Author's Note: This has been my first normal Sunday in a while and boy did it feel good to do some writing without having to worry about time management. About another 4,000 words have been added to this draft, probably 3,000 words are needed to finish this chapter out. New material still needs some proofreading and editing, but starts on page 8 of the pdf and is marked. I'll try to have the rest of the chapter finished next weekend. Thanks for the patience and support, enjoy!
-Polaris
Fed Up
Warning: This is a weight gain story. If it is not your type of thing, please do not read it. You have been warned.
By Polarisdreamer
Part 15-
With Christmas eve only a few short hours away, Heidi’s last nightshift of the month took an odd turn when her sister Sophie unexpectedly arrived at the hospital complaining about symptoms of leg pain during exertion, soreness, swelling, and foot pain when at rest. Exactly the type of symptoms that would call for an ultrasound exam…
Since it was a slow night, it didn’t take long to give the obese hourglass of a woman whatshe wanted, but Heidi couldn’t help, but find it highly suspicious that her sister would seek out treatment while she was in town for the holidays precisely when Heidi was working the night shift at the hospital. However, it wasn’t her job to question her patients’ motives. Perhaps Sophie had injured herself in her latest marathon attempt two months ago. So, Heidi started performing the exam as she normally would, but scanning such a large patient was never easy, Sophie made the situation even worse by jittering and prattling on non-stop.
“…And after I got to the rail trail, I was getting ready to run, stretching and stuff, and this skinny sorority looking college girl jogs past me and gives me the up and down eyes and then laughs at me, before wishing me 'good luck.' Smug b*tch.” Sophie quickly gossiped before Heidi could so much as nod her chubby face, “In my head I’m like, d*mn girl, I don't need luck! I know I don’t look it, but I’m in pretty good shape! So, I didn't say anything, but I was laughing to myself half an hour later when my fat ass ran right past her on the side of the trail catching her breath. I’m fat but fast, b*tch!”
“Funny.” Heidi mumbled, as she kept trying to press her transducer into her sister’s blubbery thigh to get a better image. Her hands were beginning to feel exhausted from the strain. Sophie had to weigh somewhere north of 450lbs. Pressing into her took a lot of strength and stamina Heidi simply lacked. To make matters worse, her scrubs kept riding up around her belly every time she really leaned forward, even in the slightest. Having to pause and keep tugging them back down to cover herself was killing the speed of her progress.
“If it was funny, you would have just laughed. Not mumble, ‘funny.’” Sophie sighed, sounding a little deflated, her sister’s energy wasn’t on her level right now. To Heidi’s ears, Sophie sounded pretty happy for someone who was supposedly in pain.
“It’s funny. I’m just a little distracted at the moment, it’s a little hard to see your veins.” Heidi explained, as she once again tried to press into her sister with little success. It was embarrassing to admit, but she was actually starting to lose her breath from her failed exertions.
“Why’s that?” Sophie questioned sounding far too awake and lively for 9:35PM on a weekday.
“There is a lot of… soft tissue in the way.” Heidi tried to respond as politely as she could. It was difficult staying professional with her sister, but since she was at work, she was really trying her best.
“That doesn’t make any sense.” Sophie shook her head causing her blubbery body to jiggle.
Losing patience, Heidi gave her hands a break, looked her younger sister dead in the eye, and tried to tell her as clearly and politely as possible, “I’m using high-frequency sound waves to measure the amount of blood flow in your blood vessels. I’m pressing a transducer against your skin and the sound waves move through your skin and other body tissues to the blood vessels. The sound waves echo off of the blood cells. These echoes are then sent to my monitor. If you’ve got a lot of soft tissue in the way, I need to press my transducer harder into you to get a clearer picture, that’s hard to do when you’re so… y’know. Large.”
“Large?” Sophie questioned.
Rolling her eyes, Heidi grunted honestly, “Fat.”
“I don't think I'm that fat anymore. Sure, I’m still around 450lbs, but I was getting close to 500lbs at my heaviest…” Sophie began to argue, but Heidi wasn’t having any of it. Her attempts to remain professional with her sister had reached their limit.
“You're fat. You’re the biggest person I’ve examined all week, and that’s saying something because my patients are normally pretty huge.” Heidi just outright said it, giving up on tiptoeing around the truth. It was odd, in her head it was still easy to judge her patients for being so overweight, but the reality was that nowadays she rarely had to scan a patient, like Sophie, that was actually fatter than she was.
“Well I have a lot of muscle under the fat, so I'm not really that fat-fat. You know?” Sophie added with a deep poke to her sister’s significantly softer lower belly, while Heidi simply gritted her teeth in response. Feeling Sophie’s finger sink into her thick midsection wasn’t going to deflect from the truth.
“Excuses, excuses, bottom line… You’re really big sis. Bigger than I am. I’m only around 375 at most.” Heidi fired back with a firmer poke to her sister’s belly. Once her hand sunk into her sister’s flesh, she was surprised that it did feel firm underneath the soft and jiggly exterior.
“I’m heavier for sure, but bigger? I don’t know. I’m taller than you and you might be wider than I am, and rounder. Your belly totally sticks out farther than mine does.” Sophie teased, while she tried to remove Heidi’s hand from her belly.
Biting her lip with annoyance, Heidi gave her pestering younger sister a quick flick to her expansive breasts, before snapping, “It does not! Shut up! I’m not a doctor, so I’m not supposed to say this, but… The pain in your foot you’re experiencing after that marathon of yours would probably go away if you weren’t so freaking fat. Your blood flow would improve too. I know being fat is kinda part of your brand now, but if you’re planning on doing another marathon, you might wanna consider losing some weight.”
“I’ll never break that world record if I lose weight sis. Besides, I’m not supposed to lose weight for at least…” Sophie abruptly paused, before cradling her stomach, “seven more months.”
“Whaaat.” Heidi nearly gasped, “You’re pregnant? Like for real?”
“Sure am.” Sophie smiled with joy.
“I didn’t know you were trying. I thought you wanted to lose weight before… y’know.” Heidi muttered pretty caught off guard.
“That was the plan, but after thanksgiving… It kinda just hit Liam and me that I’m not gonna lose this weight. Like you said, it’s a part of my brand now. So, why wait to start trying?” Sophie explained cheerfully.
“Wow, I’m surprised you got pregnant so fast. I thought being overweight made it harder to conceive.” Heidi replied curiously.
“It does, we just got lucky I guess.” Sophie shrugged with an awkward-looking smile.
“Well congratulations!!!” Heidi squeaked leaning forward to hug her sister, causing her scrubs to rise up and expose her belly again, as the two blobby blondes mushed together for a moment in a tender embrace, “Who else knows?”
“Just Liam. Figured I needed to tell you since you’re going to be off with Keith’s family tomorrow.” Sophie explained, as the two hefty sisters parted and returned to their seats.
“So was the foot pain thing just made up?” Heidi questioned wanting to know.
“The foot pain is real, although maybe not as bad as I let on. My doctor recommended taking some time off running, which works because I’m pregnant so I’m not going to be able to run that much more anyways.” Sophie prattled in response.
Feeling the excitement rising within her, Heidi offered, “Do you want me to scan your belly or something?”
“Umm, yeah. Why do you think I visited you in the first place? I can’t imagine a better early Christmas gift.” Sophie chuckled, as Heidi grabbed some more warmed ultrasound gel. She was going to need a lot to scan her sister’s expansive belly. However, before Heidi could get everything prepared, Sophie blurted out another question, “When do you think you and Keith will try to have kids?”
…
The exciting start to Heidi’s nightshift was contrasted by the dull nature of the remainder of it after Sophie left. Heidi spent the early hours of the morning on her phone, watching Netflix and munching on a pie she’d picked up from Shauna at her mother’s bakery prior to her shift. She wanted to tell Keith about Sophie’s amazing news, but her sister had sworn her to secrecy until Christmas day.
Time flew by working the night shift, as it often did. When it was time to leave, Heidi gathered her things and waddled her cumbersomely big body out of the hospital. It was nice knowing Sophie still held the title of ‘fattest sister.’ After all, over the last ten months since Heidi’s last doctor’s visit she’d gained over 40 pounds on her diet and exercise program, rather than lose anything. The rate of her weight gain had certainly slowed drastically, but the number on the scale was still stubbornly going up each and every month. She was gaining weight almost as fast as Keith was losing it.
It was sort of surreal. The man of her dreams had slowly, but surely returned to her, but as he grew leaner and fitter, she grew plumper and fatter. Where once they both possessed similarly chunky builds, now the contrast between them was more pronounced than ever, more so than when she was skinny, and he was the fat one. She was fatter than he’d ever been, and he was in better shape than she’d been when she’d first wandered into Veronica’s office. There reversal of fortunes changed their relationship dynamics considerably, but from Heidi’s perspective it was all for the better.
She still wanted to lose weight and return to her former glory, but she’d grown too comfortable with her indulgent and lazy lifestyle. Heidi maintained her diet when Keith was around to see, mostly, but when he wasn’t around, all bets were off. Food was a comfort Heidi felt intitled to enjoy, especially because she was now consistently attending the gym for 20 or 30 minutes of cardio three times a week every week. Over the last 10 months, her legs developed a bit of lean muscle underneath all the fat, but at the end of the day every day, she was still taking in more calories than she was burning.
Newfound fat found its way onto her widening hips, a portion went to her breasts, thighs, buttocks, even her arms, but most of this year’s fat was finding its way to her belly. Whereas Sophie’s belly was one round bulge of fat, Heidi’s had morphed into two puffy, girthy distinct rolls. A lower belly roll, which was larger and more expansive, and an upper belly roll that was puffy and less noticeably droopy than her lower belly roll. Most of her personal cash these days was spent on satisfying her undying hunger and pretty outfits in larger sizes to fit her overflowingly fat frame.
Winded from the short walk out of the hospital, Heidi sighed in relief as she spotted her car close by. A benefit of working nights was how close she could park to the hospital. As she zipped up her jacket and hurried toward it, Heidi was very aware of how her soft fleshy body bounced rhythmically with every clumsy step she took, causing the shirt under her jacket to ride up once again. However, rather than struggle to tug it back into place, Heidi ignored it in favor of opening up the door to her driver’s seat and squeezing into her car, lowering the whole car as a result.
Last year, it had become apparent to Keith that Heidi was starting to outgrow her car, but for Heidi, the realization hadn’t hit home until recently. She tried to close the door like usual, but her hips prevented the door from closing all the way.
“Come on! It’s cold!” Heidi growled to herself, as she struggled to heave her hefty body upward a little bit so she could shimmy her wide rear end onto the center consul’s cup holders. Having created some extra space, Heidi then proceeded to close the driver’s door successfully, before promptly plopping back down into the seat and wedging herself firmly in the seat. If Keith were around, she might have bothered to go through the exhaustive process of putting her seatbelt on, but since it was Christmas eve and quite early, she figured she didn’t have to worry about much traffic on the drive home.
Sitting all smushed as she was, Heidi’s thighs were very close to touching her steering wheel, and so was her belly. It was a little sad that her car wasn’t built to withstand her newfound girth, they’d been through so much together. It was more than likely that Keith was getting her a new car after Christmas, since she’d been complaining about it. It was a shame, the car was probably good to last with proper maintenance for another 50,000 miles, but it just wasn’t a good fit for her anymore.
Turning on the car, Heidi apologized to it, before driving it in the direction of home for probably the final time. About ten minutes into the drive, an upcoming McDonalds caused Heidi to feel a little nostalgic for all the drive through she’d enjoyed in her car these past few years. Wanting to give her car one last go-round, she entered the drive-thru and ordered herself a sizable breakfast, an assortment of muffins and bagels, some breakfast wraps, and hash browns. Heidi didn’t pay attention to the cost, but she’d managed a $30 order all for herself.
To eat, Heidi pulled up into a nearby gas station and parked before her little indulgent feast. McDonalds felt like such a deserving reward for a long night’s work; however, everything came in so much packaging the mess was problematic. So, pulling up to get some gas at the pump, Heidi handed over her credit card and informed the attendant to top it off all the way. Once he gave her the card back, she slowly squeezed out of the car so she could dump all evidence of her breakfast into the trash. However, wanting to take extra precautions not to get caught by her husband, Heidi waddled inside and picked up an air freshener to cover up the smell of fast food in her car, in case Keith intended to drive it to the dealership soon to trade it in.
With her breakfast routine finished, Heidi headed straight home after her car was finished fueling. Her sleep schedule was all screwed up, and she was looking forward to enjoying a nice long lengthy slumber until the early afternoon. By the time Heidi eventually made it inside, it was nearing 7AM. Closing the front door, Heidi approached the steps that lead upstairs and paused to ponder if there was anything she needed downstairs before she lumbered her way upstairs. Figuring there was nothing, Heidi began the process of climbing the stairs. What was once a thoughtless effortless process now was considerably more methodical and strenuous. Being roughly 25 pounds shy of 400 meant that Heidi was lifting a lot more weight with every step than she was during her college days, or even the first few years of her marriage.
The heat was on in the house, making the effort Heidi was putting into climbing the stairs a slightly sweaty endeavor for her since she hadn’t taken her jacket off. Upon reaching the summit feeling a little uncomfortable, Heidi unzipped her jacket, and waddled into the bedroom as quietly as she could so as to not wake her sleeping husband. Sure enough, once she entered, she could hear him snoozing peacefully in the dark. When he was heavier, he used to snore, but not anymore.
Tossing her jacket into her closet, Heidi made her way into the master bathroom, and began undressing. Her shirt was already halfway off, it had ridden up so much underneath her jacket that it didn’t even cover her deep belly button. Wrangling it off only took a few moments, but in order to do so Heidi had to life her hefty arms over her head, something she generally avoided doing unless necessary since it was so tiring. With the shirt off, the pants were next. Her stretchy scrubs had grown tight but rolling them down past her thighs and wiggling them off with her feet still worked just fine. Her underwear was next and was certainly less trouble than her scrubs.
Fully naked now, and a little chilly, Heidi was tempted to sneak into bed and cuddle up close to Keith to warm up, but he wasn’t as good as a space heater as he used to be now that he’d lost all the excess fat. So, instead Heidi turned the shower on and waited until it started to get a little steamy to get into the new bathtub. Like the car, the old bathtub had become too small to accommodate Heidi’s widened hips and girthier backside, a fact Heidi had embarrassingly discovered by getting stuck in the old tub while taking a bath for the first time in a long time after they’d gotten home from thanksgiving. It was a terrifying feeling to need Keith to help her out of the tub, but it felt good that he’d been so supportive through the whole ordeal. For him, the solution right away was to get a larger, newer bathtub. He knew she was struggling to lose weight and didn’t want Heidi to feel any worse about the whole ordeal.
After her warm shower, Heidi spent some time drying herself off, it took much longer now to wedge her towel between the folds in her belly and fully dry herself, but the extra effort nowadays had become so routine Heidi didn’t pay it much attention. When she was done, she simply climbed into bed and closed her eyes, ready to sleep in until her heart was content.
“How was work?” The groggy voice of her husband softly broke the silence, as he rolled over and wrapped his arms around her fleshy exterior.
“Work was great.” Heidi responded thinking of her exciting news about Sophie and cuddling Keith right back.
“Great? You never say that about the night shift. Why was it great?” Keith wondered, still sounding not fully awake.
“Umm…” Heidi paused, trying to keep her knowledge about Sophie to herself, just like Sophie asked her to. However, she couldn’t contain herself, her self-control wasn’t what it used to be, “Sophie’s pregnant!”
“What? Your sister?” Keith questioned sounding surprised.
“What other Sophie do we know?” Heidi replied a little snappy, as her hand which had been appreciating her husband’s firm waist began to slowly creep lower.
“Right, right. Wow. That’s… Good for them.” Keith hummed, as Heidi’s hand felt her husband’s rock-hard manhood. A bit of a typical discovery most mornings nowadays. Keith’s sex drive had certainly improved as he’d lost weight. Although Keith’s increased libido was a double-edged sword, because sometimes, like right now she just didn’t have the energy for sex, but she’d developed some useful strategies for handling Keith’s urges.
“My parents are going to lose their minds.” Heidi figured, as she grabbed hold of Keith’s morning glory and began stroking him.
“Maybe now your mom will quit bugging you about kids.” Keith chuckled as he rolled onto his back and let Heidi keep touching him.
“I doubt it.” Heidi muttered in response, “Sophie asked about when we were thinking of having kids too.”
“Isn’t the plan to start trying once you lose the weight?” Keith questioned, as Heidi’s morning hand job maintained it’s slow and steady acceleration.
“I’m turning 30 in a few months… I gained almost 50 pounds this year. I’m not sure the weight is ever coming off…” Heidi admitted sounding a little vulnerable, while she picked up the pace with her hand, “Maybe it’s time we start trying.”
“You want to?” Keith questioned sounding more alert.
“I think so. Yeah.” Heidi smiled at the lover of her life, “Just have to go to the doctors and get my birth control taken out.”
Keith leaned in and gave her a loving kiss before responding, “Then let’s do it.”
“You’re okay with a fat wife for the rest of your life?” Heidi hummed with a bit of a knowing smirk, “I’m not losing any weight if you knock me up.”
“So long as you’re my fat wife.” Keith replied without hesitation, “More weight just means more of you to love.”
No sooner had he given Heidi his satisfactory reply than she felt him spasm in her hand, in response, Heidi purring with delight, “I f*cking love you.”
“I f*cking love you too.” Keith replied, pausing for a second before adding, “Mind cleaning me up?”
“With my mouth?” Heidi hummed knowingly.
“Yes please.” Keith nodded, as Heidi let out a sigh and began struggling to sit forward thanks to her girthy inflexible frame.
“I spoil you.” Heidi sighed obediently giving her husband exactly what he wanted.
…
After rousing her husband, he got out of bed and began his morning routine while Heidi promptly fell into a deep slumber. Since it was Christmas Eve, Keith didn’t have to get to work today, but his gym was still open so after some breakfast and coffee that’s where he went for a good hour and a half. By the time he returned, Heidi was still asleep, so he rinsed off in the guest bathroom so as not to wake her up prematurely before she got all the rest she needed. With a few hours of downtime ahead of him, Keith went to the kitchen and cut up some fruit to add to his cereal. The way he’d overcome his hunger cravings wasn’t by eating less, but by adding more nutrition to his snacks throughout the day. With more protein and fiber in his diet and less processed foods and sugars, he carvings naturally fell to the point he could gradually lose weight with exercise.
At roughly 225lbs, Keith had reclaimed the body that had once drawn Heidi to him. He was proud of himself, and of just how far he’d come. Pairing up with a personal trainer was an investment that had really paid off. Now that he’d dropped the excess weight, working out no longer felt like a chore, but more like a leisure activity. At home his row machine still lived in the basement, but he’d installed a TV into the wall so he could get a workout in when watching sports after work if it was too late to go to the gym. Heidi had been resistant to him turning what had been storage space for them into a man-cave, but she eventually relented. It wasn’t finished, but he was halfway through installing a bar down there. With some carpeting and a pool table, his man-cave was coming together more and more every month.
With nothing to really do after eating his post-workout snack, Keith ventured downstairs and decided to put in a few hours working on his dream bar. While he worked, Heidi continued to snooze. It was nearly 1:30 in the afternoon by the time she actually woke up and got out of bed. The plan for Christmas Eve was to head over to Keith’s parent’s house around six for dinner. To be honest, Heidi wasn’t looking forward to it.
Lumbering over to her closet, Heidi spent the better part of 10 or 15 minutes searching for something comfortable to wear and ended up settling upon a stretchy pair of high-waisted grey sweatpants that appeared more formfitting and skintight than they were meant to once she put them on and pulled them up over her belly. Her big McDonald’s breakfast was coming back to bite her. She was surprisingly bloated for having just woken up. After wrangling on a sports bra, and then another for more stability for her swollen breasts, Heidi selected an extra extra large light blue t-shirt. It wasn’t pretty, but it was comfortable, concealed the girth of her upper arms, breasts, and bloated belly, although it wasn’t quite long enough to do anything to hide her rounded thighs, enormous rear end, and generously wide and cushy hips.
Letting out a sigh, Heidi grabbed a pink pair of socks that were particularly comfortable and waddled out of the bedroom over to the stairs. A few months ago, thanks to her increased clumsiness, she’d slipped on the steps and landed right on her ass. Thankfully she hadn’t hurt herself at all, but the experience gave her enough of a fright to remember to hold on to the hand rail and walk slowly down the steps, so that’s exactly what Heidi did. With each and every cautious step, the staircase creaked loudly in response. The noise was such that Keith could hear her approaching from the basement. Putting a pause on his work assembling his bar, Keith ventured upstairs to greet his wife.
“Morning babycakes!” Keith chirped, as he rounded the hallway’s corner and arrived just in time to see Heidi finish her decent.
“It’s not morning anymore.” Heidi sighed sounding a little off.
“What’s wrong?” Keith wondered, as Heidi tossed him her comfy pink socks.
“Can you help me get my shoes on?” Heidi whined, as she leaned backward and carefully rested her big backside on the steps. The girth of her body was wide enough to block pretty much the majority of their staircase.
“Sure, where are you going?” Keith nodded, as he bent down on one knee, and lifted up one of his wife’s chubby legs. Looking at her feet, they appeared swollen compared to how they looked when she was a skinny-mini.
“The gym.” Heidi groaned much to Keith’s surprise, while he put on her first sock and then switched to lift up her other leg. Even the weight of one of her legs resting upon him felt like a lot.
“Why the gym? Didn’t you already make the gym three times with week?” Keith wondered, as he put on her last sock, put her foot gently back down, and hurried over to the door to grab a pair of Heidi’s running shoes.
“I just feel pretty blehhh… Seeing your mom makes me anxious ever since that time she…” Heidi began to explain, as Keith cut her off while he knelt back down and put on her first shoe.
“I remember. You have nothing to worry about. I talked to her about that. It’s not going to happen again.” Keith promised, as he put on Heidi’s second shoe and began tying the first.
“Not too tight.” Heidi reminded him, as Keith nodded untying the shoe he was working on and starting over.
“Better?” He wondered, as Heidi nodded.
“Better.” She spoke before adding, “I know you talked to her about it, and I appreciate that. I really do. But when she has a few glasses of wine, I don’t know. It feels like she can’t control herself.”
“I mean, I could ask her not to drink tonight.” Keith proposed trying to make his wife feel better.
“I feel like that would start a whole different fight.” Heidi figured, as Keith finished tying her shoes.
“How’s that feel?” Keith wanted to know, as Heidi held out both her hands for him to grab.
“Help me up.” She politely demanded, as Keith did just that and helped heave his hefty wife to her feet. After taking a few steps and kicking out her feet once or twice, producing a jiggle effect that shook right up her legs to her belly, Heidi added, “Feels perfect. Thanks.”
“Anytime.” Keith smiled, as Heidi pulled at his collar for him to bend toward her so she could give him an appreciative kiss.
“*Mwah!* You, are gonna be such a good dad.” Heidi complemented him. She loved that he wasn’t above helping her out with her socks or shoes. Sure she could still get ready on her own, and did so pretty much every morning she went to work at the hospital, but bending over and heaving herself up and down had just become so exhausting for her that it was nice when Keith did the work for her. It was easy to imagine Keith tying the shoes of their future children before they went to school.
“I hope so.” Keith shrugged, as Heidi leaned into him for a hug. He felt so solid and strong. It didn’t take long being this close to him for her heartrate to start to beat a little faster.
“I know so.” Heidi assured him, as husband and wife slowly parted and Heidi began looking for her jacket on the coat rack. Except it wasn’t there. Remembering that she tossed it in her closet, Heidi burst, “Crap.”
“What?” Keith wondered, as Heidi pursed her lips looking a little conflicted.
On the one hand, she knew Keith loved taking care of her, but on the other, she felt a little guilty asking so much of him. Deciding to bite the bullet, Heidi just asked, “Could you grab my jacket, I left it in my closet in the bedroom.”
“Which one?” Keith asked, as he started hurrying up the stairs. He moved so quickly now, Heidi couldn’t help finding his increased physicality both impressive and attractive.
“It’s the one on the floor! Thanks!” Heidi called back, while Keith hurried out of sight and into the bedroom before reemerging a few moments later with her jacket.
Zipping back down the steps, Heidi held out her arms, and Keith effortlessly helped her into her jacket, even zipping it up for her.
“Good luck at the gym. Work off that anxiety.” Keith cheered, as Heidi smirked.
“Haha, I’ll try.” Heidi muttered before giving Keith another kiss. This time she slipped her husband a little tongue while her hand snuck a loving rub of Keith’s crotch before stepping backward, giving her husband a flirtatious wink, and heading out to her car.
“What was that for?” Keith questioned enjoying Heidi’s friskiness.
“Just giving you something to think about while I’m gone.” Heidi replied in a flirting tone with a wave.
Keith lingered and watched at the door, as Heidi slowly waddled away, her big curvy butt slinking from side to side with every step, showing off. She’d grown to be quite different from the fit firecracker of a women he’d initially fell in love with, but he didn’t see this blubbery and more submissive version of Heidi as a downgrade, not anymore. While he probably wouldn’t have gone for Heidi back in college if she’d been at her current enlarged size, if he could go back in time knowing what he knew now, he’d do it all over again with Heidi.
Rushing toward her, he gave his wife’s thick tushy a firm and frisky slap, causing Heidi to turn around and squeak in surprise, “Oof! Keith!”
Before she could say another word, he pinned her against the car and gave her a kiss equivalent to the one she’d just given him, he even ran his hand below her fatty upper pubic area and rubbed her just like he knew she enjoyed.
“Mhh!” Heidi hummed before gasping with excitement, “Do you want me to forget about the gym today??”
“No, you should go. Work off your anxiety.” Keith replied only inches away from her eagerly awaiting lips.
“You’re sending me mixed messages honey.” Heidi smiled, while she put her hand on Keith’s and slowed his touching of her just a little bit to the tempo she wanted, “You’re turning me on.”
“Good, now you’ll have something to think about while you’re gone.” Keith teased in the same flirting tone Heidi had just taken with him.
“You’re gonna get it later.” Heidi smiled ultimately enjoying her husband’s playfulness today. After another impassioned kiss, this time Keith let her get into her car. As Heidi went through her normal process of squeezing into her seat and closing the door, Keith hoped his mother kept her opinions to herself tonight, the last thing he wanted was another, incident…
…
Hungry and horny, Heidi was a mess driving over to the gym. She didn’t want to stop for fast food again, but she was certainly tempted. It took every ounce of self-control not to pull into a burger king for a nice fat and juicy burger to sink her teeth into. It also took a promise to herself, that she’d treat herself to one of her gym’s tasty smoothies, protein shakes, or milk shakes that they offered in the ‘fuel your body’ area once she arrived.
A few minutes later, to Heidi’s delight, the gym wasn’t very crowded. There wasn’t even a line in the ‘fuel your body’ area so she was quick to order herself a Oreo-cookie milkshake to ease her hunger. She waited in the food court area while she ravenously gulped down her drink before wandering over to the actual gym portion of the place. The gym she paid to attend had three floors, a basement floor with squat racks and free weights, a ground floor with most of the typical weightlifting machines, a sauna, and a closed off yoga studio room, and finally a loft floor with most of the cardio machines.
Heidi had one cardio machine in particular she liked to use. It was a stationary bike tucked into the corner upstairs with a TV mounted on the wall in front of it overlooking the steps. It was remote, it had a wide seat for a large bottom lady such as herself, and unlike the treadmills, it never caused her feet to feel sore.
After tossing her empty milkshake into the trash, the hike up the steps felt like a warmup. Slightly winded and perspiring slightly from the exertion, as she caught her breath Heidi did a quick scan of the floor to see if any men were up here. To her relief, none were. Since she only saw women, Heidi decided to take off her shirt so she wouldn’t drench it when she started peddling. Tucked away in her own little corner, she knew none of the women up here would give two sh*ts about the hippo getting her work out on.
So, Heidi waddled over to her section of the floor, and took off her shirt. For once she felt like she had a lot of energy flowing around inside her today. Keith had gotten her all hot and bothered before she left, but she was also deeply anxious about dealing with his blunt mother tonight. Furthermore, Sophie’s news about her pregnancy had Heidi flustered too. She’d impulsivity thrown the idea of having kids at Keith and he’d responded like a champ, but deep down, Heidi had no idea if she was ready for kids right now. She always thought she would know when she was ready, but even now she wasn’t completely sure. She wanted Sophie’s kid to have a cousin near the same age, and Keeley certainly wasn’t going to have kids anytime soon.
“Ugh…” Heidi sighed, trying to calm her racing mind. There was too much she had to think about right now. Exercise would help calm her down. Then she waddled around the corner and stopped dead in her tracks.
Someone was on her machine. Another feminine fatty, similar in size to herself, but taller with dark hair, and more of an hourglass. Unlike Heidi, who’s sports bra and high waisted grey jogger combo looked tight enough to burst off her, this young woman’s workout attire was a beautiful matching pink sweatsuit, figure hugging, but much more properly fitted. Even though they were both fatties, Heidi couldn’t help feeling a little grubby in comparison.
Not letting this little setback get to her, Heidi calmly approached the expansively large young woman and asked, “Umm, excuse me. No rush, but how much longer do you think you’ll be on this stationary bike? It’s kinda my favorite. It’s off on it’s own and…”
“And away from everybody else?” The familiar sounding woman hummed, as she quit peddling and looked directly at Heidi.
“Yeahhh, makes me feel less self-conscious about working out, haha…” Heidi laughed uncomfortably, as this girl gave her a strange feeling. She even looked kinda familiar.
Getting off the bike and standing upright, this Amazonian curvaceous blob of a woman towered over Heidi by nearly a foot it seemed, “It’s all yours. Just let me wipe it down, I’ve been sweating like a pack mull over here… H-Heidi??”
“That’s me…” Heidi muttered, as her brain suddenly solved the mystery of who this massive fatty was standing in front of her, “G-Gretchen???”
“Heidi!” The blobby hourglass gushed, as her hand rushed to cover her mouth, “It’s been too long!”
“Yeah, I haven’t seen you since you… Quit right?” Heidi struggled to remember. She’d actually celebrated Gretchen leaving by going to her mother’s bakery and binge eating practically a whole cake. But the woman standing in front of her hardly looked like the annoying perfectionist Heidi remembered, Gretchen was at least two or three times the size she used to be!
“That’s right. Almost two years ago now.” Gretchen explained, while Heidi racked her brain trying to figure out how it was possible for someone as addicted to CrossFit as Gretchen used to be to be so large now?
“Which hospital are you working at now?” Heidi blurted just trying to avoid an awkward silence.
“I’m not really working at the moment. My husband makes enough that I don’t really need to work at all anymore if I want.” Gretchen gushed, as she held out her plump hand and showed Heidi her big engagement ring.
“Beautiful. I’m kinda in the same boat with my husband, but I think I’d go stir crazy if I didn’t have my job. Kinda gives me purpose you know?” Heidi replied, as she continued eying Gretchen’s ring. Whoever bought it must have been loaded, it was even larger than the one Keith had bought for her.
“I hear that. Boredom’s done a number on me. As you can see. Ha…” Gretchen laughed, as she slapped her belly and watched it jiggle.
“Yeah, umm… What happened to you? You’re almost as fat as I am, and I haven’t really stopped putting on weight for three years…” Heidi asked too curious to resist.
Gretchen was four years younger than her and was formerly a flawless physical specimen with an overinflated opinion of herself. Now the only thing that seemed overinflated about her, was well… her whole hourglass frame. It was like someone had stuck a hose down her throat in one of those old cartoons and just left the water running on max. It was crazy to see someone who used to harass her about her weight grow to be as fat as she was.
“It’s a long story, wanna grab a smoothie and catch up.” Gretchen smiled calmly.
“Umm… *burp!* excuse me… Sure.” Heidi blushed, while her stomach gurgled from the milkshake she’d just gulped down.
As the fattened duo slowly waddled their way downstairs, idly sharing some more conversation back and forth, Heidi learned that Gretchen had met her husband online and had packed on the pounds once they started dating. She gave up CrossFit, quit her job, and started packing on the pounds like a turkey fattening up for thanksgiving.
When they approached the ‘fuel’ area, Heidi didn’t want the employee working to recognize her as the fatty who’d just ordered an Oreo milkshake, so she asked Gretchen to order her a smoothie while she secured a table for them. By the time Gretchen arrived at the table with two smoothies in hand, both extremely overweight women got to gabbing. The conversation quickly turned to the topic of the changes they’d both experienced, gaining so much weight over such a short timeframe.
“I get a lot more compliments on my face, hair, and style than I did before.” Gretchen shared, as Heidi’s eyes widened at that one.
“Me too! It’s like because my body is less conventionally “appealing” but my personality is still fun and bright, people still find things to say they like about my physical appearance.” Heidi expressed, adding, “Although, if I think too hard about it, it’s kind of demoralizing. Like, what’s wrong with having a belly? My husband thinks my belly is cute, so why can’t normal people think that?”
“I don’t know. Social norms I guess… But my husband LOVES my belly. He’s obsessed with it really.” Gretchen smiled, “He’s so strange, but I love it.”
“How do you mean?” Heidi questioned trying to understand.
“You know how some guys have a foot fetish?” Gretchen replied trying to explain.
“Yeah.” Heidi hummed, sipping down another gulp of her smoothie.
“He’s got like, a big belly fetish. He loves it when I stuff myself silly. I kinda love it too. I always loved food, but I was so scared of indulging. Now I can eat whatever I want when we’re out, and if I eat too much, it just turns him on like crazy. Talk about a win-win.” Gretchen laughed, as she gulped down some more of her smoothie, and reached over and jiggled Heidi’s belly while adding, “He’d probably find your belly irresistible.”
“Good to know.” Heidi awkwardly laughed trying to stop Gretchen from jiggling her fat.
“Mhh, another thing I’ve noticed since I got fat. Dudes don’t harass me anymore. They used to bother me so much in the gym, or at bars, all the time. And now, it’s peaceful, it’s like I’m invisible. It’s great.” Gretchen prattled taking another sip of her smoothie.
“I don’t know about that. I kinda miss having guys buy me drinks or hold the door for me. Feels weird not getting that kind of attention.” Heidi countered thinking back fondly to how the opposite gender used to obsess over her. Trying to get Gretchen to see things her way, she posed a question, “Don’t you miss being, like fit?”
“I actually like being bigger.” Gretchen shrugged much to Heidi’s disbelief.
“What?? You can’t be serious?” She barked with surprise.
“While I definitely want to lose some of this weight I’ve gained, I certainly don’t want to lose all of it. I think my new belly and back rolls are super cute, not to mention that my curves are much more pronounced than they used to be. Being overweight has some downsides, but I’m liking the positives.” Gretchen explained honestly, dropping Heidi’s jaw.
“I can’t believe I’m hearing this from you of all people. I can’t believe we’re even having this conversation like we’re friends or something. I used to hate you. You know that, right? You were such an uptight jerk all the time. You made me feel so self-conscious about myself even before I started putting on weight!” Heidi vented, as Gretchen looked guilty.
“I know saying I’m sorry doesn’t quite cut it, but I am sorry for the way I used to treat you. And a lot of people in my life. It’s weird, everything changed when I got fat. People started to treat me differently, and I started to act different. I guess gaining the weight has given me some perspective. Or, I guess empathy? I used to be pretty stuck up, but that’s not me anymore. To be honest, I really am happy to see you. Sorry if I upset you.” Gretchen sincerely responded, pushing her chair away from the table and standing up.
“Gretchen wait. I can tell you’ve changed.” Heidi began to say as her eyes were drawn to Gretchen’s girthy belly for a moment before wandering back up to her fuller face, “In more ways than one. It’s been nice catching up. We should… do it again sometime.”
“Really? I’d love that.” Gretchen smiled, while Heidi pushed away from the table and stood up herself.
“Good. Just don’t make me regret it.” Heidi growled, as Gretchen bent over and gave her a hug. She squeezed much tighter than Keith ever did. For a moment Heidi felt like she couldn’t even breathe. It was clear that under all that fat, Gretchen still had some of her old strength…
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