chapter 2

I said 'yes' and we set a wedding date in July. Soon after, we moved in together. In early January, Linda's frend Sally had a party at her house. While I was in the living room talking to Sally's boyfriend Marty, I needed to go to the restroom. As I sat on the john, through the wall, I could hear Linda's friends talking:

"Dave is really cute!" "Don't you thnk he's a bit on the heavy side? He must weigh at least 350!" "If you think he's big now, wait till you see how he is at the wedding!" Linda said. The girls started to giggle "Who was that guy you were with... Robert?" "Didn't he put on around 100 pounds after you got engaged? He fattened up so quickly he got scared and called off the wedding! Last time I saw him he looked like he was over 500!" "Linda likes them huge, that's for sure!" "I don't know how much bigger Dave can get." "He'll be over 400 pounds by the wedding, you'll see!" This was Linda's voice. "You wanna bet, girl? I'll bet you $100 that you can't get 30 pounds on him by then""You're on!" Linda exclaimed. "I know how to fatten a man! If I say he'll be at least 400 pounds the wedding, he'll be that big - or bigger!" Linda said.

I must admit I was shocked to overhear the conversation.... I already had a 57 inch waistline and was weighing in at 350... and Linda wanted me even fatter? Well, I would do my best to oblige! My job as a desk clerk in a furniture store left little time during the day for exercise, and with Linda making bigger and more incredible meals than ever, the weight wasn't long in piling on.

In March, we have a gathering and Linda invited her friends over again. By this time I was up to 370 or so, a 20 pound gain since Sally's party. Most of the added weight went to my belly, which was reaching beach ball size. As the guests arrived, Linda was positively beaming, and when her friend Sharon saw me, I thought I saw a smirk cross her face. Later on as I came out of the bathroom, she brushed by me in the hall, and had to squeeze through. As she brushed by, she patted my belly. "You're getting huge!" she said.

As happened the last time, a little later the girls retired to Linda's room, and once again I went into the bathroom to listen to their conversation.

"Dave has really been packing on the pounds! You must have put 100 pounds on him since last year!" "He's turning into a huge fatty!!" "He is doing real well" Linda said. "but he's still nowhere near as big as I want him!" "You DO like them big, girl!" one of her friends exclaimed. "I'll bet by the wedding he'll be big as a whale!"

In order to get a headstart on cleaning up, I went back to the kitchen and started scrubbing some of the pots and pans. Linda's friend Rhonda came in to help out, and after we'd worked together a while, my t-shirt rode up over my beach ball belly. This time Rhonda came to me in the kitchen, blocked my way and stuck her finger in my belly button. "Mmm.. you're getting nice and fat! Sure you don't want to let me help you fill out?" She then patted my belly and said: "I've asked Linda and she says it's ok." "Really?" "Yup! She said I'd be amazed at how much you can eat!"

Well, as good as Linda's cooking was, Rhonda was a pretty incredible feeder. From the minute I set foot in her apartment on Friday night to the moment I left on Sunday night, she kept me eating non-stop. At various points I thought I would explode, but she always eased up, gave me a belly massage or some encouragement, and waited until my moment of fullness subsided, then resumed feeding me.

When I got home on Sunday night, I felt like a beached whale, and as Linda slipped her arms around me and surveyed my hugely overstuffed belly, a smile cross her face. "Looks you've been VERY well fed!" she said, poking my belly. "Let's get you on the scale." I got on the scale, and the dial came to rest at 385, representing a gain of 15 pounds in a weekend! "Wow!" Linda said. "What did she feed you?" "Rhonda kept me eating non-stop, even feeding me in the middle of the night." "Sounds like we'll have to start some snacks to your diet... wouldn't want you to feel deprived" Linda said.

From that point on, Linda noticeably increased her efforts, adding a midnight and 4 AM feeding to those incredible breakfasts, dinners, and brunches. With the wedding approaching, Linda began a furious baking spree, and like all of her culinary concoctions, the results inevitably made their way to my waistline. By the beginnng of June, I was up to 402 pounds.
To make sure I could still wear them, I tried on the pants of my wedding tuxedo which Linda had ordered in a 65 inch waistline back in March, so as to provide "room to grow". To my shock, the pants were so tight that I could not get them up over my belly. As a result they hung so low that it barely covered my a huge backside, let alone my love handles and belly. Linda went back to the shop to have the pants let out to 70 inches.
During the week before the wedding, Linda made sure that the rehearsal dinner entries were perfect by making me finish off the test servings. Then there was taste testing of the desserts, the wedding cake, the champagne, the appetizers... Even with a loose shirt, by now my belly had gotten so big that it protruded three feet out in front of me, looking like a fully inflated beach ball under my shirt.
On the day of the wedding, I woke up to Linda making a huge breakfast. After that she fed me cookies and other sweets up until the moment the guests arrived. As a result by the time people started to show up I was as stuffed as I had ever been, and my belly was taught and straining my newly let out pants.
Since I was somewhat embarrassed at how poorly my tuxedo fit, I remained in the back of the reception hall until Linda called for me. "Dave, come out here and say hello to everyone!" I waddled out from the back, making sure to put on top hat. As I came out into the reception hall, I could see several of Linda's friends break into a grin. Rhonda and Sharon in particular seemed pleased to see me. "Dave, you remember, Sharon, don't you?" Linda said. "Sure." I said. "We met at our last party." Linda went off to mingle with several of the other guests. "Yes," Sharon said. "I remember squeezing by you in the hall." I blushed. "Don't be embarrassed" she said. "Linda has been feeding you, hasn't she?" "Yes, she has" I said. "Well, she's doing a great job. That suit looks like it's getting kind of tight!" Sharon giggled, poking my belly. "Though it gives us all a good view!" Rhonda chirped in, grabbing my belly and giving it a shake. I was so embarrassed, that I excused myself and went back to kitchen.

Linda came by and took me by the hand. "Honey, don't get so flustered... they mean well." Linda said. "It's just that sometimes I wonder if they're making fun of me for getting so fat." "Sharon and Rhonda aren't like that honey. They both really like fat guys. Some of their boyfriends were absolutely HUGE." "They've been coming on to me something awful." "They're just teasing you, honey. I've known them both for years. Don't worry about it." "OK." "I've got something else we should talk about. Back when we first met, Sharon, Rhonda and I made a bet..." "About how fat you would get me?" "Yes, how did you know?" "I was in the bathroom next to our bedroom, and overheard the conversation!" "So you've known all along?" "Yup!" "Well, today is the weigh-in day. After the other guests have gone, will you come back to our hotel suite?" "Sure honey."

I was in our hotel room's bathroom when I heard Linda's voice. "David, can you come out?" When I went back there, I found Rhonda, Sharon and a few other friends gathered around an industrial scale. Linda sidled up to me and put her hand around my waist. "Back when David and I first met, many of you wondered how I could possibly be attracted to a skinny guy. Well, as you can all see now, David isn't skinny any more." There was lots of laughter. "Back when we first met, David only weighed 140 pounds. As you call see, he's considerably bigger now." "I'll say!" Rhonda exclaimed. "To prove to you just how good a cook I am, David has agreed to a weigh-in." I mounted the scale, and Ginny adjusted the weights until the scale finally balanced at 425 pounds. "Wow, almost three hundred pounds!" Linda exclaimed. "Here's to the next hundred pounds!" Rhonda exclaimed. Everyone started to clap.