Chapter 2 - summer cruise

Unfortunately for you, and your waist line, this semester at sea is no place for a girl who's lost control of her appetite. The boat normally serves as a cruise ship, but had been outfitted to accommodate students. The first thing to go was actually the gym, it was now a classroom, but its not like you were going to use it anyways. The typical all you can eat buffets were still present however, and often classes would be held in the dining rooms to accommodate all the students, right next to a buffet. Oh and the buffets? they were delicious, numerous, and open 24 hours, you couldn't go 50 yards on this boat without running into another one. Oh and throw in the fact that there was 24 hour complimentary room service, and your waist line was pretty much screwed from day 1.

All semblance of you having self control was pretty much thrown out on day 1 when your loving boyfriend ordered you a massive breakfast to be delivered via room service. You were awoken to the delicious smells of a massive hot breakfast of bacon, hash browns, a huge omelet, and several pastries for good measure. Thanks to a semester of all you can eat dining halls stretching your poor fattened tummy out, you gobbled it down before even getting out of bed no problem. After you filling breakfast you happily explored the cruise ship, sampling little treats from each buffet as you went, justifying it to yourself by thinking you were getting some exercise by walking around. By the time your first class ended at 11:30am you were ready for lunch. You tried to be modest at first, but ended going back to the buffet 3 more times, filling your tray with delicious burger after burger, plus fries, chicken tenders, and soda to top it all off. Thanks to your indulgent lunch you sleepily made it through your second class which ended at 3:30 and immediately went and took a nap. You were awoken by a boyfriend who was very happy to find you sleeping off a bloated tummy at 5:30 with some pre-dinner snacks of oreos and coffee. You happily gobbled them up as he lovingly began to satisfy growing body. Afterwards you both sauntered off to a dinner of lasagne and garlic bread. As each plate of lasagne disappeared into your greedy tummy, another seemed to appear in front of you thanks to your loving bf. You knew you were over doing it, but the food was so good and your bf was being so sweet so you just kept eating and eating. After your 4th plate you felt fit to burst, but as the 5th plate appeared in front of you, your bf sat down next to you and loving un-did the button of your jeans shorts, saying you looked a bit constrained. As you felt you soft belly surge forward across your thighs, you suddenly felt relieved but still obviously stuffed. With you bf encouraging you not to waste food, you dutifully finished you 5th plate, capping off what was possibly the most you've ever eaten in one day. After a quick kiss he helped you out of your chair and you both slowly made your way back towards your room as your cradled your overfed gut. You had never felt more fat in your life, with you jeans shorts unbuttoned, your shirt riding up, and your fat, swollen, pale belly out for all to see, but with your sexy man by your side, you were too overfed to do anything about it as all you wanted to do was get back to your room and lay your overburdened body down on the bed. After a few hours of cuddling on the bed watching tv, your bf called room service without asking you first and ordered 4 slices of various pies. He said a good dinner is nothing without a great dessert, and nothing is better than dessert in bed.