My Girlfriend's Weight Gain

Chapter 1 - The transformation

On and off over our 8-year relationship, my girlfriend went through quite a substantial weight gain. She was always very greedy, indulgent, and she loved food. Immediately getting with her, knew I wanted her huge. The way she ate food was infatuating, messy and loud. She would burp and smack her lips, without even knowing that I was extremely attracted to it, she would overeat until her pants did not fit. I ended up telling her I'd leave her for a "feedee" because she was not about the fetish I soon described, until a few weeks later when she texted me, " you can stuff me, I'll gain weight for you I promise I'll eat whatever you want me to." She was under strict rules to not work out at all, and to only get out of bed to use the restroom. I weighed her every week, and measured her growing fat body. After the first 10 lb, she was crying when she looked in the mirror. With her broken out oily skin, and hanging fat belly, none of her pants fit. Her crop tops showed her jiggly sloppy gut hanging over her too small pants, Hunter is cellulite filled legs and ass ate up the rest of what was left of the shorts or pants. She was developing armpit fat rolls that connected her hanging fatter tits to her new back fat, and her face was developing chubby cheeks with a sloppy double chin. This is when I made her quit her job, and told her I needed another 50 lb before I helped her lose weight. I feel bad now for this because not only did she never lose it, I created the start of her metal and physical destruction for my fetish. Every day I came home with her gifts, lavish jewelry with anything that could make her forget that she was turning into a pig. Along with the thousands of dollars of presents and makeup, we're bags of greasy cheesy fattening foods that I would shove down her throat. I made her think that I deserved it since I spent so much money on her, It was all a sick brainwash, taking advantage of her greed to get one more night of calories into her growing fat gut. Every day, all the food that I ordered her while I was at work was still scattered all over the bed. Her face was full of grease, and she was growing into something disgusting, unhealthy, depressed, lazy, smelly, and fat. She got to the point where her fat stomach stuffed into her waist bands of pants or shorts, started to look ridiculous. It was almost less sloppy for her to just pull her fat, hanging, jiggly belly over the waistband, but she would only let me do that if nobody was around. For some reason stuffing all of her sloppy new fat uncomfortably into clothes that were clearly too small, made her feel like her old self. She had this attitude like she had not let herself go, and she was just giving me what I wanted for a short period Of time. She was 55 to 60 pounds fatter than when this had started, and I had only bought her new bigger clothes twice, once was without her even knowing. Bottom line, her belly was clearly way to fat for the pants that she tried to stuff it into. When we went out to dinner, or the mall, or anywhere really, you look so uncomfortable in the clothes that she tried to get into. I don't know what was worse or more flat out gross, her fat stomach that protruded out way farther than her sloppy hanging fat breast, uncomfortably stuffed into bottoms that made her look like a stack of tires. That or the rips in the leggings in places that were disgusting, her fat cellulite filled thighs rubbed together all the way down almost to her knees. Her ass, or what used to be her ass, was just now two shapeless, cellulite packed, sloppy sweaty ass cheeks and the messiest looking ass crack I've ever seen. She literally waddled, and all of the fat in her butt and legs would jiggle and bounce around, always eating up her bottoms deep into her thighs and ass crack. The clothes she tried to wear made every jiggly dimple of cellulite completely see through or noticeable, whether it was too small of a dress or workout shorts that she should have stopped wearing months ago. To make things even more disgusting, a lot of her spandex workout shorts or dresses had stains from where she farted and shit came out, I tried getting them out with stain remover but my fat princesses feces was almost impossible to get out of any fabric. I was there for every single time she tried to hide it, farting next to me in the booth, and since she could not smell due to getting covid a year prior, she could not smell her rancid ass. She actually thought that she was sneaking them out, until there were times where we were in more of a private setting like the recliners at the movie theater. I begged her to fart for me, I told her that I knew she was gassy and I liked it a lot when she was a lazy Pig eating, burping, and farting, but she was always very uncomfortable with that. We were sitting in the movie theater recliners one night, where I actually let her buy anything she wanted at the mall, her limit $5,000. I told her she could Max it out with whatever jewelry or anything she wanted, if she let me stuff her to her maximum limit in the movie theater wearing very revealing clothing. I told her she had one more thing that I wanted her to do but I wasn't going to tell her until we were there, and she had to drink a few cocktails as well. A few is an understatement, I got that girl drunk as fuck because I knew that when she was drunk, she acted so sloppy and did what I wanted her to do. When she got drunk, she got really hungry and would really just be infatuated with a man splurging money on her. So wearing her new diamonds that I slowly took off as she sat down in the recliner and started to rub her fat legs and beautiful feet, I told her I wanted her to be an absolute Pig. I wanted her no matter who was sitting next to us, to be a loud obnoxious fat bitch that stuffed her face as well as farting and burping loudly. At first she look at me in disgust, and that she would never do that in public but as soon as she was three drinks in and 45 minutes into me shoveling food into her fat gassy stomach, she hiked her fat leg up over my waist putting her sloppy fat ass in the air. Since we got there before anybody, and they're ended up not being anybody even close to us, I changed her into her outfit for the night. No bra, just a sloppy tank top sundress. I told her she could wear the jacket if she got too cold, but when she hiked her leg up over my lap, I pulled her dress up has she kissed and licked my neck drooling and clearly extremely intoxicated. She said to me that she was feeling like she was going to get gassy and I begged her to give Daddy some gas from her fat ass as I jiggled her sloppy butt cheeks. With no panties or underwear under the dress, her bare, sloppy fat ass completely out and in front of me with her fat ass leg over my waist. She told me she liked it when Daddy played with her butt and asked me if it felt bigger, then she grunted and a loud wet fart rippled from her fat ass cheeks. I don't think she thought it was going to be that loud since she was so intoxicated, but I slapped her ass and actually got up to spread her cheeks and kiss her asshole and ass cheeks begging her to burp and eat and fart more. I told her, " that's a good girl daddy likes it when his babies beautiful ass does that. Just lay there and relax I'll feed you, just get fatter for me and I'll kiss your Royal ass cheeks every time you fart like that And I'll kiss your pussy and tummy when you burp for me. There's nobody sitting by us at all baby let me stuff you until you can't walk." She looked at me with a flirtatious facial expression and biting her lip as she continued to kiss my neck and opened her mouth when she was ready for another bite. " only if Mommy gets some good dick, mommy is so hungry and horny right now. Can daddy just keep rubbing her and pampering her so she can relax and eat? " I fed her two more plates then moved to spoon her from behind and put the blanket we brought over us. I cuddled her as she pressed her jiggly fat but against my waist moaning with pleasure then burping loudly. I rubbed her swollen growing belly as I teased her dripping pussy from behind with my hard dick until she could not take it anymore and ordered me to put it in. Slowly making love in the recliner, she told me to buy her more gifts and to spoil her more because she deserved more. I told her to just keep eating and gaining weight and I would give her anything she wanted, and if she could be sloppy then to do it because it would give her extra. " yeah baby keep eating more, put more fat in that belly and make this ass fatter for your daddy. I want you to be 300 lb baby I'm going to order you another dessert I want to make you so fat, I love the way you lie and I'm obsessed with how do you gain weight please tell me that you will keep getting bigger."