So Robert and I were talking tonight. We both decided that our relationship is going fast, and we love it. So he is going to move in with me in 2 weeks when his lease is up at his apartment. I am so happy; I met the guy of my dreams; and he’s the hunkiest built guy I could imagine. I lvoe every inch of his muscular body from his sculpted abs to his tree trunk sized legs. I always felt that I didn’t want to be heavier than 400 lbs. I know Robert wants me bigger, and I think I want to be as big as he wants. I won’t go so far as to jeopardize my health, but I will now actively try to gain weight instead of just eating whenever I want. I love being heavy and watching Robert enjoy my added pounds filling out my body. I want him to be happy and I will give him more of me to love. I wil post pics soon. 

Ok, so I am a cheap fat girl. I weighed myself when I got home today and it read 276; not bad for a girl like me. Things just didn’t add up though. When I tried to get up to leave work today I got stuck in my chair! It was really hot and I loved every minute of it. When I got home I sat on the porch in a plastic deck chair. Needless to day that under my weight, it buckled and this plump whale came crashing down. a girl who weighs 276 lbs doesn’t do that. Feeling curious, I decided to go to the grocery store around the corner to try their scale in the pharmacy. Apparently my old mechanical scale is too old and beaten because the official one at the store told me that I am now 310 lbs! So I have been heaver than I thought for some time now. Which explains the chairs and the fact that I am popping buttons left and right. I am so excited! over 300 lbs! 400 here I come!

Cool, I got promoted today. Basically it means I get to sit on my fat ass all day doing office work and eating pastries, a girl’s dream come true. My body is widening so fast, and I love it. I feel bigger every week and it doesn’t look like it will stop while I eat like this. I love my job.

So this cruise is going great! We are going to Grand Cayman today. after that we go on to Cozumel. we’ll be back Wednesday morning after a whole week on this cool ship. I think I will come back to shore a couple pounds heavier though lol. The food here is too good. A buffet is the worst thing for my figure. That coupled with 24 hour room service is wreaking havoc on what is left of my figure. I got up to get the door when room service came and my pajama button flew right off lol. I think I have gained at least 10 lbs since we started. I just eat and eat and eat,  and they keep giving it to me! This is heaven.

My manager finally told me I need a bigger shirt when I went in for work today. He pulled me aside, which scared me, and told me that all the snacking I have been doing at work is a good image for how good our doughnuts are lol! So he said that I can eat whatever I want! I asked him if he was serious, he said sure. I don’t know what to think of that, but all I did today was eat and make doughnuts. I think I ended up eating about 30 in the end lol. I love the feeling of eating pastries all day, but do you guys think I am too much?

Ok, so my bf, Robert came over today to hang out. I wore my remaining pair of sweats so I could split them for him. I must be a bit bigger than I was yesterday because they ripped the instant I sat down! He brought over two cakes, and some weight gain shake that he drinks when he works out. They have 4000 calories each! lol. After I ate a cake and drank 3 shakes (they are sooo tasty!), he went out to costco to get MORE food! This guy really wants me really fat lol. He returned with 4 pies, 3 gallons of ice cream, bread, heavy cream for the weight gain shakes, and 10 packs of cookies! He also scored some pot and booze to give e the muchies. I ended up eating a cake, 7 shakes, 3 packs of cookies, half a loaf of bread, and a half gallon of ice cream! I weighed myself and I was 215! My vast waist is going to get a lot wider. My butt is now rubbing the armrests on my computer chair when I sit down. Any more days like this, and I will get stuck in my chair. I work for the rest of the week and Robert said he will tell everyone at work to start giving me more pastries to taste! It sounds crazy, but it’s fun!

So there I am eating away at the yummy pastries the guys at work gave me, and it starts. My sweats have been really tight for a couple days now. The part of my sweat pants where I used to have to tie them starts to tear when I shift myself on the couch. Then, after a while, slowly, by itself, riiiiiiiiiiiip. I have officially split my sweats that I bought only two weeks ago. This is getting serious. I gain weight so easily. And I love it. I only wish Robert could have been there to see it, his head would have exploded. I think I will wear them tomorrow for him when he comes over on our day off.

So I guess it’s official now, I have a boyfriend. and I hit 200 lbs officially today! First of all, all you guys I always talk to, he is cool with me having all you guys to support me. Since we started dating I easily got him to admit that he and all the other guys at Krispy Kreme have been trying to fatten me up. Not really a surprise as they always bring me treats to snack on when I’m at work. Since I started that job, I have plumped up so much that my tummy is now poking out of my work shirt. It really drives them wild especially my new bf, Robert. He is a really nice guy, sweet, kind, and hot! lol. On our second date last night, I got to telling him about how I like being a nicely plumped up girl. I showed him my profile pic from myspace and he said that he would love to see me get that fat, maybe even fatter lol. This is so exciting! 

Went shopping at the mall today. There is nothing there my size that’s not ungodly expensive. In the end, I just decided to buy 3 pairs of sweatpants; they’re more comfortable and I’ll only have to wear my nice ones on dates n stuff. w

I never thought I would ever be this heavy. It’s almost alarming. The idea of growing to the size that I get stuck in my own chair makes me excited. Busting out of my pajamas was totally hot. The feeling of my little belly being freed suddenly was an instant turn on! I am now certain the guys at work are trying to fatten me up. They always try to get me to sample things to see how they taste. It’s weird, but I like it.I have a date with one of the guys at work tomorrow, he was too shy to ask me out; I find that very cute. I would love everyone’s input on all of this. Is it weird that I want to constantly snack at work and home so I become as big as a house?