yeomada

[CW: This is a WG fetish story. Brace for content such as: Feedism, Weight Gain, Light Slob (Burping and Messy eating), Loss of Fitness, and General Fatness. ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+] August 2019 "85! 90! 95! 100!" Zach, Theo, and Willow chanted in unison before Cece reoriented herself upright from her hand-stand. As the young athlete got back on her feet she even struck a pose as though she were a cheerleader. The group laughed and cheered, passing more of their smuggled booze around their little circle. The group were all seated in the center of their Highschool's football field, their favorite hang out spot to break into after graduating in May. "See? I told you I could do it." Cece remarked as she sat back down in the cool damp turf. Of the four friends, Cece was definitely the most athletic given her former status as a top performing member of the school's gymnastics team. Her physical activity helped her maintain a pencil-thin frame. That paired with a modest chest size led

I remembered how she’d looked when we first started dating. How she’d been way too skinny for me… practically emaciated, even for a girl. I remember thinking that she was perfect for me in nearly every other way, a prime example of petite perfection that would have turned the heads of every straight, hotblooded man, likely even plenty of straight, hotblooded women too, if even one of her many drunken recollections of her college “experimentations” ended holding up as true. But, as far as my personal tastes went, she was… okay, she was lacking… a bit. She was just too skinny… My girlfriend, when we had met at least, had had no curves to speak of. Her rail-thin physique was practically appalling to me, in spite of how pretty she was. She had beautiful almond-brown eyes and shiny, striking auburn hair, but her flat chest, super-slim waist and nonexistent ass were far from enticing for me. With such a perfect, pretty face and a beautiful smile, it had only taken one date before I’d been