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Needless to say, my girlfriend has gained a lot of weight over the past year of us dating. Shes packed on 100lbs in that time, putting her at 323lbs. The changes to her body and lifestyle during that time have been unbelievably sexy. The girl just can’t help herself around food, she loves being a spoiled pampered fatty.

This past weekend we visited her family for the first time in a while. Namely, it was the first time I met her older sister. I remember the look on their faces as I helped my girlfriend out of the car. Their smiles turned to shock as she emerged from the vehicle and began to slowly waddle towards them, big gulp in hand. Her hanging tummy, love handles, and fupa jiggled with ever step, as they strained and stretched the 3x pair of sweatpants that tried to contain them. By the time my girlfriend got to the front door where her family was waiting, she was a bit out of breath and needed to go sit down. We all moved to the living room as my girlfriend happily plopped herself down on the couch, which creaked and groaned under her weight.

Her mom almost immediately commented on how ‘happy‘ and ‘well taken care of’ she looked, as her sister and father agreed supportively. Seeing her sister sitting next to her was unbelievable contrast. It was clear that her sister worked out diligently and watched what she ate. Her tan bronze skin was indicative of all the time she spent outside being active. Meanwhile, my girlfriend’s white pale porcelain skin, covered in cellulite and stretch marks, made it clear that she rarely ever left the house. Each of my girlfriend‘s thighs must have been the size of her sister’s waist. My girlfriend’s ass easily took up 1.5 seat cushions on the couch, meanwhile her sister barely covered half of one. Her sister’s sharp facial features and jaw line strongly contrasted my girlfriend’s chubby cheeks, jowls, and hanging double chin.

After a bit of catching up, it was time for dinner. We had to find an armless chair for my gf as her ass and love handles had gotten a little too thick to fit in the dining room chairs everyone else was using. I loaded up two full plates of biscuits, Mac & cheese, mashed potatos, gravy, and ham for her, meanwhile her sister opted for a single piece of ham with some salad. My girlfriend did her best to hold back, but she still made an absolute pig of herself in front of her family as soon as I put her plates down. While we ate, twice I had to wipe gravy from the corners of her mouth before it could roll down to her double chin. As expected, she made me get her another serving of food after she wolfed down the first two plates. She easily ate more than the rest of her family combined. Desert followed a similar lead, as my girlfriend greedily ate and almost polished off the entire pie and half gallon of ice cream that her mom had gotten. Fortunately she left enough for her parents to enjoy as well, while her sister opted to eat an apple instead.

After dinner, I helped my gf to her feet and waddled her to the bathroom. As she did her business, I spoke 1:1 with her sister about health and her fitness routine. I‘m a pretty fit and muscular guy, so we went into detail on the exercises she did. Right before my gf came back, she mentioned off hand that she was just under 110lbs. That meant that my girlfriend was 3 times the weight of her sister. My girlfriend was carrying 2 extra women’s worth of fat with her everywhere she went, all because she couldn’t put down the fork. I watched with adoration as my food addicted girlfriend slowly waddled back to us from the bathroom. Everything about her size and the way she moved just screamed over fed and under exercised. As my girlfriend returned, she complained to me of being tired and sleepy. We left shortly after that, making sure to say our goodbyes to everyone. Before we left, her mom pulled me aside and told me to encourage my gf to go to the gym with me, and to not let her eat as much as she did. I agreed with a smile.

As soon as we got back to the car, my gf told me she was hungry and how much she hated restricting her eating around her family. I agreed with her as I untucked her tummy from her sweatpants and began to rub and caress it. On the way home, we stopped at McDonalds and Cold Stone to make sure she could eat to her hearts desire. I can’t wait until her family sees her later this year for Thanksgiving, at 400lbs.

Yesterday, we found out that my girlfriend has officially gotten too fat for all the rides at our local theme park. I guess 320lbs on her 5’4 frame is too big for modern rollercoasters to support.

When we first started dating a year ago, we visited this same theme park. She was only 230lbs at the time, and had no issues fitting on all the rides. She also was able to walk around the theme park all day without getting too tired or needing a bunch of breaks. Needless to say, the girl has been eating a little too good since then.

We visited this same theme park again 3 and a half months ago. This time things were very different. With the exception of 2 of the newer rides, she was not able to fit in the normal seats for the rollercoasters. Fortunately, the staff directed us towards the special seats made for bigger people towards the middle rows of the ride. These seats had 2 seatbelts/restraints instead of 1, and featured much wider seats and a larger safety harnesses. My girlfriend was able to comfortably and happily fit in these seats. Walking around the park was a different story for her. She was probably around 270lbs at the time and had gotten used to a very sedentary lifestyle over the previous 8 months. The girl was starting to develop a waddle as she walked and now moved at around half the speed she did when we first met. Getting around the park proved to be quite difficult for her, but fortunately we took lots and lots of break along the way. I had gotten her the unlimited food and drink pass, so we every break we took was accompanied with a couple fattening snacks and a large soda to wash it down.

Fast forward to yesterday, I knew this time was going to be a struggle for her, and possibly one of the last few times we’d be able to visit this theme park. My baby was going to need her strength, so we made sure to stop at her favorite breakfast buffet on the way to the theme park. After scarfing down 5 plates of eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, waffles, various pastries, we waddled her back to the car and started driving to the theme park. On the way, she wanted a sweet treat, so we stopped at McDonalds to get her 2 large McFlurries, a large fry, and an XL soda. We parked in the parking lot while she enjoyed her snack. I made sure to wipe the ice cream and grease as it dripped down the sides of her mouth onto her double chin. She greedily stuffed herself with her treat, making sure to dip every single fry in her ice cream, washing each bite down with large gulps of soda. As she ate, my fingers ventured between her thighs to her round hanging fupa. She began to coo and moan as I played with her clit, telling her how she was the most beautiful and perfect overfed piggy.

At the theme park, I dropped her off near the entrance while I parked the car. She looked so cute sitting on the bench by the entrance waiting for me, finishing off the last of her soda as her belly strained her XXXL sweat shorts. Her arm and thigh stretch marks were on full display, as several thick back fat rolls peaked out of her tight tank top. Already within a few minutes of waddling, she started to complain of being tired and her feet hurting. Fortunately, the first ride was very close to the entrance. I made sure to get us fast passes so that my baby would not need to be standing for very long in line. They even let us use the handicap elevator to get to the loading area of the line so that my baby wouldn’t have to take a single stair. This ride was a little older, so I was a bit nervous about her fitting. However, last time she was able to fit in special bigger seats without issue. I knew it might be a tight fit this time, but I did not expect what was to happen next. After she sat down in her seat, I began pulling down on the harness to fasten her in. However, no matter how hard I pulled, I could not get the harness to lock, nor could I get the harness down enough to fasten the seatbelts. Another 2 staff members came to help me, but all 3 of us together couldn’t get my poor girlfriends harness to fasten. This whole process took several minutes, and completely stopped the line. Everyone was looking at us while we tried to get my girlfriends overflowing tummy compressed enough to lock her in. But unfortunately we were unsuccessful. I felt so bad for her, as she stood up and she exited ride. She was very very embarrassed by the whole experience, and in the moment expressed that she wanted to go home. However, I convinced her to get a snack first and then to see how she felt. After a pretzel, hot dog, cinnamon roll, soda, and plenty of encouragement, we were ready to try out another ride. Fortunately, this ride was also close to the entrance, and was almost brand new. It featured much larger seats as a result, which I was convinced would fit, hold, and support my growing baby. After several minutes of out of breath waddling and another snack break, we arrived at this newer ride. Fortunately, they let us take the handicap elevator again straight to the front of the line. However, as soon as she sat down in her special bigger seat, I knew we were going to have problems. Before I even attempted to strap her in, I called over 2 other staff members to help. For several minutes we tugged, pulled, and strained against the safety harness, trying with all our might to get it to lock into place. But alas, we were again unsuccessful. I felt absolutely horrible as we exited the ride. She was upset at me for convincing her to try again, and I apologized profusely. In retrospect, I really should have known based on how tight the first ride was, that she wouldn’t fit on the second no matter how much bigger the seat was. We proceeded to exit the park after this, defeated, but not before making 2 stops along the way for snacks. We were starting to get turned on by the situation, as we began talking about how fat, out of shape, and pathetically obese she had gotten. However, at this point, my girlfriend was exhausted. Her legs were starting to quiver from all the walking. I promptly brought the car around the front and helped load her up. We made sure to stop at another buffet on the way home. I made sure to sit us in the back corner away from everyone. Between each plate, my girlfriend‘s tummy was given lots of rubs and gropes, as I whispered how good of a piggy she was for outgrowing even the largest seats at the theme park.

This morning, my girlfriend woke up incredibly sore. Her entire thighs and glutes are in agony, as they haven’t been used like that in months, nor have they ever had to support this much weight. I checked her phone this morning, and found out that the girl walked more steps yesterday than she had the entire past 3 weeks combined. The poor girl has simply gotten too obese and out of shape for theme parks.

However, there is one that will still accommodate her: Disney. I can’t wait for her to become a Disney fatty. Even though she’s opposed to it now, she’s been slowly warming up to the idea of the mobility scooter. Everytime we see one now, she will comment about how nice it seems to use. I can’t wait for the day to come when she finally gives in.