So I started eating. When I had finished, I looked up and saw Natalie
staring at me. I wondered if she liked watching me eat?
"I'm sorry", I said.
by ~Max~
Chapter 1
A little more than a month ago, I was watching the news on T.V. The anchor
woman was talking about our local medical center and an experiment they were
planning to study weight gain and the effects of overeating. The center was
looking for volunteers who were in good health, and who were willing to
overeat. The participants would be paid $1000 for each month they
participated in the experiment. The station then displayed a phone number
you could call if you wanted more information.
Six months earlier, I had lost my job. Last month I was so broke, I had to
sell my car. And now my rent was overdue. I sure could use the $1000 a
month.
So I dialed the number. A friendly woman asked me a few questions and then
we scheduled an appointment for a physical examination.
At the exam, I was told that I met all the requirements, and that I should
now plan on attending an informational meeting to be held in one week at the
medical center.
After the week had past, I entered the room where the meeting was being held.
To my delight, a very attractive young woman sat down in the chair next to
me. She had shoulder-length auburn hair, sensuous green eyes, and an
endearing smile. But what I found most appealing about this beautiful woman,
was her voluptuous figure. I knew that I had to talk to her.
"Hello, my name is Max," I said.
"It's nice to meet you Max, my name is Natalie".
We sat there quietly for a time. I wanted to say more, but I felt awkward,
having met her under such unusual circumstances.
Finally she broke the silence, and asked, "Why would a thin man like you want
to be in an experiment like this?"
So I told Natalie about the disastrous year I was having, and my pathetic
financial situation.
Then I asked Natalie the same question.
"For more than 2 years, I have been in an abusive relationship," she
explained. "I have recently left my boyfriend and I need a safe place to
stay for a while."
She then asked me the same question, and Just then the meeting began.
It was explained to us that different types of people gain weight at
different rates even when they eat the same amount of food. The purpose of
the experiment was to try to learn just what mechanism controls the amount
of body fat a person acquires and also to determine why some people gain more
weight than others.
If we participated in the experiment, we would be required to consume
approximately 5000 calories each day. Depending on a person's individual
physiology and metabolism, the extra calories would translate into about five
pounds of added weight each week.
I looked at Natalie, to see her reaction to what was said, and to my
surprise, she had a big smile on her face.
After some additional information was provided, the meeting ended.
As Natalie and I walked to the parking lot, I asked her what she thought of
the meeting.
"It sounds pretty good to me," she said with a smile.
Then I ask her if it would bother her to gain weight.
"My ex-boyfriend was constantly badgering me to lose weight," she explained.
"He would never let me eat what I wanted. I'm looking forward to eating as
much as I please, and if I put on a few pounds, so be it".
Natalie then asked me if I was planning to participate in the experiment.
Because I was desperate, and I was looking forward to getting to know
Natalie, I answered that I was.
"Then I guess we will be seeing a lot of each other," she said as we shook
hands and said good bye.
By the end of the month, we were both at the Medical Center being assigned
our rooms. I was happy to see that Natalie was given the room right next to
mine.
After we had settled in, we were asked to report to the examination room
where were weighed and measured. I weighed 182 pounds.
Natalie told me she weighed 180 pounds which was about 5 pounds more than she
did just a month ago.
The rest of the day we were free to do what we wanted, but we were told to be
in the dining room for breakfast the next morning promptly at 8:00 AM.
The next morning, Natalie and I sat together at a small table. Soon, our
food arrived. It was the largest breakfast I had ever seen. My extra large
plate held four eggs, a huge pile of hash brown potatoes, four sausage links,
four strips of bacon, and a large stack of pancakes smothered in syrup. To
drink, there was a large glass of whole milk.
We were told to that we must always eat all the food served to us.
When Natalie started eating, it surprised me to discover that I liked
watching her eat, and the thought of her deliberately overeating, excited me.
After we finished breakfast, we walked back in to our rooms together and I
asked her how she felt.
"I feel like I'm going to burst," she said as she gently rubbed her tummy.
"It was hard for me to eat it all. I usually don't even eat breakfast," I
said.
As soon as I was back in my room, I opened up my pants, and sat down on the
sofa feeling uncomfortable from all the food I had eaten.
Just when I was feeling a little better, there was a knock on my door. I
opened the door and an attractive young woman smiled and handed me a huge hot
fudge sundae she had taken from a cart full of sundaes. I took the sundae
and thanked her even though I didn't want it. I then watched as she knocked
on Natalie's door.
Natalie accepted the sundae and thanked the woman who then moved on to the
door of the next room.
Natalie then turned, looked at me and said, "Would you like to come in and
join me for desert?"
"Yes, I would," I replied, "Thank you."
We sat at a little table in Natalie's room and began to eat our sundaes.
"I'm still full from breakfast," I said.
"Me too," she said, "but this sundae is delicious ".
I watched as Natalie lifted spoonful after spoonful of the rich desert into
her mouth and once again became aroused.
"You better eat, she said, "it will not be too long before our lunch will be
served."
At lunch we again sat together. Our lunch was a fattening feast consisting
of two greasy double cheeseburgers, a huge pile of French fries, a chocolate
malted, and a piece of apple pie.
After lunch we walked back to our rooms together. I was so stuffed, it was
hard for me to walk. When I got to my room, I unbuttoned and unzipped my
pants and fell into bed. Within seconds I was fast asleep.
I awoke to a knock on my door. I tried to button my pants and discovered
that I couldn't. I made sure my shirt was un-tucked so it covered my open
pants.
It was my afternoon snack being delivered. This time it was a large creme
puff, covered with chocolate.
"Thank you" I said and quickly closed the door before she could notice that
my pants were open.
Dinner consisted of a bowl of Creme of Tomato soup, an antipasto salad,
garlic bread dripping with butter, a large serving of three-cheese lasagna,
and a generous slice of French Silk pie.
Later that evening, my night time snack arrived. After I finished the
chocolate chip cookies and milk, I crawled into bed feeling completed
stuffed, and quickly fell asleep.
I awoke early the next morning and I felt better. I decided to wear a knit
shirt that did not need to tucked in, and a pair of slacks that were a bit
looser than the ones I had worn the day before.
I had just finished dressing when there was a knock on my door. I opened the
door and saw Natalie's lovely face.
"I hope I'm not intruding," she said, "but I thought we could walk to
breakfast together."
As we walked to the dining hall, Natalie took my arm and asked, "Are you
ready for another day of gluttony?"
"I guess so," I answered.
"I'm looking forward to it" she said. And what I thought was a wicked smile
appeared on her face.
Breakfast was another high calorie banquet. Natalie and I once again sat at
our usual table. Natalie was wearing a low-cut sweater which showed-off her
round, firm breasts. I found myself looking at Natalie's tits and imagining
them growing larger with each fork full of food she put into her mouth.
Natalie looked up and caught me staring at her boobs. She drew her elbows
together and rested them on the tabletop. This made her tits bulge out of
her top even more and allowed me to look deeply down her cleavage.
"You know if I keep eating like this they'll probably get even bigger," she
said with a grin.
She must have been reading my mind.
Chapter 2
We were instructed to report to the examination room after breakfast.
Natalie went in first and I sat in a chair outside the door. As I sat there,
I imagined Natalie removing her clothes and stepping on the scale. I
pictured her having her measurements taken - the tape being stretched around
her voluptuous body... her large breasts... her full waist... and her wide
hips...
I was startled when the door suddenly opened and Natalie walked out.
"Good news," she said, "I've gained another 2 pounds. Come to my room when
you're done to tell me how you did"
"OK," I said, and entered the exam room.
I arrived at the door to Natalie's room just as the cart with our morning
treats was being wheeled up. I knocked on Natalie's door, and then took two
deserts from the cart.
Our morning treats turned out to be raspberry cheesecake with a mound of
whipped cream on top.
We sat on the sofa eating our deserts.
"Here we go stuffing our faces again," I said.
Natalie said, "I'm just glad that I can eat stuff like this again. For the
past 2 years I have been starving myself for a man that treated me like shit.
Besides it's kind of erotic to be so self-indulgent."
I realized as I watched Natalie's sensuous mouth closing around a fork full
of cheesecake, that she was right. It was erotic. We could let ourselves
go, stuff ourselves to the limit, and not worry about the consequences. The
truth is, I was looking forward to Natalie's body growing plumper everyday.
And I if I was not mistaken, Natalie liked it that my body was getting bigger.
As I thinking this and watching Natalie eat, and irresistible urge came over
me. I put my plate down, leaned over and kissed Natalie's sensuous mouth.
And to my delight, she kissed me back.
In my room that evening, I couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful Natalie
was, and the sweet raspberry flavor of our first kiss.
Our lunch the next day, consisted of several pieces of fried chicken, mashed
potatoes and gravy, broccoli in a cheese sauce, rolls with butter, milk, and
a piece of chocolate cake.
It was explained to us that it would take time for our bodies to become
accustomed to the extra food, and they suggested that we get plenty of rest.
I don't know if it was the amount of food I had been eating, or being so
inactive, but I was feeling unusually tired. So after lunch, I went directly
to my room to rest.
Once in my room, I removed my belt and sat down in a chair to remove my
shoes. When I did, the button on my pants popped off and the zipper ripped
open. So much for those pants, I thought, as I crawled into bed.
I was awakened by the delivery of my afternoon snack, which turned out to be
an extra large Hershey's chocolate bar. I ate it all as quickly as I could
and got back into bed.
I awoke at about 4:30 feeling better. I was going to get dressed when I
remembered that the pants that I had worn earlier were ruined. The only
other pants I had were the ones I wore yesterday. But when I tried to button
them, my bulging belly would not allow it. So I pulled the zipper up as far
as it would go and buckled my belt on the last hole. I took a button down
shirt from the closet and put it on. I knew I would never be able to tuck it
into my pants, so I left the shirt tails out. The shirt was so tight, I was
barely able to get it buttoned, and there were wide gaps between each button.
Just then there was a knock on my door. It was Natalie, and I noticed that
she had changed her clothes. She now wore a sexy, low-cut dress that looked
very tight on her.
"Come on," she said, "it's time to eat."
"It's always time to eat around here," I said.
"I know, isn't it great!" she said as she took my arm and we walked to the
dining room.
After dinner, as we walked back to our rooms, I could swear that that
Natalie's dress looked even tighter on her. Then I looked down and
discovered that my shirt no longer hid my belly which now stuck out from
under my belt and between my zipper. I quickly looked up, hoping Natalie
hadn't noticed. But when I looked at her, I saw, that she was staring at my
bulge.
"These are the only pants I have," I explained.
She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I think you look sexy."
When we got to the door of her room, Natalie asked me if I wanted to come in
for awhile.
As we plopped down on the small couch, I heard a loud tearing noise. The
seam on Natalie's dress just above her waist had ripped open and a bulge of
milky white flesh now pushed it's way through the opening. We both looked at
the bulge, and then at each other and laughed.
I reached over, and began to fondle the fat that so seductively pushed its
way through the hole in the dress. But as I did, my hand got caught on some
of the loose threads, and I ripped the dress even more.
"Oh that's all right, I know that this will be the last time that I will ever
wear this dress anyway."
"OK", I said, and with both of my hands took hold of the dress on both sides
of the open tear, and pulled - ripping the dress in two and tearing it from
Natalie's body.
I could see from Natalie's face, that she was shocked by what I had done.
But soon her expression changed from disbelief to excitement.
Seeing Natalie's abundant body seated on the sofa in only her underclothing,
I became very excited.
I pulled Natalie close to me and kissed her passionately. While I kissed
her, I fondled and caressed every part of her soft body. At the same time,
Natalie unbuckled my belt. When she did, my partially unzipped zipper
immediately flew open and my belly pushed its way out. Natalie pulled down my
slacks and underpants, and began to massage my hard penis. We continued to
kiss and touch one another, all the while moving closer to the bed. When we
reached it, we tumbled in and I hurriedly removed Natalie's bra and panties.
Natalie rolled me over, and started to unbutton my shirt. I was surprised
when she stopped.
"What's the matter," I asked. Instead of answering, she took hold of the
shirt and with both hands, ripped it open, popping the buttons and sending
them flying.
We both laughed until I pulled Natalie on top of me and smothered her
laughter with another deep, passionate kiss. Natalie then sat up, straddled
me, and guided my erect penis inside her.
The sight of Natalie's abundant body hovering over me, and the sensation of
our bodies pressed together, forced a powerful orgasm to flood over me. As
it did, Natalie climaxed also.
We remained locked together, not wanting it to end when suddenly, we both
were startled by a knock on our door.
Natalie got off of me and put on her robe, while I pulled the covers over my
naked body.
When she opened the door, there stood the pretty woman with her cart of
fattening treats.
"I can take my neighbors desert also," Natalie said, "he's with me tonight".
The woman at the door gave Natalie a knowing smile, as she handed two plates
to Natalie. Each plate had a large chocolate eclair on it.
"Look what the good fairy just delivered," Natalie said, "and just in time
too, I'm starving."
She removed her robe, climbed back into bed, and set one eclair next to her
on the night stand.
"What don't I get to eat," I said.
"Is my baby hungry?" she said as she proceeded to hand feed me one of the
eclairs. I once again became aroused by the sight of her curvaceous body.
Her newly acquired rolls of fat encircled her mid section, and her swollen
tits swayed seductively from side to side as she fed me.
When I was finished eating, I reached over to get the other eclair and I
began feeding the fattening pastry to Natalie. As she took her last bite,
some of the creme filling squirted out onto the nipple of one of Natalie's
bountiful tits. I bent down and licked the creme and gently suckled her
nipple. Sucking led to kissing, which led to petting, which led to another
marvelously satisfying coupling.
In the morning, I returned to my room, got cleaned-up and dressed. I did my
best to conceal the problem I was having with my pants.
As we walked together to the dining room for breakfast, Natalie turned and
asked me, "Did you wear those pants again just for me?"
"Yes I did" I said, "but why aren't you wearing the same dress you had on
last night?"
We looked at one another and smiled.
I was worried that my pants would fall down in front of everyone as we
walked. I'm sure that thought had also occurred to Natalie because she kept
looking at them. But somehow I managed to keep them up and get through the
morning.
After our mid-day meal, we decided to drive into town, to do some shopping at
the mall.
Once we got there, I insisted that we first buy some larger pants for me. I
picked out a pair of casual slacks with a 40 inch waist. Natalie said that I
would outgrow those pants in a couple days, and instead picked out 2 other
pair - one size 44 and the other had a 48" inch waist.
"You can wear them with a belt until you grow into them," she said.
I bought the slacks and a belt. I changed into the size 44's while we were
still in the store, and felt relieved.
Natalie picked out a skirt, a dress, and several pair of panties. All of
them were a couple sizes larger than what she used to wear. She also bought
two pair of queen size panty hose, and 2 size 40D bras. She later told me
that her usual bra size was 38C. Then Natalie noticed a sheer nylon full
body suit.
"How do you think my chubby body would look in this?" she asked.
"Fantastic!" I said.
We left the mall and returned to Natalie's room just as our afternoon snacks
were being delivered. The deliver girl gave Natalie both deserts without
having to be told that I was there.
Natalie modeled her new body suit for me while we were eating. The sheer
nylon accentuated all her new rolls, curves and bulges, and I immediately
became horny. I quickly removed all my clothes and we embraced. I caressed
Natalie' plump body as she massaged my throbbing member. We kissed deeply
and fell onto the bed, where we once again satisfied our desires.
We got out of bed just in time to gobble down our snacks and get dressed for
dinner. Natalie squeezed into another one of the old dresses she had brought
with her.
"I better wear this dress while I still can. Maybe tonight you can ripe this
one off me too, " she said, and then gave me a wicked smile.
At the end of the first month, I weighed 201 pounds. Most of the extra
weight and settled on my waist, which now measured 42 inches. Natalie
weighed 197 pounds. She told me her measurements were now 42 - 40 - 48. I
loved the added fullness to Natalie's breasts. For my pleasure, Natalie
would squeeze her enlarged tits into one of her old bras. The soft pale
flesh would overflow the cups and small rolls of fat would push out from
around her bra straps. The fat roll around Natalie's middle was getting
larger. She would stand naked in front of her mirror, pat her fat roll, and
laugh. I liked to stand behind her and massage her fat roll with her.
Natalie's ass was considerably wider and she looked really sexy when she wore
a tight skirt. The fabric of her skirt would be stretched to the limit, and
her plump legs looked great as they would gently rub together as she walked.
Because the first month was nearly over, Natalie and I discussed whether or
not we were going to continue in the experiment.
Natalie started by saying, "I have never been happier. My life is so
enjoyable and I've fallen in love with the man of my dreams."
"I'm happy too," I said. "The only thing that concerns me, is all the weight
I've gained. And if I stay here, I'll gain a lot more. I've always keep
myself in good shape, and I've never been fat before. Doesn't getting so
fat bother you?"
"Not at all," she answered. "To be honest, it excites me. I'm going to stay
here until the end. Please stay with me"
I was afraid to admit it out loud, but the truth of the matter was, that
growing fat excited me also. And further more, I was in love with Natalie.
So, just like that, it was decided.
"I'd like to stay with you for as long as possible," I said.
Natalie smiled, and then kissed me. And I knew that I had made the right
decision.
Chapter 3
By the end of the second month, Natalie weighed 225 pounds. She said that
her measurements were 43-42-50.
I was up to 219 pounds, and I was adding weight everywhere, including my
chest.
"If this continues, I'll need to start wearing a bra," I joked."
Natalie laughed and said, "You can start wearing my old ones. Heaven knows I
can't fit into them anymore."
It was also getting hard for me to find any pants from a normal men's store
that I could fit into. I knew that soon I would be graduating to the "Big &
Fat Man's Store".
By the end of the third month, I was buying all my clothes from the "Fat
Man's Store". I weighed 240 pounds, and my waist measured 48 inches.
Natalie was up to 255 pounds and measured a luscious 44-44-52.
It was no longer difficult to eat all the food that was served to us. In
fact, we often became hungry between meals and snacks. Even though it was
against the rules, whenever we were at the Mall, we would buy something
delicious and fattening to eat. We'd eat some of it there and sneak the rest
back to our rooms where we would secretly feed it to each other.
One evening, I was feeding Natalie donuts while we were in bed watching TV.
She just finished the last of the dozen when I reached out and grabbed a
large handful of the abundant fat roll that encircled her midsection. I gave
the roll a shake and her whole body began to jiggle.
"You know," I said, "if you're not careful, you're going to get fat."
She got this hurt look on her face and replied, "Does it really look like
I've gained weight? Maybe I have gained a little, but I didn't think that
it was noticeable."
We both laughed and our bodies jiggled in unison.
By the end of the 6th month, I weighed a whopping 305 pounds, and my waist
measured 60 inches. Natalie insisted that I wear knit shirts that were much
too small for me. Even though the shirts would be stretched tightly over my
pot belly, they still could not completely cover my bloated paunch. Natalie
would lift my shirt, pat my belly, and ask me when the baby was due.
At 325 pounds, Natalie's voluptuous body was a dazzling sight. She enjoyed
dressing sexy and acting provocatively in public. She would wear tight,
short skirts and dresses, so everyone could see her chubby legs. The low-cut
tops she wore, let the world see almost a foot of cleavage.
One day when we were at the mall, Natalie was wearing a pair of knit shorts
that were extremely tight around her hips. We decided to get something to
eat at the ice creme parlor. In the shop were several teen age boys. As we
walked in, they pointed, and made remarks about how fat we were. Natalie
chose to sit at a table near them and loudly ordered the most fattening thing
on the menu. When her hot fudge and caramel sundae arrived, she proceeded to
eat it very sensuously. After each spoonful, she would make a comment like,
"I really shouldn't be eating this. I've been putting on so much weight
lately."
This show was not wasted on the boys who would laugh or make some derogatory
comment.
After she finished her sundae, Natalie went into the ladies room where she
tightened the belt on her already too tight shorts. This caused her tummy,
hips and ass to bulge out even more. When she returned to our table, and sat
back down in the chair, a loud tearing noise was heard. Both side seams on
her shorts had ripped open and a thick roll of bare flesh was sticking
through the openings.
The teenage boys roared with laughter.
Natalie stood up and walked over to the table where the boys were sitting.
She stood in front of them, patted the fat that had burst out of her shorts,
and said, "Looks like I've gotten too fat for my pants, don't you think?"
The boys sat there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.
The whole experience really turned me on, and I couldn't wait to get back to
our room. Once there, Natalie sat on the bed in her torn shorts. She
ordered me to remove all my clothes, and lay on the bed next to her. Natalie
then fondled and caressed the mountain of fat my belly had become. She
kissed and licked it. Grabbed handfuls of my blubber, shook it, and watched
it jiggle. She stuck her finger into the deep hole that now was navel. Then
she lifted up my paunch, placed her mouth around my painfully hard penis, and
licked and sucked me until I exploded into her.
With our increasing bulk, came changes. It became more and more difficult to
walk any distance. To hug each other, we had to squash our big bellies
tightly together, and even then, we were only able to reach each other's
sides. When Natalie sat down, she was unable to cross her chubby legs.
When we made love, Natalie would position herself on her hands and knees with
her belly hanging down to the mattress. I would kneel behind her, lift up my
huge pot belly, and rest it on top of her big rear end. Then I was able to
enter her from behind.
Chapter 4
We had been at the Medical Center for almost a year, and the experiment would
be ending soon. So I was naturally thinking a lot about what I was going to
do when I left the Center. I did not have a job, and my prospects for
finding one soon were not very good. I also did not have a place to live.
But even though my future did not look very promising, I had decided ask
Natalie to marry me.
On our last day, we were served our farewell breakfast. It was the usual
feast, except that the staff had also baked a gigantic chocolate layered
cake. It was beautifully decorated and the words, "Thank you and Good Luck"
were written on top with frosting.
After breakfast we were weighed and measured one last time. I weighed a
whopping 450 pounds - more than twice as much as when I arrived. I now had
three distinct rolls or bulges of fat on the middle section of my body. My
first bulge of fat is just below my fleshy chest and goes around me, ending
at my back. My second roll is located were my waist used to be and
completely encircles my body. The third bulge forms a hanging paunch that
partially obscures my genitals. And even though I can't see all of it, I
believe Natalie when she tells me that my butt is huge.
Natalie now weighed an incredible 535 pounds. Her face had always been
attractive, but now it is even more beautiful. It is rounder and softer and
she has grown a double chin. Her bountiful breasts measure 64 inches and
each of them is much too large to hold in one just one hand. Natalie's
abundant tits rest on her enormous belly. Her thighs are larger than her
waist had once been, and her calves are now bigger than her old thighs had
been. She is a vision of feminine beauty.
We went back to our rooms, packed our things, and loaded them into Natalie's
car. We both had to struggle to squeeze our expanded bodies into the front
seat of Natalie's compact car. Natalie's belly was wedged against the car's
steering wheel, and I wondered if she was going to be able to drive that way.
After she started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, Natalie
suggested that we go and get something to eat. It was the usual time when
our morning snack should have been delivered and we were both feeling hungry.
We drove to an Italian restaurant and were shown a booth in the back. We
looked at the booth - realized that we would never be able to squeeze into
it, and asked to be seated at a table instead.
We both ordered from the dinner menu, even though it was only about 11 AM.
After our drinks were served, I said to Natalie, "I'm glad we came here."
Natalie said, "You must be as hungry as I am."
"Well, I am hungry," I replied, "but that's not why I'm glad we're here."
I nervously continued. "Meeting you and being with you this past year has
been a dream come true for me. I don't have any money. I don't even have a
place for us to live - but I love you more than I ever thought possible - and
I can't imagine living without you. Natalie...will you marry me?
Natalie's face lit up - and to my relief - I could see that she was delighted
by the question. Natalie took my hand, looked into my eyes and said, "You
have just made me the happiest woman on earth. Of course I will marry you."
"But there is something you need to know about me, " she continued.
I held my breath, not knowing what Natalie's secret would be.
"Remember when we first met and I told you about the abusive boyfriend I had?
Well about a week before I met you, my boyfriend told me to buy him a
lottery ticket while I was out shopping. I bought the ticket buy forgot to
give it to him. I think he forgot all about it too. Well, the next day , I
saw the winning numbers displayed on T.V. After hearing the numbers, I
remembered that the ticket was still in my purse. And guess what... the
ticket was worth a little over 2 million dollars! That means the person with
the winning ticket would receive about $200,000 each year for 20 years! I
bought the ticket, but my boyfriend would think he owned it. So I claimed
the money, packed my suitcases, and left him without a word. I don't know if
he has been looking for me or not. That's why this experiment was perfect
for me. I had a place to hide - and even better - now, if my ex-boyfriend
would happen to see me, he wouldn't even recognize me!"
I was of course astonished by what she was telling me.
"So you see - honey," she continued, "we really don't have to worry about
money."
A week after Natalie's confession, we were married. We now live in a fine
home in a nice neighborhood. We have a very comfortable life, and a
lifestyle that in many ways is similar to the way we lived at the Center. We
employ a maid to clean-up, and a terrific cook to prepare the most wonderful
meals for us. We have even added a little weight to our bodies.
I guess you could say that the experiment was a success.