True Stories: The Plump Pole Vaulter (Patreon)

This is a college story about a girl I briefly dated.

I was an athlete in college so I spent a fair amount of time in and around my school’s athletic training room (basically a medical facility that provides health services for injuries and illnesses resulting from athletics).  It was around this area where I met a lot of athletes at my school from different sport teams, including a cute blonde female pole vaulter.  As a pseudonym, let’s call her Isabel.  When I met Isabel, she was a Sophomore, around 5’8, and as I would later learn 175lbs.  To be clear, 175lbs for a pole vaulter/high jumper is overweight, but this girl was still an athlete, so I wouldn’t describe her as looking chubby.  The was thick and pretty bottom-heavy.  Thick thighs, hint of a beer gut, and a sizable gluteus maximus.  She carried most of her excess weight downstairs.

Anyway, I met this girl because we shared an ice bath in the training room one day randomly (Imagine a hot tub, only very very cold, where you dip a leg or your whole body in) I was dipping one leg in and she was in as far as her waist.  She seemed very nice and quickly introduced herself, before she started chatting with me.  I assumed she was being polite so I replied politely, engaged in the conversation, but when I was done I said bye and moved on with my day.  I never thought to ask her out, largely because I had my sights set on someone else at the time.

However.

After this first meeting, I started bumping into Isabel at parties.  Every weekend.  And when she saw me, she’d beg me to play pong or flip-cup with her, which I did.  When she drank she got pretty bloated, which was a look I liked.  Anyway, after a few weeks of this, she asked me to walk her home early from a party and essentially made the first move on me (not something I’d had a girl do before).  And I reciprocated because I found her attractive and because things with the other girl I was interested in weren’t going anywhere.  One thing I remember about this interaction was when we still had all our clothes on, she lifted up my shirt to admire my stomach and then lifted up her shirt to reveal her beer gut before hugging me and pressing her gut into my much firmer stomach.  For some reason she really liked that in her drunken state, but at the time I found it pretty odd.  Anyway…

So after that night, we dated for about 3 months.  We had a mutual attraction to each other, but really didn’t share a ton of other interests.  When the semester ended, we went our separate ways and stayed friends.

When I was dating her; however, she shared with me her personal WG story (unprompted, she brought it up).  It was a story I found pretty hot, but she was clearly ashamed of.  Here it is:

She entered college as a freshman weighing about 130lbs.  She showed me some pictures, and she had clearly entered college in far better shape than she currently was.  I’m talking abs, some lean muscle tone in her arms, and a much fitter looking lower body.  Anyway, she explained that the freshman 15 hit her hard her first freshman semester, and then again her second semester of freshman year.  She gained 30lbs in one year.  She said stress from school, a buffet style cafeteria, and drinking did her in.  She put on another 15lbs over the next summer, fall, and winter, placing her at a plump 175lbs.  (I told her she was just as attractive as before, but I think she thought I was just being nice) Anyway, why did this matter?  She was a pole vaulter, and a high jumper/long jumper, and her weight/big butt had become a problem.

I don’t know much about pole vaulting, and the jumps, but I can imagine that carrying 45lbs more weight will probably make them more difficult, plus since her butt really grew, she was doing far worse in each event than she had her freshman year, or her senior year of high school.  Apparently her coach was upset with her, and threatened to pull her from pole vault and high jump, since she wasn’t even top 5 in either of those events at our school anymore.  She was fine in long jump because I think she was still the third best long jumper on her team (Proof that she was still pretty athletic).

Hearing about her struggles at practice and track meets because of her weight gain and big butt were kind of awesome even though she was obviously very troubled by her weight issues.  I actually attended a few of her track meets because she really wanted me to cheer for her, and it was something to watch.  With pole vault and high jump, I watched her repeatedly fail to make it over the bar, because her big butt would smack the bar just about every time.  She was wearing some very tight ‘boyshorts’ and a tight tank top that she had to keep readjusting because of her little gut.  It was actually pretty hot watching her compete.  Long jump was fun to watch too, because her ass would make a huge imprint in the sand and she would complain that her distance would be much better if her butt wasn't so big.

To her credit, she didn’t gain any more weight while we dated, but she didn’t lose any weight either.  Which I never understood.  Around me, she ate very healthy and she exercised a ton.  She even invited me to jog with her some mornings, and I can confirm she was in pretty good shape all things considered.

I think that’s about all that comes to mind at the moment with Isabel.  I always found her weight gain story attractive and just how ashamed she was of her weight, despite the fact that she still looked great with the extra weight.