I Like To Jiggle Fat
I recently ran into my ex the other day. We're still friends so we decided to grab drinks and catch up.
The first thing I noticed was the girl had gained weight! Quick background: Nora was always tall, skinny and athletic. She loved flaunting her toned tummy in all sorts of crop tops, baby dolls, ect. Now the girl before me was a little thicker, not a huge difference but definitely fatter. She still had toned arms and a skinny face but her belly was the main change. Her gut jiggled over the waistband of her jeans and her tee shirt looked painted on. When we hugged I could feel that little extra around her waist, her bloated tummy pushing against me and I held on to her love handles just to make sure.
As the night went on I would playfully poke and pat her tummy and Nora didn't seem to care so I went for it. When we stood up to leave I put one hand in the small of her back and one on her stomach and jiggled her new belly fat.
Nora just giggled and said, "That's my FAT belly you're playing with, mister!"
This led to us talking about her weight and joking around some more. By the time the night ended I had her lifting her shirt up to show me her new pot belly and telling me her current weight(172!).
Luckily she's good natured and jokes around alot. I'm sure I would have gotten slapped if she wasn't such a goof ball!
The first thing I noticed was the girl had gained weight! Quick background: Nora was always tall, skinny and athletic. She loved flaunting her toned tummy in all sorts of crop tops, baby dolls, ect. Now the girl before me was a little thicker, not a huge difference but definitely fatter. She still had toned arms and a skinny face but her belly was the main change. Her gut jiggled over the waistband of her jeans and her tee shirt looked painted on. When we hugged I could feel that little extra around her waist, her bloated tummy pushing against me and I held on to her love handles just to make sure.
As the night went on I would playfully poke and pat her tummy and Nora didn't seem to care so I went for it. When we stood up to leave I put one hand in the small of her back and one on her stomach and jiggled her new belly fat.
Nora just giggled and said, "That's my FAT belly you're playing with, mister!"
This led to us talking about her weight and joking around some more. By the time the night ended I had her lifting her shirt up to show me her new pot belly and telling me her current weight(172!).
Luckily she's good natured and jokes around alot. I'm sure I would have gotten slapped if she wasn't such a goof ball!
36-40, M
