FAT FRIEND BY MATT L & HER REVENGE

[TheGreatestView]

Great as usual Matt!

So it looks as if Jenna has put on something like 40 pounds in the space of a month and a half?! I bet Dora and Betsy are shocked with how fast the plan is working!

Can't wait for the next chapter!

[Matt L.]

Hello TheGreatestView,

Thanks for the feedback, the plot is thickening. The next episode will be posted within a few minutes.

Cheers, Matt

[Matt L.]

Back at Carter’s homestead the couple enjoyed their fast food while huddled together on the couch while watching TV. Larry was in attendance long enough to scarf down a cheeseburger and fries, and then politely excused himself and went to the bar so they could have some private time.

Carter didn’t encourage Jenna to overeat, it was obvious the cute vixen had an unrivaled appetite by the swift manner she put away the food and the amount she ate. However, Carter deviously planned ahead, fast food and late night snacking would be the norm for Jenna whenever she was over. On top of that Carter was going to supply Jenna with plenty of beer and maybe a little weed.
Just like Dora and Betsy, Carter sought to fatten the princess, deliberately wanting to reduce her status from popular beauty to run of the mill fatty. Carter was still somewhat fond of Jenna and was delighted that she popped back into his life but the payback he wanted was much stronger than any real romantic obligation. If Jenna hadn’t been a prick tease and wasn’t committed to her popular peers things would have been different despite their culture clash. Carter would have shown Jenna adequate respect but now he was spitefully determined to spoil her appearance and turn her into a big fat cow.


Carter lowered the volume on the TV and then slipped his hand under Jenna’s dress, their eyes interlocking in amorous magic as he soothingly caressed her upper thigh.

“I was just a pinhead in high school”, Carter began to admit in a doting tone, “I was so mean to the heavy girls, never realized just how sexy they were until now. I’m not saying you’re all that big, Jen, but you’re so sexy and hot….”

Carter brought his lips to Jenna’s, delicately kissing her and then continued as he worked his fingers up to her crotch.

“I don’t give a damn how heavy you are or even you get a little heavier, I’ve matured in my preference, I see you as dynamic in beauty, better looking than when you were a twig.”

Carter positioned himself over Jenna; tightly she held unto his shoulders as he managed to hike his hands upward under her cheap black dress and slowly removed her panties.

Jenna squeaked a nervous chuckle as Carter slipped her regulation fat girl panties off her limbs, “Got to excuse the style baby, that’s all I can fit into now!”

For a brief instant Carter looked over the unappealing white cotton panties, then tossed them away.

Carter unbuckled his belt, uninterested in Jenna’s unprompted pledge to lose weight, “Be a little patient and you’ll see me in sexy panties again….”

Carter dropped his pants and then directed Jenna over his lap, she giggled at the pressure of his manhood between her thighs. Carter hoisted up Jenna’s dress, kissing her deeply, his hand firmly massaging her breast as he initiated the mating. Jenna put all her weight into the act, maneuvering forcefully while he slid inside of her.

Jenna loudly groaned as the euphoric sensation rippled through her body.
Carter closed his eyes, imagining Jenna as she was in high school, slim and garbed in her cheerleading uniform but the heaviness of her body was a clear reminder of how much she had changed.

Carter brought his hands to Jenna’s waist, his fingers digging into the cushy fat, aiding her rhythm.
The mating progressed, their bodies thoroughly in sync, Jenna’s speed moderately increasing as she rode her man.

“Oh Carter”, Jenna breathlessly uttered, the experience much more sexually electrifying than she could imagine, “Why didn’t we ….do this sooner…”

“Maybe if you weren’t so stuck-up in high school!” Carter chuckled.

Jenna was far too aroused to pick up on Carter’s swipe, she held unto his manly shoulders, letting loose erratic sighs of sensual bliss.

Although it unexpectedly ended with a shout from Carter, “Alright, get off me, I don’t want to make you pregnant!”

It happened so fast, Jenna landing on the other cushion, Carter spewing his load over the couch.

“Maybe we ought to purchase some protection for next time”, Jenna said almost apologetically.

Carter abruptly stood up, buckling his pants, he glimpsed at Jenna offhandedly, “I’m going to take a shit, clean up won’t ya.”

Carter stomped off toward the bathroom proudly victorious over his long overdue romp with the prom queen. Carter deliberately held back any sign of affection or emotion, knowing full well that this would make Jenna feel inadequate, and cause her to become much more compliant to his wishes in order to achieve his approval and attention.

Jenna sat on the couch for a moment, her crestfallen expression matching her thoughts, pondering over Carter’s emotionless if not indifferent mannerism and if she had done something wrong.
Jenna then grabbed a batch of paper towels and with some disinfectant spray; she went about cleaning off the couch where Carter had unloaded his sperm.

Carter was back in the living room in a few minutes with a beer, “Want a beer?” he asked aloofly.
Jenna shook her head, “Yeah…”
“They’re in the fridge, help yourself”, Carter answered back.

Jenna slowly ambled to the kitchen, Carter trailing behind her.

Jenna sighed as Carter’s mood became once again amiable and he smiled at her as he sat down at the table, “Girl, you’re quite the looker, never in my wildest dreams did I ever think we’d actually be together.”

Jenna engaged in swig of beer, using her forearm to wipe her lips.
“Um, yeah, I feel the same”, Jenna replied, a little perplexed over Carter’s mood swing.
“I’m totally glad, Carter, totally.”

Jenna enjoyed another sip of beer as Carter lit a cigarette, then courteously inquired if she’d like one too.

Carter held the pack upward for Jenna to grab a smoke, her eyes zeroing in on his face, his smile wide and genuine.

“Well…” Carter paused long enough to light Jenna’s cigarette, and then continued, “I like you to make yourself at home while you’re here. Think of this as your place to crash whenever you like.”

Jenna took a drag from her cigarette, setting the beer can on the table after another swig, “Really, huh? Sure, baby, whatever you like.”

Carter leaned back, focusing on Jenna’s figure, “In about five minutes I’d like to resume what we started in the front room if you don’t mind too much.”

Jenna teasingly grinned, “Oh, really? I might just be inclined to do so.”

Carter smirked, “But first I’d like to see your full package unclothed, you don’t mind, right?”

Jenna placed her hand over her tummy; she couldn’t deny feeling apprehensive due to her figure’s current condition.
“Right here, now?” Jenna squeaked.
Carter casually grinned, “I’m going to see you naked sooner or later, why not? You are beautiful; I’d just like to gaze at your beauty without the dress.”

Jenna enjoyed Carter’s compliment about looking beautiful, after all she was recently having some doubts pertaining to her appearance, and due to her desire to please Carter, she agreed.

Jenna dropped the cigarette off into the empty beer can which she placed on the table, and then began lifting up her dress. Carter observed Jenna with a ridiculously large grin; he was indeed taking much pleasure in watching Jenna’s wiggling hips and pronounced jiggling of her belly as she removed the dress off her well-nourished body.

Carter easily noticed the sloppiness of Jenna’s figure, the broad state of her hips which were coated with flab and the mushy condition of her protruding belly. Jenna’s waist and thighs were likewise spoiled by the weight she had put on but to a smaller degree. Carter stood up and walked over to Jenna, he wasn’t going to deride her figure at this present moment although it was definetly on his agenda for later in their pseudo relationship. However, it was clearly evident that Jenna now appeared rather normal in regard to other female citizens of Beluga Lake who seemingly ignored the scale and slipped into a much more docile lifestyle.

Jenna stood frozen in her spot as Carter walked around her, glancing over her ass that had advanced slightly in size, and similar to her belly, jutted outward.

“Very nice”, Carter finally remarked very amorously, “I never thought you’d look more gorgeous than you did in high school but really, honey, you’re never looked better.”

Jenna was indeed relieved by Carter’s opinion yet she still needs some extra reassurance.
“I’m heavier than I was in high school, Carter. Are you being real or just trying to make me feel better about myself?”

Carter took Jenna by the hand, kissing it before running his fingers over the side of her face, refusing to note the minor changes to her facial appearance but instead adding another false statement, “Don’t be all self-conscious, Jen. You’re outrageously sexy, very hot. I have the admit, the fuller figure works for you.”

Jenna flung her arms around Carter, as they briefly kissed; he unhooked her bra and politely although somewhat bluntly announced, “Let me see your boobs.”

Jenna stepped an inch away from Carter and removed her economical-priced bra, her lovely set of knockers exposed for his surveillance. Carter gently handled Jenna’s breast, still shapely but the tissue was marginally soft, wilting would be inevitability, probably within a few months.

Carter smiled at Jenna, and she smiled back, an all accepting sparkle from her eyes instigated a quick embrace which resulted in a scorching interval of kissing and foreplay.
Eventually Carter escorted Jenna to his room where they willingly entertained each others desires for the remainer of the night.


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Jenna started the coffee for Carter as he got ready for work, lingering in the kitchen as he showered and shaved.

“I can make you breakfast if you like”, Jenna volunteered while looking at Carter with big puppy-dog eyes.

“Nah, babe”, Carter told Jenna; “I’ll get a breakfast burrito from the truck parked outside the factory.”

Carter sipped his coffee then smiled at Jenna, casually informing her to make herself at home.
“Cabinets and fridge are stocked in case you get hungry, help yourself to the beer and vodka. Enjoy a lazy day, honey. I’ll be home around five, so you be ready, I’ll take you out for a nice dinner and then we’ll carouse at the bar for an hour or so.”

Jenna grinned at Carter, her cheeks were really taking on a doughy composition which he certainy relished, and that double chin of her’s seemed quite natural as if it was always there.

“I’m just going to make a small meal and then curl up with one of my romance novels in bed”, Jenna uttered insipidly.

Carter chuckled to himself, romance novels were reading material for goofy dreamers and wallflowers, popular - exciting females had no use for such literature.

“That’s fine, Jen”, Carter replied, “And don’t mind Larry, he’s really a nice guy and he won’t be a pain in the ass.”

Jenna half-smiled, “Oh that’s cool, he does seem nice, I’ll enjoy his company.”

Carter approached Jenna, affectionately cupping the sides of her face, “This place I’m taking you for dinner I specially picked out just for you so don’t eat too much in the afternoon, I want you to eat your money’s worth, alright?”

Jenna’s eyes twinkled as she purred, “Not a problem, I hope we’ll have dessert here.”
“What ya think”, Carter serenely answered before kissing Jenna.
“This place we’re eating at has fantastic food but it’s not fancy so you needn’t get all dressed up, jeans or sweats with a top is cool”, Carter put it in plain terms.

Jenna kissed Carter back and then teasingly smirked, “I shouldn’t look preppy though, right? Like I’m from this neighborhood and can’t afford nice clothes.”

“You’re getting the general idea, babe!” Carter excitedly concurred.


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Jenna returned to bed once Carter had went to work, and her breakfast consisting of a couple of candy bars while she nibbled as she read her romance novel until she drifted back to sleep.

Around noon Jenna gallivanted into the kitchen where Larry was preparing a modest meal of hash browns and eggs. Larry generously showed his hospitality and shared his meal with Jenna.

Unexceptional for the most part, Jenna hung out with Larry the whole afternoon, talking and drinking while watching TV. Jenna didn’t really eat that much since she was preserving her appetite until her dinner date with Carter, although she did have a sample of Larry’s lunch which was basically pizza rolls with beer.

Carter phoned Jenna just his shifted ended and told her to get ready; he would be there to pick her up within a half-hour.

Jenna kept in mind Carter’s desire for her too look like a woman who didn’t fit into the popular clique, and manufactured the appropriate appearance as if she was a member of his destitute society.

Jenna curled her bangs and applied her cosmetics in an uncultured style, reminiscent of the type of woman who wasn’t especially brainy or up on etiquette.

Jenna was all giggles as she prepared her wardrobe. Clipping off the sleeves of her gray T-shirt, the wacky slogan it featured over her boobs seemed oddly fitting, ‘PARTY GIRL!!’ in bold red font.
The T-shirt as well as the tattered blue jeans she wore were quite tight, obviously displaying her bulging belly and her puply muffin tops.

Jenna wasn’t all that uncomfortable about the look of her well-fed figure in the grungy apparel. It was exactly what Carter desired, and she aimed to please him.

Carter shuffled through the door just as Jenna had just finished getting ready, he flashed her a wide smile, “You look outrageous!”, but then he showered and changed his clothes, having her wait for him in the living room until he was ready.

Jenna cracked opened a beer, nursing it as she waited on the couch.

Carter’s appearance out matched Jenna’s, clad in a rather fashionable looking button down shirt which her wore open and exposed his T-shirt, and dress slacks.
“Maybe I ought to change my clothes?” Jenna immediately questioned.
Not that Carter looked especially well to do but her getup looked wretched by comparrison.

It was the manner in which Carter said, “Ready”, that cancelled Jenna’s thoughts about putting on better looking clothes, his tone was direct and almost demanding.

Carter lit a cigarette as he peddled his feet to the door, Jenna, who was feeling a little tipsy due to all the alchol she had digested throughout the day, clumsily elevated herself upward and finally met up with Carter by his car.

“You look very nice”, Jenna squeaked out a compliment.
Carter smiled, “I wanna look my best when I’m with my favorite girl.”
Carter afterward winked, “You’re very sexy yourself, quite the babe.”

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Carter’s mood switched to a humorous perspective as they drove out to the restaurant, and he was concerned about Jenna’s afternoon, her lazy day he repeatedly called it.

Jenna candidly shared the details, about drinking and watching TV with Larry.
At one point Carter frivolously inquired if perhaps Larry had put the moves on her while they were home alone together.

“Shit, no!” Jenna giggled, “Larry was the perfect gentleman, very sweet to me, and I wasn’t bored at all.”

Carter comically played it up, wily stating, “Well ol Larry might have a crush on you, he says you’re the best looking girl I ever brought home and more charming than I warrant. Thing is, that’s Larry gimmick, he gets you all comfortable with his hospitality, and then he plays on your sentiments.”

Jenna gushed, “I hardly think so, he’s just nice.”

“Oh, nice is he!” Carter chuckled, “You wouldn’t be the first girl he stole from me!”

Jenna fleetingly visualized Larry’s sloppy appearance, his uneducated grammar and his stench.
No way could he possibly move in on Carter’s territory, it would be like swapping a steak dinner for McDonalds.

Jenna’s snicker was on the callous side, “Nah, sweetie, I’m committed to you alone. Larry doesn’t have a chance.”

Carter’s grin grew roomier as he contemplated, “Oh, miss popularity seems to think she’s better than Larry….”

Brushing his hand over Jenna’s knee, Carter finished his thought, “….she’s fixed for a rude lesson.”

However, Carter switched streams and brought up Jake.
“So you’re committed to me, huh, Jen? Jake’s out of the picture then I suppose.”

Jenna blinked; she didn’t expect Jake being brought into the conversation.
Jenna thought fast but her answer was slipshod, “Oh that guy doesn’t enter my mind while we’re together. Let him have his break, I’m going to enjoy myself.”

“Well I tell ya honey”, Carter bluntly admitted, “That pretty boy doesn’t deserve you; he is totally stupid shoving you aside for his money. Just because you’re a maid, he thinks he’s better than you.”

Jenna sighed, her voice seemingly corrupted with doubt, “Nah, Jake is just ambitious, a little too ambitious for putting his career over me but forget about him.”

Carter shook his head, “Sure, babe. Whatever you like!”

Carter knew he had Jenna where he wanted. And while for the moment he put an end to their discussion about Jake, the mind games would persist, and sure enough Jenna would actually believe there was a cultural difference and not work that separated them.

Once reaching their destination Carter pulled his car into the parking and shut off the engine.
Carter loudly cleared his throat as he turned to Jenna, rifling his arm around her shoulder, he drew her body as close to him as possible.

“I want you to close your eyes for a minute, babe. Empty your head and focus on what I’m about to say.”

Jenna replied with a funky expression but did exactly as Carter told her.

Carter brushed his hand delicately over the side of Jenna’s face, whispering in periodically breaths, “Relax and obey your inhibitions, forget all that high school bullshit as if it never existed. You were never popular or very smart. Having fun is all that matters, drink and eat as much as want.”

Carter kissed Jenna, “It’s important that you fit in, it’s important to me because only then can I treat you as you deserve.”

Jenna giggled as she nodded; imagining something much more positive than what Carter really aspired.

Carter unfastened his safety belt, permitting Jenna to open her eyes, and she unfastened her safety belt as Carter leaned over her and shuffled through the glove box and removed a joint.

Jenna glanced over at Carter wide-eyed as she recognized he was lighting up weed.
“You ever smoke pot before?” Carter inquired.

Jenna apprehensively nodded, she did try pot once but it didn’t agree with her and never smoked marijuana again. However, not wanting to sound like a square overtly lied, “Sure, all the time in college.”

Carter bestowed Jenna an unflattering grimace, “Where?”

Jenna for a moment grew tense, realizing that Carter didn’t want such talk from her, she unsmilingly uttered, “I meant with um, some college guys I met at a party.”

Carter took a single drag and then placed the joint in Jenna’s lips, coaching her along with relentless determination, “Just two drags, baby. Two long drags should have you in a partying mood where you ain’t so respectable and straight.”

Jenna inhaled twice, although she was a bit nervous about the results, she did so simply to win Carter’s approval. Jenna remembered how dope made her silly-stupid and revved up her appetite, and although Carter wasn’t aware of this it was exactly what he hoped the pot would do to her.

“Just want you to have a little buzz, sweet thing”, Carter affirmed while he ran his hand up and down her thigh. Jenna ran her fingers through Carter’s hair, “You’re living up to your reputation as a naughty boy,”

Carter grinned in sheer arrogance, playfully denoting, “Jennifer, you’re so cute pretending to be so naive, you have always preferred guys like me.”

Jenna rolled her eyes, handing Carter back the joint which he doused out, she bubbly replied, “I think that’s what I found appealing about you in high school. Shit, you were so rebellious, you know. The bad boy thing, lots of my friends …I mean those preppy girls considered you a loser, I sort of thought you were cool.”

Carter firmly grasp Jenna’s thigh, his eyes fully exposing an ill-disciplined agenda.
Carter calmly addressed Jenna, “To them brats we are losers but we don’t give a fuck about what they think.”

A minor bit of kissing and foreplay ensued, Jenna’s emotions entangled with arousal as Carter massaged her boobs, and then her tummy.

“Never knew how much a plump tummy was a big turn on”, Carter uttered coolly, “You ain’t so skinny anymore but somehow I fancy you like this.”

“Maybe it’s a symbol of my fucking liberation or something”, Jenna purred, “Like, snubbing my nose at the stupid stuff some girls think, maybe the little bit I put on kind of allows me to break rank with them.”

Carter tugged Jenna’s T-shirt upward, his fingertips brushing Jenna’s naked gut, “I sort of think maybe in high school if you didn’t have such idiotic thoughts you may have been a little bit of a fatty and we would have hooked up back then.”

Obviously Carter lied, he would have taunted Jenna just like the other heavy girls but Jenna was far too smitten to realize that.

“Shit, I think so”, Jenna smiled before resuming a little more physical affection.

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The restaurant was packed solid, many if not most of the patrons were Mexican Americans.
Nothing special in terms of ambiance, essentially a Mexican fast food diner. A long counter and tables in back, Jenna surmised the food must be certainly delicious if the place was this crowded.

Once Carter selected a table, he quickly left the scene for a moment to get a waitress. Jenna thought this was somewhat odd since waitresses usually came to the table but she shucked it off as Carter simply being eccentric.

Carter was a regular at the establishment and he sought out a specific waitress, Kathy Estrada.
Kathy was a second generation Mexican-American who worked at the restaurant while putting herself through a community college. A cute young lady with long black hair, her apple shaped 250-pound figure clothed in an oversize T-shirt and sweatpants. Carter handed Kathy a few dollars, surreptitiously instructing her on how to handle Jenna. Although Kathy hardly knew Carter, she obliged him; after all he did promise her a few more extra dollars afterward.

“You’re gonna like it here”, Carter told Jenna once he returned to the table, “I come here all the time, the food is amazing. I’ll order for the both of us.”

The menu was in Spanish so Jenna had no choice but to agree.

Kathy stepped over within minutes, speaking louder than considered necessary as she scoped out Jenna.
“Ah, finally you bring the miss you talk so much about, she pretty, Carter. How she end up with a rascal like you!”

Jenna switched her face over to Carter, unaware that Kathy was playing the Mexican immigrant role.
“You talk about me, here?”
Kathy leaned up against Jenna, her broad hip pressing against Jenna’s upper arm, “Huh-huh, he brags about you, says you really cute and not stuck-up coz you look sweet.”

Kathy’s big belly jiggled as she rotated her chubby body in his direction, “You no exaggerate, she is very spicy. Just what you need to make you decent.”

“Yeah, I guess”, Carter said scratching his head, “What can you recommend? What about the special?

“Ah!” Kathy raucously exclaimed, “Ideal package for eats. The special is very, very appetizing.”
Kathy grinned at Jenna, “You’ll like, your tummy be made happy!”

The establishment didn’t serve beer so Carter ordered a picture of cola.

Talk was cheap as they conversed, nothing paramount other than Carter rehashing how proud he felt being out with her. Jenna was quite charmed as he warbled to the positive her feminine attributes and how well she tried to fitting into his less than admired social class.

Kathy soon returned with their meals, Jenna wasn’t especially impressed with the cuisine which was basically several tacos and four burritos. Jenna ate rather slowly but crudely, speaking while she chewed and making yummy sounds. Carter had eaten his full, Jenna continued nibbling.

“I’ve had enough”, Jenna sighed, laying her hand over her swollen tummy, “Please, it’s all yours…” she added a bit sluggishly while peering over the remaining two tacos.

Carter nodded, and while Jenna looked down at her distended stomach, Carter signaled Kathy over.

“Hey Kathy, we’ll take these to go”, Carter said unnecessarily inconsiderate, “My girl’s had enough.”

Kathy winked at Carter, turning to Jenna, she humorously warbled, “Now miss, your man like you to finish, why not?”

Jenna gave Carter an embarrassed glance, then addressed Kathy, “I’m just full, I can’t eat anymore.”

“No be like that, ain’t the old saying, ’bones are for dogs, men like meat? You finish them tacos; you give Carter something to hold unto.”

Jenna squinted, but politely refused, “It’s not a question of my weight, I’m just not hungry anymore.”

Carter chuckled, “Her weight shouldn’t be a question, huh Kathy? Ain’t she adorable, plump belly and all!”

Kathy chimed in agreement, “Yes, lots of skinny girls ain’t as cute as you, I swear miss, you’re a fine looking lady.”

Jenna tilted her head, her eyes latching unto Carter, “If it’ll make you happy.”

Carter was indeed amused by Jenna’s capitulation, adding to his victory was the sloppy method in which she gobbled up the tacos.

Once the anarchic shenanigans were through, Jenna made a break for the ladies room where she reapplied her makeup and adjusted her jeans. This gave Carter time to hand over Kathy a few extra dollars, and marvel at her routine.

Just as the pair made tracks toward the exit, Kathy grabbed Jenna by the arm, and shared a little advice, “Excuse me miss, be happy you have guy who isn’t critical about how much food you eat, lots of men not like that!”

Kathy giggled as Jenna blurted, “Yeah, it’s really obvious.”

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Carter noticed the unsteady mechanics to Jenna’s stride as they walked to his car.
“How you feeling?” Carter inquired.

Jenna wasn’t shy about admitting, “A little dizzy and overstuffed. You got to excuse me a little, ain’t smoked grass in a long time, so I might start talking stupid.”

Carter grinned and playfully taunted her, “You do look stuffed, babe.”

Jenna wasn’t at all insulted by Carter’s seemingly weird sense of humor, and exploded in a shrill of gawky laughter.
Carter chuckled, securely grasping Jenna’s belly, giving it a shake, “Damn, girl! You’re really growing.
Jenna playfully bounced her hip against Carter’s body, the booming giggling unwavering, “Well it’s you to blame!”

Reaching Carter’s car, Jenna fluttered her eyes, remarking with an elongated smile, “Thanks for dinner though, I totally liked it.”

Carter chivalrously opened the door for Jenna, even giving her hand climbing into car.
“There you go, honey.”

“You’re so sweet”, Jenna gushed, “I haven’t known you to be a gentleman…”
Jenna squinted with a funky smirk, “That didn’t come out right.”
Carter rolled his fingers off Jenna’s cheek, “It’s cool, I know what you meant.”

Carter walked over to the driver side, giving Jenna a brief kiss before pulling out of the parking lot and driving off to the bar.

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The couple rounded out the evening at the bar, sharing each other’s company while drinking beer and occasional shots of vodka.

….. Near closing time, the crowd diminished, ‘Help Me Make It Through The Night’ playing on the jukebox.

Carter slipped his carcass off the stool, planting his hands over the flabbiness of Jenna’s waist.
Jenna slowly positioned her body to his advantage, laying both arms over his shoulders, her liquor-up smile puffing up her cheeks.

Carter favored Jenna with a sloppy kiss, his chest aligned with her boobs, his hands still working her waist. Carter maneuvered his hands unto Jenna’s belly, and she purred contently as his hands slowly traveled up and down the doughy slope of her spherical shaped belly.

Jenna tilted her head; the chemistry she felt couldn’t deny a longer, fervent - sweltering kiss.
Carter nimbly hiked up Jenna’s T-shirt, exposing her plump belly out in the open, laying his hands horizontal; he proceeded to softly squeeze the fatty tissue. Jenna slipped a hand downward, her lips squarely upon Carter’s, and grabbing the material, tried to pull it back down over her protruding belly but to no prevail as he covered her hand with his own, and steered it away.

The kissing came to an almost immediate halt as Carter playfully pinched an inch worth of her belly fat, and he humorously but softly uttered, “Your belly’s too damn sexy to hide.”

Jenna slanted her body into Carter’s arms, her faint voice rippling with insecurity, “Not here, sweetie, at home…”

Carter gently pushed Jenna away, playfully giving her belly a firm smack, subsequently giggling, “Shit! Girl, your chubby belly is too damn yummy!”

Jenna mischievously smirked, noting as she managed to conceal the majority of her belly, “Glad you approve but really, Carter, I’m embarrassed coz it’s gotten so fat.”

Carter took on an authoritative stance, situating a hand over her belly, he then flattered Jenna, “You shouldn’t be embarrassed, not at all. The look of your belly is a big turn on, even more if you show it off in public, it’s that cute.”

Jenna lifted her eyebrows, biting her lip for a moment, “I um, ain’t so crazy about showing it off but if you like me too.”

Carter repeatedly tapped her belly, his expression building with excitement, “Oh yeah, yes! Start wearing tube tops and stuff, show off that sexy belly of yours!”

Jenna fluttered her eyes, “Alright, babe. If that’s what you like, I’m all in.”

Carter enthusiastically took Jenna into his arms and fervently kissed her.
“She’s going to look even more ridiculous showing off that big fat belly”, Carter sneakily pondered.

Carter pulled himself out from the embrace, serenely pitching the idea of taking themselves home to continue this romantic episode. Jenna ran her fingers off the side of Carter’s face, agreeing with a shameless smile. “I think so, hon, that be just fine by me.”


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Immendately upon reaching Carter’s apartment, he politely grabbed Jenna a beer and then asked if she would like to smoke a little more weed.

Jenna enaged in a messy swig of beer then shrugged her shoulders at the mention of some more pot.

“Yeah, Carter”, the heavily intoxicated Jenna responded with a wacky grin, “Just a drag or two coz like pot makes me fiercely hungry and stupid.”

Carter didn’t reply, he simply lit the joint, took a drag and handed it to her.
Jenna sipped her beer, then took a drag, handing the joint back to Carter.

From there Carter led Jenna into his bedroom, they finished their beers, and within minutes both were naked. Carter was already sprawled out over the mattress as Jenna paused a moment before climbing into bed. She absentmindly slapped her belly while going into her purse for a candy bar.
“Need the energy!” Jenna supplied the excuse with a shrill of a mischievous squeak.
“You’re totally more than I can handle”, she added with a giggle.

Carter smiled as he gazed over Jenna’s out of condition figure, carrying more weght then ever before. “The pompous cheerleader’s done gone looking sloppy”, Carter snidely chuckled in his mind.

Jenna clumsily crawled into bed, willingly taking the top position as the mating commenced.
The effects of the alcohol surely contaminated Jenna’s effort in pleasing her man, but Carter laid back and enjoyed the activity the best he could.

Jenna was intensely aroused, grinding and whirling, her belly jiggling with the swaying of her hefty breasts. After a while Carter maneuvered Jenna into a doggy style position, playfully smacking her beefy heart-shaped butt cheeks, before handling her hips.
Jenna cracked a tremendously voluble screech as Carter entered her, causing him to inanely chuckle, “Can you handle me, babe!”

Jenna winced, snorting an overexcited “O-o-o-h oh-h… Yes!”

Carter’s thrusted deeper into Jenna, her groaning becoming louder and louder, her body trembling with every shove. The vigorous activity revved up Jenna’s arousal, and she put more energy into the mating. Maneuvering her hips and rocking her hindquarters, causing Carter to giggle, “There you go, girl!”

Jenna was profoundly delighted with Carter’s sexually prowess, her body thoroughly ached in sexual satisfaction, Carter likewise was thrilled with the ride.

“Damn, you’re so beautiful!” Carter shouted out, “Never had such a fully packed woman, you’re better off fat!”

Jenna was far too delirious to be insulted, although Carter’s remark about being beautiful caused a brief smile to hop on her face.

Jenna felt Carter’s body shift as he pulled out just before shooting his load into her.
Jenna dropped down unto the mattress with her full weight, uttering a jarring squeal as Carter playfully squeezed her butt-cheek before resting along side of her.

“How ya feel baby?” Carter breathlessly inquired.
“Won ….wonderful”, Jenna answered back with an exhausted grunt.

Carter brought his hand over Jenna’s backside, massaging the lower portion of her back and rump.
“Got work tomorrow, honey, its lights out for me”, Carter quietly remarked.
Jenna rolled onto her side, her lips meeting Carter’s, upon a kiss, she snuggled up against him, soon they were fast asleep.

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Carter stumbled into the kitchen in need of coffee to start his engine. Jenna was already there, entertaining her appetite on baloney and mayonaise.

“I got the hungries, sorry I helped myself….” Jenna peeped awkwardly.
Carter grinned, “It’s cool, help yourself.”
“I’ll get the coffee started and make your breakfast”, Jenna said while nibbling on a spoonful of mayonaise.

Carter shook his head, “I’d like that, gonna shower, okay.”

Jenna managed to make Carter a modest breakfast of scrabbled eggs, bacon and coffee.
Carter returned to the kitchen soon after and they shared breakfast together as if they had been an ongoing couple for years.

Jenna hardly looked her best, her wilted hair seeming glued to her face, the T-shirt clasping her breasts while the threadbare material occasionally riding upward depending on her motion, exposing the beefy condition of her imposing gut while her thicker upper arms subtly jiggled.

Carter was duly exhilarated by Jenna’s slipshod appearance, she couldn’t have looked more genuine to his environment, if his agenda did come into fruition, she would willingly be seen like this in public and think nothing of it.

Jenna laid her hand over her belly as she poured Carter his second cup of coffee, her grin tranquil, and he returned the smile. Jenna resumed her seat at the table, plopping down on the chair as if she weighed 300-pounds.

Jenna asked if Carter was going to finish the eggs, “They’re all yours”, he cordially answered back.
Jenna anxiously if not enthusiastically grabbed the pan and filled up her plate with what remained of the scrabbled eggs.

“I really hate to go but I gotta get back”, Jenna mildly pouted, “But I’ll be back next week.”

Carter sipped his coffee, his tone nothing short of pleasant, “I know, it’s cool. I do look forward to seeing you and having you over.”

Jenna concurred to the positive, “I can’t wait, being with you is so much fun, you know.”
Jenna then mischievously giggled which caught Carter’s curiosity and he promptly asked her to relinquish the cause of the giggle.

Jenna continued to feed as she plainly told Carter, “Oh I enjoy your company, you know all about that. But like, back in school you had that bad boy reputation, it’s kind of rebellious fun to um, connect with you on your level than being so preppy. You understand?”

Carter smirked, “I know what you mean. You find it exciting to ignore your pompous background, and being able to indulge in conduct lots of people would say is unbecoming to a decent woman.”

“Shiiiiitttt!” Jenna blurted out with her mouth full of eggs, “You know lots of stuff about things….”

Carter completely understood that Jenna was implying that he was smarter than she thought, although he didn’t let it get under his skin. “Some genuis you are”, Carter slyly pondered, “You’re on track to flunk out of school!”

As their time together was on the verge of ending, Carter asked Jenna if she could clean up a little before journeying back to Dora’s home. Jenna submissively agreed.

At the door just as Carter was about to leave for work, he added another request, “Try getting off next Saturday, my friend is having a party, I’d like it so much if you could join me.”

“Oh I’ll try, darling”, Jenna contemplatively uttered, “Dora usually has me do the laundry on Saturdays but I’ll try.”

Carter seized Jenna’s upper arms, and bestowed an affectionate kiss, tacting on another yet another request, “You have a bathing suit? Wear it, it’s a pool party. Okay?”

Jenna whimsically giggled, “I wouldn’t be wearing my bikini, I sort of outgrew it. But, yeah, I’ll wear my bathing suit, it’s nothing fancy though.”

Another kiss and Carter was off to the factory.

Jenna went about sprucing up the house, remaining long enough to tidy up the bathroom and Carter’s bedroom. She even made Larry breakfast and devoured another plate of scrabbled eggs with bacon.

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On Jenna’s trek back to Dora’s home she made a conscious effort in resuming her rational sense and behavior. And obviously get back to the grind of dieting.


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[Matt L.]

Dora was lounging outside enjoying the night air with a glass of cola, conversing with Betsy over the phone, diligently bringing her up to speed on current events.

"Jenna didn’t say much about being with Carter other than saying she had a nice time. I was sort of surprised that she immediately went back to work, almost as if she never went over to see him. The girl is still determined to lose weight, hardly eating much of anything at dinner and now she’s out power walking, well at least making an effort.”

Betsy couldn’t really indulge in the conversation because she was on a date but she encouraged Dora to keep her in the loop and to watch for anymore progress in terms of weight gain.

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Dora had been off the phone for only a short while when Jenna joined her on the patio.
Jenna appeared exhausted, and she heaved a long sigh as she parked her ass onto the lawn chair.

Dora acknowledged Jenna with a friendly smile, “Still at it, battling the bulge that is. Do you think you lost any weight?”

Dora could tell by Jenna’s expression that she was worried.
“I only hope, but I’m not going to weigh myself until the weekend.”

Dora responded with a caked on smile, “One pound at a time, Jen. If you lose too much too fast, it all comes back with a vengeance.”

“That’s what I heard”, Jenna uttered somewhat melancholic, “I’d hate for Jake to see me this heavy, and I’ll be embarrassed returning to school like this.”
Jenna added with a crestfallen sniffle, “I couldn’t stand the ridicule.”
A sly smile slipped upon Dora’s lips, she understood Jenna’s fear of ridicule. She projected an aura of superiority and more than likely treated the bigger girls with distain. Jenna couldn’t be so haughty if she became a member of their club.

Jenna noticed Dora’s smile and asked if there was something on her mind.

Dora shook her head, recognizing this was the perfect opportunity to convince Jenna to stay on as nanny throughout the autumn.

“Well, yes, Jenna. Have you ever considered taking some online courses instead of going back to the university? I mean, you’re thinking about switching your major, this will give you ample time to discover what you really want to do, plus you’ll be able to remain in Beluga Lake and work on your relationship with Jake.”

Jenna tilted her head, her body language rather liberal as she pondered the idea.
Finally Jenna cracked such an immense smile that it doubled the size of her double chin.
“That could work; I mean psychology has gotten kinda boring to me now. I could take a couple elective courses on line, and go back after winter break when I figure out exactly what I want in a career.”

“Um”, Jenna then added glumly, “Won’t Mr. Wolt be back, how will he feel about me staying on as the children’s nanny?”

“You’re kidding”, Dora softly chuckled, “Barron will be tickled pink having some cute young chick fetching him coffee and keeping the house tidy. I’d like you to stay, Jenna.”

Jenna happily agreed, “I’d like too.”

Dora began to stand up, “I’m going to get another cola, you want one?”

Jenna interrupted Dora, “Yeah but you let me get them, I can stand the exercise.”
Dora contentedly nodded, Jenna then popped inside the house for the soft drinks.

A scandalous grin hopped upon Dora’s face as she deviously muttered, “That’s right, princess, you stay put and by winter time you just might be altogether done with college, least of all I’ll be able to supervise your swelling shape.”

On that note Dora brought up Jenna’s possible career choices when she returned with the soft drinks.

Jenna didn’t answer the question right away; she sipped her cola and then bobbled her head sideways.

Dora noticed the quirky if not befuddled expression upon her face, and the manner in which she caressed her belly hinted at some anxiety.

“My career has to be something important, I need to make a comfortable living, but then again, Jake is ambitious, and he’s wealthy. I don’t need something too prom….prom…”

Dora realized that Jenna was having a difficult time coming up with the specific word and helped her out, “Prominent?”

Jenna repeatedly shook her head, “Yes ma’am! Prominent, I don’t need a prominent career when Jake is successful.”

Dora scratched her head, “I suppose that’s right but don’t you want to accomplish some success on your own?”

Jenna guzzled the remainder of her cola, resting her hand over her belly, she admitted, “Of course, I’m not some girl who wants to get by with some menial job. I’m better than that.”

Dora insolently commented in her thoughts, “You think.”

Jenna faintly tapped her belly, “I suppose I got plenty of time to sort things out before deciding, gotta register first though. Is it possible I could use your computer to sign up for classes?”

“Of course, honey”, Dora stated pleasantly, “Anytime you like, let me know when you’re ready.”

Dora finished her cola and then glided herself upward off the chair.
“I’m going to call it a night, sleep well.”

Jenna likewise stood up, “Me too, I guess.”

As the pair strolled indoors, Dora politely informed Jenna, “There’s leftover turkey in the fridge and April dropped over a pie in case you’d like a snack before turning in.”

Jenna was quite unswerving, “Nope, thanks anyway. But I’m all the more determined to lose weight.”
Jenna cradled her bloated bulge, and awkwardly sighed, “I sort of neglected my diet over by Carter’s place.”

Dora spun around, “Really? How so?”

Jenna slowly walked over to the fridge and grabbed another can of cola.

“I just went overboard with the food, it was ridiculous how much I ate”, Jenna said dolefully.
Jenna enjoyed a swig of cola, giggling afterward, “Damn, it doesn’t help that he finds me attractive despite the weight I gained.”

Dora playfully replied with a chuckle, “Seems you got yourself involved with a chub chaser, a guy who likes chubby gals. How’s that working for ya?”

Jenna’s mood became utterly playful as well, “I’m surprised! Back in school he made fun of the big mommas, you know.”

“Even Betsy, I remember once he asked why I hang out with the fatty”, Jenna said with a distorted grin.

Jenna paced the floor, giddily buzzing, “Now it seems Carter has a liking for heavier women, he compliments me all the time, says I’m beautiful. You can’t imagine how wonderful that makes me feel.”

Several thoughts zigzagged through Dora’s mind, and she felt overwhelmed with curiosity.
“Well, sweetie, do you feel beautiful?”

Jenna chugged the remainder of the cola, answering after a quiet burp.
“Be sure, Dora. When I’m around Carter I do feel more than beautiful, practically sexy, I mean, like….”

Jenna paused, nervous tension revving up her appetite, and she continued while helping herself to the leftover turkey.

“….I suppose where Carter is from, that is his part of town, a girl can afford to be a little chubby.
Carter is very supportive, body wise that is, but um….”

“It’s almost like he wants me to be fat!” Jenna mischievously giggled.

“Really?” Dora bluntly inquired, “I suspect you have no intention of stripping away your need to diet then? Even though he admires your figure.”

Jenna spoke as she switched from the turkey to a big chunk of pie, “It’s like this, Dora. It’s nice that Carter finds me appealing carrying the extra pounds and I appreciate his thoughtfulness but Jake is my main guy, I’m only involved with Carter until Jake is able to spend time with me.”

“The diet is on…” Jenna added, her cheeks bloated with pie, “….nest….next time with…when I’m with Carter…I’ll be a little more cautious….” Jenna remarked while chewing.

Dora tapped her own big belly, chirping aloud, “Ah, I get it! Carter is simply a means for some fun, to amuse you while Jake is out of the picture.”

Jenna shoved another generous piece of pie into her mouth, “That’s right….”
Jenna paused briefly to wash the pie down with some cola, once again nibbling on the turkey, “A woman needs attention, and Carter fills the spot. You do understand, right, Dora.

Dora smiled, “Well, you’re young and cute, why waste your looks and feminine wilds while the other guy is away. Not like you’re married.”

Jenna tilted her head and dotingly grinned, “Point well made. Thanks, I knew you’d understand.”

“What’s there not to understand”, Dora said somewhat benignly while Jenna returned the plates of turkey and pie to the fridge.

Jenna approached Dora, wiping the excess food off her lips before relating, “Um, I do have a problem.”

“Yes, Jenna, what is it?” asked Dora.

“I know I’m asking a lot and I don’t mean to take advantage of your hospitality but could I please have off Saturday?” Jenna squinted.

“Saturday is laundry day”, Dora firmly replied.

“I know, Dora”, Jenna stated, the hint of a whine in her voice, “But Carter invited me to this pool party, I’d really like to go. Please, I’ll do the wash on Friday.”


Dora rubbed her chin as the wheels rolled in her mind, certain things Jenna just mention about Carter were indeed fascinating.
“If Carter is so fond of her plump figure, and she did say it’s almost like he wants her fat”, Dora construed, “Cautious with her diet, not hardly, she’s a hog that lacks willpower.”

Dora elevated her chin, “Maybe some extra time with Carter could be a boon to my plan”, she quelled her inner thoughts with a breezy chuckle.

Taking Jenna by the shoulders, Dora sweetly hummed, “Sure, take Saturday off….”
Dora’s smile grew wider, “You know, I was thinking about taking the kids over to my sister’s place for a visit, so I’ll tell ya what. I’ll give you a little vacation, Jen. Starting Wednesday until Monday. Have your fun….”

Dora didn’t want to appear too lenient with Jenna, she didn’t want to take the chance of her getting wind of her scheme, thus she tacked on a condition, “…but be clear of this young lady, once you get back, you’ll have no more than 2 days off in a row until at least my husband gets back.”

Jenna giggled, “Yes, ma’am. I understand. Thanks, Dora.”

Jenna hugged Dora, her rambunctious giggle echoing throughout the kitchen.

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The next day Dora phoned Betsy and went through the details concerning Jenna and her relationship with Carter.

Betsy was just as curious as Dora, affirming the fact that Carter was undeniably rude to the heavier females at school, finding it very strange that he accepted Jenna’s expanding figure without issue.

“I really find it hard to believe Carter’s attitude toward heavy girls would turn 1-80, that’s awfully implausible”, Betsy related at one point during the discussion, “I mean the guy was a jerk to us chubby girls, entirely crude and obnoxious. Although Carter did put the moves on Jenna when she was in shape, I think something must be up because I so doubt he’s really all that interested in her now.”

Dora asked plainly, “Think it’s a bad idea for her to be around him?”

“I have to think that over”, Betsy replied, “Maybe I ought to call Jenna myself, try to pick her mind for legitimate answers.”

After a moment of thought, Betsy agreed, “Yes, I’ll give her a call tonight, and get a better idea of what’s going on.”


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Jenna stood in front of the mirror with her T-shirt rolled up, her protruding belly spilling outward over her scruffy looking sweatpants. Jenna’s brilliant tan had naturally faded, her skin tone literally milky white, though this hardly registered any real significance now, she was mainly concerned about the look of her beefy belly. Jenna’s belly was distinctively round, the tissue soft and mushy, and the reddish-brown hue of her stretch mark more prominent than ever.

Dimples formed in Jenna’s cheeks, her second chin marginally expanding, the purpose of the inspection was in direct obligation to Carter’s wish that she would show off her belly while together.
Jenna’s syrupy grin increased in size as Carter entered her mind, and she would sidestep her insecurity to please him despite being fat.

Just as Jenna began giving herself a gentle belly rub, her phone went off. Jenna anxiously pounced on her phone thinking perhaps it was Carter, her smile decreasing in size upon discovering it was Betsy.

Betsy was almost brazen to the point, but first, and politely asked Jenna how she’s been before questioning her about Carter and the time they spent together.

Jenna climbed aboard her bed, sprawled out comfortably while sharing tidbits she wouldn’t dare tell anyone else other than her best friend.

Betsy was at first shocked about the sexual activity, then realized that Jenna’s libido was out of whack due to the hormones, and with that she simply advised Jenna about Carter using protection and reminded her about Jake, and that he was a much bigger deal than Carter.

Jenna laid on her back, brushing her fingers along the slope of her belly, “Huh-uh, yeah, Betsy. Jake is the real deal, Carter is a simple fling so I won’t get too crazy.”

It was then that Jenna confided to Betsy about Carter’s attitude, that she should make believe she was never popular or preppy and that she was only another social misfit from the other side of the tracks.

“I know it’s totally weird but Carter isn’t bothered at all about my weight, he says I’m beautiful and I shouldn’t be pressured to be skinny, and to eat and drink as much as I want when I’m with him.”

“Oh, really”, Betsy said calmly, “Well honey, you need to use discipline if you really want to lose weight, you can’t go too overboard.”

In truth Betsy’s concern and advice wasn’t on the level, she was aware that dieting was now utterly pointless for her friend, but she gaily considered the drastic effect overindulging would have on her figure.

Jenna pinched an inch of her belly fat, the flab having a bit of a rubbery texture, “I know all about that, Betsy. I might put my diet on a hold when I’m with Carter but over here I’m watching my appetite like nobody’s business.”

“Anyway”, Jenna added composedly, “How often do I see Carter, whatever weight I put on will be erased when I’m at Dora’s. I’m not going to turn into a dumpy fat cow.”

Betsy suppressed her giggle, “I guess you’re right.”

The conversation changed streams as Jenna then brought up her decision to take a few on-line courses and too return to school for the winter semester.

“Ain’t it cool, Betsy!”, Jenna enthusiastically peeped, “This will give us time to hang out more often, and by then Jake shouldn’t be so busy with work, so we can finally be together.”

Betsy wanted to snootily reply, saying something akin to, “Well we’ll see, Jen. Right now I’m very busy with the on-line courses, and when I’m not studying I’m out with Denise or on a date!”

However, Betsy was patient, she wanted to wait until Jenna was an official blimp and Jake had jilted her before making such an insensitive announcement.
Betsy instead played it cool, “Oh of course!”, she said ultra bubbly, “I look forward to hanging out with you but I guess all your spare time is being reserving for your stud-muffin!”

Jenna giggled, “Ah, yeah!”

Betsy giggled along, Jenna’s next comment catching her by complete surprise.
“Being with Carter is something of a relief I gotta admit. I can just lighten up and forget all about being high maintenance, I mean like slipping into a world where appearance and wealth mean shit and basically give into my urges.”

Betsy cracked a wily grin, although she faked a tone of concern, “Whoa… Jenna, you’re kidding, right? Girls like that are gutter trash; you don’t want to be like them!”

Jenna rolled her eyes and heaved a nasally sigh, “Goodness no, Betsy. I just like having the chance to break away from all the hassle that is required for preppy girls. Matter of fact, Carter prefers me to dress a little trashy and not be so smart, he even told his friends that I was sent to a reform school so they’d think I was a bad girl. Isn’t that a little exciting?”

Again Betsy pondered over Jenna’s comments, such a negligent lifestyle could possibly ruin more than Jenna’s appearance but her repurtation as well. She could end up a heavyset bar broad with very few chances to improve her life and live in absolute poverty. Betsy wanted Jenna fat and needy, not gutter trash.

Betsy cleared her throat, this time she spoke with legitimate concern, “Okay, Jenna. Fun is fun, I can understand that but remember you’re better than Carter and his kind of people, don’t get too carried away with it.”

Betsy wasn’t sure if her statement was stern enough and thus she tacked on, “Remember his class is inferior, if you get too involved with him, you’ll not only lose Jake but me as a friend. I don’t associate with white trash!”

“Ohhhhh! Betsy!” Jenna exclaimed as she brought her plump body upward, “I’m not really going to get hooked up with Carter! Shit, it’s just until Jake isn’t so busy.”

“I hope so”, Betsy affirmed, “We used to avoid those people in high school, remember. They’re losers.”

Jenna dropped her head, cupping her belly, she gave it a shake.
“It’s just …” Jenna’s voice soften, and she broadcast her insecurity, “Around them I don’t feel so unattractive being fat, Carter thinks I’m attractive and his friends treat me normal.”

Betsy squinted, “Whatever that means. But um…” Betsy continued with sugar coated encouragement, “I hardly think you’re unattractive, of course you’ve become rather plump, stay on track with your diet, you’ll lose the weight.”

“Damn straight!” Jenna loudly chuckled, “I’ll be wearing my bikini again before the end of summer.”

Somehow, perhaps in desperate need to keep her friend from becoming too involved with Carter, Miles entered Betsy’s head, and she candidly informed Jenna, “You know ol Miles lives just down the road from you, you can spend time with him if you need a male companion.”

Jenna immediately balked at the suggestion but in a much more civil term than she would have when she was in better shape. “I haven’t thought about Miles at all, and while he is sweet, Carter is totally hot! I mean totally. I couldn’t possibly have sex with Miles when the opportunity with Carter is available.”

“Who said anything about sex”, Betsy irritably retorted, upon sighing out loud, she regained her wits and serenely told Jenna, “I know for sure Miles finds you attractive, and even though he’s in a relationship with Kelly Campbell, he’ll show all kinds of attention. Safe, responsible, gentleman style attention.”

Jenna fleetingly felt a bit jealous concerning Miles’s so-called romance with Kelly, and she couldn’t resist stating her opinion, “Kelly, ug. Miles’s can do better than her; she doesn’t even like him as a boyfriend! Stupid fat slob, he’s a moron for thinking she’ll ever become his girlfriend.”

Betsy recognized that Jenna must have developed some fond feelings for Miles or else she wouldn’t have spoken out so derisively.

“All I’m saying is that if you have an itch that needs to be scratched, you should look up Miles”, Betsy melodiously chirped.

Betsy’s theory coming into solid fact as Jenna softly uttered, “Well….when she finally breaks his heart, and it will happen, you and me got to be supportive, look after him. You know?”

“Sure”, Betsy replied, “Miles is so hopped up on that beauty queen, he’ll be demoralized.”

“Beauty queen!”, Jenna sarcastically warbled, “From what I hear, Kelly dyes her hair and has a big ass!”

Betsy laughed, “Ain’t you the catty minx!”

Once the conversation concluded, Jenna inched herself off the bed and resumed checking her appearance.

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Dora permitted Jenna to rummage through her attic for clothes, and gladly. Although Jenna’s attempt at dieting was much more successful than not while over at Dora’s, it was obvious she was starting to outgrow her wardrobe. The astute older woman wasn’t sure if Jenna was simply plain ignorant to the fact she was getting heavier or just too proud to admit it. In any case, Jenna didn’t appear all that grumpy or sour, even when she had difficulty signing on at school for two on-line courses and going without snacking.

Wednesday afternoon once she had done the laundry, Jenna approached Dora for permission to start her vacation. Dora was appropriately civil, wishing her lots of fun but to keep in mind until further notice her days off wouldn’t be so lengthy.

Jenna wore no make-up on route to Carter’s home located in the bad section of Beluga Lake.
She likewise didn’t go overboard with her gorgeous locks, combing her hair but avoiding hair gel or spray. Jenna’s attire was a girlie-girl blouse of a vibrant pink hue, and baggy blue jeans. Jenna was quite aware she didn’t look all that exciting but she would change her clothes before Carter would get home from work.

Jenna pulled her car into the driveway, unlocking the trunk, she grabbed the pair of suitcases that had been stored away in Dora’s attic and then made her trek to the abode Carter shared with Larry.

Larry once again answered the door and invited Jenna in with a cordial, “Hey Jennifer, let me have your luggage, go grab a beer.”

“You’re such a gentleman!” Jenna peeped, handing Larry the suitcases before strolling into the kitchen for a can of beer.

“I’ll put these in Carter’s room!” Larry laughed out loud, his eyes glued onto Jenna’s lush behind as it faintly vibrated with her every step.

Larry eventually joined Jenna in the kitchen where she was nursing a beer, “How you been?”

Jenna surveyed the kitchen as she sucked down the beer like a professional bar tart. Wanting to blend in appropriately, Jenna delivered her reply with a slightly uncultured sounding timbre.
“Same old shit, different pile. You know how it is when you’re working for folks who think they’re better than you.”

“Fucking yeah”, Larry answered back.
“Um, Carter be calling you, probably around four o’clock”, Larry informed Jenna as he helped himself to a brew; “I think he said four?”

Jenna set the can of beer on the table, nodding to Larry while she surveyed the dishes and cookware piled in the sink and the generally messy condition of the kitchen.

“I reckon I’ll tidy up some, I guess the maid must be out”, Jenna lightly chuckled at her attempt at humor.

Larry acknowledged Jenna with a funky grin, “Thanks, I appreciate it. Now there’s plenty of stuff in the fridge and cupboard in case you wanna snack, Carter even got you some chocolates.”

“Cool!” Jenna replied rather spunky.

Larry spun around, “I’ll be watching TV, please join me when you get done.”

Jenna tidied up the kitchen including washing the dishes, afterward grabbing another beer and joining Larry in front of the TV. A while later Carter called but it wasn’t what Jenna expected.

“I’m happy you’re over a couple extra days but I have things to do that I can’t slack off on”, Carter told Jenna. Carter was actually preoccupied with his actual girlfriend, naturally he couldn’t tell this to Jenna.

“Shit, honey”, Jenna warbled, “I wuz like, gonna make you a fine dinner, when you think we can get together?”

Carter smiled at Jenna’s pretend air-head tone and obtuse vocabulary.
“Damn, she’s trying awfully hard to please me”, Carter snickered to himself, and he couldn’t deny being turned on by the brilliant college student’s effort in trying to come off as a gutter trash bimbo.

“Tell ya what, babe”, Carter caved in, “Meet me tonight at the bar around ten o’clock. I think I’ll have time for a couple beers with you.”

“Ohhhh, that be outrageous!” Jenna giggled.

Carter played it off somewhat nonchalant, “Then we can discuss some kind of schedule coz until Friday I’m very busy with people.”

Jenna sighed, “Okay, sure, hon. Then it’s tonight at ten.”

Jenna spoke with Carter for a brief period of time where she flirted over the phone although she did bring up cleaning the kitchen. Carter thanked Jenna, subsequently asking her to wash some of his laundry and bed sheets while she was there if she became a little bored. Jenna easily agreed in order to appease Carter.

The rest of the afternoon was quite uneventful for Jenna. She did the laundry and cleaned the living room, later on she shared a bucket of chicken with Larry for dinner, along with mashed potatoes and onion rings, and then lounged around in front of the TV drinking beer and snacking on chocolate.

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Jenna lost track of time and was half-smashed when she noticed the minutes closing in on Ten O’clock. Hurrying into Carter’s bedroom Jenna wasted no time in getting ready to meet up with Carter at the bar.

Tossing her clothes onto the floor, she then heaved one of the suitcases unto the bed, and then rummaged through the collection of clothes that she brought along.

Jenna withdrew a top tube out from the suitcase, turquioise in color and of a stretchy material; she had purposely selected the garment to please Carter since he desired her to show off her belly.

Jenna squeakily sighed as she wiggled into the top, her big boobs mildly bouncing while she adjusted the fabric. A quick glance into the mirror brought a smile to Jenna’s lips; her buxom assets were still firm and shapely, causing her to feel intensely sexy.

Next up Jenna struggled into leggings of a garish shade of blue. Jenna’s pronounce potbelly sailed over the waist band, the lower portion of her tummy equipped with a small doughy looking pouch of fat.

“Well…” Jenna cracked an inane grin, “At least Carter will like this…”

Using both hands, Jenna gave her bulbous belly a fierce shake, “Damn! I’m big!”

The leggings advertised more than the minor spurt of growth to her ass but its acute bubble shape as well as her thighs which were taking on a chunky appearance.



Jenna paused for a moment to run a comb through her hair, then slipped on her sneakers, yelling out loud, “Larry! Larry! I’m ready!”

Larry favored Jenna with a drive over to the bar where she waited for Carter.


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Jenna had a couple beers while waiting for Carter, lingering among his crew of barflies who smelled awful and were far too drunk to carry on a civil conversation.
Yet Jenna was cordial and played up the uncultured bad girl routine without a hitch.

10:30, Carter had yet to show, 11:00, still no Carter.

Quarter after eleven, Jenna ordered a final beer with a whiskey chaser.
Sipping the beer, she eyed the shot glass of Jim Beam.
“Maybe he ain’t gonna to show”, Jenna contemplated out loud.

Jenna seized the shot glass, hesitating before slugging down the entire shot of Jim Beam.
Jenna hardly coughed at all; the whiskey’s taste no longer seemed so harsh.

Jenna slid off the bar stool, and engaged in a modest swig of beer.

It was then that Carter walked through the door and made a beeline toward Jenna.

Jenna swung her backside up against the bar and manipulated her body into stance that would prominently broadcast her naked belly, “Hey….sugar …..what‘z up?”
Jenna sultry tone somewhat hindered by the alcohol she had digested throughout the evening.

Carter was quite captivated but not for the reason Jenna anticipated.

“This is incredible, damn incredible”, Carter thought to himself, “She’s showing off her belly like I told her too, having no idea how fat and tacky she looks.”

However, Carter played it up as if Jenna was still the same slender vixen he remembered from high school.

“You look scrumptious, babe”, Carter said as he brushed his fingertips over the slope of Jenna’s belly, “very hot.”

Jenna fluttered her eyes and smiled, “Well sweetie, I aim to please my man.”

Carter kept one hand over the side of Jenna’s belly, inching his face forward, they shared a long sensual kiss.

Jenna flung her arms around Carter’s neck, pressing her imposing gut into his body.
Carter cradled her belly with both hands, caressing it vigorously, Jenna peeping an aroused sigh.

After a moment, Carter brought the kissing to an abrupt conclusion, releasing Jenna from his arms; he stepped toward the bar and ordered a beer.

Jenna edged herself beside Carter, her sparkling eyes corresponding to her saucy smile.

“I was thinking you weren’t going to show up”, Jenna said, wrapping her arm around Carter’s waist.
Carter swayed his face toward Jenna, “It couldn’t be helped, hon.”

Carter sipped his beer then lit a cigarette, musing over the exact reason why he showed up late and it wasn’t only because he was carrying on with his genuine girlfriend.

Carter deliberately showed up late because he wanted Jenna to experience exactly what he experienced when they were in high school and she’d agreed to go out with him and never showed up.
Eventually Carter would stand up her but tonight he simply wanted to play hard to get.

Jenna brought her hand to the back of Carter’s head and whirled her fingers through his hair.
Carter didn’t show any reaction and only nursed his beer.

“I wanna make you a nice dinner, maybe tomorrow?” Jenna inquired.

Carter rubbed the side of his face, his tone starkly indifferent.
“We’ll see, Jen. I don’t know what I’m doing tomorrow. You know how it is, right.”

Jenna squinted, replying after sipping her beer, “Um, yeah, I guess.”

There was an uncomfortable moment of silence, at least where Jenna was concerned, and she finally managed to squeak, “Is there a store around here where I can shop for groceries?”

“Nope”, Carter answered back, “You have to go into Beluga Lake, the supermarket on 5th and Maple.”

Just then an idea popped into Carter’s bean, and he moved an inch away from Jenna.

Carter scrutinized Jenna’s figure, her belly pushing outward, looking very well-fed.
Taking a long drag from his cigarette, Carter half-smiled, “Damn, don’t you look sweet. Tell ya what, baby. You can cook me this home cooked meal Friday. I’ll take off work and drive you to the grocery store myself.”

Carter took another drag, noting how ridiculous Jenna looked, he added with unbridled spunk, “You be sure to dress similar in fashion, I want everyone to see how sexy you are.”

“Of course”, Jenna giggled, “Whatever turns you on!”

Carter secretly hoped that perhaps Jenna would run into one of her friends, seeing her dressed so trashy would certainly result in tons of gossip concerning the former cheerleader piling on the pounds and looking so unkempt.

Carter mischievously smiled, “Whatever turns me on? You keep identifying yourself like you’re from this part of town and we’re in business.”

Carter watched Jenna wiggle her hips, a goofy shrill to her voice as she applied her air-head tone, “Shit, honey. You ought to know ol Jennifer is a regular member of your crowd.”

Carter shifted his body, grabbing his beer which he sipped, “You gotta convince me, Jennifer. You look the type of girl I find attractive but what about your reputation?”

Jenna pitched one hand behind her head, her other hand lay squarely on her belly.
“Aw, don’t be so hard to please, sugar. You know for sure I ain’t the brainy kind, school left me cold, boring as shit. And um, all those popular people called me loser coz I knew they were phony.”

Carter chuckled, “I admire your desire to please me. Keep it up, Jennifer.”

“Ya know, I been drinking all day long, I had my fill. What ya say we go somewhere quiet and be alone?” Jenna inquired.

Carter took an aloof approached, “Sorry there, baby. I just have time for this one beer then I have to run off. Next time for sure though.”

Carter relished the disappointed expression that slipped upon Jenna’s face, she actually pouted.
Rejection didn’t sit too well with her.

“I’ll give ya a ride home, best I can do, okay?” Carter added.

Jenna nervously rubbed her belly, “Yeah… I guess. Will I see ya tomorrow?”

Carter shrugged his shoulders, “I can’t say but you make yourself at home by Larry’s place, I’ll phone ya if I have some free time. Any case, Friday I’ll call into work and we’ll have all day together, the rest of the weekend too. You bring your bathing suit to wear at my friends barbeque Saturday?”

Jenna didn‘t hesitate shaking her head or staunchly smiling, “Yeah, sure did.”
However, it had been weeks since Jenna had tried on the bathing suit, and she pondered nervously if it was still an adequate fit.

Carter downed the remainder of his beer with one final swig, burping aloud; he then made tracks toward the door, “If you want a ride you better get moving.”

Jenna grabbed her handbag and hurried behind Carter.

The ride back to Larry’s home wasn’t anything too exceptional. Jenna did most of the talking; Carter seemed only marginally interested in what she had to say.

Carter let the car idle as he granted Jenna a goodnight kiss, she then uttered with a puzzled expression, “Did I do something wrong, honey?”

“No”, Carter replied, “not really. I’m just heavily involved with a few things that don’t concern you.”

Jenna heaved a contented sigh, “That’s a relief….”

Carter turned his face away from Jenna for a brief moment, “But I still can’t stop remembering how you were in high school…”

“Skinny?” Jenna naturally questioned.

Carter bluntly shared his feelings, “No, popular - preppy, that shit. I like you a lot, you got to believe I’m very, very fond of you but I can’t stop think about the conflict between our classes.”

Carter layed it on thick, slyly imposing his mind games in order to manipulate the former prom queen.

“I like being with you, you’re so sexy but I’m not in your league, you’re the princess and I feel like a toad around you.”

“I don’t know why you think that way”, Jenna frowned, “High school was so long ago, right. If I dropped out of college and worked as a nanny, well damn, I’d be no different than other girls who barely make a decent living.”

Carter nodded to the affirmitive, “Yeah, I guess so.”

Carter grinned successfully; his ruse in having Jenna sink to a lower level on the social ladder seemed all the more promising. Soon Jenna’s collection of beautiful - popular friends would consider her nothing more than a fat loser.

“You just have a lazy day tomorrow, sleep in, I know there’s plenty of beer and food to keep you satisfied. I’ll possibly give you a call”, Carter half-smiled, “Goodnight, Jennifer.”

Jenna shook her head, “Alright, honey. Can’t wait to see you again.”

And with that Jenna eased herself out of Carter’s car and hurried into Larry’s home.


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[brightsun21]

Love how story is going

[Matt L.]

Hey Brightsun21,

I'm pleased you're enjoying the story, thanks!

[div]

I am getting quite curious how you two choose to proceed. So many ways on offer..

A little more beer, booze and weed to help the lingering impairment of the girls wits along. A Carter character who just might get a little more fond of going down on the semi easy lay at hand as originally intended. Fond of her developing submissive streak he already is, I presume, because it can be so very useful. Obedience can be quite arousing! Right? An April character who is on a mission to impatiently secure a suitable female for her son and give the target another makeover to degrade what is left of pomp, vanity and self-importance. Maybe the returning husband of Dora’s turns out to be a die hard chubby chaser who can’t help going after the much younger and pleasing fatty under his roof once the former preppy college student fits the bill size-wise. Universal justice has its merits, too. Though I would prefer seeing it as the law of unintended consequences applied to intrigue. Repercussions like this can be quite amusing. Then there is Larry the mystery man. He might develop interests of his own and lay off his background status. So many ways to proceed.

Your protagonist though seems indeed to be quite doomed. I like the slow drain of reason, how a bit of depravity creeps in here and there and corrupts the proper course as well as the best intentions, how stupid acts be justified by the desire to please and the growing need for sexual attention..

This story came from boring in my view and is now on the brink of climbing up the ladder of quality the third or fourth time. Quite enjoyable. Nice going.

Kind regards!

[Junketh71]

So far this is a very exciting tale. Please continue!

[Matt L.]

Hello Div & Junketh71,

Your feedback is much appreciative, and I'm pleased you're enjoying the story.

Cheers, Matt

[Matt L.]

Jenna took Carter’s advice and made a lazy day of Thursday. She slept until nearly one in the afternoon, and even then lounged in bed for a while longer, her mind preoccupied with Carter and his concern over the clash of their cultures.

Jenna really didn’t want to become too committed to Carter since she considered Jake her legitimate boyfriend. However, she did want to appease Carter since he provided her with attention and romance while she struggled with her weight and due to her relationship with Jake being put on hold until September.

If Carter sincerely believed that the dissimilarity between their social rank would sour their relationship, then she would go all out to quell his doubts.

Climbing out of bed, Jenna grabbed her clothes and then took a brief shower.
Her mind focused heavily on various items in which she could use to put Carter more at ease.

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Jenna’s day was uneventful, mainly hanging out with Larry, drinking beer and eating Bohemian style meals, watching TV, napping and later just before bedtime smoking a little weed.
Carter never phoned her at all.

As expected the weed caused havoc to Jenna’s appetite and around four in the morning she couldn’t defy an expedition to the kitchen where she literally ate like a hog.


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Jenna was lounging at the kitchen table, her legs sprawl outward, scratching her belly while daydreaming between sips of coffee.

Clad in a flimsy polka-dot nightgown, her short mane quite tousled, ambiguously adding some additional weight to Jenna’s face.

Jenna had no idea that Carter had just entered the kitchen, his smile ever so wide as he glimpsed over her looking much dowdier than he could ever imagine.

Finally Carter wished Jenna a good morning, even though it was two in the afternoon.

Jenna swerved her face toward Carter, and taking a moment to collect her thoughts, smile back.
“Hey you ….I’m totally happy to see you.”

Carter acknowledged Jenna’s sluggish drone and crooked smile as telltale symptoms of not getting enough sleep. Carter coolly chuckled to himself, “What a right time to get Jenna out of the house and show her off!”

“How you feel, baby?” Carter rattled off in a saccharine cute tone.

“Kind of blah but okay I guess”, said Jenna teetering in her chair, “My sleep was broken by my hunger, didn’t get back to bed until like seven this morning.”

Gesturing with her arms, Jenna continued, “Sorry bout the mess, I’ll clean up the kitchen as soon as I get my second wind.”

Carter helped himself to a cup of coffee, energetically running through an agenda, “Don’t worry about the kitchen, remember you want to go grocery shopping. So here’s the deal. Get dressed; we’ll go to the café for lunch, and then shopping for dinner. What do you think you wanna make me?”

“Well I was meaning to cook you up a rib dinner, how that suit you?” Jenna flashed Carter a smile.

Carter nodded, “Sure, I like ribs. Finish your coffee and we’ll get going, okay.”

Jenna playfully giggled, “I could really use a few more Z’s, I’m all tuckered out.”

“No baby”, Carter answered back rather excitedly, “I called in sick today so I can spend the day with you. I don’t want to waste a minute of it.”

“Yeah, we’ll grab a bite, that’ll recharge your batteries for sure, and then we’ll go shopping”, Carter persuasively told Jenna. “You can take a short nap before making dinner.”

Jenna rubbed her face, then let loose a loud snort, “Yeah, alright….”

Slurping away her coffee, Jenna heaved herself upward, walking by Carter with a lethargic gait.
“Give me ten-minutes or so to get ready”, Jenna jadedly told Carter.
Carter laughed out loud, “I’ll give ya five!”

Jenna removed the nightgown, tossing it onto a chair; she then entered the bathroom for a quick yet revitalizing sponge bath. By the time she had made it back to Carter’s room, she had salvaged a bit of her much needed spunk.

Just as Jenna began filtering through her clothes, Carter crept up along side her and handed her a joint.

“Just a solid hit or two, baby”, Carter said while his hand gripped her shoulder.
Jenna faintly smiled, “Oh, um, well….”

“This will put you in a better mood, trust me”, Carter added.
Jenna replied with an impish giggle, “My mood is fine, honey, but what the hell.”

Carter stepped back, retrieving the joint once Jenna took two long drags.

“I’ll be waiting in the car”, said Carter as he made he exit.

Jenna emitted a muffled sigh as she slowly rummaged through her clothes, wanting to look as unsophisticated as possible to blend in with the ragtag female members of the downtrodden neighborhood and comply with Carter’s expectation.


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A few minutes later while Carter was seated in his sedan listening to the radio, his eyes readily focused on Jenna emerging from the house.
“Way to go, Jenna”, Carter said to himself, malicious grinning, “Your legion of admirers would be devastated if they caught you looking like this,”

Jenna’s chocolate brown hair was adequately combed though of a redundantly oily condition, a gaudy shade of red lipstick, the black eyeliner laid on unusually thick. The halter-top’s once vivid pink hue with blue stripes had been washed away, now appeared especially catered for a girl who routinely wore hand-me-downs, and the generic brand blue jeans broadcast a meager urchin with a huge disregard for fashion. The material hugged Jenna’s waist and ass in unflattering proportions while her big potbelly soared outward with distinct flabbiness.

Carter observed the ample veracity of Jenna’s thighs as they slightly rubbed together, amusingly overwhelmed that her stems now appeared much more typical to girls who never assembled within the popular clique. Carter faintly snickered as he imagined Jenna in high school trying to pull of a stylish look in short-shorts with those same flabby thighs.

Jenna intentionally wiggled her hips as she walked around Carter’s car and then upon opening the passenger’s side door, plopped down unto to the seat with a heavy thud!

“Hope I didn’t make ya wait too long!” Jenna said with a cheesy smile as she whirled her fingers around a strand of Carter’s hair.

Carter yanked back his head, humorously grinning, “Nah, it’s cool. How’s your appetite?”

Jenna modestly nodded, “Yeah, I can stand a meal. Where to? The café?”

“Yeah, of course”, Carter replied, “Then we’ll go grocery shopping.”

“By the way baby, lunch is on me”, Carter candidly informed Jenna, adding with a funky smirk, “Hope you don’t mind splurging for groceries, this way you won’t seem like a leech when you room with me and Larry.”

“Yeah, okay”, Jenna responded, trying to sound bubbly, and willingly cooperative.

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Carter was thoroughly elated that Jenna didn’t mind eating at the main street café in her uncultured guise. The staff and patrons were all familiar with the spunky materialistic college student; Carter selfishly looked forward to how they would react to this version of Jenna.

Carter stood behind Jenna as the young lady working the service counter addressed them with a polite hello. Carter noticed that the employee recognized Jenna, and for some implicit reason Jenna didn’t catch onto the manner in which she glimpsed over her with an insolent smirk.
However Carter did, and he fleetingly pondered over what might happen when somebody other than an acquaintance would see Jenna.

Jenna swerved around, her eyes interlocking with Carter’s, “Um, you order first, I can’t make up my mind on what to have.”

Carter gestured over to the door, “Take a seat out on the patio, I’ll order for the both of us and bring the food out to you.”

“Yeah, that’s fine”, Jenna said as she scratched her head, “I can stand some black coffee though, so order me that. I’m feeling a little woozy, K?” Jenna added with a high-pitched giggle.

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Just as Carter anticipated. Jenna wasn’t shy about her appetite, consuming her meal like she wasn’t alarmed at all about gaining weight.

A double cheeseburger with extra cheese, and both onion rings and fries, a large milkshake included on Jenna’s menu along with a cup of black coffee.

Carter controlled the conversation, subtly playing with Jenna’s mind.

“You must be relieved being out of school for the summer, all those classes and studying, it must be nerve racking. Trying to keep a respectable grade point average and still looking cute.”

“Huh?” Jenna replied between bites of her burger, “I do okay.”

“What I mean is, in high school you had the looks and sass, don’t you think your popularity had something to do with your grades.”

“I think I earned my grades…” Jenna uttered somewhat defensively, “…don’t you?”

Carter ignored the question and continued his deceitful tactic.
“College is a different ball of wax, the students are all very smart, so it’s probably grueling keeping up with them. Psychology huh? You really think you’re that smart to be a shrink?”


Jenna reflexively bobbled her head from side to side, “Well that doesn’t really matter now coz I’m switching my major and um….”

Jenna took a detour with her sentence to sample the milkshake and then tossed a few fries into her mouth.

“….taking a few on-line courses until I figure out what I want to do.”

Carter watched in full-blown amusement as Jenna resumed eating her cheeseburger, gnawing away in an unrefined manner.

“Well, Jen, very cool!” Carter chimed, “Then we’ll be able to get together every once in a while until at least winter.”

Jenna harmoniously hummed in agreement, not wanting to ruffle the flow of the moment by telling Carter that by September she’d be involved with Jake again.

Carter had enough to eat and simply leaned back in his car, leisurely observing Jenna chowing down her food.

“On-line courses seem like the thing to do”, Carter continued his mind games, “This way you can do the school work on your own time and not worry about schedules and classes. You can stay out and party and have fun.”

Carter engaged in a dramatic pause long enough to light a cigarette, “You know what else, Jennifer, you can cheat, surf the net for exam answers and um, like for essays and shit.”

Jenna lifted her eyebrows, remarking with a quirky grin, “Oh there’s no need for cheating, I can do alright on my own, but I’m not going to take anything too challenging I can tell you that.”

Carter’s elongated smile was hardly sincere, “I give you credit for trying to make something out of yourself. Let’s just wait and see how you do, your grades might tell a different story.”

Jenna wasn’t too keen on Carter’s pessimistic stance about her academic skills but let it slide.
“Okay…” Jenna briefly smiled before finishing her burger and milkshake.

Carter leaned forward; reaching outward he gently grabbed her hand.
“You know how I feel about you, sweetie, you’re beautiful and I’m damn proud to be with you.”
Jenna automatically blushed, and she slanted her body forward.
“I’m fond of you too”, Jenna delicately sighed.

“Then Jennifer”, Carter brazenly introduced his opinion, “Don’t be too offened but I sort of think you’re not really the college girl type.”

“You think that really?” Jenna cringed in her heart.

Carter smoothly chuckled at first, and then added, “I think you like being a simple girl who does what she pleases and shuns responsibility. I know you’re still too uptight to admit it but all the fuss in having an important career isn’t worth the effort. And we both know, Jennifer, had you not manage the grades in high school you’d probably be a waitress or something and not be ashamed about it either. I mean, you’re working as a nanny, I sense no resentment from you on that.”
Jenna lowered her eyes, “I’m not sure.”

Carter switched chairs and took the seat next to Jenna, and he whispered with conviction, “My sweet Jennifer, you like being my girl; more than a superficial attraction but because you can finally loosen up and rid yourself of those ridiculous goals.”

Carter placed his arm around Jenna’s waist, his fingers strumming her squishy potbelly, “Shit, honey, be truthful, it’s refreshing ain’t it, not having to put on airs, not having to win anybody’s approval in how you present yourself.”

Jenna closed her eyes and sighed, captured with arousal, she purred in agreement, “Yeah… Carter.”

Carter favored Jenna with a pungent kiss, his hand caressing her belly.
“You don’t need to be phony no more, Jennifer….”
The kissing recommenced, Carter giving her tummy a tight sensual squeeze.

A moment later the kissing subsided, Jenna wheezing as she tried catching her breath, Carter bringing the massage to her waist.

“If college is what you really want to do, on-line courses or not, I won’t stop ya. Nope, sugar, you try the best you can. But I gamble in another month or so you’ll get the notion I’m right, but you won’t be feeling too bad about it…..”

Carter slithered his fingers beneath the material, improving the intensity of the massage, his fingertips digging into the pulpy tissue.

“….. not everyone is college material”, Carter softly warbled.

Jenna wasn’t sure if it was the weed that she smoked or if Carter was actually making sense.
Whatever the case Jenna did have to admit all those psychology textbooks had become rather boring, and she scarcely had any motivation to study at all.

“Why not we forget shopping, go back to your place and….” Jenna ended her sentence with a mischievous grin.

“I don’t mind it too much if you’re not up to making me a fine dinner but we do need food in the house”, Carter said teasingly as he patted Jenna’s belly, “Be practically a crime if we refuse your belly food when you get hungry again ….and we’re low on beer.”

Jenna crinkled her nose and brushed away Carter’s hand, “You’re always looking after me!” she peeped a silly giggle.

Carter smirked, “Being with you finally after all these years, I’ve made up my mind to treat you like you deserve.”

Naturally Jenna wasn’t aware of the slick meaning behind Carter’s remark, and she giggled louder, “Oh, Carter! I might not want to leave if you keep spoiling me!”

Jenna’s cute reply was meant frivolously, she had no real intention of building a real relationship with Carter. However, she did enjoy being with him and the attention he provided her.

“I’ll spoil you rotten!” Carter chuckled as he began tickling Jenna’s waist, “I’ll pamper you to no limit, whatever it takes, baby, to keep you happy.”

Jenna bounced in her seat, laughing outrageously, playfully trying to hold off Carter’s fingers from her waist, “Shit! Just being with you is totally sweet! I like being your girl!”

Carter laughed in victory, “Well… ain’t that fantastic! Cool!”
Carter embraced Jenna, bestowing her another kiss, “That’s what I want to hear!”

Their lips locked in a sensual display of affection, Jenna’s raging hormones inspiring her to massage his thigh and press her breasts against his chest, although within the darkest corner of Carter’s mind he reviewed his goal, “That’s right, prom queen, I’m going to spoil you until you’re a big blubbery slob, and without the benefit of your looks or prospect of a nice income, who’ll want you then? Certainly not me.”

The romantic episode slowly came to a halt, Carter cupping the sides of Jenna’s face, his voice distinctly amorous, “We’ll carry on later, let’s meander to the store and buy some groceries.”

Jenna wiped away what appeared to an excessive amount of drool from her moist lips, “Yeah, we better, I’m getting too horny to control myself.”

Jenna subsequently released a strident air-head squeal.


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At the supermarket Carter was disappointed that Jenna didn’t encounter anyone that she knew which would open her up for ridicule or at least disparaging sneers. Nevertheless she wasn’t checked out by any of the males in attendance which wasn’t usual. Carter did appreciate this fact since at one time Jenna’s beautiful appearance did routinely obtained admirable glances with favorable smiles.

Furthermore Jenna pushed the shopping cart around the store as if she carried an additional fifty pounds on her frame, her energy almost completely zapped, her exuberance at an all time low.

Jenna’s ambition in making barbecue ribs for dinner at been unsurprisingly muddled, her lack of enthusiasm for cooking such an impressive meal had ceased, and now she was simply going to make hot dogs with potato chips on the side, pre-made potato salad likewise on the menu.


Carter deliberately stocked the food cart with a surplus of fattening food, from can spagetti and chocolate cake, to ice cream, candy bars, and microwave fried chicken. Snacks aplenty and Jenna thought Carter was only being nice to furnish her with such a vast assortment of munchies to make her feel comfortable while lodging at his home.

Of course the grocery bill was phenomenal, $149.00, in which Jenna paid the majority.

“I’ll get it next time, baby, next time you’re out”, Carter smiled, “My treat entirely.”

Jenna wrapped her arms around Carter’s neck, bringing her face close to his, her smile couldn't have been anymore euphoric. “Nah, it’s totally cool. I should pay my fair share while rooming with ya.”

Carter did catch an adverse look from the young man working the cash register as his eyes scoped out the plumpness of her Jenna’s ass. Carter duly suspected the young man considered Jenna’s duff unappealing at its current size, and it wasn’t exactly huge_.
Not yet anyway_.

From there they loaded up Carter’s car and then made the trek back to his place.


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Carter volunteered to put away the groceries while Jenna took a much needed nap.
During the six hours that Jenna slept, Carter drove out and visited his legitmate girlfriend for a while; afterward he stopped off at the bar for a couple beers with Larry.
There at the bar Carter shared his thoughts with his friend.

“I sort of kind of like her a bit, nothing compared to my feelings for Tara but she’s nice having around. It’s funny how easy it is manipulating her, I’ll have her dropping out of college and a total loser, just like she thinks of people like us.”

“I ain’t no genius but could be the extra weight she’s packing probably has damaged her ego”, Larry gruffly noted.

Carter smugly smiled as he brought up Jenna’s appearance, “She’s not at all the stunning chick from high school anymore, I do find her somewhat pleasing through, and cute. Another month or so down the road and I’ll need a lot of beer to be with her, by the time I break things off, I totally think she’s going to be unrecognizable. Think of the humilation Jenna’s going to feel when all her uppity friends label her gutter trash.”


Carter guzzled his beer, then waved Larry on, “Okay pal, let’s head home, I’ll get Jenna up to make us dinner.”

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Jenna was still sound asleep when Carter finally arrived in the bedroom.
Jenna’s loud snoring induced a funky giggle from Carter and he slowly approached her.
Carter gently rubbing her squishy potbelly, calling out Jenna’s name until she opened her eyes.

“Hey you”, Jenna warmly smiled, her voice genuinely raspy, “What time is it?”

“It’s after six, baby”, Carter replied, his fingers still firming caressing her flabby stomach, “Me and Larry are waiting for you to make us dinner. We’re very hungry.”

Jenna rubbed her face, and then maneuvered herself out of bed.

Carter stood off to the side and watched Jenna get dressed.

Jenna hoisted up her rose colored skivvies, the rubbery tissue of her belly shaking a bit before coming to ease over the waistband with a pronounced bulge. There was an absentminded glaze in Jenna’s eyes as she fumbled through the pile of clothes that she dumped off on the chair.

Jenna finally selected the same halter top and blue jeans that she wore earlier while they were out; Carter smiled outrageously when he noticed that Jenna needed to suck in her gut to snap the buttons. The material corresponded to the roundness of her stomach, forming a distinct oval shape, her muffin tops looking all the more thicker as they oozed over the waistband.

“I’ll make you a better dinner next time, okay”, Jenna wheezed, “I just got enough energy to make hot dogs.”

Carter broadly smile, “Hey, that’s all cool! Hot dogs are fine. You’ll dine with us of course.”

Jenna answered to Carter’s approval, “Oh yeah. I might be feeling lazy but damn, I’m hungry.”

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Carter relaxed in the front room with Larry watching TV and drinking beer as Jenna labored in the kitchen as best she could making dinner. Jenna couldn’t resist her appetite and snacked on potato chips and mayonnaise while she prepared the meal. Dinner was served in the front room, the remainder of the evening amounting to a bizarre episode of overeating, beer and vodka and a little weed.
Later that evening a tremendously inebriated Jenna stood with Carter in the yard, enjoying the warm summer night’s air while drinking beer and sharing a cigarette.

Jenna held unto Carter’s waist, the volume of her voice irregular, sometimes speaking softly and then unexpectedly talking loud.

“I think your bad boy reputation is rubbing off on me, I sort of like it.
Can’t believe how snobby I was, being in that preppy crowd, thinking it was something cool when we were really obnoxious.”

“Damn, if only you thought that way in high school we’d have gotten together a long time ago”, Carter amusingly stated.

Jenna mischievously giggled, “Yeah, I guess so but something can be said about getting reacquainted, you really have a weird influence on me and I’m nothing complaining.”

“I like that, Jennifer”, Carter mused aloud, “Says a lot about your frame of mind. In a month or so you probably won’t be able to stand preppy people as much as I do.”

Jenna’s expression spoke volumes of her current frame of mind, a frame of mind heavily influenced by Carter’s mind games.
People like Carter and Larry weren’t all that bad, not really. Labeling people like them losers in high school simply because they weren’t in the popular clique was awfully wrong. In addition, Jenna felt somewhat resentful and bitter toward her preppy friends, knowing full well they would relentlessly criticize her appearance and her involvement with a guy from the poor side of the tracks.

“I hate them already”, Jenna cringed, “Thinking they better than us coz of material things and such.
I’m a nanny; lots of my so-called friends would look down at me now because it’s not a big paying career.”
Jenna engaged sloppily in a swig of beer, then added with hostility, “Shit, my college friends will disown me outright!”

Carter knew this was a prime opportunity for further mind games and took advantage of Jenna’s intoxication.

Strumming Jenna’s belly gently, Carter directed his point of view in a clever manner.

“Seems you’d be understanding all that fuss about Jake isn’t legitimate, right? The pretty boy is very superficial and besides looks, wants a girl who is akin to his culture.”

Jenna wasn’t sure what Carter meant, and he laid it on thick.

“Oh honey, I don’t mean to sound harsh but let’s be honest. Jake only interest in you was coz you were eye candy, but even then, if you were even slightly pudgy in high school, he would keep his distance from you. But then again, you would have seen through his bogus attitude and be squarely hanging out with me.”

“I suppose you make sense”, Jenna sighed.

Carter embraced Jenna, his voice seemingly over-confident, “Jake didn’t put you on a break, he dumped you cold. Jake is looking for a girl who is from a wealthy disposition, you don’t fit into his world, dating a nanny would be beneath his standards, he would be embarrassed.”

Jenna held unto Carter tightly, his logic made sense, and although she momentarily questioned it, she couldn’t have felt all the more separated from Jake.

“Where’s my phone, I need to call Betsy”, Jenna whined, “I got to tell her this, see what she thinks.”

Carter ran his hand through Jenna’s hair, “I hate to break this you but Betsy’s in Jake’s corner. The girl is so rude to me whenever I’m in the mini-mart; she thinks I’m white trash. You better believe she thinks the same about you, especially now that she’s skinny, I’m sure she thinks you’re a less important type of woman.”
Jenna squinted as she pondered out loud, “Betsy does spend an awfully lot of time with her friend Denise, she doesn’t seem so close to me any more.”

Carter brought his hand over Jenna’s chin, his eyes shining brightly into hers, “Don’t worry, Jennifer, I’m going to look after you, tomorrow at the barbecue you’ll meet a bunch of new friends, people who are nice and thoughtful and fun, not like those preppy assholes you used to hang out with.”

Carter brought his arm around Jenna’s waist, hanging onto her snugly as he steered her back into the house.

“So my reputation is rubbing off on you”, Carter composedly addressed Jenna, “Very cool. I think you’ll find being rebellious to your liking, and being strictly honest, being a ’bad girl’ makes you more exciting and intensifies our relationship.”

Jenna wiped her nose and nodded. Never had she ever actually considered swapping her affection for Jake to enter into a committed relationship with Carter. However, Carter’s point of view made sense, and although admitting it was an arduous quagmire, she sullenly realized that she was out of Jake’s league.

Jenna softly snorted, running her fingers along Carter’s hip, she uttered with adequate conviction, “Yeah, Carter, you’ll be surprised how bad I can be, especially if it um, helps our relationship…..”

Jenna paused, wiping her bangs out of her eyes as she collected her thoughts, “…you feel like, we’re not just dating but a couple…?”

Carter escorted Jenna into his room, setting her down onto the bed, he cupped the sides of her face and favored her with a very enthralling smile, “I’m so fond of you, Jennifer, more than you can imagine. I only wish we could have gotten together in high school but we’ll make up for lost time.”

Jenna momentarily closed her eyes and heaved a tranquil sigh as she absorbed Carter’s remark into her mind.

“Oh Carter, I’m fond of you too, and you’ll be pleased with me, I guarantee. Just wait until tomorrow, babe, when I meet your friends. They’ll be surprised and then some, at the bad girl you’re courting, bad and trashy…”

Jenna embraced Carter, forging a completely bimbo sounding tone, she added, “We’ll make the best couple ever.”

Carter patted Jenna’s back, and she contentedly sighed, “Yeah we will….”

Carter sensed Jenna was far and away much too intoxicated than was adequate for mating, and thus he helped her undress and then put her into bed.

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