Chapter 3 - New home, sweet home

As Aliya finished packing her belongings for university, a wave of emotions washed over her. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness about starting this new chapter of her life. Despite her recent weight gain, she was determined to embrace her true self and make the most of this opportunity.

As she sorted through her clothes, Aliya couldn't help but notice how tight they had become. Her once-fitting jeans now strained against her expanding hips, while her t-shirts clung tightly to her softening midsection. Though she felt a twinge of shame at her recent weight gain, there was a small part of her that reveled in it, secretly thrilled at the thought of growing even larger.

The strange behavior of her stepfather the night before lingered in her mind, and she couldn't help but wonder what it meant. She had never heard of feeders before, but a quick search on the internet revealed the truth. The realization that her stepfather might be one left her feeling conflicted and confused.

As she finished packing, her mother and stepfather entered her room. They both looked at her with concern, and Aliya braced herself for another uncomfortable conversation. To her surprise, however, they both seemed more relaxed than before.

"Aliya, we've been talking, and we've decided to support you in whatever decision you make," her mother said, a small smile on her face.

Her stepfather nodded in agreement. "You're an adult now, Aliya, and it's time for you to make your own choices."

Aliya couldn't help but feel suspicious of her stepfather's sudden change in attitude. She wondered if he had told her mother about what he had seen the night before, or if he was hiding something. A small part of her was even half-jokingly considering the possibility that he might be a secret feeder.

As she moved into her new apartment near the university, Aliya felt a sense of independence and freedom. The nearby pizzeria and supermarket were both tempting and dangerous, reminding her of the ease with which she could indulge in her secret cravings.

As Aliya walked into her first class, she could feel the eyes of her classmates on her. Though she had always been attractive, her recent weight gain had given her a newfound confidence that seemed to radiate from her every pore. The way her clothes clung to her curves, the softness of her body inviting to touch, drew the looks of many, but Aliya could tell they were both admiring and judgmental.

As the class began, Aliya tried to focus on the material, but her mind kept drifting to her secret indulgences. She couldn't help but imagine the looks on her classmates' faces if they knew the truth about her desires. The thought of being discovered filled her with shame and excitement, and she knew that it would only be a matter of time before she lost control again.

After class, Aliya struck up a conversation with two girls sitting next to her. Their names were Sarah and Emily, and they quickly became fast friends. As they walked together to the next class, they chatted about their majors, their interests, and their lives outside of school.

Over the next couple of days, Aliya settled into her routine at university. She found herself eating often during class. One time she even got called out by her professors for the noise she made while eating. She secretly enjoyed the thrill of being watched as she indulged in her secret cravings. The softness of her once-flat stomach now protruded outwards, jiggling slightly with each step she took. Her thighs had become fuller, their once-toned shape now giving way to soft curves that rubbed together as she walked. The added weight in her buttocks caused her jeans to cling tightly, the fabric struggling to contain her new curves. Despite the constant battle within her mind, Aliya couldn't deny the thrill she felt at the thought of becoming even bigger, the pull of her desires stronger than ever before. Even in the midst of her internal conflict, her fantasies still took her to new heights of pleasure, imagining her body growing even larger, her new curves being worshipped and celebrated.

At the mensa, she piled her plate high with food, laughing with her new friends as they joked about how she would gain even more weight. They took it as a joke, but Aliya couldn't help but notice the way they looked at her, their eyes lingering on her expanding figure.

During one meal, Aliya noticed her friend Laura staring at her intently. "Are you okay?" Aliya asked, a small smile on her face.

Laura looked away quickly, her cheeks turning pink. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said, picking at her food.

In the next days, Aliya's journey of self-discovery took her through a myriad of emotions as she witnessed the transformation of her body. Her previously toned abdomen now displayed a softer, rounder belly that gently swelled as she indulged in her desires.

Her once firm and modest breasts had become fuller, their increased weight causing them to sway slightly with her every movement. This new sensation served as a constant reminder of the changes she had willingly brought upon herself, fueling her desire to continue down this path.

Aliya's hips and rear, once slender and athletic, now boasted curves that were plump and inviting. The way her clothing hugged her newly-formed silhouette stirred a sense of exhilaration within her, as she acknowledged that her body was now a testament to her secret fantasies.

As she navigated the complexities of her emotions, Aliya found herself caught between the thrill of her physical transformation and the guilt she felt for indulging in her feedee fantasies. The changes in her body — the fullness of her breasts, the roundness of her belly, and the curves of her hips and rear — served as markers on her journey of self-discovery.

As the days passed, Aliya couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and shame at the thought of nobody knowing how slim she was just a short while ago. The thought of being seen as a voluptuous woman was both thrilling and terrifying, but she couldn't deny the pull of her secret desires.

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One day, as she was walking on campus, she noticed a guy from her school walking towards her. It was the same guy who had seen her friend giggle her belly just a few weeks ago. Aliya felt a rush of excitement and shame as he approached, his eyes lingering on her expanding figure.

She could see the recognition in his eyes as he remembered the last time they had seen each other. She felt his gaze on her, his eyes taking in every inch of her curvaceous body. For a moment, Aliya felt as if she had been caught in the act, exposed for her secret desires. But then, just as quickly as it had begun, the moment passed, and he continued on his way without a word.

Aliya couldn't help but wonder what he thought of her now, knowing that her body had undergone a dramatic transformation in just a few short weeks. She couldn't shake the feeling that he knew her secret, and the thought left her feeling both exhilarated and ashamed.

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Aliya continued to indulge in her secret cravings, often snacking during class and ordering large portions at the mensa with her new friends. They would joke with her about her "food baby" after lunch at the mensa, laughing as Aliya patted her belly contentedly. The thought of gaining more weight both excited and scared her, but she couldn't deny the thrill of letting go of her previous self-image.

Like every day, when Aliya walked home from the mensa, she could feel the weight of the food in her stomach, a constant reminder of her indulgences. The softness of her once-flat stomach now protruded outwards, jiggling slightly with each step she took. Her thighs had become fuller, their once-toned shape now giving way to soft curves that rubbed together as she walked. The added weight in her buttocks caused her jeans to cling tightly, the fabric struggling to contain her new curves. Her ass had definitely become a head turner, and she often felt glances of the people she walked passed fixated on her jiggling and swaying behind. And despite the constant battle within her mind, Aliya couldn't deny the thrill she felt at the thought of becoming even bigger, the pull of her desires stronger than ever before. Even in the midst of her internal conflict, her fantasies still took her to new heights of pleasure, imagining her body growing even larger, her new curves being worshipped and celebrated.

Aliya felt as if her entire body had changed in the past few months. Her once slender frame had filled out, every inch of her body now becoming softer and pliable. Her thighs now had started developing a layer of padding that jiggled slightly with each movement. Her breasts, which had already been large, now strained against the fabric of her tight t-shirt, the weight of them causing her back to ache.

When she walked, Aliya felt now constantly felt ripples being sent through her fat in your belly, ass, thighs and breast. Just like her prominent boobs, her tummy had also developed a slight bounce when she walked. Each bounce sent a little jolt of guilt through Aliya. What was she doing to her body?

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One day, she had eaten three portions of greasy lasagna at the mensa, making a total glutton out of herself in front of her friends. If they had been making cheerful comments in the beginning about her constantfood baby, they had stopped now. She often felt their looks while she was eating, fixated on the tummy that was starting to unfold into her lap. There were whispers behind her back too, and she had no doubt what they were about.

After she reached her apartment, Aliya knew that she had pushed herself to the limit today. All the calories of the Lasagna would definitely leave a lasting imprint on her body. Her belly felt as if it might burst, and she could feel the sweat beading on her forehead. She knew that she needed to slow down, that she couldn't continue to push herself like this forever. But the allure of her growing body was too strong, and she couldn't help but fantasize about becoming even larger.

Once inside her apartment, Aliya collapsed onto her couch, her belly now fully on display. She ran her hands over her soft flesh, feeling the weight of it, the way it jiggled with each movement. She couldn't deny the arousal she felt, the way her body responded to the thought of growing even larger.

As she closed her eyes, Aliya imagined her body swelling with each passing day, her curves becoming even more pronounced, her belly spilling out over her jeans. She dreamed of indulging without limit, of becoming fatter and fatter, until she would burst. And as the fantasies consumed her, she knew that she was powerless to resist.