~BBW, Magic, ~MWG - A young lady finds that joining a gym doesn't produce the results she expected.
[Author's Note: This story will share similar themes with an unfinished story I read a few years ago. The story was interesting but unfortunately I never remembered the title, the author or the site I read it on. Unfortunately, there isn't alot to start but I should be able to continue it within the next couple of days, let this serve as a small introduction.]
Rachel Wilkes sat in her car, planning her route. After two weeks, she had finally decided to shed the excess weight that had accumulated over the last few months. She didnt particularly want to admit to gaining weight but as she looked down, she noticed a small bulge protruding from her midsection, taunting her.
Ever since she could remember, Rachel had played basketball. She had been pretty good at it as well. Even through college she continued her active lifestyle, she had a healthy diet and regular exercise. Her habits meant she had never experienced what so many other girls have, weight gain. It wasnt until she left college and got herself a well paid office job that she noticed the changes in her body. She no longer had time to play her beloved sport and the stress of her job and lack of free time meant that exercise was now a rare occurrence. Breakfasts were often skipped completely or were a small snack, usually chocolate. Lunch and dinner were no longer the healthy home cooked meals she was used to, replaced by fast food or ready meals.
Slowly but surely, she found herself getting lazier. She started using the elevator instead of stairs and found herself driving distances that could easily be walked. She also found her appetite growing a long with a craving for fatty foods and snacks. Her unhealthy lifestyle transformed her active and happy into lazy and depressed. The more she found herself depressed, the worse her motivation would get and the more she would turn to comfort eating as a source of happiness.
Of course, this affected her waistline. Over the period of a year, Rachel noticed a difference in her body. It was only slight, but the foundation had been laid. Her metabolism had decreased significantly, along with her will to exercise and eat well. In college, Rachel had been a figure of beauty. She was 5 6 and weighed in around 130 lbs. Her wavy, dark brown hair reached her shoulders and framed a pretty face. She had captivating hazelnut eyes, a perfect narrow nose, thin lips and prominent cheek bones. Her breasts were large and perky, her stomach was flat and muscular, her hips were wide enough to give her a curvy shape and her bottom and thighs, although thick, were hard with muscle rather than soft with fat.
Many of her friends had told her she could model if she wanted but Rachel had never been a fan of that idea, instead opting for an office career, boring and low paid in comparison but a steady source of income. Of course, this was one of the reasons her body had changed. Looking in the mirror now, Rachel could see that she now sported a fuller and softer look. Her muscle had disappeared under a small layer of fat. Her cheeks had filled out slightly, hiding her cheekbones and giving her face a rounder look. Her upper arms were now thicker and softer; her breasts had more weight and were no longer as perky as they had been.
Her stomach had also puffed out slightly, a small pouch of fat replacing her prominent abs. Her waist was thicker, her curvy shape now slightly wider around the middle. Her thighs and bottom had remained a similar size but were no longer hard to the touch; instead Rachel would find her finger sink into the warm flesh when she poked the offending body parts. She still looked attractive, in different ways to before and was nowhere near fat but a lifetime of being slim and athletic emphasised the weight gain in Rachels eyes.
She didnt notice it until she met up with some old friends from college. On meeting them, she had been embarrassed when they asked if she was pregnant and found herself redden even further when she couldnt keep up with the game. She found herself lagging behind, unable to get the ball and realised that she had gone from being the strongest player to the worst. She was so shocked by how unfit she was that she weighed herself as soon as she got home, the scales told her that she was now at a fuller 153 lbs.
Now, two weeks later, she found herself sitting in her car, planning on finding a gym to help shed the pounds. She had thought about it for the past fortnight, finding that she lacked the will to diet or exercise, deciding that a personal trainer could be just what she needed to help with her motivational problem. It was likely to be the quickest method as well. However, unsure of any good gyms in the neighbourhood, she had decided to drive around and check out the first one that she found. She was hungry, however and she had a craving for a greasy burger. After all, it didnt make sense to exercise on an empty stomach did it?
As Rachel left the fast food joint, sucking the remainder of the meal off of her fingers, she noticed a large building on the other side of the road. Body Adjusters.
Thats funny. I didnt notice it on the way in. Definitely sounds like a name for a gym though. Rachel thought to herself.
Dismissing the thought, she walked across the street, entering the building. It didnt hurt to check it out did it? Upon entering she found herself in a large white room, a desk sat opposite along with a large sign above it. Body Adjusters, helping you to transform your body! She smiled, it definitely looked like a gym inside, framed photographs sat on the walls, showing off fancy exercise equipment.
She walked towards the reception desk, eyeing the woman sitting there as she got close. She was a heavy woman. She looked to be in the upper 200s. Her blouse and jeans were straining at the seams, her belly and breasts battling with the buttons, trying to break free from the restraint. As Rachel got closer, she could see that the woman's hips were as wide as the rest of her body, swallowing up the small office chair. It was strange to see a larger woman employed but she ignored the negative thought, she was in no place to insult other people with weight problems.
She caught the receptionist's eye and smiled, politely.
"Welcome to Body Adjuster's!" She said, enthusiastically, her breasts bouncing with each word. "If there is anything I can help you with, please don't hesitate to ask!"
[Author's Note: This story will share similar themes with an unfinished story I read a few years ago. The story was interesting but unfortunately I never remembered the title, the author or the site I read it on. Unfortunately, there isn't alot to start but I should be able to continue it within the next couple of days, let this serve as a small introduction.]
The Gym
By Berry
Rachel Wilkes sat in her car, planning her route. After two weeks, she had finally decided to shed the excess weight that had accumulated over the last few months. She didnt particularly want to admit to gaining weight but as she looked down, she noticed a small bulge protruding from her midsection, taunting her.
***
Ever since she could remember, Rachel had played basketball. She had been pretty good at it as well. Even through college she continued her active lifestyle, she had a healthy diet and regular exercise. Her habits meant she had never experienced what so many other girls have, weight gain. It wasnt until she left college and got herself a well paid office job that she noticed the changes in her body. She no longer had time to play her beloved sport and the stress of her job and lack of free time meant that exercise was now a rare occurrence. Breakfasts were often skipped completely or were a small snack, usually chocolate. Lunch and dinner were no longer the healthy home cooked meals she was used to, replaced by fast food or ready meals.
Slowly but surely, she found herself getting lazier. She started using the elevator instead of stairs and found herself driving distances that could easily be walked. She also found her appetite growing a long with a craving for fatty foods and snacks. Her unhealthy lifestyle transformed her active and happy into lazy and depressed. The more she found herself depressed, the worse her motivation would get and the more she would turn to comfort eating as a source of happiness.
Of course, this affected her waistline. Over the period of a year, Rachel noticed a difference in her body. It was only slight, but the foundation had been laid. Her metabolism had decreased significantly, along with her will to exercise and eat well. In college, Rachel had been a figure of beauty. She was 5 6 and weighed in around 130 lbs. Her wavy, dark brown hair reached her shoulders and framed a pretty face. She had captivating hazelnut eyes, a perfect narrow nose, thin lips and prominent cheek bones. Her breasts were large and perky, her stomach was flat and muscular, her hips were wide enough to give her a curvy shape and her bottom and thighs, although thick, were hard with muscle rather than soft with fat.
Many of her friends had told her she could model if she wanted but Rachel had never been a fan of that idea, instead opting for an office career, boring and low paid in comparison but a steady source of income. Of course, this was one of the reasons her body had changed. Looking in the mirror now, Rachel could see that she now sported a fuller and softer look. Her muscle had disappeared under a small layer of fat. Her cheeks had filled out slightly, hiding her cheekbones and giving her face a rounder look. Her upper arms were now thicker and softer; her breasts had more weight and were no longer as perky as they had been.
Her stomach had also puffed out slightly, a small pouch of fat replacing her prominent abs. Her waist was thicker, her curvy shape now slightly wider around the middle. Her thighs and bottom had remained a similar size but were no longer hard to the touch; instead Rachel would find her finger sink into the warm flesh when she poked the offending body parts. She still looked attractive, in different ways to before and was nowhere near fat but a lifetime of being slim and athletic emphasised the weight gain in Rachels eyes.
She didnt notice it until she met up with some old friends from college. On meeting them, she had been embarrassed when they asked if she was pregnant and found herself redden even further when she couldnt keep up with the game. She found herself lagging behind, unable to get the ball and realised that she had gone from being the strongest player to the worst. She was so shocked by how unfit she was that she weighed herself as soon as she got home, the scales told her that she was now at a fuller 153 lbs.
***
Now, two weeks later, she found herself sitting in her car, planning on finding a gym to help shed the pounds. She had thought about it for the past fortnight, finding that she lacked the will to diet or exercise, deciding that a personal trainer could be just what she needed to help with her motivational problem. It was likely to be the quickest method as well. However, unsure of any good gyms in the neighbourhood, she had decided to drive around and check out the first one that she found. She was hungry, however and she had a craving for a greasy burger. After all, it didnt make sense to exercise on an empty stomach did it?
As Rachel left the fast food joint, sucking the remainder of the meal off of her fingers, she noticed a large building on the other side of the road. Body Adjusters.
Thats funny. I didnt notice it on the way in. Definitely sounds like a name for a gym though. Rachel thought to herself.
Dismissing the thought, she walked across the street, entering the building. It didnt hurt to check it out did it? Upon entering she found herself in a large white room, a desk sat opposite along with a large sign above it. Body Adjusters, helping you to transform your body! She smiled, it definitely looked like a gym inside, framed photographs sat on the walls, showing off fancy exercise equipment.
She walked towards the reception desk, eyeing the woman sitting there as she got close. She was a heavy woman. She looked to be in the upper 200s. Her blouse and jeans were straining at the seams, her belly and breasts battling with the buttons, trying to break free from the restraint. As Rachel got closer, she could see that the woman's hips were as wide as the rest of her body, swallowing up the small office chair. It was strange to see a larger woman employed but she ignored the negative thought, she was in no place to insult other people with weight problems.
She caught the receptionist's eye and smiled, politely.
"Welcome to Body Adjuster's!" She said, enthusiastically, her breasts bouncing with each word. "If there is anything I can help you with, please don't hesitate to ask!"
