Skinny/fit to Obese - Sexy Teasing/humiliation.

Chapter 1

Wow. Whoever knew someone so skinny could make such a pig of themselves!
Well…you used to be skinny, didn’t you? Now look at that softness covering you all over. It hasn’t crept up to your face yet, or been too noticeable. You can still hide that you’re becoming a really gluttonous fatty. But only just, and not for much longer.

I can see how chubby you’re getting as you stuff yourself. I think you tried to resist it at first, but couldn’t stop yourself and letting go. And now look at that bloated body.

It’s like someone has started inflating you like a balloon. It’s plumpened your torso, upper thighs and arms…people have to know something about you is changing. You like flirting with the fact that someone could start to notice soon, don’t you? You can pass off any hint of a double chin as just being a bad angle. Your clothes keep getting tighter…but really, you like that feeling of tightening. You can suck your growing gut in around certain people if you need to. The beginnings of rolls and bulges are starting to show though.

Parts of your clothes are stretching tightly over certain areas. It’s only a matter of time before people start saying something. Maybe not to you. But they probably are already, because you look thicker and fuller. They’re probably relieved that you’ve got some meat on your bones…or they were at first. Now you’re really starting to get chunky.

Your belly button is deeper, which may seem easy to hide. But the soft flesh around it bursts further forward every day. At first it was only visible though thinner fabrics, or t-shirts. Then you started adding more layers of clothing. But you’ve been adding little layers of fat, too. You can’t help it. We can see that deep belly button under sweaters now, too.

You think your belly is only a little pot belly. Cute. Small enough that it’s your secret? Not now. You’ve started trying to figure out whether to wear your gut above your waistband, or below. You could kind of tuck it in before. But now it puffs out no matter what you do. And you can tell yourself that no one can really tell…oh, but we can now, piglet.

You think that you can just lose the extra weight any time. You can stop whenever you want. So why haven’t you yet? Haven’t you noticed the mildly amused glances that people make as they scan you up and down?

I can see your ass getting rounder and jiggling…like the rest of you is. Does it feel good as your thighs rub together? I bet it turns you on.

You’re in denial how obviously plump and round you have become. Everyone knows. You’re going to become such a butterball before you even realise how far you’ve descended into your own hedonism. But we can all see it growing every day.

And so is your pleasure in being so soft and plump. It looks and feels so good on you. No wonder you want more. You look so content when you’re stuffed full up and feel like you can’t move. You’re going to feed yourself up to that point, you know that, don’t you? When your fat genuinely starts making it hard to move. When you can feel all the excess fat wobbling all over you, and it starts to get in the way.

Being stuffed with your belly firm but adding softening layers every day, having it rubbed, pinched and squeezed…you think you can stop and work it off any time. But what if it becomes out of hand, or too far? I think you’re a little bigger than you realise, but okay. I’m sure you can stop whenever you want…you certainly don’t want to now though, do you, chubby?