chapter 4

The next morning I had room service deliver a massive feast very early. We wanted to increase the number of meals at day to at least four maybe five meals. We stuffed ourselves with cheese blintzes, French toast, sausages, bacon, ham, whole milk, lattes and anything else we could shove into our faces. We slept in for another couple of hours, got up showered admiring our expanded bellies. We then squeezed ourselves into tight bikini cut briefs for me and bikini panties for Amanda and too small t-shirts. I could feel already, I was becoming bloated and I loved the feeling of being so stuffed.

Amanda decided to have an early massage and oil treatment with Madison. When she arrived Madison was in awe of Amanda’s belly, how bloated she became after meals.
Madison suggested, “I can do body sculpting if you wish, Amanda.” Amanda thought for a moment, “Oh yes please, I want to gain mostly in my belly, I really want to look nine months pregnant with triplets all the time”, she replied patting her bloated belly.
Amanda asked again, “Madison, can you do sculpting on men, too?” “Oh yes,” answered Madison, “I can do a lot with men too.” Amanda giggled, “I need your help, I want Matt to have a big bottom, too. I know he wants a big belly too, but I will be so turned on if he has a big, round bottom that jiggles in his tight briefs when he waddles around.”

I came in to the kiosk eating a couple of donuts and drinking a latte. Both Madison and Amanda were giggling “What’s up?” I asked. “Oh nothing honey.” Amanda innocently replied winking at Madison on the way out of kiosk.

That first week was fantastic. My plan of eating five meals a day was working wonderfully. Amanda and I were getting big quite fast. Both of our bellies were constantly bloated with rich food. We didn’t get any exercise at all, just reveling in our sloth. We had to move up to larger briefs for me and panties for Amanda.

By the third week neither one of us could see our feet without bending over. Amanda loved to squeeze herself into tight lacy panties and admire her huge belly in the mirror.
I loved the view myself.

I was getting huge too. My “beer Gut” was now bulging out in front of me several inches. It was almost to the point of sagging. I was concerned that I was having trouble pulling up my brief swimsuits and my underwear. My thighs were really round and my butt felt really big to me. In fact, I felt I was jiggling back there when I walked or now with amount of weight I have gained waddled around our cabin or the ship.

Amanda would feign no interest in my thickening posterior. During my daily massage sessions with Madison she would complement me on what a great body I was creating.
I really looked forward to my daily massage. She had a special “belly table” that would allow people who were either pregnant or really fat like me to lie on their bellies. I never realized that she was sculpting my huge bottom for Amanda’s enjoyment.

The fourth and fifth weeks were a blur of overeating and some great love making. We really were turned on by each other’s greatly expanded bodies. I started to realize, that Mr. Adams and dear old Aunt Esther had more than likely “set us up”. There were no worries in my mind, that we had gained the required minimum of seventy five pounds each.

The sixth week was spent eating of course, but also adjusting to our now expanded horizons. Madison suggested that I work my leg muscles to get prepared to carry all my new fat around. So I did something I never thought I would do again, I worked out. I waddled into the health club on the ship, I thought people would be staring at how huge I had become. I was pleasantly surprised to find a very cute, plump trainer munching on a donut with her arm resting on a nice little pot belly. She burped, blushed got up to help me. “May I help you, sir?” she asked brushing the crumbs off her boobs and belly. “Yes, you can, it was suggested to me that I should work on strengthening my leg muscles to carry around all of this.” I answered shaking my belly. She giggled, “That would be a great idea, sir. In fact I will join you on the next machine, I have gained quite a bit of weight myself,” patting her own plump belly.

Her name was Sally, she told me she had heard about this job through a friend. She had been a trainer at a health club in a condo complex. She found it really boring, the guys were all dorks and the women were just snotty idiots. She thought being a trainer of a cruise would be fantastic. The problem on the cruise line was everyone was here to get fat, no one wanted to work out at all. The only patrons she had are passenger like me just trying to get strong enough to carry around all of our new pounds. So she got bored, and like most of us who get bored we find something to do, which on this ship was eat. Sally patted her bloated belly and said that is about all she has done.

She lead me over to a weight machine, showed me how to set the weight I wanted to work with. She sat at the machine next to and started working her legs as I did the same.

We started to chat when stopped for breath. She asked how much weight my wife and I had gained. I said we had not checked, but I was sure it was way over our required weight gain. “You were required to gain weight?” she asked. “Yeah, I have an aunt who passed away, her will specified for Amanda and I to gain one hundred and fifty pounds between us.” “Wow, that would be so cool.” Sally answered. “I am a pretty good friend of Madison the massage person. She mentioned to me she was working with a couple that was required to gain a lot of weight.” She then asked, “Say Matt or Mr. Fox, do you and your wife have to document your weight gain?” Yes we do, Sally. Can you do that here for us?” I asked. “Sure” she said.

I called our cabin and told Amanda. She said she had just returned from the pool and was going to take a shower. She asked about my “work out”. I told her about meeting Sally, she said that Madison had mentioned her in one of their sessions. She said that having Sally do the measuring would be fine, she looked at the letter from Mr. Adams and it stated that we could use a doctor or clinic of our choice for the final measurements.

We decided to do it that night after dinner. We invited both Madison and Sally to dine with us in our cabin and they both agreed.

What a great way for finish up a fantastic cruise. Since Amanda and I had gained so much weight, we had no clothes that fit us except the largest bikinis for Amanda and the last and largest of the Speedos for me.

Madison and Sally were in the same predicament, both of them had gained substantial weight and had only uniforms or bathing suits to wear.

So with all of us barely dressed, I was in hog heaven surrounded by three beautiful plumpers all stuffing themselves silly it was a FA’s dream come true. It took us a couple of hours to devour everything on the food cart. There were now four very bloated bellies sticking out. We all decided to “top off” at the sundae bar by the pool. Now with huge sundaes in hand we waddled down to the health club to weigh and measure, Amanda’s and my girth.

We were surprised by how much weight we had gained, I had gorged my self to two hundred and eighty pounds. Amanda was up to two hundred and fifty pounds herself.

We emailed the results to Mr. Adams. He responded within a few hours that we had met the conditions of the will and he would complete the transfer of assets to us. He said he would have a limo meet us at the pier to take to the airport to fly to our new home.

We arrived at Aunt Esther’s or now our home late in the evening. The staff marveled at how fat both Amanda and I had become since staying there just several months ago after our wedding. The new how to take care of very fat people and pampered both Amanda and I. Helping us undress, drawing baths, turning down beds and most important late night snacks to fill ballooning bellies.

We decided to hire both Madison and Sally to help us maintain our weight. They arrived and marveled at the house. They fell right in the rest of the staff, all of whom, by condition of employment , are quite fat also.