The Gluttonous Encourager

Your breath hitched thinking of their teasing, humiliating comments about how much of a greedy pig you've become. If someone met you now they would never have guessed you're anything other than a glutton. All that did was serve to arouse you further.

With every pound of soft, submissive fat you found yourself more and more addicted to every aspect of being a feedee. Now even thinking of stuffing your belly to capacity got you stiff. The results of a big meal left you waddling off for private time to stroke your swollen arousal.

You had given up going to the gym and exercise altogether. Your laziness ensures that every pound that gathers on your body stays there. Your greedy gluttony ensures that more pounds will continue to fill you out. Day after day you swell more and more into the swollen, hedonistic hog you had been fantasizing about.

Your response was a moan of pure arousal followed by your face turning scarlet from the humiliation and degradation. As you lowered your head and opened your mouth to take a bite of the chocolate layer cake your arousal only grew.

"Thats right you know you like it", he playfully taunted pinching both your love handles allowing both of his hands to squeeze your hanging belly. Your arousal only swelled further leaving you moaning as you struggled to swallow the cake.

By the time you were done with the cake a large wet spot left no doubt how much you enjoyed the treatment. After cleaning up you both went into the bedroom and you sat in between his legs laying back against his chest as his hands kneaded and explored your bloated stuffed belly.

You had spent your days peeking at pictures of ex jocks and dreamed of fattening up your own. You found it difficult anymore to not give in, when you looked at pictures of fatties you now imagined yourself in a similar state. Buttons creaked and seams strained as you struggled against your inner feedee. Every carton of heavy cream and every meal of fatty treats was sticking to your body and there was no evidence of exercise or any resistance to the pounds creeping onto your frame.

Now you sit there on your knees again your arousal swelling as you now have a belly, love handles and a fat ass to show your encouragers. They like the devil on your shoulders are rooting for you to give in and simply give into your base desires. You love the comments pointing to how much of a little piggy you're becoming, they leave you redfaced and aroused.

Should I keep on gaining more, That is a rhetorical question by the way

Predictably with every post you made you were red faced with arousal from the teasing comments made regarding your weight. Even a stray comment made about your gains in your personal life was enough to make you gorge and edge in private.

Every orgasm helped build those mental associations, gluttony is good. Every swollen belly leads to swollen arousal which leads to a greedy gluttonous climax. There was no semblance of resistance anymore, just a soft piggy swelling up further and further.

You had spent your private hours looking at former twinks turned fatties. You'd moan and rub your swollen arousal looking at these lazy twinks turned pigs. More and more you found yourself over indulging, your natural laziness ensuring every spare calorie stuck to you.

Now you found yourself posting to your own blog encouraging followers to tease you for how much of a gluttonous gooner you've allowed yourself to become. Your breath hitches as encouragers tell you how much of a greedy piggy you're becoming. Meanwhile you rub your swollen arousal further ensuring the needle on your scale will only go in one direction.

Guess I'm an unc now?

You were pulling away from the days of your more active youth and finding your transition into adulthood a fattening expierence. With more disposable income and a growing kink you began to see the pounds creep onto your body.

You found yourself looking at blogs of guys who had given into their gluttonous urges. Their desires and willingness to give into their gluttonous urges only sold the fantasy further. The more you fantasized about getting fat the more you seemed primed to make it happen, you had begun binge eating.

More and more you find yourself red faced and moaning standing illuminated by the light of an open refrigerator after stuffing yourself and rubbing your swollen arousal. Your days off now find you spending your private hours gooning and glutting.

After dinner one night I found myself red faced and panting as I struggled to undo my pants button. You smiled at me wickedly and I knew why. My own arousal swelled, I was stuffed and a small moan escaped my lips after I undid the button.

"What's wrong daddy. You look a bit excited", you said mischievously smilling widely at me knowing exactly why I was excited.

"N...nothing just a bit...over worked", I said desperately looking for an excuse.

"Yeah I bet thats what it is", you said clearly skeptical of my breathy half hearted response.

My hands explored my stuffed belly and arousal. In my own horny daze I never noticed your own efforts to fatten me up. You has cleverly take your time, taking advantage of my work from home job you plied me with snacks when I worked.

You had perused blogs of guys similar to you finally giving in and packing on a few pounds. Nightly you stroked your growing arousal at their greedy gluttony and aroused self satisfied faces as they stood with a packed, glutted belly kneading and playing with their fat.

Now you were finding yourself in a similar state a camera watching you as you gorged on ice cream a small wet spot of arousal letting the world know how much you enjoyed this. You fondled,pinch and squeezed every pound getting red faced and worked up just exploring your softer frame. Gluttony was slowly covering up the old you and replacing it with the body of the gluttonous little piggy of your fantasies.

You were delighted at every pound that had stuck to your formerly athletic body. You were slowly fattening up to being the fat friend in your friend group and you loved it. Every belly poke or pinch from people in your personal life only drove you crazy in private.

Hnff… i can’t believe i used to have abs… but i need so much more~

"Hows daddy's piggy today?", he whispered into your ear as his hands pinched your love handles and belly fat.

"Go...good", you replied as your arousal swelled and breath hitched feeling daddy's swollen arousal pressed into the small of you back.

"I think my hungry piggy deserves a big dinner tonight. I want to stuff you full of so much food that you beg me to stop. How's that sound?", he asked pulling you tightly as his hands continued to pinch every fatty deposit.

"That sounds so good. I want Chinese food, Orange Chicken sounds so good", you breathily said his ministrations robbing you of clear thoughts.

"I'll be sure to pack that leftover space with your favorite chocolate peanut butter gainer shake. I'm going to feed you in 'the chair' tonight, I know how much you like it", he continued to tease you twisting your stiffening nipples.

You weren't even eating yet and there was already a wet spot forming on your underwear. You knew when daddy wanted to use 'The Chair' your evening was going to be spent bound and stuffed as he determined how much was enough. Afterwards you would be released from your bonds and he'd stuff the other end with as much enthuasim.

(Btw… it wouldn’t be fun if those weren’t my real measurements… 😈updated from last 😅😅😈)

Thighs 65cm

Ass 108cm

Belly 105cm

Chest 111cm

Arm 34cm

🍆 17cm (tough to measure reliably)

It was another liquid meal of fattening high calorie slurry designed to make you fat and complacent. Like a trained hog the moment he secured the funnel gag to your face your arousal began to swell.

"So predictable. Lazy greedy ex-twink piggies always get excited for their next feeding," he teasingly stroked your arousal as his other hand began to pour your second breakfast.

A grunt and whimper was made by you but you swallowed the creamy fattening slurry like an obedient hog. Despite the shackle around your ankle, you had asked for this. You wanted a feeder boyfriend and now you got one.

He rubbed you belly and poured a bit more as you struggled to keep up. Your belly was becoming quite distended. You hand snaked its way down to your underwear again a wet spot has formed. You moaned finally finishing your second breakfast. Your belly was packed to bursting.

Red faced and panting you laid back down on your bed and rubbed your belly. Once again you would give into your hedonistic desires and paint the underside of your distended belly.

It is a long time so this is the update.

You appetite increases had crept up on you. You hadn't been purposefully gaining but you kept going back looking at the feed of weak willed gluttons and found yourself slowly but surely becoming one of them.

You tried denying it to yourself and even taking a break from looking but like a moth to light you found yourself drawn back again and again. Every online posting of your progress and every horny comment ensured more pounds crept onto your frame. Your greedy arousal led to many climaxes while your belly stuffed to capacity.

Time and again you wondered if you should gain more but inevitably it happened anyway. More and more you were a red faced panting mess, one full belly away from climax.

It is a long time so this is the update.

You appetite increases had crept up on you. You hadn't been purposefully gaining but you kept going back looking at the feed of weak willed gluttons and found yourself slowly but surely becoming one of them.

You tried denying it to yourself and even taking a break from looking but like a moth to light you found yourself drawn back again and again. Every online posting of your progress and every horny comment ensured more pounds crept onto your frame. Your greedy arousal led to many climaxes while your belly stuffed to capacity.

Time and again you wondered if you should gain more but inevitably it happened anyway. More and more you were a red faced panting mess, one full belly away from climax.