#feeder's thoughts

We are together for some time already. Long enough to let you grow well beyond what normal society would accept as chubby, truth to be told. Your magnificent ass has already overgrown regular 60" tape measure, so we gave up the tracking. Your round belly is protruding in front of you as if you've swallowed a beach ball and your lower belly roll turned to be an endless source of arousal for both of us, for me by watching your gorgeous body jiggle at every step, should you make one, for you by rubbing your insatiable pussy and squeezing your juicy fupa. Your hips and thighs took a sizeable amount of your growth too, so you're rather waddling than walking and when we go for our regular walk, I proudly help protecting these tree trunks by chafing bands or in case like today by oiling whole your soft body. Hips and ass has grown so much, you started brushing smaller door frames and we often happily recall the day, when you discovered this and with your face gleaming with happiness you came to share this little secret. Oh what a sex it was that day even to our very high standards! And what a celebration feast it was, when we finished. It was for the first time you flatly refused to stand, as you were simply too full to move a muscle or even take a deep breath. I get horny every time I recall it and never forget sharing this happy memory with you. I have also got used to teasing you by putting my hand not on your hips, but having it comfortably rested on your ass shelf as it has became so obvious, that from time to time I just put my phone there knowing perfectly well, it'll never fall off. And did I mention the beauty of your torso? From back there is a couple of back rolls stretching your clothes and changing on their way to your chest to the most luscious pair of tits this planet ever had the honor to carry. Your upper arms are soft and jiggly and squeeze wider every time, you carry next treat to your lovely mouth on the rare occasions, you're not getting fed by me. Like today.

Today has started another treasured ritual of ours. Two weeks of Italian holiday. Mentioning it was a very pampering and fattening time would be pointless as almost every our ritual spins around treating you as a true hedonistic goddess. We've just arrived and by looks we collect, people are obviously not used to us just yet. We hit the beach on a late morning, as breakfast for princess takes some time and after that you are used to take a little nap I wake you from by fondling your curves and oiling them. Not an inch of your ample body forgotten by my greedy hands, you always get so horny, that a series of orgasms is definitely a must from eating you out, your preferred set of toys and senseless fucking from behind in the end as I never miss the opportunity to admire that fucking big ass and its shelf amplification when you arch and put your face down. Your already big ass seemingly growing even bigger and thus driving me to another round of fattening my princess up.

After I'm finally willing to stop grabbing that treasure of love handles, we leave for a beach walk. It is already hot, so even this little walk has some purpose. We are not in the kingdom of ice cream to eat plain bred, right? We are slowly pacing the beach from one ice cream trolley, where your with red face point from one flavor to another so many times, we never leave it with less than two large cones piled up with generous portions. We continue on our walk and you devour this new portion of tastes and calories clearly attracting looks. We love this part and we are also analyzing, what look was caused by another poor victim of what normal means and who is another fat admirer or even feedism person like us. What is the best part though, if somebody's fat shaming urge forces ones to confront us with ones perspective. As you're of a soundly health, we have nothing to say back and we just listen politely. And once all ammunition goes in void, I only hug you with an obvious possessive gesture, grab any of your fat roll at hand and with the other hand appreciatively pat your gluttonous belly while responding, that we simply cannot help it, as this is the best life we can ever imagine. Finally, when there's such an opportunity, I'll just kiss off a drop of ice cream from your bulging chest or belly and we leave the attacker stunned laughing aloud.

Our walk continues and watching you devouring what must have been litres of ice cream now, I get immensely and visibly hard and so horny I can't keep my hands of your goddess like body no matter the public audience around. Luckily enough we are on our way back to our bungalow already and judging by your increased pace you're unbearably horny too, so last pit stop at the ice cream trolley with a thermos bottle to have some provisions for later and we are in private. Even the shower is too far away to hold back and we start kissing each other passionately just behind the front door. You cum almost instantly after I take off your swim suit and brush your clit with my fingers. You pant moaning and screaming against the wall and hold your belly up so I can get to your clit with my starving mouth too. I love how soaking wet you get every single time. First couple of your orgasms has faded, another are waiting for you in the shower, kitchen and bed. Finally you fall asleep in my arms again satisfied in every way just to be spoiled what turned to be another litre or perhaps more of ice cream we bought and which melted just right to a point of being cold and refreshing, but also could be funneled to your already hungry mouth.

I've just woken up. Morning has barely begun and I'm thinking, how I'd spoil you today. How about being woken up by a long head leading to a series of orgasms until you fall off and then a whole pile of buttery pancakes smothered in maple syrup, scrambled eggs with fresh baguette and a big coffee made with cream instead of milk and a breakfast in bed handfed while you lean to my chest.

I'll be rubbing your tightening belly as you graze through all the food heaps and I change my attention from growing belly and tightening stomach to your pussy soaking at the same pace as your feeling of fullness.

And my deep voice rumbling to your ears saying, be a good girl for Daddy, open up. Surely you're still hungry, just look, how much is waiting for you yet. One more bite couldn't hurt, right princess? I'm so proud of you.

Finally you end up totally over stuffed and fall off in a food coma for a change, so I can make you another treat. Like my special bundt filled up with chocolate, walnuts and espresso. I'll bring it to you to wake up you by it's rich seductive smell still steaming hot, so the ice cream melts slowly into it. Of course there will be a rich shake with coffee to help you wake up and fight the dizzy feeling from the breakfast stuffing you still feel in your lovely belly.

Wanna know, what's my dark magic? Everything is OK and worth praising, if you enjoy it princess.

You like eating? Good, here's your second plate. And third. How about some desserts? Just open up! I see you're quite tired by all that eating. Let me do the work.

Did you enjoy that bloated feeling after feeding? Let me stuff you from the other end too, so it intensifies. And feed you while fucking.

Do you love your rolls? Let me kiss every inch of your gorgeous body and count and soothe your stretch marks with my tongue.

You wanna feel validated? I'll whisper to your ear, how much I admire you while lovingly caressing your body.

Only the best is good enough for you.

And all this has a prelude too. Imagine we go shopping in all your favorite shops.

All your favorite treats are piling up and suddenly you realize, how much your greed and gluttony took over. How much you're getting hand fed eventually.

An amount beyond all your imaginations is going to your ever growing belly, forming new fat rolls, curvier body, more lust, more gluttony, bigger stomach to be able to eat even more in the future.

After every shop visit you get wetter and hornier and I help it by whispering to you, what a good girl you are to your Daddy by even planning to eat it.

How am I proud of you and how am I looking forward to seeing your growth bite after bite. And touching you with pride in public with my eyes gleaming. Patting your belly in front of all people, slapping and grabbing your growing ass. Grasping your soft juicy thighs while making you my passenger princess and stopping at every drive through we are passing by.

Your face redden with all the admiration you get, almost making you cum just from the attention you get.

I know the sea is these days turning rough, but what the hell. It's still warm in Mediterranean and the thought and recall of sun rising from sea calmed down by the night shining over bay, where boat os anchored suddenly becomes painy.