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My husband got fat, with my help
We met at the start of college, both super athletic and active. He was about 170 then, tall and lean, and I was very attracted to him! We dated through school, moved in together, got engaged, got married.
He put on a few pounds over this time (maybe about 10), but that's pretty normal. Then came a few changes all at once: we moved to the suburbs, he switched to an inactive desk job, and he injured his knee. It was like the perfect storm for weight gain.. and gain weight he did. He put on about 20 lbs in 2 months... And I was shocked at how much it turned me on. I'd never been into bigger guys, always preferring the sporty type, but there I was, wanting him bigger.
One morning he was struggling into his work pants (they were super tight on his thighs and ** now) and said something like "Wow, I've really porked up." So I said I'd noticed him get a little bigger, and that I actually found it attractive. He was super surprised by that, but happily surprised. He asked me if I'd mind him putting on a little more weight, and I said no. We had a chat that evening, and he admitted that he'd been enjoying letting himself go, having been toned his entire life. He then turned it round on me, saying he could tell that I enjoyed feeding him up. I couldn't deny!
From then on, he relaxed his diet completely, and I started indulging him more. I cooked him big meals and he'd put away huge helpings, plus dessert. After dinner he'd slump back on the couch, stuffed, and I'd rub his belly, and it nearly always turned sexual. It's like his weight gain reignited our ** life!
He's currently sitting at about 235, and I think we're going to hold it there. At one point he got up to 245, but we decided that's too big. He was out of breath all the time, and got moobs and a double chin, which neither of us liked.
She sounds like a dream. It’s nice you’ve worked out a system where you can gain even more. Does she ever tease you about how much you’ve grown?
She seems to be in a bad mood this evening and looked over at me in disgust while I was eating my second Hagen Das pint on the couch after the massive lasagna dinner she piled several plates full for me. I am sure tomorrow she will be back to relishing her fat pig of a husband. I think she gets tired herself with me just sitting and eating all night and to fat these days to help with any cleaning. Well, she made me this big fat lazy fat **, didn’t she?
I’m sure you can eat your way into a better mood for her. Who knows, maybe an occasional help cleaning would turn her on too. She can have her usual piggy with an occasional surprise.