*This is my first ever attempt at writing kind of story, so please give feedback! I have a lot of other ideas for stories so tips and ways I could improve (especially with descriptions for the gain) is welcome*
Rachel let off a sigh of relief as she unbuttoned her far too tight pants and laid down on her bed. She gave her large, very full stomach a nice massage, proud of herself for just how much she had managed to eat, and for finishing another video. As she glanced at a photo of herself from high school, she began to reminisce just how much her life had changed in only a couple years.
Throughout her life, Rachel had been very athletic. Her parents had her in all kinds of sports pretty much from the moment she was able to walk, and while they certainly weren't all her thing, she was particularly good at volleyball. So good in fact that she quickly became the biggest "star" of her high school volleyball team, largely responsible for the team being the best in the state. If she were being honest, she wasn't the most passionate about the sport, but she did at least somewhat enjoy it. But more importantly she knew that her parents, team, and to some extent her whole school were expecting her to be the best, and so that's what she aimed for. In her senior year her team made it to state championship, and Rachel felt like all the pressure to win was on her. So that's what she did. In the final match of the season, She scored the final point that one her team the championship! But it came at a cost, as she wasn't able to land so gracefully. She hit the ground hard, and while she tried to ignore the pain and celebrate her victory, this would only prove to make things worse. The next day she found out that she had landed on her leg just bad enough to injure it to the point that she not only would be unable to walk on it for a few months, but likely would never fully heal. So in other words, she would be unlikely to ever play volleyball again. This on its own would have been a little disappointing to Rachel, but what made it so much worse was that she had already gotten a scholarship for college to continue to play volleyball, but with that no longer being an option college really wasn't either. Rachel would be the first to admit she wasn't exactly the best at school... Between her parents over centralizing sports, her own difficulty focusing, and her admitably below-average intelligence, she certainly didn't have the grades to get into college, nor the funds.
Her parent only made things significantly worse. Rather than being caring or praising her for her victory, they were instead quick to express there disappointment in her "recklessness" and her inability to do much while injured. And they wasted no time to guilt her about living in their home without a job, despite only just graduating. Feeling that her parents didn't care about her, Rachel did not hesitate even a moment to move out into her own small apartment the moment she had healed enough to walk again, using much of her graduation money to pay for the rent. Of course, that would only get her so far, and she needed to get a job. Unfortunately that proved difficult to do for the young woman. The lack of a college education or prior experience limited her options, and most jobs she was qualified required standing, which proved too difficult as she still had not recovered enough. She didn't really have any applicable skills either, having always been reliant on her athletics. Well, that and her looks. Rachel would never use nudity or sexual advances or anything like that to get her way, but at the same time she knew most guys found her attractive and certainly wasn't afraid to use that to her advantage. At the time of her senior year, Rachel had long, flowing blonde hair, bright blue eyes, near perfect, slightly tanned skin that was largely blemish free. Her perfect teeth and ever-so-slightly round cheeks gave her a cute and warming smile. She was fairly average height, and thin-yet muscular, with perky C cup breasts, a thin waist with noticeable abs, and shapely backside and muscular thighs.
However, her naturally big apatite, combined with the lack of exercise and extra stress had caused her to gain a substantial amount of weight. One fateful evening about a year after her final volleyball game, Rachel was rummaging through her closet, desperately trying to find clothes that still fit. After about 20 minutes, she crashed onto her bed, frustrated at the size of the pile of outgrown clothes. She stopped to look at herself in her mirror, still not used to how different she looked from the year before. Her cheeks were now even rounder as a slight double chin beginning to form. her boobs were quickly creeping up to d cup, straining her bra and bouncier than ever. Her legs had lost a significant amount of muscle from the lack of real use, and in its place was a thick layer of flab, her thighs increasingly jiggly as her thigh gap grew more and more narrow. Her butt was noticeably rounder and softer, but most noticeable was the belly. The abs she once had were no more, replaced with a layer of jiggly flab. It was soft and round, jutting out a good few inches and resting nicely on her lap when she sat. she had gone from a 140 lb, muscular star athlete to a 180 lb chubby unemployed girl who couldn't even fit into any of her clothes.
"I can't believe this, what am I going to do? I need to find work, but I need more clothes, but for that I need money...honestly if it weren't for this I could've at least been an online model or something!" Rachel gave her flabby belly a squeeze, as she complained to herself about her current situation. Just then however, she got an idea.
"You know, there must be some way to monetize this... maybe I could be a plus size model? or something, didn't Sarah say she had someone into her because of her pregnancy belly? maybe there's some people out there into this." Rachel said as she gave her belly a shake. She began looking online, and sure enough came across multiple sites and girls, some her size and some much larger, who were showing off there bellies and even intentionally gaining weight, all while getting paid to do so. While she did find this admitbly a little strange, she needed some way to pay the bills, and without many skills she was unlikely to find much else. On top of that the lingering effects of her injury, combined with quite frankly a lack of motivation, meant she was unlikely to lose enough weight for "traditional" modeling. She decided to try messaging one of these girls to see how much she made on average, and the response she got quite frankly shocked her. That was the moment her life changed forever.
At first, Rachel tried to start off as just a simple plus sized model. She would post images on social media showing off her curves, and make videos showing off cute plus sized clothes. She made sure to pick outfits that highlighted her curves, but she was still reluctant to get into the more... "fetishy" side. She still didn't like being overweight at the time, and always kept her belly covered. She did occasionally visit some of the fat admiring sites she had found out of curiosity, and sure enough she had gained a following there. Many people praised her body, but she still felt weird about it. However, the profits just weren't coming in, so she started doing more things to please these particular fans. She started wearing tighter clothes that hugged her curvy body even tighter, eating fattening foods on camera, occasional "subconscious" belly rubs, and just talking about her weight and especially belly more. And sure enough, her popularity and donations began to increase. While she did get the occasional rude, and even creepy comment once in awhile, she got far more praise. A lot of comments would compliment her body, and even ask her to show it off more and gain more weight. While she didn't intend to do that, she had to admit the positive comments felt nice and did bring her self confidence up some. Still, she was raised to believe being fit and thin was key, and despite the reception to her new body and her own feelings she wasn't ready to give up completely on this mentality. At least, not yet.
Of course, despite not intentionally planning to gain, the weight kept coming on anyway. Before long, she had gone up from 180 to 200 lbs. The extra pounds were distributed fairly evenly; she now officially had a double chin, her chest was officially d cup, her thighs officially touched, and her belly was even larger and flabbier, starting to hang over her waistband. Around this time she started to see her income plateau, so she officially joined some of these sites, and started gearing her content less on modeling and more on the fetish side. She started showing her flabby belly directly, and even would occasionally feature "belly play" as people in the community liked to call it. She still wasn't quite ready to embrace this fully, mostly only doing it for the money. She still tried to focus on being a plus size model as she felt more comfortable with that, but as the pounds continued to pile on her focus shifted more and more to the fetish content. At first it felt awkward and she was a little embarrassed by what she was doing and how far she had gone. If someone had told her this is what she would be doing when she was in high school she would have laughed and maybe been a bit disturbed. But now she felt like it was the only thing she could do to make a living.
As time went on however, it did begin to feel more natural. She still felt a little weird about it, but it felt less and less like an obligation. She really did like the attention and praise she got. But there was one video she made that changed her perspective entirely. When she got to around 250 lbs, Rachel decided to make an exercise attempt video, an idea people kept requesting from her. She used to exercise every single day, but now had not made a serious attempt in a very long time, so she was admitably curious how fit she still was. She found an old outfit she used to wear sometimes for her workouts that was a bit to big at the time, but now only barely fit. Her flabby belly was sticking out from under her shirt, which she could only pull down enough to barely reach her belly button. It jiggled profusely as she attempted to jog and do jumping jacks, causing her shirt to keep riding up even more. It certainly got in the way when she made her pathetic attempts at sit ups, and squished into the floor during the single push up she was able to muster with her now flabby arms. Her thick thighs rubbed against each other constantly, her once well worked leg muscles struggling to do anything after over a year of neglect. The tank top she was wearing barely contained her now nearly e cup breasts as they bounced wildly in an attempt to break free of their too tight constraints. And she could feel her wide, shelf like butt was pushing the yoga pants to the limit. After only about ten minutes Rachel was more out of breath and exhausted than she ever had been before. After finishing the video just laid there. She used to be arguably the best volleyball player in the state! Now she couldn't even touch her toes ( or see them for that matter. the only thing she could see past her boobs was the ball of flab that was her belly). She felt like she should be ashamed of herself, but instead she was actually a little...turned on. This experience highlighted just how much she had changed, and for Rachel it finally awoken the feeling she had been suppressing since she started gaining weight. And of she was being honest even before that. She realized that she actually enjoyed being larger and for the first time ever, truly felt happy in her own skin.
And so that brings her back to today. Now over 300 pounds, Rachel had now finally fully embraced the fat admiring community and was even intentionally gaining weight. She even met and starting dating a nice guy through the community that loved her body and was even local. Her relationship with her parents was still rocky, but was starting to get better. They certainly didn't approve of her gain or life choices they ultimately still loved Rachel and were finally beginning to realize how much pressure they had put on her. Rachel smiled as she gave her belly a rub and a jiggle. She had thought her life was over when she first injured herself that fateful night, but the reality was it made her life so much better.
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