Wedding Day
The weekend of our wedding, I booked an all-inclusive club level stay at one of Disney's resorts for my husband and I. There was a lounge that had constant unlimited meals and alcohol right down the hallway from our room. My husband got so stuffed every day and waddled back to our room so I could give him belly rubs to soothe his stuffed belly.
When we checked out, he made sure to grab three plates of the mini-cakes and other dishes from the lounge. I also treated his family to an italian dinner that night and we had leftovers too. On the morning of our wedding, I woke up to my husband half-dressed wearing his dress shirt and his tight underwear, rampaging through the fridge. He literally had his hands full of the leftovers. I asked him what he was up to since we had to leave soon, and he just charged past me and said, "Move. I'm hungry." Then he sat down at his desk and ate all of the leftovers, it was like a five course meal in total!
I watched his shirt get tighter and tighter as sent cakes, pasta, and other treats into his belly, until he finally leaned back with a belch after all the food was gone. He patted his belly and said, "Much better!" Before telling me to help him get his pants on. They were definitely more snug than when I first bought them for him.
It's honestly so hot that even on our wedding day, where the focus would normally be on us, his belly still came first. And it was a good peak into what my marriage with him would be like. Anytime he's hungry, it's like nothing else matters until he feels satisfied. Then, he becomes a sweet, spoiled teddy bear that just wants belly rubs and kisses. And I'm always happy to oblige. In this household, his belly is king âĄ










