Chapter 4

I stood in front of the café where I was to meet Dee. It was down the street from where she worked – she was off today. “I’m craving the apple pies they do in there. Gourmet Cake its called, the pink store. You’ll love it. Their buns are amazing”. I stared up at the big pink store in front of me, suddenly hyper aware of the way my pants were digging into my waist. Did Dee bring me here to feed me again? I watched myself in the glass door, the way my hips swayed outwards, a muffin top clearly visible in the reflection. I was still turned on from this morning when I got dressed. Scrap that, I had been constantly turned on the past few weeks since I started dating Dee. We still hadn’t had sex and I was so constantly horny from the fact she was clearly making me fat and encouraging me to eat more crap than I had ever eaten before in my life. All it took was one look into her deep brown eyes and I was shovelling another spoonful of cake into my mouth, feeling waves of guilt and arousal soaring through me.
Ok that’s it. I cant do this anymore.
I entered into the café and looked around, searching for those curly brown waves over the booths. I saw a tanned arm wave over at me. And then a flash of a big smile.
“Zoe!! Over here!!” I walked over, painfully aware of how small these pants must have looked on me. The tshirt was just as tight and I knew the silver button that kept that pants closed was visibly straining against me. “I was here early so I ordered for you – I got us both apple pies and also a cake to share”. She smiled at me as I stood by the table. I watched her eyes look from my face to slowly sliding down my body. From my boobs pushing out against my bra, the straining silver button at my waist, the curve of my hips and muffin top. “You look great”.
I slid into the booth, huffing slightly as the pants dug into me. “I cant eat all of this Dee. Ive been eating so much the past few weeks I swear I can barely fit into my clothes”. I watched her face for her reaction. I had to find out if she was getting off on this. Again, what are the odds two people into feederism find each other without actively searching? I wanted to make sure I didn’t accuse of her anything that could just be unintentional. Any my horny brain blowing things out of proportion. But CMON. All we’ve done the past few weeks is eat and eat and eat and I feel like I’m about to explode out of these pants.
“But you love food!! Zoe don’t worry about it I think you look amazing, better even. Who cares if you’ve put on a few pounds, we’ve had so much fun these past few weeks. I love watching you eat you always look so happy when you have a mouth full of cake.” She grinned. No fricking way. This bitch is definitely a feeder. She picked up a fork and cut off a massive slice of cake. “Here, try this. Its so good”.
I opened my mouth as she slid the fork into my mouth. It was so good – creamy and thick. I swallowed the massive mouthful and leaned back in the seat. I put a hand on my stomach and watched her face. She followed my hands movement and watched as her mouth opened slightly. I rubbed a hand across my stomach. “Ok fine. But its your fault if I cant button my jeans in the next few weeks.” I sat up straighter and let my belly push out against my top, feeling the already struggling button strain more. Dee blushed as she stared at my tummy. “Pass me the rest of that cake”.


After 10 days and 3 pounds later, myself and Dee were sitting in her apartment. It had been a wonderful evening – we went to a local restaurant and ate loads. And loads and loads and loads. And a bottle of red wine. And then dessert. And then more wine. I don’t think I ever laughed as much in my life. Or ate as much. I was tipsy at this stage as I lay back on her couch. My stomach was bulging out of my dress, I spread my legs wide to give myself more room, leaning backwards to offload the weight of my full stomach. Dee sat beside me, wearing a low cut white top and black skirt, someone still looking slim while I felt like I had gained 2 stoned in the past 2 hours.
“I really like hanging out with you Zoe”. Dee smiled at me, her brown eyes twinkling. “I really feel a connection with you. You’ve made my life so much more meaningful these past few weeks. It feels so special when we hang out”. She gently placed a hand on my thigh, her thumb making gentle circles on the inside of my thigh.
I smiled, feeling myself getting turned on by her gentle touches. “Me too Dee. I’m really falling for you too.” I leaned in slowly and our lips touched. She tasted sweet. Her hand slowly slide up my thigh and rested on my waist. I was so conscious of the extra fat that wrapped around me. Dee gave it a gentles squeeze. “You ate a lot this evening, I can tell”. She gave my stomach a gentle pat. God I felt about 20 stone. “I love seeing a girl eat well”. She wrapped her arm around me and then used her other hand to cup my other hip. “You’re really filling out. If I didn’t know better I think you like this extra weight”. She kissed me intensely as she ran her hands over my stomach and back to my hips. “I know you’ve put on weight since we started seeing each other and I want you to know that I find it so so attractive.”
I moaned into her mouth. “You keep feeling me. I cant help myself”. I leaned back into the couch further. I was so horny I felt like I was going to explode. Dee slowly moved her hand from my hip back to the inside of my thigh and made her way upwards, slow gentle movements that made me breathing heavily. She began kissing my neck as she touch the sweet spot between my legs. My head rolled back again as I moaned.
“Oh wow, you’re so wet. Good girl. I know you’re really enjoying this.” Dee rubbed my clit in gentle teasing circles until I came, so quickly and intensely that I had to cover my mouth from shouting.