FIRST MEASUREMENTS

I'm so ready to be 600+ pounds I want it more and more each day. In order for that to happen I know I must always be uncomfortably full past my limits. I wore the tightest white tank top I have and super tight jeans so my nice fat gut hangs out the bottom. I double fisted two ice cream cones at the same time, one in each hand while also eating a nice fattening vanilla cake. But since my hands were already full I had no choice but to get on all fours and eat it like a pig. My thin black thong started hanging out, boy am I turning into a mess hehe. Cone after cone, cake slice after cake slice you'd think I learn my lesson and stop when I'm already about to explode? Nope! I used the technique I learned to increase my belly captivity. I chugged from a giant pitcher of water, this was so painful but instantly rewarding. My tummy got so bloated I had to remove my top, showing off my super round belly. I let out some sexy deep burps, at that point I felt paralyzed by the amount I had consumed. I finished by putting frosting on my swollen fat gut and eating it off with my finger like a nice fat greedy girl.