You know how people say that when you start living without parental control, you allow yourself the things that were forbidden to you?

That was exactly what happened to Simon. As a child born and raised in the rough neighborhood, his diet could not be called good. Sometimes his family could spend two weeks without a single piece of meat, sharing one portion of mac and cheese between the two, because Simon's father was passed out drunk, and his mother always gave her best to her sons. He never knew what it was like to have any type of food freely available until he received his first payment while already in the military.

But when he retired? Damn, he's really into having three meals a day, plus dessert and tea before bed.

"And he wasn't my type anyway. Too..."

"Skinny?"

"Yes! I like to see men's abs, toned arms, and a muscular back..."

It was one of those evenings when you decided to invite your friends over for a couple of glasses of wine. Work has been giving you a lot of headaches lately, and you didn't want to go out to a pub or restaurant. And Simon volunteered to buy you girls some alcohol and snacks, and sat down in the living room to watch a football game.

And now, while your two friends were talking about how they find men with toned physiques attractive, your eyes found Simon's figure, visible from behind the hall leading to the living room. He was sitting on the couch, relaxed, in joggers and a T-shirt, the bottom of which hugged his newly appeared soft belly.

It's been a year since he retired, leaving behind dangerous missions and constant training, and finally being able to be by your side all the time. Which meant that you could (and did) pamper him with your cooking. Roast beef, mashed potatoes, pasta, steak, apple pie. Everything that used to go into his lunchbox when he was working only at the base was now always available for him.

And how soft, how warm and cozy his figure has become because of it… Your ovaries were literally screaming with delight.