Rachel's Fan Club

Rick was dozing off in the driver's seat parked at his usual curb when someone knocked on the window of his taxi.

"Huh?" he groaned groggily, before turning to his window to see what looked like the biggest pair of boobs he had ever seen in his life.

The pair of boobs filled out a tight yellow tube top that did little to hide just how massive those breasts were. They were each bigger than Rick's head! They seemed to be attached to a quite thick body, and a face too, by the looks of it. A quite pretty face as well, framed by shoulder-length blonde hair. The brown-skinned girl had full lips, long lashes and hazel eyes. She wore a bright flower in her hair that accentuated her beautiful exotic features. She was like a tropical goddess.

"Hello? Awake?" she went impatiently, rapping on the window again with her knuckles, her earrings and bracelets jiggling along with her bulging cleavage. Ricky noticed, from what he saw of her in his window, that the girl was a bit thick. Okay, a LOT thick. She was quite healthy, and that was an understatement. The straps of her bra dug into her exposed fleshy shoulders, her thick, meaty brown arms framing her large bosom well.

"Yeah?" went Rick, rubbing his eyes and rolling down his window.

"Can you take me to this address?" asked the mocha-skinned beauty, reaching in with a plump arm and showing him a note with some address scribbled on. Her huge chest mashed against the edge of his window.

"Sure thing. Hop in" he said in his usual growl.

"Great!" smiled the girl, who began to walk across the front of his taxi cab towards the passenger's side.

Woah. Rick took it back. She wasn't just a lot thick. She was MAJOR thick. Frankly, she was quite a big girl. He estimated her at just over 6 feet tall, but she was wearing stilettos that made her even taller at probably 6'4". Not only that, but she was big. As in BIG. It wasn't just the boobs, it was everywhere.

As she walked across the front of his vehicle, he watched as her huge bosom bounced heavily, cleavage jiggling with each step. Below it was a quite substantial gut that poured over her belt and the front of her tight denim skirt, her love handles bulging over the sides. That skirt stretched over a big, fat, round badonkadonk that stuck out bootyliciously behind her like a shelf, balancing out that huge chest. Her thighs were big too, smooth and bulging against each other—they had to be, to support that hefty but very voluptuous frame of hers. Her arms were thick as well, meaty and plump.

"Damnnnn" went Rick, who wasn't normally into big girls. But this one carried herself in such a way that just exuded sex appeal. Like she knew she was hot and flaunted it. Well, her choice of tight, skimpy clothes certainly didn't hide too much of her.






Rachel opened the door to the passenger's seat and climbed in ass-first.

The cab driver's eyes widened at the sight of her giant booty fill out the car doorway, her snug skirt groaning as she lowered her bit butt into the chair. That skirt just managed to cover her fat ass—another inch and he would be seeing brown butt cheek and panties.

He watched as Rachel's hefty derrière filled out the passenger seat  easily and even bulged over it, the side of her left hip and butt cheek pressing against the stick shift and handbrake.

"Errr…" he muttered to himself, trying to manoeuvre the stick shift. His knuckles pressed against the side of her bulging hips.

"I swear, these cabs keep getting smaller and smaller!" said Rachel, adjusting her big ass and bouncing a little in her seat which caused her mammoth chest to bounce as well. Rick felt the suspension of his car groan. She really filled out the passenger's side—her belly poured onto her lap and nearly touched the glove compartment in front of her, and those boobs would press against the windshield if they got any larger. What a big girl.



The cab was soon running as they made their way to the destination.

Rachel had taken out a stuffed sub sandwich and was wolfing it down, taking gulps out of a tall glass of milkshake. Geez, no wonder she was so big.

The two also made conversation during the drive. Rachel was apparently an internet web model with her own site, sort of like a porn star who didn't do actual porn from what Rick gathered. He guessed she catered to the guys who liked girls with a bit more…meat. Okay, a lot more, he thought as he watched her take a massive bite out of her sandwich, crumbs bouncing off her cleavage. She was also on her way to meet with some fans, who had put up a fan club of some sort or something.

"So let me get this straight…you're a model, with a website, for guys who have a fetish for bigger girls?" went Rick as he drove.

"Yeah. A BBW model, to be exact. That's "Big Beautiful Woman" to you said Rach through a mouthful of salami.

"Oh. Right. And you're off to meet your fanclub…? That's where we're going…?" asked on Rick. He'd never heard of the fat fetish before. It was interesting, really, and although Rick wasn't into it himself, he could certainly see the appeal of Rach—beautiful, bountiful, and confident. If she was attractive even to regular guys like him at her current size, she must be like a goddess to those who had a fat fetish. And she KNEW it too. It was pretty obvious by the way she conducted herself—like a fertility sex-goddess put on earth for men to gawk at her robust, overflowing curves.

"Yup. First time I will, actually. Honestly though, I find them a little strange. Instead of the usual "SHOW US YOUR BOOBIES" or "NUDE PICS PLZ!" I get from some of my other fans, these guys like focusing more on my eating and weight gain. I guess there are different sides to the whole fat fetish thing" shrugged Rach, taking a long sip from her milkshake.

"Well, I'm certainly not complaining! It pays the bills a lot better from my lame old 9-to-5 job, and all I have to do is show off my curves and eat all I want…two things I'm very, very good at!" grinned Rach, taking another massive bite.

"Fascinating" went Rick, nodding. He had to agree, by the looks of it. She was a very healthy gal.

"Ugh, the only hassle is having to go to events like this to meet and entertain a few horny weirdos" went Rach with a roll of her eyes. "Well, they're paying me pretty well just to visit regularly and become a member of their little fan club, and all I have to do is attend their boring meetings, so it's alright."

"Haha! The plights of a sex goddess, huh?" laughed Rick.

"I know right! Ugh, finally, someone who understands!" groaned Rach, shoving the last bite of her sub sandwich into her mouth and swallowing.

"BURRRPPPPPP!!!!" she went, letting out a healthy belch shamelessly and licking her fingers clean. Her fat belly bulged happily over her tight seatbelt, pouring onto her lap fuller than before. Fertility goddess indeed, thought Rick.




Soon they had arrived at the destination.

The clubhouse was actually a billabong, a small one-floor house the members had rented out for the summer. It looked nice and homey enough from the outside, Rachel thought, as she thanked Rick and paid her fare.

Rachel checked her reflection in a nearby parked van's windows before walking up to the door. She wanted to make a good, sexy first impression—blowing the minds of men with her hotness was something she loved.

"Damn, I'm fine" she grinned to herself. She looked like a real goddess alright, the epitome of fertility, curves, hotness, and abundance. As in, an abundance of flesh. She must've put on a few extra pounds lately, which was why she was looking extra full-figured. To Rach, extra pounds meant an even more bountiful figure, which was excellent.

Satisfied, she walked up to the door, vast hips a-swinging, fat belly a-jiggling and heavy chest a-bouncing, and rang the doorbell.








"Oh my gosh, you're really here!" exclaimed the tiny man who answered the door. He was probably only 5'7", 5'8" at most, and at 6'5" with heels Rachel towered over him. His face was practically level with her huge chest, which was the first thing he noticed when the door opened.

"Of course I am hun" grinned Rachel down at him past her cleavage. She could feel his arousal, which flattered her and fed her ego. Rach thrived on such feelings of men. To further this, she spread her thick arms wide and moved in.

"How about a hug?" she went, pulling him into an extremely soft, extremely, fleshy hug. The poor boy practically sunk into her as her giant breasts poured over his face and her big belly consumed his thin torso. She felt his skinny arms wrap around her, his fingers sinking into her fleshy back-fat. He must've been in heaven, she thought as she smiled to herself.

She pulled away after a few seconds, the young man dazed with a delighted look on his face. He could still smell Rachel's tropical floral perfume, which had wafted into his nose as he suffocated on all that cleavage.

"M-my names Sean by the way, I'm the current president of the BBW Rachel Fan Club" he smiled up at the goddess. "And you're BBW Rachel, of course! Ummm…let me introduce you to the others! They're so excited to meet you" he beamed, stepping aside and holding the door open for her.

Rachel let herself in, Sean's eyes bulging as he watched the object of his fantasies walk by, in person, just inches from him! Watching her in motion was like poetry. Her heavy, balcony of a bosom bounced and wobbled in her tight tube top. Her belly jiggled fatly, her top stretched tightly over it. Her vast hips and big, fat ass swayed side to side, her buttocks and thighs wobbling with every step.




Sean introduced her to the four other members of the club—TJ, Wilson, Lin, and Chuck. They all seemed to be between the ages 18-28, and all seemed to share the same body type as Sean: skinny frames and short-medium height. This meant Rach really looked huge among them, towering over them in both height and weight—which was just the way she (and they) liked it.

Then came the boring part. They chatted with Rachel lengthily about their club, how each one of them discovered her website, how they got together, how they absolutely ADORED her yada yada yada…

Ugh, what a drag. This was getting to be a lot more boring than she thought.

Her mind wandered to food. God, she was hungry. She wished these geeks would hurry up so she could go and grab something to eat.

"Before we make you a member, we'd like to present you with your official BBW Rach Fan Club uniform! Well, it's not really a uniform, you don't have to wear it all the time…but we designed it especially for you!"

Rach took the articles of clothing they handed her. Not bad! The fabric was nice and stretchy, and soft too, just the way she liked it. And more importantly…they were SKIMPY! Woot woot! More chances to show off her hot bod.

The top was a white, skimpy, spaghetti-strap top with "Big Girl" printed on the front, and "BBW Rach Fan Club" on the back. The bottom was a pair of fire-engine-red "hotpants", basically very tight short shorts that were closer to undies than shorts. Rach likey.

"Ooooooh looks like you boys did your research on my type of clothes" she winked at them. "I'll try these on right now!"




A few minutes later, Rachel emerged from the bathroom and all the boys' jaws dropped. Va-va-voom.



The clothes fit the bountiful goddess to a tee. The spag top hugged her every curve tightly, stretching over her huge boobs and big belly. You could see every roll, her cleavage bulging out the front, with the outline and colour of her orange bra very visible against the white fabric.

The hotpants were hot alright. Like the top, they stretched over Rachel's bulging curves just enough to cover them. The elastic fabric was tight across her huge badonkadonk, her big, brown thighs practically fully exposed and unhindered. She even managed to get the button and zipper done up!

"I'm ready to become a member" she winked at them, hands on her expansive hips as she grinned, chest out, cleavage heaving.

They couldn't agree more.

The boys then began taking photos of Rach, who was only all-too-happy to have her fans fawning over her as she struck sexy pose after sexy pose, flaunting her bodacious curves. The boys even took turns taking pictures WITH their beloved BBW, requesting special poses like her chest smothering their faces, butt and belly variations of the same, feeding poses, and other fat-fetish related ones.

Rach found it a little weird at first but was soon enjoying herself as well.

"Not too much, am I hun?" she grinned down at Wilson, whose lap she was sitting on as they faced the camera. His skinny arms were wrapped around her fat gut, which they had barely managed to get around. Her belly blubber bulged above and below them.

"Not at…urgghhh…all, Rachel!" he smiled up at her, even though her weight was killing him. You could barely see him from the camera's point of view, only his arms visible aside from his face which he struggled to stick out past Rachel's vast back, her chunky upper arm bulging against it.

They even had pics taken with just certain parts of Rach.

Lin had started it off, the little asian having the brilliant idea of taking a pic with Rach's huge boobs. Rach stood in the doorway, plump arms raised against the doorframe in a classic "sexy" pose, and Lin standing next to her looking quite small indeed.

"Holy cow, they're bigger than my head!" he exclaimed excitedly when he saw the sample in his digicam. The "BIG GIRL" text was stretched across her chest, cleavage pouring out, and Lin's head looking comparatively small next to them. Rach's face was also in the shot, the much taller girl smiling down at the camera with her double chin showing as Lin had an animated expression on his face, pointing a finger to the gigantic bosom next to him.

"Me next!"

"No me!"

"Hey, get in line!"

The boys argued like the crazed fans they were over who would get pics with their bombshell goddess, and Rach could only grin to herself. They really were a bunch of weirdos…but they were lovable weirdos. And they were HER weirdos. They took a few more shots, the next ones featuring her other assets this time—her huge ass and fat belly.


When the photoshooting mayhem was over, the boys lead Rach to the large kitchen, where a dining table was set up for all six of them. On the dining table was a massive feast of all of Rachel's favourite greasy, oily, fattening food—tenderloin and prime rib, pork chop and bacon-wrapped steak, fried chicken DOUBLE fried, mashed potatoes drowned in gravy, pizza topped with tons of meat, etc…

For dessert was a two-level cart piled with an equally tantalizing amount of fattening sweets of all kinds, also Rachel's faves: cake, ice cream, cookies, brownies, cupcakes, éclairs, jelly-filled doughnuts, you name it!

"All that modelling must've made you hungry, Rachel" said TJ, pulling out a chair for the BBW.

"Oh you have NO idea" she went, licking her lips hungrily as she lowered her heavy ass into the seat. TJ's eyes bulged as her butt filled it up easily and poured over the sides. She was such a healthy honey.

She smiled as she reached for her first drumstick. She guessed this whole fan club thing wasn't going to be SO bad.



A little later…



Damn. She took it back. The whole fan club thing wasn't only not going to be so bad…it was going to be FREAKIN' AWESOME.

All five boys stared mouth-ajar at their goddess. She had managed to devour every single morsel on the table in a quarter of the time it had taken them to prepare it all. She was incredible.

"I'm ready for dessert!" she grinned happily at them, licking her fingers clean as she gave her brand new spag top a tug down. It was beginning to ride up her belly, which was even bigger now thanks to how stuffed it was.




For dessert, Rachel had moved to the couch in the living room, where her fans subjected her to all sorts of pampering. While Chuck massaged her feet, Wilson gave her a back rub. Lin rubbed her big, bloated belly to help her digest, the lucky bastard, while Sean massaged her thick, meaty arms. TJ, meanwhile, fed her slice after slice of cake, doughnut after doughnut, creampuff after creampuff.

"Ahhhhhh, that's better!" she went with a satisfied sigh after undoing the button of her shorts. Her big brown gut bulged onto her lap, bigger and fuller than before, and all the boys' eyes widened in arousal.

"You know what guys? I think I'm going to really like it here" admitted Rach finally through a mouthful of cake, crumbs spewing onto her jiggling cleavage as she watched her boys pamper her bountiful bod. She felt like a real goddess. "Meanwhile…" she went, swallowing her current mouthful before opening it again, ready for more, "…MORE CAKE!" she demanded hungrily.