Hi all,
It's not even 7am as I write this but I've been unable to sleep half the night. I just started feeling ill about 2am, waking up after only sleeping since midnight. I totally binged too much last night, Henry cooked a roast pork dinner, of which I ate a good 3 plates and probably 20 potatoes or something stupid like that. Later I had a whole 6 serving vanilla cheesecake, a whole 6 serving missispi mud pie and a tub of ben and jerry's chunky monkey ice cream. I just felt sick as soon as I swallowed the last of the ice cream, then started getting pains in my stomach. I got to sleep but then woke up and felt sweaty and hot and constricted so much that Henry left the room and slept on the sofa. He's still asleep but I've been up half the night. I kept a bucket by my bedside in case I was sick but so far I haven't been, and I wish I would be because I feel so shit.
I have work today and I was looking forward to a huge breakfast which Henry was going to cook, I was even going to have him make pancakes until I couldn't eat any more, but right now I can't even look at a snickers! I'm going to call in sick, I can't work like this.
Henry is thinking of going on a diet. Since he's been with me his waistline has just exploded. I love it. He's something like a 56" waist in trousers now. I love the changes it's made, other than he snores too loudly now. And the bed seems way to small.
In case you were wondering, I actually forgot to mention my birthday. It was lame and all I did was stay in. I didn't feel like getting drunk and I didn't even eat more than usual, I guess I just didn't feel like it. Mum gave me a little birthday money, Sarah gave me a £10 book voucher (she's poor at the moment, bless her), Amiee forgot and Henry got me Harvest Moon on the DS and did a little strip tease for me. I'm soooo lame.
Anyway, I'm going to try and get up. I feel rough, I'll see my doctor if things don't get better, although I haven't seen her since I was . . . I don't even know what I weighed I can't remember. Either way I'm avoiding her unless I really have to.
Bubi for now, Ali x x x x x x xx x
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
30 Stone
It finally happened. Yesterday I stood on the scales for a whopping reading of 30 stone 5 pounds. Apparently I can only put on another 9 pounds before they're useless, but we'll see.
Sorry there were no more updates for my time off, I had things to do. I made the most of my time off with a trip to the moors and a day at the beach. With a thick coat on of course, the weather's not that good yet lol :P
I ate, more or less, all day. My guess is something like 10-15,000 calories a day, though, due to money troubles, there were a few days where I barely ate more than about 7 or 8,000. All in all though, I've put on almost 3 stone in about a month and a half, which is impressive even by my standards.
I totally outgrew my uniform and spent 3 days at work wearing a men's xxxl poloshirt and a pair of jogging bottoms that I can still sqeeze into. I'm looking into work I can do from home at the moment, it's getting harder and harder to get out of bed, let alone get up and go to work. I just seem to get lazier all the time.
I told Henry my weight last night and his jaw dropped, literally. He asked if I was going on a diet, to which I replied: "Fuck no!" and we laughed hysterically. He said my body is still super sexy, and proved I still turn him on with a night of ectasy. Well, half an hour, but that's still good stamina for a couple of fatties like us.
I brought a new dress to go out in tonight but it looks like it's going to be cold and wet so I might stay in. I want to get drunk though, so I may ask the slave to pick up some beers, a bottle or two of wine and we'll get takeaway deliveries for the night. If we're up for sex tonight, I have a bag of 5 jam donuts stashed under my bed. I want him to make me eat them while he fucks me. We've done it before and it's been such a huge turn on, but now I'm so massive it just feels naughty and wrong, which makes it even better.
I told my mum my weight too, hoping for a reaction, but all she said was 'well, it's your life.', which was dissapointing. I at least expected a 'WHAT?!' She suggested Weight Watchers, which I've actually looked into, though it's not really appealing.
Money's getting tight agin so I'm eating sensibly for the foreseeable future. Until I get a job from home I don't want to get any bigger. Unless you weigh 30 stone and work in a supermarket, you have no idea how hard it is to do all your jobs when you're carrying so much weight everywhere with you. It slows me down, makes me waddle, makes it harder for me to climb step ladders and reach high shelves (and when I do I show shoppers my stretchmarks), and when customers ask me where things are I'm supposed to walk them to the isle, but I'm so slow that it's just pointless so I have to give them directions. Fortunately I'm in the bakery most of the day but even that requires a lot of bending over and lifting and putting trays in ovens, it's exhausting work. Luckily I'm only doing 3 days a week at the moment.
On my first day back at work I was in at 5.30 and there were very few people around, so as I baked the pastries, I snuck into the fridge to eat a maple and pecan plait in private. I'm not allowed to, obviously, but I was so hungry and it felt soooo naughty. I haven't done it since though, I'd be too embarassed if I were caught.
I'm not sure what to eat today, I'm starving hungry but have only £20 to last me until Monday. I'll get Henry to pay for a gluttonus weekend for me. Maybe if the weather's nice we can go for a picnic tomorrow.
Anyway, got to go, my stomach is growling lol. Bubi for now,
Ali x x x x X X X X x x x x
Sorry there were no more updates for my time off, I had things to do. I made the most of my time off with a trip to the moors and a day at the beach. With a thick coat on of course, the weather's not that good yet lol :P
I ate, more or less, all day. My guess is something like 10-15,000 calories a day, though, due to money troubles, there were a few days where I barely ate more than about 7 or 8,000. All in all though, I've put on almost 3 stone in about a month and a half, which is impressive even by my standards.
I totally outgrew my uniform and spent 3 days at work wearing a men's xxxl poloshirt and a pair of jogging bottoms that I can still sqeeze into. I'm looking into work I can do from home at the moment, it's getting harder and harder to get out of bed, let alone get up and go to work. I just seem to get lazier all the time.
I told Henry my weight last night and his jaw dropped, literally. He asked if I was going on a diet, to which I replied: "Fuck no!" and we laughed hysterically. He said my body is still super sexy, and proved I still turn him on with a night of ectasy. Well, half an hour, but that's still good stamina for a couple of fatties like us.
I brought a new dress to go out in tonight but it looks like it's going to be cold and wet so I might stay in. I want to get drunk though, so I may ask the slave to pick up some beers, a bottle or two of wine and we'll get takeaway deliveries for the night. If we're up for sex tonight, I have a bag of 5 jam donuts stashed under my bed. I want him to make me eat them while he fucks me. We've done it before and it's been such a huge turn on, but now I'm so massive it just feels naughty and wrong, which makes it even better.
I told my mum my weight too, hoping for a reaction, but all she said was 'well, it's your life.', which was dissapointing. I at least expected a 'WHAT?!' She suggested Weight Watchers, which I've actually looked into, though it's not really appealing.
Money's getting tight agin so I'm eating sensibly for the foreseeable future. Until I get a job from home I don't want to get any bigger. Unless you weigh 30 stone and work in a supermarket, you have no idea how hard it is to do all your jobs when you're carrying so much weight everywhere with you. It slows me down, makes me waddle, makes it harder for me to climb step ladders and reach high shelves (and when I do I show shoppers my stretchmarks), and when customers ask me where things are I'm supposed to walk them to the isle, but I'm so slow that it's just pointless so I have to give them directions. Fortunately I'm in the bakery most of the day but even that requires a lot of bending over and lifting and putting trays in ovens, it's exhausting work. Luckily I'm only doing 3 days a week at the moment.
On my first day back at work I was in at 5.30 and there were very few people around, so as I baked the pastries, I snuck into the fridge to eat a maple and pecan plait in private. I'm not allowed to, obviously, but I was so hungry and it felt soooo naughty. I haven't done it since though, I'd be too embarassed if I were caught.
I'm not sure what to eat today, I'm starving hungry but have only £20 to last me until Monday. I'll get Henry to pay for a gluttonus weekend for me. Maybe if the weather's nice we can go for a picnic tomorrow.
Anyway, got to go, my stomach is growling lol. Bubi for now,
Ali x x x x X X X X x x x x
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
Food Whore
Hi all,
I haven't purposley blogged in ages now, it's just been a kind of random 'I'll do it when I can be bothered' thing, but since I have time on my hands I decided to keep track of what I ate for a day. And since I was doing that I figured I'd also try to eat as much as I can.
Monday I was bored so I went shopping and kept putting in stuff I wanted to eat. Lateley it hasn't been as much as it used to. Several factors have kept my daily calorie intake a little lower (still amazingly high though) such as the cost of food, living on my own, lack of full time work and also my health. I can't deny that being so big has had adverse effects on my body, so I've cut back on things like pizza and other fast food because they're so high in fats. As I went around the store I put in a few creamcakes, some fruit, bagels, donuts, muffins, and I figured I'd pick up enough food so that I could spend then entire day eating on Tuesday.
I picked up a lot of stuff and my trolley was heaving (not all of it was for Tuesday though). I had to make 3 trips from the car to my flat which left me totally brealthless and sweating like a pig, even though Tuesday was a little colder and I only had a thin dress on.
I fell asleep in front of the TV on Monday. I'd had a massive hot chocolate with whipped cream and a packet of chocolate digestives, which had left me feeling queasy, so I didn't get up and just accidentally passed out in front of the TV. I got up and went to the toilet first thing then got a pen and paper and started writing down my food for the day.
8.30am
2 bowls of sugar puffs with whole milk
4 peices of toast with butter and strawberry jam
6 waffles drizzeled with honey
Yazoo chocolate milkshake
Short break to catch my breath, have a wash. Then sat in front of TV again.
9.45
Fry up with 2 sausages, 2 fried eggs, slice of fried bread and baked beans
Half of a 450g chocolate gateau
4 assorted cream cakes
2 litres of Dr Pepper (over an hour)
10.45ish
2 Rustlers cheeseburgers
1 Rustlers bbq ribwich
12.20
2 thin crust oven pizzas, 1 hawaiian, 1 vegetarian
About 300g oven chips (estimate) dipped in full fat cream cheese (because I was craving it)
4 eclairs
4 double chocolate muffins
5 jam donuts
1 apple
2 bananas
500ml coke
1 long belly rub
13.55ish
1 whole 6 portion cheesecake
1 500ml tub of Ben and Jerry's cookie dough
I had a rest on the sofa, feeling a little ill after all that, then there's a break while I cooked dinner.
16.30
Sweet and sour chicken with rice (about a full saucepan's worth)
Half a chocolate gateau
1 family sized 6 serving trifle
1 painfully stuffed tummy
I sat down on the sofa with a multipack of Walker's crisps and a big assorted bag of minature chocolate bars and ate the lot by about 8pm. I found it hard to breathe, partly as I was so stuffed and partly as I was constantly slowly munching. With food in my throat most of the time breathing can't be easy. Plus my lungs have to fight against loads of extra flab now.
22.30
Dominos pizza delivery - 1 13.5" meat feast thick crust
1 potato wedges
1 chicken dippers
1 tub of Ben and Jerry's chocolate fudge brownie
More relaxing . . .
00.30ish
Indian delivery - (just a small one) 1 chicken madras
1 rice
1 naan bread
Then I forced down the rest of the snacks I had planned, including a bottle of Vimto, 4 more assorted cream cakes, 5 jam donuts and 4 double chocolate cookies. I fell asleep about 2.30 am.
Now it's morning and I'm both hungry and horny, so I don't know whether to call my boyfriend round or phone for a pizza lol. I'm kidding, he's at work and I've had enough pizza, so I'm going out for a KFC. Yummy!
Leave comments.
Bubi! Love you all!
Ali x x x X X X X x x x x X
I haven't purposley blogged in ages now, it's just been a kind of random 'I'll do it when I can be bothered' thing, but since I have time on my hands I decided to keep track of what I ate for a day. And since I was doing that I figured I'd also try to eat as much as I can.
Monday I was bored so I went shopping and kept putting in stuff I wanted to eat. Lateley it hasn't been as much as it used to. Several factors have kept my daily calorie intake a little lower (still amazingly high though) such as the cost of food, living on my own, lack of full time work and also my health. I can't deny that being so big has had adverse effects on my body, so I've cut back on things like pizza and other fast food because they're so high in fats. As I went around the store I put in a few creamcakes, some fruit, bagels, donuts, muffins, and I figured I'd pick up enough food so that I could spend then entire day eating on Tuesday.
I picked up a lot of stuff and my trolley was heaving (not all of it was for Tuesday though). I had to make 3 trips from the car to my flat which left me totally brealthless and sweating like a pig, even though Tuesday was a little colder and I only had a thin dress on.
I fell asleep in front of the TV on Monday. I'd had a massive hot chocolate with whipped cream and a packet of chocolate digestives, which had left me feeling queasy, so I didn't get up and just accidentally passed out in front of the TV. I got up and went to the toilet first thing then got a pen and paper and started writing down my food for the day.
8.30am
2 bowls of sugar puffs with whole milk
4 peices of toast with butter and strawberry jam
6 waffles drizzeled with honey
Yazoo chocolate milkshake
Short break to catch my breath, have a wash. Then sat in front of TV again.
9.45
Fry up with 2 sausages, 2 fried eggs, slice of fried bread and baked beans
Half of a 450g chocolate gateau
4 assorted cream cakes
2 litres of Dr Pepper (over an hour)
10.45ish
2 Rustlers cheeseburgers
1 Rustlers bbq ribwich
12.20
2 thin crust oven pizzas, 1 hawaiian, 1 vegetarian
About 300g oven chips (estimate) dipped in full fat cream cheese (because I was craving it)
4 eclairs
4 double chocolate muffins
5 jam donuts
1 apple
2 bananas
500ml coke
1 long belly rub
13.55ish
1 whole 6 portion cheesecake
1 500ml tub of Ben and Jerry's cookie dough
I had a rest on the sofa, feeling a little ill after all that, then there's a break while I cooked dinner.
16.30
Sweet and sour chicken with rice (about a full saucepan's worth)
Half a chocolate gateau
1 family sized 6 serving trifle
1 painfully stuffed tummy
I sat down on the sofa with a multipack of Walker's crisps and a big assorted bag of minature chocolate bars and ate the lot by about 8pm. I found it hard to breathe, partly as I was so stuffed and partly as I was constantly slowly munching. With food in my throat most of the time breathing can't be easy. Plus my lungs have to fight against loads of extra flab now.
22.30
Dominos pizza delivery - 1 13.5" meat feast thick crust
1 potato wedges
1 chicken dippers
1 tub of Ben and Jerry's chocolate fudge brownie
More relaxing . . .
00.30ish
Indian delivery - (just a small one) 1 chicken madras
1 rice
1 naan bread
Then I forced down the rest of the snacks I had planned, including a bottle of Vimto, 4 more assorted cream cakes, 5 jam donuts and 4 double chocolate cookies. I fell asleep about 2.30 am.
Now it's morning and I'm both hungry and horny, so I don't know whether to call my boyfriend round or phone for a pizza lol. I'm kidding, he's at work and I've had enough pizza, so I'm going out for a KFC. Yummy!
Leave comments.
Bubi! Love you all!
Ali x x x X X X X x x x x X
Monday, March 02, 2009
Stuffed!
Hi all,
I'm super happy today! I have 2 weeks off starting today, including weekends so thats like, I don't know, 16 days or something like that. It was easy to get time off because I don't get holiday pay and my supervisor was told to cut back on hours, so here I am.
I'm at home and I've been eating non-stop since about 7.30 this morning (It's around 9.30). I've munched my way through half a box of coco-pops with about 2 pints of milk, 12 waffles with honey, 4 muffins, a cheesecake, 2 jam donuts and 23 jaffacakes (would have been 24 but I dropped one and it rolled under the bed!). I'm currently eating some chocolate gateux (spellingage) which I defrosted last night and forgot about.
Saturday night I went out with Amiee and Sarah and got plastered. I drank a good 8 pints before it all goes grey. The guy at the kebabshop already had my order written down before I'd said it (which was good because I was hungry and didn't want to wait the 5 minutes it often takes me to get my order out without falling over). Either they made a mistake or I was given a freebie because I ended up with 2 peices of chicken on top of my order. Amiee said something about saturated fat which made me laugh, though I can't remember exactly what. I hate that advert where the fat clogs the drain. I eat so much more than that, I just try not to think about it.
Amiee has lost weight, though she's still big. Most people can't tell, but I can. She's probably lost a stone or maybe 2. Sarah on the other hand must be pushing 19 stone. Last time I went shopping with her she told me she's outgrown a lot of her clothes and now wears a 20-22. She asked if I was still putting on weight deliberatley, which was a tough question to answer since I wasn't really sure. I'd say I'm just eating all I want, I've put on a lot of weight and I'm happy with my size now, so that's what I told her. We went for a McD's after shopping and I've never seen her eat so much in there :P lol. A big macs and a double cheeseburger meal, then she went up for another big mac. I was sort of impressed. I think/hope she's happier with herself now, because it's hard to loose weight and almost impossible to be as skinny as she's always wanted to be.
Anyway I'm sat here eating for the next two weeks. I'll only be going out to get shopping and possibly to get drunk if I still have a good outfit that fits me next weekend. I don't know what I weigh now, but I feel like I've been growing and swelling up this last week, so I expect to go over 30 stone by the end of my holiday. I'm looking forward to a big family meal which my aunt promised to organise. She cooks great food and I'll be able to see all the family's reactions to my weight gain. I'm a lucky piglet! Lol.
Bubi for now, Ali x x x x X X X X x x x x x
I'm super happy today! I have 2 weeks off starting today, including weekends so thats like, I don't know, 16 days or something like that. It was easy to get time off because I don't get holiday pay and my supervisor was told to cut back on hours, so here I am.
I'm at home and I've been eating non-stop since about 7.30 this morning (It's around 9.30). I've munched my way through half a box of coco-pops with about 2 pints of milk, 12 waffles with honey, 4 muffins, a cheesecake, 2 jam donuts and 23 jaffacakes (would have been 24 but I dropped one and it rolled under the bed!). I'm currently eating some chocolate gateux (spellingage) which I defrosted last night and forgot about.
Saturday night I went out with Amiee and Sarah and got plastered. I drank a good 8 pints before it all goes grey. The guy at the kebabshop already had my order written down before I'd said it (which was good because I was hungry and didn't want to wait the 5 minutes it often takes me to get my order out without falling over). Either they made a mistake or I was given a freebie because I ended up with 2 peices of chicken on top of my order. Amiee said something about saturated fat which made me laugh, though I can't remember exactly what. I hate that advert where the fat clogs the drain. I eat so much more than that, I just try not to think about it.
Amiee has lost weight, though she's still big. Most people can't tell, but I can. She's probably lost a stone or maybe 2. Sarah on the other hand must be pushing 19 stone. Last time I went shopping with her she told me she's outgrown a lot of her clothes and now wears a 20-22. She asked if I was still putting on weight deliberatley, which was a tough question to answer since I wasn't really sure. I'd say I'm just eating all I want, I've put on a lot of weight and I'm happy with my size now, so that's what I told her. We went for a McD's after shopping and I've never seen her eat so much in there :P lol. A big macs and a double cheeseburger meal, then she went up for another big mac. I was sort of impressed. I think/hope she's happier with herself now, because it's hard to loose weight and almost impossible to be as skinny as she's always wanted to be.
Anyway I'm sat here eating for the next two weeks. I'll only be going out to get shopping and possibly to get drunk if I still have a good outfit that fits me next weekend. I don't know what I weigh now, but I feel like I've been growing and swelling up this last week, so I expect to go over 30 stone by the end of my holiday. I'm looking forward to a big family meal which my aunt promised to organise. She cooks great food and I'll be able to see all the family's reactions to my weight gain. I'm a lucky piglet! Lol.
Bubi for now, Ali x x x x X X X X x x x x x
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