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This is the first chronicle in my weight gain journey as I've gone from overweight to underweight, and am now pursuing a chubby, squishy, thick goal. Before stuffing my face, I show off my belly and waist, noting how extra teeny tiny it is lately and commenting on how visible all of my ribs are. I really need to gain weight and want to see how many pounds I can put on, but the first step to achieving that is eating as much as I can, as often as I can.

Being a nerdy book worm, I love reading for hours and hours, which makes for an easy excuse to eat a ton of foods for a really long time. I've got my giant romance novel, a big serving of home cooked dinner, and a triple serving of a mega protein packed strawberry cake that I made fresh. My cake is so hot that the steam is still sizzling when I show off my too trim belly from all different sides with my sweater pulled up and my tights pulled down to emphasize how desperately I need to get chubby and gain plenty of weight to stay healthy.

The food budget is going to be tight with me eating double and triple meals for the next few months, but my husband has reassured me that I need to stuff my face every single day and to continue increasing meal sizes for months until I gain enough weight to stay soft and overfed comfortably. I'm starting with bigger portions and moving on to adding in extra meals, extra servings, and extra sweets to get the weight gain going. I finish off my dinner with mostly no problems, attempting to unshrink my poor little tummy, but struggle with finishing every single bite of my cake to join the clean plate club. Eventually my bowls are held up for inspections, then set aside to show off the drastic change in my bloated belly from what it was before in its starving, ravenous growling state before I stuffed my face full of food. Some of the gurgles in my belly quickly turn into burps and belches, but a few swigs of my water has me burping deeply as the digestion begins to kick in hard and fast, leaving my stuffed tummy distended and tight, but still in need of more food as I yawn and comment in between burps about having a snacknap after closing my sex book.