A Wonderful Wife and LifeI waited at the arrival area for my girlfriend of several months to get off the plane, returning from her Mom's home in Florida. I was anxious to see her after three weeks. She had gone home for the long Christmas/New Years holidays to see her Mom and two sisters, both of whom, coincidently were pregnant.
Finally there she was! "Hey Babe it is great to see you, I have really missed you!" I blurted out. "Oh Matt it is great to see you too! I missed you so much! I checked my suitcase, so we need to go down to baggage claim, honey." She replied.
Meg had gone home at her Mom's insistence. She wanted her daughters together for the holidays before her older two daughters had their babies and would have children and husbands to look after. Meg's brother-in-laws were also there, but I could not get away from work, having only been with the company less than a year. I really wanted to go, too. Meg's Mom and her sisters
Gain to EmpathyGain to Empathy:
Morgan was a personal trainer and she was very tough on her over-weight clients. She did get results, if you can call torturing yourself under her tutelage to be thin, "results". Morgan had no empathy for her clients and that fact merely contributed to their loathing of her. The only reason she had any clients, was her record of "working them down" to their goal weight.
Morgan's reign of terror finally came to an end. Her best client, though her heaviest, Carolyn had a blow up with Morgan. Carolyn screamed, "I am done! I cannot stand your condescending attitude, your insults and cajoling, I would rather stay fat than put up with your bitchy attitude!" Carolyn stormed out of the health club where Morgan worked. It really caused a scene at the club, and there were more than one customer/client nodding in agreement with Carolyn' s statements.
It was not long, that the word got around,
A Christmas SurpriseI wanted a nice, round, fat, happy wife for Christmas, but how to achieve this?
I was thumbing through a catalog a few weeks before Christmas. It was a really weird catalog, I was about to toss it in the recycling pile when a noticed some bright red lingerie on a very plump model. I read the caption and I was immediately intrigued. It said: "Do you want a rounder, fuller figure on your special lady this Christmas? Well Mrs. Claus has agreed to share some of her special lingerie. It helps her maintain her very well fed figure!" I continued to read the description. I could order either the special "Mrs. Claus Bra or Bra and Panty set or just the bright red bikini cut Panties.
I ordered the panties only. I could not weight to try then out on Taylor, my loving, pretty, but oh so skinny wife.
The panties arrived a week later, with some different post marks on the box. I opened the box and ins
Gain for a CureI had come on this cruise at the behest of my doctor. During a check up she had discovered a cancer tumor in a place that was generally considered inoperable. There have been some new theories about cancer treatments that are far more holistic and far less invasive. One of those treatments is to rapidly gain a substantial amount of weight. Studies have shown that the fat cells over whelm the cancer cells and literally starve them out.
My doctor had great success with this form of treatment. Even insurance companies believe in the results since lots of rich food is still cheaper than chemo. There are now hotels, resorts and cruise lines catering to this new method of treatment.
The cruise line caters to this by providing eight week cruises, food services running twenty four hours a day, no exercise at all, very, very sedentary activities, all to maximize weight gain and fat cell production. The best part is, y
Woodmore Weight GainI just graduated from college into this crappy economy. I started looking for a job in my career field and found next to nothing. I decided to look for anything and started to check out the web and the local papers. I found a notice for a pool attendant/wait person, it was at an exclusive community, not very far from my apartment. I called and got an interview.
I drove over to the community and was admitted through the gates. I was instructed to drive to the pool area parking lot, which I did. I was met by and a very overweight young woman, named Carol.
"Good Morning, are you Matt?" "Yes," I answered. Trying not to stare at her belly, encased in a two piece swimsuit. "Come in Matt, my name is Carol, I manage most of the recreation activities here at Woodmore." I followed her in, admiring the view of her large bottom bouncing up and down. She showed me to a