Chapter 5: Delivery of sins

Aliya was sitting in her room, staring at her phone, her fingers trembling with anticipation. She had just placed her biggest order yet from the burger place down the street, and she couldn't wait to see the look on the delivery guy's face when he saw how much food she had ordered.

As she waited for the delivery, she explored her body once again, tracing her fingers over the new stretch marks on her belly and thighs. She was getting exactly what she wanted: a body that was soft and round, with every inch of skin stretched taut over her growing curves.

When the doorbell rang, Aliya practically jumped out of her skin with excitement. She made her way to the door, her heart racing with anticipation.

As she opened the door, as she had hoped, it was the same delivery guy again. He had become her constant companion in the last week in her sexual fantasies. Now she was trembling when she looked at him. Fantasizing about him growing her too fat to fit through the door had consumed her mind too much, as that she could act normal in front of him. He was exactly her type, green eyes and a lean but muscular figure. His sharp features added to his manliness, and she wanted him to grab her and take her inside. She wanted...

He looked at her with a mix of confusion and arousal, his eyes lingering on her bulging belly and thick thighs.

Aliya grinned shyly as she took the bags of food from him, knowing that she had succeeded in shocking him with her insatiable appetite. She felt a rush of power as she closed the door behind her, ready to indulge in her feast.

Little did she know, however, that this delivery guy had a secret of his own, one that would turn her world upside down.

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Aliya had been indulging in her secret fetish for a few months now, and the results were starting to show. Her once-fit frame had softened, her clothes straining against her expanding curves. Yet despite the growing evidence of her indulgences, there was a part of her that reveled in it, secretly thrilled at the thought of growing even larger.

The delivery guy's name was Max, and he wasn't surprised when he received the order from Aliya. He immediately recognized her name and address from the previous deliveries, and couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and arousal. He wondered how much bigger she had gotten since he last saw her.

Max had been delivering her food orders for a while now, and he couldn't help but feel conflicted about it. On one hand, he was worried about the damage she was doing to her body, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but be aroused by her deliberate self-destruction.

Max arrived at the door and he felt a familiar mix of conflicting emotions wash over him. On the one hand, he couldn't help but feel concerned about the way she was deliberately making herself fatter. It wasn't healthy, and he knew it couldn't end well. But at the same time, he couldn't deny the thrill he got from witnessing this beautiful girls transformation. As she opened the door, he couldn't help but stare at her body, which had grown even larger since their last encounter.

As he rang the doorbell to deliver her latest massive food order, Max couldn't help but take in Aliya's appearance. She was stunning, with curves in all the right places. Eyes to die for and the cutest of all faces. But he noticed that her belly was again rounder, starting to strain the once lose pullover. Her hips wer wider and her thighs becoming meaty. Her boobs were starting to become massive, and the sight of this beautiful, young, fat woman made his legs weak. And there was something else in her eyes, maybe a hint of shame at what she was doing to herself.

Max kept his thoughts to himself as he handed over the food, but he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He knew he should be encouraging her to stop, but he couldn't help but be drawn in by the sight of her growing body. Max felt a wave of arousal wash over him as he imagined Aliya getting even bigger, becoming more and more helpless to resist her own cravings. He knew it was wrong to encourage her, but he couldn't help but feel drawn to her, like a moth to a flame. As he handed over her latest food delivery, he couldn't help but wonder how far she would go, how big she would get, and whether he could resist the urge to watch her destroy herself.

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Max was already half way down the stairs, when the feeling to go back and follow his conscience washed over him. This was a once in a lifetime moment where he had the girl he desired right in front of him, and she needed his help. He was determined to save her. He walked back to the door bell to tell her all this, to stop destroying her body. But when she opened her shirt had ridden up, exposing her belly covered with angry red stretch marks. She was already stuffing herself.

Max stood there for a moment, contemplating what to do. Everything inside him screamed to tell Aliya to stop before it's too late, but the sight of her exposed belly covered in stretch marks was too much for him to resist.

"Hey," he said, trying to keep his voice steady.

Aliya looked at him eagerly and surprise, her mouth already full of fries. "Oh, hi" she said, swallowing quickly. "What brings you back?"

Max hesitated for a moment, then blurted out, "I came back because I need to tell you something. I think you're going too far with this...this...eating thing. You're destroying your body."

Aliya looked at him with a mixture of surprise and defiance. "What are you talking about?" she asked. "I'm just enjoying myself. I'm not hurting anyone."

"But you're hurting yourself," Max said. "Look at those stretch marks. That's not healthy. You need to stop before it's too late."

Aliya's expression tensed. "I know it's not healthy," she admits, shame washing over her face. "But I can't help myself. The more I eat, the better it feels. And the more I gain, the sexier I feel." Did she really just say this? Her mind raced. She could not control her words.

Max feels a jolt of arousal at her words, and he realizes that he can't resist his own desires any longer. "I know what you mean," he says, taking a step closer to her. "I've been watching you, and every time I come here with all this", he pointed at the food in her hands, "I see you a bit fatter. And... I can't help but wonder how much fatter you will be next time I see you. I want to see you get fatter. I want to help you do it."

Aliya's eyes widened in surprise, but then, before her stupid mouth would say something she would regret, she just looked down at her food and took another bite. "Okay," she says around a mouthful of burger. "Help me."

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Max could feel his heart racing as he watched Aliya devour the food he was feeding her. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by the sight of her stuffing herself, the way her cheeks bulged with each bite, and the way her belly jiggled as she struggled to catch her breath.

As Aliya took another big bite, she moaned with pleasure. Max couldn't resist any longer and leaned in, planting a kiss on her full lips. She responded eagerly, their tongues entwining as Max continued to feed her.

He felt conflicted between wanting to indulge in his feeder fantasies and wanting to help Aliya, but the arousal was too much for him to resist. Max continued to feed her, not stopping even as she had to take breaks to catch her breath.

Aliya's eyes were closed, lost in the sensation of being fed, her body trembling with pleasure. Max could feel his own arousal building as he watched her surrender to her desires.

After what felt like hours, they finally finished the last of the food. Aliya lay back, her bloated belly protruding from her body, her breathing shallow and labored.

Max knew that what they had just done was not healthy, but he couldn't help feeling a rush of excitement and arousal. He wanted to do it again and again, to watch Aliya grow and indulge in her desires.

Aliya looked up at him, a small smile playing on her lips. "Thank you," she whispered, and Max knew that he was hooked.

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As Max was gently tracing the red lines on Aliya's exposed fleshy belly, she looked up at Max with a lustful gaze. "Take me to the bedroom," she whispered. Max wanting to be a gentleman tried to pick her up to carry her to her room, but he quickly realized that she was too heavy for him to carry.

He looked down at her swollen belly, marveling at its sheer size and weight. Her once-toned body had expanded into a soft, plush landscape of curves and rolls, her skin stretched taut over her expanding frame. He couldn't help but feel both aroused and guilty at the same time.

"I can't lift you, Aliya," he said softly, and she looked up at him with a mixture of shame and desire. "I'm sorry."

She looked down at her own body with a mixture of fascination and horror. She couldn't believe how much she had let herself go, how much she had allowed herself to indulge in her deepest desires. She knew that she should feel ashamed, but all she felt was a burning hunger for more.

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Max hesitated for a moment, taken aback by Aliya's request. He knew that what she is asking for is not only unhealthy but potentially dangerous. But he couldn't deny the intense arousal he felt at the thought of feeding her even more.

Without a word, Max headed to the kitchen and took out a pound of butter from the fridge. He heated it up in a saucepan until it melted into a golden liquid, the smell of butter filling the air. As he brought the pot back to the living room, he sees Aliya's eyes light up with excitement and anticipation.

She immediately took the pot from him and started drinking the butter straight from it, her eyes closed in pleasure. Max watches in fascination and arousal as she gulps it down, her already bulging belly growing even more bloated.

After what feels like an eternity, Aliya finally set the empty pot down and leaned back with a satisfied sigh. Max can see the way her belly rises and falls with each labored breath, her body struggling to process the massive amount of calories she's just consumed.

While he was now deeply concerned for Aliya's health, Max couldn't help but feel an intense desire to see the results of the damage they had just done to her. He knew that what they were doing was wrong, but the thrill of watching Aliya grow even larger was too much to resist.

As the night wore on, they indulged in their darkest desires, their bodies entwined in a frenzy of pleasure. He had never been with a fat woman before, and Jesus, Aliya was not just fat, she was taunt and bouncy. He boobs, her belly, her ass, everything seemed to jiggle and sway as he shook her, making loud clapping sounds from her fat slapping against his lean and muscular body. She grabbed and squeezed her belly tightly while he jiggled it, moaning loudly. He imagined her fat belly exploding and if coincidence or not, just this moment she moaned "make me so fat that I explode". And he exploded his semen deep inside her...

...as the first light of dawn crept into the room, Max couldn't help but feel a growing sense of guilt and shame. He knew that what they're doing was unsustainable, and that Aliya's obsession with gaining weight was spiraling out of control.

As he watched her drift off to sleep, her body heavy and bloated with food. Max knew that he needed to find a way to help her before it was too late. But for now, all he could do was hold her close and hope that somehow, someway, they could find a way to overcome their darkest desires.


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