As of October3rd of this year i decided to actively gain. Financially it’s been a rough journey but i’ve had a few help me with a meal or stuffing here and there.
Ive noticed my appetite has grown a bit, and that I snack more, but because i havent been filling up all day or even everyday, i thought i wasnt gaining.
But thats not true… Today i realized i’ve gained 3 pounds and 4 inches on my belly.
I was in a rush, getting ready for another job interview.
My rooms been a mess this past month and a half, Im going through a breakup and just sleep eat and watch TV so my clothes both dirty and clean are everywhere…
I gave up on looking in my mess and went to the clothes my older sisters left here.
Shes always been smaller than me (less curvier and shorter) but her clothes still would fit. It was almost like her clothes fit better with them having that bit of tightness to them. Her dresses always would cling tightly to my body.
So im looking, for a particular shirt and pant combo that Ive worn before to another event, in June.
The bottoms (flare jeans that STRETCH) hardly passed my ass. They actually didnt make it to the top of it. It was like they were lowcut now?
And i realized that i have a fupa? now?
I decided to go for some stretchy black pants that were loose at the bottom. the elastic waistband was practically indented into my belly. and the cameltoe was insane if i didnt pick it out every few steps.
And the shirt? I was so upset about the shirt!
I’m running late now, all I had to do was get dressed and run out of the door.
I cried in frustration and could hardly get the shirt passed my chest. and when i finally did, it was tight around my arms, cropped, and had my breasts sitting so high and close together you couldn’t see the tattoo i have in between them.
I looked way too sexy to be doing an interview… but it was too late to change, so i left.
my interviewer was young and handsome, he ordered me some coffee and blushed when my shirt creeped up to expose my belly when i reached to grab it from him. Id catch him glancing at my chest & I felt his eyes on my backside when I walked out. He said he wouldn’t wait to see me around in my uniform so, I think i got the Job…
I had to come home and weigh and measure myself.. I’m at 157 lbs and 36” around the belly now.
should i try on some old clothes?! I’ve been dressed so comfortably in this depression i have no idea how big I’m becoming 😳[img][/img]
Ive noticed my appetite has grown a bit, and that I snack more, but because i havent been filling up all day or even everyday, i thought i wasnt gaining.
But thats not true… Today i realized i’ve gained 3 pounds and 4 inches on my belly.
I was in a rush, getting ready for another job interview.
My rooms been a mess this past month and a half, Im going through a breakup and just sleep eat and watch TV so my clothes both dirty and clean are everywhere…
I gave up on looking in my mess and went to the clothes my older sisters left here.
Shes always been smaller than me (less curvier and shorter) but her clothes still would fit. It was almost like her clothes fit better with them having that bit of tightness to them. Her dresses always would cling tightly to my body.
So im looking, for a particular shirt and pant combo that Ive worn before to another event, in June.
The bottoms (flare jeans that STRETCH) hardly passed my ass. They actually didnt make it to the top of it. It was like they were lowcut now?
And i realized that i have a fupa? now?
I decided to go for some stretchy black pants that were loose at the bottom. the elastic waistband was practically indented into my belly. and the cameltoe was insane if i didnt pick it out every few steps.
And the shirt? I was so upset about the shirt!
I’m running late now, all I had to do was get dressed and run out of the door.
I cried in frustration and could hardly get the shirt passed my chest. and when i finally did, it was tight around my arms, cropped, and had my breasts sitting so high and close together you couldn’t see the tattoo i have in between them.
I looked way too sexy to be doing an interview… but it was too late to change, so i left.
my interviewer was young and handsome, he ordered me some coffee and blushed when my shirt creeped up to expose my belly when i reached to grab it from him. Id catch him glancing at my chest & I felt his eyes on my backside when I walked out. He said he wouldn’t wait to see me around in my uniform so, I think i got the Job…
I had to come home and weigh and measure myself.. I’m at 157 lbs and 36” around the belly now.
should i try on some old clothes?! I’ve been dressed so comfortably in this depression i have no idea how big I’m becoming 😳[img][/img]
2 years
