as in i am chubby and a historian

You meet up with your mutual gaining situationship for the first time in over a year, and she’s clearly pretty impressed with how far you’ve let yourself go since last time she saw you. She tells you how different it feels to hug you now, describing the way your body fits against hers and how you squish together as “the most perfect feeling I’ve ever felt.” You can’t help but agree. 

“The effects of everything you’ve done to yourself just hanging off of you and squeezable and soft and you’re just so. Fucking. GREEDY. You can’t help indulging. I know. It’s your weakness.”

She’s gained a lot too. You can’t take your eyes off her spilling over her bra, and she notices you noticing. 

“I need to size up, I’m coming over the top pretty heavily. This is my biggest bra, it’s a ****. That’s a US size. I don’t remember the translation but I’m sure you know it. You know it in every countries sizing cause you’re a fucking pervert.”

She knows you too well.

“And that’s the best part of gaining for me,” She continues “knowing that when you see big fat tiddies like this, it makes you horny, and when you get horny, I know you get hungry. That’s how you end up so fucking fat. It’s really just a sign of your virility.”

She really, really knows you too well.

She says that she got you pastries from “the good bakery”, and begins hand feeding one to you.

“I just want you to have something to think about, every time you’re thinking about slowing down, you know? I think it would be way hotter if instead of slowing down you thought about how you want me to make my tits even bigger and how much I’m gonna have to eat to make that happen and how you really just…have to match that for me, its the right thing to do.”

“I thought the hottest thing I was ever gonna feel was the way your body squishes into mine, and mine just envelops yours too. But, I think that you licking my fingers clean after just devouring a pastry that’s hand fed to you? Oh fuck, that takes the cake. And I mean, it's no surprise that you’re the one who takes the cake, is it?”