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Wel its been a long long while Curvage. Thought I would pop back up here and share some stunning growth.

Hey all! Sorry I haven't been on here in forever, I've been dealing with a lot of real life crap, but I'm a little heavier and motivated to continue with my gain after seeing the wonderful responses I got from all of you! Your compliments mean more than I can ever express, so really, thank all of you so much for your flattering, lovely words! @penguinatorxl7 thank you! It really is a whole new world, a lot of my clothes from when I was skinnier actually fit better now because I finally have the boobs for them. @zogul I have a truly excessive amount of pictures, but the good news is I've finally got the time to sit down and sort through them to make a progress collage! @Yapo I ordered them off ebay from a Chinese seller a while back - it doesn't look like the same store is still up, but I just searched "Egyptian cat leggings" and eventually found them @MUSEic it was Zoloft/sertraline, combined with smoking marijuana on a daily basis and the fact that my anxiety had caused me to lose weight shortly before starting on my antidepressants, which I think killed my metabolism. @moredew13 loved it! I've been a Star Wars fan pretty much since birth, and I thought it was such a refreshing direction for the series to take. Luke's one of my favorite fictional characters ever (second only to Leia) and the version of him in that movie took some getting used to, but it makes sense for him after seeing it a couple of times. I'm currently sitting around 206-207lbs, and I've noticed I'm softer everywhere, and weird little things like how some of my rings are tighter on my fingers, etc. The new jeans I bought are a US size 16 - for reference, last time I bought jeans, I was wearing a 12. I'm working on a longer post with a progression image, etc. (and I'm also in the process of applying to become a Curvage model), but here's a quick update while I'm still dealing with the tail end of the aforementioned real life crap! The last pic is of me in the shorts from the last pic in July 2016, which not only used to fit, but used to be high-waisted. They don't even come close to zipping up now!

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CAFÉ II

CAFÉ I

My life in a nutshell lately...

Monday morning and I am having chocolate for breakfast the joys of not giving a crap

She sent me a few pics after going out with some girlfriends and pigging out.

DIET DETOX: Shocking? I know. Lady Osaka is trying to shed some pounds. Why? If you have followed my thread before, you'll know why. So I thought, maybe this will help end the plateau. Hovering at 215 or so way too long. Okay, fine. Let's put her on a strict, disciplined diet for months. Cut out all the sugar and carbs. What would happen? Then after the wedding bells ring...completely kick the diet out and let her unleash her cravings. The goal is to get her to 180 or lower. It can be done in 10 months or so. Smoothies, good fats, fish and no MEAT. No bread or sugar or rice or soda, juice, alcohol. She will definitely slim down and still be curvy. This sounds terrible yes...but she said to me, "I just want pictures of me as a hottie to look at when I'm old (and fat)." After getting to 180 or so, we will live the married life, put the weight back on and get pregnant, bursting through the old plateau. Let the journey begin.

Truly amazing how Fat you continue to get. It’s almost hard to believe every time I see a new set of pictures how full, big and perfectly figured FAT you have gotten. It is completely arousing seeing how big you have become. You are definitely one of a kind.

Back by popular demand!

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and finally, now!! I absolutely love my stretch marks, and I can't wait for more!! I love my thighs (which are bigger than my waist used to be!!) and I love the way my stomach rolls. The softness of my body, and the way I jiggle...I adore everything about it and I can't wait to be bigger!! Hope you enjoy this as much as me!! Lily xxxx

Some add ons

Bella love swimming

Lucy tweeted that she is stressed and has been crying a lot today. Please keep that in mind if you make any comments on her Twitter/Instagram.

remember to smack dat muddafuckin MUTEBUTTON

Exoctic fruits? I see pinapples and melons http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-5490453/Kelly-Brook-parades-cleavage-cropped-floral-kimono.html

Yeah it does. Hope she continues for a long time

Wow....that is pretty deep. I am so sad she or anyone would have to suffer like that. Ones own perception can be so skewed even though we admire her beauty to the 10th power. I am so glad she is in such a better place and so happy. We all love weight gain here but more than that I am so compassionate for this sort of mental anguish that I am just so happy she feels so much better now!

Had a wonderful and sexy feeding session last night!! One of the most amazing experiences of my life. Expect a video soon so I can talk all about it!

BARRILETE II

BARRILETE I

😫 To me this is one of her hottest photos yet, her lower half has become so enormous it's too hot for words; like a living idol of curves. So unbelievably fucking hot it hurts *implodes.

Took a good selfie for you guys to enjoy!!

Blue

New photo from Instagram. Caption: "Eat real food"

Oh, she's definitely Huckable.

Still waaay too small for my taste.

SOOO MANY STRETCHIES! OH MY..

Just passed 27 weeks

Apparently I never posted the epilogue to this story: Does it ever frighten you how fast we adjust to change and struggle to imagine what our reality only a short time ago was? Our brains are an incredible pieces of biological work if there ever was such a thing. Between the ability for our cells to adjust and adapt to learn new things through the process of neuroplasticity, to our abilities to critically think, write and be innovative, building upon other’s ideas or our own. Our brains are a marvelous wonder. Fortunately so are our bodies.As I walked into the lobby of what recently became the new home for Heather’s office, it was strange to me how much it already felt as if the company had always worked there. It certainly made sense given how pristine and wonderful the building, as well as the lobby was, reflecting their continuous growth of late from a financial perspective, though the women seemed to be growing in number and size as well.A growth which was still very accurately reflected on the coworkers’ waistlines, especially those who seemed to be able to progress rapidly through the company. That, or those who happened to be married to the head of the entire operation in the case of Erin. It was with much amusement that I watched three rather young, very attractive women strutting through the lobby, likely returning from lunch of salads out at one of the local spots around the building. Their tight bottoms all sashaying on their high heels or heeled boots. Their hips flailed delicately out to help provide some support below their slender waistlines and potentially ample busts. They were the definition of an attractive recent graduate hire who was just learning how to handle the transition to the real world, working at their job and getting used to sitting on their tight behinds for anywhere between eight and sixteen hours a day. Such youthful vibrancy and most surprising, such slender bodies. It reminded me of a time when Heather used to do something similar back in her college days and when she first started her job, not that she was as skinny as these young fashionable ladies were by that point, but that same feigned innocence. At this company, however, I knew that in six months not a single one of those young ladies would still be able to fit in their nice new “professional” business attire.I couldn’t help but smile as I watched them go around the bend towards the elevator, only to have Heather, Erin and Terry emerge from around the same bend moments later, a stark contrast to the lithe beauties who had just disappeared. The foreshadowing of what those young ladies were going to experience in the coming months, years really, as they stuck with the company and continued to watch their meals stick to their currently trim thighs, was hardly lost on me and it seemed that Terry could read my grin instantly and smirked herself as she looked back around the corner. “Enjoying watching the future of our company, lover boy?” Terry joked as her heels clacked on the marble floor, in sync with her colleagues. “Future is right. Those three are so smart it terrifies me sometimes,” Heather commented, clearly missing Terry’s subtle hint at the company culture.“What do you have to worry about Heather? With an ass as big as yours, we both know you have some of the best job security in the company,” Terry teased. “Besides, Miss Princess here is screwing the owner so I imagine you’ll be fine.”“Hey now, those are fighting words,” Erin sharply replied, feigning slight anger at the comment but a pleasant smirk giving away her true sentiments on the matter.“Have you looked at your ring Erin,” Heather pointed out, teasing her sister about her absolutely gorgeous and very expensive engagement ring and wedding band. “Oh shut up, you’ll both be there soon, ain’t that right lover boy?” Erin teased.“But what if one of those three starts to balloon and has a bigger ass than mine? What about my job security then?” Heather half teased, with a hint of underlying concern.“Well first of all, it’s not if but when because we all know first-hand what our office does to a ladies figure,” Terry joked patting her rather voluminous belly. “Secondly, in case you hadn’t noticed, you have the number two ass behind only yours truly and the odds of one of those three skinny little things ever rivaling our ballin’ behinds is next to none…”“Did you just say ballin’ ?” I asked, purposefully interrupting Terry’s rather surprisingly honest statements.“Shut up lover boy. As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted,” Terry said as she shot me a warning glare that told me to shut up and revel in the conversation. “Your assets have all but secured you your job. Third, you are very smart in your own right Heather, sure they’re all bright but that doesn’t mean they’ll get the job done which is what’s gotten us both so far in the company anyway. Finally, and most importantly, your sister sleeps with the owner…”“Fuck you Terry,” Erin chimed in in a bemused tone.“…so you have nothing to worry about, everything will be fine my dear. We’re also far too tenured at this point for anyone to say anything to us,” she added on a positive note.“I guess, but like, how do we know they couldn’t come in and undercut our positions? They’re only a couple years younger and…” Heather was starting to go on when Terry placed her hand on Heather’s arm.“Heather, let’s be real here. They’re smart, sure, but they won’t be able to take your job because they’re honestly not smart enough to. If you doubt me, give it a few years and we’ll see what happens. In either case, there are hardly any women in the company who are quite as stacked as the three of us are and you know it. Sure maybe one of those three girls will plump up to around our level, but it’s pretty hard to match our girth these days,” Terry said with a jolly laugh that seemed to alleviate Heather’s concerns, though she did absentmindedly start rubbing her generous paunch and shifted her breasts in their bra. Recognizing that Heather seemed to have calmed down a bit, though a tad concerning that she was still having confidence issues, I took the opportunity to bring up the most important matter of the day. “So are we ready for lunch?”All three woman looked at me in unison and the clear hunger in their eyes told me everything that I needed to know. Fortunately, right next to the building was a small hub of different restaurants which seemed to rapidly expanding their lunch business as the company practically flooded their business with patrons at lunch time. After a quick, or rather slow, stretch of the legs down the street, we were nestled cozily into a rather tight booth of a quaint Italian restaurant where the ladies were clearly regulars and recognized by several of the staff who worked at the restaurant. “Uhhh, so Erin, I keep forgetting to ask you but how was your honey moon?” Terry politely asked after the three had all caught their breath, a task far more strenuous for Erin and Terry than for Heather. While she may not have looked it, Heather at least made a valiant effort to stay somewhat in shape, taking walks every day when she was home early enough and even occasionally frequenting a gym. While certainly not doing much to move the dial, she at the very least had managed to maintain her most recent physique, which was certainly not the case for the two ladies sitting across from her.Erin in particular had absolutely skyrocketed in weight since she officially became engaged with her now husband. Not that it was really much of a surprise given his preference for larger women and her preference to eat anything that is remotely tasty in front of her without a care for her figure. The damage, or stupendous growth depending on your perspective, was positively jaw dropping. Looking at her from across the table, greedily sizing up the overflowing bread basket that had just been placed at the table, grinning from ear to ear, which highlighted her second and rapidly growing third chin, it was hard to imagine that not too long ago, Erin had been a slim trim fitness beauty. Sure it had been yoga classes and what not but she at least had a flat stomach, firm breasts and a delightfully tight yet robust ass that anyone could have bounced a quarter off of with sheer delight. Her once oval face, hard as it was for me to draw memories of, had absolutely rounded out into a dangerous almost sphere like appearance. Sure she was still pretty, but her now much more dimpled smile did nothing to hide how much weight she had gained.The theme of weight gain was true across her entire body and was practically impossible to ignore as it had accumulated in both favorable and what most would consider less desirable. Her once slender arms that had once held a good amount of definition now had those same muscles encased in a layer of jiggly fat. In truth, they positively strained any set of sleeves she wore and even the sleeveless dress she wore today did little to hide how thick and soft her arms had gotten. Similarly with her lower limbs, her once lengthy and lean seductive legs that used to have that nice hint of muscle to them were all but lost in her rather thunderous thighs and thick calves. While certainly far sturdier now, there was no hint that Erin had ever even remotely been a fitness junky.This was most apparent right smack dab in the middle of her body. From what I vaguely could remember of those days of tight shorts and sports bras, Erin had always kept a nice flat stomach no matter how much food she inhaled. Probably just in order to match the sheer amount of food she was consuming now a days, her belly had done more than its fair share of growing at this point. While dangerously closing in on a half beach ball in size, her soft belly comfortably oozed over any and all waistbands, forming a nice double roll whenever she sat down and forcing her to sit further out just when at a desk or eating in order to not squish it against the table.Of course, that wasn’t the only reason she had to sit further away nowadays. Much like her once flat stomach, her prodigious behind had lost all of its illustrious shape and tone well over 100lbs ago, devolving into a giant double globular mass jiggled violently with every step she took, which was admittedly less frequent than ever before. The singular advantage, in her opinion, was that her voluminous behind had helped elevate her up several inches in her chairs, making her more intimidating as the head administrative assistant. Of course, it was also needed in order for her to have a shot at being able to walk with her unsurprisingly most dominant asset, or rather assets, her utterly massive mammaries. Back in what could have been called the good old days, Erin’s breasts had been incredibly round and firm, yet delightfully bouncy at all of the right times, in a way making them true fun bags. Now a days, it would probably be more appropriate to label them as bags of fun instead of fun bags due to their sheer sizes. Nowadays they still bounced and jiggled delightfully, though perhaps not quite always at the right times, since they jiggled all the time, and they certainly weren’t quite as spherical as they used to be, but they certainly were big. Pushing the boundaries of missiles, Erin’s breasts had continued to swell until they were unquestionably the largest in the Tyler clan, very full in their size but ever increasingly longer as well, much to her displeasure. Long gone were the days of her ample but healthy round mounds of flesh, and much like explorers of the western frontier, they had continued to go further and further outward. While she had once been able to let them hang loose on days when she didn’t want to wear a bra have them somehow defy gravity; that was no longer the case anymore as they had grown too large to keep up their act of defiance against the laws of nature. Of course, with her custom sized bras to handle her positively gigantic melons (well past M cup at this point) she was able to use their size to her advantage and flaunt cleavage showing dresses like no other, partially because there truthfully wasn’t anyone else with melons as gigantic as hers. With cleavage easily now measuring over a foot and approaching two feet in the right bra and dress, Erin still certainly felt confident in her eyeball trapping cleavage and shamelessly flaunted what had been, and always would be her best asset. Sure it came with some frustrations like her inability to ever see a scale (not that she ever went on one anymore), find her silverware at a table unless she turned slightly sideways or scouted out the table beforehand, but overall she was quite proud of at least one part of her outward expansion and made it quite clear to everyone. “It was amazing, we went to this wonderful chateau in France which had the most delicious wine I have ever tasted in my life and some truly amazing food. French cooking is something else,” Erin chuckled as she bit into some lovely Italian loaf bread, a longing look lingering in her eyes as she clearly began to daydream about her presumably gargantuan meals.“Well we can see that, you seem even rounder than before you left,” Terry teased. “Though you probably had to have eaten half of the food in France knowing their portion sizes.”“You’re probably right, all we pretty much did was enjoy the view, eat, drink lots of wine and fuck. What more could a woman want in life, right? And…probably only a quarter of France” Erin retorted with a smile. “Here! Here!” cheered Heather, much to my surprise as she had become more reserved since her sister’s wedding a few weeks back. “Oh is that coming from personal experience, Heather?” Terry teased.“None of your business, and I’ve watched you two pampered princesses long enough to know that is the good life anyway,” she retorted with a rather subtle jab at their new lifestyles.“Hey, it’s the way to live, let me tell you,” Terry purred as she clearly was reflecting on her daily life.It was also quite evident that she had been doing an excellent job of living that very life style to the max as she was rounder than I ever had seen her.Looking at Terry from across the table, it really was almost a tale of two lives. On the one hand, you had the attractive co-ed who had originally plumped up in order to rise to the top in an office environment which put almost as much merit in your weight as it did your actual performance. Then you had the plumped up office trophy who had undergone significant weight loss due to her colleague and roommate becoming the object of a scheme to ruin her dreamlike physique, which had ironically terribly backfired on her as she became slim and fit, losing all the focus of the very men she had worked so hard to attract through a formerly soft figure and ultimately losing her chance with the man that she had so desperately wanted to be with.Then, almost as if coming full cycle, there was same attractive co-ed in better shape after all of her weight loss than before she even joined the company, who now had an even better incredibly shaped and bulbous behind that left most any man positively drooling than before. Complimented by a flat stomach and just a naturally healthy look about her, Terry had truly been in a place most women would have died to have been in. Yet as if watching the same movie twice, she inevitably falls right back into that old cycle of eating habits and readjusting to fit back into the same old toxic corporate environment she had managed to somehow best for an impossible period, the only employees ever to do so. While her gain the second time around was only partially driven by her desire to take back her position of power within the organization, the rest by her love for her newfound boyfriend who clearly had no objections to a more voluptuous girlfriend, it seemed doubtful that there would become a trilogy to her story of ups and downs as it pertains to the scale. Sitting next to Terry, it was impossible not to be a little in awe of how rapidly she had put her weight back on, and then continued with her growth. Long gone were the good old days of a slender face with an almost chiseled look that really accented her beauty, arriving in it’s place were the days of a round double chinned face with that rare sneak peek at her impending 3rd chin. Much like Erin, where once there was solid muscle and almost chiseled biceps now was layer upon layer of squishy fat on her arms, causing them to force any shirt or blouse, much like she was wearing today, to stretch and struggle against her girth. Similarly, her once lean and muscular thighs from all of those hours at the gym, designed to help support her then bountiful behind had all but vanished under a jiggling coating of fat. It was now inevitable for her that her thighs continue to squeeze and rub against each other even when walking, having long ago run out of room to go elsewhere thanks to her impressive growth. Then of course, there was her respectable chest. While once perky and firm with good sized B cups at the peak of her fitness, they had swelled to an admirable DD cup by my best guesstimates. Relative to her friends at the table and the rest of her physique, her chest paled in comparison but still was rather impressive with its own handful of cleavage at any given time. Particularly when it was pushed up by her arguably most dominant feature: her giant belly. While Erin had been fortunate enough to have monstrous melons which helped to at least somewhat distract from the size of her stomach, it was clear that Terry was not so fortunate. With roll upon roll of fat around her waist, a minimum of two and sometimes as much as four or five when she sat down, Terry had long ago lost her fight to have her chest become her dominant frontward facing asset. Her sizable stomach certainly was not helped by her slightly shorter frame versus her friends and colleagues. But, or rather butt, her most dominant feature still belonged to her positively massive behind. If Erin had the biggest front shelf in the office, Terry absolutely dominated the back. Long, long, long gone, in a time far into the past when she was still going to the gym, Terry had two drool worthy cheeks of solid muscle. They moved and swayed with such a confidence that could only be found from hours at the gym and great genetics, serving as two perfect spheres which sucked your eyes in and made it nigh on impossible to break away from, similar to Erin’s canyon of cleavage. Now, however, was a far different story. Building upon that old frame of muscle, her butt had expanded in the only direction that was logical: outward. Like two over inflated small yoga balls, her giant spheres bounced and jiggle violently with even the slightest of movements, her hips subsequently also flaring out to help provide some form of balance to her ginormous behind. Were it not for her layer of muscle buried deep underneath her current layers of fat, it would have been far more of a soft landing for her every move, but thanks to her former gym build, she at least had a smidge of control over her jiggling, though she still rose several inches from her seat whenever she sat down. As if to help me break away from admiration of the two beauties and their rapid gains, the waiter appeared suddenly with an appetizer from the kitchen.“Compliments of the house,” he said with a smile at Terry and Erin in particular. The gesture was not lost on them as a small thank you for their continued patronage, which I imagine with their continuously increasing resources at their disposal, was increasingly frequent. Thankfully Erin was usually generous enough to foot the bill so I didn’t have to cry whenever I checked our credit statements every month.With gusto, both women held their breath with anticipation and clear excitement on their face as the chef revealed wonderful looking cheeseballs in a lustrous sauce. He muttered something about Ricotta Gnudi, but he and I both knew that his words were falling on deaf ears as the women continued to hungrily eye the gnudi, having effortlessly polished off all of the bread already. The moment he turned his back, all three of the women practically pounced on the plate with their forks, greedily taking their first bites and suddenly having a blissful expression erupt across their faces. Even Heather, much to my surprise, seemed unable to resist the urge to devour these cheese filled delights. That theme continued as the lunch plates seemed to suddenly arrive with nearly impossible speed, as if the kitchen had already known what these women were all going to order, which I guess was totally possible given how frequently they ate at this restaurant. But it didn’t matter because the food just seemed to vanish as soon as it was placed on the table.Before too long, all four of us were sitting back, at least to the degree that Terry and Erin in particular could do so, stuffed to the gills and just enjoying the hustle and bustle of an unsurprisingly busy restaurant at lunch time. It was a pleasant time and gave me ample time to admire the three wonderful women around me, particularly my beautiful fiancée.While Heather had certainly done her best to avoid packing on the pounds in her essentially toxic work environment, it was inevitable that she would have put on some weight. Particularly in conjunction with the sheer amount of food she already ate on a regular basis from her normal life, combined with an even more sedentary life of sitting at her desk or in a chair for a meeting, the perfect storm had been brewing practically since she had moved in with me.The results, unlike her sister, weren’t quite as catastrophic to her figure but they had certainly done their fair share of developing out her physique. While nothing compared to Terry and Erin, her face had certainly rounded out to an inevitable degree, with flashes of that second chin gradually becoming more and more of a mainstay. While still beautiful in her own right, her blonde hair wonderfully framing her more cherubic face of late, it was a different kind of beauty than the smoking hot model beauty that she had displayed in her prime at college. Some might have called it a gentle girl next door kind of beauty or that of a softened model, but all that really mattered was that she was still undeniably beautiful in her own way.Much like the other two healthy ladies around the table, her arms had inevitably become encased in a soft layer of fat, but hardly to the same level that her sister and coworker had developed. In truth, her arms looked relatively normal, of course the rest of her rather voluptuous body made it difficult for them to look seemingly out of place at all. As was inevitable, Heather’s once generously perky bust had long ago succumbed to gravity, yet happily continued its expansion outward at a steady pace after her initial growth. Blowing through cup sizes seemed to have been a family tradition and Heather had been no exception for a time, her breasts greedily rising back up to G cup and beyond, until they could hardly take any more, practically halting around L cups and letting the rest of her body catch up.Ever up the challenge, her body happily did so as well. While not nearly the size of her colleagues, Heather’s belly had certainly taken on some of her excess office weight, forming a nice spare tire but nothing too overwhelming compared to her simply gigantic breasts. More formidable, were her significantly wider hips and thick thighs which were rubbing against each other with increasing frequency despite her best efforts to stunt any growth that she could.To help round her out, much in the vain of Terry, was Heather’s rather full behind. Where once were two slender but significant cheeks, now were two overinflated and very jiggly volleyball sized butt cheeks with a bit of extra padding all around to help balance her out. Sticking out several inches behind her, it was nearly impossible not to notice her significant behind, especially whenever she wore heels which was practically every day of the week for her work, leaving me with continuous parting images of my fiancée’s incredible behind, resting atop her thicker legs and wide hips. She really had developed into quite a magnificent image, if not quite the old slender goddess beauty that she had been in her youthful prime. Either way, I certainly wasn’t going to be one to complain. The peace, and pleasurable quiet of our meal, was inevitably destined to be interrupted, as all good things tend to. Fortunately for my eyes and libido, that came in the form of Terry’s newest little minion, a gorgeous young Spanish woman straight out of college who was desperate to just find any form of work that would permit her to obtain a visa to stay in the US. Much to everyone’s shock and awe, Erin’s now husband took one look at her and immediately decided she was an asset for the company and needed to be brought on…as a operations specialist, which essentially put her as a glorified secretary. As I watched her in a rather stunning red dress and 4” black pumps sashaying across the restaurant looking for Terry, it was hard not to be mesmerized by her beauty. At around normal height, it was immediately apparent that this young woman was an absolute smoke show, with her dress doing nothing to hide her flaring hips that rested just below her ample derriere, two wonderfully shaped spheres that tended to trail behind the rest of her body when she wore flats, let alone in the heels she traditionally adorned every day. Of course, that is assuming you ever made it that far down her body when you were inspecting her. If her gorgeous tan face with full lips and warm chocolate brown eyes, accented by flowing dark brown / black hair didn’t stop you in your tracks, her perfect rack certainly would. Much like Erin and Heather when they were in their primes, her breasts were nigh on perfect, even perhaps a smidge more so which would have been sacrilege given my history with the Tyler women. At what I would have taken to be a fairly well informed guess after years with Heather, her probably pert 36DD were just the right amount of handful to warrant any and all attention. They were so firm, with just that slight hint of softness when they were caressed by a dress or a slightly too tight bra, giving them a life all their own and helping her to develop her own impressive cleavage. While certainly nothing compared to Erin’s legitimate grand canyon of cleavage, her little valley was impressive…and likely to only grow from what I had consistently heard. As Rita approached the table, Erin noticed her presence and everyone got quiet and put on their warmest smiles to welcome the young beauty.“Rita, I can’t even escape you during my lunch hour can I?” Terry half joked, already starting to adjust to prepare herself to leave. “Oh Miss Terry, I am so sorry to have to interrupt your lunch meeting, but one of our clients is looking to sign a new contract today and insisted, no, demanded that you be there to help finalize the agreement,” Rita explained, clearly in a fluster as she looked around an realized that Heather and Erin were also at the table, two admittedly powerful women within the organization.“Rita my dear, it’s no trouble at all. Sorry ladies and lover boy, while I am sure our legal and sales departments are more than capable of closing this one without me, I am never one to turn down a request from a client. I’ll see you all later, and I’ll make sure Andre charges the bill to my tab so don’t worry about picking it up,” Terry said with a warm smile, trying her hardest to toot her own horn and her new role within the company. It quite the subtle power play that was not lost on all of us and causing poor Rita to go even more flustered at the seeming power of her boss. “Terry, please, let me pick up the check this time,” Erin chimed in, not one to shy away from having the opportunity to flaunt her own wealth.“Well, we’ll happily let you two fight over this one since some of us aren’t married to or engaged to millionaires,” Heather chirped in. “Oh hush dear and Erin, you can pick up lunch tomorrow. Now Rita, take me to this adoring client of ours,” Terry said with a quick shift of her heels. It was hard not to stare at the two rather contrasting forms as they moved through the restaurant, Rita graceful on her heels and naturally sliding between different gaps while Terry did her clumsy best to not bump her massive behind into every other patron on the route to the exit. Perhaps more entertaining was the sheer difference in the size of their waist lines, as the slender hourglass of Rita sharply contrasted to the abundant and rather round shaped Terry, whose only slight advantage towards a pear versus an apple was her simply enormous ass. In truth, however, it was the stark contrast of Rita’s seemingly firm and shapely spheres as they alternated for lead position in her dress versus Terry’s spheres, more like rotund blobs that fought for every inch of lingering dress space. “Terry, ever the attention whore,” Erin joked to the two of us. “Well that isn’t exactly news. She always enjoyed the attention, now she just happens to be in a position where she gets it consistently,” Heather replied, acting as if she had been long time friends with Terry like her sister had generally been.“True, but with that young little Spanish girl, it must be getting under her skin that someone else in the department is getting some attention, even if it is her secretary.”“Give her some time, and with Terry’s sheer amount of influence, it won’t be long before that poor little thing plumps back up though,” Heather pointed out.“Plumps back up?” I broke in, confused.“Oh yes, it sounds like little Rita has been one of those yo-yo girls where she has six months where she slims down and looks like she does now, but then plumps back up for a period. The girl has quite the appetite and an amazing sweet tooth from what I have observed and apparently got fat a few times throughout college but managed to somehow always get back down,” Erin explained.“But in our office, Terry is the only woman I have ever seen go down at all while working here,” Heather pointed out.“Yep. Well I think we both know where that poor girl is going to end up,” Erin said as she emphatically patted her rotund belly. “Well if she does well in the company, she probably won’t be complaining too much,” Heather teased, subtly making fun of all of them and their clear success thanks to their girth, particularly Terry as well as Erin’s ability to leverage her weight into a husband. “Probably not, though it might give Terry some concern if her secretary starts to steal the show,” Erin joked, giggling at the thought of Terry not being the star of the show. “You might even have to watch out, if she starts rising up the ranks of the secretaries,” I joked, giving Erin a playful poke that went far deeper than I expected, showcasing just how soft she had become. “Please, no woman can compete with me for my husband’s attention,” Erin joked, shifting her hands from her belly to her massive melons and giving them a gentle push up which caused ripples across her entire body as everything jiggled uncontrollably. “That’s what they all say,” I teased.“Whatever lover boy. Well look at the time, I think you both have had enough of your daily dosage of me, time for me to go back to my loyal husband and whip him into shape for the afternoon,” Erin joked as she rose up after checking her iPhone for the time, causing further ripples across her entire body and good look into the window of cleavage she had on display. Both Heather and I exchanged a bemused glance at the mention of whipping someone into shape as Erin was so far from being able to either whip someone in general, or whip them into shape. At best she was probably going to give her husband some love before one of his meetings, which probably would lead to them leaving early and him cancelling all his meetings to have sex with her which was not uncommon. Fortunately the company was able to run efficiently without him.After Erin struggled to get out of her seat, her heavy body making the challenge increasingly difficult with every day, she did her best to proudly waddle through the establishment, but Heather and I could easily detect the struggles she was having just to get through what would be considered comfortable passing space for most restaurant patrons. Of course, Erin and her giant hips, belly, butt and bust was hardly your normal patron.Finally, after watching Erin wiggle through the doors to the establishment, one last parting image of her curvaceous figure emblazoned within my mind, a sense of completion swept over me. Maybe it was the fact that I had seen the progression from fit Erin to fat Erin and how much of a glutton for everything she had become, or maybe it was Terry’s overconfidence and comfort in all situations that had put me off of each them, not that I had any problems with a confident or greedy woman. Perhaps it was the simple fact that they had both ballooned to an absurd size for their man instead of being truly comfortable in their own skins, though both seemed more than happy with their size and sex appeal it brought them among a certain audience. Maybe it was the fact that Heather had always been my dream girl from before I knew either of them, even if they each had their own unique appeal. What I knew for certain was that I found myself genuinely happy that I was with Heather and not either of the two lovely ladies whom we had been dining with that afternoon.Heather was a beautiful woman after all. Certainly not lacking in the curves department as she snacked on some leftover bread and stared idly off in the direction of Erin, clearly thinking about her sister’s astonishing size versus her own, if I were a betting man. I greedily took advantage of her distracted manner to admire her generous bust, wide hips and just all around dynamite physique. Sure it wasn’t the rock hard hourglass that I had first fallen for back in freshman year of college or again senior year when she decided to force her way into my life, but I much more enjoyed this softer and seemingly happier Heather. There was an unnatural beauty and charm to her that hadn’t been there in her early days, something so endearing that I couldn’t quite explain it. The only words I could say to her that described how I felt were the three words any woman wants to hear.“I love you,” I stated confidently.Snapping out of her daze and turning her warm eyes on me, she fixed me with a heart melting smile and replied in sort as she grabbed my hand, “I love you too babe”With that, we both got up from our table like two love sick puppies and with Heather naturally leading the way on her steep stiletto heels, maneuvered our way out of the restaurant. I truly felt at ease and happy about my decision like I never had before, particularly as I watched Heather’s sizable rear. Finally, as we exited the restaurant and started walking back towards her office, she whirled around with a mischievous glint in her eyes.“You know…my boss is out the rest of the day at an offsite meeting. We could probably sneak away for another hour or two if you can stay away from the office and…go workout,” she proposed, doing a terrible effort to hide her smile.“Will this workout be rather strenuous?”“Mhmm”“Will it involve a lot stretching and abdominal work?”“Potentially”“Will we be getting all hot and sweaty?” I asked, leaning in towards her and wrapping my arm on her soft backside.“Among other things, yes,” she said with a wink and a subtle pat in the region of my member.“How much is it going to cost?” “Oh, I was thinking a free dinner might be nice,” she said with a smile before I pulled her in and we locked lips for several seconds. “I think I can pencil you in for this afternoon,” I teased.“Fabulous, glad you can fit me into your busy schedule. Though you may have to help me out of this pencil skirt,” she joked as she wiggled her ample behind and conveniently bumped against my lower region. “It would be my pleasure,” I said with a smile on my face as I wrapped my arm around Heather’s soft waist, hormones rushing as we eagerly headed to the car where we would rush home and do it like it with an incredible amount of passion and joy. As I wrapped my arm around her soft waist, admiring how her generous behind stuck out quite significantly beyond my reach, I truly understood for the first time what a champion feels like, and it felt great.