Currently in a super lovely relationship with a chubby cutie... But... from time to time I think about the one that got away.
So back in 2017 I learned about Feabie.
There was this 5'1ft, 175lbs (I don't exactly remember her weigh, it used to fluctuate a lot), same age as me. Quite shy but nice overall. Loved to eat and stuff herself, quite hesitant about her size tho. Huge honkers for her height and a round belly that was getting bigger.
We hit it off right away, were chatting pretty much daily. From feabie to kik and then to telegram. Used to share photos. Sex talk. The usual. Loved every second of it.
She would gain and lose weight, so I watched her fluctuate between 150 to 210 or so. As said, hesitant about her size, but loved to eat, and I loved to see and motivate her.
Even though we were just like 2 and half hours away, never got to meet. Both broke af.
2019, she disappeared without notice. Pretty bummed about it.
Pandemic struck, she came back. Bigger. Way bigger.
Long story short, she got depressed about her studies. Got in a relationship, but went sour because of her size and eating habits (basically got too fat for his liking). She was now 275. She was huuuuge. Crazy hot. We were so fucking back. She showed me the numbers increasing in her scale, approaching 300. She wanted me to feed her. I thought I finally had my fat girl, my feedee. I thought.
December 2020, she mentioned going to a friends' who was going through a rough breakup. That was the last bit that I spoke to her. Once again she was gone. But whatever. I thought I would hurt again but nah. I was okay with it.
I do regret never meeting her, and what ever would come after it. She is a genuinely nice girl, very hardworking. And I do wish her well, whatever she's doing now. But I do regret not ever meeting her... And as a more reprochable regret, I regret not saving her pics. I lost loaaaads to her pics lmao
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