New Daddy

Chapter 1 - Prologue: Closure

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//Hey, guys. So, i decided to write something for self indulgence, hope whoever is reading enjoys it but also knows that my consistency with keeping the story updated is not a "will do" but its actually a "Wanna do". I hope i can finish it cause i do enjoy writing and will be my first sexy WG fiction ill write. Last thing is: English is not my first language so i might get some words wrong, and about grammar... ill do my best, since i can forget or not pay attention or even missclick stuff since im writting from my phone :D. Hope yall enjoy!

!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!
Be aware that this fictional story might contain some projecting, even if its not 1:1 subjects, its still a bit of cope. The story might mention directly, indirectly, intentionally or not some triggering stuff like: family issues, mental health subjects and similar stuff, gas, a bit of the nasty part of an +600 pounds guy's metabolism (not exactly in a sexy way for most people) and also eating disorder. So consider if youre really OK to read. I wont be showing true fatal health issues and i will romanticize extreme obesity for the sake of the kink and my wish for it to be true. Also remember to read the tags, thank you.
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My parents gave me 10 days to find a place to go, or else they'd dump me to live on the streets. "Peter, if you dont find a fucking place to be, youre out anyways, i dont have a gat son, and if you think you are, then youre not my son." Said my father five days ago. I only have 5 days to find a place to live or else i wont be able to... well, live. And worse, i wont be able to get fatter...
Yeah, since i was little i had a strange feeling that i should be fatter, and i always felt strange in the presence of fat guys all my life. Later, when i became a sexual individual and started to sink my frustrations in masturbation and porn, i found out about gaining and feederism. That made my cock so hard. Today im a bit chubbier, around 250 pounds but its not enough, i wanna grow more... but how?
I started to post everywhere things like "Anyone interested in a roommate?" Along with things i do and dont do... felt like searching for a job really. Now its almost midnight when i receive a message... from FeedR, a site focused on gaining and all that stuff i talked about earlier.

"Hey, saw your post about a roommate, im not exactly interested in that specific dynamic but i could let you live with me. What do you say?"

Then, i see the profile. A man around his 40s, bearded, short salt and pepper hair, handsome and, the weight... 380 pounds. Damn he is hot.
I send:

"Hey, damn, i would love to, im in a hurry and honestly im accepting any offer rn. Wym by dynamics? Like a landlord instead of roommate?"

He responds almost instantly:

"Yeah, a mix of both i guess, not exactly in need of a roommate, so lets go with 'landlord' as the title for now. We can discuss further once we're in person! And no need to pay rent too, my house is big, an extra person living here wont bother me in any way. Even less if the person is as cute as you, boy ;)"

My heart skips a beat, I wasnt expecting that but im down for it. And if the guy is a scammer or a psychopath, or both... i was going to die in the streets anyways, he can end my misery earlier.

"Oh, im flattered, okay then, just send the info and when i can move then its a deal! Thank you so much, handsome!" I send to him. And after that he sends me the address and says:

"You can move today if youre able to, sooner the better!"

I get really enthusiastic all of the sudden. I'll finally get out of this hellhole to live a better life. Or die trying haha... yeah lets see how it goes.
I get my bags and fill them with some clothes, essentials, phone charger and other stuff I might need. After its all done i let a not in the front door:

"I wish you all well, but as much as i know its not a good thing... i wish you feel guilty. You wont see me anymore. Goodbye.
P."

A tear roll down my face as i stick it to the door. I dont know if its anger, sadness, frustration... guilt. After that, my uber finally arrives, i go through the door and i close it for the last time.
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