chapter 5

5 - Chatting with a feeder

‘Hey! I’m kinda a new gainer looking for some advice if you wanna chat.’

It was the first message Barnie sent to a feeder online. In the last month since his stuffing experiments he had dived in to explore his new kink online. The world of feeders, feedes, and all the variety of kinks contained in the fetish was wild. There were muscle gainers, maintainers, encouragers. Then there were the submission and domination types, the living pigs. Some even wanted to become so fat they were immobile. It was a flurry of ejaculations as Barnie worked out exactly where he fit in. So far at least the teasing kink was strongest, he had the nurse to thank for that, but he also found the idea of himself getting fatter incredibly arousing, or rather, being forced to get fat.

Barnie’s submissive side had developed as well as his belly had in the last months. He was near two hundred these days, something he only got to check at his weekly visits to the campus health clinic since he didn’t have a scale. He dreamt of a feeder using something personal against him to fatten him up, taking away his control and turning him into their obese sex play thing.

Barnie exercised his kink by reading weight gain stories on fantasy feeder and all over, finding one writer who's stories turned him on more than any others. Secret fattening, coerced gains, blackmail. The way Zykar wrote, it was like he was in Barnie’s own head, variations on the kink he had never considered were played out and made him cum over and over.

‘Mmmmf,’ Barnie thought while reading one such tale. In this story a college student had been given a serum unbeknownst to him to plump him up. He now had the antidote, but the teacher who did this to him demanded another fifty pounds of blubber before letting the poor boy go. Barnie grabbed his small bit of softness and imagined Zykar being the one to force him fatter, moaning as he felt wetness leak into his underwear.


‘Like that will ever happen.’