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The heat in the city pounds down on the streets. Everyone seems to be looking for the shade, except for one woman. The pretty, but short, blonde woman stands with a smile in front of the camera. She wears a neat white shirt and black pencil skirt.
“..And that is why I personally, and with me the rest of the city, hope that the end of this heath wave is in sight” The pretty blonde says “My name is Amber Miller and we wish you a pleasant evening.”
“And we’ve stopped rolling” The camera man says. Amber’s smile fades and she sighs.
“Ughhhh! It is so freaking hot!” She complains as they walk towards the van.
“It is, now imagine also carrying a heavy camera and audio set” The cameraman says “Time for a drink, want a coke as well?”
“No” Amber answers taking a swig from a bottle with water that had gotten warm “Too many sugars”
“Suit yourself” The man says cracking open a cold soda from a cooler. “Any cool weekend plans?”
“First a workout, then going home, eating with Joe, watching a movie together. Tomorrow we might go for a small hike, if the heat lets us. And Sunday I think I go for a run” Amber answers jumping in the van and turning on the AC. “What about you Mike?”
“You really are such a fit girl” Mike, the cameraman says “Going to the gym in this heat. Pfffff not me”
“Would you go if it was colder?” Amber asks, cocking an eyebrow and giving Mike a questioning smile.
“Probably not” Mike answers and they both laugh “Might have to go soon though. Doctor said that I’m getting a bit heavy at 224 pounds”
Mike was a large guy, both strong, but also a bit fat. Amber just laughs.
“That is two times me” Amber says “more actually I’m just 110 pounds.”
“That is a false comparison, you are a petit 5’4’’ woman” Mike says pounding his chest “I’m a machine! A beer, nacho and pizza fueled machine!”
They both laugh again and the ride back to the office in pleasant atmosphere.

At the office they embrace the nice air of the A/C and they split ways. Mike would put away the equipment and Amber would go to the office floor for the presenters of the network. They split ways and Amber darts up the stairs. After two flights she arrives in the office hall. It always reminded her of a barn, since it was one open space with many desks. She sits down and does some typing. After about an hour she hears high heels walking up to her. She knew that could only be one thing.
“Hello Kathrine” Amber says with fake friendliness “You look lovely today”
Kathrine was one of the main presenters at their network. She and Amber had a bit of a rivalry between each other.
“Amber, darling” Kathrine says “Of course I look stunning. And you look….taller with those high heels. Almost 5’4”?”
Kathrine laughs off her own joke and covers her mouth. Kathrine was a tall 5’10’’ woman, with curly brown hair and puffed up breast. Her long slender legs were absolute eye catchers and Amber hated her. Amber laughs with Kathrine, since it was better not anger someone higher up. Deep down both woman knew that they were being fake to each other. It was a weird show for the rest of the office.
“Thanks Kathrine and your most recent nose job looks, really well too” Amber says, it was a bit of mean shot. But Kathrine was bitch. Kathrine flinches for a second, but they both laugh it off professionally.
“Well I got to go. Someone has to present the big news” Kathrine says “Good luck with your interesting reports on asking people if it is hot”
They both nod and smile, but Amber whispers swear words when Kathrine is gone. God she hated that woman.

-Later that afternoon at the gym-
It was indeed very hot in the gym. Amber was struggling with her usual fit girl routine. She had done her weights, jumping rope, legs and was now doing a bit of cardio. In she was about to be in the cool down. The treadmill slowed and she was catching her breath. She looks at the display and feels satisfied, plenty of calories burned.
“Hey sweetie, you look fit” A man’s voice calls from behind, followed by short whistle “Want to go out some time?”
“Nope, got a boyfriend. Just trying to do my exercises here” Amber says.
God she hates the gym, because of things like this. She puts her towel around her neck and walks to the dressing room. In the dressing room she can’t help, but look in the mirror for a second. There she was, short, blond, with strong defined muscles on her legs. Her abs were on display underneath her sports top, which clang to her rather small breasts. She spins and watches her backside. Still short, still blond and strong buttocks also small in size. She sits down and grabs her phone. She texts her boyfriend, Joe.
“Hey, hey. Just finished with my workout, did you manage to leave work early?” She sends
“Not really….. still here… I will get us some food. Chinese OK?” Joe replies.
“There goes my workout :Roll:”
“Sorry ;_;”
“It’s fine, I’ll just go for an extra-long run on Sunday. Coming home now”

Amber showers and then heads home. After being stuck in traffic for a bit she finally arrives home. When she enters the house it already smells of Chinese food.
“Hey there stranger” Amber says sneaking up on Joe and hugging him.
Joe bends and picks his girlfriend up. Compared to Joe, she was tiny. Joe was about 6’3’’ and a muscled 195 pounds. Had kind blue eyes like hers and his face was framed by a neatly trimmed beard. Joe wasn’t trim or fit because of his workout schedule, but because Joe had a well earning consultancy in geology services. Meaning he dragged heavy equipment for long periods of time trough rough terrain. They kiss and sit down near the tv.

After a bit most of the Chinese is gone. Most of it eaten by Joe, since Amber didn’t have a large appetite. They sit together, both tired from the day’s work and watch some show with reports about peoples their life and odd interests.
“And now for an exclusive story” The television goes “We dive into the relationship of a special couple. These two lovers met over their shared love for food. However where Melissa likes eating good food, Carter likes feeding it to her. These two enjoy the sensation of making Melissa bigger. In something that is called feedersim”
The imagery changes to pictures of the woman when she was slender into ones where she is significantly heavier.
“In one year I went from 140 pounds to 203 pounds” The woman’s voice says “And I’m loving it.”
“Find out more about what keeps these two interested in this after the commercials” The television continues.
“That is crazy!” Amber says with a laugh “What kind of boyfriend would be happy if his girl got fatter? Or what kind of girl wouldn’t mind gaining weight?”
Amber laughs again, but Joe stays awkwardly silent. Amber gets up and shows her flat tummy to Joe.
“Can you imagine that babe?” She says still jolly “Me just getting bigger and bigger, while you feed me?”
She bloats her cheeks and makes and expansion motion with her arms. She pats her tummy and laughs, but notices that Joe stays awfully quiet.
“Babe?” She says confused.
“Yeah right. Crazy!” Joe says with a forced laugh.
“What is the matter?” Amber presses on.
“N-nothing!” Joe says panicked “How about we get something to drink. Want to split a bottle of wine?”
Amber watches Joe get up and rush off into the kitchen. When he sits down again she stares him down her pretty blue eyes piercing his soul.
“Joe…. If I would gain…. Let’s say… 40 pounds” Amber starts noticing, Joe trying to look away. Like a trapped pray “Would you mind that?”
“Of course not!” Joe responds nervous “I love you no matter what.”
“Yeah, but would you… actually like it?” Amber presses on, but gets silence as an answer.
“Babe, be honest with me” She says calm, but stern “Are you actually in to this feederism stuff?”
After a short bit of silence Joe nods his head without looking at his girlfriend. Amber is unsure how she should feel about all this. She pours two glasses of wine and holds her while she crawls in a corner of the large couch. They both sit in silence for a bit until Amber starts talking again.
“How would that even work?” Amber asks “You know…. Fattening me up”
“What?” Joe says looking up bright.
“Just out of curiosity” Amber calms his excitement.
“Eh.. I guess it revolves around two things” Joe answers, feeling comforted by the fact that his girlfriend doesn’t just straight up act disgusted. “Energy consumption and the not burning of this energy.”
Amber takes a sip and waits for him to continue.
“As for the consumption you just have to eat more” Joe continues “Just eating your fill at every meal, eating two or three bites more every time you feel full. Food wise, you can just eat whatever you want whenever you want. If you feel like having a sweet snack, go for it. Feel like eating donuts for breakfast, go for it. Later on you can even try to optimize your intake.”
“And the energy use. Just sit around and relax as much as possible?” Amber adds “And you. What would be your part in all of this?”
“I would personally make you all the food!” Joe says excited “Nothing, but the best for my sweetheart. I would cook or buy whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted. But more importantly. I would celebrate each pound, each small inch with love and affection. Making sure my princess knows, how amazing she is.”
“Interesting” Amber says as she sips her wine.
“But, but!” Joe says feeling like he is saving a sinking ship “We don’t have to start at running speed of course. Just start with relaxing a bit, eating what you want and perhaps skipping gym. I mean I have never heard you say a positive thing about that place. It would give us more time together and we could finally try some restaurants that you would normally not try because of your diet.”
Amber seems to be honestly contemplating, but eventually the conversation changes again and they end up watching a lame movie. However Joe feels like his opportunities aren’t completely closed.

Saturday had been too hot for a hike and they had spend it at their backyard pool instead. In the evening they made love, but it was on Sunday morning that things were different. Joe awoke to the fact that Amber was standing in front of their bedroom mirror. She noticed he was awake and turned around.
“Babe I’ve been thinking” She says with a bit of thoughtful frown “And I think I might give it a try. This feederism of yours. Mostly because I love you, but also for the sake of investigative journalism. I am curious what drives this…. Fetish. So out of curiosity as well. And I could think of one side effect that might be beneficial. Which is this..”
Amber gropes her own chest to indicate its flatness.
“I wouldn’t mind not being nicknamed washing board by the girls at the gym” Amber admits “And it might even show that bitch Kathrine”
Joe’s eyes go wide and he sits up straight.
“But! I want some rules.” Amber continues again “First one, we starts smaller than that lady on the television. I want to gain a maximum of 15 pounds, to test the waters for both of us. And I can opt out at any moment”
“Of course!” Joe says, getting up and hugging and kissing his girlfriend.
“So…. Now what?” Amber says uncertain.
“Well it is time for breakfast” Joe says with a confident smile “So what will you have?”
“Eh… normally I would go for yoghurt and a bit of fruit” Amber says.
“But what do you desire? What do you want to eat?” Joe pushes her thoughts.
“I like…. Pancakes” Amber says “But today is not a cheat day so…”
She notices Joe’s sarcastic expression and realizes that it doesn’t have to be a cheat day to eat nice food now.
“Right” She says with a awkward smile “Pancakes. I’ll have pancakes”

“ohffff that was delicious” Amber says with smile after she finishes her second pancake. “I might be able to get used to this”
The pancakes were thick, sweet and covered in syrup.
“already full?” Joe says trying not to sound disappointed.
“I am content yes” Amber says patting her tummy.
“But are you full?” Joe ask “Can you not eat anymore?”
“Eh….no I can still eat. Just not hungry anymore” Amber replies.
“Right just try to push yourself a bit” Joe urges “Try that third pancake”
Amber huffs and rolls her eyes, but she does get started on that third pancake. When it is gone she feels stuffed. She and Joe walk to the couch and sit down, Joe rubbing her slightly swollen tummy. She had to admit, his gentle touch did feel good. A bit later he offers to get something to drink. He returns with a tall glass of soda.
“Soda?” Amber asks confused.
“Yeah, I know you like it” Joe says “Besides there is no counting calories anymore, so might as well have it right?”
Amber raises her shoulders and takes the glass. This felt a bit like a vacation.

Lunch was left over Chinese food, but this time Amber tried her best to eat as much as she could. And she want for more pork meat rolls than she would normally do.
“Man this is though” Amber says as she sinks down in the couch. Her tummy is a bit rounded by the food packed into her stomach “How will we even keep up with this? I mean how can do something different for dinner?”
“Well... what about fries?” Joe says kissing his girlfriend in her neck.
“Ughh… I can’t even think of food right now, that’s how full I am!” Amber moans “Besides we don’t even own a fryer.”
“You just let me take care of that” Joe says getting up and grabbing his car keys “You just relax and have another soda.”
Before Amber can ask what Joe is up to, he is already gone.

After about an hour and a half Joe returns. He proudly shows Amber a large box and she realizes he actually went to buy a fryer. Quite a large one as well.
“Wow, are you going to start cooking for a whole family now?” Amber says as Joe sets up the machine.
“This one was on sale” Joe lies. “I also bought fries and some other stuff.”
The next 15 minutes Joe spends, filling each cabin with food. Including the fridge. Amber just observes Joe’s behavior, her really was into this. It was kind of sweet to see how happily he was doing this. She also glimmered with a little pride, if her boyfriend being confident enough to admit wanting to see her fatten up a bit didn't show they were comfortable with each other, she didn't know what did. Amber shakes her head and lets her boyfriend do whatever he was doing. If Amber would have been paying attention she would have noticed that Joe was stacking the fridge with full fat and full sugar versions of her normal food. Besides that he had butter, cream, cheese, desserts and many types of meat. The cupboards were filled with, cookies, chocolates, chips and many other types of snacks. After Joe was done unpacking and he had ensembled the fryer, he started cooking.
“Hmmm smells good actually” Amber says moving her thin frame behind her boyfriend. She puts her arms around him and puts her head against his back. “Fries and a burger you are spoiling me”
“I try to” Joe says flipping the burger “Just eat as much as you want. And if possible a bit more”
“It’s like some weird vacation” Amber snickers “in a resort or something. Just eating and relaxing.”
“Perhaps that is a good way for you to view this” Joe says preparing a large burger with bacon strips “Just view it as a vacation. Not to gain weight on purpose, but just to enjoy yourself to the max. Like someone who tries to get their money worth out of one of those resorts.”
They sit down and chat while they eat. Amber eats her fries and the burger and pushes herself to go for seconds. She almost managed to finish the second burger and a side of fries. The meal is paired with nice sweet wine. When she is full again they sit on the couch again and Joe brings her a dessert of some nice scoops of ice cream.
“Are you not having any?” She asks Joe while tasting the sweet dessert, she always had a weak spot for ice cream.
“No…. I will still try to watch my diet” Joe says apologetic “Unless you want to do this together”
“Nah” Amber says after pondering the thought for a second “Having a bigger partner and spoiling said partner is more your thing”
Amber had eaten more that day than she could remember ever doing before. She even ate a bag of chips during the late night movie. The weird part about it, it didn’t feel that bad at all.

-Next morning-
Amber’s alarm goes, she puts on her pajamas and notices that Joe is out of bed already. Did he have an early meeting? As she enters the hallway she smells food being cooked. She strolls down and sees the table is already set.
“I could get used to this” She jokes as she sees a freshly squeezed fruit juice, a plate with greasy breakfast sausages, scrambled eggs and a glass of chocolate milk. Joe turns around and kisses her.
“And I even made you a homemade French Vanilla Cappuccino” Joe says as he sits down and starts eating his own cereal breakfast “It’s in the fridge so you can take it in your car to work.”
“Babe those things are loaded with sugar and calories” Amber says, immediately realizing that that was probably the whole point. She laughs and bops her head “Never mind, still getting used to all this.”
Joe laughs, but in the back of his mind he thinks about the sugar bomb that is waiting in the fridge. Heavy cream, espresso, sugar, vanilla ice cream and a lot of syrup. Made for an almost 1200 calorie drink. It would be really beneficial if Amber turned out to like the drink.

Amber did like the drink, a lot actually. It was filling, but quite to her taste. She never really drank this kind of drinks. She knew she was going to have trouble giving this up once this trial period was over, but then again she wasn’t planning on getting really fat. Or even chubby for that matter. That day Amber actually did take a donut with her coffee break. Instead of eating a salad she went with Mike to a drive though. When asked about her change in diet she laughed it off and said her dietician advised her to gain a bit of weight. Another pastry with the next coffee break and then it was time to go home. Back home large meal cooked by Joe and snacks in the evening. That night Amber lies in bed with a full stomach. She never ate before going to bed, sometimes she was even hungry while trying to fall asleep. Now a meatball sandwich was slowly being digested and it kind of felt nice.
“Just like a vacation” She mumbles as she peacefully drifts of to sleep.

-A week later-
“Holy…. ” Amber says as she looks at the read out of the scale. The red LED screen showed a weight of 111.7. Amber walks out in her underwear and sees Joe waiting for her, he is already dressed.
“Well?” He asks calm, but interested “What did it say?”
“111.7 pounds. I was around 110.2 last week” Amber says feeling a bit numb “I gained a pound and a half in one week!”
She looks at the mirror , all of a sudden she feels insecure about this whole plan. Was she really OK with gaining weight?
“Well you did eat a lot last week” Joe says, getting up and embracing her “You are doing so well. You are amazing”
He kisses her, but Amber is staring at the mirror. She tries to find where she gained weight, but she couldn’t notice where exactly. Joe let her go and informed her that breakfast would soon be ready.
“I made your favorites” Joe says as he leaves the room “Blueberry waffles. With whip cream and chocolate sauce.”
Amber stares at the mirror for a bit longer. Still she didn’t notice a difference that much. Perhaps the evil pounds of fat were a bit of a media myth. She takes a deep breath, gets dressed and gets to her breakfast. After all she did like blueberry waffles.

-A month later-
Things were noticeable now. Eating to her hearts content, only getting the best and richest dishes from her boyfriend, not working out anymore, did start to show. Joe marked her new weight in a little journal they kept in the drawer of the nightstand. 118.9 pounds was it now.
“8 pounds do show” Amber says a bit somber. She looks at her still flat tummy. However her abs had faded a bit. Amber felt conflicted, one part was loving the extra attention from Joe and just eating and doing whatever she wanted. Her eating certainly did always give them something to talk about that day. Not even always in a 'kink' sense, but it felt like a hobby they had adopted together. The other part was her panicking over how she would have to lose all this weight again. How she might even need to buy new clothes. How getting fatter is a bad thing. What would her friends and coworkers think?
“You look beautiful” Joe encourages her “More feminine than ever”
“Thanks, less than 7 more pounds and then I am done” Amber says “That was the deal”
“Whatever you want” Joe says, but deep inside this first trial made him hungry for more. Much more. That afternoon he celebrates Amber’s gain by giving her pie for lunch.

-Another month later-
Those 7 pounds had arrived quickly, putting Amber at exactly 125.5 pounds. Her clothing was getting snug, her skinny jeans now costed a lot of effort to pull up. Her butt had plumped up and her panties now slightly dug in to her softer sides. Even her breasts seemed to be filling her bra better now.
“That is a BMI of 22” Joe informs her “perfectly healthy.”
“Yeah, yeah. The promise was 15 pounds” Amber says, seeing what Joe is trying “Today is the end of this vacation.”

However quitting was harder than Amber had imagined. She had liked the meals and drinks she was being served by Joe. Quitting is especially harder if your counter part is not helping as well. Not only did Joe still offer to make the meals and the special coffee drinks. He had also been slightly naughty. To Joe it was obvious that Amber liked eating, and she actually liked the feeling of a well filled stomach. She had a bit of trouble with the added effect of gaining weight, but she would come around that as well. So for the last month he had added an appetite stimulant to her food. This increases digestion and creates a stronger feeling of hunger. The appetite stimulant was nothing to crazy, just some herbs and spices that are known to help digestion and increase appetite.

JOE POV
How amazing was this? How absolutely fantastic was this? Sure I had fantasized about Amber being heavier one day, but that she was actually open to gaining weight? So of course I have been happy with the gain of 15 pounds. She is absolutely amazing! However I soon realized this made me want more. Seeing the slight bit of pudge on my always so fit and lean girlfriend, drives me wild. I want to nourish that tiny layer of fat. Feed it until becomes a belly. Then that belly would slowly swell outwards with each pound, until it eventually also starts to hang down. Slowly burying Amber’s waistbands. Covering up those abs further and further. Seeing amber struggle with her skinny jeans, makes me want to instantly feed her. This trial makes me long for an Amber with a large soft belly, thick thighs and large jiggling butt. Seeing the scale go up and up. Until the small blond would surpass the 200 pounds. Now before I go wild with fantasies, I do want Amber to happy of course. However I know she is a bit of kinky girl, so I will not force her of course, but I will clearly show my intentions and try to persuade her my path. I just know she will enjoy this!

AMBER POV
Ho-l-y-shit…. I gained 15 pounds. 15 fricking pounds! On purpose! Gosh my jeans are so tight now, and that tight white shirt of mine is also impossible to fit in comfortably now. I look down at my abs and see the soft coating of fat that is one them. My lip pulls up in disapproval. That is going to take awhile to burn off. Darn it, what is wrong with Joe!? Some guys would kill to have a fit girl like me as their girlfriend. And he…. He want’s me plumper. Although it did feel nice to be treated so well, but no! No I don’t want to be fat. But why did he have to be such a good cook? Joe seems to have picked up quickly on what tastes I enjoy, since the food only seems to get better.

Neutral view
About a week after Amber had said she would quit she got on the scale again 126.3.
“Hmmm still heavier” She sighs. It was a Sunday morning and Joe was baking in the kitchen already. “That sneaky guy”
Amber sighs and walks to the mirror. She wasn’t simple, she knew Joe would love it if she gained more weight. She however was pretty sure she didn’t want to gain that weight. However she did really enjoy the eating. She takes a deep breath and looks at the mirror and then at her clothing closet.
“10 more pounds. That is all, after that we quit and I will go on a diet. I don’t want to be really fat.” Amber says to her reflection, sounding a bit uncertain. “But he is going to buy me new clothes”

Joe was overjoyed and wholeheartedly agreed to replace Amber’s wardrobe. Any size she wanted. Amber had assured him that it would just be for another 10 pounds, so one size would be enough. Joe can’t help, but look at the plus sized section as Amber tries clothes. To celebrate Amber’s new clothing Joe made nice hamburger meal that evening.
“love you” He says as he kisses Amber on her forehead and places the plate with the first burger in front of her.
“Love you too” Amber says, feeling her mouth water a bit. “Man I don’t know why, but I’m starving”
Joe just smiles and sits down, he knew very well why Amber felt so hungry. Amber digs in and finishes the first hamburger. Joe immediately serves her a second hamburger. Bite after, bite of hamburger she takes until the second hamburger is also gone.
“Ufffff… those are rich” Amber says leaning back.
“Are you full?” Joe inquires, getting ready to serve a third hamburger “Like stuffed?”
“Yea----” Amber starts until she thinks about it. She was not hungry that was clear, but it wasn’t like when they just started. She could eat more, but should she? She looks at Joe and melts and his almost childlike hopeful face “Actually…no…. I think I can maybe eat a bit more”
“Awesome!” Joe says and gets to preparing the third burger. 700 calories per burger. 2100 calories of just food for this one meal. This should help increasing Amber’s size. Amber might have thought one burger was one burger, and it wasn't as if she hadn't eaten those before in her life right? But Joe knew there was a world of difference between those wafer thin patties on nothing but wheat buns she used to eat VS the quarter pounder hearty beef burgers fixed with plenty of toppings and sauces her was putting between more fluffy white bread buns he was plating now

“I’ve eaten so much” Amber complains as she stands, her stomach aching from the large meal she had. “I feel pregnant of food”
“You look pregnant too” Joe says as if it was a compliment “Got a nice round tummy going”
Amber shoots him a dirty look, but can’t help but smile at the end.
“How on earth was I able to eat three burgers” Amber says as Joe wraps his hands around her. Putting his large right hand on her sensitive tummy and rubbing it. Why did that feel so good? “And fries and have a soda”
“Well, think of it this way. The stomach is sort of like a muscle. It can be trained” Joe starts, while he quickly calculates that the fries and soda made a grand total of 2600 calories. “By stuffing yourself you will be able to train your stomach to hold more food. Next to this does it also stretch your stomach, making you able to eat more.”
“Stretch it?” Amber say abhorred.
“Don’t worry about it” Joe says, kissing her neck “You just relax and pick a movie. I’ll do the dishes and join you in a minute”
Amber holds on to Joe for just a bit and then sits down. This was nice, she hasn’t done the dishes even once since they started all this. And not just the dishes, Joe was pampering as much as possible. His motive was for her to waste as least calories as possible. To Amber this just seemed really sweet and relaxing. While Joe cleans up he hums as he fills in some things on a app on his phone. Ambers breakfast of eclairs, 1000 calories. Lunch of pizza, she managed 2/3 of it, 1500 calories. Snacks, 500 calories. Dinner 2300 calories, drinks 2000 calories. Grand total 7300 calories. Joe looks in the fridge and smiles at the pint of ice cream. Plus maybe some extra scoops of ice cream later this evening, but let’s leave those out of the calculation. He presses enter the app calculates and informs him that for a woman of Amber’s height, weight an activity level she consumed 5600 calories to much. The number was blinking in red. Joe smiled, that number should only go up from now on.

-6 weeks later-
AMBER POV
138 pound, Amber stands on the scale. Gets off it and steps on again. 138.1 pounds. I overshot my own deal with two pounds! I am so fricking stupid! My abs are gone now! Replaced by a small tummy with a bit of pudge on it. My breasts seemed fuller though. Oh god, my arms are getting softer as well? Oh no! Look at my butt! My new jeans are already tight, I am starting to develop an actually bit of big butt. Even my thighs have rounded out, but thankfully still neatly separated.
“Oh Joey I’ll just gain another couple of pounds” Amber imitates her self in a higher, bimbo like voice. She used the extra -Y after Joe if she wanted to sound sweet to him. “arghhhhh! I’m going to get fat like this!” Amber grunts and walks into the bedroom. I let myself drop onto the bed and think for a second. Downstairs Joe was no doubt making me another high calorie, high fat breakfast.
“It is time to be honest” Amber says clenching her fists. “No more gaining. From now on I ought to be losing weight.”
Besides Joe didn’t have to know I actually overshot the goal.

Neutral POV
Amber went back to the gym, cut the second servings and told Joe the truth. That she wanted to lose weight. Joe accepted, but still posed a treat to her figure. While cutting the second portions helped and raising her activity level brought a bit of tone back to her body. After a month she had still not lost a single pound. In fact, according to the scale she gained a pound. However she told herself that this was just water weight. Another two weeks went past and still no results, Amber was getting frustrated.
After a workout at the gym she was sitting on the couch, feeling exhausted and she looked straight up miserable. She had been no were near her old workout regime and worse she didn’t seem to be losing any weight.
“Something wrong?” Joe asks as he walks into the living room, just back from his work.
“Yes something is wrong!” She says annoyed “I’m still fat and it is your fault!”
“My fault?” Joe says surprised “And you are not even chubby.”
“It’s just…. I know…. It isn’t your fault. I agreed on this” Amber says, calming down and sinking back “It is just that…. I can’t seem to lose any weight…. And it makes me hate the gym only more.”
“Could it possibly be…. That you did enjoy eating whatever you want?” Joe says as he puts away his stuff “Maybe you’ve been so stern for yourself in the past, that when you finally had this freedom and didn’t have to do things you didn’t like…. You actually enjoyed it?”
“I did enjoy it” Amber says soft after a minute of silence, meanwhile Joe dropped down next to her on the couch and she crawled against him. “But I really don’t want to be fat”
“Babe…” Joe says, feeling that Amber is actually upset “First of all I want to you to know I love you no matter what, skinny or…heavier. But how about this. You don’t magically get fat. You seem to be good at maintaining your weight. So you can continue with what we were doing earlier, maybe you even enjoy being a chubby girl. And when you think it is enough, you can do whatever you do now”
Amber just stays silent for a while.
“In fact… I think I might know a thing to perhaps persuade you” Joe says as he gets a plan, after all Amber was a bit of kinky girl “Just go upstairs and dress down to your underwear and wait for me.”
“Oh…..what is this plan of yours?” Amber says raising her eyebrow.
“You’ll see” Joe says as he kisses the blond girl on her head and gets up. “It involves the valentines present you gave me last year”
Amber thinks for second, but then gets a bit of a blush. She walks upstairs and wonders what Joe is planning. In the bedroom she strips to her black bra and panties and sits kneeling down on the bed. After a minute Joe arrives, he puts a box on the ground at the head of the bed so Amber can’t see what it is. Then from behind his back he shows the two pink handcuffs that Amber had gifted him. They had never used them before, but Amber’s heart reacts excited. Joe takes of his shirt and pants and crawls in bed with her. Kissing her and guiding her hands to the bed poles. Amber’s breath stocks as he trails his hands along her figure. Showing a confident smile. She moves a bit, but she was firmly stuck to the bedframe now. Then Joe reveals what is in the box. It was fancy box with French words on it. The number at the bottom indicated 500 grams.
“What is that?” Amber asks a bit uncertain.
“Your meal for today” Joe says opening the box “bonbons, over a pound of it.”
“What you can’t be serious-” Amber starts, but is shushed by Joe softly pushing. She tastes the chocolate, it was really good. Joe spared no money on this treat. Before she is done eating the next bonbon patiently waits to enter her mouth. And then the next and then the next. After half the box is gone Amber starts to feel a bit full. Joe slows down the feeding a bit and spends some time rubbing her tummy or kissing her chocolate stained lips. Amber meanwhile is in a state of civil war. The pleasure parts of her brain are euphoric, the play, the atmosphere, the chocolates. It all felt so good. The rational part was in mayhem, the amounts of calories! And sugars and fats! What if she outgrew her next jeans?
“Pfff I think I’m done. Don’t you?” Amber says as she gets up on her elbows a bit.
“Nice try babe” Joe says taking the next chocolates and pushing them between Ambers pink lips “But you are finishing this box”
Ambers sense flare up again, but the pleasure part of her brain wins again and she sinks back. Letting Joe stuff her with more of the sweet treats.

After three fourth of the box Amber’s breath is labored. Joe massages and trails her sensitive tummy, but still makes sure that slowly the bonbons make their way into ambers stomach. Amber’s face is smeared with chocolate and she is pathing, but Joe keeps feeding her. Until…..
“You’ve done it honey” He whispers in her ear “Over a pound of chocolate, resting in that little tummy of yours…..how do you feel?”
“It feels…. I feel…” Amber says in a breathy voice “I feel great…..and still so wrong”
“Perhaps you like being a bit of a bad girl?” Joe says as he slowly releases the handcuffs “Saying fuck societies norms, I do what I want.”
They embrace each other again and make sensual love. That night Amber decides, maybe just bit more. Ten pounds….maybe 15?

-A month later-
This morning the scale had told her she had reached a weight of 147, as usual the slight panic settled in. However she swiftly remembered the night before were Joe had made a cake with her name spelled on it. Adored with pink hearths of frosting, he once more confirmed how beautiful he thought she was as they watched a movie on the couch and she ate half the cake. Joe would probably make her finish it tonight. Another obvious sign that she had gained weight was that there was more bouncing to her as she walked. When she walked up the stairs today, feeling slightly winded at the end, she could feel a slight jiggle of her tummy fat and a definite jiggle of her enlarged butt. This kept her from eating her usual snacks that Joe packed her in the morning. He made sure she always had some extra large Snicker bars, clean 300 calories a piece. She had tried to skip them today, but she was too damn hungry. This was an effect of the weight gain powder that Joe put trough her morning coffee drink. Amber ends up eating two of the bars until it was finally time for lunch.

She goes to the canteen where she usually eats with Mike, her camera man and Brenda, a close friend of her. Brenda is a firm dark skinned lady, with the kindest personality. Brenda and Mike form a couple, but they think that Amber doesn’t know this yet. However today both of them are ‘sick’. The canteen offered a few healthy options, but those were usually restricted to salads. With out thinking much of it Amber orders the special menu of the week. Large amount of fries, salmon, white bread and sauce. She finds a spot to sit and while looking trough her phone she eats her meal. Until she is interrupted by a voice that to her feels like nails drawn over a chalkboard.
“Hey girl, mind if we join you” Katherine says, already sitting down. Together with two of the leaches that she associates with. Amber can’t remember their name. Amber puts on her best fake smile and engages in small talk. After a while the conversation falls silent.
“So, Amber you know I love gossip” Kathrine starts, the real reason why she joined Amber’s table “So tell me…..is there something going on with you? Perhaps a special event?”
“What? What do you mean?” Amber says confused looking at Kathrine while she finishes her salmon.
“Oh common Amber tell me. Don’t be such a tease” Kathrine says giving one of her annoying loud laughs “I’ve seen what you’ve been eating lately…And how much of it…. And I noticed you got a bit…rounder. So tell me, are you pregnant?”
“What!? No!” Amber says firm.
Katherine first looks disappointed, since her gossip failed. Then her face lights up again and she gets a sly smile.
“Oh? Well I guess it is tough to balance work and keeping the pounds off for us news ladies.” Kathrine says smug “I mean not for me, but there are others who have a bit of sectary spread when they get to the office. I’m sure those…. 20 pounds? Will be gone in no time again”
Katherine laughs it off like she was joking, but Amber feels her cheeks light up. Also because it was already more than 20 pounds that she gained. Katherine laughs again, touches her hand and excuses herself. She and her posy leave again. Amber feels enraged, but trough that she feels…. That she is still hungry. The thought of full stomach shined trough her anger. As if it was a way to rebel against Katherine, but more than that it was comfort food. Amber gets up and gets a second serving, hoping none of her colleagues would notice.

-A week later-
The Diamond State Tower, was one of the largest company skyscrapers in the city. In the penthouse office was the office of miss Olivia Bernstein. Olivia is a model, owner of several fashion brands, modeling agency’s and more. At 28 years old she was also one of the younger CEO’s in the world. She sits in her office as she watches a large TV screen. Her perfectly tanned skin contrasting her white business suit. She is watching the local news station. On the screen a slightly chubby, but shapely, blonde is presenting an item about the effects of recent traffic policies in the city. While the subject itself was not too interesting to Olivia, she did have interest in the reporter.
“Dave” She says to her assistant “Would you mind finding out a bit more about that girl. I believe it is only recently that she got…softer. I want her name, current position, some older photo’s etcetera.”
“Yes ma’am” the assistant says and makes a note.
“She might be perfect for our new project” Olivia says as closely observes the woman on the television. The black skirt she was wearing was strained by her increased hip size. You could see a bit of muffin top forming underneath her button shirt, when the wind of a passing truck blew her jacket to the side a bit. Olivia smiled, she might have found her model for that one special project.

-A week later-
“Do you really have to go?” Amber says prowling her bottom lip as she gives Joe puppy eyes. It was early in the morning and Joe had to go on a flight. He had a job that would keep him abroad for four weeks.
“Only if you want to keep the house, pay the bills and have money to spare” Joe says kissing his now chubby girlfriend “We will Skype and after this job I will have lots of free time.”
“Fiiiiine” Amber says a bit spoiled “Love you”
“Love you too” Joe says giving Amber another kiss “Don’t forget to eat well”
“yeah, yeah I can take care of myself” Amber says, rolling her eyes. This might actually be good for losing some weight finally. Not having Joe’s delicious, but calorie rich cooking near. As Joe’s cab leaves she stands in the driveway. She pours herself one of the coffee drinks that Joe had prepared and takes the cup upstairs. Joe had made enough for her to last a week and told her how to make it. To be sure to add the vanilla (weight gain) powder! She was thankful that Joe had also agreed to once again supply her with bigger clothes, but this time she was determined to start losing weight. And this was the perfect opportunity. A month of strict dieting. Having to move up to medium sized clothing had been a bit too much for Amber to handle. She sits down behind her laptop in their home office and starts looking for some diet tips. Meanwhile she sips her 1200 calorie drink and reads.

The first three days had been OK, Amber managed to sort of stick to her diet. Only snacking twice. Unbeknownst to Amber was that those small snack moments combined with her ‘coffee’ was enough to keep her calorie intake above 3000 per day. Less than normal, but still too much. Needless to say she wasn’t losing any weight. After week she had her first full break down and ordered a pizza. She just wasn’t to used anymore to cooking extensive meals for herself. Surprising herself that she managed to actually eat it by herself. The day after that she ordered Chinese, since it was “healthier”. This pattern continued for a while until….

AMBER POV
The alarm buzzes. I groan, hit it and open my eyes. Had to be in the office early today because I have this weird meeting with our public image coach. Probably some boring update on some company policy. Amber sits to the side of the bed and looks down.
“Ugh…..Why the fuck did I ever agree to this” I think and grab my newly formed lovehandles “Gosh my thighs blew up as well.”
I get up and look at my back side in the mirror.
“Not just my thighs” I sighs as I see how much my rounder butt jiggles.
I pick my panties from between my now meatier butt, something I have gotten a bit used to and sigh. First a weigh in, to see if my work payed off! Amber dashes the bathroom in and steps on the scale.
“arrrghhhh!” I groan “Why does losing weight have to be so hard? And how did I still manage to gain two pounds!?”
The scale indicates a weight of 155.2 pounds. I’m fucking fat! No more food, only my coffee and then it is off to work!

Neutral POV
Amber skipped breakfast, which left her thinking about food the entire drive to work. When she arrives she even feels faint. She drops off her stuff, checks her e-mails and heads to the office of the public image coach. She expected other people from her department, but is surprised as she walks in alone.
“Ah, there you are. Amber right?” A tall, slender, slightly older blonde woman says “My name is Nancy pleased to meet you.”
They shake hands and sit down. Nancy has perfect white teeth, a glued on smile and a slightly too loud voice.
“So we are having this meeting because we are having a bit of a problem” She says her teethy smile not fainting
“A problem?” Amber asks now slightly worried, she doesn’t know why but the slight anxiousness from this conversation makes her think more about how hungry she is.
“A…. bit of a problem” Nancy says in political correct way “As you know we here at our corporation want to promote a….healthy living style”
“Yeah….?” Amber says still not sure where the woman is going with this.
“Proper sleep rhythm, enough exercise and a healthy diet” Nancy continues “That is what we want to say with our image. Especially from those who are our public image like you.”
“I still don’t underst-” Amber starts, but is cut short.
“I’m talking about that” Nancy says, still with the same smile. She points to a hole that had formed at the side of Amber’s skirt. The pale flesh of her thicker thighs peaking out. Amber covers it up with a note pad and turns red.
“You seem to have gained a substantial amount of weight” Nancy goes on “Do you mind telling me how much you currently weigh and what your height is?”
“150 pounds” Amber lies “5’4’’ ”
“That means” the woman puts the numbers in the computer. “That according to your BMI you are considered overweight. You should weigh around 120 to 125 pounds. Meaning that we advise you to lose at least 25 pounds”
“Advise me to….” Amber says, not expecting a corporate machine to react like this.
“To lose 25 pounds, until then you cannot work in front of the camera. Only in the office” Nancy says “Your office tasks of this week are still suspended. We advise to visit a dietician. Until you return to the healthy kind of image that we want to represent.”
“You can’t do this!” Amber says angry.
“It is all in your contract” the woman says “And besides…. It is also in your own interest. You don’t want to turn into the office fatty….do you?”
Amber was astonished, but had nothing left to say to this robot pretending to be human. She drives home that day, but can’t ignore the feeling in her stomach. To sooth her frustration she stops at a drive trough. She only wanted to buy a drink and a lean salad, but when she sees the food she falls for a menu. She ends up with a soda and a milkshake, a large fries a double hamburger and small salad on the side. Amber drives home and in the evening orders food again and ventilates all her frustration to Joe trough Skype. Joe is surprised that she is actually not blaming him, but she is blaming herself for getting to much into just eating and snacking whenever, whatever.

-The next day-
Amber is sitting in the yard, slowly eating some ice cream. She knew she should go see that dietician, but for today she had a rest day to take it all in. Then her phone rings, an unknown number. Amber is curious and picks up.
“Hello, with Amber”
“Hello is this miss Miller?”
“Yes, who is this?”
“I’m calling on behalf of Olivia Bernstein. We would like to invite you this week for a business meeting.”
“A business meeting… with miss Bernstein? Is this a prank call?”
“Absolutely not ma’am. I will send you the details her assistants number. You can call it to double check.”

-End of the week-
Amber is slightly nervous, what would one of the most powerful woman of the fashion world and the city want to talk about with her. Amber is standing in the elevator and straightens out her ill fitting jacket. She enters the top floor where a different receptionist leads her to a meeting room. The room was large and could probably be converted to a studio or something. While Amber is admiring the expensive interior a woman walks in. She is beautiful, tall, amber skinned and obviously important.
“Miss Miller” Olivia says shaking Amber’s hand “Mind if I say Amber?”
“of course miss Bernstein” Amber says nervous.
“Oh please call me Olivia” Oliva replies with a charming laugh. “Dave fetch me and amber some drinks and a lunch”
Amber had actually just eaten lunch, subs with too much ham, but she was too polite to decline. The man called Dave soon returns with a fine lunch. Amber can’t help, but notice that Olivia only has a salad and she got an fancy éclair and grilled duck sandwich, with a mixed juice drink to wash it down. Olivia and she talk about small thinks and jobs and Amber’s work. Meanwhile slowly, bit by bit the lunch disappears into Amber’s stomach. Making Olivia smile pleased.
“I am truly enjoying this invitation Olivia” Amber says after finishing her drink “But I do wonder what business you wanted to talk about?”
“Straight to the point I see. I like that.” Olivia says, like they didn’t just spend half an hour talking about nothing “Well Amber you know I am in many types of modeling a leading figure. And when I saw your parts on the news I looked at your face and those pretty eyes and thought. I see a model. A new model for my newest agency.”
“A model!?” Amber says, coughing as she almost chokes on a bit of the éclair. Olivia smiles pleasant and waits for Amber to call down.
“Yes a model” Olivia replies “For one of my smaller, but newer agencies.”
“B-but I’m not tall… or that special” Amber stutters, not comprehending the offer “And…..and recently I have gained a bit…. Of you know…weight”
Amber casts her look down until she feels Olivia’s hands on hers. She looks up to see the Oliva’s mesmerizing green eyes pierce hers.
“All of that…. Is exactly why I want you. You will not be like the other models…. No insane diets, not just skin and bones and unreachable sizes for young girls. No! You will be human!” Olivia says excited. “You gained weight, that is exactly why I noticed you. You carry it so well in those voluptuous curves.”
“Eh…thanks?” Amber says still uncertain.
“That is exactly why I want you to come work for my new plus-sized agency!” Olivia presses on. “I mean we probably have to bump you up to XL sizes for that, but it will be magnificent!”
“Plus-sized?” Amber says suddenly feeling less dreamy “Bump up to XL sizes? What do you mean?”
“Well honey… My new agency is all about real women….with real sizes” Olivia responds “You will be the leading star, but it is a plus sized agency…. So you do need to grow into plus-sized sizes. I reckon we start at XL sizes”
“You want me to…gain even more weight?” Amber says astonished.
“Exactly!” Olivia says “I estimate you between 155 and 160 pounds… so another…10 to 20 pounds should do the trick.”
“20 pounds!? I will be freaking obese by then!” Amber says surprised.
“You won’t be that big, but perfect for the model I want” Olivia says with a twinkle. That woman was serious about all of this.
“This is insane” Amber says “I don’t want to be fat”
“Oh don’t call it fat. Fat is such an ugly word. Just think of yourself as… more voluptuous or curvy. Besides this job will pay really well” Olivia says sinking down in her chair and observing Amber “I have some connections at your network…. Heard about your slight problem with the public image office. That is why I decided to call you. You can try to lose that weight…. And they might put you back at the bottom of their ladder…. Or you could just enjoy life… nothing more than that…. And become the leading star in my new agency.”
Amber is silent for a while, she was thinking.
“I want some time to think…. And to discuss this with my boyfriend” She says getting up.
“Of course” Olivia says getting up as well to send her on her way. Olivia was pleased with the seed that she planted in Amber’s mind. “I’ll let Dave call you next week for your answer”
Olivia and Amber say goodbye and Olivia stays in the penthouse of the office building.
“And?” Dave asks.
“I think she will do it…..What other options does she have?” Olivia says pleased, with an almost sinister smile.
“I guess that is true” Dave responds calm “What did you tell her?”
“Oh you know the truth…. Sort of” Olivia casually responds “She will be part of a new plus sized agency. And that we want her to be between 170 to 190 pounds.”
“A plus sized agency?” Dave responds “I guess you can call it that.”
“Right?” Olivia says turning around to her office “The only thing is that she have to get plus size….and then she will keep more plus sized by the month”
Olivia gives a short laugh and then goes through her office doors.

-later that evening-
Amber is munching on some chips while she watches something on her laptop. She is still mulling over her choice. Either she had to lose 20 pounds to keep her current job. Or gain 20 to try the new opportunity. On the one hand was going back to her old ways. On the other was trying this new and slightly exciting path together with Joe. However like some sort of medieval drama play the price that had to be payed for the second path was huge. She had to give up her fit life style and get fat. Then she is receiving a video call from Joe. She swiftly puts away the bag, dusts of the crumbs and accepts the call.
“Hey honey” Joe voice comes through the speaker. “How is life treating you?”
“Good, since you know that office incident” Amber says nodding her head “How is the assignment?”
The couple chats for a bit, have a laugh at one of Joe’s adventures and talk some more.

“So how is your diet going?” Joe asks as casually as possible.
“Not that well” Amber says with groan, then a sly smile appears on her face “Not that you mind”
“If you want to lose weight, I want you to lose weight” Joe says philosophical “But it is true that every extra pound of you is considered a positive thing in my opinion and will be welcomed with nothing, but love. However I want you to be happy more than anything”
Amber smiles, Joe could be so sweet. For a moment she thought about telling Joe about her job offer, but then decide against it. She had to think a bit longer. Besides it would be a really good surprise for when Joe was back. They finish up the call and Amber returns to her movie emptying the bag of chips and opening a new one. It was weird, but for the first time in her life she did not feel guilty for gorging like this. That evening two bags of chips and half a tub of ice cream ended up in Ambers, stomach.