William gains weight and new life

  My name is William and I was your average nice guy.  My life story has my parents passing on when I was very young.  My grandmother raised me.  I don’t have many memories of my parents so I don’t really miss them. She took great care of me and was a wonderful cook, mother, and teacher.  I liked to play sports anything with a ball.  Football, basketball, baseball I played them all and well.  I grew into a strong healthy young man by the time I had hit high school I was playing on JV team as a freshman.  I was 5' 6" tall and was 120 lbs of muscle.  I would work out with my friends and play sports.  Grandma always had cookies or brownies for the guys to eat when they came over.  I had some friends of all size and shapes and we seemed a happy bunch.  By the time I was a Junior I was 5' 10" tall and was tipping the scale at 160lbs.  My body had filled out a bit I didn't have abs but I did have a flat stomach.  I was wearing size 32 waists loose and size med shirt to show my muscles.  Our school football team made it to state finals.  Grandma had always brought food to our games for the guys.  She would have cookies, brownies, pies and other goodies.  The team loved her.  I loved working on grandpa’s old 1947 Chevy truck.  I had restored it and rebuilt the engine.  I had a friend paint it for me.  I drove it all the time, it had become my truck.  I loved it and grandma liked to see me use it.  She said that it reminded her of grandpa when they first met.  How he liked to tinker under the hood of it.  It was his first new car when he got back from WW II.

  Then it happened grandma needed to go into the hospital.  It was just before Christmas.  I had to make sure that she was being taken care of.  I spent more of my time at the hospital and the nurses started to take pity on me.  They would bring me food all the time.  When I would drive home I would hit the fast food chains.  I was feeling very bad about life and grandma.  I didn't realize it but I was gaining weight just a bit.  I was going to school by day and working on my homework at the hospital at night.  The nurses keep bring me wonderful food they made at home for me, Grandma seemed to be doing better for a bit.  Then in April she took a turn for the worst.  I needed to go see the banker about our money situation.  I went to get dressed in my dress paints and white shirt and sport coat.  I had not worn them for several months.  I put on my shirt and found it a bit tighter then I remember it being.  I pulled up my pants and found it very hard to button them.  I looked in the mirror and was surprised by what I saw.  My dress pants looked like almost a second skin my thighs filled out my pants and my but pushed out my backside.  I had the start of a bubble but.  My shirt was like a cotton cocoon over my torso.  Huh?  Looks like I have put on a few lbs.  I bent down to grab my shoes and I heard it.  RRRIIPPP!  "Oh man say it isn't so” I looked in the mirror and discovered that I had ripped out my but on my pants.  "Oh man I need to get some new clothes before I go to the banker."  I striped down and changed cloths.  I stepped on my scale and watched the numbers roll up.  It stopped on 195 lbs.  I was up 35 lbs since Christmas.
 
  I headed off to the mall in my old truck wearing a pair of sweats and an old t-shirt.  I headed to the GAP store and picked up several pairs of kakis in sizes 34 and 36-inch waist.  I grabbed a white dress shirt in large and went into the dressing room.  I put on the 34-inch waist and they fit but I liked to wear my pants a little looser.  So I grabbed the 36 inches pants.  They were a little loose, but with a new belt it works.  I tucked in my new shirt and looked in the mirror.  I didn't look bad.  You can hardly tell I have put on weight I thought.  I opened the door and ran into my classmate Katie.  "Oh my I am sorry I didn't see you"
  "Oh that’s ok, no harm done." she said with a smile.
  "Looks like you got some new threads it looks good on you,” she said as she ran her hand down my chest and over my little belly. 
  "Thanks" I said feeling my face go red.  Could she tell I was bigger or was she just flirting with me?  I went and paid for it and got a new navy blazer size 46 reg. 
I then went to J.C. Penny and got some new underwear in my new size and some new t-shirts.  I finished off with another pair of new jeans in 36-inch waist.  Oh well I thought I will loose this extra weight during football season. 

  I went to the bank and meet with the banker and he told me that with the money left and how its being spent I could make it another two years then I would have to sell the house.  I thanked him and headed to the hospital to see grandma.  She was in more of her clear mode of thinking.  She and I had a great conversation about life.  She knew it was taking a lot of money to keep her at the hospital and she said she was sorry about it and that she so wanted me to go to college.  She told me how proud she was of me.  She also patted my tummy and said she was glad I was filling out and becoming a fine young man.  That night I went home and ate at Burger King I had 3 whoppers fries and onion rings and a large shake.  I stuffed my belly full it felt good; like all was well maybe grandma would come out of it after all.  I noticed that a fellow football teammate was working in the back kitchen of Burger King.  His name was Jason and he seemed to have a little bit of a belly hanging out over his pants.  Well at least I am not the only one gaining weight this winter.  I rubbed my belly it felt good.  Just then Jason came around with a tray full of assorted burger and two large sodas.  He came over "Hey Will how’s it going?  Mind if I join you?"
  "No pull up a booth"
  "Thanks hey you want some help your self.  Its closing time and I get to help take care of the leftovers." 
  "Nice deal"
  "I know I have put on a few pounds but football is coming up soon and I think it will help me"
  "Yeah with grandma in the hospital I haven’t been working out as much as I should either.  I have but on a few pounds too"
"To football where a man can have some extra meat on his bones."
"To football" I said as we raised our sodas.
 
  I went home feeling like everything would work out all right.  Things went well and grandma seemed to rally till Aug, and then one morning when I went in to the hospital grandma had taken a turn for the worst.  I spent more time by her side, being feed by nurses.  They all told me I needed to get out and play football, as it was my senior year.  I got a cell phone and gave the number to all the nurses so they could call me if anything happened. 

  Football season started with me weighing in at 220 lbs, "WOW, I better be careful,” I thought to myself.  But I looked in mirror; I don't feel fat, more powerful and big.  Our team did really well that year.  I got a couple of calls on my cell during practice about grandma and would go when she called for me.  I loved any of the moments I could get.  Coach was good at letting me go to be with her.  Our team went to states again that year. 

  The season ended just before thanksgiving.  The nurses took really good care of me during that time and soon my pants were tight again.  I would sit by grandmas side and do home work and eat and eat.  Home made goodies from the nurses.  I patted my belly it was sticking out now, a little more obvious then before.  I couldn't hide it.  It was odd I did not really mind it.  Some "friends" would say something but most of the time I just ate and kind of enjoyed it.


  At Christmas time I gave myself the presents of new clothes.  I was now wearing size 38 and they fit with out any spare room.  I was wearing XL shirts and some XXL shirts.  My weight on new years day was 238 lbs I was now officially stocky in my mind.  As I stood in front of the mirror and looked over my body I was suprised by how big I was but still I didn't feel fat.  I had a nice belly sticking out a couple of inches over my belt now.  My but filled out my pants very well and my thighs had gotten bigger filling the top pant legs.  My shoulders seemed to be good and broad still and my pecs had gotten bigger also.  They did not sag at all but were firm and strong looking.  I told myself that I really needed to take some better care of myself and cut back on the food and sweets.  I headed off to school in my new clothes and meet up with my buddies.  I ran into Jason and he to looked bigger and had new clothes.  We both patted our bellies and laughed about our new size.

  Then in late January I got called into the office on Thursday in the afternoon.    The principal told me the hospital just called and grandma had passed on.  I could not believe it, I thanked him and he asked if I would be "ok?"  "Yes I will be fine can I leave school early to take care of things." 
  "If you need some time take it son just let us know"
  "Thanks sir I will let you know"
I drove strait to the hospital and was taken to the morgue.  There she was all right just a little old lady.  I started crying and the nurses took me to a quite spot and gave me food of course.  I started eating and we all talked about her and our times together.  They kept bring me food as we talked.  I finally called a funeral home to come and get the body and start making arrangements.  I knew what she wanted so I took care of all the details.  I drove home and the answer machine was full of messages of condolences and my neighbors brought over food.  I went in to my closet and realized that I did not have a suit for the service. 

  The next day I went and got myself a suit for the funeral.  I was surprised my dimensions.  I got a 40-inch waist and 48 reg suit coat.  I got a new shirt and tie also.  The next week went by as a blur of people and food and condolences.  I ate my sorrow away.  My suit got tighter and so did my other clothes I took the week off to deal with it all.  Friday night I sat down and ate myself to sleep, I had found some old beer in the basement and drank and ate myself to sleep.  When I woke up at around noon the next day I scratched my swollen belly. My 501 jeans were unbuttoned down a couple buttons my T-shirt was ridding up my belly.  I scratched my belly and waddled into the bathroom.  I looked at myself I need to get a grip and think about my next step.  I rubbed my eyes and then stepped on the scale the digital numbers flew by and ended on 263 lbs.  I looked huge I now felt fat.  I spent the next few weeks cleaning and going thru stuff at the house.  I emptied things out that had been kept for no reason to me.  I also realized that I needed to find a job so I could keep my house. I had enough money for another year or so maybe.  What did I want to do with my life?  I knew I loved to fix cars and do some restoration work on cars.  I could work in an auto shop or a restoration shop.  I also started to work out and tried to run some.  It was definitely different with my new added heft.  It was the middle of May and I needed to drop some weight.  I worked out and dropped some lbs.  I was down to 245 lbs and felt a lot better about myself.  I was looking on the job board one day at school and Katie came up and tapped me on the shoulder.
  "Hey big guy, Looking for a job?"
  "Yeah I need to find something so I can pay the bills"
"Sorry that you have to think about it.  My grandfather wanted me to post a job for him, I think it would be perfect for you"
  "Really what does he need done?"
  "He wants someone who could take care of his car collection and keep it running so he can drive them."
  "Really" it sounded like a great job, his collection was well known in town.
  "Well you did do a great job on your truck"
  "Thanks"
  "Here is the information you need to contact him" She said with a smile and ran her hands down over my chest and down my belly.  Keep up the good work bug guy"
  "Thanks" I said blushing as her hands ran down my front.  I could not tell if she was flirting or maybe interested?  No way I thought.  I called the number and arranged for the interview.

  Later in the week I drove up to the gates of her Grandfathers house and pushed the call button. 
  "Hello"
  "Yes this is William and I am here for the interview with Mr. Wilson."
  "Yes come on up to the front door and park"
  "Thank you” I drove up with a folder of pictures on the seat next to me of the truck renovation and letters from a teacher and Auto shop teacher about how good I would be for the job.  I was very nervous.  My kakis were feeling tight and my belly stuck out my tie fell down over it.  I was all at once very conscientious about my size.  I was worried that he would think I was big and lazy.  I parked and before I could get out of my truck Mr. Wilson came out the front door.  He was an imposing man about 6' 3" and over 300 lbs I was guessing.  He was smiling big broad grin.
  "Its a 47 Chevy right?"
  "Yes it is Mr. Wilson"
  "Call me Harold son, did you do this work your self?"
  "All but the painting"
  "Can we see in the engine compartment?"
  "Sure I am sorry it’s a little bit dirty" I replied as I opened the hood.
  "Son if this is dirty we are off to a great start"
  We talked about cars and engines different makes and modes.  He gave me a tour of his garage it was incredible.  We talked so long he invited me to stay for dinner it was a huge meal several courses.  I noticed pictures of Katie and some other big guy that seemed close to her age.  I wondered who it was.  They seemed very close in the pictures and they seemed to have grown up together.  In some of the pictures he was thinner some of the most resent ones he looked pretty big.  Well a deal was meet and I was to start working this weekend or at least get a more in-depth tour of the shop and cars.

  I could not wait till Saturday to go to work.  I saw Katie the next day and she started the conversation.
  "You really made my grandfather happy"
"Really? so I guess you know I got the job"
"I knew you were the right man for the job, and now we can see more of each other."
  "Yeah I guess, you spend a lot of time at your grandpas house?"
  "All the family gatherings happen there and he has a great pool for swimming in."
  "Well I guess I will then"
  She smiled and patted my belly,” see you Saturday"
  "Thanks again for the help with the job"
She winked at me and walked away.  Saturday came and I put on my better jeans and T-shirt and Polo shirt over that.  Looking in the mirror I was looking big and stocky.  But I felt like I did not look to bad maybe I should ask Katie out.  She seems interested.  I drove over and was getting a tour of the garage and some of the tools.  He has files for each car and what has been done to it.  Pictures of the restoration process and in some cases a list of past owners.  During this time I glanced out the windows of the garage and you could see the pool.  Katie was swimming with some friends of hers.  All the girls had on bikinis and were looking hot.  I was trying to stay focused on the cars and the info he was giving me.  Our meeting went into lunch and we walked past all the girls sun bathing and they all smiled and said "Hi Will" I responded back with hi and smiling nervously.  Harold and I ate a huge lunch he keep bring out food.
  " I like a man with a good appetite and when you work for me you will always have enough to eat, I can promise you that"
  "Thank you sir"
  "Please I told you call me Harold.  If you would like you can stay in the little apartment above the garage.  It’s not much but it comes with the job, room and board"
  "Thank you very much, I think I will start at my house till schools out then move in"
  "Sounds like a good plan, I want you to be happy here so let me know if you need anything."
  "Thank you again sir..Harold for everything I hope I do a good job for you"
  I spent the next month working on the weekends on the cars during the week I worked on my house.  I decided to put it up for rent to make some extra money.  I worked out hard and dropped a few more pounds.  I was 220 pounds by graduation.  I felt great and was happy to be finished with school.
Katie came up and gave me a big kiss during graduation and said" see you around this summer"
  I moved into the 'little" apartment over the garage it was a two bedroom apartment.  It also had a little library area and kitchen small dinning space and nice size living room.  I moved in all my stuff and put my weights into the spare bedroom.  It was perfect.  The first month went by very fast and I was working on the cars and eating very well.  My weight started to climb and by July 4th I was 240lbs.  I knew my belly was getting big again.  Katie came over to the garage on July 4th.
"Hey big guy, your not going to work on the 4th of July are you?"
  "  I just have some things to get ready for your grandfather so he can drive this Cadillac in the parade today."
  "I am sure its fine"
  "Just one more thing to check, there I am done."
  "Good now lets take you out of here, and get you cleaned up you and I are going to the parade"
  "What...wait I need to..."
  "Shower and get changed I put some new clothes for you on your couch” She said and then she hit my but and said " get going man I am not going to wait to long” I smiled and quickly walked out of the garage and up the stairs.  I striped of my clothes and jumped in the shower.  I came out and went into the living room and grabbed the clothing.  I looked at the tags what a 40-inch waist I am not that big and an XL shirt that will work.  I put on the shorts and they fit me better then I wanted to admit. I really need to cut back on my food again.  Just then I heard a banging on my door.
  "Lets go big guy grandpa just left for the parade"
  "Coming"
  Look at you, you look great lets get in the car and head to the parade.  I had the staff fix us some food and put it in the old Buick.  Don't worry I got permission for us to have it for the day"
  I smiled and we headed off to the parade.  We had a great day and she keep feeding me all day long.  During the fireworks she finally ran out of food.  I felt stuffed like I had not been in a long time.  I reached down and moved my belt down another notch.  We lay looking up at the fire works and she was rubbing my tummy and had her head on my chest.  It was the best night I had in a long time.  The rest of the summer went by in a blur and Katie and I keep getting to know each other.  She would stop by to see how I was doing and bring me treats from the kitchen.  She would stay and keep me company.  We talked and laughed it was great.  By the end of August I was up to 284 lbs.  All my clothes were fitting tight.

But I was happy and saving money I was in love and she seemed to love me.  The day she left for college was a very sad day.  I worked hard on the cars and stayed focus.  The housekeeper made sure that I was well feed and never hungry.  Katie and I would e-mail and talk on the phone.  By Christmas she was coming home and I could not wait to see her.  I was up to 315lbs and wearing 4 waist pants and XXL shirts and some XXXL shirts.  I had to get all new clothes and I just keep all the old clothes saying to my self I will drop some weight and wear them again some day.

Christmas was a great time with Katie.  She was always touching my belly and patting my but.  We took it to the next level and had great sex.  She would make me feel so special, and that being bigger was not a problem but that she liked me bigger.  We would steal away time and just hang out.  The family welcomed me into their family.  I got to spend Christmas with them and they gave me gifts.  They gave me clothes and some tools and other food goodies.  I got to meet her cousin who was the big guy in all the pictures.  His name was Ryan he was a great guy and we hit it off right away.  Ryan was my height but out weighed me by at least 40 to 50 lbs.  Later she gave me some big boxer briefs and jeans in size 46 and 48 jeans.  I looked at her with surprise and she just smiled and said, "I want my man to be have clothes that fit him"
  We made love frequently during the vacation and she made sure I was well fed.  She seemed to love my belly and bigger stance.  I gained 20 lbs just over the holiday break.  Making me a whopping 335lbs.  I was now wearing 46-inch waist jeans when I took Katie back to the airport and my XXL shirt.  I filled out it all I had become a very large man.  I met a buddy from high school.  Jason was a big man going back to college.  He had definitely gained some weight but I was way bigger then he was.  We laughed about it and had a good catch up.

  I just keep getting bigger and bigger.  Harold got more cars and I was working very hard restoring them and keeping them running.  Harold even got a car near the college were Katie was and let me go and get the car and have a long weekend with her it was great.  She made sure I meet a lot of her friends.  I drank way too much and ate way too much.  I got up the last day with her, she was cooking me breakfast.  The smells were divine, I wanted to get up and see my love in her little kitchen.  I groggily moved to the edge of the bed.  I sat for a minute or two, my T-shirt was not covering my belly I pulled down on it and it still did not fit.  I stood up and stretched feeling my full weight and size move.  I reached over to the chair with my jeans on it.  I pulled them on, were they my jeans?  I thought as I struggled to get them over my big tree like thighs and bubble but.  Finely I got them up and buttoned some of the fly up but when I got to my last two buttons there was no way I was going to close the gap.  I was pulling on them when I saw my self in her mirror.  My jeans looked like a second skin, my T-shirt did not cover my belly by a couple of inches.  I had a large belly hanging over my jeans.  My pecs seemed to be sagging over my belly.  My T-shirt stretched tight over my pecs and seemed to be close to ripping.  As I glanced over my mountain of flesh I heard the door creak open.
  "Oh honey I wanted to surprise you with a great treat in bed to start you travels. "
  "Thanks but I think I have been hitting the treats hard enough.  It seems like I have been eating a bit too much"
  "I don’t want to hear you talk like that.  I can't have you leaving my place starving, here now sit down and lets feed my big man some food.  Let me have my last moments with my big lover."
  "Oh honey I love you, you are too sweet to me” With that she set down the big trey of food and before I knew it she had pulled my pants off me and I was sitting on the bed.  She climbed up next to me and feed me.  The food was delicious I could not believe what a good cook she had become.  She rubbed my belly and we made love after she had stuffed me with food.  I woke up with her snuggled in next to me. 
  "I love you sweetie, thanks for a great weekend” she smiled and then got up and went into the shower. I sat for a bit then decided to join her.  We had showered together before and it was a great experience.  I pulled of my tight T-shirt and pulled of my tight underwear, and opened the shower door and walked in on her.  It was a big shower but I filled way more then my share.  She smiled and laughed and started to scrub my body.  "How did I get so lucky to have a boy friend like you.”  After our wonderful shower we were drying off.  Before I had the chance to put on my cloths she disappeared in her towel.  I noticed that she had a doctor scale in the corner of the bathroom.  I stepped on it and began to move the numbers up.  Last time I had weighed myself I was 350 lbs.  I moved the weights to that point and they did not move at all.  I pushed them up further 360...370...386 lbs.  "Oh man,” I said softly.  Just then she came in and tried to rap her hands around me and gave me a hug and smiled "nice job big guy." 
  "I can't believe I am that big" Know wonder I can't fit in my clothes I thought.  Just then she pulled out a package of underwear.  "Here I thought you could use some new underwear."  She said with a smile " The old pairs you have been wearing seemed a little small.  I blushed and looked at the boxer briefs they were a size 50.  "Whoa" I said, she smiled “oh they will be a little lose I just thought I would think big and they were on sale” I must have looked confused "They always shrink in the wash and you get a size bigger, right? " "Sometimes I do, depends on the underwear" 
  "Just put them on and come into the bedroom." I ripped open the package and pulled on one of the four.  They felt great and looked go on me.  I lumbered out into the bedroom and there was a new pair of jeans waiting for me. I looked at the tag 50 waists I pulled them up and they fit perfectly.  I then looked over in the mirror I was huge, and she came up from behind and said
  "What are you worried about, your perfect to me, don't you realize I love a man with some meat on his bones"
  "Yeah well I hope so because honey I am the whole meat market being this size"
  She smiled and gave me a packet of XXXL T-shirts and a XXXL button up the front shirt.  I pulled on the T-shirt and it fit great and then the other shirt. 
  "Last a new leather belt for my man"
  I pulled it thru the loops and looked at my self in the mirror.  I turned around and she handed me my duffel full of new clothes.  I saw a pile of my old clothes in the corner.
  "Don't worry I will bring them back with me, I just know you like to travel light and I will have some thing here to remind me of you.  She was wearing my old button up the front shirt.  It was quite large on her.  She had on tight jeans showing of her curves and I tight t-shirt, over which was my shirt with the sleeves rolled up to fit her better.  We kissed and I was off for home.  As I drove home I found it comforting to rub my belly.  Whenever I stopped for food I felt like people were watching me, and what I was eating.  I would get a regular meal then eat it then go to the bathroom come back and order more food to go.

Soon it was spring and I could not wait for her to come home.  That summer was another great summer together. She and I were in love and we booth were going to be away at college this fall.  Her Grandfather was going to send me to a body shop school and restoration shop training.  I was very nervous about going.  "Katie you need to stop feeding me so much I need to be able to work with the guys at school and learn what I need to know"
  "Oh honeys don’t worry your going to be fine and your working out right?"
  "Yes but I just hit 455 lbs” I was having some problems moving around.  I felt like a huge blimp some of the time.  We made sweet love and she seemed to always get food into me.  Fall came and I was wearing 54-inch waist and XXXXL shirt I was huge and now waddled places.  Katie made sure I was all packed with new cloths that we had shopped for together.  She left first and said "Have a good time with the guys and don't loose to much weight.  Before leaving for college Harold and I went over plans to expand his garage and my apartment.  He was going to have the work started in the winter while I was away.  The night before I left I stepped on the scale and watched the numbers climb up to 480 lbs when I got off the scale stayed at 480 lbs I had broken the scale. I had a restless night tossing and turning.  I got up and the house keeper had a big breakfast for me and Harold was there for a quick talk and with a envelope of money and a credit card to get what ever I might need and order any new tools or parts I found.  I thanked him and headed off for my first semester at Auto College.  I was stuffed and now had a new Chevy truck that Harold bought for me because it had space for my belly, I could no longer fit in my old pickup comfortable.  I could drive any of his old cars but not for long, as it was very uncomfortable.  This had me worried, as I loved old cars and driving them.


  At college I soon was hanging out with the guys working hard and learning all kinds of great stuff.  I was also loosing weight, which I was loving.  I had gotten a little bit too big.  I lost 40 lbs my first month at college.  Making me able to do more and not get so winded. I was now 458 lbs.  I wanted to loose about 100 lbs more.  I thought that would be a good size.  Katie kept sending me cookies and other food I gave most of it away to my roommate.  Greg was a great guy, and he had gained about 25lbs, in the first month.  He now looked like a well-fed ex-jock and about 215lbs.  We hit it off and had a great time, learning and working together.  By Christmas break I was down another 40 lbs rounding out to 410lbs.  Greg had kept eating and was now 243 lbs. 
  Christmas was wonderful with Katie we had some very special moments.  I still worked on some of the cars.  The addition was coming alone nicely.  Some things already completed were my new bathrooms, which was larger.  The shower was huge with all kind of showerheads all over it.  It was big enough for Katie and I to take showers together and have room to spare.  She seemed a little upset that I had lost so much weight.  She fed me constantly.  By the time I was to head back to college I was up 25 lbs, a comfortable 442 lbs.  I rubbed my belly so swollen with food.  We said our tearful good-bye and headed our different ways.
  When I got back to college Greg was there with food wrappers around him.  He was dressed in what looked to be bran new jeans and shirt.  His belly was hanging over his waistline a couple inches.  He confessed to weighing 261 lbs.  We had a great winter working on cars and learning things together.  I would lose weight and he would gain weight.  By the time spring break came I was at 375 lbs and Greg was up to 325 lbs.  We went to Florida to party with all the other college students.  It was great lots of beer and food.  Greg met a very cute girl and Katie came down and we had a wonderful week.  By the time college ended Greg and I looked like twins.  We both weighed in at 350 lbs we would often wear each other’s clothes with out thinking about it.  Our nicknames had become the twins as we did everything together.  I had never felt this way about another guy; he was the big brother I never had. 



  During the next summer Katie and I became even closer and Harold loved it.  He helped me to start investing my money in some stocks that he knew about and I got a great return.  I also with my money saved bought an apartment building and started to plans to build another building.  I was now making more money and living life well.  I gained about 50 lbs that summer and was back to my 400 lbs.  Katie went back to school for her junior year and I had finished my auto training so I was back at the house working on cars.  The housekeeper feed me like before and work slowed down for me.  I gained 30 lbs before Christmas.  Katie came home and then I gained another 30 lbs making me 460 lbs.  That winter Harold went on a trip and I had all the cars running smooth and very little to do.  I would plan the start of my apartment buildings and try and line up some workmen.  I found my self eating more and more and dong less I still was working out but I could not do some workouts as my range of motion was becoming limited.  I would waddle around my apartment over the garages in sweats and a XXXXL T-shirt that left some of my belly exposed.  By spring break I was 520lbs, Katie came home to be with me and we had a wonderful week.  She loved my size and girth we would shower together and spend the day in bed or my entertainment room eating and making out.  When she left I was 553 lbs at the end of that week.  Katie and I keep talking and e-mailing.  By spring I was a whopping 604 lbs.  My clothes where huge and I waddled and lumbered around.  Katie came home and found me sitting on the couch the whole couch.  I filled up most of it. She at first loved it and feed and took care of me by the forth of July I was 645 lbs.  I was now having problems getting things done.  Harold seemed not to mind he helped me with more stocks and other investment. I was making some good money now.  By August I was 708 lbs and did not move too much.  Katie came in just before going back to college.
  "How is my big guy doing”?
  "I am ok, I can't believe your leaving so soon"
  "I know, I was wondering...You know I love a big man right?"
  "Yeah?  ...I kind of figured it out as you liked to feed me"
  "Well I was thinking, I think I may have fed you to much, I was wondering if you wanted to loose some weight.  I am sorry that I did this to you but you let me fulfill a dream of mine, to make a guy get this big."
"I smiled oh honey I love you and it took so much courage to tell me this.  I agree with you I would like to be between 275 and 350 maybe."
  "Dear sweet man, I love you"
  We made love, which was getting very hard to do.  I had a hard time changing my life style I actually became 730lbs by the first of November.  Then the weight started coming off and by New Years Eve I was 675 lbs.  Katie and I had a great time doing things together.  By spring I had lost 100 lbs and was 573 lbs.  That summer Katie and I swam together in the pool and would work out together.  By Fall I was 503 lbs.  I purposed to Katie and she said yes.  By Christmas I was 425 lbs, and the wedding plans were in full swing for spring.  I had four apartment buildings and my stock portfolio was doing great. 
  We got married in April and I weighed in at 328 lbs.  Katie and I loved each other.  We built a house next door to her grandfathers I would work on his cars for fun, as I continued to increase my apartments and land and stock holdings.  We now have three children two boys that are good and stocky and a daughter.  Life is good.  To have a wife that loves you and great children that is what life is about.  Do well.