Girls talking about their weight v2

[Bellyfan2017]

I got a brief and I mean BRIEF story from yesterday while I was at work. I was just working doing my own business walked around the corner in the kitchen, and a bunch of the female workers where asking if one was wearing a girdle or if they had one? I'm not quite sure how it started but one of my managers has a nice gut on her and it sticks out pretty well. And just as I was walking by she slapped it and was like "i'm clearly not wearing one" Almost all the time I hear them talking about there weight it's insane.

Another time I just got at work and one of our Front of house staff. FOH was getting her uniform on. fyi all our cookware and waitress/waiter  wear is all together. ANYWAY

Shes a short asian girl. and she was putting on a small shirt and was like "omg I can't fit into a small i must be getting fatter" small stories but hey it's something

[BilledMeUp]

This is an amazing thread. Thanks to those who started it, resurrected it, and continue to contribute amazing stories. I was reading this today on a long plane ride. It was great because without any pictures of naked chubby girls I could get away with it without anyone suspecting what I was into.

I thought I would reproduce an old account that I posted on Dimensions in the old true stories section. Sorry, it is quite long, but hope you enjoy. The following is a true-life account of a weekend in Las Vegas, Nevada, where my wife and I went to celebrate my birthday.

Some readers outside the United States may not be aware of Las Vegas, Nevada or what goes on there. Americans know. Many Americans affectionately refer to Las Vegas as Sin City. People go to Las Vegas to gamble too much, drink too much, and eat way too much. All forms of gambling are legal in Las Vegas. In addition, outside of Las Vegas lies the only county in America where brothels and prostitution are legal.

There are dozens of large hotels with huge sprawling casinos. Each hotel has its own theme, and each tries to out-do the others to compete for business, Paris, Las Vegas; the Venetian; Monte Carlo; New York, New York, etc. We stayed at the Monte Carlo. In addition to offering gambling, every casino has a low-cost buffet restaurant where patrons can stuff themselves silly. Breakfast, lunch or dinner, it's all you can eat, anything you want to eat, and as much as you want for one low price. Some people pile their plates with massive amounts of food and then return for seconds, thirds, maybe even fourths, each time with overflowing plates. 

Finally, there is dessert. Why just have one, when you can have two, three or four. How about a large bowl of ice cream? Is that enough? Better take some more. Now it needs some hot fudge, maybe some strawberry topping, whipped cream, some nuts and a few cherries. That's kind of a lot, but that pie looks good, better take a piece. Maybe, just a little piece of cake, hm, there's three kinds of pudding, I'll just try one.

People walk out of the buffets at lunchtime, holding their stuffed tummies, and thinking, I'll never eat again. Then, comes dinner, and they are on line again. They figure...Who knows when I'll be back? I might as well enjoy myself while I'm here. I'll be back to normal on Monday.

Aside from the buffets there are food courts, snack bars, fancy restaurants, bars, and cocktail lounges, all offering multiple opportunities for overindulgence. People eat continuously around the clock and when not eating they are usually drinking beer or some sweet high-calorie tropical drinks. Fun seekers who come for a week can easily gain ten pounds or more. Five pounds in a weekend would not be extreme.

On top of everything else, Las Vegas is located in the desert where it is usually hot, very hot. On the recent weekend in question, it was over 100o F every day. When not gambling, patrons spend lazy afternoons lying around the sprawling gardens and swimming pools sunning their bloated bellies and occasionally dunking in the water to keep cool. Pool-side bars and snack bars offer plenty of opportunities for lazy snacking and libations.

Among the many rounded bodies around the pool on a hot Saturday afternoon I spotted two thirtyish ladies in very skimpy bikinis sitting at the edge of one of the pools. They were dunking their feet into the pool to keep cool and drinking one beer after another from bottles. They were both fairly thin, but their soft round beer bellies bulged out over their bikini bottoms.

One's belly was beginning to form two lobes, with separate bulges on either side of her belly button. Not huge, maybe and extra 15 or 20 pounds had crept around her middle. The interesting thing about this lady was her apparent fondness for her own soft tummy. With the beer bottle in one hand, the other hand repeatedly touched, stoked and caressed her mid-section. She would feel underneath to judge how far it was sticking out, then gently rub it in a manner I found very erotic. Occasionally she would slip her fingers under the elastic of her bikini bottom, run them around the underside of her gut, and then tug at or adjust her bikini bottom. No matter how many adjustments she made, there was no way that skimpy bikini was going to cover or even help contain her sexy beer belly.

Saturday evening after dinner we strolled through an indoor shopping mall that is part of one of the large hotels. It seemed that every young lady we passed appeared to be fresh from the latest stuffing. Everywhere I looked soft bellies bulged over the tops of tight, very low-cut jeans or skimpy miniskirts, evidence of a big Saturday night dinner. Tight fitting tops rode up exposing a delightful expanse of new chubbiness.

We passed one young couple standing on line to buy some ice cream. The girl was thin, but a slight roll protruded over the top of her tight jeans, the results of some recent over-indulgences. I heard her asking her boyfriend if she had gotten too fat to eat ice cream. She showed him the front of her tummy and then stood sideways so he could get a look at her profile. He was saying something like, No, honey, you look fine. They both walked away licking double-scoop ice-cream cones.

Late mornings on Sundays are particularly entertaining times in Las Vegas. People are checking out of the hotels after a weekend, or maybe a week, or maybe two weeks of partying. Out in front of the hotels, people stand on the sidewalks waiting for shuttle buses to take them to the airport. It's time to go back to the real world, maybe sporting an extra ten pounds that they picked up when they weren't losing all their money at the gaming tables.

Some girls are going home after their honeymoon in Vegas having really let themselves go after weeks of starving to fit into their wedding dresses. They feel quite liberated with a ring on their finger and an imaginary ring through the new husband's nose. With that feeling of freedom, they can really dig into the buffets with abandon. Not only do they not have to worry about squeezing into the damn wedding dress, but they don't have to worry about trapping their man anymore. He has signed up and is under contract for the long haul. So what if they put on a few pounds, they've got their man.

Velour or stretchy terry-cloth short sets or light-weight jogging suits purchased mid-way through the vacation are comfortable and cool and allow for some growth without being too constraining. Often they have Viva Las Vegas or some other similar sentiment stitched across the seat. On Sunday mornings, the pretty young-ladies stand in front of the hotels, partied-out, maybe slightly hung over, with little concern about holding in their rounded tummies. Tight panty-lines and bared mid rifts exposing tattoos on the bellies or lower back only enhance the total look and the appeal to the eager and enthused tummy-fetishist.

After checking out of our hotel on Sunday, we ventured to nearby Mount Charleston for a late lunch. Mount Charleston is home to a German-themed mountain lodge where we had our meal. Located high on the mountain, the lodge is thousands of feet in elevation above the desert floor. The Mount Charleston Lodge offers another opportunity for chowing down waist expanding treats such as the one pound Paul Bunyan Cheeseburger which comes with a mountain of fried potatoes and German beer.

There, we observed a group of about ten individuals that appeared to be an extended family. The group included three very attractive, slightly chubby young ladies, probably in their early twenties. The tightness of their clothes suggested to me that they were just wrapping-up a stay in Sin City, and like us were stretching their vacation with a last outing to this mountain retreat.

As we were finishing our lunch, the group was seated at a nearby long table, with the three young ladies seated in a row along one side of the table. The chubbiest of the three ladies was wearing very tight shorts with the top button undone to allow her to breathe. Her tight little t-shirt barely reached the top of the shorts, and tended to ride up exposing a soft bulge of flesh on her mid-section, forcing her to tug it down to keep the bulge covered. When she sat, a sizable roll of blubber pushed out over those delightfully tight shorts.

They ordered their food as we were finishing our lunch. I proceeded to the cashier to pay the check. Standing by the cash register, waiting to pay, I happened to be standing very near and at the head of the table with the three girls. The girl with the ultra-tight shorts was sitting closest to where I was standing and I had a good profile view of her as se sat waiting for her food to arrive. I was attempting to discretely admire her tummy as she chatted with her girl friends. Only about two paces away, I could clearly hear what she was saying.

I was dumbfounded by what happened next. It was like sweet nirvana for a man with a belly fetish. I don't think I have ever seen such a display in public before. My eyes must have bulged out an inch and my jaw nearly hit the floor. I wanted to stare in disbelief, but had to be as discrete as possible for fear that she would see me looking and stop what she was doing.

There was a lull in the conversation between the three young ladies, when the one closest to me with the delightfully tight shorts, looked down at the bulge spilling over the top of those shorts with the button open. Then, she pinched her belly roll with both hands. Look at this! she announced, I've gotten fatter.

The other two young ladies looked over to see what the fuss was about and chuckled. Then, they looked down at their own rolls, and each mumbled something to the effect of, Yeh, me too, or maybe, Yeh, we've all gained a bit. They each seemed uninterested in the topic and went on about the business of waiting for their lunch.

That alone would have been entertaining enough for me, but it didn't stop there. The first girl proceeded to squeeze her roll and bounce it up and down. She poked it and prodded it and slapped it to watch little waves form. Her two friends watched with mild interest and the rest of the group seemed to ignore her. I wondered if this might be a frequent occurrence. I fantasized that playing with her belly was something she enjoyed doing

After she finished poking and prodding her tummy, she slumped down in her chair and puffed out her belly. It was like she was inflating a beach ball as it bulged out round and full over the top of those now way-too-tight shorts. She placed one hand on either side of her inflated tummy and patted and shook it and bounced it up and down. Then, she sucked it back in and sat up very straight in her chair, and repeated the previous exercise in this new position, bulging out her tummy and playing with it in a similar manner. Next, while still sitting very straight in her chair, she relaxed her tummy and continued poking it to see how chubby it was normally. Finally, having finished playing with her tummy, she pulled down her t-shirt as far as she could in an apparent attempt to cover it and forget about it so she could fully enjoy her lunch.

With the entertainment over, I finished paying for lunch and left the restaurant. I spent the rest of the afternoon reliving the experience and wondering what that magnificent tummy would have looked like filled with a massive Paul Bunyan Cheeseburger, a mountain of fries and a few beers. I fantasized about the three girls piling into the backseat of a van for the trip down the mountain with bloated bellies and their zippers undone to relieve the pressure. What a great way to end my weekend in Sin City.

[le_gone]

On 17/12/2016 at 7:08 AM, Doomsdat123 said:

I got a brief and I mean BRIEF story from yesterday while I was at work. I was just working doing my own business walked around the corner in the kitchen, and a bunch of the female workers where asking if one was wearing a girdle or if they had one? I'm not quite sure how it started but one of my managers has a nice gut on her and it sticks out pretty well. And just as I was walking by she slapped it and was like "i'm clearly not wearing one" Almost all the time I hear them talking about there weight it's insane.

This is really the kind of small event I like to witness. Thanks for sharing Doomsdat 

[Bellyfan2017]

10 hours ago, le_gone said:

This is really the kind of small event I like to witness. Thanks for sharing Doomsdat 

You would have loved it i'm sure!

[Weightwatcher]

Just a short piece of conversation I heard between a waitress I fancy in one my local restaruants and a male colleague.

"Not sure what to do"

"Why don't you borrow a pair from Helena"

"Are you kidding? She's a size eight, I couldn't get one thigh into her trousers!"

 

This girl isn't fat, she is probably about a size 12-14 but quite chubby around her bum and thighs. Am not sure why she needed to borrow trousers, but in my head it was because she had burst out of hers. She's definitely put on a bit of weight in the last year or so (maybe 10lbs to a stone) so I guess it is possible!

[Bellyfan2017]

Omg I can't believe to post this awesome story from my Monday Christmas Party. I was looking forward to it for weeks, because the girls that work at my job all Said they wanted to get wasted and dress really nice. And at this time not all of them are as thin as when they first started working at my job.  And one of the girls who works there is like a 9 basically (At one point she was thin) but now she has a tiny bulge in her belly. And damn. On monday she drank a lot! Since we work at a hotel we all could get rooms. She wore a red Dress that had her belly showing like on purpose! And by the time I left she had a full on gut and it was so hot. Same with the Asian girl I talked about above, she had a little belly but at the end of the night her belly stuck out quite a bit! Sadly I never got the chance to take any pics but obviously it would be kinda hard. And creepy. but STILL best moment for me

[maxymumspyder]

Here’s a quick update on a girl I posted about a few months ago. She’s the same ex that I went on a hike with during the summer where she was woefully out of shape. Well, I have a recent update, and guess what? She is still woefully out of shape.

I ran into her at a bar about two weeks ago. She was out on a first date with someone. She was dressed in a less than flattering way, as she was wearing several layers, no doubt as a means to hide the fact she has gained so much. Fortunately, as she settled into the warm bar, some of those layers started to come off, which provided a pretty nice glimpse of the damage she has done to herself.

For starters, I still could not get over the fact that her face has become so ridiculously round. She has a soft double chin, big chipmunk cheeks. An added bounces is that she is has jowls which are starting to set in. This is an amazing change, considering how beautiful and angular her facial features were once she was significantly bigger.

A male friend of mine, who is not aware of my preferences, was out with me that night. He pulled me aside at one point and said, “what the hell happened to her!? She looks like a fat substitute teacher.”

He certainly wasn’t wrong.

Once she took her coat off inside the bar and settled in, we chatted for a little bit. I was amazed at how clearly I could still make out her growing muffin top, despite wearing a large throw over sweater. Several times when she moved, the sweater opened up, revealing a bulbous, soft gut pressing up firmly against a flowing floral shirt she was wearing underneath. She had the look of someone 5 months pregnant.

I noticed that several times while we were talking, she had to adjust her jeans. It certainly wasn’t because they were too lose, as they looked painted on, judging by the fact they were pinching her love handles to the point of being clearly visible through two layers of clothing. I can’t imagine what a pain the ass they were to get on, no pun intended. That made it a bit difficult to concentrate while talking to her, as I had visions of her standing in front of her mirror, clad only in her underwear, fighting tooth and nail while her belly, thighs, and ass all quivered violently in an attempt to get a pair of size 12 or 14s up over her knees and buttoned.

When she sat down on the bar stool to order a drink, she pulled the throw over sweater closed (there were no buttons on it), most likely in a conscious effort to conceal a significant roll of blubbers encasing her mid section. Even her shoulders looked bigger, wider, and more rounded, almost hunching forward. It was as if all the added weight ruined her posture as well. Her upper arms were also VERY meaty, as the sweater was pulled tautly around her bicep and triceps area, and not in a “I’m going to the gym way.”

Even her high heels didn’t seem to fit well. She has always been a shoe fanatic, especially heels, however there seemed to be a legitimate lack of grace when walking in them. Her gait was wider and like a waddle. She had a body and general look of a happy auntie, baking cookies for her nieces and nephews on Christmas. Her cherub cheeks, chin, and jowls typified that. This was certainly not the look of someone out on a first date.

Later that night, my buddy commented some more on her weight after she had left. He couldn’t believe how fat she had gotten, saying that she looked like someone that ate her former self. Unfortunately, the topic of weight never came up in our conversation at the bar, as she rejoined her date and then went home for the night shortly there after.

I have another accounting of this same girl that I never posted from a female friend of mine that ran into her at the grocery store earlier in the fall. Perhaps I’ll post that as well, but in the meantime, I figured I would share this first hand account.

Fire away with any questions or comments!

[Smooth]

Is her ass any bigger, Maxymumspyder?

 

 

[maxymumspyder]

6 hours ago, Smooth said:

Is her ass any bigger, Maxymumspyder?

 

 

Yes - it certainly is getting bigger. Her lower half, in general, is getting tree trunk, especially her thighs. I would say that her ass, specifically, has gotten quite wide. It's volume has increased as well. She most certainly has a bit of a waddle when she walks.

[ronnie17de]

On 26.12.2016 at 11:27 PM, maxymumspyder said:

[...] I have another accounting of this same girl that I never posted from a female friend of mine that ran into her at the grocery store earlier in the fall. Perhaps I’ll post that as well, but in the meantime, I figured I would share this first hand account. [...]

Really appreciate your updates on this lady. Great story! Slow, natural and unintentional gain, that's what I like best.
If I remember correctly she was 186 lbs in July. Any estimate how much she's gained since?

Certainly wouldn't mind If you found the time to share said account from your female friend.

[maxymumspyder]

52 minutes ago, ronnie17de said:

Really appreciate your updates on this lady. Great story! Slow, natural and unintentional gain, that's what I like best.
If I remember correctly she was 186 lbs in July. Any estimate how much she's gained since?

Certainly wouldn't mind If you found the time to share said account from your female friend.

For starters, I appreciate you replying and for reading that recounting. I am glad that you enjoyed it! As for her current weight, while I do not have an exact number, I would guess she is at the same weight, if not up a couple of pounds into the 190s. I was pretty shocked by what I saw when I ran into her a few weeks ago.

I find it hard to believe now that she was ever fitting comfortably into a size 4 or 6. I would estimate she’s at least a 12/14 by now and likely even bigger. She had quite a visible muffin top peeping over her pants and pressing against her shirt. She looked considerably weaker, doughier, and just all-around more heavy set than I ever imagined her becoming.

As for your request, yes, this is what the friend said:

This was a few months back. The two crossed paths at the grocery store that they both frequent. I was messaging with a friend about a week or so later when she mentioned it in passing.

“Is she pregnant by chance? Not a joke. I couldn’t tell if it was her or just another generic fat girl.”

So I told her that I was far as I knew, she was not pregnant.

“No, I legit thought I saw her pregnant. Looked like she had a pregnant belly and overall bigness.”

“What made you think she was knocked up?”

“Well, she’s just really big and was dressed rather unflattering. Plus, she was in the frozen pizza section. Her tummy was large and in charge. And I’m not being funny.”

I played coy and kind of surprised by what she was saying, given that I already knew how much weight she had gained. My friend is a bit… uhhh, vain and catty we’ll say, so I very much enjoyed her turning up the snark a bit during the conversation.

“Seriously, she is fat. I didn’t see the bottom off the belly like people of Walmart, but fuck, she better be careful.”

Anyway, that’s a quick one for ya! I appreciate you reading. I might share some more considering I have some downtime the next few day

[ronnie17de]

@maxymumspyder, your accounts of this lady are so good, you should seriously meet her regularly!

[Weightwatcher]

Just a quick update on the lovely chubby waitress. It's the first time I have seen her since Christmas and her uniform trousers look extremely tight. Had a nice view of her backside wobbling this morning. A lovely sight. She might be going up a size before long! 

[Weightwatcher]

Overhead a conversation between three young ladies in a local coffes shop this morning which some people on here might like. The had obviously just been to their weekly slimming club meeting and the weight isn't falling off as planned!

One said "I can't believe I have only lost 3lbs this month. The christmas weight usually comes off when I stick to the plan"

Her friend "I put on half a stone in December and haven't lost it all yet either. How much did you put on?"

"Just over a stone, We really overdid it with all the parties. I wish I had done dry January now but I couldn't stick to it!"

Their post weigh-in breakfast? Two of them had croissants and the third lass when for Cappuchino Cake. Not sure what the coffees were but they had marshmallows on the surface!

[le_gone]

On 13/01/2017 at 11:20 AM, Weightwatcher said:

Just a quick update on the lovely chubby waitress. It's the first time I have seen her since Christmas and her uniform trousers look extremely tight. Had a nice view of her backside wobbling this morning. A lovely sight. She might be going up a size before long! 

She is a good advertisement for the restaurant ?

[shady2003]

Well here's a conversation I had on Tinder the other day with a pretty six foot ex model who now drinks beer and smokes weed regularly

 

 

[le_gone]

My wife has a friend who spent a few months in Italy for her job and sunday she visited us for the first time since she got back from there. And it was visible that she appreciated italian food ! She is now a beautiful well fed young woman. The fabric of her skirt was stretched to its maximum, revealing her big thighs and a round belly, her face is also chubbier, with a new double chin. So my wife couldn't refrain herself from telling her something like «it seems that italian food was good !» to which she replied : "Don't tell me, I got so fat, I still wonder how I could let myself go like that ! But it's true that the food was so good and I enjoyed it a lot". And smiling and patting her round belly : "Now I have to assume my gluttony and all the tiramisu I stuffed myself with !"

[Guest rimkaza]

On 2/7/2017 at 9:59 PM, shady2003 said:

Well here's a conversation I had on Tinder the other day with a pretty six foot ex model who now drinks beer and smokes weed regularly

 

 

 

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Creepy response. Good job.

[intruder]

On 8.2.2017 at 10:26 PM, le_gone said:

My wife has a friend who spent a few months in Italy for her job and sunday she visited us for the first time since she got back from there. And it was visible that she appreciated italian food ! She is now a beautiful well fed young woman. The fabric of her skirt was stretched to its maximum, revealing her big thighs and a round belly, her face is also chubbier, with a new double chin. So my wife couldn't refrain herself from telling her something like «it seems that italian food was good !» to which she replied : "Don't tell me, I got so fat, I still wonder how I could let myself go like that ! But it's true that the food was so good and I enjoyed it a lot". And smiling and patting her round belly : "Now I have to assume my gluttony and all the tiramisu I stuffed myself with !"

this is so hot. love it!

[shady2003]

So I noticed for the past few weeks  my cute work secretary has been indulging quite a lot. Her meals have been quite big, and she's been snacking in between.. especially on these mini Cadbury's chocolates.  She started off the year quite skinny, but I was starting to wonder whether all her new eating habits would catch up with her. Well today I walked into the office and noticed she's looking a little fuller - especially on the arms and butt, and her face is looking rounder too.

Come around lunch time and I notice the usual bag of chocolates which she buys every week for or all of us to share... isn't there. Could she be dieting I wonder and trying to avoid buying them? So I make a remark ("oh I'd love one of those small chocolates... where are they") and then she flusters and says "oh um they didn't have... I'll look tomorrow again".

So I sense she's lying and is trying to start a diet. Only one way to find out... I take a quick stroll to the store downstairs from our office... and wallah theres an abundance of mini Cadbury's.

My conclusion.. she's clearly trying to diet and doesn't want chocolates in the office... but it's essential we have chocolates... so she'll have to learn to resist , or just give in and snack away  

[shady2003]

So I see she listened to my request to buy more.. instead this time she bought them and another variety which I mentioned too ...

Curious to see what tomorrow may bring 

[Guest MUSEic]

3 hours ago, shady2003 said:

So I see she listened to my request to buy more.. instead this time she bought them and another variety which I mentioned too ...

Curious to see what tomorrow may bring 

It sounds like YOU need to start supplying chocolates FOR her. She'll probably feel less bad about eating them if they're not expected to be for every one else.

[maxymumspyder]

So, here’s a quick story that fits in quite nicely to this thread. For starters, this is NOT about someone I dated, just a friend of mine that was out for some drinks that I ran into.

To give you some background, this girl is about 5’6” and played Division 1 college field hockey. She was a really good athlete. She’s also well-removed from that athletic career and I did not know her then. However, she has always been in really good shape. She’s a fairly attractive brunette, not necessarily the most gorgeous girl, but certainly pretty and has an ass that would turn heads. She has always been the centered of a lot of male attention.

Anyway, she was out with another mutual friend of ours. The friend a slender blonde, that’s mostly into hiking and outdoor activities. The two had polished off a few martinis and some dinner when I arrived. While we were chatting, an order of onion rings arrived for them, which spurred some interesting conversation.

Now, I hadn’t seen the brunette in quite awhile. I was pretty shocked and intrigued by what I saw, sitting before me. She was by no means enormous for the typical Curvage standard, however, she has put on a noticeable amount of weight. Her thighs and already “full” behind were covering up quite a bit of real estate on the barstool, more so than I ever remembered. And her face was quite a bit fuller, which is usually a pretty solid give away that the numbers on the scale have been rolling forward.

She opened up the conversation by saying, “I definitely don’t need this. I’m just undoing everything I did at kickboxing class.”

This was a pretty easy invitation to pry a bit deeper. I usually try to approach these conversations pretty delicately, as there’s no reason to push to hard and make someone uncomfortable. So I simply asked, “why do you say that?”

I didn’t expect to get much back for response.

“Because I am really out of shape and the onion rings aren’t exactly helping with that.”

Her friend jumped in, telling her that the onion rings didn’t count on a martini night.

I reassured her that she was probably in better shape than everyone there. Indignantly, she countered, “you have no idea how much weight I’ve gained the last few months.”

Her friend countered, as this was clearly a conversation they had before. “I told you, no one even notices!”

This launched the conversation, as the formerly fit brunette now felt compelled to prove to us otherwise. As I mentioned before, the change was very obvious. It was also surprising, given how much pride she had always taken in her appearance. She had maintained an elevated level of fitness, even after college, so to see her slowly start to lose that was as surprising as it was fantastic.

“It’s all in my ass and thighs… but now I have love handles and fat around my bra strap. It’s not good!”

Knowing they were a bit tipsy, I took a risk and uttered the following statement, “Oh stop… I doubt you’ve even gained a pound.”

“Try 30 pounds, actually. I’ve hit 161 pounds. I’ve never been this heavy in my life. I was 128 pounds of solid muscle when I played in college.”

I certainly did not expect such a detailed answer!

“I can’t get into any of my old pants.”

That made some sense, given that she was wearing lycra workout pants. She had also just came from a workout, which made the choice of going to the bar doubly curious.

She mentioned a few additional milestones of weight gain, including freaking out when she hit 148 pounds at the end of the summer and making that her point of no return. Of course, that just served as an another mile marker to the perceived 161 pound “finish line.”

We ended up all joking about getting fat during the winter. Her blond friend even mentioned just giving up and wanting to eat all day. I was very surprised the conversation had gone in this direction, as we spent several minutes discussing weight gain, in particular, the 30+ pounds my friend had put on.

So, I became a bit more daring. I asked the following hypothetical, since she seemed so open to it, “if you did nothing but eat for the next six months, how much weight do you think you would gain?”

I asked the question jokingly in context to the conversation, hoping to get an answer. The fact she didn’t skip a beat and said, “oh, I would gain 100 pounds if I did nothing for six months,” was quite fascinating!

Now, that weight gain in six months is probably impossible and she’s certainly not going to give in and do that. But I found the willingness and confidence with which she answered to be fascinating. It certainly didn’t hurt that her friend was there to help guide the conversation and add some normalcy to it. Again, it was clear this was something they had shared with each other over “girl talk” several times before.

Anyway, nothing too ground breaking here. But I did find it to be a fantastic and open conversation. Figured it would be worth sharing here!

[gLs3]

So I have a nice little story. To start things off I'll let you know I work at a gym. Has it's perks. Anyways there's this very attractive, very fit girl who is pretty much a regular there until recently that is. I've done my fair share of talking to her. She's very sweet, always nice. To give you an idea on appearance: she is blind, about five foot seven, very tone or should I say was? I would guess her weight around 130 but it's only that high because of muscle. Ok so now to the reason I'm posting. Like I said she was a regular, there nearly every day until about 6 weeks ago. She just vanished. After a week or so I asked her sister who only came occasional what happened to her. Turns out she sprained her ankle pretty bad. Her sister told me she would proabably be back in a few weeks or more. Well here are a few weeks later. She finally came back the other. She came in with a jacket so I didn't notice right away. After a bit she took her jacket off and well I was rather surprised. As you may have guessed by now she gained some weight. After her workout we chatted a bit. I asked how her ankle was and what she had been up to. She told me she had been going out with friends and eating, having fun. I poked fun and told her it certainly looks like you've been eating. She laughed and agreed and responded with yeah I tend to eat when I'm bored. She eventually told me she had gained between 15 and 20 pounds. You could tell too. Her stomach had last it's tone as well the rest her body. She has little love handles now. Maybe her appetite has grown to where she will continue to eat and won't loose the weight. Who knows? If I was a better writer this little event gave me a great story idea but idk if I could make a true story of it. So a send a challenge to any of you who consider yourself a writer, turn this true life event into a great story. Thanks for the read and I hope you enjoyed!

[gLs3]

Just now, gLs3 said:

So I have a nice little story. To start things off I'll let you know I work at a gym. Has it's perks. Anyways there's this very attractive, very fit girl who is pretty much a regular there until recently that is. I've done my fair share of talking to her. She's very sweet, always nice. To give you an idea on appearance: she is blind, about five foot seven, very tone or should I say was? I would guess her weight around 130 but it's only that high because of muscle. Ok so now to the reason I'm posting. Like I said she was a regular, there nearly every day until about 6 weeks ago. She just vanished. After a week or so I asked her sister who only came occasional what happened to her. Turns out she sprained her ankle pretty bad. Her sister told me she would proabably be back in a few weeks or more. Well here are a few weeks later. She finally came back the other. She came in with a jacket so I didn't notice right away. After a bit she took her jacket off and well I was rather surprised. As you may have guessed by now she gained some weight. After her workout we chatted a bit. I asked how her ankle was and what she had been up to. She told me she had been going out with friends and eating, having fun. I poked fun and told her it certainly looks like you've been eating. She laughed and agreed and responded with yeah I tend to eat when I'm bored. She eventually told me she had gained between 15 and 20 pounds. You could tell too. Her stomach had last it's tone as well the rest her body. She has little love handles now. Maybe her appetite has grown to where she will continue to eat and won't loose the weight. Who knows? If I was a better writer this little event gave me a great story idea but idk if I could make a true story of it. So a send a challenge to any of you who consider yourself a writer, turn this true life event into a great story. Thanks for the read and I hope you enjoyed!

Blonde not blind