Little Cutey Pie

Well tomorrow I am returning back to 'home'; as I have a job interview this Thursday and my graduation is next Wednesday. I'll be joined for the week by my mom and dad which I real appreciate, I don't like being on my own an August could be me on my own.

I don't know when the next update will be as I don't envisage getting connected to the internet from wherever I move to any time soon, mainly for cost considerations I have to admit; with no guarantee of a job, spending out on the internet becomes a dispensable thing. I have to ensure rent is paid and that bills are likewise, and that (lots) of food is on the table :)

As such I hope I can update sometime soonish; but it could be a couple of weeks, it could be a month or more.

Any emails sent to me that I have yet to reply to - I will reply to you, but it will be some time - for reasons explained above.

Hopefully the next time I post if it is towards the end of August or September; i'll be somewhat heavier, curvier and fatter :) If I do return home, I'm sure you'll have updates and email replies from the 31st July onwards...

Until whenever...

Cutey xx

Hello,

I have not had a great morning at all...

Firstly, work will not pay me any sick pay, despite having worked for them consistently through uni for over 2 years and the moment I make my first claim, the door is slammed in my face. I don't like to say this but fuck them! I really hope I never return to work for them. That's what honesty and good service means these days.

Secondly 2 of the jobs I applied for were at the school I have worked for the past two years, they were the same job but different age groups. They won't be inviting me for an interview, despite what I am beginning to have doubts in - 2 years experience workin with children, 2 proper childcare qualifications, qualified paediatric first aider and having my police checks already cleared. They could have rejected my application for many reasons that is for sure; but I thought I was on a good footing to get an interview for that at least. Maybe they would have to pay more to someone better qualified/experienced, maybe they wanted someone older, perhaps they don't think I'm up to the job (which I most certainly do not agree with, I know my limitations very well, but working with children was never one of them).

You know me, I'll be fine in the end, but I have lost count how many jobs I have applied for now and not got anywhere. I have had 2 interviews, well 1 in fact; and even though I decided I did not want to work there in the end (required me moving); they never phoned me back anyway to firm up the job offer. The second interview well that's on Thursday. I am looking forward to it and I shall do my best, I just hope that is enough to impress them to get a job offer.

We will see...

In the meantime, something else has kinda come to me, in times like these I need lots of hugs and stuff, chocolate goes without saying, but -- my mom does not readily give out hugs, it's not that she's distant, but well, I don't know where my need to be 'close' with people came from. I'm not blaming her for anything, but I was visibly upset on hearing this news; and was crying -- not to get attention, just genuinely upset. But no cuddle...

And it's only 10.30am...

Cutey

Tonight's second update :)

Some of you who managed to read all that I wrote last night will recall that in my set of facts; I noted that my first real sexual fantasy that I experienced that I can remember was of BBWs. Sure, I do see myself as bisexual; but I tend to lean almost pre-dominantly towards men, I would say that being with a woman is really an idle fantasy, except of course I have experimented (but not in a sexually active way, I admit) with dating women and well it hasn't quite worked out. Perhaps then I am just straight. Anyway what the heck, it doesn't matter, as I wasn't attracted to the beautiful women in my dream but rather desperately wanted to be like one of them...

I'm not sure how old I was but well,I was young enough, probably around ten or so, maybe a bit older. Before this I don't recall any wishes to become a fat girl; although on occasion I did stuff towels under my clothes; but not to look fat but to pretend I was pregnant... Hehe, the games we used to play. Anyway...

The dream is all a little vague now, but I remember the experience of feeling the 'power' these big wonderful women had, they had presence, they drew positive attention, they looked 'strong', not because they were muscle-bound but because of their size, they had strong presence, but in a nice, warm, loving way. I just remember so vividly how big they were, and the amount of food they ate, it was a lot! And they didn't mind at all, they enjoyed it and why not I say! They had such big bellies and bums, their thighs were beautifully large and their whole bodies bounced... to say I woke up flushed would be an understatement.

After that I had quite a few similar dreams, of eating and eating and eating (think Alice as in Alice in Wonderland...) and growing bigger and bigger and bigger. When I got to secondary school (which you attend between the age of 11 to 16 here in the UK, at 16 you can leave compulsory education and get a job/claim social ;)) I remember when I started masturbating that many of my fantasies would be of the summer holiday's starting and me either staying in bed or watching telly all summer, eating huge amounts and staying in my clothes and getting incredibly fat. Is it no wonder in my early teens I did indeed pile the weight on, I loved it. I really did. I remember morning breaks so perfectly in years 7 and 8 (age 11/12-12/13) in the school canteen. I had a good bunch of friends some were big, some were tall, some were thin - it didn't matter; though the 'cool' groups were slowly being formed... But besides that the school canteen, oh my in the mornings it was heavenly. At 10.30am, we'd have 30 mins morning break and the canteen would be ready with literally what seemed like mountains of donuts, all iced (frosted), pink icing, white icing, chocolate icing... and they were all fresh, sweet and delicious. To start with I could manage one donut, with a can of soda and I'd be full (hey I was 11!). The tables had like 6 seats around them but they were part of the table, so it was kinda intimate.

One of the dinner ladies was, no ifs or buts about this, a very fat lady. She was easily 350lbs, easily. That's when I thought to myself, I don't ever want to be as big as her, but I admired her too, heaving her big satisifed belly around. One of the lads us girls got to know was called the Big G :) I forget his real name now but it may of been Gareth or something, but he was a big boy. In fact there was quite a few burgeoning BHM's in my year. I remember also many fantasies about me having grown into a BBW and dating a BHM and our bellies squishing as we kissed... the thought even now is just as exciting as it was ten years ago! He used to have two cans of soda and three donuts every morning, without fail. By about midway through year 13, about 5'3/4" then (I'm now 5'6), I was becoming a heavy girl. My thighs were ever so slightly beginning to rub, and my skirts were almost always tight digging into my softening belly which stuck out a 3-4" or so. I loved it, in fact it was so wonderful that it seemed like I was always turned on at the size of my body, and turned on even more by the thought of how big it was going to get. And I was doing well, eating 2-3 donuts every morning, and a can of soda. I used to leave that canteen stuffed, sometimes I'd have a candy bar if I wasn't too satisfied. You can guess very well that I hated P.E. (Physical Education) lessons. On the one count, I did not like most of the sports, and I did not care much more sport either, I'd much rather have been in the library where it was warm, reading a book, or in textiles designing an item of clothing or whatever. But what I hated most was I was very aware that compared to many other girls, I was, big. I don't wish to go into some of the nasty comments I got on odd occasion or overheard because they're no fun and it's behind me. But it was that amongst other things that lead me to stopping my morning donuts when I started year 9 (ages 13-14, that was 1996).

One last sentiment for that period in school was the new music teacher. Our old one was an older man who was strict and dull. Our new music teacher who came in year eight was a sweet delightful woman, and though you could not call her big, in my book anyway; she had beautifully plump calves and thighs. I really longed for mine to pad out like hers did, and sure enough by the end of year eight, my thighs especially were somewhat jiggly!

Oh well, some nostalgia for you all there :)

Now if I could have 3 of those donuts they had in that canteen right now, I'd be a very very happy girl. As it stands, I have nothing here to eat. But I'll be fine :) (Though I'm sure I could polish of a fair few tortilla chips with salsa dip, or maybe sour cream.... or both.... mmmmm)

Cutey x

If my scales here are to be believed, and I'm not 100% sure, as they are not digital (read: accurate :)), I am apparently now

158-159lbs. That's 11st 3-4lbs here in the UK.

I definitely seem to be filling out, not in a bursting belly full way where my belly is hard from all the food, my belly stays soft much the time. The bottom line is I'm not flat stomached as I once used to be... That and I return 'home' this Wednesday but more on that soon!

Cutey

E-Mails and Me Replying

Some people have sent me e-mails and comments here. And I have not replied to them, have I?

If that is the case, don't panic. I am not likely to be able to reply for a couple of weeks at least, especially e-mails. The first and main reason is I'm not feeling to well and it's related to my accident, after all, I have only been out for under 3 weeks. I am however doing OK overall and I'm in good spirits (I was never one for being down) and I'll be just fine.

Just please do not get upset or think I've turned a blind eye to you, I'm just a sick lil girl right now. But big cuddly hugs to all! Everyone likes a chubby hug :)

Gain/Growing Progress

Ok, I'm sat here and it's 12.25am, so it's late. I'm feeling a bit sickly as I say, but very content, I have a glass of full fat milk and a bag of crisps (or chips for those the other side of the pond :) - I wish these were chips (fries :)), salty and yummy... but crisps will do). I'm not doing it to stuff me, in fact as the previous entry hinted at was that some people love to stuff themselves, myself included. Whether that is with plenty of snacks, or through cooking an absolute massive meal that you go up for seconds, thirds.... until as you are eating desert/pudding you are forcing it down; and you lay back on the couch and feel the pain but satisfying pain of having really pigged out. That is good fun! Although in previous times, especially before my accident, I was cramming and stuffing all the time, thinking I wanted to get fat quickly. But one thing was missing.

That was my sheer love for food. Apart from good sex, and I mean this, nothing beats the wonderful pleasure of eating and the delightful taste of food. So many eat as chore, shovel it in, job done etc. Far too many see food as an enemy, that one should not eat too much or you will gain weight... But sitting here thinking about it, if I were to only of gained maybe 2, 3 or 4lbs this month - and did so for a year at an average of 3lb a month; that's 'only' 36lbs in a year or real terms would bring me up to 191lbs. That's not a massive gain, I only read today of one girl gaining 80lbs in 6 months. I mean that's some eating. But in all this, for all my lust and desire to become a big beautiful woman (in every sense of that), to become fat, and become in my mind's eye far more confident, far more womanly, and even more sensual -- I don't want to be eating food and not genuinely enjoying every bite.

And this has been my realisation this week...

Admitedly, and being honest, I lapsed a little on my grand musings here in the last journal entry. My brother's girlfriend was around and we were talking, and all the while I was very very VERY aware that she was showing me that she was thin and though I was taking some compliment to it, that I was big. At the end of the evening, I was semi-convinced, convinced enough that maybe I should just loose weight, get thin again and then I'd fit in. The thoughts that have dogged me before. But this time I didn't just blot out my desires, I decided to really think again about it. The facts.

Those being:

• I get very sexually turned on and excited by the thought of getting bigger and fatter


• I was a big girl until 14. Now I'm quite big again, but not big enough. I was thin for a few years and did not like it.


• One of my very first sexual fantasies and dreams was of big beautiful women, that dream dominates my fantasies and desires to this day


• I love food. I always have, I find the taste to be one of the biggest pleasures in my life, I can't get enough good, tasty, food. Now I have let go, I'm going to get fat sooner or later because I genuinely love food too much, it's thrilling and wonderful.

I thought about this and felt that I needn't be stuffing myself with vast quantities of food every single day, instead I should be enjoying food. A typical day of me enjoying food could well be breakfast being omlette with bacon, sausage, hash browns... large portions but very filling and tasty, followed by toast and plenty cups of tea. In the morning I may graze on the odd candy bar, or pastry, lots of milkshake or soda to drink, crisps. At lunchtime I might go out for fish and chips or some fast food if I fancied it; else I'd make a fair few sandwiches or toasted sandwiches with nice tasty fillings, perhaps tuna - tuna pasta and sweetcorn maybe instead of sandwiches, tortilla chips and dips, with a couple of candy bars or ice cream finishing off with some fruit. I'd probably take a nap in the afternoon and afterwards start dinner, maybe a huge curry or cottage pie, basically enough to allow me to have huge helpings and seconds, enough to satisfy me, enough to make me feel wonderful and to sate my desire for food in my mouth. Desert could be chocolate brownies with cream, and eat enough until my belly was contently full, I'd probably have a cuppa, watch telly, and snack on tortilla chips with dips, candy bars, pringles or whatever took my fancy, at bedtime, I'd have a milky drink, and some english muffins with lots of creamy salty butter and lashings of jam. I'd sleep very well that night knowing I had eaten good food, and that I had enjoyed every mouthful of it. It would be sensational, it is.

I am ever - ever so grateful for loving food so much. And screw gluttony being a deadly sin; I could be a much much worse person, and me eating more than most people and enjoying it and being grateful for it is hardly the worst crime is it now! :)

This was only confirmed and inspired when I chanced upon www.gaininggoddess.com. Some of you may of seen this site, some may even be subscribers, but Nikki (the star of the site) is one very beautiful woman from Canada, I admire her even from her photos, I can just see something in her eyes and the way her body language seems to exude confidence and pleasure despite perhaps couched photography shooting regimes.

Now Nikki is 5'11" - so almost half a foot taller than me, so I know that I wouldn't be able to gain 400lbs like she did and look how she does at 400lbs. I'll make adjustments for being 5'6" :) But even so, three of the sample pictures caught my attention:

http://www.gaininggoddess.com/images/samples/17.jpg - look how big she is compared to the make-up artist. That is the definition of goddess surely. She is big and ever so beautiful. She is fat, but to me fat is positive word, she is big, she loves it. Her size is so dominant and strong, but soft and homely at the same time.

http://www.gaininggoddess.com/images/samples/14.jpg - Like I say, enjoying every bite. Think of it, you're feeling good, you're looking good, you love what you see in the mirror, and you have your feet up and there are four donuts in the fridge. You don't have to eat all four, but you can eat how many you like because you love food, and it doesn't matter if you gain weight from this over time, because you enjoy food, it's pleasurable, it's fun, it's decadent.

And finally this one made me feel... welll.. :)

http://www.gaininggoddess.com/images/samples/6.jpg - You can definitely see that Nikki here is in awe of how wonderful she looks, all because she indulged in food, and she is realising how wonderful she looks being big and fat. This is a very sensual and sexual photograph.

So as if to re-iterate what I said last time but in even clearer terms, I'm not gonna be a SSBBW, that's not me, or what I want. If you want 400lb+ ladies, I'm sure there are many elsewhere, so don't be disappointed if I don't in numerical terms gain a huge amount of pounds, you know, I might only reach 240lbs through my indulgence in food.

But I can guarantee you that I'll try and show you all how much I enjoy food and every bite with every post I make here :) I am so proud to be a growing girl, who wants to be big and fat, who wants to indulge in food and enjoy every mouthful, so my progress might be 'slow' but I'll sure pack it on in time :)

Cutey xx

I started writing this as a response to someone's comment, but it became so big that I felt it was worth drawing attention to here where everyone will definitely see it...

...and as for target. That is a very hard one, because I'm not really sure how the weight is gonna pile on me and where so I might find I am as fat as I want to be at 200lbs with a suitably fat tummy and body. I might get to 200lbs and think this is as fat as I wanted to be but I want to be fatter :)

There are some definite things though:

- Never ever ever ever do I want to be immobile
- I don't ever think I'll want to be more than 300lbs as that is pretty darn fat (21 1/2 st.... or maybe everyone can do the maths themselves 14lbs to a stone... :)
- I wish to retain some sense of shape

The latter is a very difficult thing to say and highly subjective, and I don't pass any judgement on anyone else's targets or size (why would I!) but it's what will be right in my own mind's eye.

A better idea will probably come with dress sizes, I'm thinking somewhere between at very least a UK size 16 (a US sz 14 then...), probably a sz UK 18 maybe as far as UK sz 20. (US 18)

Which as far as measurements go is strictly... 42-34-44 (UK 18) or 44-36-46 (UK 20)

It's so difficult to say, as my body may pile my weight on all around my belly which would make me look fatter than if it had been more evenly distributed, do you see what I mean.

However, based on some facts. My weight does seems to concentrate on my belly, my bum, a bit on my hips and my thighs (yep I'll probably have a right cracking pair of thunder thighs to rip the seems of my dresses and skirts!) but I'm not very big on top. B cup, barely. But that may change with some weight gain, it would be nice.

This will make better sense to me than anyone else probably but I want to get to where I would now be, if I hadn't had the remarks I got at school when I was 13-14, when I began to put on some weight, and I mean pack it on. They talk of when you enter puberty (well us girlies anyway...) of gaining 30lbs in body fat, well I sure gained that and the rest ;) I didn't necessarily look like a very fat girl at school (I would have done...) but I looked big, I remember my body getting softer and softer and I loved it, although finding skirts and blouses that would fit began to get a little difficult as school clothes tend to be sized by age over here, or clothes in general for children, I know that at 13, the 16 y/o skirts I wore to school were getting a bit tight :) But then due to peer pressure and that understanding as being mom's lil girl that going the way I was more than happily going was 'wrong' -- so I turned 14 and looked like a big girl, and than.... well then I virtually ate nothing compared to what I used to and one way or another by 16 I lost the flab and well, looked awful... but I was thin...

So if anything I want to be as big as I was when I was 14 and that bit more. Which has been hard, as I have had to come to accept that I do love food and most of all be strong enough in myself that being a big girl is not just 'acceptable' but a girl's right if that's who she is or wants to be. It's taken me maturity (and I grew up supa-quick....) to get me to where I sit in bed (hehe) now at 22 to basically say, I am a fat girl who wants to be fat, I want to be seen as being a big girl because it's who I am and nobody will change that, nobody can say anything to persuade me that I should be thin, if people don't like it - they can go sling their hook.

And it also includes my mom and dad who will be fine in the end but they have noticed my weight gain, and their attitude is still one of deterrence in so far as matching being fat to negative things e.g.: fat = frumpy. Well that is wrong, I know for a fact that of all my girl friends and of them whom are big -- have been the most fun of all as they seem to be very self-assured, confident and in many cases weathered the storm as it were. And damn most of them are so much fun to be with, so I want to grow big again, so that I feel good in my own body.

If you want descriptions, I want fat thighs that rub together and in slighly tight fitting clothing around the hips makes them rub together, I want a squidgy fleshy bum that sticks out and makes my panties balloon, I want a belly that bounces, that sticks out inches, that is soft and well fed. and in an ideal world I want breasts that are fleshy and bounce too. But the latter is probably wishful thinking in my case but you never know.

If anything I'm guessing I'll reach that at around 225lbs.

Hope that gives an idea of how big I want to be :)

Hehe, I did it :)

I cooked up enough mash potato with lots of butter for probably 3 healthy sized portions, or enough for 4 people with normal sized portions with two pieces of fish in butter sauce.... Wow that stuffed me out big time, it was size the size of two dinners that I have been getting :) Oh and for breakfast I had 5 potato waffles so that was 550 calories + splodge of tomato ketchup with sausage roll (200 calories I guess) and a large milky coffee, and this dinner 'snack' above was about 750 calories at least, then I had a big bowl of bbq beef flavoured noodles. Of course mom gets in "Have you had lunch?" (after waking me up, hehe, yeah I was sleeping!)

"No, not yet" :)

So now I have another sausage roll and ham salad sandwiches...

*giggles and pats belly*

I am such a devious little girlie, but i'll do anything for my belly :)

dinner is apparently curry :) mmmmm lots of second helpings there then and better still, tomorrow nite we're getting chinese in!!!! yeah!!!!!

I forgot, I got my...

university (college) degree result this week

Uhhuh. How could I forget to tell all of you, so caught up with sleeping and eating you see.... *winks*

Well... i did a Batchelor of Arts degree in Human and Social Geography, 3 yrs of it and I got....

2.1!!!!!! (That's said Upper Second class honours, which is a 'B' grade, below a First class honours or 'A' grade) Considered above average (like my fatness hehe)

So now if I wanted to be a real divvy head I could call myself Lil Cutey Pie BA (...City & Guilds, NVQ, GCSE) - lol - the Brits will get the bit in the brackets (and yep of course I do have GCSEs, and 2 NVQs and a City & Guilds ;))

I was so pleased!

Even more so when I heard in celebration on Sunday nite we shall be having Chinese like I say ordered in, damn I've been thinking about it for days :)) I love my food, but I'll have to be careful, cos...

*psssst*

...*whispers* I might get fat LOL :D

Turned 22 last week and still an ounce of that cheeky silly girl in me yet! :)

Cutey xx

Hello,

All I can see around me in the cupboards, in the fridge, in the freezer is nothing to eat, unless your partial to cumin powder or mixed herbs ;)

And it's actually so so annoying, here I am wanting to pile on the lbs and there is nothing to eat (in part due to what I have secretly eaten the past few days...), what I would do for a big huge apple pie covered in custard and cream right now!! Or even a massive bowl of tuna pasta that even I think I cannot possibly eat all of and by the end of it I'm so bloated I am weeping from the pain my fat tummy feels...

I mean there is some food I can cook up, so I'm gonna do just that, I felt tired you see after being disturbed all morning by people going out and stuff that I wondered if I needed to sleep, but I couldn't cos I was hungry and not satisfyingly stuffed enough. I am desperate to get to my place again, at least then I can be in control of how much I eat, which is sure to be huge amounts :)

I really want encouragement in my eating but it's no good when there's nothing to eat! This week I have eaten a fair bit and done nothing and I have probably gained around 3-4lbs at a guess (when I came out of hospital I weighed 10 st. 8lbs -- or 148lbs. So in 2 weeks having gone up to around 156lbs, that's not too bad, 8lb gain. It's not that I'm impatient, it's just that I enjoy my food too much and I'm not getting enough.

I think it's time I cooked up some pasta, rice, mashed potatoes and some of that fish in butter that was in the freezer and finally give my belly what it deserves!

Oh and the 1st part of my story is almost done, it's taken time in between my sneaky eating and sleeping :)

Cutey xx

Oh and before bed yesterday I squeezed in a chocolate bar and 2 pieces of walnut cake :)

My belly was a very very happy girl last night! 37 1/2"!

It's shrunk a little by this morning but with every day I have a bit more capacity and hopefully I'll manage to squeeze some more food down. Only problem is that if I don't is that my belly makes such an awful noise with its growling as it is suffered to make do with not enough food! :(

Still it's a happy belly right now, breakfast was:

- omlette
- bowl of rice krispies and sugar
- 4 slices of toast
- tea

:)

Cutey

Hello :)

Oh I am so naughty! A girl like me will get fat LOL :)

I managed to have my second lunch, it was small as expected -- a sandwich, some cherry tomatoes and an apple, with a cup of tea. But hey, not bad going :)

Then I went to sleep for a bit, and was woken with my mom telling me it was dinner time :) (Oh yeah! Just the way it should be)

It was salad with lots of mashed potato, mushroom and asparagus quiche, boiled eggs and coleslaw. Yum :) Finished off with apple pie and ice cream. My skirt waistband it digging into me quite badly now, but I want to eat more, and then sleep :)

I am finally getting somewhere, I'm finally getting fatter and fatter, and all this laziness is great!

Cutey xx

Hello :)

Well, first off, great news that London got the 2012 Olympics, yay! Go Britain!!! (Not that I shall be taking part, unless the IOC introduces eating contests!) but it's great news and a great achievement to be proud of!

Talking of proud achievements, squeezing in food on the quiet is becoming quite fun :) I am not telling anyone this as I want a second lunch hehe but I just managed while nobody was in to eat:

- 1 omlette (2 eggs)
- 1 piece of fried bread
- 2 packets of crisps
- 2 chocolate bars
- chocolate mousse
- 2 crumpets with lots of butter
- 1 nice big apple

:)

Now that's a decent sized lunch in my book!

My belly is not full though, nuh uhhh - I reckon I could easily eat a three course meal now. :)

And my belly is obviously not feeling full, distended or stretched but at 37" now at its roundest point, all this laziness is doing me wonders, I feel like I am finally on the road to getting very fat indeed!

Also - I am aware of some comments that need responding to - fear not as I'll make sure I reply asap! Presently I'm on dial-up at 1p/min! So my online time is limited!

Time to have a snooze before my second lunch and then dinner :)

Hugs,
Cutey x

Just measured my belly at it's roundest point.

36" :) And I have not eaten dinner yet, that's great! And this afternoon as ever I slept for a couple of hours after lunch, I am getting so lazy but it's great!!

And my mom's going out to get me some size 12-14 panties tomorrow, I'm gonna need them as my old panties don't fit! Isn't it funny, feeling wonderful that my body is slowly needing bigger underwear to keep it all in, fantastic!

Cutey xx

When your left in the house on your own; you can cook breakfast a little bit the way you want to...

So instead of two measly slices of toast, this lil one fried up some bacon and eggs and had four slices of toast plus coffee made only with full fat milk, no water at all :)

Of course I'm not at all full, but hey, it's better than nothing!

In my ideal world this morning I would have had:

- at least 4 rashers of bacon (instead of 2...)
- 3 fried eggs
- 1 omlette maybe with some ham in
- 4 potato waffles
- 4 sausages
- 2 slices of fried breast

- coffee as described

topped off with toast until I felt bloated and then probably go for a snooze for a few hours until lunchtime or when I wake up hungry.

:)

In August -- I shall be having a great time feeding my gluttony as I'll have no one to stop me :)

Cutey xx

Hello everyone :)

I'm back, back online, back home, back to 155lbs :(, and back from hospital...

I had a nasty accident on the day before I was going to return home, the result was spending 28 days in hospital in London...

But I am better now and whether now or when I'm back in my own place, I'm looking to gain.

So hugs to everyone, sorry for my quietness...

Cutey xx

Great news :)

My belly is growing nicely, today I have eaten well, I have had that choc pudding with cream, and for dinner I had two chicken breasts with mozarella cheese and tomatoes, and curly fries, a yoghurt, a piece of caramel shortcake, but not eaten for about 3-4 hours in a big way now and my belly is sticking out at over:

37" :) (About 37" and 2/8ths)

Which means someone's belly is gaining weight at long last. Soon I will be asked "when is it due?" *blushes*

If only I had someone here to take me out for a huge buffet meal to really stretch me out :)

Cutey

Hello :)


Well that made it a lot more vivid ;) Well very interesting feedback from one of my housemates this morning, she asked me about the chocolate brownie desert I had last nite, and asked if I managed to eat all of it, I said only half.

What she doesn't know is that cos she and my other housemates were joking around that they were gonna pinch it and have it instead (it looked and was yummy :)) they knew I had it, and I was thinking "if they see I ate all of it, what will they think of me!?", so, erring on the side of caution I had half. I could of eaten all of it, I'd of eaten two if I had another *blushes*

Well, she said to me half was a good effort... Just something about the way she said it was like, not encouraging me to eat whole fattening deserts but that eating all of such a desert was fine by her :)

And sure I'm not overly worried about what others think, but just that one thing, made me think yesterday but now I know I can stuff my face and it'll be fine, yeaaaaahhhh!

Cutey

Well going or trying to get to McDonalds today was a biiig mistake. It's bank holiday weekend here in the UK which means many people get Monday off work, and go away for the 3 day weekend, and where I live is a popular destination for weekend breaks. The closest McDonalds to me is at the Marina Village; and the place was absolutely rammed to the rafters. I kid you not -- it took me 1 hour and a quarter to get out of the place, and that may have been a mere 500 yards or so, it was a nightmare.

Very distressing for a girl with a very hungry belly to feed :) So on the way back from failing to get to McDonalds, I stopped at a garage (gas station) and bought two big bags of dorito chips and 2 litres of coke. One 200g pack of Doritoes went very quickly, and got my calories in, 1010 calories :) And tonight I had southern fried flavour curly fries, lots of mashed potato and macreal, followed by half of a delicious chocolate fudge brownie desert! mmmmmmm This is so good, I can eat whatever I like, knowing that it tastes so wonderful and it will make me fat, which is what I want, and the more I eat one day means I have to eat as much the next day. Each and every sacrifice to my belly is wonderful, especially as my belly now sticks out at a proud 36 1/2" - that's 1/2" more :) Ok so that's my belly stuffed with food, but I am getting bigger for sure And I am not hiding it, my housemates have not said nothing to me, which is fine -- though I'm quite sure they have noticed :)

Well I must do some work now, but I have plenty of coke to drink, and lots of croissants to feed myself because I have just finished dinner and I'll be hungry within about 10 minutes :)

Hugs,
Cutey xx

Guess where I'm off to for lots of lovely fattening foods :)

I can't do any more work until I fill this hungry belly of mine!

Cutey

I have to say that my belly feels so incredibly soft and squidgy this morning, it's certainly ready for me to stuff lots of fattening food in it today :) yum :)

I will have a story done soon!

Cutey