Happy and Healthy, The Blog Of Megan Waters (collected edition)

Happy and Healthy, the Blog of Megan Waters (Collected Edition)
By FC Punk

December 31st, 2018

Heeeey everyone, Megan Waters here! I hope you all enjoyed the Holidays wisely and dodged the holiday goodies and weight gain that comes with it! I know I have, I didn’t even have a single cookie. Why else do you think I’m so thin? Thanksgiving and Christmas is no excuse to be outside the gym! Or even taking a brisk walk outside! It’s beautiful to walk in the snow!

As a personal trainer the start of the new year is so annoying! So many girls just let themselves go and balloon into out of shape fatsos! And fatties just get even fatter! And we all know how much I despise fatties, lol!

It’s not that hard to be thin! Just eat good nutritional meals and exercise and you’ll be a 120 pound knockout like me! I mean look at my profile picture! See how toned my abs are? How tight my bum is? My thighs don’t touch AT ALL, and my cheek bones just make my face striking, doesn’t it? And to top it off, I’m blonde and we all know blondes have more fun!

Well, skinny blondes that is!  Sorry fatties!

With that in mind, I...have a New Year's Resolution. Something of a project.

I’m going to get fat.

Really, really fat.

And then I’m going to get thin again!

I’ve seen this before on other blogs, from fit to fat to fit again, and while they’ve been amazing, I think I can do better.

Because from what I’ve seen in every single one of those, the blogger only puts on 20 to 30 pounds. And while they do become fat, that's still only such little weight. Losing 30 pounds is child’s play, I’ve helped tons of hippo girls lose more than that.

So instead I’m going to double my weight! I would end up at 240, which is huge! I would be just as big as some of my clients!

Losing double my weight...it seems insane, but I know I can do it!

I’ve always been thin and trim and thats because I learned how to eat well as a child! Just because I’m going to be giving this up for a year doesn’t mean I can’t go back to my yummy fruits and veggies!

I’m going to show all you fat slobs that all of this is easy!

Well, the ball is about to drop!

Bon Apetite!

#lettingmyselfgo #yearofthepig #provingapoint

January 7th, 2019

When I decided to embark on this journey to become disgusting I had certain notions of what surrendering to obesity would entail. But one of the more delightful things to come out of this, is just being able to eat whatever I want! I'm indulging right now as I type this, an ice cream sandwich in my hand. I have no real “scientific” process of getting fat, you’d think I would as a personal trainer and a nutritionist, but I want to be real!  Fatties don't get fat by counting calories, they eat whatever their cholesterol laden hearts desire! I'm officially on the fat girl diet, which means pigging out!

The fruits of my labor are just starting to show. My stomach is getting puffy, but not quite a gut just yet. Face is the same, which initially disappointed me I wanted to get a gross double chin that hides my neck and jiggles with every movement I take, a symbol of where all the Doritos I’ve been munching are going.

My butt actually looks a little fuller, which while nice it also worries me. I just know it's going to get cellulite and look like a plastic bag filled with lumpy mashed potatoes. But it's all for my project, sacrifices have to be made. I'm a professional trainer if I can't undo the damage to my body I wouldn't have clients.

Well, that's just about it really, I'm still on my way to becoming a gross fat sow,

Bye bye!

#gainingweight #piglet #provingapoint

February 14th, 2019

I have a confession to make. I. Love. Chocolate.

It's always been my favorite but I was always a good girl who behaved and never gorged herself like a sow in heat. But ever since the stores first started putting up their Valentine's Day stock up, I’ve been spurging like no tomorrow, filling my cart with all kinds of boxes of fancy chocolates as well as jumbo bags of commercial chocolates like Snickers and Mars Bars or Hershey's and M&Ms, I'm being a complete chocoholic and just giving in to my inner fat girl that I've kept locked up.

But she's out now and my lips are stained brown from shoving chocolates into my mouth like a complete fatso. And after putting on 15 pounds and weighing in at 135 I am definitely beginning to get plump.

My bottom and thighs are starting to jiggle, I sometimes slap the back of my thighs and watch the flab shake and jiggle my ass. It's so gross watching all that fat move, but it gives me the motivation to continue on, I’ve made a commitment and I'm going to gain and then lose all this weight all by myself just to rub it in every fatty’s face.

But it's not just my bottom that's getting gross, the budding softness on my stomach has turned into a small pooch. It doesn't sticks out far but it's visceral fat which is the most unhealthy place for fat, which is perfect.

This whole thing isn't about being healthy, that's not the goal. The goal is to become a cow like my clients and experience everything that comes with it, and that means being unhealthy.

My boyfriend isn't taking my experiment too well, says I'm being gross. Oh well, I guess he won't be getting a Valentine's Day present

So that means more chocolate for me!

#fatgirldiet

March 27th, 2019

Sorry for the delay in updates, I’ve been working on my figure.

Needless to say I’ve been a pig. There’s not a healthy thing in this house and I’ve cut back on drinking water, soda is what’s going in. But I’ve completely let myself go, even right now as I’m typing this I’m eating a sandwich that’s heavy with mayo.

At 160 I am the largest I’ve ever been, which I know isn’t even close to the truth of my end goal. But I’m just amazed at how flabby I am. My upper arms are getting rounder with a good amount of sag to them.

My bottom is starting to dimple too, which makes me wince, but I know it’s for a goal. Keep your eyes on the prize, fat girl.

I’ve finally had to get new clothes. I don’t think I’m ready to get plus size clothes, so I just got larger sizes of my wardrobe.

My fitness peers are all saying I’m crazy and are begging me to stop, but I gotta do it! I must! I must increase this gut! And boy is it a gut! I can only call it that, it’s not a tummy, it’s not a belly, it’s now a bonafide GUT.

My fitness is declining, as I expected. Going up the stairs to my apartment is making me breath harder, but it’s not that bad. It’ll get worse for sure but it’ll make losing all this blubber that much better.

Anyways, I ordered pizza. I’m REALLY liking pizza now, I use to be so grossed out by it. I mean, it’s nothing but bread and cheese and meat! SO BAD! BAD BAD BAD!

We’ll see where the pizza goes in the next update. Buh bye!

June 16th, 2019

Sorry about the silence guys, but I’ve been having relationship problems. My (now) ex made an ultimatum, him or the project, said I was getting too fat. Can you believe that? He was into fitness too and the project grossed him out, he didn't even want to sleep in the same bed with me anymore. By June we had a fight and he called me a gross fat pig who cared more about food than him.

So like the STRONG woman I am I told him to get lost. I think I made the right  choice, haha! I don’t need that kind of negativity.

Ever since that asshole I’ve let loose like never before! If some guy would dump me for being a fat girl I might as well act like one! I got lot of time left before the year is over.

In fact, hehehe.

I already passed 200 pounds. 214 pounds in fact. I am now officially obese. I am medically too fat. I have flab EVERYWHERE! My thighs have cellulite and give me the worst chafing that you could hardly believe. It smells so bad down there, everywhere! I’m sweating so much now, under my boobs, under my arms, in my pussy pad.

That’s right I now have a pussy pad!

UGH!

Fat girls are DISGUSTING!

At least my ass is pretty big, could do without the dimples, but least it still attracts the ass men. But it just grows and grows!

Each time I see my profile picture I do cringe. I finally have a double chin and round cheeks. It’s maybe the most disgusted I am of myself, I look like an old fat lady, not like a 23 year old. I haven’t touched a green since this diet started I’m getting nice and unhealthy. We’ll see what happens when I get even bigger.

But right now I want cheesecake!

#strongindependentwoman #fatgirldiet #provingapoint

August 13, 2019

Once again sorry about not updating. I think I'm getting lazy the fatter I grow. I'll tell you guys about what I did in July, but firstly i gotta talk about my weigh in.

Ooof, I did it.

241.6 pounds as of this morning.

I don't know what to say, I'm pleased, I'm esactic, I'm enormously fat!

My BMI is 39, I'm way, way overweight. To put it simply, I'm more fat than girl now, it's totally gross!!!!

When I stepped off the scale I took a good long look at all this flesh hanging off me and nearly barfed.

The biggest thing on me is this belly. It's sooooo heavy carrying it everywhere. It's like this big sack of vanilla pudding and it's really disgusting. I slapped it with an open palm and the sound it made was sickening. It's just nothing but fat, fat, FAT!

My ass is growing really big too. Like, it's just so out there! It's getting dimpled too and I really cringe when I rub my hands over my swollen butt and feel these indents my rampant obesity is causing. My ass is getting so big my butt crack is constantly poking out of my pants too.

That's one thing that really (no pun intended, honest!) bummed me out last month.

So during my gain all this time I've been wearing my workout gear since they're so comfortable for my growing figure so I haven't been wearing normal clothes for months now.

Well, I've finally outgrown all my real clothes. I don't fit into ANY of my clothes, my entire wardrobe is too small! So I had to go on a major shopping spree and had to buy clothes from Lane Bryant or Lame GIant as I call them.

I never thought I would have to buy plus sizes!!!

It felt so humiliating having to be in this store with all these elephant girls. Just how FAT do you have to be if you have to shop in a separate store? When you become obese your a second class citizen and you fat out of shape sweaty pigs should be ashamed of yourselves, needing elastic waist pants.

And then on top of that I had lunch with my mother at her house and she kept telling me I looked disgusting all pouring out of my clothes. She was absolutely right of course, in telling me I didn't need seconds of her BBQ. She said I was turning into a cow before her eyes, and kept rubbing and patting my belly. She begged me to stop this project, but I need to prove a point.

But now I've reached this disgusting goal way sooner than I thought, I thought it'd take a full year, but I did it way quicker. I've thought a lot about it, and I think I'm going to continue my project and then start losing weight on New Years Day like a real fatty.

So I'm going to continue eating like a pig. I'm going to continue growing stretchmarks on my tummy and continue blimping my cellulite thighs. I'm going to continue to fatten up.

Bon appetit.

#Fatgirl #fatgirldiet #provingapoint #chubrubsucks

September 17, 2019

Hey guys, just updating again. Its been boring all I've been doing is eating and eating and eating.

Seriously, I'm amazed by just how much food I can pack away and how much blubber I'm packing on. Just yesterday I ate pizza all day long, like 15 fucking boxes and my last weigh in was 272.7 and I'm seriously shocked at how easy all this is.

But I'm also disgusted! Seriously, it's so easy to prevent this! The dumb pigs I train and whip into shape, being as big as them makes me revolted even more!

My thighs are fucking blubber sacks and totally coated in cellulite, seeing them wobble when I'm naked is disgusting. My double chin just gets bigger and bigger and my tits are bursting out of my bras! My belly is now hanging down and covering my pussy, I have to lift up this blubber sack just to see it in the mirror.

The bigger I get the more grossed out I am about myself, like the fact I'm constantly on the toilet shitting. All this gorging and feasting and gluttony has to go somewhere, it confirms all my prejudices I ever had about those fat pigs.

The season is changing and I'm slightly worried about the coming onslaught of holidays. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas. Just how big am I going to get?  

My love life is non existent I haven't had sex since I started this project. No guy is interested in me and I'm NOT about to date some chubby chaser. Those guys are just pathetic, going after fatties cause they aren't good enough for girls like me.

I can't fucking wait till I'm thin again and I can put this year behind me. I'll never get this big again and I'll prove all you lazy gross hogs out there that you're all just undisciplined excuse making whiners!

#provingapoint #fatgirldiet #talcompowderisafatgirlsbestfriend

November 2nd 2019

300 fucking pounds.

That's what my scale said this morning.

I'm shocked! I'm shaken up, I think I cried for half an hour before writing this.

What have I done?

There are no words to describe me now. I'm tremendously obese. I look like a bloated fat parody of myself. I hate looking at my face and this huge collar around my neck that is my double chin.

Jesus in heaven I'm a glutton.

When the Halloween candy started to get rolled out by the stores I stocked up. I filled my grocery cart with nothing but candy, bags and bags of candy. I ate candy all month long and look what it did to me. I probably have a cavity now, I'll need to see a dentist soon.

I can't believe I'm 300 pounds now. Just typing this is surreal to me. Everything is so different, I can't walk very far, I take the car even for short distances. When I'm going up stairs I feel like my knees are going to explode and I sweat and sweat like a pig and make a big stink, all my shirts right now have pit stains.

Ooof, I'm beginning to see the effects of not eating greens this year. And when I mean no greens I mean no greens. I pick the lettuce out of my cheese burgers and demand extra cheese and extra mayo. I'm so low on energy, I can't be arsed to clean my apartment, it's getting so filthy with candy wrappers and boxes of pizza stacking up. I'm so lazy I skip showers and my apartment is starting to smell.

300 pounds, I feel so big, so bloated, so round, and so wide.

I'm way way past anything I ever intended with this project and the year is almost over.

And then there's Thanksgiving coming this month. Christ, my mom is going to flip.

I don't want to think about it. Just want to eat.

#depressed #fatgirlneedstodiet #outofshape #provingapoint?

November 29, 2019

It's black friday and I'm shopping online for super size fat lady clothes. I outgrew all my clothes I already bought. I can't believe how fat I'm getting. Ever since I crossed 300 pounds it seems like I gain weight like no one's business.

I'm constantly getting rounder and softer, and my rolls and folds are getting larger and larger I'm turning into a belly fat making machine. I feel like I've gotten wider and my double chin is just enormous now. I look nothing like my profile picture, I've completely transformed myself.  It's sickening and revolting that I've coated myself in 300 pounds of  greasy yellow goop. That's all fat is! Greasy yellow goop that coats your body and I've been fattening myself up on purpose.

i went to my parents for Thanksgiving. What a disaster! Only the immediately family was there, just me, mom, and my sister. I spent the entire day eating something or another and getting teased by my sister and scolded by my mother. My mother kept telling me I was a fool for following this plan. You don't need that slice of pie. Too much butter is bad for you.

At one point I dropped my fork and ripped my pants trying to pick it up. My sister laughed out loud and called me a beluga and my mother gave me some sweat pants to wear for the rest of the day.

I continued to gorge and my sister took the time to read my last blog entry at the dinner table. My mother told me to lift up my shirt and I showed them all my big belly. Mom covered her mouth and then poked my stomach, telling me I had ruined myself. She then forced me to eat a vegetable, a bowl of broccoli. She refused to allow me to eat any more pie unless I ate it.

I couldn't stand the taste.

It was the first time I've had greens in close to a year and I fear my taste buds have completely been warped. I used to eat broccoli for lunch every day but when I ate that bowl I thought I was going to puke. I quickly finished it and dove for a second pie just for myself.

I definitely feel unhealthy now from depriving myself from greens. I'm just so tired all the time. I sweat just standing and sweated during dinner stuffing my face. Towards the evening I started farting up a storm and my little sister just kept laughing at me, yelling out THAR SHE BLOWS! It was all so humiliating, seeing my mom look at me with disgust. "GO ON A FUCKING DIET!!" She yelled at me when I farted for the eighth time.

I also lost another client. My clients aren't comfortable with me training them anymore.

I can't wait for this year to be over so I can get thin again. Just Christmas left to go. Dear lord I'm going to be a whale.

So sick of this.

#tippingpoint #scared #stillprovingapoint?

December 31st 2019

It's New Years Eve, a whole year has passed since I started this and at 321 I am over two hundred pounds fatter, way more than what I ever intended to gain.

This has been the most difficult year I've ever face. I lost all my clients. I broke up with my boyfriend of six years. I lost the respect of my mother and my sister.

I have trouble moving and I feel weak and sick all the time.

This Christmas I went up to my nan and my extended family had to see me and my two hundred pounds of lard for the first time.

My grandma was horrified, she had no idea I had been doing this. My mom rolled her eyes and told her just what I was weighing it now. my nan actually started to tear up.

"Megan, what have you done," she sniffed before poking my big obese stomach, telling me "Don't you realize what you've done to yourself?"

I felt so awful, I made my grandma cry.

The entire Christmas party I spent it on my big butt watching TV or playing with my phone. I didn't partake in our annual pool game, I'm so out of shape I can't stand up long enough for a full game of pool.

I'm so out of shape, I've lost my shape completely. I wasn't just a personal trainer, I was a fitness model. I accomplished so much at 22, now at 23 I'm morbidly obese and I can't move.

I did my best to hold in my farts during the party, I was so bloated and uncomfortable. By the time dinner came around I couldn't hold them in and was periodically farting up a storm, thankfully they weren't too loud but people could definitely hear them rumble from my big fat butt. I kept eating and gorging, in a full family event of 15 family members plus the kids I think I ate the majority of the food. I just sat there like a pig, eating and gobbling and farting and asking for more.

I only ate the most decadent fatty foods, when I was offered a salad by my nan I declined and I was hurt when she frowned. She looked so disappointed by me.

After a good while I had to go to the bathroom and shamefully I cracked the seat and then even more shamefully I clogged the toilet. No one else was able to go that night.

Even during presents I was still eating like a fat useless pig, making my little cousins bring me my presents.

I got into a fight with my mom for one present: A weight watchers membership pass.

I made a scene, angrily telling her that as a certified personal trainer I knew how to lose weight and my sister told me I was full of shit and I needed to wake up. She's a dumb brat, I can and I will lose this weight.

When I left the next day nan made me promise to do something about my obesity.

And I am.

Now that the year is over my project is officially going to enter the second phase and the end game.

The diet starts tomorrow.

Tomorrow I get my life back.

No more overeating like a pig. No more lazing about. No more farting like a cow.

I'm done. This entire project was a huge mistake, the damage it's done to me.

And it's all your fault.

It's every one of you fat pigs that made me like this. I turned into one of you to help you and to help teach you to be better people. And what does your stupid little lifestyle do? It ruined my life.

You fat pigs ruined my life.

I hate you all for doing this to me.

I'm going to get thin again and I'm going to do it all by myself.

And when I'm thin again I'm going to be the hardest, meanest personal trainer you've ever seen. I'm going to make your lives hell you dumb fat pigs.

You're all going to regret making me fat.

#fedup #fatgirlonadiet #worstyearever #revengediet