Fluffy Feedee

Please get everything with extra sauce and mayo on whatever it applies for.

Please “Forget” the tissues and napkins when you come over with the first of six trays of this meal.

Please just sit across from me without making a peep, just rubbing my thigh and under belly with your foot while I grind against the chair and eat faster.

Please wipe the edge of my lips and call me messy when the rest of my face is covered in sauce and grease.

Please keep rubbing my belly while the elastic waistband slips down and my belly pushes forward.

Please rub small circles around my belly button cause you know it’s become so sensitive I can cum from it.

Please keep fetching the other trays just before the last one runs out.

Please force me to waddle out leaning on your shoulder cause I’m not fat enough for the scooters.

Please rub my belly while I burp and moan the whole way there.

Violets are blue

Let's smoke some weed

you deserve a sweet treet

(mild inconvenience)

how unfortunate. another?

(mild inconvenience)

aww.. another?

another?

another?

another?

another?

wow, you're stuffed..

Oh my goodness! You've gotten so big since the last time I saw you! I mean, just look at you. Your belly is stretching out your shirt, your thighs are rubbing together, and your chin is practically buried in your neck rolls. How could you let yourself go this badly?

You're just so fat now. Don't you care that everyone thinks you look like a massive fucking slob now? I bet your arms can't even reach around your fat, bloated belly anymore. Your shirt is obviously 2 sizes too small, especially with that fat belly hanging past it. When was the last time you could even see your feet?! Do you even know how big you've become? I mean, it's almost incredible that you've managed to gain this much weight.

To be force fed until I'm sobbing and whimpering. Bonus points if those cries are muffled by more food.

To be tied up and stuffed until the ropes are merely decorational because there is no way I'm escaping by that point.

To be funnel fed shakes after every feeding to make sure my belly is absolutely stretched to its limit.

To be fucked from behind while I eat cake on my hands and knees. Make this a regular thing until I am too fat to do it.

To get so fat I can't do anything but eat and grow even bigger for you.

To be weighed and measured often to ensure I'm gaining fast enough.

To have photos taken of me at every milestone so I can look back on how much I've gained.

To be collared like a good little pet only to outgrow every collar. Eventually, these will be hidden under my chins, but I still want the reminder that I'm owned.