Chapter 4

And yet, he still had not enough. He told her that she had so much potential still. That he wanted to see her waddle, get slower and weighted down by all that fat. He had told her about another feedee of his, her having difficulties getting around, jiggling like a huge blob of fat and panting as she did and it made her hot too, imagining that he wanted her to get there. Force her to get there!

She did not remember anymore how she had gotten on the bed, just a vague feeling of eating so much that she could hardly breathe anymore and how it made her so horny and wet.

Then she was on the bed, on her back and feeling his large dick ram into her wet dripping wide open cunt, she came after the second trust, the gigantic foreplay earthing itself in a blasting moaning orgasm.

She couldn't believe what he was doing to her, he was like a magician, knowing what turned her on more than she did, she felt that he was leading her, knew exactly where and how, what was hidden to her.

He said that he had done this before and what was so incredible that he just seemed to know what turned her on and what she needed, feeding wise and the sex.

This time he had brought her a bottle of fattener that she was supposed to drink while being done and she obeyed him, she could not resist.

Her belly was such a pumped up balloon, it looked incredible. It was the rare sight of a very fat woman growing as fast as she could. Often, women at this size tried to lose weight, not have trials of filling their bellies to their full capacities and enlarging them through overeating. It showed that she got fattened up on purpose, it was unmistakable: such a huge belly, inflated to a huge taut ball, the fat outside getting stretched at this huge distended digestive tract inside.

And then she screamed, as her belly button popped inside out, as that brought her to a very unique orgasm. He had managed it once before with her, but this time she had anticipated it and she orgasmed much harder. It was the ultimate feeding: come through mere over-feeding.

She moaned and panted, feeling so pushed into lust and pleasure, could hardly fit so much sex inside her head and twisted and turned, her belly feeling like she was about to pop.


Stuff stuff stuff

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She lay there, sleeping after having that blast and when she woke up, he had his hands all over her, his cock standing in one damn beautiful erection. She recognized the way he touched her: he was exploring the new fat she had just put on.

She moved a little and wow, she felt more jiggle, felt like she had gotten softer, slower, more fat bound, more morbidly obese.

Her breasts had gotten larger and lower, her navel was still a little further down, more stretch marks, a wider face and more flab hanging from her upper arms.

She just felt her pussy flood again at these sensations.

He attached something on her neck and suddenly tugged at it and she almost fell over when she realized what it was.

She wore a collar and he had attached a leash and was pulling at it, urging her to follow. She tried to get up, but he was pulling on it, so she had to stay on all fours and just trotted after him. Lots of crazy thoughts flooded her mind. She had been scared last time, well, it had been crazy. But now she knew, she knew how it was. She had waited for it, longed for it, so hard. She felt her hanging belly jiggle as she followed him and got sooo hot and horny at the thought what would follow. He had let her wait intentionally, creating more anticipation and yearning.

Then, when she was in the spot that he had prepared, he started to spread her legs a little, securing each ankle with straps to the floor, while planting a fleeting kiss on her private parts and making her feel that he would lick her deep and hard, but then not doing it. Then he secured her wrists, her anticipation grew. She let out a tortured moan.

She was so nervous and horny, knowing what would come next.

He kissed her lovingly, taking his time and then inserted the rubber ring inside her mouth, keeping it open and secured it with straps.

A thick hose that was about 10 inches (25 cm) long fit snugly inside the hole, and he brought the large bowl, which looked very much like a pig trough. He played with her pussy, very gently, teasing her, as she moaned, feeling the tension mount.

She was shaking, her dripping big cunt opening up to what she knew was coming.

He had his totally stone hard cock at the ready and she felt the tip just slip in between her vaginal lips. She knew what he expected, but she had to make him say it.

"Eat, drink! Suck it down, now!" he said.

She did and she immediately realized that this was strong stuff, extremely high fattening content and very dangerous for a fat cow like her. It made her stomach turn when it hit it, but she kept on drinking it, sucking it up the tube like there was no tomorrow.

What was he doing?

Nothing!

He was just watching her, so she sucked harder, and swallowed faster, worked harder for him and then, then he started fucking her, pushed inside her with a strong trust and started banging her. It was the right word, as he hit her ass with a slap as he pushed hard and deep with every trust.

It made her huge ass jiggle so hard.

She and every other feedee that liked to be force-fed and stuffed so extreme like a pig loved this position, as she could feel like a true porker, munching away on the pig trough.

The sight was something to behold: this truly fat woman, her sides riddled with fat folds, it hanging down and meeting in kind of a fat puddle on the floor, her breasts grown so large though the fattening that they were huge, hanging and moving back and forth with every push and filled a cup-size for which the word udder was better suited for them, stuffing herself and sucking down pure fattener.

And getting so hot at it!

"Come on! Drink Drink, Drink! stuff stuff STUFF STUFF!!!" he shouted, grabbing her wide ass and putting some more push into it.

"I am going to get you so fat that you can't fit through the door, you fat sagging tub of lard!" while she sucked deep and hard on the fattening slop and felt his member impale her with force and push. It made her feel like a tub of lard, to be so fat and to desperately fighting to drink even more.

He slapped her ass, penetrated especially deep and she felt like a pig, a true object made to be fattened, with her hanging fat folds, her large hanging udders and the belly, that was growing closer to touching the floor every time. She wanted it to touch down. And push her fat apart there.

"The moment you stop sucking it down, I will stop fucking you!" he threatened.

And she knew he would, as he had done before.