Chapter 3 - the honeymoon cruise

For our honeynoon, Linda and I had scheduled an 8-week cruise leacing from New York and hitting Florida, the Carribean, South America and back.
Given that I had grown out of entire wardrobe during our engagement, Linda took me to the Big and Tall store to shop for clothes for our trip.
To my surprise, she insisted that I purchase a selection of pants beginning with a 70 inch waistline and getting as big as 80 inches.
"80 inches??" I said. "I would have to weigh 520 pounds to fill those out!". "You're a growing boy, honey", Linda said, patting my belly,
"and I am really looking forwarding to seeing you enjoy your food on the cruise!", putting her arms around my enormous belly and giving me
a full armed hug. "I'm looking forward to you getting so big that I can't get my arms around you!". "Would you really be attracted to
me if I gained another 100 pounds?" I asked. "Honey, you can't get too fat for me... the bigger the better as far as I am concerned.
I'm looking forward to you getting so big we'd have to roll you off the boat!" She laughed and I imagined my already ginormous belly with
another 100 pounds packed on.

When we got on the boat and were lead to our room, I was amazed to see that Linda had booked us into one of the two "honey-moon suites".
Instead of the usual small birth, in addition to the bedroom we had a living room, which was stocked with a fruit basket, and a box of
chocolates. Linda had brought along three suitcases, which I had figured were filled with clothes, and when she opened one of them,
I noticed that the entire suitcase was filled with chocolate bars in my favorite flavors! That night, Linda kept refilling my plate
at dinner until I was so stuffed I could barely get up from the table. Then when we went back to our room and shut the door behind
us, she unbuttoned my shirt, and pulled down my pants, and began to kiss me. "All my life I've fantasized about having a huge butterball
husband, and what I would do on our honeymoon!" she said. "Lie down on the bed and let me get ready for you!" she said.

I did as I was told, laying down on my back naked with my huge mountain of a belly sticking up. Before I knew it, Linda had put a blindfold over my
eyes, handcuffed my hands to the bed, and tied my feet down. Then I felt her insert her finger into my belly button, and begin to jiggle my belly.
"Open up, butterball" she said. I opened my mouth, and felt her put a square into my mouth that my tongue shortly told me was exquisite chocolate.
In between feeding my the chocolate, she rubbed my belly. Soon I was hard, and her attention began to migrate south toward my member as she
kneeded and rubbed my belly.

"You've gotten soooo fat" she said. "You've become a huge butterball, just like I've always wanted. Will you let me make you fatter?
I want a 500 pound husband!"
"Yes," I said. "Fatten me up huge, baby!"
"I need you to eat and eat and eat for me, butterball", Linda said, "so you can get big and fat for me."
"I want to make you happy, baby", I said.
"There's another thing I want", Linda said as she pushed back my belly and mounted me cowgirl style.
"What's that?"
"While I fill you out, I want you to fill me up so I can get pregnant." She bent over me feeding my more chocolate while moving her hips up down.
I grabbed onto her hips and backwide to help her as she tightened around me. Instead of plump love handles and soft rear, I felt a firm bubble butt and hips
with only a hint of plumness. "Wow!" I thought, "she must have lost even more weight!"
Linda must have read my mind, because she said "I love the contrast between our bodies... I want you to weigh 400 pounds more than me!"
"400 pounds?" I asked. "If I put on another 100 pounds, that would make me 525... are you saying you're going to get down to 125??"
"Only for a short while, honey. I'm 145 now, and I'm planning to lose 20 pounds on this cruise. But after I get pregnant, I'll gain back that much and
more. Losing weight now ensures I don't get too big during the pregancy. I want to be slim and sexy for my huge butterball husband!"
With that, she took the mask off my eyes, and started to move up and down on me more quickly. I have to admit I was rock hard at the thought
of my tall slim wife mounting me and my mountainous belly. Pretty soon, with my belly rubbing on her clit I could tell she was coming close to climax
and so was I.
"Fatten me up, baby! Make me your sperm whale!"
"You're gonna get soooo fat!" she screamed. "Sooo big and fat!"