chapter 2

The morning after the ceremony I had about as much enery as a Galapagos turtle on heroin. We had spent the night carrying on the usual night after wedding traditions *cough cough* in our incredible suite and the last thing I wanted to do was move from the spot I was in. But then I saw something. There were candy wrappers in our bed. Considering there were only two people in the room all night and I was one of them it was pretty obvious where they came from. This was strange though, because my wife was always too weight conscious to eat anything that even sounded like chocolate, and now she was binging in the middle of the night? I was kinda begining to question what was going on, but then I saw something that made me drop any doubt in my mind.
Across the room in matching, laced bra and panties was the most beautiful girl in the world stuffing herself with a slice of what appeared to be the largest room service pizza in the world. She was sitting on a small chair with no back, which both squished her beautiful ass out on the chair to make it look even bigger, and allowed me a perfect view. Her arms jiggled a little bit when ever she reached for a slice, and her belly followed suit. Her bra dug into her back a little bit, giving her that perfect look of chubbyness and pudge. I could also really see how she was going at that pizza.
It was huge, and least 20 inches, and I defiantly wasn't thin crust ether. It looked like one of those stuffed pizzas, at least 3 inches tall.
To my extreme surprise she had eaten almost 1/2 of it. That's alot of pizza for not all that much girl. She eventually noticed me staring and said, "Goodmorning honey." with a bright kind of smile that she very rarely gives. I very stupidly replied with an idiotic "Hungry?"
Normaly this statement, and indirect remark implying that she's eating too much would not have ended well for me, but this was different.
"Yes, lol, pizza sounded really good so I just went for it. So far I'm not regretting it.", is what she said. All I could possibly come of with was a lame "sounds good to me" and then awkwardly continue to watch her eat. When she turned around to talk I saw how her belly was poking out a little. 5 pounds of pizza will do that, but still, just yesterday this would have been 100% unacceptable. Now pizza for a breakfast was 100% awesome.
An hour or 2 later after the pizza was gone she suggested we go out to lunch. Although I was a little surprised that she could even fit any more I shut up and quickly suggested a small romantic cafe I know of within walking distance from the hotel. She doesn't seem interested in the romance for some reason and decides to go to a family restaurant a short drive away (she claims to be tired of walking). I quickly realize something after receiving our food. It's a "family restaurant" because the portions are family sized. Like, 8 kids and 2 300 pound parents family sized. I'm almost positive her immense serving of macaroni and cheese almost out weighed her, and I didnt get through 1/4 of my fish. However this was not the case for her meal, she finished. The whole damn thing. Her jeans busted about 1/2 way though, and her shirt ended up as high as her belly button when all was said and done, but she acted like she didnt notice. After getting her enormous ass out of the booth and practically carrying her back to our car she said the one thing that could have both turned me on, and surprised me, even more than I already was.
"Where do you want to get dinner?"
After a 2 hour dinner at an all you can eat buffet we drove back to the hotel, she took what little was left of her clothes off, and we both slept the best we had in years. All the wile that pizza and Mac and cheese was slowly digesting and manifesting itself in the best way possible. All over her.