My wife (33F, 170 lbs, 5’11”) turned me into a chubby chaser.

We met through friends 15 years ago. My wife was my high school sweetheart. At the time we were both skinny as hell. I had yuki ono hair, everything. Then out of the blue I bulked up.<br>I started lifting weights and eating and drinking a lot more. I started having the confidence to approach girls, to talk to them at parties, to go up to girls at bars on a lark.<br>It turned out my wife was an early adopter. Before, she didn’t talk much. She would never in a million years approach a man. But one day she came up to me at a keg stand, her hair freedom-jacked to the side of her face, her blushing, and said, “Do you want me to consent?”<br>The other girls hated her for her weight. They saw my confidence, my muscles, and hated the fact that my wife had become the most charming and in-demand woman at school.<br>My wife was a year younger than me, but, out of nowhere, she changed her entire outlook on life. So there she was, her eyes slanted, her t-shirt tight, her jeans tattered over her knees, and she was the most beautiful thing I’d seen. I ended up asking her to marry me 7 years later.<br>She didn’t lose that confidence. She saved up, got a big tattoo of a bird on her stomach, my first tattoo. (I have ten now.) Then we went back to our hometown for Christmas, and she wore shorts up and down the street, out to dinner, to every restaurant, and every bar. I was so turned on.<br>We returned home and started getting a little bigger. We both bulked up and got healthy, or at least appeared to be. I was recently given a tattoo. My wife got a big tattoo on her belly. It was so crazy. Her belly was getting a little bigger, her fat ass a little bigger, and I couldn’t stop staring at her.<br>We were at a party, and she had a long-sleeved t-shirt and jeans on. For some reason, it was so hot. Then out of nowhere, I leaned over and tugged her jeans over her knees, and she looked at me, shocked. I never thought she would allow it, but she did. She let me turn her into a chubby chaser.<br>I didn’t know it at the time, but I was getting a chubby chaser tattoo. I was getting a chubby chaser tattoo for a chubby chaser — my wife.<br>We went to the tattoo parlor and I asked for a chubby chaser tattoo. My wife looked at me, amused, and asked, "What do you mean?"<br>I asked her to find a chubby chaser tattoo for me. I wanted a good chubby chaser tattoo. My wife thinks I’m a good chubby chaser. But I didn’t know it at the time. I didn’t know if she wanted me to get a tattoo.<br>She thought about it for a moment, then said, "I think you should do the tattoo in blue. Blue is the best color for a chubby chaser tattoo."<br>I was a little surprised, but I said, "Okay." We talked for a few minutes, then she said, "I think you should do the tattoo in black. Black is the best color for a chubby chaser tattoo."<br>I was in awe. I was so excited. I loved her in black. I had to get black. I didn't want to look back and wonder what would have happened if I had gotten black.<br>I got the tattoo in black.<br>I loved it. She loved it. She loved it so much. She didn’t leave my side. She would stare at the tattoo for hours. She would watch me walk around the house shirtless, staring at my tattoo.<br>My wife loved my tattoo. I loved hers. My wife loved tattoos. She had ten.<br>I thought about my wife a lot. She was so hot and beautiful. I couldn’t believe she was my wife. I loved her more than my friends.<br>I loved her more than my friends. But I still had friends. I had a lot of friends. I asked them if they were married. Some were, some weren’t. I told them I was married. I said I thought my wife was the hottest woman I’d seen. I said I thought she was a good person. I said she was the best wife a person could ask for. I said she was the most beautiful woman, the hottest woman, that I’d seen.<br>They looked at me in awe. They said, "Wow, you're so lucky."<br>I was so lucky. I couldn’t believe it. My wife was the most beautiful woman I’d seen. She was the best person I’d ever met. I was so lucky. I thanked her every day for being such a good person.<br><br>I thanked her every day for being such a good person. I told her how much I loved her. I told her how proud I was to be her husband. I told her how proud I was to be married to her.<br><br>I was so proud to be married to her. We went to bars. She would wear tank tops and jeans, and I would wear a t-shirt and boxers. She didn’t care. She would never have cared.<br>I was so proud to be married to her. We went to bars. We went to clubs. We went to parties. She would wear tank tops and jeans, and I would wear a t-shirt and boxers. She would dance, and I would stare at her. I would look, and my heart would pump. I would look, and my jaw would drop. I would look, and I wouldn’t remember anything else in the world.<br><br>I would look, and my heart would pump. I would look, and my jaw would drop, and I would forget to breathe. I would look, and I would forget to look away. I would look, and my jaw would drop, and I would forget to breathe.<br><br>We went to the bars, and she would wear tank tops and jeans. I would go in my boxers. We would go to the club, and she would wear a dress, and I would go in my boxers. We would go to parties, and she would wear a dress, and my heart would pump, and my jaw would drop.<br><br>And she was so proud of me. She loved me so much. She would stare at me, her eyes wide, and she would tell me how beautiful I was. She would tell me how much she loved me. She would tell me how much she wanted me.<br><br>And I would say, I love you too. I love you so much. You are so beautiful. You are so hot. I love you so much. I love you so much.<br><br>And she would say, I love you too. I love you so much. I love you so much. I love my husband.<br><br>&#x200B;<br><br>I love my wife so much. I love everything about her. She’s a beautiful woman. She’s an amazing person. She’s a good person. I love everything about her. I love her so much.<br><br>I love my wife so much. I couldn’t be more proud of her. I love her tummy. I love her ass. I love her hips. I love her freedom-jacked hair. I love her tattoos. I love her smile. I love everything about her. I love her so much.<br><br>&#x200B;<br><br>I love my wife so much. I love her so much. I love everything about her. I love her so much. I couldn’t be more proud of her. I love her so much. I love her so much. I love her so much. I love her so much.