chapter 8 - 2013 (continued)

After our cheat weekends, Jane and I were able to get back on the wagon, and stayed strict for the last month before the wedding. On the actual day that we got married i weighed about 225. I had overheard a conversation between Jane and her Mom and knew that Jane was around 190, which although she had shrunk down a bit in the last few months, she was still noticeably chubbier than when her and I started dating.
Our wedding was perfect, and it was great having all of our friends and family in one place.
Even after half a year of weight loss, I still weighed quite a bit more than the last version of myself that most of my out of town family had seen. I received a good amount of comments, mostly from uncles with their own big bellies telling me to prepare for marriage adding more and more girth to mine. A fate that had befallen most of the married men at the event.
I felt skinny next to my best man Tyler, who didn't seem to get back on his diet after the camping trip. After a little more loss, and possibly a bit of gain on his part, Devin and I were now about the same size. The most notable change from a groomsman was Tim, who's puffier face and swollen paunch were evidence that he had gained a few pounds since I'd last seen him a month earlier, I wondered if being around his swollen buddies rubbed off on him a bit.
Jane looked amazing. Her wedding dress showed off her curves in the most perfect way. Her bridesmaids were some of her friends that I knew from high school. All of them had been happily married for a while, and all of them were considerably thicker than the teenage volleyball team I remembered. Her one friend, Amanda, had really let herself go. She married her high school boyfriend who was already fat back then, and definitely joined in with his lifestyle habits, at least doubling in size.
I thought that Amanda's fate was the same thing that was starting to happen to Rachel. Since I'd last seen her she had probably added 20 - 30 pounds, making her officially a chubby girl. I knew she liked Tyler getting bigger, and Tyler had mentioned that any nagging of him dieting ended after the camping trip. Based on her dress being a size or two too small, I guessed that she was a little unaware of how much she was actually growing.

After the reception we got to our hotel room, and saw that Jane's parents had ordered us a huge spread of snacks, deserts, and champagne. Since we didn't have much time at the wedding to eat, we really dug in to the feast. After a couple hours of mindless stuffing, I helped Jane remove her wedding dress, which now struggled to contain her swollen stomach. She stripped off my skin tight wedding suit, and the two of us laid in bed, continuing to feed each other the delicious chocolates from our buffet.
When neither of us could eat another bite we started to make out. Our hands feeling each other's soft skin, until her hand made it's way down and found me extremely rock hard. We brought each other to the edge multiple times before I couldn't take it any more, and entered her for the first time as husband and wife. I could feel our full bellies squishing together in and out with every thrust.

After a few days we left for our honeymoon, a cruise which my parents had given us as a wedding gift. We spent three weeks at sea, visiting the endless buffets, and then visiting each other's bodies. We didn't talk about our diet being over- but it was clear that neither of us had any interest in worrying about that anymore.
When we got home I weighed myself for the first time since the wedding and was excited that the cruise had added 15 pounds back to my body, and was back to 240. When Jane's Mom asked her about the honeymoon she told her she had gained back ten pounds, although I predicted it may have been more. Over the next few months we got back to our old eating habits, and Jane gradually started going back to the larger more flowing clothing items that she wore before her dumb idea for us to lose weight.
The weight was coming back to me as well, faster than I imagined. The numbers on the scale climbed quickly to 250, 260, and all the way back to 270 by that Christmas. I caught my reflection in a car window and was back to being surprised at my own size. I texted a car reflection selfie to Tyler.

Me: "Starting to feel like my old self LOL"

Tyler: "Damn! Looks like you've been a pig since the wedding!"

Me: "Yeah, definitely. It's nice to be off the diet"

Tyler: "Is this the biggest you've been?"

Me: "Not quite, back up to 270 though..."

Tyler: "50 more pounds and you'll catch me"

Me: "You're 320??"

Tyler: "I was a last time I weighed myself, a week or two ago."

Me: "Wow. Rachel must be a good cook"

Tyler: "The way things are going I'm surprised her food even gets to me past her these days"

He sent a picture of Rachel from behind, leaning on the counter eating from a bag of chips. She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt that she was completely spilling out of. Her thighs had gotten VERY thick, and her butt was almost twice the size I'd expect. She had two healthy muffin tops, and I could see her too tight bra through her tee, giving her some serious backfat rolls.

Tyler: " She's constantly snacking, I think she's getting a bottomless pit in her stomach. lol"

Me: "Haha. I know what you mean, Jane's the same way. Sometimes I think she can eat more than me."

Tyler: "Well, she takes after my Mom haha. I guess you know what to expect from the future."

Me: "God point. What's rachel's Mom look like?"

Tyler sent me a picture of Rachel with her mom, and though she didn't hold a candle to Tyler's huge mother, she was BIG.

That night, after a Huge dinner and some great sex, I had another dream.

Tyler's Mom was sitting at the kitchen table preparing some food, maybe 100 pounds more than she is in real life. She called to Jane to come give her a hand. Jane came waddling in the kitchen with a body matching the exact shape and size of her mother. Then, Rachel followed her in, everything in the room shaking under the weight of Rachel's MASSIVE thighs and butt. She put two kitchen chairs together, resting one buttcheek on each of them.
That's when I realized I was sitting in the living room with Tyler and his Dad, each of them appearing 500 pounds, ribbing each other about their giant bellies. I was laughing at them both, when they stopped and Tyler said to me "What are you laughing at, you're bigger than both of us!" I realized in the dream how huge I actually was, my massive body spread out, filling most of the couch. Jane came back into the room, lifted her giant belly on top of mine, and straddled me as we had sex in Tyler's parents living room.