Chaos and Gluttony!

My new goal is to become a secret community feedee streamer. I want to get a camera and show off my growing bod as I play games and constantly be made to snack from donos and whatever private messages be sent my way, all while my regular viewers are none the wiser.

The more I think about it, the more I want to be a crowdfunded streamer feedee. I want watch as people do their best to make sure I'm constantly snacking while playing games and can visually see me grow and jiggle as I play whatever!

23 M feedee looking for someone to sponsor hourly snacks from the vending machine while I'm at work. I'm 115 lbs, 5'7", and will do whatever in exchange within reason.

I'm trying to Pavlov myself into snacking every chance I get and hourly is a good start while also adding calories to my current diet. I'm bone thin and tired of not fitting in my jeans, so I want to end my job in 12 weeks going up at least two pants sizes.

I guess the idea of a "potion of fattening" really hits hard, especially since I want to grow fast enough to get plenty of stretchmarks, and both Boost, heavy cream, and gainer shakes are low effort, high intensity, and effective ways to grow fast. It got so bad that I instantly got hard from smelling a Boost when I opened it.

I had to stop getting Boosts because I drank too many at once before my body adjusted and I'd get sick off of them, but I'm interested in starting again.

I want someone to put me in situations and forcibly enable me to the point where I can't hide the evidence unless I eat beyond my limit, even if it hurts. It starts off simple where I think I could handle it but more and more food keeps coming or I haven't made a dent into what I need to hide and I'm in complete and utter pain, but forced to keep going otherwise I'd get kicked out or have to tell them what's going on. Nothing left but crumbs and me being too full to move. Only to repeat the next day or whenever you decide to strike again.

Constantly gorging to hide my kink only to eventually break a chair, run out of clothes, or rip out of something in front of my parents.

No rest for the wicked.

Stuff me senseless, funnel me beyond full, wake me up and put more in me at any and all hours, keep me high on edibles, put me on enough supplements to make a body builder jealous.

My first new rule:

If I'm offered food from anyone, I have to eat it even if I'm full.