When I stepped on the scale recently, it occurred to me that I've put on about 12 pounds since the April. I guess the binging - that has become more frequent recently - is starting to show:

The first pic was taken back in June:

I guess we're kindred spirits.

Some coworkers thought I was pregnant and just didn't say anything about it.

I've had two feedee/feeder relationships - both started out like any relationship, but then I discovered their passion for feeding someone else.

The first one was a successful business man. He was very much into boxing and loved hockey which he was having difficulty playing since he was approaching 400 pounds. I was 132 pounds when we started dating. I should have realized he was a feeder since most of our dates revolved around it which also put some weight on me. After several months, he confessed his obsession and I agreed to try it out. He showed me what being a feedee was. It was a very sensual realationship. So, I was his feedee for several more months, until I turned the tables and began to fatten him up. I went up to about 156 where he went up to 426. Unfortunately the relationship ended when we realized that we really didn't have enough in common.

The second one I met almost 6 months later. I had lost about 10 or 11 pounds in that time. This guy was very different. He was very thin, muscular - a real gym rat and health nut. I was actually afraid at first to put on any weight because he seemed so fixated with his own weight. I figured he'd drop me in a moment if a gained even 5 pounds. That wasn't the case.

I started noticing that it was not ok for him to gain, but very much for me. Every time I would go out with him, he'd bring me to the same Chinese buffet. He explained that there weren't many good restaurants around the area upstate where he lived. He ate sparcely, but encouraged me to always take more which I did. My appetite has always gotten the best of me. And I did start to pack on the pounds. Then one evening after a movie (popcorn and soda) and dinner (buffet), he started this tradition of feeding me Cadbury chocolates in bed. He would eat a few squares himself, but reserved the most for me. He never came out and said that he was a feeder; I'm not sure that he knew what the term was. But, he loved touching my belly when I was very full both in public and in private. I put on the 10 pounds I lost plus another six or seven. He always said I looked sexy especially after I started putting on weight. The relationship also broke up due to the fact we also had very little in common other than enjoying food.

I think I may have had an easier recipe. But, this one is a good one, too.

Try Peanut Butter Silk Pie. It is delicious and very filling:

graham cracker crust for 9-inch pie

Fudge Layer
1 cup granulated sugar
2 ounces bittersweet chocolate
1/3 cup evaporated milk
1 tablespoon corn syrup
1 heaping tablespoon peanut butter

Filling
8 ounces cream cheese
1/2 cup peanut butter
1 cup powdered sugar
1 tsp. vanilla
1/2 cup milk
2 cups whipped topping

*Purchase a large graham cracker crust or make your own:
Mix 1 1/4 cups graham cracker crumbs with 1/4 cup sugar and 1/3 cup melted butter or margarine; pat into a 9-inch pie plate and chill for about 30 minutes before filling. If a crispier crust is desired, bake at 375° for about 7 minutes before filling.
In a medium saucepan, cook sugar, chocolate, milk, corn syrup together, stirring occasionally, to the soft ball stage (see below), or about 234° to 240° on a candy thermometer. Remove from heat; stir in peanut butter. Beat lightly for a few minutes; pour into bottom of pie crust. Chill thoroughly before filling.

In a large mixing bowl, beat cream cheese with peanut butter, powdered sugar and milk. Fold in whipped topping until well blended. Spoon into fudge-layered pie crust and garnish with chocolate curls and/or chopped peanuts. Chill thoroughly before serving.

To test for soft ball stage:
Use fresh cold water each time you test the candy. In about 1 cup of cold water, spoon about 1/2 teaspoon of hot candy. Put you hand into the water and push the candy to form a ball. Gently pick the formed ball up (if it will not form a ball, it is not done) - the soft ball will flatten slightly when removed from water.

That would be a great trip. Get rid of the gym and install reclining feedee stations where you can get a massage by one or two people as you're kept pleasantly plump by the feeder near your head.

A stage in one of the entertainment rooms can be transformed into watching nightly feedee stuffing sessions where FA and FFA can enjoy watching fat men and women being grown to new heights...and weights as we all watch the show.

Have special classes where feeders can practice different feeding techinques.

Create a "Speed Feeding" like the Spead Dating where feeders get to stuff a man or woman for 5 - 10 minutes...a bell rings...and the feeder moves on to another feedee...leaving the belly-rubbing former feedee to a new feeder who gets filled again and again...at the end you have some extrememly fattened feedees all growning with happy feeders moving from one to the other doing some much needed belly rubbing.

Now, that would be a cruise with something for everyone.

I meant bad for anyone who had to lift me...lol