Dangerous Curves 197 (Patreon)

If Stephanie wasn’t too concerned about her weight, then I decided that I didn’t have to be either. I figured if the incident at Christmas wasn’t cause enough for her to be alarmed then I didn’t know what would. She still wasn’t on speaking terms with her Mom or sister by the way. Not sure if that was the right approach or if I was boarding on becoming an enabler as well as a boyfriend/partner but I didn’t care. I wouldn’t have been able to buy and live in a house as nice as the one we lived in without her, and to be perfectly honest, her lazy princess-like attitude really turned me on. I enjoyed waiting on her as much as she enjoyed being waited on, and the more than ample curves she was developing were extremely attractive to me.

I enjoyed shopping for her as well, and I know this may sound devious but I must be truthful. I knew that she was a Diet Coke girl but I found that if I bought regular ol’ Pepsi, packs of 20 ounce plastic bottles mind you, she would drink them. I found that kind of thing to be true with almost everything. If I bought a pack of muffins or cupcakes, they would disappear. If I stocked the pantry full of chocolate chip cookies, potato chips, donuts, a freezer full of ice cream, and a fridge full of cheesecake, it would all disappear, and so on. Not only would it disappear but before long, if some of those staples she had come to expect were not there in the fridge or pantry, she would complain about it until I got her what she wanted.

- Dangerous Curves