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ALEX thought John was perfect — until she realised he wanted her to change her body. Over a period of six weeks, I had a frequent customer: a tall lanky guy, with a thick crop of dark hair and the most startling bright blue eyes. I readily agreed. We went for a coffee, and the conversation flowed.

John was 25 and studying for a degree in science at university. He was an outdoors type that loved exercising. Despite the seven-year age gap, we became instantaneously inseparable and fell in love. A couple of months later, John started a conversation about what we were both attracted to physically. At the time, I was 65 kilos and cm tall. I had always had a rounded bottom and decent sized C cup breasts. Then he explained that not only did he like curvy women, but he also loved the act of making them curvier.

I never had any body issues, although like most teenage girls I had wanted to be skinnier. I used to do a lot of sit-ups in pursuit of a flat tummy. In some ways, it felt liberating to be with a guy that liked his women a little curvier. At first, he made little changes. Then he told me that he would find it very sexy for us to grow my belly. He seemed so excited by the prospect that I went along with it. I reasoned it would be easy to lose the weight, and most importantly, it would make him happy.

So I agreed. John did all the cooking. We ate pretty healthily, lots of veggies, meat and not many carbs. However, the big thing was portion size and dessert. It was hard at the beginning, but then eating a lot became a habit. John kept photos of the growth of my stomach. Every shot was captioned with my increasing weight. He praised me for each kilo gained. The bigger my stomach got, the more turned on he was. John loved me to wear super tight clothes.

I had a red and white shirt I wore when I was sixteen. It was so tight my boobs bulged over the top. I started to enjoy the pressure of the tight clothes, and became turned on by it too. After a year, we moved in together. As university became more stressful, I started comfort eating. Despite the fact I was replacing my clothes with bigger sizes, I never realised that I was technically overweight. Then the depression started. John started to feel guilty and encouraged me to exercise.

Then we went to visit his family in northern New South Wales. The family decided to climb a mountain together. However, I had to stop every few steps, as I was so overweight and unfit. I felt embarrassed. Everyone was overtaking me, including his sixty-year-mother. In hindsight, John was controlling in other ways, I had to do the dishes in a certain way, or he instructed me how he liked me to shower. It further impacted my mental health.

Then I was sent on a uni placement in a small country town. I realised I needed to change. Before a visit home, I told him that I needed to make some changes; I was going to lose some weight and start a proper exercise regimen. Then I opened the fridge, and there were two full-size cheesecakes, an apple pie and three boxes of chocolates. Maybe it was a but we mutually agreed upon an open relationship. Living in a small town, I had a lot of matches on Tinder, despite being 85 kilos.

The conversations were flirty and I got compliments about my sense of humour and about my body. During our dates, not once did anyone jiggle my thighs or rub my stomach. They wanted to have sex with my body as it was at that moment. Despite being 10 kilos heavier than I desired to be, I was still as sexy as hell. In September , despite loving John, it was our difference in personality and what we perceived as beautiful that caused our breakup.

I do not regret the relationship though. It helped me realise that it is my body and I will do with it as I wish. But more importantly, society is superficial. Desire changes and naturally, so does your weight. Personalise your weather. Sorry we couldn't find a match for that, please try again.

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