chapter 3 - the first few days

The first few days has been an adventure filled with daily overeating, encouragement and putting a plan to action. The first day after our conversation was mostly ordinary until the evening. Family was watching television, our common evening activity and I decided I needed to have a little extra. Going into the freezer I found that Danielle had bought a 1/2 gallon of ice cream. Rocky Road and yet to be opened. I grabbed a spoon and sat down next to my wife as I dug in. It wasn't long before I felt her hands move down my side and start grabbing my love handles. Her way of telling me silently she approved. I was full after a few minutes but Danielle's constant rubbing was telling me not to stop. As the ice cream became softer I continued to force myself to devour it. About twenty minutes in I had to finally tap out with a few bites left.

As I was putting the last bits away Danielle walked into the kitchen and grabbed me close. "I'm proud of you. That was a good job and very hot." she whispered. "Next time I want you to finish it."

The following day started off better then I could have asked for. Fast at work, starting off my Friday, Danielle walks in with a big smile on her face. "Good morning." She exclaims and hands me a box of donuts and a large white chocolate mocha. The box was filled with 6 blueberry cake donuts. Excitedly I did a quick search on calories...340 each and over 500 for the mocha. 2500 calories to start the day, a great start. The first four went down quickly but the final two got progressively more difficult. "I need this" I kept telling myself as I took bite after bite. "No, I want this and I want this stuffed feeling". I pushed on without regret as I polished off the final few bites and washed it down with my mocha.

I hope every day is like this, I thought to myself. Larger meals and forced stuffing as my now actively feeder wife continues to encourage me.

Saturday was another day and more forced feeding. I was already full from the previous two days but when Danielle told me she wanted to get pizza for dinner I knew she had plans to feed me more again. We had already agreed that the goal was to push for 5,000 calories a day. While I have been pushing my limits I have not hit the goal and Danielle let me know she did not approve. "You promised me 5,000 calories a day. I calculate you maybe hit 3,500 yesterday" she complained.

When it was time to order the pizza Danielle asked me what I wanted on mine. I suddenly realized I was getting most of a pizza myself. It arrived, sausage, bacon and mushroom. Danielle immediately made me a plate and added to it with jalapeno poppers and wings. I happily went to work knowing that Danielle was slyly watching me. As I finished up Danielle grabbed my plate and asked if I was done. "Yes, thank you." I answered. Not more then a minute later she shows back up with my plate and two more slices on it. I graciously accepted and continued to eat and they were both gone.

Later that evening Danielle decided she wanted some cheesecake. Well, she had a few bites but decided that most of it was for me. She sat down on my lap and happily fed me bite after bite. I had no say. I told her i wanted her to be my feeder, I wanted her to be dominant and she was making good on that request.

After finishing we went upstairs to lie down. With my belly swollen Danielle started rubbing me and telling me again how proud she is of my hard work. "It takes a lot to get as big as you want to be. I am proud of your hard work. Tomorrow I need a list from you of things you want for the week. I need it by noon, no excuses. You want to be obese don't you?" she asked.

"Yes, more then anything" I exclaimed as she continued to rub my belly.

"Then get me my list.".

The next day was pancakes for breakfast with a side of bacon. Three very large pancakes with tons of syrup. This was all I needed to get into the mood for my shopping list. Lasagna, white sauce pasta, burgers and other fattening meals. I could just imagine these fattening foods on my plate as Danielle decided how much I would eat. Then I got into my special list for just me..Cake batter and heavy cream, soda, more donuts and two 1/2 gallons of ice cream. "Drinking soda is one of the fastest ways to pack on pounds" I texted.

"I love when you talk dirty to me" she texted back. The cake batter and heavy cream concoction is something I have fantasized about being force fed for as long as I can remember and Danielle knows this. I can't wait for the time I hear the blender going knowing what is coming my way. Adding this to two nights of ice cream indulgence will be a great week.

Monday was a day of leftovers and finding what I could to get in the calories. Monday night though meant Lasagna. A large serving to finish out the day. Waking up Tuesday I was expecting more of the same but to my surprise Danielle decided I needed to kickstart my day. Shortly into my daily routine I am surprised with six blueberry muffins. I was surprised by how easily I finished them. Losing track of time it was around 1 in the afternoon when Danielle popped into the office again. Once again bearing delicious gifts. This time it was fast food from Chick-Fil-A. A spicy chicken sandwich with bacon, large fries and a large Dr. Pepper. After our text message about the soda, this was the best part. The sandwich and fries went down quickly followed by the soda. I felt like a glutton and loved it.

Texting Danielle "Lunch and soda are gone"

"How do you feel. Did you enjoy it?" she texted back.

"I am full and love how I feel right now. It feels so good to overeat knowing I am making myself into a fatty."

"I know you enjoy it, but you have a long way to go."

Feeling swollen again I decided it was time to keep another commitment, documenting with pics and story log for all to see. I decided to take a few pics to upload and start on the first few chapters as documentation. Weigh-ins will be happening weekly as well. I decided to do a sneak peek of my weight and was shocked to see with all the eating I actually lost a few pounds. Down to 204 from 208 the middle of last week. Guess we will see what the scale says when I do my first official weigh in, hopefully Saturday.

As we are getting toward the end of the afternoon I decided to venture upstairs. Not feeling satisfied I looked into the fridge and found the rest of the cheesecake. Nothing like desert before dinner I thought as I jumped into it. Finishing off most of it but wanting to leave a bit for later I put the last few bites back into the fridge. Today is definitely going to be the first of many 5,000 calorie days.