chapter 4

My husband made me put on jeans that only just fit me and a t-shirt that hugged my body but covered my belly completely. He sat me down on the couch and watched as a small bump of my belly hung over the waistband.

"I have an idea" He said and pulled out a bottle of sleeping pills. "There's nothing that turns me on more than waking up and seeing you gain. I want it to be a big change and I want to next see you when you're really fat. So we should take these and sleep while your body grows but you have to stay in the same clothes until you wake up."

The idea of that sounded like pure heaven. All I could do was nod my head and say "Ok."

We both stayed sitting on the couch and slouched so it was comfortable. He handed me a lot of sleeping pills and we both took them at the same time.

It wasn't long until we both fell asleep, ready to see what awaits my growing body.


We both slept for a solid 14hrs.

When I woke, my husband was only just starting to wake up too. I felt extreme tightness all over my body and realised I had severely grown out of my clothes. I looked down to see that my button had popped on my jeans and my belly was spilling onto my lap. I had started to develop a second roll as my thighs were forced apart and had ripped the jeans at the seams. The t-shirt only covered half of my big belly and my arms looked very, very fat.

I could feel that I had a double chin and my boobs were a lot bigger but the most of my weight gain had gone to my belly.

My husband immediately got up and made me stand. I couldn't believe how immobility slowly was taken away the more weight I put on. I had to rock on the couch to get myself up.

As soon as I stood, my belly fell and landed against my thighs. It jiggles for much longer than last time and my hips were a lot wider and my love handles were a lot bigger. My saggy jiggly bum looked big as it spilled over the top of my jeans. I looked at my hands and even they were fat and podgy.

As I took a few steps, I noticed that I had to waddle. It felt amazing to have thighs so fat that they were now forced to rub together no matter what. I felt everything jiggling as I walked to the mirror.

My husband followed as he grabbed my back roll.

I looked like a different person in the mirror. I was fat and tipping into the obese scale. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of my belly and lifted up and dropped it, watching it wobble and jiggle.

"Soon you won't be able to reach the bottom of that my fat princess" My husband said and jiggled my upper arms that were very fat.

I was right, I had a double chin and my collar bones were nowhere to be seen.

We then turned and headed up the stairs. Now, I was getting problems. My belly felt like it was in the way as I heaved one heavy leg onto each step. It surprised my by how fast I got out of breath. I was almost sweating when we reached the top, my husband loved it.

We headed into the bedroom and I stood on the scales. My husband gawped at the number. I could barely see it over my belly.

I had gained another 112lbs, leaving me at an overall weight of 344lbs.

I couldn't believe how fat I was. Never in my life have I ever thought I would get this big.

But this was just the beginning.