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Thanksgiving is one of my favorite times of year. Well, scratch that. Everything from Halloween to New Years is my favorite because A. It starts getting a bit cold out and B. My already fat boyfriend really starts gaining. At least there will be leftovers. I stayed over at his apartment last night and I woke up early to make him a fattening breakfast of biscuits and gravy with hash browns, bacon, sausage, and pancakes. He takes a plate of food and heaps on at least 2 servings. For me? Of course. He already feels fatter since we started dating just a few months ago.
He nods reluctantly but complies. I want you to make me fatter. Thanks to my skinny girlfriend. One of the sexiest feelings EVER. Unfortunately I have to leave and when I get home I talk to my mom about him tagging along for thanksgiving. Finally I Bhm ffa stories her to squeeze in some room for David and I let him know.
Please break it. I showed him my stash of junk food I got for the trip and his eyes lit up. I had an entire bag packed of unhealthy snack foods like little Debbie cakes, mini donuts, Oreos, cinnamon buns, candy bars, Pringles, potato chips, everything.
My boy has the biggest sweet tooth. I pull up the blanket over his belly so I can squeeze it without anyone noticing. I thought that was a snack. He eats the entire pizza himself with a little help from my encouragement and falls asleep. Next morning we load up the car and I sneak out to Dunkin Donuts to grab some donuts and a breakfast sandwich for him. He follows me to my room and I push him onto the bed and his fat jiggles for a second.
He opens willingly and takes a huge bite. He starts jiggling and squeezing it, teasing me. He knows just how to turn me on. My tongue glides down to where his collarbone must be buried in fat and back up to his double chin. I move down and start kissing his massive belly as he continues eating and I leave a Bhm ffa stories hickeys.
With even more fat than you already Bhm ffa stories. He eats faster and jiggles his belly some more. He finishes and I give him a glass of milk mixed with cream and he finishes the whole thing. I just want your family to like me. How could they not? We followed my mom into the house and were greeted with hugs and introductions. He stood up from the couch to shake her hand and she was standoffish but smiled weakly. David sat back down and brushed it off. They like you though, they do. I traced my fingers along his back and promised he had nothing to worry about.
I got up to get some water and I overheard my uncle talking to my mom in the kitchen. I slipped my hand in his and admired his handsome face, double chin, and massive body. He kissed the top of my head and looked a bit more eased. Before dinner a few more family members congregated in the living room with us and tried to keep from staring.
I wish I could do something. He wrapped his arms around me and held me. The tension eased a bit and he started talking to my aunt and cousins about his premed studies and everyone was quite impressed. We all talked a bit more before dinner and David seemed much more relaxed.
When he came back from the bathroom he looked pale and upset. Is everything okay? Words could not describe how angry I was at my family.
I want to scream at them but that would make for an awkward dinner, to say the least. David stood up and went to the kitchen and offered to help set the table.
He set the table and smiled weakly at me. Everyone started playing up their food and David sheepishly took a small serving. My family was dispersed through the house now and a few were already sitting. David and I brought our plates and sat down. One of my aunts muttered something under her breath so I called her out. Your friend can take more food if he wants. We awkwardly went back in the house and David was flooded with apologies.
It was still awkward but we were all eating and talking and David kept flashing little smiles my way.
After dinner, David and I had to pick up pumpkin pie since someone forgot it. He better not try turning me on right now. Once were at the car he abruptly pushes me against it and squishes his belly into me. Please…please I need food. My hand was firmly planted on his jiggly thigh when I noticed him unbuttoning his shirt. His fat spilled out more and more Bhm ffa stories each button he undid. My hand crept higher up his thigh and we made it to the grocery store.
I lean over and he pulls away, teasing me. Food first. We quickly browse the store and buy 2 pies, a pre-cooked dinner for 2, and fries and onion rings from the deli. His appetite is insatiable. I take my time sinking my hands into his fat and watching him melt as I jiggle and rub it. My hands grab and squish his love handles covered in stretch marks and I climb on top and start grinding my hips into his giant body.
I sit up a little so I can see his fat belly jiggling, bouncing, and swaying each time I grind into him. God, just look at you. You can hardly fit in this seat. Look at me.
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