Chapter 3

12) Dear Sandra,


How is everything? Are you still gaining and turning
more and more in a big pig, like myself? I hope I am
not upsetting you by calling you a big pig, but I
think I am turning into a pig because the only think I
can think of is eating, eating, eating, eating,
eating, eating, eating, eating, eating, eating,
eating, eating, eating, eating, eating, eating,
eating, eating, eating, eating, eating, eating,
eating, eating, eating, eating, eating, eating,
eating, eating …


How about you? I am again 40 lbs bigger and, therefore
I weight now proudly 690 lbs and still getting bigger
every day. Also getting bigger is not easy at my
weight, because I need so much food just to maintain
my weight? How about you? But now, my only goal is to
reach 700 as soon as possible?


My live is definitely changing, with every pound. I
have a hard time moving, or better it is hard for me
to move at all without help? Are you still getting on
your fours to pleasure your husband! We did it now and
than, but I have difficulty keeping my body up with my
hands, no to mention to get into this position. How
about you?


Also, not even in the US, there are diapers to wear
for me and as you wrote I don’t need them anymore.
Everything stays in … even without it, so being fat
has advantageous too.


I found somebody interesting on the internet; her name
is Petra.
Petra is also from Germany and lives in Los Angeles
(LA) for many years. She never had a real job,
although she studied history. She met a woman, she was
very rich and an successful layer, who was a lesbian
she wanted to get married, just to be married in
the social way. When they moved from Boston to LA, she
didn’t find a job and started staying at home. She started to gain weight and they somehow found out that they are feedee and feeder,
just she was the feede. Now she is roughly 500 lbs and he
loves it. I find this story very interesting; we are
writing each other I enjoy that.


Please write soon. Love and kisses.


Carol



13) Dear Carol! I am so glad to recive your letter, i’ve missed you! Hope we’ll write to each other often since this moment. Oh yes, I am fully turned in a «big pig», and I like it. I’m not upsetted by such a nick at all, we huge piggy queenies can be proud with it : ). But I cant say that I think only about food and eating. The very feeling of my fatness and helplessness, babyishness and piggishness is a great pleasure for me too. The feeling and the sighting of my obese body is a bliss too. And the same is for all my bodily life. Its true, my top priority is eating and digestion (and pooping as it natural consequence and result, and then good pooping is necessary to eat healthy and happily, and it just turns me on). But orgasms and arousement are great pleasures for me too. The main new thing is that now I can be aroused and satisfied sexually not by plain sex itself, but only if its added to my eating or pooping. For example I like breasts, belly and pussy massage, but now it makes me really hot only if it is made on me while I am eating or relieving myself. My best sex sessions are as follows: i am stretched in reclining, his sys stuffs my face with food, and he massages my belly and pussy; in the midth of it i begin to produce my poop. Eating and passing my food out, one log after one, with his hand working in my pussy, i get wild orgasms, which I should never get just from plain sex.


It sounds exciting and arousing and inspiring for me that you have given up any control over your poo-poos and wee-wees. But does it mean that you’ve lost the very feeling of your relieving yourself and of the physical pleasures of this process too? If it so, thats pitiful I think. I myself just cant imagine my life without the great bodily joys of my pooping and pissing myself and without the erotic thrill which my toiletings and accidents give to me. The excretion acts of my body are the source of great arousement, pleasure and excitement for me and for my husband in many ways. Sometimes I do really loose control over my peeing and pooping too, but I always feel how these functions are performed by my body, how my pee and poop are coming out through my secret holes, and these feelings and sensations make the great and thrilling part of my life. Just the physical pleasures of peeing and pooping are great by themselves, and the fact that I fully expose the process of my excretion to my lover, or that wet and mess myself spontaneously just for self-indulgence, and the feeling that I am adored, totally helped, praised, caressed and encouraged while doing so, - it all makes me very positively excited and sometimes wildly hot from lust... To say the truth I’m just fascinated by my own body, its toilet activities and the fact that I’m so totally overspoiled, self-indulgent and exhibitionist with them, and so totally accepted and admired with all of this by my lover.


I am still gaining, but very slowly. More I eat, more i poop! I want to be 700 too. Wow, you are fatter than me now! Im sure youll be 700 before the middle of spring.
I like the idea you dont wear diapers anymore and poop and pee yourself naked. Its a real luxury which we fat queenie piggies can enjoy. My hubby said that a naked huge fatty going under herself before her lover is a really beautiful sighting. When i go, he likes to spread my thighs, pussy and ass to see in all details how its is coming out my slit and anus. And does your hubby like to watch details of your relieving yourself?


«Are you still getting on your fours to pleasure your husband?» Yes, but its very hard and sometimes I poop myself just while he pumps me from behind. My body is so bloated that it can answer with pooping to any my strong movement of physical straining. And do you have such accidents while sex?



Moreover, sometimes I even waddle for several steps, its an arousing game, performed for fun. Some mornings I’m helped by my husband to stand up from my bed and to waddle one or two steps to move myself onto my portable toilet which stands near my bed. We do it just for fun to demonstrate and express my fatness and lazyness, not to make my waste going into the toilet bowl. Now I never can reach my toilet seat «in time», before the beginning of my going. In fact I always begin to pee and poop myself just in course of getting up from the bed, so i’m lowering on my toilet seat with the pee already streaming out of my fat pussy and poo-poo coming from my ass-hole... While lowering my body onto the toilet seat and afterwards while sitting on it I just continue to piss and poop myself. Very little part of what I make falls into the toilet bowl, because of my fatness, my ass-cheeks, thighs and pussy lips are too fat to part from each other. However far I spread my knees, all the room between them is still overfilled by folded flesh of my thighs.... Sitting on the toilet I am just overfilling my immense ass-crack with my poop while I pee through my obese unspred pussy lips just on my fat unparted thighs, pressed to each other by their own broadness. So my pee flows by my legs down to my feet and makes a little pool around them... So when I’m done and helped to get up from the toilet, I raise up from the toilety seat with almost all my poop remained spreading in my ass-crack and in between my thighs, and with my legs and pussy leaked with pee, and with a pool of piss just under my feet, having left almost nothing in the toilet bowl. While I’m helped to move back into my bed, sometimes just from the straining of this movement my body suddenly produces the last portion of poop and my pussy slit releases a last squirt of pee through my lips on my legs... I’m propped on my bed, exhausted, pissed and pooped abundantly and very hot, and he gives me an orgasm with his hands even before fully cleaning me.
I like when he digs his hand deeply in my nether fat and teases there my clit and slit, while massaging my belly with his other hand and kissing my nipples, just while I’m sitting on the toilet, pissing and pooping. I moan and fart loudly...


So you see my short trips onto the toilet are not toiletings in fact but our game which expresses and manifestates my fatness, helplessness and my queen-baby-piggy style. Usually I just relieve myself while lying in bed, on my side or in reclining, fully naked without any diapers, but sometimes I have a sponge in between my thighs pressed just to my pussy. This sponge receives my pee so its easier to clean me and change my bed afterwards.


«Are you still walking on your fours or even on two feet?». No, never more. Its too much labour for me even to stay on my fours, I dont perform it anymore. One or two steps with his help very rarely and rolling and moving in my bed (or near it) without even standing up on my fours are all my movements now. I dont make any makeup and never wear any clothing now, but I like to have pigtails too, just as you do!


Petra’s story is really interesting, what goal weight she has?


Now my other questions (besides that if you get pleasant sensations while going). How they lubricate and turn and move your body from side to side and change your pose to prevent bedsores? Do you like your clit, belly and breasts to be stimulated while you are fed? How they clean and change you? What time you usually remain messed and wetted till you are cleaned, and how you accept it? Dont your tender nether holes itch sometimes and what they do for you in this case? What food do you like best? You tell me that your poopoos and weewees are enormous, so how large are they if its possible to be more precise here? How often do you make them? O, so much for this poll: )


Love and kisses.
Sandra.

14) Great to hear from you, looks as our lives a similar,
every know and than a difference, but no major.


Well indeed, roughly 20 lbs. ago, something changed,
all of the sudden poo-poos and wee-wees started to
come whenever I wanted to move myself. Earlier, like
at the beginning of 600 lbs. I was somehow able to
move without poo-poos and wee-wees, but now every
movement I start loosing something. It is hard for me
to move, I need help with everything I do. We have
three helpers from Mexico, three ladies which are
coming in turns. One is for cooking, the two others
for my personal attention. My husband does not have a
lot of time, he is a very busy man and he needs to
earn lots of money to support my lifestyle. I don’t
spend to much time with him.


We added the second person for my personal in the
fall, because of the constant eating and the ultra
high sugar intake; I have a hard time sleeping. I
sleep after I have stuffed myself or I was stuffed,
but after some time I wake up again. But this mode
goes on 24h a day, stuffing, sleeping, stuffing,
sleeping.. and this is the reason I am still gaining.
This somehow the reason I have lost the feeling of
time, is it day of night, do I have poo-poos and
wee-wees, and everything is blurred.


I feel my wee-wees more, since it is something warm
running all over me. I do sometimes force it, for e.g.
when I am washed and my husband is looking and they
lift my fat and than they clean my slit and than I let
it all out. But when I press, I start farting and
poo-poos come. I don’t have any idea how big my
poo-poos are, since I never see them, but sometimes
they must be big because I feel them coming out. I
also sometimes see the logs, when they carry them
away. Yes my husband like to watch, they sometimes
roll me to the side as well.


Well, they simply roll me over; they can’t roll me
over my belly I feel I can’t breathe! They use lots of
baby oil and a hairdryer to get me dry. When they
roll, my big breasts are in the way. They are enormous
and hang like a sack filled with water on me. They
look like as they are growing out all over the place,
they start in the middle of my back; grow below my
arms and than to the front. My chin and my body are
also growing together, I have a hard time moving my
had without help. I need a lot of help, it is almost
impossible to move my legs, I can’t move my belly, I
am able to move my arms. But I almost only using them
to move food into my mouth, sometimes I am helplessly
trying to do other things but I can’t? I have no idea,
what is going to happen when I am 700, 750 or more? My
husband says, since we will reach 700 soon, he set a
goal of 800 by X-mas this year. He asked my helpers
to fed me more.


What do I like to eat, I like cakes, cakes and more
cakes. All kinds of chocolate bars, shakes like milk,
chocolate, they are easier to digest than meat. I like
burgers. I don’t eat anything which is hard to chew,
like steaks. When I eat, very often feed keeps falling
out of my mouth, so I look all dirty with cake all
over my face and stomach! He likes that, when I look
like a pig all dirty! They try to keep me clean, but
sometimes I am overflowing. Especially when I have
eaten so much already but I want more but there is no
space in my body left. Than I get anxious, I start to
cry and ask them to shake my belly and massaging me on
my pussy and my anus, to make space. I explode, but I
normally fall asleep. Than is the time they clean me.
I never accept a minute not being clean, I scream …


Well what are they doing with you?

Well, Petra is only 500 lbs, so much smaller
as we are. I wrote her, asking how it is to be fed by woman.

Love, I would enjoy seeing you!

Carol