This story contains wg. It's still good if there's only 1 topic, right?
It is her first day as a gainer teacher, men and/or women who were paid to make people fatter. She was specially assigned to be a personal teacher, which was better than having a class in some aspects. She got all of her 560 pound body out of bed and into the shower. She felt her rolls of fat with her wet hands, imagining if her apprentice would be inspired by her fatness. With a large double-roll, huge chunky butt, and D cups, Bri was a large woman indeed being 5’10”. One of her friends, Tori, is also a gainer teacher, which meant they could share advice and teaching tactics. For her first day, she decided to conceal her fat, but not to much. She put on her favorite leggings, matching panties and bra, a colorful shirt, and some sneakers. She walked out with some extra hip than usual. In her smart car were her plans, laptop, and keys for the room. On the way there, she had this jump of emotion, looking around at people and thinking about making them fatter. Truly, she had a sense of power she had never felt before. The entire trip she thought about what she would able to do. A guard at the employee entrance looked at her and stopped the car, “Employee ID please.” She reached for her wallet, and found her ID card. The man opened the gate and she drove up to an empty spot, right next to the entrance. She waddled in to see many other people, mostly fat women, in the lobby. One man dressed in a suit walked up to her, “Are you Brianna Montes?” Bri nodded. “Great, I’m Charlie Rene, this institute's director. It's wonderful to see more big women like you growing our population. You’re room 327. Third floor, right next to the break room” After two minutes her belly was pressed up against the door of 327. “I would think he know’s someone like me can’t walk very far.” With heavy breathing, she pushed herself off the door. Opening it revealed a waiting room with large chairs. Behind the unlocked door was a small room with some chairs and a table. In one corner there was a desk with a full computer setup. There was a door labeled “Food” with a lock it. The tab was a fine oak, glimmering from the rays of light coming from the windows. A post-it was on the top, saying, “Food room code, 3773.” It was almost exciting to wonder who would be her first client. Ethan, a young teen, was scheduled for 10 AM. Constant snacking and preparing filled the clock from 8 to 10. He walked in the waiting room, skimpily dressed and holding two suitcases. This wasn’t usual, and even Bri knew that on day one. His putty belly sagged under his shirt, his khakis barely contained his chunky legs, and his forehead was covered in a thick sweat.
“Are you Ethan?” Her voice was concerned. Why did this have to happen to her? HE took a seat and pulled out a bag of M&M’s. He gobbled the entire bag down before taking. “I’m Ethan… and before you… even ask anything, I’ll explain everything.” He paused to pull out a second bag of candy, except this time it was mini Reeses. “My parents hate me gaining weight, so they kicked me out of the house and dropped me off here and told me ‘Be happy my little disgusting piggy.’ So, you look you could help me out.” She was upset. The world had changed and being fat was expected. He was no exception. “I don’t have a home now, no way to get to school, and no food money.” Her guilt was heavy, and his fat convinced her to take him in. “Okay, I’ll go my full day session with you, and you can come home. But first, I’d like to see how much that tummy can hold.” She pokes it near the belly button and it was soft, but stiff. Her brain brought up the fact that a man’s belly fat is way different than a woman’s. She walked him into the table to start out his first lesson. Almost 4 hours of stuffing and fat play passed by until Bri noticed her phone ringing. Like Ethan, she too had eaten more than she could handle and her belly felt like a smooth rock. The clock read 4:06, meaning they had overdone the appointment by 6 minutes. He got up and said, “Okay, since this thing is over, we can go home.” Brianna was confused with his speech,because he was acting like they lived with each other. “Did you forget? You’re my only guardian now. I’m stuff with you. Thank my parents for me.” Tensions were low, so she took no anger down to her car to drive home. The small V6 engine was struggling a little down highway. “So, what do you like to eat a lot?” The question was pretty dumb, considering he had six menus for fast food joints, only on the way home. “I really like anything, except those stupid all healthy places.” They laughed all the way home dissing all the extreme skinny weight watchers and fat haters. In her small condo, they spread out all the drive-out food across the kitchen counter and the dinner table.The aroma of the food turned them on. Both began eating from the pile of Wendy’s food. For a while they continuously ate and ate, until Ethan just broke the chair he was sitting on. His tight pants ripped on impact. “Holy shit, I’m getting big! I’ll be 600 in a month!” They laughed for a minute before cleaning up. “Seriously, I’m going to live with you and grow with you. It might seem weird that I’m only 15, but we can work things out.” For that night they slept in separate beds, feeling their own bloated stomachs, but tomorrow would mark the date of Bri’s first true appointment, and the first time she didn’t have anything that fit her belly. To find out what happens next, stay hungry for part two in this exciting new series!