Leah at the Beach part3-5

Part 3-
Leah lugged the first of her bags through the front door and into the living room, then called out. Her Mom heard her and called into the kitchen. She, of course, had no idea of the extent of her daughter's gain and was stunned by the corpulent teen in the door frame.

Now mom was in a quandary, for she had prepared a "welcome home" dinner, replete with a cake with the letters "Welcome Leah" emblazoned in frosting sitting on the dining table. Leah, her belly rumbling and still in denial as to the extent of her gain, was ecstatic.

"For me? Aww – you're the greatest Mom – can I cut it and have some now?" she exclaimed.

Still too stunned over her daughter's bulk to react otherwise her Mom assented, giving her the cutting knife. Leah cut a generous slice of the cake and then asked if there was any ice cream. Her bewildered Mom produced a quart from the refrigerator; Leah ladled out three huge scoops, then offered to share Not wanting to seem impolite her Mom accepted.

"I'm not willing to botch up a homecoming with weight issues, she thought. Besides, I have a more burning topic to broach."

After smoe small talk he took a deep breath and inquired of her daughter, "Uhh, sweetie, could I ask a question?"

"Sure Mom," mumbled Leah with her mouth half-full. "Whash ish up?"

"Who is Doug?"

"Nice guy I met on the beach" she replied between bites. "How do you know about him?"

"He called about an hour before you arrived – wanted to know if you made it safely home."

"That's cool –he's so great. I guess he thought I drove here directly after lunch but I went back to Grandma's – pardon me while I get some more ice cream. This cake is delicious and I'm famished!"

"Leave some room," her Mom cautioned, shaking her head. "We're having supper in two hours!"

"No problem! My appetite is fine," gushed her daughter as she cut another large slice of cake and dished out another three scoops. "Does Doug want me to call him?"

"Ahhh, yes. He left a number"

"I'll call him from my bedroom after I get my bags in – then take a nap until supper. OK?"

"Sounds fine darling," replied her Mom, still taking in her daughters flared hips and swollen belly as she polished off her second oversized helping of cake and ice cream, then went outside to her car.

It took effort, but Leah did manage to get all four bags inside herself. It helped that two of them had wheels. She then collapsed onto her bed, called Doug and slept for ninety minutes.

True to her promise, her appetite was fine for supper. She easily demolished a half chicken, an entire sweet potato, a healthy serving of vegetables and several slices of French bread, then devoured two pieces of the French apple pie her Father had brought home as a treat. Her appetite, built up during the summer of non-stop habitual gorging, seemed insatiable and to her now seemed normal. Like her Mom, Leah's Dad was too polite to refer to the growing spare tire around her midriff.

What neither parent took notice of was that around midnight, when they were both in bed, Leah returned to the kitchen for yet another helping of homecoming cake and ice cream.

Leah had always been chunky, in part because one of her customary chores was making the family breakfast. She fell back into this role Friday morning, waking early and preparing a platter of biscuits with honey to accompany a breakfast of crepes, sausage and scrambled eggs spiked with cheese and avocados. By the time her parents rose just before seven the succulent aroma was filling the house.

"Wow," her Dad acknowledged, "you haven't lost your touch –that's for sure!"

"Thanks," she replied between her fifth biscuit and third crepe, which had been preceded by four sausages and a double helping of eggs. "its good to be back with family,"

After her Dad left her Mom, whose share of breakfast was perhaps a third as much as Leah, bit the bullet and asked about how well the summer seemed to have treated her figure.

"I know," she replied, "The scales at grandma's said I was down to 140 and I let my guard down after that. I may be back up to 160 something now because alll my clothes seem tight – Betty and I are going shopping today. But fortunately there's nothing to fret about, Doug likes bigger girls – he'll be here tomorrow by the way."

Her Mom dropped the matter for the moment but digested the news a bit dubiously – she knew Leah had never that year been anywhere near 140. Her present wight she felt was closer to 190, not 160. She called her mother's after Leah had left. She quickly found out that Leah had left the place in good order but the scale was broken and generated totally random numbers. She then realized her daughter was believing a lie and had no idea of her true weight.

"Leah could weigh anything," Grandma advised, "but if she thinks its only 140 something when its 170 and her b/f doesn't care let it be."

"She's closer to 190," thought her Mom, but took the advice to heart.

At the mall Leah spent close to $300, not especially paying attention to sizes as Betty picked the outfits. The new clothes felt comfortable; Betty had picked them with assistance from a knowledgeable BBW sales clerk. Only Leah's friend noted that she was buying size 18 and 1X items and knew the meaning.

"OK," Leah exclaimed. "Enough of shopping – ready for lunch? What about a whopper combo?"

Betty, being a little thick of midriff herself and a person of appetite at times, went along with the idea but was surprised when Leah augmented her whopper combo order with a Big Fish burger and two brownies.

"Isn't that a little overkill?" Betty asked

"I guess I've developed an appetite," Leah acknowledged.

"Yeah, right. You are looking a little tubby," Betty responded.

"Tubby, schmubby," replied Leah, "what's a few more pounds when you're bigger anyway? This has been a great summer"

"Well, if you don't mind it I guess I shouldn't complain" she answered.

After dropping Betty off Leah considered how well everyone was taking her new pounds, which she still thought to be under 170. Before returning home, she gave into a craving and stopped by a drive in donut shop for a snack of donuts and pastries, including two donuts, an éclair and an apple turnover. Then she went home for a nap.

That night her mom served stroganoff and Leah had two hearty helpings, followed later by a super-sized bowl of ice cream topped with Hershey's chocolate syrup after her parents retired. Then she went to sleep thinking of Doug's arrival the next day.

Saturday morning Leah again rose early, this time preparing a breakfast of hamburger patties, pancakes and scrambled eggs. Since Doug was not expected until the afternoon she took off with Betty again, leaving her parents to consider her new relationship and burgeoning girth.

In their discussion her Dad was about as sanguine as Grandma about Leah's weight. His interest, he told his wife, was more in taking measure of Doug than upsetting Leah over something she obviously wasn't bothered about.

"After all," he thought, "I wouldn't appreciate uninvited unkind words about my own 50" waistline."

Her mother, however, more fully realized how heavy Leah has become. Although herself not slender she thought it too much at such a young age.

"But how important is it really," her Father replied. "She was already 160 something, so if its 180 now, is it that big of a deal?"

Her mom had to admit it was all a matter of perception; she ultimately decided to let Leah make her own choices, wondering where it might lead.

Leah meanwhile had a brunch at Betty's house, effectively having a second breakfast. They then went with her to a hospital to visit a classmate recovering from a motorcycle accident. There they hooked up with two friends who hadn't had lunch and the foursome wound up at Taco Bell. There Leah enjoyed a super burrito combo and two tacos to Betty's amazement. To Leah, after eating so much all summer, her friend's smaller orders seemed tiny.

She arrived home about an hour before Doug's arrival. He readily accepted Leah's mom's invitation to have supper at 7:00. He then took her out to a movie, which was preceded by an ice cream sundae at a local café plus popcorn and candy in the theater. Strangely Leah still didn't realize how non-stop her consumption had become. Doug for his part was thoroughly enjoying her curves and doing nothing to temper her appetite.

Doug made a favorable impression upon the family. When he mentioned the need to rent a motel room he was instead invited to use the family guest room. The dinner prepared by Leah's mom was typical fare served family style - meat loaf, potatoes, two types of vegetables and lemon pudding for dessert. Leah ate moderately in light of her semi-full belly from earlier in the day, but her Mom thought she was simply limiting herself in front of Doug.

Next morning Doug treated Leah's family to a buffet breakfast at a Ponderosa restaurant, with over sixty enticing entrees. Leah was thrilled, loading up her plate three times with nothing but smiles of approval from Doug. Her freshly disillusioned Mom just held her her peace while her Dad chatted amiably with Doug. He learned that Doug was in college, had ample funds and a future, and was very much taken with Leah.

By the time the conversation was over Doug had secured consent of her parents to have Leah return to the beach for a local festival at the end of the upcoming week. It was conditioned on her stayng wuith her grandparents. He and Leah then took off on a tour of the city with Leah as guide. In addition to several snacks during the day they wound up for supper at a Mediterranean cuisine restaurant.

The next three days passed swiftly for Leah. Each featured an ample breakfast lunch and supper plus between meal snacking. Most of the latter, however, was done away from the view of her Mom, who by this point had finally resigned herself to accepting that she now had a big daughter with a hearty appetite.

Betty on the other hand was still wrestling with her friend's new hedonism. She accepted Leah's size, but was a bit envious, wishing that she had a Doug in her own life so that she could be so care free. And she recognized that Leah had no idea that she was now nearly 200 pounds. This, she knew, would soon end with the start of school.

Doug for his part was on cloud nine. He realized he had found a girl who enjoyed eating, wasn't obsessed with her weight and seemed a good candidate to become the 250-270 woman of his dreams.

Leah, still at this point eagarly stuffing herself with anything in sight, remained oblivious to all this focus on her weight. She had simply enjoyed her food filled summer, especially the fact that it had been capped by a guy in her life who she was able to be totally at ease with. She didn't have any reason to worry about the gentle crease in her waist forming a double belly, the developing love handles on her torso, or the dimples and nascent double chin gracing her cherubic face.

Part 4-
Getting Leah's grandparents consent for a visit so that she could spend time with Doug was easy to get. They hadn't actually seen their summer tenant for nearly a year and there had always been an easy empathy between them. Thursday morning Leah rolled lazily out of bed and began packing for her weekend with Doug.

She had been eating steadily the past three days. She had also been taking increasing note of her newly rounded body since the shopping trip with Betty. She finally was becoming conscious of the formation of dimples in her cheeks and the tightness of her bra – foundation garments had not been on the shopping list. Her waist high mirror, however didn't call especial attention to her flaring hips and fleshy thighs. Her upper arms were turning noticeably fleshy but overall she actually felt womanly more than upset over her added pounds.

She noted that Betty had replaced her thong bikini with two selections and winced. She knew her belly needed the added fabric and had gone along with the purchase of a more ample two piece – but didn't think she really needed the more modest one piece suit Betty had also insisted upon. Still she packed all three – who knew what the weekend might bring?

She went downstairs were her mom already had a modest scrambled eggs and toast breakfast ready. She ate it rapidly and headed for the car, resolving to have something additional during the nearly three hour trip.

"You'd think Mom feels I have a weight problem or something," she muttered to herself.

Twenty minutes down the Interstate she stopped for gas and a supply of coffee. A display of freshly warmed cinnabuns caught her eye and she purchased two, along with a six pack of min-donuts and two large chocolate bars.

"Taking a trip?" asked the teenager at the register.

"Yes, down to the beach for the festival and some final tanning before school." she replied. Then she turned, not even noticing the look on the lad's face as he gazed at her swaying hips.

Down the Interstate she traveled, munching on her goodies and drinking her coffee. An hour later they were gone and she needed a pit stop. There was plenty of gas, but she got some more and two giant chocolate chip cookies for the rest of the trip. Just before reaching her grandparents she stopped to refill the tank and dispose of the trash. She then realized that her top showed how much she had been snacking during the trip and slipped into the ladies room for a quick change.

She pulled in to her grandparents drive about eleven. They had been alerted about her weight gain, but had thought it overly alarmist. In fact, her grandmother had made a sizable lunch assuming Leah would be hungry after the long trip. She hadn't factored in her granddaughter's non-stop snacking enroute.

The chunky Leah who got out of the car was not who Grandma had envisioned. Her midriff was definitely getting paunchy and her hips were beyond chunky. Her top barely covered her belly and actually revealed bare flesh when she moved in just the right way, Despite this she seemed proportionate and most importantly happy. Her grandparents quickly adjusted and greeted her with open arms.

Her grandfather offered to handle her bags while her grandmother offered lunch. While not especially hungry, Leah accepted and wound up devouring a large pastrami, cream cheese and sauerkraut sandwich plus potato salad and two helpings of a special tapioca pudding.

As her Grandmother helped her unpack Leah remarked, "this beach air really perks up a person's appetite – I ate sooo much this summer, but fortunately I had your scale to help ease my conscience."

"What do you mean?" her Grandmother asked, knowing perfectly well what was coming.

"It reassured me that I was down to only 140, so regaining 20 pounds or so didn't seem all that serious."

"Well, I'm glad you were happy but I have a bit of news for you. That scale has a broken insides and a nickname you should know about."

"Oh what's that?"

"We call it Old Unreliable – no one trusts it because it will vary fifty pounds in ten minutes."

"So I really wasn't 140?"

"Probably not – but you apparently caught a beau anyway. So don't worry too much about it. Now you better get some sleep before he arrives."

A bit dazed, Leah lay down in the guest bedroom for a nap. For the first time it occurred to her that she might weigh a good deal more than he had thought.
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When she arose she took a good look at herself in the full length mirror

She now saw what she hadn't at home - new rolls of fat on her bulging thighs, a belly overflowing her bikini bottom and already beginning to droop. She thought she should be horrified, but strangely she felt liberated and happy. Tingles and warmth flooded your whole body as she caressed her thighs, fondled her lush belly, and caressed her erect nipples. With a playful giggle in her voice she wondered "Is this what Doug meant? Is it possible to enjoy fat?"

She switched into more modest apparel anticipating Doug's arrival. but was more acutely aware now of her size. Any restraints on her appetite, however, vanished by the look and hug she got from him when she answered the door. Whether her weight was 170-something or more didn't matter since Doug obviously was happy.

Her grandparents served up a country feast of chicken pieces, mashed potatoes, vegetables and pie. Doug kept the conversation going and made a favorable impression. Leah without really thinking polished off four chicken pieces, second helpings of potatoes and veggies and two pieces of pie. Doug just marveled and her grandparents took the hint.

Finally he and Leah were able to get some quality time alone on the porch swing. Her swollen midriff was exposing a full two inches of bare skin but the air was warm and she didn't notice. Doug, however, certainly did but played the part of a gentleman.

Friday he picked Leah up for breakfast at a local buffet, then on to the fair. He deliberately refrained from pushing food on her until lunch, which gave them both an appetite for a burger and fries combo with a milkshake chaser. He then offered to go down onto the beach but Leah demurred, choosing instead to visit the midway. She managed to win a large stuffed bear at one booth, and then they came to the "guess your age and weight" booth.

"This scale will surely be accurate, "thought Leah. "But do I want Doug and everyone one to see? I could be close to 180!"

Doug noticed her interest and also her hesitancy. Although he was dying to know he said as a gentleman "No need to play that game – I don't care what you weigh."

"But I need to know –the scale at the house is busted and I could be over 180!"

"Even if you were over 200 it wouldn't matter to me,"

Leah suddenly had a chill – could she be that big? No way! But now she had to know.

"OK- glad to hear that, 'cause I'm going to find out," she said bravely.

Courageously she paid her $2.00. The barker carefully evaluated her paunch and lovehandles. If he missed by more than two years or five pounds he had to pay $20 or a choice of prizes.

"A lovely sample of true American abundance and beauty," he finally opined. "I'm going to estimate age 18 and 195,"

Leah's jaw dropped.

"No way!" she exclaimed.

"Then step up and prove me wrong and collect your reward" the carney man said.

Defiantly she stepped onto the Toledo scale – and nearly fainted when it read 198! She turned in horror to Doug – who was smiling and extending open arms to his hefty honey... She jumped into them and started crying "Take me out of here!"

Doug complied, at the same time fearing what this moment of truth might do to their relationship.

They drove along the highway paralleling the ocean for about thirty minutes.

"You weren't kidding when you said 200 pounds were you? You knew how fat I was, right?"

"You were a beautiful girl who I loved and still do," he parried. "Are you any different now that its been quantified? Were you hating or enjoying yourself before? Please stop and think before beating upon yourself too much."

"I – I don't know. In the mirror this morning I knew I was fat, but felt sensual. But I didn't think I was 200 pounds."

Doug stopped the car and looked intently at Leah. "You are sensual. And beautiful. Do you see any hint of anything but love and desire in my face?"

"No."

"You love good and eating. This has been a summer of freedom and indulgence – do you really want to swing the other way and now start starving yourself? Because that's the alternative – and it's a lifetime sentence."

"I've never liked dieting, not at all" she acknowledged.

"Now its your choice – but you are exactly what you felt his morning. One sensual beautiful woman; knowing our weight doesn't change that. You are the same person now as then. I had planned to take us to a great Italian restaurant tonight – but if you want us to go to the market for carrots, cottage cheese and lettuce that's OK too.

"You actually prefer a fat girlfriend, don't you?"

"You find that weird?"

"Maybe it is, but since I'm fat I for the moment think its personally refreshing. I'm going to try eating less than I have been, but for right now I'm getting hungry and Italian sounds good."

Part 5-
Doug dropped Leah off at her grandparents around 9:30 after a romantic Italian dinner at Donato's, replete with candles and a live violin player. His choice of atmosphere was quite well planned. He wanted to focus the impressionable high school senior on their relationship, not her expanding waistline. He was apprehensive of the backlash from her new found awareness.

Leah indeed was conflicted. She was happy with Doug, but finding out that she had been in total denial over her true size was an issue. She entered the house to find her grandparents still up watching TV. She quietly joined them until their program was over. Grandpa went off to the bedroom but her grandmother could tell that Leah wanted to talk and remained seated.

"You look happy," she smiled.

"I am. Doug picked a romantic restaurant – candles on the table and a violin. I should have had a formal gown it was so high class."

"Yes, but this is a beach community. I'm sure there was a mixed crowd and no one really cared."

"True - and thankfully Doug seemed not to mind that I was probably the biggest person there."

"Leah, I've told you your size doesn't matter – what counts is that he likes you and vice versa. You're not that big anyway."

"Grandma, I'm nearly 200 pounds - I found that out at the carnival today. I can't just pretend its not true. But you're right, it doesn't seem as important as I would have expected."

"That much?" her grandmother feigned surprise – actually she pretty much had known but hadn't wanted to sound alarmist by saying so. "Well, you carry it well. As I said, if you're happy and feeling well numbers don't mean anything. I'm over 200 myself, and have been for a long time, as I'm sure you must realize."

"I've never thought about your weight to be honest."

"Nor should you be, which is exactly my point. Unless you focus on it few others will. If they do, that's their problem and really none of their business."

"I guess so. But what do you think happened to me this summer?"

"You were probably bigger than you realized to begin with, probably 160 something. The scale mix-up caused you to think you'd lost more than you really had and you enjoyed yourself. Anything you had lost was rapidly regained. But what you need to do now is just accept who you are and don't freak Doug out with negative talk. I can tell he enjoys you just as you are."

Leah rubbed her ample and freshly stuffed belly. Once again she felt the strange warmth she had experienced hat morning. "I guess you're right. He certainly treated me to a big enough dinner tonight, even knowing my true weight; I guess I'll just need to adjust and be happy. Good night Grandma."

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As Leah went off to bed Doug a few miles away was quietly considering the day's events. Leah had rebounded from the carnival discovery quickly. Still he feared she could at some point have remorse. He felt that with her appetite Leah would never be happy trying to be slim, and wanted her to feel as beautiful as he saw her.

Fortunately he already had a way to do this. His brother Jim and sister-in-law Rachel would both be in town Saturday night. Rachel was a confident BBW of around 240 pounds and her husband as much of an FA as Doug. Just before ten he called his bother and made arrangements for a two couple dinner at a Mexican restaurant the next night.

Saturday morning Leah woke to the smell of her grandmother cooking pancakes, scrambled eggs and spiced mini-burgers. Despite her new awareness of her size she found herself hungry and put aside any concerns about calories. Without much thought she had three hotcakes plus generous helpings of eggs and patties. Her belly was comfortably full and she felt content.

Going back to her room she tried on the banded blossom style bikini Betty had purchased for her. It was a two piece but instead of a mere string connecting the front and back there was a four inch stretch fabric. This connected to elastic front and rear fabric topped with elastic two inch wide waist bands. This unique 3X design created a bikini bottom capable of containing her ample belly and giving coverage to an ample fanny. The similarly added fabric of the matching halter top was able to contain her 38" breasts. Her ample midriff ballooned out between the two pieces but not, she felt unattractively. Her thighs, however, were totally exposed in their total fleshy glory as she stood in front of the mirror.

"Hmm," she thought, "I could get away with this – but what about the one piece?"

She donned Betty's other selection. It was an August night special with a floral design on the top dissolving into a generously cut black midriff and bottom. At a generous 18W Leah though it looked stunning. She had a flush of unconfidence and decided to wear the more conservative outfit.

"OK, new fat girl," she thought. "Let's see what Doug thinks of this!"

She tossed on a beach robe, packed a change of clothes along with the two piece and awaited Doug's arrival dressed in the one piece.. Her Grandma took a look and smiled her approval even though the suit's net impact was to emphasize her developing paunch. This, her Grandma knew, was impossible to camouflage

Doug arrived on time and it was off to the beach.

"I'm going to test you with my big body in all its corpulent glory," she teased, concealing her inner fears.

Doug grinned, "I'm sure I'll love it – just don't get sunburned. I have a nice evening planned."

"Oh, what kind of restaurant tonight," she blurted, then realized she'd focused immediately on food.

"What is with me?" she wondered. "Does a part of me want to be fat?"

"Mexican – with my brother and sister-in-law. You'll like them and now that you're 18 we can even have a beer if you like."

"I'm not a drinker," she replied. "But Mexican is always good."

Leah was surprised that she was already thinking of a meal still nine hours away.

At the beach Leah disrobed and Doug was pleasantly stunned by Leah's bulging physique.

"Wow - you are one lovely bathing beauty! I like!" he said, the excitement in his eyes showing.

"You better keep that attitude – I'm probably the fattest person on this beach!" she responded.

"Hardly – but do you really want me on the lookout to prove it? My attention is going to be on you!"

She knew he meant it and her spirits soared.

The two spread their blanket, set up a rented umbrella and raced into the sixty eight degree surf. After about an hour they returned and Leah began lounging in the sun while Doug constructed a sandcastle. As it got close to one o'clock he volunteered to go get lunch and Leah told him to go ahead. He returned with four burgers, fries and some fruit pies. Leah eagerly ate her share, then went along with Doug's suggestion that they have some ice cream sandwiches. Leah began to feel her one piece bathing suit was a little hot and confining.

"Would you like to see my two piece bikini," she asked Doug?

"You have a two piece here?"

"Yes, but I thought it might be too revealing. But its getting hot in this dark one piece, so if you don't mind my being a bit daring . . ."

"Bring it on" Doug said.

Leah went to the bath house ladies room and switched suits. Her full belly ballooned out from her rib cage and stretched the elastic waistband of the lower half of the bikini to the max.

"I wonder if this was such a good idea," she began to wonder. But she was encouraged by the fulsomeness of her breasts and sauntered forth out of the bath house with her rolls fully on view.

Doug reacted in typical FA fashion. His smile was a mile wide and he volunteered to give Leah a massage with suntan oil.

Leah's heart melted and she knew she had made the right choice as she accepted Doug's offer. He began gently with her shoulders, worked down her torso and lower back to her thighs and calves, finally gently massaging her beet under the shade of the beach umbrella. By the time he had finished thirty minutes later she was as gently dozing and napped for almost an hour.

After awhile Leah awoke. She and Doug frolicked some more in the surf, then returned to her grandparents to freshen up and change clothes. Leah donned the closest thing to a dinner dress she had brought with her – a half skirt with a matching top that barely covered her belly. Doug had a sports shirt, tie and slacks. Then they went off to meet Doug's family.

Leah was surprised to find out that Doug's sister in law, Rachel, was a BBW of at least 240 pounds. She was outgoing and well dressed is a full length pink generously cut dinner gown. She and her husband Jim took the lead in ordering the sampler platter plus guacamole to go with the chips. Leah, if she was feeling anything about her size, felt comfortable in the group of these fellow big folk, quickly relaxed.

"I guess grandma is right," she thought. "If I don't make a big deal of bring 200 lbs I guess no one else that counts will."

For the balance of the evening Leah enjoyed sharing her hearty appetite with that of the other three. She went home stuffed and content, sleeping well into the morning. Sunday she had a final buffet brunch with Doug and then they spent some time on the beach. After noon, just to celebrate their fgirst food challenge, they had another pizza feed at Porkies Pizza. Once again she managed to pack away an entire large pizza all by herself and enjoyed every bite. It so amply filled Leah that she drove home without stopping for comfort food. It had been a terrific weekend filled with revelation and self realization.

Of course coming to terms with herself about her size was one thing. She still had Betty and peers at school to contend with. Grandma's contention that no one who counted would care if Leah didn't was based on her memories of fifty years before - it might be a tad optimistic for modern times.

The End