chapter 3

“So you want to get a big huge belly on this cruise?” I asked. “Oh Matt yes I want to totally let go and eat as much as I can. I want to have a huge round belly sticking out in front of me, I don’t care how much I weigh.” She said starting to cry. “Is that ok, honey will you still love me if I get really, really fat and huge?” I took her hand and placed it on my now rock hard groin and smiled at her, “Oh baby I insist you get as fat and as big as you can possibly dream.” “Oh Matt, I love you so much, you are the most fantastic husband in world.”

I asked, “Amanda, would you mind if I got a big belly, too?” She shrieked, “ Oh Matt, I would love to have you with a big huge belly. Do you want to get really fat too.”
“Yes,” I answered. “I have always wanted to have a big belly and a big round butt too.
When I used to stay with Aunt Esther, I told you she would let me eat way to much. Well she actually made me eat way to much. I would not say that I was force fed, but she did come close on occasion. I never said anything to my Mom or Dad, because deep down, I wanted to be like her. I really loved her too. I didn’t have any grandparents and she was my mom’s older sister so she kinda stepped into that role for me. She used to buy me brief style bathing suits, which, as you know now I really loved to wear. She would be so delighted when I finished a huge meal and my belly was really bloated out. I don’t know if she got turned on, but she never did anything inappropriate to me other than insist that I eat so much. I don’t think she even ever saw me without any clothes on. So you see I have my secret desires to have a fat belly too.”

“Oh, Matt” cooed Amanda, “We are so made for each other I can not believe it!”

The cab pulled up to the airport terminal just then. I paid the driver with cash, Mr. Adams had given me for incidentals and Amanda and I headed off for the best six weeks of our young lives.

We arrived at Honolulu International Airport several hours later. A chauffer was waiting with our names on a card to take us down to the cruise ship pier in downtown Honolulu.
We were given the VIP treatment, wisked to our cabin on the boat deck with its own deck area.

We were tired but we needed clothes for bed and tomorrow. So off to the onboard mall, our stewardess suggested a particular boutique for sleepwear, lingerie and swim suits.
She was right, all of the items came in progressively larger sizes. Some starting as small as a size 6 and the way up to a size 21! Amanda could hardly stop giggling. She bought several bikinis and teddies in progressively larger sizes. I bought several packages of my favorite bikini cut briefs in progressive sizes along with a few “Speedos” in increasing sizes also. We got some t-shirts, flip-flops, dark glasses and toiletries.

Our first dinner onboard was a blur of over eating to the point of gorging. Amanda and I stuffed ourselves with a huge rich meal of pasta alfredo with chicken, garlic bread smothered in butter and cheese. For desert we ate an entire cheese cake, covered with caramel and chocolate sauce. Mr. Adams had sent us each a fifteen pound box of chocolates to help in our quest for pounds.

After marveling at each other’s bloated belly, we struggled into too small t-shirts, Amanda wearing a new bikini, too small of course, and me in a black “Speedo” bikini cut, too small brief swimsuit and went to explore our cruise ship.

We stepped out on deck. I was a little embarrassed about being so bloated in a bikini cut brief and with a tight t-shirt riding up on my belly. But as Amanda and I walked around, it seemed that most of our fellow passengers were either fat or rapidly becoming so. I noticed that several of the crew were quite fat as well.

As we were walking by one of the kiosks in the mall area, a plump, young women asked if we would like a massage. I answered that I could not lie on my stomach I was too full.
She giggled, “No sir, I was offering a belly massage. I could tell you and your pretty wife looked nice and full.” Amanda giggled this time, “Oh I would love a tummy massage, I am so full I feel like I am going to pop.” So we went into her little booth, she asked me to take off my shirt and sit in her chair. Her name was Madison, and this was her first cruise working for the line.

I took of my tight t-shirt and sat in the reclining chair. Madison rubbed my distended belly with several different oils and then put a warm towel on me. It felt so wonderful, I almost fell asleep. Madison had Amanda take off her t-shirt and began kneading Amanda’s tummy with oils also. Amanda cooed with delight as Madison worked her magic on Amanda’s tummy.

The massages were fantastic. We left feeling that we had not even eaten that night much less gorged ourselves. We were both more than a little turned on too.

Well in our book there are two solutions for being turned on. One go to bed! The second when the bed is not immediately available, EAT! We headed for the Baskin and Robins kiosk and we each ordered a huge sundae.

On the way back to our cabin happily stuffing our faces with the rich ice cream and toppings, we passed the massage kiosk again. Madison looked up and smiled, “You to eating again?” “We sure are.” I answered sticking out my belly as far as I could. She giggled, “That’s great keep it up. Oh by the way Amanda I have a treatment series to prevent stretch marks if you are planning on gaining a lot of weight during the cruise.”

Amanda answered, “I am planning on gaining quite a bit of weight, we will be on board for six weeks. Please, let’s set up appointments for at least twice a day” I opted for a belly massage after every meal.

Amanda and I got back to our cabin. We took a shower together to get the sticky feeling from all the ice cream away. I called room service for a plate of warm cookies and a couple of glasses of milk, which Amanda and I devoured. We went off to sleep pleasantly bloated and full.