True Stories: My Lovely GF (Part 2) (Patreon)

True Stories: My Lovely GF (Part 2)

Hey!

I think the last time I wrote about my girlfriend was in November so I think it’s time for a roughly 2,000-word update on how things are going and how she continues to find ways to completely infatuate me. In short, things are going well!

For those of you who might be new here and could use a quick recap on my relationship with my GF, here you go:

RECAP

My GF and I have been dating for 2 (and a half) years. She isn't a feedee, and she isn't really into the WG fetish, but she loves that it excites me and isn't shy about bringing elements of what I love about feedism into the bedroom. In other words, she does not enjoy gaining weight, but she does love to use any weight she gains (her weight tends to yo-yo a bit) to drive me crazy (in a good way).

In terms of what she looks like: She’s about 5’5, her normal weight (since I’ve known her) usually hovers around 150lbs, and she is a former cheerleader. She’s my type, as I’ve said before, imagine Mia's sister from "Mia's Junior Year".  That's pretty damn close to what she looks like.

My gf has made it clear that she doesn't want to gain weight, but she has admitted it is a real comfort to her that she knows I'll like her if she ever lets herself go a little bit.  Regardless of her weight, I really love this girl and couldn't imagine being with anyone else.  I find her really beautiful whether she's heavier or skinnier.

My GF’s was pretty diet conscious when we started dating, but that changed a few months ago when her therapist diagnosed her with binge-eating disorder. It’s apparently a problem she’s been dealing with since high school but hadn’t been diagnosed until a few months ago (I was worried I had contributed to the problem, but it appears that is not the case). This disorder probably explains my GF’s tendency to yo-yo in weight. She doesn’t think the feedism stuff we incorporate in the bedroom is problematic for her, so she mainly wants me to support her with her exposure therapy. 

During exposure therapy, she has been picking a food weekly that she has had problems with in the past and eats as much of it as she wants to signal to her brain that such foods are not rare delicacies and that there is no need to binge them (At least that's my understanding of it, I'm not a therapist). This doesn’t mean that she’s pigging out like crazy. If anything, she’s been more conscious to maintain more balanced nutrition since she started her exposure therapy (meaning she’s not restricting any kind of foods, she’s just making sure she adds nutritious options to properly fuel her body and maintain her health).

Recap over, let’s start by talking about how this exposure therapy has been going.

In short, it’s been going very well. My gf has conveyed to me that her mental health and mentality around problematic foods had improved quite a bit. She has a list of foods for her exposure therapy and she has been going through them like a champ. Some recent foods she’s focused on are pizza pockets, pringles, honeybuns, and this week it is donuts.

Again, the point of exposure therapy is not to binge-eat these foods, but to not restrict yourself if you want them. I’ve observed that my GF tends to snack on these foods at night before going to bed, and she often adds nutrition to them. I’ll provide some examples. For the pringles, she would get some tuna for protein and use them like crackers. Oh, and she eats the new spicy pringles flavors, I can’t tolerate the stuff, but she really enjoys stuff that’s really spicy. For the donuts, last night she put a few mini chocolate donuts into a bowl filled with blueberries and snacked on them before bed.  Watching her eat is really sexy, because it is clear to me she enjoys these foods, but it is also attractive when I find empty plates or bowls in our bedroom or near our TV.  Is it weird that just knowing that she ate something makes me happy and turns me on?  I don't know.

I’m really happy she’s been having so much success with her therapist and her nutrition. She’s really doing a lot better and I’m proud to be the person she trusts to fetch her snacks on a nightly basis. Sometimes I’m even rewarded because she asks me to feed her some of them.

I don’t often ask if I can feed her these snacks, I want to be respectful of what she wants even if I pretty much always want to feed her. She’s actually encouraged me recently to be more open about if and when I want to feed her something such as her late-night snacks, and I’m trying. I think for me, since her binge-eating disorder was a problem for her, I’m worried my desire to feed her everything she wants to eat could be unhelpful with her goals around food, but from what she’s conveyed to me she just wants me to share any and every kinky thought that crosses my mind.

It is amazing being with someone who is so open and accepting about kinks, fetishes, and sex in general. I think a lot of my past relationships and experiences have caused me to be a little shy about my feedist desires, but it’s nice to know she wants me to open up and really always rewards me with love and affection when I do.

One last thing about the exposure therapy before I move on, my gf has slowly continued to gain some weight. She’s not happy about the weight and often gets frustrated when clothes she orders online arrive and don’t fit quite right. Since we live together and see each other constantly, I’ll admit I don’t often notice the fact she’s put on weight until she points it out and reminds me.

Recently she’s been complaining that her boobs have grown a lot since she started to put on some weight these last few months. As my readers probably know, I’m more of a ‘butt guy’ than a ‘breast guy’ but I find the expansion of her bust size pretty dang crazily attractive. It’s just an area on her body that grows when she gains. She loves when I touch her breasts, and they were always fun to play with, but since my kink/fetish gets triggered when she points out their growth it just makes the normal stuff we do even more enjoyable for me.

She’s always had a nice thick butt that I’m crazy about, really attractive hips, thighs, and legs, that my brain can’t get enough of, and to be sure her booty’s sporting some more cushion now too, but recently I’ve noticed her tummy’s been growing too. She’s got (what I’d consider) a belly now, and it is sexy. Fans of the Queen of Cabin 9 might know that I like belly rings, and my gf’s got one. I always thought she had a sexy tummy, but as she’s grown a cute gut, with a nice sexy bit of lower belly pudge, my brain can’t get enough. I find myself thinking about touching it a lot, during sex, in passing during the day, in public, etc. It’s a miracle I can ever control myself around her, but I think some lingering shyness I experience when wanting to act on my fetish/kink/fantasies kinda keeps me in check, although I’m sure my GF would prefer if I was constantly all over her.

I guess this is the problem when you meet someone you find really attractive on tinder and you actually form a fantastic emotional connection/supportive relationship in addition to really great physical chemistry. On second thought, I guess that’s not much of a problem.

That’s about all I think I’ve got to report on the exposure therapy, lets move on to something else.

Just One Bite…

This is a recent thing I’ve noticed my GF do, and it’s not super common that she does it, but when she does it lights the fetish side of my brain on fire. 

Okay, so recently I was making a taco with leftover veggie taco meat and a bunch of other taco ingredients. This was a good looking taco and I was very excited about eating it for lunch on a weekend. Maybe she smelled the taco stuff or maybe she just wanted to see what I was up to, but my gf enters the kitchen before I start eating this thing. She can clearly see that this taco looks great, so she asks me in her purest sweet voice, “You wouldn’t mind if I had just one bite of that, would you?”

I reply, as any good feedist boyfriend would, “Not at all. Tell me how it is.”

Smiling, my gf accepts my taco, looks at it, and carefully takes a large bite of it. Humming with delight, she replies while chewing, “This is good! Can I have the rest of it?”

Now here I am, frozen in place, torn between a few competing desires. 1, I’m hungry. I want the food I just prepared. 2, I’m a feedist, I love watching my gf eat. 3, I’m her boyfriend and I want my gf to be happy, 4, I was really hungry.

Eventually, my hunger lost out, and I told her, “Go ahead, I’m glad you like it. I’ll make another one.”

So she eats the taco, pretty happily, and I make another one. Around the time I finish making a new one, she finishes the taco and walks back up to me.

“Can I have a bite of that one too?” She asks innocently.

“Just one bite?” I respond doubtful that she will want to stop at one and slightly worried that I’ll have to once again delay satisfying my own personal hunger.

“That’s what I just asked.  Didn't you listen?” She replied looking confused as to why I would want clarification.

“Okay, it’s just that the last time you asked for a bite, you ate the whole thing…” I explained, as she seemed to smile.

“Oh I’m sorry, did you not like that I ate the whole thing?” She hummed most definitely appealing to my feedist tendencies.  I could see it in her eyes.  She knew part of me loved it, and she wanted me to admit it.

“I mean… I liked it.” I responded like a smitten idiot because my gf just knows how to make me blush.

“Then don’t complain.” She reasoned, as she victoriously helped herself to a bite of my taco.

“I didn’t say you could have that.” I countered after watching her eat and savor her bite of my second taco.

“I don’t need your permission.” She winked, before handing me the rest of my food, turning around, and slinking toward our bedroom.

I was staring at her beautiful butt as she walked away, somehow dealing with a different hunger that felt more pressing than the one I was previously concerned with.

…

In short, my gf is just really good at flirting with me in ways that relate to my fetish. I’m not 100% sure she was flirting with me in the previous example or if she was just being a little sassy. Either way, I love her and can’t get enough of antics like these. I’ll provide another example while it’s on my mind.

This one happened another night, after dinner, when we were about to watch an episode of House of the Dragon. I wanted dessert, so I helped myself to a slice of store-bought birthday cake we had in our fridge. It wasn’t anybody’s birthday cake, I just thought the cake looked amazing so I bought it for no special occasion. 

Well, I bring my piece of cake to the couch, and my GF smiles at me and says, “Woahhh… that looks good.”

“Yeah, it does.” I agree slightly worried by what she would say next, because I wanted this piece of cake.  It looked fantastic.

“Can I have a bite?” She inquires with a cute and cheery tone, clearly knowing I’d say yes.

“Sure. One bite.” I clarified in response, handing her my dessert.

“Thanks.” She smiles. I swear I remember her licking her lips, but it could just be my horny memory adding details. Anyway, she uses the fork I gave her and cuts herself a modest piece of this cake. It’s got some cake, it’s got some vanilla icing. It’s a balanced piece. She takes a bite, and my eyes are on her.

Her eyes open wide in a pleasantly surprised fashion, she hums with enjoyment, she sucks on the fork in her mouth, clearly savoring this bite for all it’s worth. When she’s finally done with her ‘one bite’ she does not return my cake to me. Instead, she looks at me with her gorgeous eyes. She doesn’t have to say anything, her body language and expression say it all. She likes the cake and she wants the whole thing.

I don’t make a move, torn between wanting the slice of cake I got for myself and letting her have it both for her enjoyment and mine.

After a brief silence, she talks first, “Mhh, this is really good.”

“That’s good.” I nod.

“How badly do you want this cake?” She asks much to my feedist excitement. 

The writing is on the wall, I know the question she is really asking, so I respond to the subtext of her statement directly, “You can have it.”

“You’re the best.” She smiles, as she goes on to savor the rest of the slice just as much as she enjoyed the first bite.

Now, after reading the taco example, you might be asking yourself, what happened when you got yourself another slice? I’ll tell you what happened. She asked for a bite of my new slice because she finished my previous slice. And of course, I let her have a bite, but this time, she took two bites. And these bites were not created equally. The first bite was a normal one, much like the first she took of the other slice. The second bite, she just went for all icing. Explaining to me afterward that the cake was good, but the icing was the best part.

My brain keeps replaying the events of this night randomly. I don’t know why I find it so attractive when she does this, but something about it cuts me to my core. I find her super sexy regardless of any fetish inclinations, but when she acts a little greedy or intitled with her food, I don’t know. It just hits me in that place that makes my brain happy.  Can anybody explain this?

Alright, I think that's it for this update.  I hope y'all are having a great week!  Thanks again for all the support!

-Polaris