Backfires

chapter viii

Philbert didn’t know if it was an incredibly boring day of lessons or if he was just too tired, but he couldn’t focus at all. He was so hungry that his classmates started to look like great appetizers. Then he thought that cannibalism is illegal – and, like… gross? – and shook his head in denial.
He was way too hungry to think logically, waiting for the bell to ring was a torture. He just hoped that the noises of his empty stomach would not echo in the classroom.
He started daydreaming about being fat. He could imagine himself waddling in the school corridor with a huge overhang and two D-cup-sized tits. He saw himself smiling at his mates, he wondered if they would greet him by slapping his swollen stomach.
Philbert found himself getting aroused by the thought of it and decided to get his shit together. The history teacher was speaking loudly enough to wake him up from his fantasy realm, and he started taking notes. Soon enough, the bell rang.
It didn’t even stop to ring that Phil was already in the main corridor, ready to assault the snack machines. And then he worried about how people would react if they saw Philbert Beese plunder dozens of chocolate bars and crisps.
He got his phone out and went to Pigler as he waited in line. He decided to control himself. Or at least try.
When he finally checked the unread DMs from the night before, he couldn’t believe himself. He texted around five encouragers. He could remember it now. None of them went further than a “hi” or “I’m good, hbu?”, and Phil could see himself getting smaller and smaller for the embarrassment. He has texted feeders for the first time in his life.
The two girls in front of him moved out of the way, and Philbert got his wallet out. He had a couple of dollars to spend, and he went all in. Even if he was feeling the pressure of the looks of the people in the queue, he was way too hungry. He struggled to get all the food with his bare hands, and when he turned around, this classmate of his checked him and down: “Hungry, uh?”
The guy, Berry was his name, had his arms crossed and these thick eyebrows that made him look very intimidating. Philbert took every remaining self-control cell in his body to not moan in front of him.
“Hungover, man. Way too hungover.”
The guy laughed, showing his crooked teeth. Phil then ran to the bathroom and had his feast. He wasn’t full, not even close, but every bite felt like heaven. He felt like a slave who didn’t eat in years.
While shoving down the last pack of crisps, still sitting on the toilet, he took the courage to go on Pigler and text Carl.

“Do you have any feeder you’d recommend?”
PhilB

Carl went online immediately. Philbert pictured him in his office. Sitting in front of his desk at the Tulane University, smoking a cigarette with his dick out, masturbating while doing a videocall with a blob and checking that his secretary did not come back too early from his well-deserved break.

“Me”
Carlson123

“I mean close to my place.”
PhilB

“Guess you’re enjoying your free ride too much, Piggy.”
Carlson123

Philbert started massaging his dick, still sitting on the toilet.

“The hypnosis is so strong. You lied to me, didn’t you?”
PhilB

“Not really. It takes a couple of days to settle in. Just chill.”
Carlson123

A weird sensation started to blossom in Phil’s head. Something about how maybe the hypnosis was, in fact, super effective and that even Carl was surprised that he got so strong with it. Probably he was just trying to feel less guilty by assuring him that the effects would get less intense in the future.

“And don’t ask me about other encouragers. I’m jealous of my piggies.”
Carlson123

The topic was interesting to the new Piggy. As he finished his last snack, he felt a certain adoration for Carl. He chose him. He could be part of his piggies… but he left him in that small town to rot without any guidance. Why?

“When can I see you again?”
PhilB

“Come to New Orleans and you can be mine.”
Carlson123

Philbert was about to come. He sensed the precum dripping out on his underwear.

“I’m a high school senior, Carl. How can I do that?”
PhilB

The bell rang again, Piggy had to go back to act normal. He didn’t feel full in the slightest, but he guessed what he ate was enough to not let him starve in the next couple of hours.
He trashed all the empty packs of bars and crisps in the bathroom’s can, still waiting for Carl to reply. He disappeared, which turned Phil off so much he felt so out of place in its own Biology class.
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Newaussie 6 months
Great story!
Beginner_belly 2 years
I love the direction this is going. You have a unique voice.
Bbman30 2 years
Hope all is well with you Vernon, I can’t wait to see where this story goes
Dna9123 3 years
Please continue! So far it is a very good story
Bbman30 3 years
I like where this is headed, Carl is clearly looking for a sub and he’s not their, yet. I hope he goes to California
Vernon 3 years
Bbman30 well, she's like /very/ keen on fattening up Phil so I see where you're coming from ahah, but I see it more as a grandma-grandkid relationship!! smiley
Bbman30 3 years
Who is Gertrude?!?!?! She seems very feeder like, does Carl know her?
Canuck 3 years
loving this story! well done setting the scene, can't wait to see what happens to phill next!
Bbman30 3 years
I want Phil to out weigh BBD hehe. I think Phil’s going to go off the deep end and really gain some pounds. Maybe his friend will end up helping him when he realizes he’s to far gone. Which, judge from this chapter he mostly certainly is lol
Stevo29 3 years
I'm loving this story line, from someone who has been hypnotised, I wonder...