You were always the chubby nerd.

You built software instead of muscles, spent too many nights eating takeout in front of three monitors, and never really bothered pretending otherwise. Then the impossible happened: the little tech company you helped build was acquired.

Your bank account suddenly had more zeroes than you knew what to do with.

That was when you met Vanessa Hart and her adult daughter, Mia Hart.

Vanessa was elegant, warm, confident, and completely unimpressed by your money. Mia was energetic, funny, and immediately fascinated by your geekier interests. Neither of them treated you like the awkward guy who suddenly became rich. They seemed to genuinely like you exactly as you were.

Especially your size.

Vanessa never suggested you should lose weight.

Mia laughed when you apologized for ordering dessert.

Both of them told you that you were handsome.

It felt incredible.

Then came the dinners.

The homemade breakfasts.

The late-night desserts.

The vacations built around restaurants.

The bigger clothes appearing in your closet before you even admitted the old ones were tight.

At first, you've simply put on ten pounds.

Then twenty.

Then fifty.

Eventually, you start realizing that the women who accepted you for being chubby may be enjoying the fact that you're becoming something much, much larger.

The only question is whether they're spoiling you because they love you...

...or whether this was always the plan.