chapter 3

I slept in a little. I guessed all of that food had made me a little sluggish. The phone rang and brought me fully awake. Constance was on the phone and said that her mum was not really well and since her boyfriend had to go to look after something for one of his kids she asked me whether it was OK for her to stay another week. While I was disappointed I said Ok and realized this gave me another week to eat as much as I could. I decided that I should start with a creamy strawberry milk while I cooked all of the waffles from the box. I topped them with plain vanilla ice cream and drowned it all with caramel and chocolate topping for a 3000 calorie breakfast. I was off to a good start! I decided that today I'd hit the computer again and so I went down to the shops and stocked up on snackage. I started at Woolworths in the lollies aisle (chocolate peanuts, hazelnut chocolate, caramel melts, freckles), made my way to the dairy for more cream and ice-cream and then bought two packets of chocolate biscuits. The deserts got a work out with a double baked cheesecake and a custard and apple Danish. I left thinking that maybe my eyes were bigger than my belly but still decided to make my way past the bakery. I bought two meat pies, two custard tarts and three jam and cream doughnuts. I had one of the pies and custard tart on the way home and decided upon switching on the computer that I should finish the remaining pie and custard tart. I arranged the computer desk with lots of bowls of biscuits and lollies and cut up a few slices of the cheesecake. Let the gaming begin!! By mid-afternoon I had eaten my way through most of what was on the table but was feeling very full. I decided to make another creamy strawberry drink and gulped this down. By now I was feeling just a little bit queezy. I thought it might be a good time to stop for a while and go for a walk.

Walking with a very full belly is not something done quickly, but it did feel really good with all of the food sloshing in my again distended belly. It was nearly dinner time when I arrived back home and I finished off the rest of the goodies on the table. I could not believe how much of a piggie I had become in such a short time. It was a massive turn on!! I decided that since I was on a massive binge anyway I would forget dinner and just make another Chocolate Calorie Bomb. This one took a little longer to consume than yesterday's given how full I was. However at the end of it I wasn't completely stuffed. After watching some more television I decided it was time for desert. I brought out the jam and cream doughnuts and slowly savoured every delicious bight. The soft dough and cream felt like heaven in my mouth and I rubbed my very full belly as each bite went down. It was now time for bed. I made myself one last creamy strawberry drink and literally waddled off to bed.

Another week passed by with McDonalds breakfasts, counter lunches, snacking all day and Hungry Jacks or KFC for road eats on the way home from shopping for more food. Dinner was usually a big pasta meal or a satay with a full large jar of peanut butter added, steak and mashed potatoes made so runny with heaps of butter. Dinner was always followed by Danish for desert and my creamy strawberry drink. Each day it was getting easier to eat more. It was surprising that after only two weeks I could fit way more in at each sitting.

My belly became my greatest ally as it would grumble at me if I had not eaten something in the last half hour. Before I knew it the weekend had arrived and I decided that I should repeat last week-ends efforts before picking Constance up from the airport. No sooner had I arrived home from the airport than Constance rang and said that her dad had had a bad turn and had to stay in hospital for more tests and since he was now living on his own whether Constance could stay for another two weeks. By now I was really missing her and wanting to show off what must by now have been a 10kg gain since I started but I said it would be OK. After all, the surprise would be all the better when she landed. So I sat down to devour my goodies and enjoy the fat life. Each day equaling and sometimes surpassing the day before. By the time I got into the car to go and pick up Constance I knew I had undergone a massive transformation. Every day I had kept eating more and more. I knew now that I could eat and I could gain for her! The first clue was that I had not been able to find anything from my former wardrobe that fitted me anymore!! So I put on a pair of the new size 112 pants and struggled into an old and very stretched XL T-Shirt. My belly was very obviously straining against the fabric and two quite distinct love handles were pushing out from my sides while a little roll of sagging fat was just starting to jiggle loosely underneath.

Constance came out of the terminal and caught her breath. 'You have been busy! I never really believed you would get fat for me, but look at you. You must have put on nearly 20 kgs since I left for Brisbane. Let's get home so I can continue your good work... '

Two more months of Constance's expert care had expanded my stomach and my appetite by four or five times, my chest was transforming into definite man boobs and my belly was already sagging well over my belt! It pushed out from underneath my shirts and it was now impossible to suck it in! My belly was even more obvious when I was sitting down as the fat curved away to my love handles which had also begun to sag over my belt at the sides. I asked Constance whether I could weigh my self but she said she wanted to wait for the year to be up. 'I don't want you getting scarred by a pair of scales anyway.' I could tell though that I must have gained at least 30 kilos or maybe more! There was just too much fat hanging down over the tops of my shorts to be less than that. It was comforting though that it was just as obvious that Constance had put on more than a few kilos as well. The funny thing was that after the first month on my extreme diet and then with Constance's expert care I guess my stomach expanded as she had intended, since what had made me full on my first day was not even touching the sides now and I was consuming much, much more.

After three months of complete rest we decided that it might be fun to start up our market stall again in and around Melbourne. Constance had made a small fortune with her framed quotes while we were still in Brisbane and I said I thought that if I made a dozen or so medieval shields I might be able to take commissions making peoples family heraldry on their shields. Over the next month we visited different markets around Melbourne checking out which ones might be the best for us and of course savouring all of the market food stalls as we went. We started getting together the materials we would need to do our craft stall and I installed a few tools in the shed. I knew that I had put on some weight around the sides of my man boobs but I was surprised at how much it was getting in the way after I had just started working on the first shield. Not only that but when I used the hammer for the first time everything started wobbling where it had never done before. I even noticed that the fat on the sides of my man boobs had spread onto the sides of my back and was starting to form small fat rolls. I stopped hammering long enough to feel the fat and turned to catch Constance watching from outside. Needless to say she had a huge smile on her gorgeous face. She began laughing with delight as she came up and gave me a huge hug.

After working for a few hours in the shed, and working up a big appetite, it felt fantastic being able to eat so much. And it did more to help the weight to go on even faster. By now I was hungry almost all of the time and it was beginning to take a lot of food before I would feel sated. In fact breakfast, lunch and dinner were now surrounded by almost continual snacking and epic deserts before going to bed for hours of incredible sex. In this time I had gone well past the size 112 pants and on to 2x and 3x and finally skipped 4x after my expanding fat bum and thighs ripped the sides of my pants one afternoon when I sat down to play the computer. By now I was wearing size 5x pants just to be comfortable and Constance and I had to find new ways to satisfy each other as our expanding bellies made the missionary position impossible.

The months rolled by and as the sixth month was drawing to a close I found myself being able to eat pretty much all day without having to stop. Constance met my every need, was always there with a fattening treat when I thought I had eaten everything and never forgot to rub in the creams and make sure I took my pills! My chest had expanded to her delight and so she took a great deal of pleasure in massaging my breasts.

The half way mark was a time for reflection. My belly was already surging way out in front of me and I was still getting used to my much larger body and trying not to bump into things in the aisles of shops and I had to be especially careful around the workshop as there was a lot more of me to get caught up in things. Even bending over to do up my shoes was now becoming an issue as my girth was now getting in the way and no matter which way I leaned the fat would squish up and deliver soft resistance to my attempts. I made the decision to buy pull on shoes. It was not as if I needed the laces to hold them on since I did not think I would be running much again since I was sure that I was at least twice as wide across my hips as I used to be. There was now six inches of bulging fat on each hip. My bulges earned their name every night since Constance made VERY good use of them by squeezing and holding onto them as we made love.

I was still trying to walk for a half an hour each day but my fitness was having trouble keeping up with my weight gain and most of the time I arrived back at the cottage red faced and