Chapter 5

He had hot dreams that night, was sleeping restless, was preoccupied by his belly.

When he woke up, he felt horny and wound up, had an erection that did not go away anymore and when he was in the bathroom, he realized that he an appointment with a friend and was late for it.

He rushed to his pants, put them on and couldn’t close them anymore.

The shock did not last long and was replaced by lust, magical, incredible and yearning lust as he examined his belly.

He was masturbating already when he entered the bathroom to check out in the mirror what he knew already: He was in fattening mode!

His belly had grown visibly. It had done that before, standing out taut after a big lunch, but this time it was different: it was soft and getting softer fast. His belly button was sinking into the growing fat rim around it, fat folds are starting on his sides and his breasts had grown too. His face was fuller and the double chin was larger.

“I am getting fat!” it shot through his head.

And the fat flab jiggled more, it was incredible hot.

He felt so good, more sexual than ever.

He prepared some food, some pasta which he loved, and let it swim in olive oil.

He couldn’t even go out, his pants did not close anymore, he had gotten too fat for them!

It was all so arousing. Nuts, crazy, but so magical and wonderful.

He felt this expectation in his gut, in the belly fat, like a pregnant woman must feel. He was fat pregnant!

He sat down at the computer and read her mail, while he was eating and stuffing himself, feeling his gut, how it was hanging out of the pants.

“When you are reading this, I am missing you already very much and I wish you would have stayed with me and let me take care of you and start your beautiful fattening process, help you gain and push you to gain, as I know you need it.

I have been doing myself these days to the sight of your fattening body. You make me so wet, when I imagine that it is my task and privilege to fatten you up from the thin man you are today to the huge sagging tub of lard that you will become.  You should feel it in your belly, know that this is the truth. I am your feeder and I can feel all this and I know it is true. Please come to me right now and lets start your journey.

If you are still scared, scared to become a fat man, know that it will happen anyway. You will probably fatten slowly, fighting every year to keep the pounds off, doing diets and then realizing that the 10 pounds you lost afterwards grow back and take another 10 of their friends with it.

You and I know, you are a pig, made to grow fatter. That is why it arouses you so much. You can’t help it, it is your nature. It is amazing that you have resisted it so long, but now is the time for you.

Let me take care of you, I know what you need. Instead of growing slowly and accidentally, let yourself be fattened up by an experienced feeder like me. Why not help it along, and speed up the fattening? And have fun with it.

And I am sure you want to make a woman wet with your growing fat, every male feedee needs that.

And you are making me wet!

And now come to me, I am ready for you!!”

He got so horny that he felt he would ejaculate at what he had just read.

He ate till he had this pressure inside his belly and then left his apartment. But not before sending her a mail, as reply:

“I am coming over to your place, please ready all the equipment for me!”

When he rang her doorbell, he was nervous.

She opened the door and was in a red bikini. When he saw her, he had the most magical of moments. Like every feedee he had to show his feeder his status, where he was at, how he had been prospering. Automatically, he lifted up his t-shirt, showing her his belly. She inspected it, could tell that the fat was growing.

She touched his gut everywhere, felt the fat, how jiggly it was already and realized that for a man he had very soft skin and had a wonderful predisposition to be a fatty. She knew from experience that skin that soft would likely produce wonderful cellulite and an early hanging gut.

“Wow, you are growing nicely! I love seeing you fattening up from being so thin.”

And she knew also that he would not just get a huge gut, but that the fat would distribute more around the body, make him grow wider and wider and create love handles and rolls of fat everywhere.

She kissed his gut, found his navel and start putting her tongue into it, it was so wonderfully jiggly and soft. She could tell that he was made to be fattened up.

She could tell that his navel would grow huge and deep as he fattened, like a funnel.

“Oh, I can’t wait till you are fat enough to be allowed to have sex with me!”

He got an erection from that, knew that he was in the right hands.

She had prepared and soon there was a pizza delivery boy at the door, bringing 3 super large pizzas.

“I ordered for a family of 6, 4 hungry growing children. And that is where you are going, weighting as much as they would”

She fed him with the pizzas, first very fast, made him wolf down as fast as he could, then when he started to get full, she slowed down and massaged his growing gut.

“I am pretty sure that you will be able to fit all these inside you!”, she exclaimed. He did not, he was sure they would not fit. It was just way too much.

When he had finished 1 ½  of them, he felt so bloated and inflated that he thought he would pop. But when he had eaten 2, he knew that that had been an illusion, since he now felt a distinctive different feeling: A pressing inside his stomach, that was stronger than he had ever felt it. When she kept feeding him, it increased and he felt like he was slowly being pumped up like a balloon with a lot of pressure. He got so horny when she started to gently massage his belly and for the first time felt the fear of bursting. She gave him a blow job, and he continued eating, because he knew he had to, otherwise she would stop.

It was impossible, how much room he had inside him. He felt so much like a pig, like he was born to get fat, like this was his special skill. His stomach yielded to the incredible pressure and grew. She played around with his anus, touched it with her hands and then, when she kissed it, and he felt her tongue lick it, he came explosively with the strongest orgasm ever. He knew at that point that these strong orgasm would be condeming him to gain, to become obscenely fat, that he could not stop.

She had found his secret spot, the forbidden dangerous place for him. The stuff of his dreams, that he was horny and scared at the same time of a place he dared not go, his archilles' heel.