joined 13 years
The idea to get treated with some animal fattening hormones that are used in industrial feeding and my feeder loving how I fatten up and giving me more and more of it, till I can't stop eating and my belly starts getting huge and my stomach overstretched and after having gained 200 pounds, I want to stop and find that the hormones have messed up my fat metabolism and that now I gain, no matter what I do and my feeder confessing to me that she is totally aroused at my unability to slow down or stop and that she did not want to scare me but actually wants to make me immobile and can't wait to force feed me, at which point my fattening rate would go though the roof and my belly would hang down to the floor. I run away, feel my mobility going away, have already trouble walking, my belly to my knees and wobbling and jiggling like a massively fattend up porker-pig and she telling me that there is no turning back and that I will gain anyway and why not speed up the process? She is rich and I will be able to get around on a special scooter. That she really wants to fatten me up hard and see how fast my belly would fatten and that she can't wait for my gut to hang down to the floor and that I should just try it out. And I can't resist, try hard and then one night, meet her and tell her that she can go ahead and fatten me freely and that I realize that no doctor could help me, and that I would just be miserable, that it is better to get somebody that loves super fat and can take care of my special needs for fattening. She confides in me that she has always had a thing for pigs and humans that are like pigs, that were born to fatten and can't stop, which is the hottest thing for her. The sex is fantastic, but carries a price of tons and tons of fat, because she feeds me till I think I will explode every time before sex.