Chapter 4 - being fedchapter 4nat becomes the fattest santa

The week before Christmas, Katie got a call from one of her girlfriends. "Katie I need to ask you and Nat a huge favor." It was Katie's friend Carol. "Sure Carol, what can we do for you?" Carol stammered a bit, "Um, ah, since Nat has gained weight , ah, I was wondering if he would mind dressing up as Santa Claus for several charity events that are scheduled." Katie giggled, "Oh Carol, I'm sure Nat would love too! One of his favorite movies is the "Santa Clause" with Tim Allen, Nat just loves that movie." "Oh Katie thank you so much! I have been so worried about getting the most authentic Santa I can find. We will have a theatrical beard and wig for Nat. The suit we have is really very well made too." "Where do you need Nat to be?" "Katie, just come by the Foundation offices tomorrow morning the first children's Christmas parties start around noon." "We will be there." Katie said.

I was delighted when Katie told me about being Santa. Katie said, "Nat I knew you would love to play Santa." "Oh honey, you're so right. I just love the "Santa Clause" movie where the character "Scott Clark" gains all that weight, I just love it!"

We got to the foundation office around ten AM. Carol had some volunteer make up artist there to help with the transformation. The suit was very authentic, very high quality. The beard and wig were fitted and actually glued on. Katie bought me so bright red briefs and t-shirt to wear under the suit. She got so turned on when I put them on, I wasn't sure if I was going to get into the Santa suit. The suit fit very well, even just a bit snug. Carol was amazed when she came in to see me. "Oh Nat, you look so fantastic! You really look like Santa Claus, the suit looks prefect on you and your beard and hair look so real." I patted my huge round belly, "Carol, this is real too. No fake pillow belly." Carol blushed at that, and Katie laughed. We headed out to the first party scheduled.

I had a pretty deep voice, so my ho ho ho's sounded great. The kids eyes nearly popped out of their heads when I got there. They were five, six and seven year olds, so still believers. There was quite a line, but we got through it. Katie was dressed as a plump elf to help me. The kids loved me as Santa. I got poked in the belly nearly by everyone and their eyes widened, "You really are this fat! Wow, it's got to be the real Santa!" Several brought treats, which of course I ate right away, they were in awe. The only draw backs were it was pretty warm, but not too bad. My belly is so large, I didn't have much of a lap. Katie had to hold some kids on what little part of my legs that was available for them to sit on.

Carol and the parents were so grateful we ended up doing nearly a dozen charity Christmas parties and visited three hospitals. I loved it, the suit got tighter and tighter, as more and more treats were given to the roundest and jolliest Santa anyone could remember.

Oh Christmas morning I was only wearing the briefs and t-shirt Katie bought me for the Santa costume and much to her delight, they were a lot tighter. Most of my gifts were food/eating oriented, so I was in hog heaven all day. I had gained thirty more pounds since Halloween. My weight was three hundred twenty two pounds, my waist was an awesome sixty four inches, and my huge bottom cheeks were sixty two inches.

It had been the best year of my life and our marriage. Katie loved me being so fat, I loved being fat, the only thing to worry about is much bigger I would get next year!