Food And Luvs

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heres some snippets from my 5th meal of the day yesterday. what better way to end the day then to wear what used to be one of my favorite outfits and shove a bunch of mcdonalds into this growing gut?

god, i was so full after this video. i mean, i was already kind of full from the four meals and snacks i had before- but this really did me in. i definitely ate more than i should have yesterday, and it felt sooo good. i felt so heavy and full, once i was able to move from my chair i went and fell into a food coma in my bed that was luckily not too far away.

want to help pack more food into this growing tummy? check out my throne!! 5 meals in 1 day would not have been possible without the support that ive gotten there, thank you all very much :)

You're taken back to his manor and draped in a lavish, yet skimpy outfit, one that really shows off your body and highlights the slight curves of your features. Your new Lord sits you down at a huge banquet table and takes his seat across from you. All manner of succulent and delicious foods are lined up before you, you take a moment to really take in the size of this hulking, handsome demon and assume he must eat like a beast. But when his impish servants are done setting the table, he just brings his elbows up to rest his head in his hands. He smiles at you,

"You've nothing to fear. Eat."

His voice is so commanding. Nervously, you load up your plate with foods that seem the most familiar to you. Roast chicken, potatoes, various vegetables and a buttered bread roll. It's delicious. With the effect the war has had on your kingdom, you can't remember the last time even the royal family could assemble such a sumptuous selection to feast upon… so you end up forgetting yourself a little and eating until you're quite stuffed. You lean back in your chair and graciously thank your Lord for the meal, shyly paying your compliments to the chef

"Good," he smiles wider and snaps his fingers. "Eat."

A surge of warmth courses through your body. With some demonic intervention, everything you've just eaten rapidly digests within you and you feel hungry again. Your frame even grows a little bit softer, though not enough for you to notice just yet. You blush and oblige his order, you brain trying to rationalise what's happening. A display of dominance, perhaps? Or did he notice how much you were enjoying the food after having had so little for so long and just wanted you to get to enjoy that more? Was something bad coming after this, or was he actually a good demon somehow?

All of your questions seemed to melt away as you dug in to the feast again, this time trying the honey roasted ham, sweet fruits, lamb shank and more. Once again you eat until you feel completely stuffed. Once again you thank your Lord for such a wonderful meal… and once again he smiles at you with fiery eyes from across the table, his own plate still empty and untouched,

"Good," another snap of his fingers. "Eat."

That familiar surge of warmth strikes again, but this time you notice how much plumper you look after, especially in your skimpy clothes. You look up at your Lord in shock and confusion, but he just gestures to the food in front of him. You timidly shake your head, yet your stomach growls audibly in the large dining hall

"Perhaps you'd be more in the mood for wine and cheese?" the demon snaps and the feast before you changes to a decadent cheese plate with crackers and dried meats abound. "Or would my royal prize prefer dessert?" Another snap and the table becomes stacked with cakes, pies and pastries alongside jugs filled with custards and creams, all so sweetly mouth watering

The look of disbelief doesn't leave your face. Your stomach growls louder, more painfully as your owner laughs

"Better not to ignore your hunger, my dear. It'll be much more pleasurable for you if you just. Eat."

The command rings through you and sends shivers down your spine, you want nothing more than to stuff your face with every dessert in sight. Your hands reach forward greedily and you begin to eat your fill as your Lord looks on, almost lovingly at you

You love this, love how I push you and rub your tummy, telling you what a good pig you’re making of yourself. How soon you won’t be able to fit through doors or fuck, even get off of this couch.

As you start to finish the drink, I’ll lean into your ear and start listing off recipe. You’ll know how many sticks of butter, how many cups of heavy cream and milk and chocolate and lard I’ve stuffed into this fattening slop that you’ve greedily swallowed.