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Binge Barbie


There once was a pretty, fair maiden who, after returning from a difficult day as doctor, pilot, race car driver, teacher *and* fairy, found herself alone in her chalet house with a bounty of binge foods.

Normally, this beauty named Barbie would never indulge in such things, but today being such a horribly tough day, she thought it would be a wonderful "escape" from reality to indulge in a fantasy binge of epic proportions.

She sat down and started to chow. The ice cream was smooth and cool as it slid down her throat. The pizza was not to be outdone by the ice cream, no siree! it was spicy, hot and luscious as it pranced on her pouty lips.

Time passed as readily as the crackers down the this young lass's gullet.

Barbie had never been so happy...
so completely satisfied. 
She had never consumed such mass quantities of food. 
In fact it had been decades since she had eaten a full meal.

As Barbie lied down to rest and savor the last cracker, she patted her tummy and fell fast asleep.

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The beauty known as Barbie woke up about and looked around the room. She was embarrassed to see all of the food containers as she vaguely remembered the gluttonous adventure from the night before.

She licked some of the ice cream remains still sticking to her lips  and suddenly remembered the full glory of her food adventure.

She reached down to pat her tummy as a moment of reflection...when all of a sudden she realized her tummy was HUGE. She looked down and was aghast!!

"What happened?!?" she screamed.


She was barely able to peer over her newly plumped breasts to see her fat legs.

"Oh, my GAWD!!!"



She sat up and looked around a bit more.
So much food was eaten and yet 
her tummy was growling once again.

She tried to quiet her tummy with 
a couple of Rich crackers,
but to no avail, the crackers were all but eaten. 
She put the box to her face and tapped 
the bottom to get the last crumb.


After she licked the salt off her lips, she heard a knock at
the door.

"Aaaaaaaaack." she screamed. 


Ken said earlier that  he was going to stop by!!

What would he think of her at this weight? What oh, what?!

As he opened the door, 
(Yes he has a key...shocking but true.
There is further evidence that Ken is, 
in fact, not gay but I cannot reveal it here.) 

Barbie jumped to her feet amid the 
ruins of her fantasy gone awry and
tried to straighten her now tight dress.

"I don't know what happened. You must think I'm horrible,"
 Barbie cried.


Ken said, without skipping a beat, 
"No, Barbie, I think you're beautiful. You always were and always will be no matter what size you are."

The End

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