230!

So, yesterday or so I officially hit 230lbs! That marks a total of 50 pounds gained since I started gaining weight back in June/July! My belly doesn't look too much bigger since last time, but my butt and thighs definately feel much fatter. The stretchmarks on my lovehandles also tell me that I've grown there, too.

So! Here's another video for you guys. Look for another one in hopefully about a month, where 240 marks a total of 100 lbs gained in muscle and fat since I started college!

Feeder

So, being Thanksgiving and that my boyfriend (I should really just start calling him my husband now, "boyfriend" just isn't enough~) is from Colorado, it sorta goes without saying he isn't here right now. Now, it is very lonely and quiet in the apartment without him, but there is a small benefit to the times that he is away.

We both met on the internet (through my drawings, no less) and now have been living together for about a year and a half now. Sure, we talk all the time and we're almost inseparable (especially when he traps me in bed), but for another year and a half before we moved in, we did almost nothing but talk over AIM. It takes a while for two guys to get used to sharing everything in spoken words rather than text, you see.

So, when he's away, I feel like we reconnect all over again. We share secrets that we've been too shy to say, and make plans we've been thinking about, and just talking in that format again is very nostalgic. Now, I know this post seems all sappy and totally not-gainer related, but I'm slowly finding out that he might be the greatest feeder a guy could ever ask for. I told you all before in a previous post that I found out (while he was away, go figure) that he'd help me gain weight just last summer and now I'm finding out that he actually may want me fat more than I do!

Needless to say I'm on cloud 9 here. He dreams of me at 350 pounds, fantasizes of feeding me, stuffing me, and many many things I probably shouldn't share with you here~ Before I was gaining because I wanted to be bigger--I thought it was attractive, and now I'm gaining for him. And that's insane amounts of motivation, let me tell you. For now, I've gotta eat my ass off to gain three more pounds for him by the time he returns on Sunday. So, I'm off to eat!

p.p.s.: thanks for over 300 subscribers on youtube! look for a new video in, oh, say, three pounds!

My Ass Claims Another

Okay, so despite it being 30-something degrees out, I hate wearing pants, so I wore my usual (read: last remaining fitting) shorts to school. Now, the day before I thought I had heard something tear, but I brushed it off as nothing.

Today, just as I was nearing the end of classes, I noticed... there was a huge hole in the ass of my shorts!

It's less noticeable when I'm standing (also with a backpack on). But even still, I'm so lucky that I started wearing underpants again. Maybe I would have noticed earlier... Still, I had no idea that I was stretching the fabric of those things so much. They were 34s, but they were unusually big--I used to have to wear them with a belt. Even my backup shorts that literally fell off of me before were skin-tight when I put them on.

Oh well, time to go pants shopping once again...~

Routine

So, after that flurry of posts, I'm back into sort of a routine again. I'm about 224 right now and I already feel a bit bigger than in those last photos. This is probably partly in thanks to the gainer shakes I've been drinking. My boyfriend found the recipe on bellybuilders.com, and we tweaked it to my liking.

Here's what we put in them:

• ~2 cups milk
• 1 cup heavy whipping cream
• ~1/2 cup egg nog (seasonal, of course)
• ~2 tbsp chocolate syrup (for taste)
• 1 banana
• ~1 cup ice cream
• 3 scoops protein powder*

All for a whopping 2050 calories, 122g fat, 147 carbs, and 77g protein!

*I'm going through my backstock of protein powder before I reorder more weight gainer. Replacing the protein powder with four scoops, it adds 350 more calories, 81 more carbs and 2 extra grams of protein.

Also, I've noticed I have more, well, let's call it "stamina" when eating. I end up going to Fazoli's a lot, because it's both near my work and my school. When I first started gaining back in June, I remember really forcing myself to hork down one of their submarinos. And needed a bit of a breather after that. The other day, though, I went with some school buddies and got the same thing. it was only after I left that I noticed that I inhaled it and a handful of breadsticks extremely easily.

Only a matter of time before I draw stares at buffets! Heheheh.

Green Shorts

One of the first pictures I took of myself when I started gaining was this one:

When I was going through my old clothes to find something to rip (by the way, I can't even get my 32-size anything on anymore. It hurts to even try to get the button close to fastened, so it's gonna have to wait until my 34s get tighter~), I found those shorts. Wondering how they fit now after just 4 months, I tried them on:

Man, they're skin-tight! Impossible to get them on all the way, too. For a comparison, I shambled this together. I really don't look that much bigger, do I?

I'd love to keep adding to that, but I'm afraid soon I won't be able to get them past my fat thighs. I have old pictures that I can't wait to show you all, but I want to wait until I can rip the clothes I'm wearing in them, fwehehe.

Deja Vu

So, over the past few weeks, my work pants have become extremely tight again. Every time I crouched down in them, I feared that my fat ass would tear right through the butt! And when I went to put them on every morning, I had to struggle to fit in them. Not that I'm too broken up about it, of course. Wonder what makes them feel so small?

Probably that I've got a big butt. Even when I was skinny I still had what my old manager called a ghetto booty. Now that I'm plumping up, it certainly isn't being left out. Now I almost want to try to rip the ass out of my now-old 34s... or at least pop the button off the waistband.

But(t) wait!

That's not all, readers. When I went to go shopping for pants today at Target, I just expected to grab the next size up (38s) and be on my way. But, when I held them up to my waist (aka the man's way of trying on clothes) something seemed off... So, going to try them on I was shocked to find that they too did not fit! Not even close!

Stunned, but with a huge grin on my face, I knew what that meant. I went out and picked up a couple of 40s, and sure enough, both of them were a perfect fit! When I hold them up, they feel so huge and I can't imagine them possibly being the right size, but they fit so well. So, there ya have it. I moved up two waist sizes without knowing it. Rob (my boyfriend) told me I'll soon have to shop at the Big 'n Tall, and considering there're only a few more sizes available at Target, he's right!

T'was a great day for my gaining, indeed.