Eleanor Affamé looked out the window with a grimace on her face. A large Purugly lady who considered herself the face of sophistication and elegance, she’d intended to go golfing with her husband and their friends… But, as luck would have it, it seemed as though it would be raining heavily for the entire rest of the day.
Eleanor sighed before retreating into the living room, sitting on the couch. While she already loved golfing, there was another reason she’d wanted to get out and get active. To be frank: She’d found herself gaining quite a lot of weight. It felt as though all her favorite outfits were more tight fits than they were before, if they even still fit at all.
Even the golf outfit she was wearing at that very moment felt like it could rip apart at any second, and her shirt was showing much more belly than she ever wanted to show.
Not that her dear husband Andrew minded. As a matter of fact, he often made a point to tell her how she was only becoming more and more beautiful by the day. And though Eleanor was tempted to think that he was only saying that, she could tell from the look in his eyes that he meant it when he said he loved her body, even with how fat she’d gotten. Maybe even especially with how fat she’d gotten.
Easy for him to say, she thought bitterly to herself. Her dear Andrew was an absolute beefcake of an Arcanine man. He was tall, muscular, and handsome in the way that most men could only ever dream of being.
Still… Eleanor could never get sick of his flattery, his loving touch, the way he would hand-feed her all the junk food she could eat, and she could eat quite a lot. 
And on that topic, Andrew was meant to be back by then from picking up their lunch. What could be taking him so long? It had been nearly two and a half hours since her last meal, she was practically starving!
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Andrew Affamé opened the door to his house, carrying in his arms three bags from Five Bros. Burgers & Fries, a fountain drink and two grocery bags from PokéMart. “You’re back!” said his beautiful Purugly wife from the living room.
“Sorry for the wait,” he replied, “I just had to make a quick stop on the way.” Andrew set down the groceries on the floor in the kitchen before he brought the food into the living room.
“Five triple bacon cheeseburgers with extra bacon, three large fries, and a supersized root beer, just the way my darling likes it!” he announced with glee emanating from his voice as he set down the bags on the couch.
Eleanor frowned. “When you say it like that, it sounds so… slobbish!”
“Slobbish?” Andrew questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Not at all! There’s nothing wrong with letting go a little and indulging in some less gourmet food than our usual diet. Especially considering that we won’t be going anywhere anytime soon with how heavily it’s raining outside.”
“Well… Yes, I suppose so,” Eleanor agreed after a moment. “And what a shame it is, too. I’d been so excited to go golfing today.”
“And me as well. But why not enjoy what we can do? Relaxing at home, watching a nice movie…” Andrew took a few fries from the bag. Eleanor subconsciously opened up her mouth and Andrew inserted the fries inside. “...And eating up as much as you’d like.”
Eleanor giggled lightly as she chewed the fries before swallowing. “Of course, of course. I should relax, shouldn’t I?” Eleanor accepted another handful of fries in her mouth before speaking with her mouth still full. “Why not indulge in some comfort food from time to time?”
Eleanor said that, but the both of them knew full well that ‘from time to time’ really meant ‘several days a week, several times a day,’ to the extent that the staff at Five Bros. had their order memorized, and often had it already cooking when Andrew arrived. Such was the appetite of Andrew’s beautifully big wife.
Eleanor unwrapped the aluminum foil on her first burger and took a huge bite out of it, chewing with her mouth open like the exact opposite of the lady she presented as. It was moments like this when Eleanor seemed the sexiest to Andrew. When she let down her facade and showed the Pokemon underneath all the makeup, the fancy outfits, the perfectly brushed fur. When Andrew caught a glimpse of what Eleanor was like behind closed doors. And, the pounds she was packing on certainly didn’t hurt.
You see, Andrew had always had a soft spot for bigger girls. Before he’d fallen in love with Eleanor, it started as a simple lust for the chubby woman who attended the same college as him. She’d caught his eye immediately with her thick belly, her round rear end. And while he would later fall in love with the intelligent, elegant, sophisticated woman who inhabited that body, he still felt that her big body made her the sexiest woman he’d ever seen.
And when he found out that she had a more gluttonous side hidden deep down, well… Andrew knew immediately what to do. After all, why shouldn’t he encourage his beloved wife to let loose once in a while? Certainly, he wouldn’t ever force her to do anything she didn’t want to, but so long as she wanted to, Andrew was more than happy to oblige and provide his perfectly pudgy Purugly princess with all the food she could ever ask for.
Just as Eleanor finished her first burger (and in only five minutes, too) she reached into one of the bags to fish out another burger. “Allow me, darling,” said Andrew gently as he took the burger and began to unwrap it. Whilst he did so, Eleanor occupied herself by grabbing fistfuls of fries and practically throwing them into her mouth. Just as Andrew had handed Eleanor her second burger, she’d finished off the first of her three large fries.
As Andrew watched his wife scarf down her second triple bacon cheeseburger like it was a modest snack, and with the speed and hunger of someone who was starving… Andrew quietly thanked Arceus that he’d found just the woman he’d always dreamed of.
Soon, Eleanor took a large gulp of her drink, to wash down the salty, greasy burgers and fries she’d been eating, and afterwards, she let out the loudest, longest burp that Andrew had ever heard.
*BRRRAAAAAAAAAP!*
After that, Eleanor blushed red as a tomato and put her hands over her mouth, clearly feeling humiliated. Still, she couldn’t keep one more small burp from escaping her mouth. “Urp!” Eleanor averted her eyes as she laughed nervously. “Oh my… P— Pardon me, darling! I simply don’t know what came over me just then!”
Not that she needed to be pardoned. Andrew was smiling from ear to ear, overjoyed with what he’d just seen. “Sshhh…” he gently silenced her as he laid his pointer finger on her mouth. “No need to feel so embarrassed. I’ve been trying to tell you to let loose, haven’t I? We’re right here in the comfort of our own home, just relax and let it all come out.”
“I… Right. Right!” Eleanor said with her confidence returning to her. Andrew held out another fistful of fries for her to eat, and Eleanor scarfed it down in a heartbeat. Quickly after that, it was her third burger, and then a few more fistfuls of fries, so on and so on.
Within less than half an hour after Andrew had returned home, Eleanor had gone through everything that Andrew had gotten for her from Five Bros. Five burgers, three large fries and a supersized root beer. And to Andrew, it was one of the sexiest things in the world.
After Eleanor swallowed down the last of her fries, she let out another loud burp, gazed down to her belly, and frowned. “I’m certainly getting much rounder every time I eat one of these large meals…” Here she was, starting the day with plans to lose weight, and ending up only gaining more weight.
“The way I see it, dear, that only means there’s more to love,” Andrew said. “More of your beautiful self to admire every day.”
Eleanor blushed. Clearly, she could tell that he meant it, and she was quite flattered. But the moment was interrupted when her belly growled. “Still hungry, my love?” Andrew asked, excited by the prospect.
“I suppose so,” Eleanor replied sheepishly. “But we’re all out of—”
“Not so fast, my dear Eleanor,” Andrew interrupted. “I made sure to stop by at the PokéMart down the street and pick up some stuff. Three dozen donuts, and five bags of your favorite flavor potato chips!”
Eleanor was on the brink of salivating at the prospect, but she quickly reeled herself in. “Well… I suppose I could eat a few chips. Maybe a donut.” But of course, both of them knew full well that what she’d really meant was a few bags of chips and two dozen donuts. At the very least.
And Andrew wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Later that night, as Eleanor and her husband lay in bed, Andrew’s head resting on her large belly like it was a pillow, Eleanor Affamé made a decision. She wouldn’t try to lose weight anymore. No, she would try to gain weight. She would gain as much weight as she could, and she would flaunt it shamelessly.
Because Eleanor Affamé didn’t follow trends. She set trends. She would be sophisticated, elegant, and confident in her beautiful body. Soon, every lady in the city would be wishing that they were round masses of pure beauty like Eleanor was. 
And Eleanor would be able to say that she was the one who started the whole trend.