Okay, so the second gf I had, I was 19, she was 17 I believe, just graduating high school, in the beginning, she was a dime, in the conventional sense. Tall, slender (i believe she was anorexic at the time), big tits, and a pretty good ass too. Gorgeous face, and an even better personality.
I started to realize that I liked fat women, and stop denying it, but I still felt bad about myself. My first gf was fat, like 250 and shaped just the way I liked, but she hated the fact that she was fat. She would complain about it every single day and bust my head open to the point I started to question my own sexuality, and hate myself as well.
So I finally had a thin girlfriend and I got with somebody "normal" and I was experiencing sex like it "should be", and I can get by with a thin girl, especially back then. But she had told me that she was fat when she was younger and her mother would scold her and she got picked on and she would sneak snacks, all the stereotypes. I was like hey maybe she kicked it for real, maybe I'll experience regular normal life.
She started to consistently put on weight from that point, not super quick or anything, but steadily. Her tits got bigger, I got more of a handful, her ass rounded out, she'd jiggle when I fucked her hard, she had a little belly then, and her fupa started to come through, and I loved it. I'm not sure if I saw it consciously, but the sex definitely got better and more intense. We were long distance, so I'd go periods of time without seeing her as well.
Then she started uni, was away from home with no food restrictions, and you know college food is a bunch of fucking junk. She'd tell me how she'd get pizza and wings, and every day she'd get one of those sugar death drinks at Starbucks they call a "coffee", yeah more like a fucking milkshake. She'd told me multiple times that it was getting out of hand and she'd gone from like 140ish to almost 200 pounds in the year and a half I knew her, and of course I played supportive boyfriend, but I fucking loved hearing every second of it and I was becoming content with the fact that I did.
Covid rolled around, so ofc she was going out less and eating in more, so again, she gained more. So fucking hot when I saw her. But I didn't get to see her very often, she'd gotten even farther away when she went to college and covid had restrictions. So eh, you could say it snuck up on me
We got a hotel for my birthday, had some champagne, she got some lingerie, and we partied. When it came time for sex, she got undressed while I laid in the bed and I almost didn't recognize her, she'd grown quite a belly, and it stuck out pretty far. She didn't have one at all when I met her. It gave me a rush seeing the way that she changed. The first time we fucked that night I came super quick cause I wasn't accustomed to being turned on that way. We wound up fucking 3 or 4 times that night, and again in the morning. That was some of the best sex I've ever had.
After a while I couldn't take the long distance anymore, it was getting crazy to come see her, I noticed we wanted different things in life, and I was tired of going out and having fun without her there. I came to see her one last time before we broke up and she lit me up. She was so soft and supple, and warm, she kinda melted in my hands. There was cellulite in her arms, new folds on her back, stretchmarks on her tits and on her tummy, it gave me a ferocious appetite. She didn't want to fuck cause she knew I was leaving her, most disappointing night in my life, but yeah. In many ways, she had become a completely different person than when I met her, but especially in a physical way. It was the kind of shit you see on here, but with the hot kink of it being unintentional and purely from laziness and gluttony and eating horse shit. Awesome.
Tl:dr, gf started anorexic but gain ~60 pounds while I was with her, on accident, all gluttony. Hot.