>>37540 (Cross-thread) One thing I couldn't resist, being a resident of Switzerland now, was the Swiss Chocolate. The maids and girls would go down to the stores for me and bring me back pound after pound of the delightful stuff. So while Aldrich had to go through Europe, the US and Canada, I proceeded to console my loneliness with chocolates of every make and flavour. My waistline was growing more steadily than ever. It wasn't long before I'd reached 648 pounds.
Of course, because Aldrich was so attentitive to me and he found my size delightful, I would let him feed me. And feed me. And feed me. Beside him, with his wonderful knowledge of things that were very rich and fattening, I was a quite rotund 740 pounds by our fifth anniversary. Still, though I was immense, I wasn't quite ready to give up the gain.
So, I continued to gorge myself for one more year, promising to stop when the year was over. I've never been so stuffed in all my life! I'm short of 950 lbs, but I'm so enormous that Aldrich has built me an electric cart that allows me mobility around the castle because my legs and belly are so massive, it's difficult for me to walk. I'm beyond obese, but I'm delighted to be a waddling, quivering mass of purring cat.