Chapter 2

Valerie prepared well for her cruise. She bought roomy dresses and stretch pants along with new sets of underwear. She also visited a hair stylist and got new make up. As fat as she was getting, Val wanted to look nice. And she did: Her long dark hair settled beautifully on her shoulders and with a few locks of hair framing her plump cheeks. Her green eyes were highlighted with a new eyeliner and mascara, amplifying her already long lashes. A new light pink tone of lipstick was applied to her plump, pouty lips that made her look very sensual.

More than anything, Val ate: she gorged on everything she could get her hands on and wasn’t satisfied until she was painfully stuffed. That way she knew her capacity to eat would increase along her girth. In the five days before the cruise, Val managed to gain another four pounds. She was feeling more out of control than ever before and was constantly fantasising about getting much, much fatter than she already was. So fat she’d be almost immobile. Almost, but not quite so she’d get to struggle around a bit just to feel how immense she is.

Finally the day of boarding! Val was astounded at how small the backseat of the cab was and how much effort it took to lift herself from the low seat. Not to mention the drive was probably the longest time in weeks she’d been awake without eating something.

The walk to the ship through the boarding are was enough to make Val sweat like a pig and breathe heavily. Only the feel of her new fat jiggling and bouncing everywhere was some consolidation for the effort she had to go through. At least it made her absolutely ravenous and Val was literally drooling when she finally got to the seafood buffet.

First day, first meal and Valerie lost it. The ship was literally filled with food. There were ten different buffets, four of them open at any time. Dessert isles were available at any hour, even in the middle of the night - as well as snack bars. And easy chairs everywhere - wide enough to hold even Val’s huge body.

Her first meal was eight plates of different seafoods swimming in cream and grease. Then fifteen minutes of digesting and belly rubbing before waddling to the nearest dessert table. Two pieces of cheesecake, huge sundae overfilled with chocolate sauce, plateful of fresh baked soft cookies, most of a raspberry pie so good Val had to moan out loud when she gorged on it. She would have eaten the whole pie but a really fat guy looking to be in his thirties took the last two pieces before Val got to it.

-Hey there. Sorry I took the last pieces of pie, but this stuff is just soo good. I’m sure they’ll bring out another one soon if you’re willing to wait. The guy said and kept loading his plate high.

-I’m Mike by the way. I see you’re here for the food as well, he chuckled merrily. If you’re alone here, maybe you’d like to join our table? There’s a bunch of us there, we’re all fat and not going to get any thinner during this cruise.

-I’d love to join you! My friend couldn’t make the cruise, but I didn’t want to miss the chance so I’m alone here. I’m Valerie by the way and I guess I won’t be getting any smaller during the cruise either, she smiled and popped a cookie in her mouth.

The rest of the day was a blur of eating, laughing at Mike’s table, resting at the sun deck and sipping drinks. Only downside were the times when she had to walk around to another buffet or stand up to get more food from the buffet. But even that was soon taken care of as they came up with a system where the six of them took turns in bringing more food for the entire table.

And Valerie ate. She ate with her new friends until they had to retire in their cabins and waddled over to another buffet by herself to eat more. Each binge got her fuller than the last and she had to wait longer to be able to get up from the table, but once she was able to get up, she promptly waddled to take a seat at another table with a new plate of food and slowly nibbling at the food until she got hungry again.