It was honey, I must admit I never knew just watching you eat was so sexy”.
“So it didn’t.. like.. freak you out or anything…coz it is a little weird….eating and sex and stuff..” she said nervously.
“Not at all babe, it was hot, couldn’t you see how much I liked it? And I know you absolutely loved it”.
“Well, yeah…but…I weighed myself this morning, and I’ve been 125lbs for as long I can remember, but now, I’m 136! I’ve put on 11 pounds!”.
“Do you mind?” Mark asked, worried she was upset about her new belly.
“No….I mean not if you don’t”.
“Of course I don’t babe, most of my exes have been a lot bigger than you. Actually I think we should explore some of the stuff we tried last night, it was so sexy after all”.
She smiled. Mark had said exactly what she’d hoped he’d say.
“Definitely babe. I mean, since I’m already 11 pounds heavier, making it up to a full stone wouldn’t hurt would it? I wouldn’t mind a little more, even, curves are good!”.
Hearing her say this, Mark got out of bed, wrapped his arms around her middle and kissed her neck.
“In that case, we should get you some breakfast”.
A few months later…….
Sofia sat on the sofa watching tv as she waited for Mark to come home. She unwrapped her second Mars bar of the day and wolfed it down before reaching for the plate of gigantic choc-chip cookies on the table by her seat. When her program finished, she bent over the reach the remote on the floor just in front of her seat. She heard a snapping noise, and the button of her jeans pinged onto the floor. Soft rolls of flab spilled out onto her lap. The size 16’s had been tight on her for weeks but now they’d finally burst open under the weight of her big pot belly, expanded by the massive portions of food she ate every day.
In the months since that first night of uncertain hedonistic excess, Sofia had ballooned. Her once slim midriff had transformed into a round, pudgy pot belly that bulged in front of her and jiggled from side to side when she walked. Her breasts were like two plump melons, spilling over the top of most of her dresses and bras and getting her numerous looks from admiring men. Her hips and thighs had thickened, giving her a womanly sway when she moved, and her bum was a big round booty now which Mark loved to smack in jest or eroticism.
Every night, Mark fed her calorific delicacies until she was so stuffed she could barely move. All kind of cake, sweets and desserts found their way into her mouth. Then they’d head for the bedroom, both of them getting off on her swelling body and now-massive appetite.
Sofia had never felt so sexy, so womanly and voluptuous. People had noticed her gain, but their comments secretly aroused her, sending a sexy chill down her spine and into her moist pussy every time someone asked if she was pregnant, or made a joke about her stealing their lunch.
She knew that her classmates commented about their fattening colleague when her back was turned, but she encouraged it, going to college everyday in tight trouser suits or skirts a size too small, love handles and pot belly prominently on display. She’d sit there in the canteen at lunch, tucking into a slab of fudge cake or a plate of chips and a burger whilst her stick-thin friends munched celery and cattily asked her if she knew how bad all those calories were for her figure.
Best of all was the enhanced sensation she felt every time someone touched her podgy belly. Every extra pound seemed to have made her tummy more sensitive, an erogenous zone in its own right.
Mark came in, and she turned to him in excitement at the button-popping just moments earlier.
“Looks like I’m too fat for size 16’s hun”. She said with a grin, pulling the split jeans together over her flab.
“I think that means my fat gorgeous little piggy is due a weigh-in” he replied, aroused at the sight of his girlfriend’s porky figure bulging out of jeans they’d bought new a month earlier.
She leaped on the scales, anxious to see how much she’d put on in the past week.
“180! Oh my word, 8lbs this week alone! Honey, I’ve made the first target we set!”
“Wow, you fatty! Lucky I booked us a table at that all-you-can eat, it’ll be a celebration. But now you’re at our first goal, I’m not sure you’re fat enough for me yet gorgeous”.
She felt herself get wet, a tingling in her pussy and clit. She loved it when he talked like this.
“Mark, I don’t think I’m fat enough for me either yet. Actually, I want you to make me as fat as you like.”
She looked up at him as he ran his hands around her plump figure, jiggling her love handles.
“Mark, will you feed me until I’m huge?’
