Chapter 26

My girlfriend hadn’t had sex with me in two weeks. I tried to tempt her by binging myself into such a pathetic state that I could barely see. But instead of the horny fascination from before I got a look of disgust and contempt.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes. Are you ready?”

“Yes. But is he ready?”

“Hmmmm let’s see.”

“Are you ready piggy?”

Chloe grabbed the new roll at my side.

“Ooooo someone has been busy.”

“Oooo I want to see.”

She jerked my shirt up.

“Oh no poor piggy can’t control himself can he.”

I bit my lip.

“Stop it.”

“Awwww is piggy embarrassed?”

“Oooo I think he is aroused.”

“Maybe you are right. Does it turn you on?”

“I think it does.”

“Oooof can we get on with it.”

This was starting to be a whole new level of sexual frustration. One that was causing me to fall deep into old habits. Except this time it went further than taste and stuffing. No no this was different this was night after night of me eating as much as I can and only then could I masturbate. This wasn’t about the food anymore. It was about the humiliation, the gaining, the sheer lack of willpower and loss of control. I wanted to give in completely. I couldn’t get hard now without being somewhat full. And it wouldn’t be long till I would have to be stuffed.

“Open up.”

Until today I didn’t know what an enchilada was. But after half a casserole dish of creamy chicken enchiladas I definitely knew. It was filling and delicious. It was similar to chicken pot pie. It was definitely going to pack the pounds on. Or at least I hoped and feared it would.

“Good boy.”

They clearly meant business today. Enchiladas, quesadillas, tamales, and burritos. All of that was now sitting in my belly.

“Urrrrrrrp oooof.”

“Mmmmmm he looks so big.”

“I feel so heavy.”

Chloe rubbed my stomach.

“Of course you do. All that heavy fatty food just sitting in your belly.”

“It’s just gonna make you grow.”

I was trying to finish the enchiladas. I knew some of it was on my face. My chipmunk cheeks were full. My belly was maxed out.