chapter 7

3:30pm


*PPPPHHHTTTT*

*FFFFFFHHHH HHHHTTTTTT*


Fuck I need a shit, I hate having to shit without Tom to help me up, it’s hard enough getting out of bed on my own but it’s 10 times worse when my belly is at full capacity!


It’s one thing after another being my size, first is accepting that I have to get out of bed, then I have to walk and the finally I’ve gotta pull my panties down which believe me isn’t an easy task when my ass is eating most of the material and my belly stops be from pulling them down to my ankles, the furthest I can get them down to is my knees which will have to do because this shit is about to fall out of my ass!


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Aahh finally! People don’t realise how much of a relief it is to shit out nearly 23,000 calories worth of food! But now that I’m finished I’ve got another increasingly difficult task....wiping my ass! I used to take it for granted everyday but as soon as I reached 550 pound it because more and more difficult, especially now weighing 620! I’m hoping my weight plateaus soon because I don’t know how the fuck I’m gonna wipe my own ass if I get any fatter, I’m struggling to reach now! I couldn’t exactly ask Tom to wipe for me....could I? He doesn’t mind helping me with any other task...no no, he shouldn’t have to wipe my ass for me, i don’t think I’ll gain much more weight then this anyway.


Right now that I’m clean...ish, my dirty panties are finally back on, time for the burdensome walk back! Not much further, bed is only a few steps away, although I’m regretting putting my panties back on, I can feel them riding further and further up my ass crack with every step I take causing me to have a major wedgie! Oh there’s the food trolley Tom got me, I didn’t really take notice earlier because I was to occupied with the lasagna in front of me...perhaps I should put the trolley to good use...no I’d better not it’s coming up to 4 and Tom will be back at 7 with kfc, I don’t want to spoil my appetite....although Tom did say I’ve nearly emptied the fridge and that he’ll refill it for tomorrow, does that mean he’s expecting me to completely empty it today? Fuck it, I’ll just go have a look in the fridge, doesn’t mean I have to eat anything, just a quick harmless peak.....I’d better take the trolley just incase


Oh shit I really have nearly eaten everything in the fridge! I’ll just grab a couple of thing to tide me over until dinner...this should do me, 2 cream & strawberry scones and 2 apple & cream turnovers...and both these chocolate choux buns...oh fuck look at that Swiss roll! I have to have that as well!....Fuck this I’m gonna empty this entire fucking fridge!


Ok so I didn’t completely empty the fridge but I still went a little over board, 2 cream & strawberry scones, 2 apple & cream turnovers, 2 chocolate choux buns, 1 strawberry and vanilla jumbo Swiss roll, 5 custard doughnuts, 4 blueberry muffins, 4 snickers bars, 2 rustlers southern fried chicken burgers and finally 2 rustlers quarter pounder burgers! The fridge is now basically empty!


Shit there must be nearly 8500 calories here! Why couldn’t I help myself?! But on the plus side this trolley did come in handy, not only does it hold all the food but it makes it easier for me to walk because I can lean on it and take some of the weight off my feet.


Here I am again back in bed watching tv surrounded by delicious food! Let me just see if Toms text me...nope no text from Tom but a missed call from mom, oh fuck, I haven’t spoke to her since Christmas and the last time before that was May I think we had a huge argument about my weight...I only weighed 480 pound then, god knows what she’d say if she knew I now weighed 620 pound! Suppose I should ring her back....