chapter 3: first person view

It's been awhile.

I got so fat that it's become really hard to move around. Once a slim and very thin boy, even anorexic, now I became noticeably big. I never was chubby, now I am. In the last years I tripled my weight and become fatter than ever. I got a belly and starting to form a third belly, my face becomes much rounder and I got a double chin, which is really new to me.

My wife also gained a little weight too, she got a curvy hips, a small belly and starts to develop a second chin, but still she is a lot smaller compare to my body mass. After all, she is the one who feeds me, so her weight gain was really unintended.

My wife love to cook and make me lunches, making sure I will eat so much food until I can't eat anymore and then she is feeding me the rest of the meal until I fall a sleep. She making sure I continue to fatten up, and yes, during that time I was ballooning up to enormous size.

My legs and my belly got huge and I have boobs (or moobs)! My thighs are hugging each other which is one of the multiple things that signs my weight gain. I am eating a lot than usually. And that will contribute to my gaining weight process, for sure.

My journey as a Male feedee with a relationship with a female fat feeder is amazing and I never been so happy, finally I beat the anorexia.

My well-stuffed belly was firmly pressed against my pants and threatened to spill out of them at every moment as my stomach jiggle and bounced at every awkward step. I was filled with pain but I did not care, I did not want to stop. I knew there were still so many fattening treats to indulge in and I wanted to eat them all. I was already so fat that eating like this would only make me gain more weight, but it felt so good to lose control completely, to embrace my destiny. Eating without shame or inhibitions.

My stomach swelled more and more and rounded like a massive, fat balloon as my clothes began to stretch and were unable to contain my flesh. My thick waist spilled from the sides of my pants, my shirt began to tear and reveal heavy and soft folds of fat. My stomach was so full that my breathing became slow. All my clothes shrunk, without thinking I untied the pants button and let my belly drip out, bouncing freely while walking.

My face widened, my facial features were distorted and unrecognizable from the fat, my jaw sank into the double chin that was formed. My body is wrapped in hundreds of extra pounds, now looking like a shapeless mound of pure fat. My body exploded from fat so fast I barely recognized myself. I felt like a stranger in my own body. But it did not stop there. I saw myself on my last vacation. Clothes stretched to the border over my big, hanging belly and my hanging moobs threatened to spill out at any moment.

My body filled up like a big fat balloon. Slowly I felt myself growing, softening, expanding everywhere. My arms were like oversized sacks that burst from the sleeves of my shirt. My thick waist fell to the sides of my pants while my stomach rose like puff pastry before fluttering heavily over my thighs. My thighs swelled and thickened, developing their own folds while my huge butt erupted behind me. My clothes were torn without any hope of covering my new body.

I gasped as my extra-wide thighs filled the doorway, and I was turning to the side to ease myself in the doorway, the feeling of the door frame pressing against my stomach and back sent a shiver down my spine. I saw my enormous body unfold on a king-size bed, my big legs spread contemptuously as my stomach spilled into the space between them.

A woman appeared and stepped on one of my thick thighs and I heard her voice, in a coaxing and stubborn tone: "You can eat another one, no? You do not want to be nice and big for me? Right, eat, my beautiful mountain of fat." One hand gently rubs my belly, relieving the feeling of fullness while the other firmly pushes another Doughnut through my lips. Before I could resist she ripped off my ruined clothes, and my fat spilled everywhere. She helped me get into huge pants, pulling them over my protruding thighs and plucking them as the pants get lost under the muddy folds.

"My darling, if you are going to eat more we will have to see how to turn one of these tents into a new outfit for you," she said. "I knew you had potential. I always had an eye for talent – but you exceeded my wildest expectations."

I stared into her eye and saw myself sitting in some place of fast food and looking at thousands of empty calories that were going to be pushed into my mouth.

"hungry?"

I nodded, with my chin swaying in response. I knew what would happen next. I licked my plump lips with greedy anticipation. She picked up a pitcher. I immediately knew what it was: peanut butter, chocolate ice cream, sweet cream and a little lard flavor that even the peanut butter could not completely hide. The special recipe is designed to compress as many pounds of pure fat as possible and as quickly as possible. A funnel with a tube was placed between my hungry lips. I sucked the tube enthusiastically, eager to receive my prize. As soon as the high-calorie ingredient flooded my tongue, I was in a state of gluttonous ecstasy. I waved my wide thighs with pleasure, sending waves of fat rolling down my body as I relished my obesity. The thought of it being so fattening that I almost felt my ass swell when I sucked the tube only made it tastier. I was so full that I breathed from the pressure in my full stomach, but still could not stop. I would not stop until every last drop was inside me. The feeling of my stomach stretching, its heavy pull on my flesh was an indescribable feeling. My round gut feeling lying on the floor was sheer bliss. No one will ever know how liberating it is to give up gluttony. Live a life of pure excess. Eat and eat without thinking about the consequences.

She led me to a huge wooden table full of pies and cream cakes. My limp arms trembled as I picked up the first bite of my mouth. When my teeth sank into the cake it was just heaven. I licked the sweet cream from my lips knowing it was my life now. I will never stop eating. I will never settle for a full belly or how much my body has grown. I will never stop being fat and fatter.