chapter 3

The honeymoon is magical. We are obsessed with each other. You're so relaxed and carefree. I can see what your father is talking about - you really do eat when you're happy. You start every morning with breakfast in bed - pancakes with butter and syrup, bacon and sausage, eggs and biscuits. You snack and drink all day long. Lunch is almost always a burger and hotdog with fries by the pool. We order room service for dinner, and you enjoy buttery lobsters and steaks with decadent desserts.

I make sure there are always ample snacks and bottles of wine and cocktails around. I assure you that it's vacation and you can let loose a little. Your bloated gut is always hanging over your bikini, and it's driving me wild. After watching you greedily stuff yourself all day, I spoon you at night and rub your overstretched gut. I kiss the back of your neck and slide myself into you. I pinch your nipples and fuck your fat pussy and tell you you’re a good girl. Each day you get rounder and rounder.

On our last day, you pull on the jeans you had worn on the plane two weeks ago. “What the fuck,” you grunt, “I think the humidity here made my jeans shrink. I can’t get them buttoned.”

“The humidity or all those pancakes?” I tease, “It’s ok baby - no one will notice. You would have unbuttoned them on the plane anyways. It’s not like people don’t notice your belly.” I saw you turn red from shame and reach for a muffin on the table.

“I have to get back to the gym,” you huff between bites. ”It’s fun to let loose, but I could really get fat if you keep encouraging me to eat like this.”

“That wouldn’t be the worst thing,” I say grabbing your lower belly that spills out over your unzipped jeans. “This is nothing. You have nothing to worry about.” I pull you in for a kiss and you let your belly hang a little looser.

You wear leggings on the flight home, and snack on fast food you pick up in the airport. “We’re technically still on vacation,” you explain as you get in line at your third airport takeout restaurant, “diet starts tomorrow.”

“No one is saying you have to be on a diet, baby. Eat whatever you want. I just want you to be happy.”