“H-hello?” asked a small and low voice from the other side of the door.
It was Alex was my date for the night, and I’ll admit that I did pretty good for meeting a guy online. He’s about a head taller than me, and really skinny. His hair was the first thing that really caught my eye, if you can believe it. He sort of looked like a brunette Harry Potter, the way he kept it in the prefect balance of messy, yet still controlled. His square black glasses helped further the Potter comparisons. He was gazing back at me, looking me up and down in possible delight as he takes me in. ALL of me in.
And from what I could tell, he certainly didn’t have any complaints.
I don’t have to tell you about how four years at an all-girls academy can lead to some…experimenting. Lots of experimenting. But here in front of me was a boy, who wasn’t my father, a distant relative, or a vaguely familiar son of a neighbor. He looked to be right around the same age as me, he had an attractive sense of style, and if our conversations online were any indication, we really got along. Why the Hell not go out on the town with him? He’d already earned a few points in my book by offering to pay for dinner, but it was still pretty obvious that he was a little jumpy about this whole first date thing.
“Are you…You’re Melanie, right?” He asked, his high voice sounding a bit unbelieving.
“Hi! Yeah… You’re Alex then I take it?” I answered back teasing a bit of my hair back behind my ear.
He grinned broadly, putting any fears that he might have freaked out at seeing a girl of my incredible size in person at ease.
“Y-Yep!” he corrected himself eagerly, “A-Alex Macdonald but uh… you uh, already knew that I guess…”
I did, we’d only had a few conversations online but our full names had been one of the topics we covered.
“Melanie Carlyle,” I said in return before adding with a wink “…But let’s keep it short. Call me Mel.”
He let out this fake sounding bark of a laugh, adjusting his starchy posture, still managing to look all stiff and tense.
“Uh, my cars right over there!” He shouted and pointed with an indifferent wave of his hand in the general direction of his hatchback, his eyes though never left me. Clearly he was even more nervous about this whole date thing than I was, but was there really anything wrong with that? I’m pretty fucking huge! That’s something to be intimidated by!
“Right…” I hummed as I slowly stepped forward, my thick thighs and hips barely inches from filling up the front doorway of my house. “Well, as much as I like standing here and looking at you Alex…I am getting a bit hungry…”
Okay, I always have this little test to see if a guy is “into” me (and by that, I totally mean how fat I am). It sounds weird, but trust me, I always get some sort of response. As the word ‘hungry’ leaves my lips, I start to rub my belly through the thin fabric of my top, pressing it out a little further as I make long seductive strokes against my gut. Nothing too weird, right? Okay, pretty weird. But it works. Alex’s eyes very quickly dropped from “awkward amounts of eye contact” to staring almost directly at my belly. Yeah, total chubby chaser.
He nodded “Right. I-er-uh” the poor guy didn’t even get to finish his sentence.
“Was that English?” I teased, purposely adding a bit more ‘body language’ to my waddle than usual.
Alex was eating it up, in fact it took him a moment to snap out of the daze he was in, but he rushed over and met me at the car, gentlemanly holding the door open for me.
“Uh, h-here lemme get that for you.”
I smiled back, before grimacing at the task before me. Cars and I don’t really… get along very well. Awkwardly, I clamber into his Hatchback, doing my best to keep my badonkadok behind bumping into anything OR accidentally flashing Alex a look at any of my supremely fat ass. Somehow I managed, the car dipping noticeably under my weight as I plopped myself into the passenger seat. I also somehow managed to slide the seat back enough to buy my big belly some breathing room, so he at least had one thing going for him: this car of his can handle a girl as big as I am, at least for now anyways. Alex had already quickly slid into his seat behind the driver’s wheel. Meanwhile, I, only after holding my breath and stretching far more than I was comfortable with, managed to get my seat-belt secured.
Whew! Phase one complete! Onto Phase two…
“So, for dinner tonight….” Began Alex starting his car, and turning back onto the main streets, “I thought maybe… you’d like to decide?”
“Humph” I snorted. Alex was already dancing around the topics of food, my giant stomach, and my giant stomach being filled with as much food as it could possibly handle and he could afford. And as far as topics of first dates go I wasn't exactly sure if I should let him know just how much of a BIG foodee I was, and all about the, you know, still trying to getting bigger everyday part, but I wanted him to loosen up a bit you know? So I decided to make him to play his hand, and see what he had in mind... “You’re driving, so I do believe that makes you in charge for tonight.”
Alex grinned, showing he might have already had a back up plan in mind just in case I gave such an answer. “Well….”
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