My father died when I was a baby. He left his used car
business to my mom. It was a struggle but we did quite well,
much better than my late father had ever done. When I got old
enough, I would help out at the car lot whenever I could. I
always had plenty of spending money. My mom finally remarried
when I turned sixteen. My stepdad was a really great guy and
had a seventeen year old daughter from a previous marriage
that lived with him. By anybody's standards, she was a
knockout. We had the biggest house. They sold theirs and
moved in with us. My mom had always been very slim and trim
which is where the problem came from.
My step sister although beautiful was a little too zaftig to
suit my mother. Naturally she decided that sis needed to go
on a diet. This did not set well with sis since she thought
she was just fine as she was and she was right. My stepdad
adored my mother too much to interfere so that left sis and
mom at odds with each other constantly. The net result was
that the more mom persisted in her efforts to control sis's
weight the more the girl revolted which only resulted in her
gaining instead of losing.
Many a night I watched my mother berate sis over what she was
eating until she would run from the dinner table and hide in
her room and eat in secret. The days and weeks passed and sis
got plumper and plumper. As she gained my interest began to
grow. I had always been breast obsessed and although sis had
big ones, it was the rest of her that I was really starting
to notice. Finally, one night after a dinner table fight, I
went to sis's room to console her. She was sitting on the
side of her bed sobbing while eating a candy bar. When she
saw me, she tried to hide what she had been doing.
I went over and gave her a hug and said, "It's OK. You don't
have to hide from me. I don't think you're too fat." As I
uttered that statement, months of upset and frustrations came
pouring out of her. Her sobbing was unending until I kissed
her. Not a brother sister kiss, which we weren't, but a man
woman kiss and it was great. When our lips finally parted she
said, "God, I'm hungry." At that moment I would have done
anything in the world for her. All I could say is, " what
would you like?"
She answered immediately that she wanted pizza and instructed
me to tell our folks that we were going to the library to
study. We left in my car, she didn't have one, and went
straight to the "Pizza Party" which had a nightly all-you-
can-eat pizza buffet. She made an absolute grunting snorting
pig of herself while I watched in loving rapture. Eventually,
she announced that she was stuffed but qualified that
statement by saying that a sundae sounded good. Yes it did
sound good.
It was a short trip to the ice cream parlor where she ordered
and consumed the biggest sundae they made. After that she was
almost comatose yet on the ride home she put her hand on my
leg and played with the painful erection that was held in
place by my jeans. Before we got home, she reminded me that
she had eaten the last of her hidden stash and needed to
stock up. I stopped at a convenience store and bought a bag
of candy bars. She was pleased.
At home, we kissed and went off to our separate bedrooms.
After a hell of a lot of tossing and turning, I finally fell
asleep after midnight only to be awakened within a few
minutes by sis. She put her finger to my lips and said, "I
want some of my candy but I'm still too stuffed with pizza
and ice cream. Maybe you can help me?" I really didn't quite
understand but she handed me an unwrapped candy bar and
opened her mouth. She wanted me to feed it to her which I
did. As I fed her my manhood came to attention and she
honestly began to get excited.
As she gobbled candy, our hands were all over each other
until she climbed on top of me. She knew just what to do and
I let her. She started to hump and I continued to feed her.
It did not take either of us very long to come. It was
fantastic. After a while she went back to her own bed. After
that night, we spent every spare moment together. Naturally,
she kept getting fatter and fatter and I was in heaven. The
only problem was mom. The fights got worse and worse.
When sis graduated from high school she weighed over 200 and
it looked like the sky was the limit. My mom had other ideas.
Sis was sent to a fat girl camp for the summer. I didn't see
her for almost three months although we wrote and talked on
the phone regularly. Mom's camp did the trick and sis
returned home almost toothpick thin and all she did during
that two week visit was diet, exercise, and talk about diet
and exercise. I was crushed. Then she went off to college.
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My stepdad had bought a small one bedroom condo near the
college for her to live in and me too when it was my turn to
go. Sis and I continued to write and phone but it just wasn't
the same. The rest of the school year went as before except
that sis's real mother died on spring break. After the
funeral, sis asked me if I would be willing to go straight on
to college after high school instead of taking the summer
off. She wouldn't explain why but I agreed anyhow.
After graduation, I packed and headed for college. When I
arrived at our condo sis grabbed me and pulled me inside. The
condo was literally stockpiled with foodstuffs. I couldn't
believe my eyes. Then sis showed me the letter from her late
mother's attorney. Her mom had left her a $10,000 a month
life annuity. She could afford to do anything she wanted for
the rest of her life and what she wanted was to spend the
rest of her life with me stuffing food into her. I guess
dreams do come true.
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by mjm