A Stalker’s Love

Amy sighed as she left work only to see a heart shaped box sitting on the windshield of her car. Most girls would love to have seen a surprise like that from their boyfriend on Valentines Day, the only problem was, Amy didn’t have a boyfriend and this was not the first time a gift like this had been sent to her. 

It happened a few months ago. It was just another night for Amy, the pretty blonde did her best to look good and hit up the bars with her girlfriends like she always did. She hadn’t been in a relationship for a while and she wasn’t looking for one, as the 25 year old just wanted to find out what she wanted first in life before complicating things again. 

But when they arrived at the third club on that Saturday night, things started to become complicated. Amy first noticed a fairly average guy staring at her every now and then, that was fine, she was in a club and the point of wearing revealing tank and tight jeans was to look cute and draw some attention. Then the guy bought her a drink, again this was pretty common for a girl like her, though she knew what it probably meant as she saw the guy starting to come closer and closer to her. She never understood why men thought it was OK to start hanging around a woman just because they bought them a drink. 

Even so she decided to humor the guy and the two chatted for a bit. The guy’s name was Keith, a fairly average man with brown hair and a bit of a lack of fashion sense. Even though Amy was not looking for someone she was not completely cold-hearted and she was OK with making more friends and if the guy was interesting enough then she might even consider breaking her own no dating rule. 

Unfortunately Keith was not really worthy of any of those positions for multiple reasons. The biggest reason was that he was just so damn average. Every story he told was really boring and nerdy and though he look fit from a distance, up close Amy could see that his muscles were non existent. Sure she wasn’t looking for a musclebound hunk, but still she wanted someone that worked out and took care of their body like she did. 

More time passed in the club as Amy tried her best to ditch the guy, even mentioning it to her girlfriends who were more then happy to start playing bodyguard for her. 

“Sorry Keith, but we have to go, we are calling it a night,” Amy lied just to get away from him. 

“Well can I get your number?” Keith sputtered out. 

“Oh that’s sweet, but really I don’t think you are my type,” Amy said. 

“Oh I am your type,” Keith responded not an angry, but in a creepy kind of way. 

Amy was starting to get freaked out as she quickly hurried out of the club with her friends. The rest of the evening passed with no incident. 

Amy really did not think about Keith after that. A couple days passed as she continued to work her secretary job. Everyone was back to normal until one day a person holding a bouquet of roses entered the office. 

“I have a delivery for Amy,” The driver said. 

“That’s me,” Amy said confused as she accepted the flowers and the driver left.

Taking some taunts from the male dominant office such as “I thought you weren’t seeing anyone?” and “Who's the lucky guy?” Amy opened the note and read it. 

“To my dearest Amy, these roses only smell half as good as you, I can’t wait to see you again, Keith.” 

Amy was understandably freaking out, not because of the flowers, but because Keith had somehow found her place of work. She definitely did not tell him where she worked and she knew her friends would not tell him either, so how did he know?

The rest of the day at work was uneventful, except when she told her coworkers her situation and jokes about having a boyfriend turned into jokes about having a stalker, which Amy did not appreciate from her male coworkers. 

Again time passed, Amy keep the flowers for a bit, because she did not believe in being wasteful and eventually threw them out. Like before nothing seemed to happen for a couple more days. 

Leaving work one day, Amy saw a envelope on her windshield wiper and to her dismay it was from Keith once more. 

“Expect many more gifts, I will win your love, I know we belong together.”

Without thinking Amy ripped up the love letter and threw it away when she got back to her apartment. 

As Amy was starting to relax, she heard a knock on her door. For a second she was worried that it would be Keith outside, but as she checked through the peep hole she saw it was just her neighbor and friend Megan. 

“Hey girlfriend what’s up?" Amy asked. 

“Not much, just wanted to let you know there was some creepy looking guy sulking around here and when he saw me he asked where you lived, I of course didn’t tell him and told him to leave or I would call the call the cops,” Megan said. “He insisted he was your boyfriend, but I know you wouldn’t date a creeper like that.” 

Amy was mortified as she thanked Megan and told her what was going on. 

“Oh sounds like you do have a stalker, you should keep anything he gives you and start reporting to the police, trust me you don’t want to wait on these things girl,” Megan said. 

Amy decided to take Megan’s advice, unfortunately the note from the flowers was long gone and she had destroyed the new note. Even so she still made the report and the officer she spoke to did advise her to not destroy anything else that Keith gave her. 

The gifts never did seem to stop and the evidence was starting to pile up. First more flowers came, along with creepy notes about destiny and what they would do when they started getting really serious and married. Then came candies and other snacks and again Amy turned them over to the police. The strangest gift was a taser along with a note stating ‘For your protection there are a lot of stalkers out there.”  This delusion Keith had only freaked out Amy more and more and even the jokes in the office about the stalker seemed to stop. 

One day Keith was waiting parked next to Amy’s car when she got off of work. 

“Hey bae, are you ready for our date, I have the whole weekend planned,” Keith smirked. . 

“Keith this has to stop, please I hardly know you, i have been giving your gifts to the cops, they said I am going to get my order of protection soon, please just for my sake and even yours, just leave me alone.”

Amy pushed past Keith and drove back to her apartment. 

The gifts and notes seemed to completely stop in January, but still after everything that had happened the cops advised Amy to continue with the order of protection, which she did, but it was fair to say that she was relieved that Keith seemed to have lost interest. 

That was until now as Amy found the heart shaped box that was obviously filled with candies on her windshield. It was Valentine's Day and Amy knew that Keith must have not been able to control himself. She quickly pulled off and opened the letter attached to the box. 

“This is my last gift for you, I really thought we had a connection, but I think you need to understand what it is like to feel rejected and be called a stalker.” 

It was safe to say that this note was a lot darker and confusing than the ones she had received in the past. Unfortunately, Amy had plans to meet with her other single friends to go out to the club and flip off the concept of Valentine's Day, it wasn’t her idea, but now Amy liked the idea of not being alone. She would just have to drop this off to the cops on Monday. 

Amy threw the box and note on her counter as she got ready for the club. She looked as fine as always this time wearing a red dress for the occasion. She had to admit that this did beat staying at home and eating a pint of ice cream. Amy liked her independence, but it was holiday’s like this that made her feel crappy for not having a boyfriend. 

“Still, I would never date Keith, not even if he was the last man on earth,” Amy muttered to herself as she applied her makeup. 

Going out with the girls was the same as always, just with a lot more wooing and fuck Valentine's Day going on. Amy decided to throw caution to the wind as she got hammered with the rest of her friends. They did shot’s on top of shot’s, danced a lot on the pole that had a board behind it that cheekily stated “No pole on the pole” It was a good night, even with how hammered she and the gals were none of them even threw up in the Uber driver’s car. 

Amy somehow managed to stubble up the stairs to her apartment as she kicked off her heels and headed directly to the kitchen. The bad thing about drinking so much is now Amy was ravenously hungry and she had a sweet tooth to boot. 

Amy grumbled as she saw her cabinets were empty, it was the end of the week and she hardly bought junk food anyway, that is when she spotted the heart shaped box on the counter. 

Amy tried her best to fight off the urge, but her drunk mind was beginning to justify opening the box of chocolates. 

“Well I mean, the cops really don’t need the candy for evidence, just the box and the note should do,” Amy said as she finally caved, grabbing the box she plopped her tight little rump onto the couch. 

Looking over the box, it was clear to even drunk Amy that this was pretty fancy. It looked almost custom ordered to her tastes and each candy described sounded like heaven on earth to her. 

Clumsy opening the box, Amy saw all the candies delicately stacked as she licked her pretty little lips in hunger. The hardest part was choosing which one to eat first all of the candies looked good and Amy started to salivate. 

With her pretty painted fingernails Amy plucked a chocolate close to the top of the box as she pressed it between her lips she moaned in pleasure at the delicious milk chocolate taste, but when she looked down she was met with a most unwelcome surprise. 

The chocolate was hiding a picture underneath and Amy could already see Keith’s acne covered plain face. 

“Does he really think this is going to win me over?” Amy said to herself. “The guy is such a creep.” 

The next moment Amy started to feel uncomfortable as she drunkenly readjusted herself on the couch hardly noticing that one chocolate had caused her flat belly to lose tone and pudge out like she had eaten an entire seven course meal. Even so she still felt ravenous as the hunger gnawed away at her. 

Plopping two more chocolates out of the box and into her mouth Amy could not help, but giggle a bit as she chewed. The picture was getting clearer and it was obvious Keith was trying to strike some sexy pose to seduce her. She moaned as she tasted caramel and coconut as she swallowed down the sweets.

Again Amy did not notice as her belly surged forward and began to sag, her natural blonde hair was getting darker and her tanned skin began to lighten. Overall her body was starting to take on an overall plump borderline chubby appearance. 

Amy squirmed as her red dress felt like a prison as she peeled it off and tossed to onto the floor, revealing her bra and panties.

“You know if he wasn’t such a stalker and I was drunk, I might consider having a one night fling with him, he is a little cute,” Amy mused to herself, she was feeling a bit strange normally she would be full from this amount of candy, but her belly was craving more. Wait belly? Amy looked at her belly that pushed out forward and her thicker thighs. 

“Wow, did I let myself go or something?” Amy tried to resist the new reality that was setting in, but her still foggy mind hardly put up a fight. 

Another chocolate found its way past Amy’s lips, this time it tasted like strawberry. More weight found its way onto her frame as her hair became dark and her pussy started to quake with lust. 

“Well if he was here right now, I guess I might let him eat me out,” Amy thought. “Wait no, that is gross, no way I would let that happen.” 

Another chocolate and Amy was now looking clearly fat, spots of acne formed on her face as her makeup seemed to be globed onto her face, but hardly did it’s job. A little bit of dark stubble seemed to form on her legs and armpits as a bit of body odor started to waft through the room. 

Amy felt a bit bad with the way she had been treating Keith, the truth was most guys hardly ever seemed to pay any mind and now she was pushing away the one guy that showed her affection and made her feel special.

‘No this is not right! Keith is a stalker and I am not some fat loser! Something is wrong I need help,” Amy was finally started to sober up and she knew things were wrong. She needed to call for help or something, but before she could her eyes caught the last handful of chocolates and her new gut took control. Her mind screamed to stop as she took all of them revealing the picture of Keith as she gobbled them all up at the same time. 

Amy hardly tasted the chocolate as reality began to rewrite itself. Her body ballooned out as rolls of fat formed on her body stinking and sweating, her tan was gone as her hair took on a greasy sheen along with the rest of her body. Acne plastered her face as her perfect vision blurred and thick glasses found their way onto her face. Hair grew on her armpits, legs and pussy, which sported an enlarged clit that caused her to constantly be horny. A rancid stench of body odor filled the room as it wafted off of her sweaty body. Amy’s IQ began to shrink as her job changed to that of a McDonald’s worker and her nice apartment became a shit hole in the bad part of the city. As if to punctuate her transformation a torrent of gas erupted from her fat ass. Amy was an absolute mess as she started to finger herself and picked up the picture of Keith. 

“Oh it wash shoooo nice of my boyfriend to give me this preshent on Valentine’s Day,” Amy wheezed out as she lisped her words thanks to her new adult braces. As she looked at the picture of Keith, she could not help but feel wet, they were meant to be together! Though the picture still looked the same, the way Amy looked at Keith had changed and she saw a total dreamboat. 

Of course in this new reality Keith never stalked Amy, in fact Amy was now stalking Keith. One day she actually went out to a club with her small group of friends who mostly kept her around to feel better about themselves. Keith said one nice thing to her and all of a sudden Amy was picturing them being hitched. She tried everything that night, but Keith said he had to do something important and Amy understood, it didn’t matter that he didn’t give her his number, she knew their love would bring them back together. 

Now it was Amy showing up at Keith’s work and bringing him presents. Keith was now the one who acted mortified at the obese clingy slob stalking him. Eventually the cops got involved and Amy was served with an order of protection. Still she didn’t stop and even went as far as to sneak a picture of a shirtless Keith, her delusional mind pretending that he had actually given it to her with this box of chocolates that she had purchased at the supermarket.

Taking out her phone Amy started to text Keith. 

“Hey sexy thanks for the gift, I am totally thinking about you as I masturbate right now,” Amy texted. 

“Amy you know this violates the order of protection, I am sorry but you leave me no choice, I am letting the police know about this,” Keith texted back in an absolute tone. 

Amy ignored the response as she texted “Oh I love you too bae”  as she grabbed a nearby dildo and pumped her hairy pussy while releasing blast after blast of gas. 

“Oh Keith, I can’t wait until you decide to propose we are going to make beautiful babies together,” Amy moaned as she orgasmed and reality seemed to stick. 

One Month Later. 

Keith smirked as he watched the obese Amy digging through his dumpster desperate to find anything that belonged to him. Life was actually pretty good for him ever since Amy had eaten his special gift. Everyone felt so sympathetic to the guy who was being stalked by a crazy whale, he even had a date with a pretty attractive co worker. 

It was not long before the cops showed up and Keith could not help but laugh as Amy was placed into the back of the police car. 

Now she knew what it was like to be a stalker.