I'm Heavy & love it

By

Portly Robust

This story will help all you girls out there with a problem I faced once, Or at least I hope it will. The problem we will get too later. But first let me tell you about how I grew up.

I use to play with my dad's barbells when I was little and by the time I was 10 I was a big little girl. I was 4'6" and weighed 115 pounds. Let's face it, I was fat. But I had a lot of muscle under all that fat. By the time I was 15 I was 5'4" and weighed 148 pounds and strong as an ox, but you couldn't really tell because I was so big. My thighs were about 25" around. My arms were about 12" around. My measurements were 36-D, 30, 36. I had a pudgy middle and big hips. Between the ages of 10 and 15, I would do a lot of running and jumping around with all the boys. Now none of the boys liked me as if I were a girl, but we all had fun together as friends.

On my 15th birthday, the few girlfriends I did have through me a party. Everyone was paired up with his or her boy friend except me. I didn't have one. The girls got together and found this guy invited him as a blind date for me, and he showed up. He was a tall, dark, and a rather hansom guy with a nice smile. His name was Billy. I liked him, but I didn't think he would like me because I was so heavy. He paid attention to me or anyone else all night. I was very happy that my girl friends had found someone that liked me. Billy and I talked for hours after the party ended and by 2:00 AM we were quite tired. He said he had to mow lawns the next morning and that he had better go. He also said he would call me. Yea, Right. I've heard that one before. He'll never call. But I really hoped he would. He seemed to have a great time with me and I really liked him.

The next afternoon he did call. We were on the phone for,,, it must have been 5 hours. Talking about everything, and including SEX. He wanted it and I didn't, yet, but he said he could wait for someone as special as me..... Wasn't that the nicest thing? The more we talked the more I fell in LOVE with him. We saw each other that entire school year. Other boys would tease him about going out with that "COW" and "PIG" and "PORKER" and "BOHEMUTH" and,,, well you get the picture... I wasn't really that heavy, just everyone else was so, so skinny. The name-calling didn't seem to bother Billy and he always had a great retort for them. Something like, "Well, At least I don't have to worry about hurting her when we have mad passionate sex.!" or "Well, their is just that more to love." and so on. I really new he cared for me, he showed it in so many ways.

On my 16th birthday, Billy planned a Sweet 16 party for me. It consisted of two couples. My best girl friend, her boy friend, Billy and myself of course. It was great. We went to the Drive-in and necked through the entire movie. I don't even remember what it was about. Now by the time I was 16 I had a grand set of Boobs, 38-DD and a rather voluptuous figure. However, I was still quite heavy at about 165 pounds. That did not bother Billy in the least. As a matter of fact I kind'a thought he liked me that way, but he never said so. Billy and I would see each other every day and go out Friday and Saturday nights in his dad's car. We would park and neck or get into some heavy, heavy petting, which I really liked, and he never pushed me to go any further. Needless to say, I was hopelessly in LOVE with Bill, and he with me.

My Senior year, about the time I was 17, I started to grow taller. By mid term I was 5'9" tall and hadn't gained an ounce. By the time we had to be fitted for our caps and gowns I was 6'2" tall and weighed all of 180 pounds. My legs had grown long and gained fine muscle tone and shape. Thick powerful thighs that tapered to my small round knees and my calves were full and looked like an acrobats, strong and tight with thin ankles and size 9 foot. My forearms were long and thin and my upper arms were thick strong and always showed great muscle tone. My shoulders had widened, as did my hips. My breasts gained size as well, 42-D. They were large full and tight. I always wore a bra. I didn't want them to sag to my knees you know.

Billy had started to not call as often and I was becoming worried that he might have found someone else. I certainly wasn't the same girl he had been dating for two years, well in size anyway, I was still the same girl inside. I loved him intently and didn't want to loose him, even if I was an inch taller and could out lift him. I called him up and told him that we needed to talk about our future together. He agreed, and we made arrangements for him to pick me up at 7:00 PM and we would get a bite to eat as we discussed things. 7:00 PM came quickly and Billy arrived.

I hopped into his car. His eyes opened widely and scanned my body. You see I was wearing a short tight mini skirt, and a tank top two sizes too small. The top made my large breasts look even bigger and left 4 or 5 inches of my middle exposed. My thigh muscles spread into a nice round mound of leg flesh and I mashed my calves against the seat spreading them wider as well. Billy had never seen me wear clothing like this, because I never did. I wanted to see if I could still keep his attention by using my body. Billy's eyes relaxed after a second or two and we drove off to the drive in burger joint.

"So tell me Bill, Why have you been so distant lately? And don't skirt the issue, I need to know."

"Barb, I don't know where to start exactly. And I don't want to hurt your feelings in any way."

Oh Boy. Here it comes, I thought. He is going to break up with me. SHIT! That is the last thing I want. I love him so bad it hurts. OK, lets hear it.

"I will not let anything you say hurt me tonight. Tomorrow, , Maybe!"

"OK then, here goes. Remember about 8 months ago when you started to get taller?"

"Yea,,,,,,,"

"Well, I didn't really notice until mid term, but then you kept getting taller."

"Yea,, ,, OK."

"Well, you lost weight."

"No I didn't. As a mater of fact I gained about 10 pounds!!!"

"Well, it doesn't look like it to me. You got skinny. Your legs are big, yea but there hard as a rock. They’re not as full and fleshy any more. Ya' know, all and soft. And your arms too! And you lost that fat pudgy middle I liked so much. And,,,,"

"Now wait just one second!! You mean you are going to break up with me cause I'm not as FAT as I use to be? Well that about cuts it. Look at my legs. They are beautiful, shapely and strong. Theirs a lot of flesh their. And my arms are the same way. OK, maybe my arms are a bit bigger than yours but you use to love to hold onto them and squeeze them tightly."

"I know. And I wasn't going to break up! I just want you to,,, Well, I,,,"

"What then???"

"I just didn't know how to ask you this. Straight out I guess, here goes... I want you to put on more weight. You know. Like you were. I don't mind that you are taller than I am, or that you are stronger. I just like you heavier. That's all."

"So let me get this straight. You stopped seeing me because I became skinnier. And, you would see me more often, like you use to, if I were heavier. Is that all? There's nothing else bothering you?"

"Well,,,,,,,,,, Yea, that's it. Did you ever wonder why I was always so easy going about the guys teasing me about your weight?,,,,,,, That's because I liked you that way. Fat thighs and arms and your pudgy middle was the best. I didn't care you had a few extra pounds. As far as I am concerned, you could gain even more weight if you wanted and I would like it all that much more. So, do you think that's weird? You know, there are guys out there that love to be overpowered by their woman's weight. The bigger the better they say. I just thought that if you didn't pick up some more weight, I might have to start looking for someone that was the way I like."

"Billy. If I became heavier, would stay with me?"

"Oh for sure. If you could become as fleshy as you once were, I would love it. But I would never ask you to do so."

"Billy, I love you very much, and I will do anything for you. I will do anything to keep you. ANY THING!!!!"

We had a nice date that night. After Billy dropped me off at my house, I sat on the couch and thought about what he told me. He likes my body heavier, and if I can't put on more weight he will leave me for someone who has the weight he likes. Well, I am not going to let him go. He is such a great guy, and so cute too. I decided that I would eat until I was so stuffed I couldn’t stand it any more and then maybe I would gain the weight Billy wanted.

I made my way to the kitchen and found all kinds of foods to eat. I grabbed everything I could carry and went back to the living room. It was 9:30 PM and we had already eaten at the drive through, but if I was to gain some weight then no time like now to start. I watched TV and ate, and ate, and ate. I just kept my mouth full of some kind of food. I munched and swallowed continually for two hours. When the late show came on I had stuffed my self so full my belly felt all bloated. It felt like it couldn't hold another thing. I thought to myself, I've got to stuff my body so full of food tonight that it hurts, and in the morning I'll have a great big breakfast. I bet that will make me gain some weight. So I set forth to do just that.

I gathered more food and went back to the living room. I sat on the edge of the couch and arched my back so it would stretch my belly a little. It was already quite full and made a round shape as I stretched. I again began to eat. This time I was more intense about it, forcing large amounts of food into my mouth and trying to swallow it all at once. I was difficult at first, but as I continued to force huge amounts of food down my throat it became quite easy. I could stuff my mouth full, with my cheeks bulging, and then just swallow the whole amount at once. It felt great as my throat enlarged to allow the food down, and when the food hit my stomach, I could feel it hit bottom making my belly expand.

I sat there and gorged myself on everything in the house. At 1:00 AM I noticed that my belly had started to hurt a little. I thought Well I will just finish what I have open and quit. I finished the gallon of ice cream I had opened, and drank nearly a half-gallon of milk all in one breath. My belly hurt steadily now and I had just one more thing in front of me. The package of foot long franks.

As I arched my back one last time. My belly was so fat, packed full of everything I had stuffed down my throat it hurt even more. I lay back on the couch and resisted for a moment, and in that moment the pain left me. I quickly sat up and stuffed a foot long frank into my mouth and down into my throat. OH, that is a really great feeling. I swallowed it. I felt it slide down and into my already bulging belly. I crammed two franks in my mouth, at the same time, and shoved them deep into my throat swallowing them as well. I felt my throat swell as the franks slid in and down. It made me wet as I continued to eat the franks. I tried to eat three franks at once but my throat would not open wide enough to accommodate them. After the franks were gone I drank the rest of the gallon of milk.

The pain had returned and I for the first time held my bloated belly. My, OH My,, My belly really got fat. I must get up and look at myself in the mirror. I feel huge. It's so full and round. I had indeed stuffed my body so full of food that I looked like I was pregnant. My belly was very big and tight. I went to bed, and as I lay their rubbing this beach ball belly, all I thought was, I hope he likes it.

The next morning my belly was about the same size it was the night before. I went over to Billy's house to show him and see if it was going to meet with his approval.

"Shit what did you eat, a beach ball?"

"Well no. I didn't want to loose you so I decided to gain some weight. After our date I went home and began to eat everything I could get my hands on. I stuffed so much food down my throat I thought my belly was going to burst. My belly hurt so bad I couldn't stand it any more. I just kept stuffing food into my mouth and swallowing. I feel like a blimp..."

"You are no blimp, and I rather like the way your belly blew up. It looks like you have swallowed a beach ball. Let me feel it!"

"Sure. It's still so full and tight."

My belly was definitely big, round, full, and tight but, it actually felt good. Stuffed, but good.

"Are you hungry this morning?"

"You must be kidding! I ate enough last night for eight people, how could I be hungry?"

But you know, I was a little bit hungry. I just thought if I had anything more to eat I would really blow up like a balloon.

"Well I am. Why don't you just come along for the ride and keep me company while I have breakfast?"

"That's fine."

I wanted to be with him as much as I could. I love him so. I would do anything, go anywhere,,, well you get the idea.

We ended up at the local I-Hop where they were running a special. 2 eggs, 2 strips of bacon, a glass of OJ and a full stack of pancakes for 2.29.... That's what Billy ordered. I had a muffin and a glass of OJ. I finished my muffin and OJ quickly and sat there watching Billy eat. The longer I watched, the hungrier I became. I thought I had better not, but the erg kept growing and growing until I gave in.

"Waitress,,,, Would you bring me 2 of those specials please?"

"Two??" the waitress asked, and then she looked at my swollen belly and said, "Oh, I see. You are eating for two and have an appetite today... OK, I'll be right back!"

About 3 or 4 minuets later she returned with the two specials and placed them in front of me. I began to eat ravenously. The eggs and bacon were gone in seconds. I picked up a pancake, rolled it up and stuffed it into my mouth, chewed a moment or two, and swallowed. I finished both full stacks of pancakes in less than 5 minuets. Billy couldn't believe what he saw.

"Wow!, you can really eat. Can't you"

"You bet. And I haven't even started yet. I am still as hungry as a horse. Waitress, will you bring us 4 more specials?"

"I sure will, but how are you two going to be able to finish it all?"

"If I were to tell you how, you would not believe me."

"Sure I would!"

"Well, I am going to eat all of them."

"I don't believe you. If you do finish it all, and have desert on top of it all, I won’t charge you for them. I just want to see this for my self."

The cook made up a very special special. Just for me. Each one of them consisted of three eggs, four strips of bacon, and five huge pancakes on a platter of their own. The waitress also brought two pitchers of OJ to the table. She sat next to Billy and said,

"OK, now lets see you eat all that!!"

I replied,

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to make a little wager on this, say, oh, ah, how about 50 bucks??"

"Sure. You’re on!"

I ate and ate for what seemed like an hour but if fact was only about 20 minutes. There was nothing left on the table to eat and I was stuffed, again. The waitress said she would be right back with the desert that I had to eat before I would win the bet. She returned with an entire apple pie piled so high with ice cream it weighed the thing down so as to make the waitresses muscles show. She placed it in front of me and said,

"OK miss smarty pants, lets see you eat all that too!!"

"OK. Billy, do you think I am nuts or is this the kind of thing you wanted, for me to gain a pound or two?"

"Oh, you eat to your hearts content. I have such a boner watching your belly grow I can hardly stand it. You think you can stuff that pie in there too?"

"Sure. Watch!"

And with that said I devoured the pie and ice cream, won the bet, and was fat, fat, fat!!! My belly had grown larger than it had ever been. If I were pregnant, I would be over due for sure... As I rubbed my overly stuffed and tightly packed belly I thought Wow, how wonderful this feels. I am so full and so content that it makes me wet. I sat there rubbing my huge belly.

I love being fat!

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