“I never had fantasies until I found you.”

"I never had fantasies until I found you."

Spending the Day Weighing and Measuring Myself to Explain My Tight Clothes


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15 November 2011

I don’t know what to do… I just wanted to dress up. But I don’t even fit my bra… or my top… or my skirt! It’s not supposed to zip up this tight, ride this high on my waist or expose my thighs so much. What’s happening???

The tape measure should reveal everything! But first… my height. I have to determine if something has changed. This is so mysterious. Heck, I’d love to be taller! Can it be?? No. Darn it! I haven’t grown one single centimeter! What about my breasts? My waistline? My hips and ass? Am I growing or just widening???

I can’t take it. This is too depressing. This can’t be. The scales don’t lie. That number’s staring right back at me, so big and bold in my face. And when I strip down to weigh again… I’m getting LARGER!!!