Townies

chapter 1

“I just want to keep getting fatter and fatter,” she said in a shy and girlish sounding voice, her nose crinkled up and her tongue poking out between her front teeth, “that’s all I’ve ever wanted in life really, is to just get as fat as possible. Does that make me sound strange to you?”

Meanwhile her date Lenny was having trouble keeping his hands off of her as they sat in the front seat of his car. It was a dark and misty evening in early October, and old friends Kyra and Lenny felt as though they were the only two people in the world as they sat parked in the lot outside of their old high school. Lenny had come back to town over the long weekend to visit family, when he ran into Kyra at a local coffee shop. They hadn’t seen each other in nearly ten years, and Lenny was amazed by the very apparent transition she had gone through.

“No,” Lenny said as he struggled to catch his breath, feeling himself getting excited by thoughts of seeing Kyra’s already plush body get even bigger and softer, “I don’t think it’s strange at all. If that’s what you want to do, then you should do it.”

“I just love feeling full,” she said as she rubbed her big soft belly sitting in her lap before her, “that feeling when you know you’ve already eaten more than you should, but you just want to keep going and see how much more you can stuff in there, pushing your limits to the absolute max.”

The two of them had just finished having dinner at a nearby all you can eat buffet, where Lenny had been thoroughly impressed with the amount of food that Kyra was able to pack away. Plate after plate, each trip up to the buffet table eating more and more without slowing down at all, her belly seeming to grow in size right before Lenny's eyes. Could she have known just how much of a turn-on this would be for him?

Kyra and Lenny didn’t know one another all that well back in high school. They were in several of the same classes, occasionally studying together. They also participated in some of the same extracurricular activities, such as the yearbook committee and the drama club. Even though they didn’t talk much, there always seemed to be a certain chemistry between them, a mutual attraction of sorts. Lenny, who had always been attracted to full-figured ladies, was taken with Kyra’s big dark eyes, her flawless tan skin and her dark brown hair that she has almost always wore in a cute little bob-cut that fell just above her shoulders. She was kind of chubby back then, but now that she’s a grown woman in her mid twenties she’s gone from chubby to downright obese.

“Do you mind?” Lenny asked politely as he began to run his hand across the top of Kyra’s big belly.

“No, of course not,” she said, beaming from ear to ear. She then untucked her tee shirt from her tight jeans and allowed her soft and billowing flesh to roll out into the open.

“It’s beautiful,” Lenny said as his caressing intensified, “you’re beautiful, Kyra. Your body is soft and sexy.”

“I thought you might like it,” she said to him with a giggle. “I remember when you asked out Angie Johnson in tenth grade. She was the biggest girl in our school, and I totally looked up to her. When I saw the way you looked at her, I said to myself, ‘Aha! Lenny really likes big girls.’”

“Angie broke my heart that day,” Lenny said, not sounding too sad as he was really rather enjoying the moment. “She totally shot me down. It was probably for the best.”

“I couldn’t believe she turned you down,” Kyra said as she placed her hand on top of mine, “you were such a cutie then, and you grew up to be a major hottie now. I was so jealous, I so wanted to be as fat as Angie!”

“Did you?”

“All I wanted to do when I was a kid was eat and get fatter, but there was always someone around to stop me or shame me into holding back. Once I turned twenty one though, it was over. I never listened to anyone tell me anything, and I ate as much as I wanted. Now I’m fatter than Angie Johnson ever was!”

Unable to resist the urge any longer, Lenny swooped over and placed his lips firmly upon hers. The two of them kissed passionately as his hands ran over the contours of her soft and flabby flesh, her stomach still completely stuffed from her massive repast.

“Yes you are!” Lenny concurred as he wrapped his arms around her meaty back and squeezed her tightly, continuing to kiss her soft and beautiful lips.

“I’ve always liked you, Lenny,” she said as she pulled back for a moment, “I just wanted you to know that. I’ve had a crush on you forever.”

“You did?” he said. “How come you never said anything?”

“I guess I just never had the confidence until I grew up and became the woman that I wanted to be.”

“Well I’m so glad I ran into you at the coffee shop the other day,” Lenny said as he stroked the sides of her face, “you’re amazing, Kyra, and I am glad we have the chance to finally get to know one another better.”

“Me too,” Kyra said as she not-so-subtly undid the button on her jeans, allowing the remainder of her belly fat to spill forward like a small avalanche. “I just want to find someone who loves my fat body and wants to help me get fatter.”

“You’re looking for a feeder?” Lenny inquired.

“Yeah,” said Kyra, “I guess I am.”

“I have to admit,” Lenny said, “I’ve always been curious what it would be like to be in a feeder-feedee relationship.”

“Have you?” Kyra asked. “See, I didn’t even know that was a thing until just a few years ago. Every guy I’ve ever dated always tried to pressure me into losing weight; I’ve never met a guy who actually wanted me to gain weight for them before.”


That night Kyra and Lenny decided that they were going to try to be in a relationship together, a relationship that was centered around food, feeding and fat. They were both very excited to see what could happen - so excited, that perhaps they didn’t think things all the way through.