chapter 2

Chapter 2
I was always chubby but never really thought of a fat life until I met Benjamin. He always encouraged me to eat more and this awakened in me a desire to eat beyond the feeling of full. I wanted to feel stuffed. And when he commented
on my body becoming softer I started to enjoy the softness and enjoyed more and more, the feeling of the fat and the increasing heaviness of my body. I was afraid of becoming too out of shape and a burden to him, but soon realized he wanted to care for me, and pamper me. And I knew he wanted to grow me. My initial fear soon passed and I took to the new lifestyle. I could eat anything that was brought to me and there were no limits as to the amounts I could eat. As my stomach stretched and my appetite increased I became a slave to the feeding. But believe me, I'm not complaining.
My day begins with a gentle kiss on my lips, and a jiggle of some part of my large form from my feeder. As I awake he increases the flow from my feeding tube which has been in all night but on a slow drip. He increases the flow so that I won't suffer from hunger pangs while he prepares my breakfast. My comfort is always first and foremost with Benjamin. Before he leaves the room he places a small mirror in my hand, so I'll be able to glimpse small parts of my huge body while waiting. I have difficulty seeing much of it, and it is difficult to lift my hand, and also my arms. I can see a small part of my chest and a little of my huge fat laden arms at my sides. If I'm a very good girl and ask for extra food portions, he will, with a remote control, slide the cover off the mirror on the ceiling above my bed. Then I am able to see all of me. But glimpsing just a small portion of my body starts a desire in me to be touched and caressed. Quite often, we both watch the home videos he has taken of me, and admire just how fat I have become. At least with those I can see myself in all my glory, and I find it amazing that I have become what my feeder calls,
"a goddess of fatness"