College Weight Gain

chapter four

The following weekend, Tyler and Kaylin drove over to visit Tyler's parents for a long-overdue family gathering. Tyler knew his mom loved to cook, and her meals were legendary in his family—rich, hearty, and always plentiful. He was eager to see how much Kaylin could handle, knowing how much she'd been indulging herself lately. In fact, he was excited about the feast that awaited them, and he had no doubt his mom would go all out.

As they pulled up to the house, Tyler glanced over at Kaylin, who had opted for a pink cropped sweater that clung tightly to her fuller frame. The soft material stretched across her arms and chest, and her belly spilled out just below the hem, the curve of her stomach pronounced as her shorts—now far too tight—cut into her soft hips. The denim skirt she was wearing was even smaller, digging into her flesh and leaving red marks across her thighs. Her shorts beneath it strained to hold her growing body, the waistband barely holding on as she shifted in the seat.

"Ready for this?" Tyler asked with a grin as he eyed her round belly poking out from her too-tight clothes.

Kaylin smiled, a bit breathless, and nodded. "I'm so ready. I can already smell the food. It's making me even hungrier."

Tyler was barely able to contain his excitement as he helped her out of the car. She moved slower now, the extra weight weighing her down more with each step. He could feel her soft belly brush against him as he guided her toward the door, and he couldn't help but admire how she looked—so full and indulgent in her body, without a care in the world. He loved it.

When they reached the door, Tyler's mom greeted them with a warm hug, her face lighting up when she saw Kaylin. "Oh, Kaylin! You look so good! And you look hungry!" she said, laughing as she ushered them inside.

The house was filled with the intoxicating smells of roasted meats, baked bread, and rich casseroles. Tyler watched Kaylin's eyes widen as she took it all in—platters of food already spread across the table, waiting to be devoured. It was enough to make anyone hungry, but for someone with a growing appetite like Kaylin, it was nothing short of paradise.

Kaylin's stomach let out a small growl as she stepped into the kitchen, and her mouth practically watered. "This looks amazing, Mrs. T!" she said as she smiled, clearly excited for the meal ahead. She could already feel her waistband tightening, but she was too focused on the food to think about it.

They were seated at the dining room table, and Tyler helped Kaylin into her seat. She shifted her heavy body to get comfortable, trying to adjust her tight skirt, but it pressed into her waist, the waistband digging deeper into her flesh as her round belly jutted out, bulging over the skirt. Her pink cropped sweater strained across her chest, and the hem of it rode up even further as she shifted, exposing more of her soft belly. But Kaylin didn't seem to care in the least. She was more focused on the food.

Within moments, Tyler's mom was placing the first plate of food in front of her—roast chicken, creamy mashed potatoes, and a generous side of buttery green beans. Kaylin wasted no time, diving into the meal with gusto, her fork moving quickly between her mouth and the plate. She was practically inhaling the food, savoring every bite as though she hadn't eaten in days.

Tyler couldn't help but watch, transfixed, as Kaylin's belly expanded, pressing even more firmly against the fabric of her skirt. She kept eating, plate after plate arriving at her side. First came the mac and cheese—rich, cheesy, and creamy, with a crispy golden layer on top. She took a large helping, shoveling it into her mouth without hesitation. The rolls, warm and dripping with butter, were next, followed by a heaping serving of corn casserole and fresh-baked bread.

Each time she cleared a plate, his mom was right there, offering more. Kaylin barely paused, her movements mechanical as she ate. With every bite, her belly grew heavier and more swollen, pushing out from beneath her sweater and skirt. Her crop top was now barely covering the top of her belly, and the waistband of her skirt was leaving deep impressions in her soft flesh, creating red indentations around her hips and thighs.

Tyler couldn't tear his eyes away. There was something intoxicating about watching her eat so freely, her body expanding with every indulgence. Her face was flushed with fullness, but she didn't seem to care. She was lost in the pleasure of the food, and it turned Tyler on more than he could admit.

"Kaylin, you're such a good eater," Tyler's mom said with a proud smile as she placed another heaping plate in front of her.

Kaylin smiled back, her cheeks slightly flushed, and continued eating, her belly rounding out more and more with each bite. She wasn't slowing down—if anything, her appetite seemed insatiable. By the time she finished her third plate of food, her stomach was noticeably distended, pushing hard against the fabric of her skirt and sweater. But she didn't stop. Instead, she happily accepted dessert—a slice of rich, chocolate cake, topped with whipped cream and a cherry. She dug into it immediately, savoring every sweet bite, her belly now so full that it practically rested on her lap, rounding out like a beach ball under her clothes.

When she finished the dessert, she leaned back in her chair, her hand resting on her stomach. Her fingers traced over the bulge of her belly, which was now straining against the tight fabric of her clothes. She let out a satisfied sigh, her eyes glazed over with contentment.

"Tyler, I'm so full," she murmured, her voice soft and lazy, but there was a small, content smile on her face. "I don't think I can eat another bite."

Tyler leaned in close, rubbing her full belly with his hand as he whispered, "You did amazing, babe. I love seeing you like this."

Kaylin smiled up at him, oblivious to how tight her clothes were as she shifted in her seat. "Thanks, Ty. You know I love your mom's cooking."

Tyler's mom beamed, clearly happy that everyone was well-fed and content. As they left the table, Kaylin waddled to her feet, her movements slower and more labored now. She rubbed her belly with both hands as she followed Tyler to the car, the waistband of her skirt digging deep into her soft flesh.

"Thanks again, Mrs. T," Kaylin said, giving Tyler's mom a hug before they left.

"No problem at all, dear. Come back anytime. You know there's always food here for you," Tyler's mom replied with a wink.

Kaylin gave a tired, satisfied smile as they headed to the car, her full belly clearly weighing her down. As she settled into the passenger seat, she rubbed her stomach again, clearly feeling the effects of the indulgent meal.

"You okay?" Tyler asked, giving her a sideways glance as they pulled away from the house.

"I'm stuffed," Kaylin said, her voice low and content. "But I don't regret a single bite."

Tyler grinned, his hand slipping over to rest on her thigh, feeling the soft flesh beneath the skirt. "You look incredible," he whispered, his fingers grazing the waistband of her skirt.

Kaylin smiled at him, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. "I know. I feel incredible too."

Tyler chuckled to himself as they drove home. Tonight had been perfect, and the thought of Kaylin's growing body only made him more excited for the future.