#stuffing expansion

“I wish that every single human being would always have more than enough food to eat and for no one to ever feel hungry again.”

At first it was fine. World hunger ended in an instant. But before too long a problem became apparent. No one could stop eating. The wish had been clear, an endless abundance of food for every single person on earth, magically appearing the second anyone desired it. But the second part of the wish was the wrench in the plan. To ensure that no one ever felt so much as a pang of hunger, the wish’s world altering magic pushed them to take advantage of their endless food supply. It was impossible to be hungry when you were always mindlessly stuffing down bigger and bigger portions of increasingly delicious decadent and fattening foods after all. Really, you couldn’t imagine your wish working any better.

At first, the second part of the wish, that was a magical, special condition that wasn't in the original plans, wasn't really showing. After all, people had a lot of food to work with, and when I made the wish, I was especially looking at people who absolutely needed it, not at those who already stuffed their faces on the daily.

Though eventually, little by little, that secondary effect was starting to become more noticeable, people were eating more than needed. Their stomachs were, initially, limited by how much food they could take, and how long their digestion process would take, keeping them full for quite a while even after eating. As everything progressed, their stomachs didn't just become capable of handling much larger quantities of food, it was also digesting everything at a faster rate.

And that's what triggered the magic wish - if someone had just eaten, but they were already digesting their food, and after a single minute, they were no longer full - they had to be a little bit hungry. Perhaps not hungry enough for even their subconscious to feel it, but the tiniest of hungers was always noticeable for this magic wish - and people would proceed to eat more.

Stuffing your face became second nature in this new world devoid of any hunger, even the slightest, tiniest, most microscopic trace of hunger. Some people were even eating in their sleep at this point, so eating became a full time, day long activity, where most would be stuffing their faces 24/7, especially the biggest. Considering the sheer amount of delicious food, and just how much everyone was eating, it was no surprise that many had surpassed multiple tons in weight, and were essentially gigantic fat blobs that needed to be constantly full, where all the smarts in their brain and energy in their bodies was used to simply keep eating.

She was already chubby, and she knew I loved grabbing her cute pudgy belly already when we were together at home. She even told me that she'd probably gain some weight after marriage, wanting to have a real mombod, and thinking her lifestyle would change. Not necessarily in what she'd be doing, but more so in how she'd be feeling - happier, and more eager to give in to indulgences.

I always looked forward to those promises of hers, and eventually we did get married! She looked beautiful, and the dress did well to accentuate her natural curves too. I was so happy for our moment together, that her decision to take care of catering didn't even make me think twice. I agreed, obviously, and only when I saw the sheer amount of food she got, did I finally connect the dots. I knew she wanted to gain weight, and that she had a huge appetite she often held back, but all of THAT, just for her?? That was...A LOT, a LOT more than I expected...

"A piece? Of course, darling...I didn't think you were going to eat this much. Are you sure you didn't overdo it, and are you sure the guests have enough for them? There's no cake on the other side, and they might get upset?..." She chuckled and shrugged. "I need all of this for myself, honey. Besides, this is OUR moment, not theirs, so if they get mad, it's their problem!" This might seem selfish from her, and I already had received a complaint from a family member who told me 'the cake was a lie' and had to eat a bit of bread and water like the others, but maybe I'd sneak them some treats later. When she's busy eating, she won't notice a few slices missing...

Though only a few...because I do want to see where this goes. As my new wife devours everything in front of her, at a monstrously fast pace, her dress starts to tear at the seams, unable to contain the rapid weight gain she is experiencing, and the sheer bloated size of her round gut. Her hips burst out before her belly does, really giving her that mombod look she wanted so much. I even help feed her - and only when I'm feeding her does she eat more slowly, probably to take in the romantic moment and enjoy it alongside the delicious meal. These weren't just any cakes, they were expensive ones, and seemingly quite fattening ones too. There was plenty of wine, fries, gravy, steaks, so a lot of meaty and salty food to enjoy too! She would try one of everything, even if the cake clearly was her favorite.

I'd cheer her on, as her ass broke her chair and she now sat on the floor, well cushioned by a couch sized booty, an enormous elephantine belly and massive breasts that, combined with her belly, would block her front view completely. That's when I could take the opportunity to give the other guests a bit of food.

Though shockingly, she did notice. "Honey, why is there a missing steak? And a few missing slices too?"

I could try to feign confusion, but that might only work temporarily, and if she presses on, I'll have to either make an excuse, or promise her something else in return...

Her crew was always chosen due to their impressive efficiency and the velocity of their work. They would not just leave the area clean, which would in turn make things much easier for the construction teams that would take over the area next, but they were also very fast at what they did, which was impressive considering the aforementioned skill. They must have been masters of this craft... though their methods were very unconventional.

Their boss was mainly who did the work, with other workers only helping feed - that's right - feed her so that she could eat everything quickly. She would simply repurpose entire buildings as meals, and this skyscraper was next. No wrecking balls needed, and her belly was already fatter than one as is, so she would simply take down the building one giant chomp at a time. Any 'crumbs' of rocks or metal left that she hadn't eaten, her crew would grab and feed it to her so that she didn't miss a thing. Just a few floors were enough to bloat her tremendously, but her appetite for her duty were tremendous, her tank-like stomach handling all the heavy materials inside it, things that should be inedible for almost all people, simply getting turned into soup inside her guts, getting digested into even more incredulous amounts of blubber.

She was a landwhale before but now she was more like a straight up whale in size, nothing more nothing less, as the skyscraper had been eaten like it was some kind of really tall bread stick. She licked her lips, asking her crew if there was more. Commanding them to double check, triple check the area, to see if there was any bit of rubble she missed. When they did that, and confirmed there was no more to eat, she'd pout slightly.

"I thought a skyscraper would be a bit more...URP...filling than this. Oh well. My belly is mostly satisfied. Another job well done, great work team~" She told them while proudly slapping the very few inches she could reach of her monumental, colossal belly.

She made sure someone else on the team made the call to certify work was done, since she'd be interrupted with the occasional burping and even moaning after such a gigantic meal. Now she wanted to rest, fully digest anything that remained inside her stomach, and then plan what building she'd work on devouring next week...

The first DVD was useful at the first stages of the gain, but it felt like pushing a chubby, fattening body with the mind for so long was starting to be, ironically, too big of a weight on the brain, that telekinesis was harder, that I'd have to focus more to move my 300 lbs body across the rooms towards the kitchen, so I just decided to lay in bed, and while training my telekinesis further, also start delving into the 2nd DVD, that'd allow me to lift food with my mind.

This made things SO much easier. I wouldn't need to focus my mind to move my arm, to grab the food, and eat it all with telekinesis - now I just had to open wide and let the food fly in, shoveling slices of cake inside, among other snacks, whatever I had to eat, I would eat without even staring at the food itself.

That's when I noticed...that my brain power was growing alongside my body. As I fattened, as rolls piled on rolls, blubber layers formed on a soft, curvaceous, overall fatty figure, I was also feeling like my telekinetic powers were enhanced. I could attract food with my mind just by thinking of the food. Without even looking at it, or focusing on the specific object. It was almost like the food had become an extension of myself, and I could use the techniques from both DVDs to focus on becoming the best fatty I could possibly be.

While carrying myself to the store and to fast food places, buffets, etc was always fun, as my clothes were more and more ill-fitting, as my weight went from 600, to 700, 800, 900 lbs and still growing, people shocked at how easily I moved, at how much food I needed to sustain my gluttony... I decided to do it more rarely now, only on 'for fun outings' would I ever leave the home. I wouldn't leave my bed - or rather, where my bed used to be, since I WAS the bed now, with a what should be immobilized body that was still extremely cushiony and soft and very comfortable to lay on, and all I'd do was command food to reach me, with my powerful mind, controlling food from all kinds of places in town, from hotdog stands to food storage facilities to parties, all the way towards my hungry maw.

I think what happens next is they sit at the dinner table (with her ridiculous fat ass cheeks needing at least 2 chairs each), her pudgy gut on top of her lap as she digs into the food like a glutton, not caring about how people look at her, even if they're family.

I'm sure once they realize how tasty the food is, if they look over their own tits that is, they'll understand why she got so fat in the first place!

And while at first they might not appreciate the differences, even trying to get her to do fat redistribution surgeries to 'fix' her 'issue', they'll accept that, well, she might not have the massive bouncy tits, but she has a gigantic ass too, with even nicer hips and thighs!

The appetite comes naturally and they've indulged themselves enough to the point where their stuffed bellies looked beyond pregnant, even if they couldn't see them over their chest, they could feel them with their own hands.

Maybe the pear shaped girl wasn't that different after all.

With her mother embracing her in a soft hug, it seems she is no longer the black sheep.

This could be the stepping stone for the family's younger members to finally be able to express themselves beyond the strictness of the traditional bimbo views.

"I was so blinded by the looks a traditional bimbo has...that I forgot the morals...bimbos spread joy, love and friendship, they don't bring others down, especially not for something trivial like this...I'm sorry darling. Your big butt will fit right alongside ours! Now let's get dessert!"