*** A romantic feeder/feedee, weight gain erotic fiction ***
Chloe had always been so strict with her fitness and health and was proud of how she was able to maintain such a healthy weight, despite her big appetite. She was good with her diet, never keeping sugary foods in the house and she made sure to stop at the gym at least three times a week to do a workout with her boyfriend Jason. And it showed, her figure was slim and toned, with definition in her arms and legs, and a hard, flat stomach. She had always received positive comments about her appearance, with her sporty look, shoulder length brown hair and soft girl-next-door face, she certainly attracted a lot of glances wherever she went.
But lately work had become so time consuming and so stressful that she no longer had the spare time or energy to hit the gym on the way home, and found that she no longer had the willpower to say no to those chocolate bars staring at her at the checkout in her weekly shop. Food, and especially sweet and fatty treats, had always been a craving for Chloe, but during this busy, stressful time she was finding that she had serious trouble resisting a bit of comfort eating.
Chloe had noticed this lifestyle change start to take a little bit of a toll on her figure, but nothing noticeable. Her underwear now cut a little more into her hips and her flat stomach now had a slight curve to it, but with her clothes on she looked the same skinny girl as ever. She pinched a love handle and a large fold of skin squashed beneath her fingers. A strange shiver ran down her spine. 'No need to worry yet,' she thought, trying to convince herself. 'As soon as my life settles down a little I will be straight back in the gym and this will be gone in no time.'
Except she didn't get straight back in the gym. Her long hours at work continued over the next month and at night she had no energy to do anything but cuddle on the lounge with Jason, binge some TV and snack on whatever treat she had bought that week to destress. It soon became a routine that she looked forward to everyday. After dinner and a nice long shower, she would sit down on the lounge and browse the Netflix menu while Jason would make a cup of hot chocolate and bring her a bag of M&Ms or a bowl of cookies & cream ice cream or whatever else she happened to ask for that night. Chloe knew she shouldn't indulge quite so often, but she found it amazingly comforting and calming to snuggle on the lounge and relax by enjoying something tasty.
Just as she had done that night. Jason's hand had unconsciously drifted over onto her while they were watching TV and its weight was putting slightly uncomfortable pressure on to her overly full belly, a constant reminder to her of the entire packet of cookies she had eaten after dinner that night. Eventually Jason went to bed, but even though she was tired, Chloe wasn't able to summon the energy to haul herself off to bed too, so she kissed her boyfriend goodnight and told him she would watch just one more episode. As she watched, she kept getting distracted by the stuffed feeling in her stomach. Eventually she noticed that her legs were squirming and she realised she was feeling pretty horny. Jason would now be fast asleep, he always woke early to go to the gym. 'May as well take care of this before I go to bed,' Chloe thought.
Her hand slipped under her navy tracksuit pants, under her blue lacy panties and over some stubbly hair that she really needed to remember to trim. Two fingers pressed between her crevasse. Chloe closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensations from her clit as she worked it between the tips of her fingers. She suddenly remembered the impulse from earlier when she was pinching her side. 'What the hell,' she decided, and tried again, watching the large skin fold smoosh between her fingers. The same electric shiver shot down her spine and tingled her clit, amplifying the pleasure down below. The soft fat between her fingers that she had been so determined to keep at bay was feeling weirdly enjoyable in this heated moment. She stopped pinching and dug her hands into her softened belly, fingertips disappearing into squishy flesh. A moan came involuntarily to her lips.' What am I doing?!' Chloe screamed in her head, 'This is so wrong.' Yet seeing the evidence of her overindulgence and playing with it as she worked her clit was shamefully erotic. Such a turn on in fact that seemingly out of nowhere, a huge orgasm ripped through her body. Her whole body tensed up, her legs squeezed tightly together around the hand that was still between her pussy and she curled forwards with mouth wide open and eyes shut tight. Never had she cum that quickly before.
When her trembling subsided and she was able to breathe normally again, Chloe realised she was still grabbing her belly, reminding her embarrassingly of the way in which she had just gotten off. Letting go, she looked down to see bright red marks imprinted in her soft skin. She quickly pulled her shirt down before turning off the TV and heading off to bed, trying to put what had just occurred out of her mind.
***
With no exercise to burn off the calories from her large appetite and increased snacking, her body continued to grow. Her butt had lost some of its firmness and she was feeling its increased softness whenever she sat down. Her belly now had a definite outwards curve, it had even started to push her T-shirts outwards, rather than them hanging straight down from her small but perky B-cup tits. 'But still', she thought, 'Maybe no-one has noticed?' Although she thought maybe Jason had, because instead of the occasional playful slap on the bum he often gave as they went about the house, she had noticed that he was giving it a bit more of a grab and a squeeze now that there was more of it to grab. He was still smiling as he did it though, so it didn't seem like he was trying to passively aggressively tell her to lose the extra weight or anything. Actually, when she thought honestly about it, it felt quite womanly to have something soft on her body for him to grab a hold of.
The longer things stayed the same, the more comfortable Chloe started to become with her new lifestyle. She knew that as she looked in the mirror before stepping into the shower one morning that she should be ashamed of what she had let happen to her figure. She knew she should feel embarrassed about the pudgy tummy that started to stick out just below her ribs and that formed a little crease just above her pubic mound. The tummy that had replaced her hard abs and that could in no way be said to be unnoticeable anymore. No, she was definitely now
curvy
. It even wobbled when she jumped! But she wasn't ashamed or upset. In fact, she had grown accepting and she was actually beginning to think her new curves looked quite good on her. Sexy even. The new growth in her tits certainly helped too. She was now practically spilling out of her old B cups and the thought of buying some new bras for her bigger tits excited her a lot. As she soaped up her new pudgy belly she again enjoyed the feeling of her softness below her fingers. It delighted her, the way her fingertips sunk into her flesh as she pressed them against her tummy, trying but failing to feel the hard muscles that were once right below her skin but were now nowhere to be found. Why was this so enjoyable when she had spent so many hours of sweat and pain trying to stave this off?