Life With Your Feeder Pt. 1
You thought people were shocked with your first 100lbs gain.. well little do they know that’s just the beginning. I’ve put you on a strict diet, 10,000 calories will be the minimum for you each day. I pack you an extra fattening lunch, with 6 boosts for you to snack on throughout the day. When you come home, that’s when the real fun begins. I’ve cooked an absolute feast of ultra fattening food. I spoon feed the helpless pig, plate after plate, listening to you moan,and gulp down every bite. After dinner number three, I get the funnel ready. I’ve melted down two tubs of ice cream and mixed a couple boosts in them. You’re already pinned to the bed by your enormous gut. Who would have thought 350lbs would look so delicious on that frame? I shove the funnel in your mouth as you squeak out, “But babe I’m fu-“, turn the valve, and watch as 5,000 calories of liquid fat and processed sugar fills your already over stuffed gut. I take a moment to admire what I’ve done to you; gorgeous, obese, lardy body covered in stretch marks. Fat pad that has completely overtaken your dick to the point that only the head peeks out, gushing precum. Your fat rippling as you suck down the rest of my magical mixture. You gasp for air due to your immense size and from the sheer exercise of you chugging your “dessert.” You finish and beg me to help you cum as you stopped being able to even reach your dick a while ago, let alone fish it out of your swollen, soft, and jiggly fat pad. I oblige and bury my face into the sweet, soft, warm fat. You moan and start to contort your overfattened thighs as best you can at your size. I suck off your little guy until you uncontrollably blow an immense sweet load into my mouth. You fall back, sweaty, overexerted, and think about how you went from a 150lbs twink to this 350lbs greedy, helpless fat fuck in just a year and a half. You fall back and I kiss you, rubbing the morbidly obese gut I’ve helped you create. I rub your over full gut in wide circles and love on my favorite piggy. You immediately fall asleep and I whisper in your ear, “I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow, babe.”
