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Becky's Sisters Eating Problem *Work in Progress*
🕑 Added 2020-04-13 16:00:00 +0000 UTCHey all!
Here's a goodie but an oldie. I'd have to say my Claire series is my most popular work every, but when it comes to one off stories, Becky's Eating Problem tops the list for views for me. It has more views than any one chapter of Claire's story. Anyways, I felt like I should have capitalized on that success a bit more, but I did start this follow up story many moons ago. So it's a bit scraps from the cutting room floor, but also kinda still in progress. The premise is a girl gets a ton a free dates with the advent on dating apps, and we waistline explodes because of it. Let me know what you think. If you guys have a big reaction to it, maybe that will give me the kick I need to continue/ finish it. Enjoy!
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Becky, as we have come to learn and love, was a top heavy beaut with a slight eating problem. A problem that was let loose when she finally settled down with some one of the opposite sex. Lucky for us though, Becky has a younger sister, whom at just about this time was on her own quest for love.
Her name is Briana, but everyone called her Bri. While Becky was more of the classy green evening dress type, Bri was more the black and red corset type if you catch my drift. Just like her sister though, she was well endowed in her chest area, we have genetics to thank for that. Bri was very well aware of what she had going on up top and made sure everything she wore showed off that fact. Besides that Bri was the typical litter sister, a bit spunkier than her older sister, a total wild child, and not afraid to show off.
*Ring*Ring* Bri’s phone buzzed in her tight jeans pocket. “Heya Becks!” Bri cheerfully answered. Bri was lounging in bed as she had nothing better to do at the moment.
“Hiiii Briii.” Becky said long and drawn out, just like every time she answered the phone. The sisters were quite close, despite the fact that Becky had just gone through four years of college and recently moved to a new town to take a nice new job, leaving their childhood town far behind. The girls had their usual banter before getting to the meat of their conversation. “So the reason I called was to tell you that I met a guy.” Becky revealed.
“Oh you little slut.” Bri said playfully, unable to hold back a giggle.
“Oh yeah, I’m the slut.” Becky said highly sarcastically, knowing how provocatively her sister dress and acted. This prompted a reactionary chuckle from Bri as she the fully knew the irony of her quip. “But anyways,” Becky steered the conversation back. “He’s just the best. When are you gonna find a nice guy like this, and stop going out with guys you know there is no future with?” Becky pried.
“Ha!” Bri outburst. “Yeah ‘nice guy’ is really what I’m looking for...” Now it was Bri’s turn to be a bit sarcastic. “But if you’d like to know, I downloaded one of those fancy dating apps, you know swipe left, swipe right kinda things. I’m sure I’ll have a match made in heaven set up in no time.” Bri chimed in an angelic tone.
Becky was always looking out for her little sister. Bri had graduated high school last year, and wasn’t really doing anything with her life. She wasn’t going to college, and was just living at home. Becky wanted to make sure her sister got back on the right path. “Well I do hope you find someone special. You can’t just keep giving it away for free like you are used to.” Her sister chastised, but they both knew there was a little bit of truth behind her jab.
“Such a bitch.” Bri echoed into her phone. She knew her sister only meant it in the nicest way, but being a free spirit was just the way she was, her personality demanded it.
They both signed off hanging up the phone, which left Bri back alone in the empty quiet bedroom. Bri twirled her phone in her fingers thinking of what to do next, when it dawned on her. She adjusted her bra which had gotten out of place by her large melons as she was laying on her stomach, and sat up against the wall behind her bed.
Since they had just been talking about it, she fired up her 21st century dating app and got to work. Swiping furiously one way or another, Bri was starting to get enticed but all the options out there. There were some serious hotties using this thing. And then all of a sudden *ding* “You’ve found a match!” appeared on her phone.
‘Hmm, not bad looking.’ She thought as she opened up a conversation window. Not ten minutes later she was already making dinner plans.
Him: You should really let me take you out sometime, I know how to treat a girl real nice.
Her: I won’t know that until you prove it to me.
Him: Fine then. How about tonight? Dinner, on me.
Her: It’s not just about paying for dinner, it’s about bringing your ‘A’ game.
Him: Haha
Bri was having fun letting loose her flirtatious side, something she didn’t keep very well hidden. She chatted him up a little longer, before she put her phone away and went about her business. The date that night was nice, but she didn’t really see a future with him. He was a little too dorky, which she was afraid of. But he stayed true to his word, and paid for dinner, and to his credit, he tried his best to show Bri a good time.
But it wasn’t until she got home, slipped into a tank top to sleep in, when she went back on the romance super highway. The small screen illuminating her face showed numerous new notifications. While she was away she had a ton of new matches, all of them hitting her up, trying to get her ear. Right away she started replying to them all as a big smile stretched across her face.
She quickly set up a date for the next night, another guy who offered to take her out and pay for dinner. Even if true love didn’t work out, at least she was getting dinner out of the gig. As a poor high school grad, Bri was willing to do just about anything for a free dinner. Flirting was second nature to Bri, and if that’s all she had to do to get these guys to pay, she was along for the ride.
Night after night she was going out with a new guy, playing the field with what seemed like endless opportunities. There were so many guys hitting her up that she rarely went out with the same guy twice. She was a good to all of her dates though, as the dating app allowed folks to leave feedback for potential future suitors. She’d leave good marks to all the guys who treated her right, it helped her feel better about all the hearts she was breaking knowing she was helping them find Mrs. Right.
It wasn’t just dinner she was getting out of all these nights out, Bri was still a young and lustful thing. She found herself having various levels of a physical relationship with these guys depending on how the date went. The more impressive the guy the farther he got. Bri didn’t realize it, but this was closely correlated with how much her date spent on her. If a guy showed up with flowers and a box of chocolates, Bri would be so flattered she made sure he enjoyed his drive over to the restaurant. For the guys who sprung for a full three course meal, Bri made sure to engage in a fun make out romping out in the parking lot afterwards. And the first time a guy sent her chocolate covered strawberries hours before their date, he was invited up to her place after dinner and didn’t leave until the next morning.
Bri wasn’t the only one leaving feedback on the app though. Despite getting shut down for a second date most of the time, most of the guys going out with Bri were having quite the good time, and couldn’t help but brag about it in the comments. “Dude this girl is such a hottie! She shot me down until I offered to take her out to dinner, and we went out that same night! I’ve never seen a nicer pair of blouse bunnies.” “This chick is wild. Don’t expect date number two, so go big out of the gate. The more you give the more you get, if you know what I mean. I don’t think I’ve ever been so eager to spring for dessert!” “I’ve got you all beat. Had a box of strawberries delivered to her before our date and she almost pounced me in the hallway.
But all these endless nights of going out had to have some ill effect, and they did but Bri didn’t notice it right away. All the decedent eating was starting to show on the formerly slim girls physique. It started with just a little paunch on her stomach, but it quickly grew softer and more plentiful. Bri hardly noticed it since her knockers blocked her view. She noticed some extra girth in the girls, but that had happened from time to time, so she just thought it was normal. But it wasn’t just her midsection that had added some flab, her face was growing fuller, her arms puffier, and her ass wider. She was getting soft all over, but it didn’t seem to slow her down.
It didn’t seem to affect her dates either. Yeah maybe they were a little shocked when she was a bit curvier than she appeared in her picture, but she still had an amazing rack, and her face was just adorable. Her full red lips drew men in, so it was easy to forgive her softening middle.
Bri was having a ton of fun going out on the town and meeting so many new men. She had never felt more alive. She felt encouraged to spice up her wardrobe, clothes that were more form fitting, and some outfits that showed a little bit more skin. At the same time it was the perfect opportunity to go up a size or two. Bri didn’t even notice, she just picked the things that fit best.
Looking in her closet you could see the resemblance in all her clothing. Themes of black and red were in everything, numerous corsets help emphasis her top heavy hourglass figure. Short skirts were her standard, and skimpy dresses were hanging in droves.
Bri was a hit when it came to the dating app. Tons of guys would leave feedback about her, most of which was related to how to get the farthest with her, all of which related to food. Bri had made it a habit of turning down
