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Nicola was blowing up like a state fair balloon, she was already a jiggling butterball but since we met her belly had grown fatter and her hips and thighs were porking up too, alongside everything else. As she turned around, on our first date A woman more beautiful and indeed gifted of girth faced me back, as i went in for one hell of a fleshy hug. My jaw nearly hit the floor, despite the full body pictures being obviously dated I had no idea she would have actually gained even more weight. Her belly was easily the most dominant feature of her body, nestled nicely beneath a baggy top with a flowing silk dress and an admittedly tight select

It was around half five in the evening when Becky’s taxi driver had dropped her off onto the pavement, with her luggage outside her apartments complex and she was still swollen from her mid afternoon stuffing session... She had managed to pick up an array of tight fitting but comfortable summer clothes that represented her heavy rock/indie tastes, as well as some workout gear or ‘eating pants’ as a couple of swollen juniors had coined them waddling past on their way to the back of the stores ‘obese/pregnancy’ department’ which hilariously, is exactly what the sign said... Becky walked through the sliding

Tapping her fingers anxiously, Rebecca surveyed her surroundings, already missing the small cheery pubs and peaceful little cafes of her home town amidst the industrial mega-sized capitalism that had Texas and all of America in its oiled greedy hands. An airy light Americana country song hummed amidst the bustle of the crowd and nearly managed to overcome the disturbing noises that Katie and Alice made, as if they hadn’t eaten a thing in days. She was more stuffed than she’d been in years and she could feel a small solid potbelly push painfully against her denim, even as she had slipped handfuls of her remaining plates onto the

“And be careful Rebecca! You watch your waistline over there! You know how prone you are to gaining weight!” A Prim and proper housewife chimed in, to her lazy yet independent daughter. “Alright! Mother..” Becky sighed, waving her way to the airplane. 13 hours later. In a pink woolly sweater and a pair of pale blue denim jeans, Rebecca walked out the cabin and into the sweltering Texan heat. Longing to change into something far more suited to the southern temperature, she hurriedly raced to the shaded shelter of the airport’s food court, absolutely famished. It didn’t take long to find. You could have

  Chuck snapped his cell shut and lit up a smoke, clearly irritated by the conversation I was only half privy to. “Goddamn women!” He yelled pressing the pedal to the metal angrily, curving back into the highway from the side of the road. “Can’t live with em, can’t live without em’!” I laughed, slapping his shoulder. Me and my trucker buddy were getting along pretty well.. He blew a whirl of smoke out the window and turned to look at me, smiling in the devious way he did “You have no idea..” I heard something about food that much was clear. They spoke about stuff that he had in the tru

  “Oh sweet Jesus, Mary and Joseph!”  Mrs Heaney proclaimed, her bony hand flew to the crucifix hung around her neck.   The 60 year old dinner lady wailed in sorrow as she bore witness to what had just monstrously prowled into the halls of her canteen.   A girl so abominably obese that her belly was no longer just a stomach anymore, it was a multi-faceted waterfall of cascading folds and gelatinous rolls that were barely contained by the highest form of custom clothing. All of this free-flowing flab draped heavily downwards, mercilessly tortured by gravity and swinging like a blobby pendulum between knees that were simply crushed

“Where the hell....is he!.... I’m like.... still fucking hungry!”  Katie ranted in-between bites, small chunks of beef and saliva spraying past her plump painted lips.   The punk-looking over sized leather-clad pole dancer huffed and puffed, her mouth full of the last mammoth sized cheeseburger deluxe that remained, among the coven of incredibly attractive downright fat country girls that inhabited the joint. “Well if you weren’t constantly waddling that fat ass of yours to the kitchen to stuff that fat face of yours, we wouldn’t be so under supplied!” snapped Georgia, a plump hand on her belly clear