What a day of eating. Breakfast was a feast with friends. Pancakes, bacon a side of hash browns and a pastry. By noon I was home and hungry again, I cooked up a decent sized bowl of pasta and garlic bread for my full belly, the last forkful was forceddown. I went to my bedroom, striped down and  admired my reflection, my waistline expanding, my stomach swollen and growing. I felt gloriously engorged, a testament to our dedication to feed me.

I relaxed in the afternoon playing games. Dinner was more pasta, then a little more pasta.For afters, I got my camera out and ate four pastries? These did not go down easily. Then off to bed. Lying back, proudly rubbing my distended belly, wondering just how much I could eat till I truly burst.