You were ready to let me try feeding you, just for a couple months. You said you'd always had a fast metabolism and loved working out. So you could lose any weight you gained easily enough. At least that's how you rationalized it to yourself.
For the first couple weeks I stuffed you relentlessly. Keeping you astonishingly full all the time. Letting your stomach grow accustomed to the onslaught of food. You hadn't gained much weight, but your appetite was growing fast.
I only let you cum after eating. Rewiring your brain to make stuffing yourself like foreplay. By the end of the first month, scrolling through food delivery apps was enough to make you desperately horny.
Then I started with the shakes. Every stuffing was topped off with a massive creamy shake to make sure you got that overfull feeling you were now craving. Even going as far as to wake you in the middle of the night, never letting you fully digest. I needed you full always.
When the two months of our deal were over you had gained 20 pounds. I stopped feeding you as we had agreed. You went back to the gym, but after 60 days of no activity you found yourself getting tired so easily. You tried to control your eating, but having increased your capacity so much you never felt satisfied. You longed for that stuffed feeling again, feeling yourself getting turned on at the thought of how much you'd have to eat to get that full.
Then at dinner one day, I was eating a slice of lasagna. While you were eating a small portion of grilled chicken and rice. When something snapped, you pulled the entire tray of lasagna over to you. Not bothering with a plate just eating straight from the pan. Refusing to stop eating, demolishing the whole thing. Sitting back in your chair rubbing your stuffed belly, moaning and hiccuping. I offered to help you to the couch to rest and digest, but you protested "No, I'm not done. I haven't had my shake yet!" I asked if you were sure. You just nodded.
I prepped your shake and gave it to you. You were drinking it in slow small sips. So I took over, holding the cup to your mouth and making you chug it. "Good piggy, swallow it all for me…. Your going to get so fat if you keep eating like this!" I reached my hand down your pants and as soon as I touched you your orgasm explodes through you. Finally the shake was gone, and all you could do was sit back and burp. I grinned, I had trained you so well in those two months. Sitting before me, helpless to control your appetite. You'd become so greedy, how could you ever stop? You are gonna get so damn fat!
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