I'm starting my gym personal trainer sessions today, it's
the new gym that opened about six months back and is on the way to the train
station. I'd occasionally look in through the window, at the people pounding
away on the treadmills, trying to stay in shape. Normally I'd just carry on
down to the bakery but the girl I used to talk to there has left so I thought
why not give it a try? They were always offering those free pass things so I
thought it'd be nice to talk to someone new.
I met my personal trainer, her name is Tanya. She's
beautiful, the most beautiful girl I've ever seen up close. I don't think she
likes me if I'm honest. I guess we come from two different worlds though, how
many 475lbs guys does she come into contact with anyway?
She certainly put me through my paces, I don't think I've
ever sweat that much, puffing and panting through so much cardio while she
stood there instructing me. I hope she paid attention.
I'd best make myself look halfway presentable if I'm going
to try this. It won't work if I'm a sweaty mess.
After my shower Tanya went over some exercises I could do at
home and some meal choices to help me lose weight, pretty tedious but I have to
be nice if I want this to work.
When she finally finished talking I saw my opportunity, I
asked her out for dinner. I saw the cogs whirring behind her eyes as if she
were mulling it over and then, success! She accepted!
Suggestible. I like that.
Friday night rolled around and I made my way to the
restaurant I'd told her to meet me at, The Golden Harp was one of my favourite
places to eat and they knew me well there.
Tanya arrived at 7 on the dot, just as we had agreed. I
stood and welcomed her to my table like a true gentleman and we made small talk
over a couple of drinks. I returned from the rest room with a couple of plates
from the buffet and dug in. I hoped she didn't think that any of this was for
her as she just sat and stared at me as I ate, listened to my moans of
enjoyment. I hope she was paying attention. I suggested that she should go and
fix herself something to eat, I wasn't disappointed with what she bought back.
It was only one plate but it appeared to be loaded pretty
much identically to my own. It was piled high and I doubt she could eat that
much but it would be fun watching her try. After her first bite she ate like a
woman possessed! She just kept going like a machine; she barely even noticed
when I plopped additional plates down in front of her.
When she was finally done gorging herself her cheeks were
flushed, I knew that look on her face, it was one that I'd had many times
before. She must have been disgusted by herself on some level but thoroughly
excited on another.
I walked her home like a true gent would, she was a little
unsteady due to the adorable little food baby she was now sporting. I wonder if
she'd ever let go like that before?
I thanked her for a wonderful evening and thought I'd try my
luck, try and snag a kiss. She kissed me so very passionately that I grabbed
her and held her close.
This must be working better than I expected.
I wondered if she'd dream of me tonight. She'd definitely be
in my dreams; I hadn't wanted a girl like her so much since Kylie. Ah Kylie,
she was another that I had to awaken to the pleasures of a large man with a
large appetite. I knew from the first moment I saw her working in the local
bank that I had to have her.
I wasn't put off by the hint of disdain in her voice the first
time she served me, I knew with repeated contact and my subliminal techniques,
eventually she'd come around.
We had a great deal of fun watching her increase through the
sizes of her work uniform and she had come to love being hand fed by me. Then
her stupid mother had to ruin everything by whisking her away and out of my
life.
Mind you, it had seemed a lot harder to bend Kylie to my
will than it appeared to be with Tanya. Maybe I was getting better at this? Or
maybe Tanya was a weak mind just waiting to be moulded. Only time would tell I
guess.
I woke up with a renewed sense of vigour, today was going to
be a great day. I had another session with Tanya and I couldn't wait to see
her. As I walked through the front door I saw her immediately, she was checking
me out! Yes!
I looked at her appraisingly, she didn't look as pristine
and perfect as the night before, as if she'd had a rough night's sleep. She had
that same flushed look from the buffet though and her workout gear looked a
little snug. I decided to go for broke.
I walked up to Tanya and informed her that today's session
would take place outside the confines of the gym. I offered her my hand and it
was as if I could feel her melt as she grasped it.
I could feel her eyes on me the entire walk, watching my
motion as if she were studying her prey, oh if she only knew. When we arrived
at Ned's Grill House she started to object at first, saying how this wasn't
good for my exercise regime. I laughed her off and after some carefully chosen
words it appeared as if I had awoken her appetite, something confirmed from the
audible growl of her stomach.
When we were seated she surprised even me, ordering three
mains! I was glad to pay for it though and intoxicated by her unbridled
gluttony I ordered the same for myself. When the food arrived, she ate like a
woman possessed, tearing into her steak with reckless abandon, not seeming to
care where the contents of her burger landed and covering her hands and face
with sweet BBQ sauce.
When she finally finished gorging herself on what was most
likely the most decadent lunch she had ever eaten, she excused herself and went
to the restroom to "freshen up".
I knew what she was doing, that same flushed look hadn't
left her face the entire time she had been eating. She was utterly aroused at
the situation she found herself in and she had me to thank for it.
I took the time she was "relieving" herself to
order us an extra-large chocolate sundae to share for dessert. I say share but
I pushed way more than half on her. She didn't mind, she just kept on looking
at me adoringly.
By the time I helped her waddle back to the gym our session
had over-run by several hours. I hope she doesn't get in trouble; it'd be a
shame if she lost her job.
It’s been a month since I liberated Tanya from work and took
her on a gluttonous getaway; I’ve been seeing her almost every day, a large
lunch here, a feast for dinner there. One morning we even met for breakfast,
she got sent home from work that day for being unable to perform her duties. I
stuffed her again for dinner.
The effects of our gormandizing have been made readily
apparent on her physique too. Where once there had been well defined abdominals
now resides a plump pot that peeks out from under her shirts.
She out grew her underwear so I took her shopping for new
ones, she didn’t seem to mind when I suggested that she may want to get some a
couple of sizes larger, just in case.
She seems to be in an almost constant state of arousal now,
if often catch her mindlessly grabbing at her softened parts with an inane grin
on her face. My little plan is coming together nicely.
I have another date with Tanya tonight, a lovely steak house
that we’ve frequented a couple of times now. The food here is exquisite and I
plan on letting her order for the both of us, I’m sure I won’t be disappointed.
She looks simply ravishing, lord knows how she managed to
pour herself into that dress but it looks like any sudden movement and she won’t
be in it much longer. I hope it’s stretchy, she ordered two 30oz steaks for
each of us. I’m impressed by her appetite.
She’s 200lbs now she excitedly tells me over our starters,
you can tell, from her chubby cheeks to her heaving chest, you’d have a hard
time thinking this gluttonous girl was a personal trainer.
After devouring our meals I escort the good lady home, that
waddle is becoming a permanent feature for her. There’s a fire in her eyes after
we kiss on her doorstep and she invites me in for a nightcap.
She seats me at the kitchen counter while she goes to grab
some wine glasses from a low drawer, my eyes are planted firmly on her enlarged
rear when she bends down and an almighty tear forms right down the back of her
dress, from hem to shoulder the thing leaves her dress in ruins and it’s no
surprise to me to hear the erotic moan that escapes her lips.
As she stands there’s not an ounce of embarrassment on her
face, just an animalistic lust in her eyes. She rushes me, embracing me with a
furious passion, eagerly kissing at my mouth and chins. She grabs my hands and
places them on her magnificent ass as she attacks my belt and trousers.
We stumble towards her bedroom removing the last few scraps
of our clothing as we go. Once inside she pushes me backwards onto her king
size bed, a good choice, she’ll be filling a lot more of it in the future. As
she straddles me I notice her reflection in her mirror, she’s come a long way
in a short amount of time but she has plenty left to go on her journey.
As she slides onto my fully erect cock I could swear she
came right there, as she began to slide up and down rhythmically she panted in
my ear “look how big you’ve made me” how could I not? My hands roamed over her
cushioned thighs and I pinched at her sizeable love handles. “I want you to
make me huge” she said with a look of pure ecstasy on her face.
I spent the rest of the night letting her know what a pig
she’s been and how she always wanted this, I was just the one that allowed her
to see that. She came hard and I matched her climax. I had her.
I come home from work and there she is, my big fat
girlfriend. My plan worked without a single hitch. She’s just sat on the couch
stuffing her face with pastries from her new job. She had to move in with me
when she got fired from the gym, apparently she no longer represented the core
values of the business. You can’t blame them; you don’t see many personal
trainers that are 250lbs. And she’s only gotten fatter since I put in a good
word for her at the bakery, easily put on another 50lbs. pretty sure she’ll be
too big for Kylie’s old uniform soon and that thought excites me no end. No
stupid mother to ruin this plan.
I tell her to waddle her arse into the bedroom and take that
bag of pastries with her; she’s so obedient and does it without a second
thought. I take great pleasure in letting her know exactly how fat she’s going
to get, it’s a pleasure she shares quite obviously. I’ve never known a woman be
so horny. She lies back on that big bed that’s now mine, and lifts her enormous
stomach with both hands, her mouth full of pain au chocolat and a massive grin
on her face. I know what she wants a give it to her gladly. It wasn’t so long
ago I was depriving her of what she craved so dearly, she had to know that I
expect her to be gaining at a rate in line with my desires. She’s a good girl.
To think I’ve more than doubled this woman’s weight in the
time I’ve known her and all it took was a little suggestion. Here’s to the next
180lbs.
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