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Four Christmases

By Kid A

 

Part 1 - Christmas Day 2018


“Pumpkin - can you help me with this??”

Vanessa stood in the laundry room off the kitchen of her parents’ home, attempting to adjust her outfit in a covertly stationed full-length mirror. For a moment she was distracted by the sinful aromas wafting in from the nearby oven which contained their Christmas dinner. Juicy, roasted turkey...mashed potatoes...apple pie. 

She licked her lips as her belly grumbled in anticipation of the feast. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Vanessa sighed in resignation. The gigantic plaid sweater she was wearing concealed nothing, and did her portly figure no favors. Then again, just shy of 400 pounds this holiday season, there wasn’t a fashion designer in the world who could have solved that particular problem. 

She officially had the full and round face of a bonafide fat girl now, and it rested atop her obese form like the final piece of a gluttonous puzzle. Saying that Vanessa had a double chin was quite an understatement. A soft layer of thick blubber coated the entire lower half of her head, sagging onto a very meaty neckline and merging into the upper portion of her huge tits. Her chubby cheeks framed a thick, oily nose and dark brown eyes; the soft and undulating visage leaving her adorned with a permanent pouty expression on her now very fat face. 

Her immense and flabby upper arms strained the fuzzy fabric of her 3X sweater; propped up by her voluminous rolls of side fat, they almost seemed to have settled at twin 45 degree angles, as if she were about to defy the laws of physics and take the most unlikely of flights. Vanessa’s heavy and sagging apron of belly fat bulged out beneath her huge breasts, surging over the hula-hoop sized waistband of her skin tight black yoga pants and jiggling tentatively as she attempted to hike the overwhelmed garment up over her wide hips, gigantic ass and blubbery lower belly loaf. 

“Coming Mom!!” she yelled back after mentally abandoning a more appealing look for the evening. She waddled unsteadily into the kitchen; pausing to wash her hands in the sink, her belly rolled over the countertop and caught a stray splash of hot water from the faucet. Noticing her fat daughter’s plight, Vanessa’s Mom handed her a towel and offered a sympathetic smile. 

“So....I see you are back with Anthony again, eh??” her Mom finally uttered after an awkward moment of silence. 

Vanessa blushed. “Yeah...we had some problems but I guess it all worked out.”

With a clearing of the throat, her Mom scanned Vanessa’s bulky figure and sighed. “Well, no one is perfect hun...and I guess sometimes you just gotta...ya know...settle a bit?”

Seeing the morose look on Vanessa’s plump face, she instantly regretted the choice of words. “Oh baby I didn’t mean...well I was trying to say...”

Vanessa cut her off tersely. “It’s ok Mom. I’m the one who let myself turn into a complete blimp. And I’m fully aware how limited my options are now.”

Hearing no argument from her Mom on that point, she swiveled her wide hips around and made her exit from the painful conversation. “Well I had better not keep him waiting.”

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From across the room, Anthony smirked as he watched Vanessa make her entrance. Two of her younger cousins blocked the clearest path through the dining room; they exchanged a knowing, disgusted glance as she attempted to turn sideways to get through, giving one a generous brush from her shelf booty and the other a heaping portion of her triple belly rolls. 

Anthony was a feeder; a fact made all too clear to Vanessa when she started dating him freshman year of college. Theirs had been a trying relationship and on more than one occasion he was sure she would up and leave him. He had a nasty jealous streak, especially when it came to a new feedee conquest, and it inevitably caused problems as they got to know each other. But as he eyed his gigantic girlfriend up and down, he felt more secure than ever in their arrangement. I mean where was she going to go now??

He chuckled to himself as Vanessa finally reached his side and planted her chubby hand into a huge bowl of Swedish Meatballs he had conveniently placed nearby. 

“Hey babe,” he purred as he casually slid his hand in between two large fat rolls resting atop her nearest hip. A look of faux surprise erupted on his face and he grabbed her by a dimpled elbow. “Oh my god - Isn’t that Tom over there??”

Vanessa froze as she saw who he was referring to. Her old high school flame, Tom Spencer was standing across the room chatting with her father. Senior year of high school the two had been inseparable - king and queen of the prom, and quite the passionate lovebirds. Distance, four years of college and Vanessa’s physical downfall had put an end to all of that. But Tom remained close to their family and always received an invite to Christmas Dinner. For once, Vanessa silently wished he would have turned it down. 

Anthony watched her squirm uncomfortably and smiled warmly. “What’s the matter honey....aren’t you gonna trot on over there and say hi to good old Mister Wonderful???”

 

 

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Great beginning. The only thing that I don't care for is her "thick, oily nose". Kind of gross. It must be particular to your specific character, since I've dated a lot of 400+ lb women, and none have had a thick, oily nose.

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Thanks all.

the nose part.. *shrugs* was trying to describe a hot, flabby mess...

but to each their own. I think my focus there will become more clear as the story progresses though 

and that’s the good news - this story is already finished. Will be posting new installments rapidly; hope you all enjoy. 

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Part 2 - Christmas Day 2017

Christmas Day - 2017

“Did you get a load of Vanessa???”

Amber giggled as she playfully elbowed her cousin Shayna in the arm while they sat on a couch in the living room, munching on Chex Mix and watching their relatives mill about the room. 

“Um....yeah - how could I have missed her. More like a WIDE load.”

The duo erupted in laughter at that utterance. They had long despised their older, gorgeous cousin Vanessa for a variety of reasons. Her long and flowing jet black hair, her rich parents...her smoking hot boyfriends. However things seemed to have been finally turned on the ear and it was their chance to revel in the reversal of fortunes. 

They watched silently as Vanessa returned from the kitchen, carrying a platter of cookies. She scanned the room cautiously before depositing them on a nearby table and making a quick retreat out of sight. 

“Geez Louise,” Shayna continued, “I always heard we had to be careful about the Freshman 50 - I guess this is the Sophomore 60???”

They were actually a bit light on that estimate. At her last weigh-in (demanded by Anthony according to the usual schedule - every Monday morning), Vanessa was tipping the scales at 280 pounds. A far cry from the toned yet curvy specimen she had been back in high school and edging ever so dangerously into SSBBW territory. 

Luckily for Vanessa, she was hanging onto those curves for dear life. And while starting to really get fat now, they allowed her to retain a feminine quality and still draw the attention of a different, yet very dedicated portion of the male population. As she returned to the room once again to get a handful of those cookies for herself, her observant younger cousins got another eyeful of her overstuffed figure. 

She had chosen a roomy grey sweater for the evening and her huge, bloated tits jiggled wildly from within the v-neck top as she bent over to grab an extra chocolate covered Oreo for the road. She was still an hourglass to be sure - but her double belly rolls were clearly visible below that ample cleavage, rolling out over her skin tight (size 22) jeans; the bottom section dangled out from beneath her top for a moment before Vanessa subconsciously detected the intrusion and tugged the sweater back into position. 

Her huge ass and thighs, meanwhile, were busy giving those plus sized jeans all they could handle. Vanessa’s fat, bulky legs pressed together firmly down past her chubby knees with newfound rolls of blubber bulging from her inner thighs, not to mention a very meaty camel toe prominently displayed beneath her soft and yielding FUPA.

Then there was that beautiful, prized face of hers. Amazingly it had escaped damage for the most part. Sure there was a softened look to her now plumper cheeks and neckline, but seen from the head up, one might peg her weight a solid 100 pounds lower. A discrepancy not lost on her cousins. 

“She is SO lucky that bitchy face of hers hasn’t blown up yet,” Amber scoffed. “It’s the only thing holding her together.”

The two nodded to each other at that sentiment. Little did they know that Anthony was observing his very chunky girlfriend from across the room and fuming inwardly regarding that same bodily “shortcoming”.

Stationed in a recliner in the corner, he angrily balled his hands into fists as Vanessa plodded over to say hi to her ex-boyfriend Tom. 

“Why does that asshole have to be here every year,” he muttered to himself as he watched their brief and awkward embrace. Vanessa wrapped her huge, chubby arms around Tom, pressing those bulging tits into his firm chest while Tom returned the hug for a moment, trying to find a spot to hold on her backside that wasn’t a fat roll. 

Tom stepped back and half-whistled as he took in the expanded proportions of his ex. Anthony knew the look, and the feeling all too well. Vanessa was still very pretty, and buxom enough that even a frat boy like Tom would probably have hopped in the sack with her after an adequate amount of beer. Sure, he’d be making the requisite “like riding a moped” joke to his buddies the next morning. But he wouldn’t have kicked her out of bed for leaving cake crumbs anyways. 

She had obviously forgotten all about Anthony and it fueled his bitter, growing resentment even further as he sat there alone sipping a gin and tonic. He calmed himself and visually examined her still gorgeous face from afar.

“Well,” he said to himself as Vanessa went in for a second hug, “nothing that another year living in my apartment can’t fix.”

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Great story of course but something of note that's kinda of coincidental, this thread was posted in the pics section 

From the jet black hair, the oily face in the last pic, she resembles the girl I think you're trying to describe, no?

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9 hours ago, shammyboy said:

Spoilers but he's already written and posted this story on another site and there he started around christmas time. 

Yep absolutely - just thought it would be fun to post it in chapters here for those who aren’t familiar with my main page 

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10 hours ago, Leeds said:

Great story of course but something of note that's kinda of coincidental, this thread was posted in the pics section 

From the jet black hair, the oily face in the last pic, she resembles the girl I think you're trying to describe, no?

Thanks - and yeah I guess...if she packed on like 200 pounds ;)

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Part 3 - Christmas Day - 2016

 

“Ahem. Excuse me, children.”

Vanessa glared at her younger cousins as she walked into the dining room with Anthony in tow. Shayna sneered at her in response, while Amber puffed out her cheeks sarcastically in a half-hearted attempt to point out the recent weight gain of their annual Holiday tormentor.

Noticing the gesture, Vanessa shot daggers in their direction before confidently adjusting her latest purchase from Layne Bryant. It was true, she had definitely filled out during her first year and a half at college. But then again, when you are dating a feeder...

No matter, she thought to herself. A size 18, hour-glass shaped bombshell, she had actually managed to curtail her weight gain a bit as of late, halting just below 220 pounds. Granted, this led to many arguments with Anthony (who seemed to want her MUCH bigger), but Vanessa was still wearing the pants in their relationship, so to speak, and had pumped the breaks on his little operation. 

Anthony was very frustrated by the resistance, but he had seen it all before. And took solace in her deepening food addiction; this was a marathon, not a sprint after all. Not that she was doing much running these days regardless. As he walked behind her, shyly avoiding contact with her relatives, Anthony caught a furtive view of her backside and marveled at Vanessa’s progress. 

She already had a big booty when they met in the dorm freshman year, and it was undoubtedly the landmark of her very plus-sized form. Her hips must have been 50 inches around now, with a soft and jiggling shelf of an ass that sagged down onto her meaty thighs. The bottom half of her figure flared out all the way down to her now pudgy calves and the beginning of cankles. Still, she knew men couldn’t resist those curves and worked it with authority as she made her entrance into the kitchen. 

“Well hey there, beautiful.”

Vanessa and Anthony both turned toward the source of that suggestive comment and saw Tom standing next to a few of her relatives, enjoying a beer. He winked at Vanessa and strolled over, nearly pushing Anthony out of the way as he reached in to give her a warm hug. 

“I see college has been treating you well,” he remarked as he gave her a final squeeze, his hands brushing against her juicy love handles as he pulled away. Anthony scowled at him silently as Vanessa blushed red and adjusted her top to emphasize her soft, ample cleavage. 

“Yeah it’s uh..been a lot of fun. Maybe too much fun,” she giggled as Tom looked her up and down. “But I swear to God I’m gonna get back in the gym next semester.”

“No more bad influences for me,” she stated as Anthony, ignored by the two of them, seemed to blend into the wallpaper. 

“Hey, it happens to the best of us,” Tom replied assuringly. “And knowing you I’m sure you’ll be back into your old routine before you know it.”

“After party tonight at my place - you coming?”

Batting her eyes at Tom, Vanessa finally looked over at Anthony dismissively. “Oh this is my FRIEND Tony,” she said, finally acknowledging her disregarded companion. 

Anthony furrowed his brow. She KNEW he hated it when she called him that. It made him feel so unremarkable; then again it fit perfectly with her overall conduct this evening. He thought back to the fully stocked kitchen in his studio apartment. She was all big and bad whenever they were around her family, but deep down they both knew who she really was. 

He made a mental list of suitable punishments for these transgressions. A donut challenge...extra weight gain shakes...

No need to rush myself, he thought - Christmas break would be over before he knew it. He steadied himself and glanced at Tom, who was sending an equally unimpressed look his way. 

“Well...you do have to work tonight - RIGHT Tony??”, Vanessa asked as she brushed up casually against Tom’s side. 

Now fully perturbed, Anthony finally spoke up. “Yes, I do..but I’m off at 10 and I thought we were gonna get a late night snack at....”

Vanessa cut him off. “There’s been a change of plans. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow, k?”

Anthony looked at her blankly. “Sure thing,” he replied coldly as he reached into the cooler for a beer of his own. 

“Good then,” Vanessa said; her fattened body jiggled as she bounced away to fix herself a big plate of lasagna and mashed potatoes. As she secured a healthy forkful and munched away, her shirt briefly rode up over her expanded belly, exposing a legitimate inch of pale, soft flesh. 

She reached down and tugged it back into place with her free hand. 

“Yep,” she said. “Things will be back to normal before we all know it.”

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Part 4 - Christmas Day - 2015

 

“Behave yourself!!”

Standing in a secluded hallway, Vanessa made a half-hearted attempt to fend off Tom as he pawed over her voluptuous figure. She growled at him playfully, baring her teeth in a suggestive pose as she pulled her top back down over her double D tits and ever so bloated belly. 

It didn’t take a rocket scientist to surmise that most teenage girls gained some weight their freshman year away at college; and Vanessa was no exception. The partying and high calorie dorm food had certainly caught up with her. Not that Tom minded one bit she thought, swatting him away as he made another attempt to sneak past the goalie and slide his hand down the now stressed waistband of her size 14 jeans. 

She grinned at him, and planted a quick kiss on his cheek as he held her tight, groping her round and juicy ass with both hands. 

“You are so bad,” she said coyly as she pushed him back against the all. “My entire family is here...you never know who’s going to walk in on us.”

“I’ll take my chances,” Tom replied as he eyed her up and down. 

“I bet you would,” she remarked as she shimmied her wide hips, pulling her jeans up (for a moment..) over her well cushioned love handles. Just as her fattened sides and ass reclaimed authority, sending the garment back towards the floor, her phone buzzed in her skin-tight back pocket. 

Looking at the screen, she remembered instantly the “other” problem that had contributed to her recent weight gain. 

“HEY SEXY. SITTING HERE WITH AN ENTIRE OREO CREAM PIE AND THINKING OF YOU. WISH YOU WERE HERE TO POLISH IT OFF...”

Anthony had added a playful pig face emoji at the end of his text, in what was becoming a more frequent (and oddly acceptable) custom. Vanessa’s tubby belly growled for just a moment as she pictured herself on all fours, devouring that sinful confection. 

Catching herself, Vanessa scoffed. “Ugh,” she spat audibly as she shoved the phone back into her pants. Sure, Anthony was cute in his own way; and she did love to eat. But as she scanned Tom’s athletic form and day dreamed of her High School glory days, she knew it was time to cut the cord on ol’ Tony. 

“What’s the matter gorgeous?” Tom asked, noticing the dour look on her face. 

“Nothing. Just some loser at school who can’t take a hint.”

Vanessa blushed as Tom grabbed her by the waistband and pulled her soft body close again for yet another passionate kiss. She moaned as he bit her neck and massaged her full hips and ass. 

“He had his chance,” she whispered in Tom’s ear as he finally hit pay dirt, sliding his hand into the promised land of her panties. He fingered her clit while his thumb caressed what was now an alarmingly chubby FUPA.

“No going back now.”

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Back in his dorm room, Anthony cursed as he saw the “read receipt” from his last text to Vanessa. No reply. 

Anthony knew she was back home for Christmas, but apparently he wasn’t worthy of an invite. Tossing his phone on the bed in frustration, he walked over to the kitchen and gently placed the pie back into the freezer. 

“She’ll be back,” he stated calmly as he sat down on the sofa and cracked another beer. 

His mood improving, Anthony smiled as he picked his phone back up and looked at a “before and after shot” he had compiled of Vanessa’s initial gain under his tutelage.

“Oh Vanessa....if you think this Freshman 15 was anything to write home about....”

“Just you wait.”

 

THE END

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  • 7 months later...

EPILOGUE

Christmas Day - 2021


“Are your sure about this outfit honey??”

Vanessa squirmed in the passenger seat of Anthony’s car as they drove towards the local mall for the annual “Santa Days” extravaganza. Anthony had always been a big fan of the Christmas season. Considering the free-flowing alcohol and general over consumption across the board....what was a feeder not to like?

He also felt it necessary to “get into the spirit” costume-wise. In his case, that meant a stylish elf costume, complete with the pointy hat, fake ears and spectacles. Vanessa on the other hand had received the short end of the stick. Or was that the “fat” end of the stick. 

Mrs Claus probably would have been personally offended that someone as obese as Vanessa had been selected to portray her in this little exhibition. I mean sure, she had let herself go during her time at the North Pole, but c’mon...

As they pulled into a handicap parking spot near the front, Anthony only smirked in response to her nervous query. He hopped out of the car, slammed the door shut and bounded over to the passenger side to begin the extraction of his prized pupil. With a sigh, she reached her huge, flabby arms towards him; he braced himself and grunted as he pulled backwards, Vanessa pouring out of the car in response. 

She was easily his largest feedee ever at this point, and her huge, fluffy, red and white outfit served to emphasize every roll and bulge she had accumulated during their relationship. The last time she had stepped on the scale (after a similar Halloween event..in retrospect that pumpkin outfit had been even less forgiving), she tipped the scales at 530 pounds. Luckily for Vanessa she had retained the pear shaped inclinations of her figure; but at this size, she was nothing other than incredibly fat from any reasonable perspective, and resigned to the trappings of her feeder/feedee arrangement. 

Her round, cherubic face was plastered in a new brand of makeup she has chosen for the occasion. It did make her look cute, but her drooping triple chin and jowly cheeks were clearly visible through the foundation. They sagged onto her soft neckline; below her mammoth udders bulged obscenely through the 4X v-neck top and sagged onto to her monumental triple belly. 

3 gigantic rolls of fat now comprised Vanessa’s abdomen. They pushed those gigantic tits to each side and the wide, middle swath of her paunch had the bright red skirt she was wearing stretched near the point of no return. The garment was given a bit of a reprieve by the massive lower section of her belly however; it sagged down past her pillowy thighs, on full jiggly display dangerously close to the tops of her enormous knee-high, glittery stockings. 

Vanessa’s titanic, flabby ass jutted out behind her, wobbling from side to side as they made her way towards the mall entrance. Even in the crisp December air, she was sweaty from the exertion as they walked inside. The sounds and smells of the holidays hit them immediately - Vanessa’s cavernous belly growled in anticipation for the treats to come. Anthony was one step ahead of her - she waddled dutifully behind him towards the food court where her new favorite (Cinnabon) beckoned with its high calorie, sugary assortment of sinful creations. 

As she wobbled unsteadily towards a large booth (Anthony was already in line placing a huge order), she blushed as a blubbery hip bumped softly into someone to her side. Turning to apologize, she froze when she realized who it was. None other than Tom, with of all people, her cousin Shayna as his date for the afternoon. 

Halting her mumbled apology, Vanessa stuttered as she waited for what would surely be a searing re-introduction. But much to her surprise, Tom seemed to be equally embarrassed. He stepped back, giving her a exaggeratedly wide berth.

“Excuse me miss - didn’t even see you there.”

Shayna looked at her - with disgust, to be sure. But the sexy young couple offered zero acknowledgement of their ex-girlfriend/cousin. That was when it hit Vanessa like a load of bricks....they didn’t even recognize her.

With equal parts embarrassment and gratitude, she turned and plodded towards another booth, granting both a full-on view of her cellulite ridden thighs and cottage cheese ass. She thought she heard a snicker but was in no mood to determine the source. Safely on the other side of the food court, she weakly waved in Anthony’s direction. Spotting her, he smiled in response and headed her way, his tray overloaded with cinnamon rolls and extra cups of frosting. 

He had barely sat down and pushed the tray in Vanessa’s direction before she was greedily wolfing down the first treat. Even Anthony was a bit taken back by her recent gluttony...the game seemed to be over at this point and she was thankful for his attention and the endless supply of comfort food. 

He reached under the table and gave her gelatinous belly a playful jiggle as she gorged away. Looking around the room, Anthony signed with content. 

“What do you think Tom’s up to this year, toots?”
 

THE END

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What a great story. I love how she starts off dabbling in feederism (feedism?), and how it progressively each year plays a bigger part in her life. Pretty hot!

Also, not related to this story, I loved your virtual reality story, too. 

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Thanks very much. I have a few other stories you might like over at thechangingmirror.com (check out my sub-forum under specific authors)

as a matter of fact, just started a new story called “Witness Protection” over there today. 

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