Chapter 1

I was feeling very lonely in my house. It had been bought by my parents using some money they made from some smart investments, before they passed so I could go to university without any worry. It was one of the last gifts they gave me before a suspicious gas leak had led to the hotel they were in along with several other people going up in flames. It had become a nationwide news story and the culprit turned out to be a spurned lover trying to kill his ex-girlfriend.

Due to depression over the sudden loss and dealing with the issues afterwards I ended up failing my first year and having to repeat everything. A little luckily for me the compensation and inheritance left behind would allow me to not have any worries money wise for a couple of years.

What added to the loneliness I was feeling was the fact I knew no one from the new classes and didn't stay in touch with those from the previous year as I found it difficult to keep up with the talk of the second years classes. In order to avoid the issue of my loneliness I turned to the internet like many others and it was after chatting online for a month that a suggestion was put forward for me to invite a roommate.

I thought over the idea for nearly two weeks before deciding it could be just what I needed to get over my slump and I placed an advertisement locally for a roommate.
My terms were simple;
No drugs beyond what was medically necessary
Preferably working or had reliable funding
No other restrictions with regards to gender or sexuality

The first response was a typical idiotic guy who thought he was everything and acted like I was there to serve him and so he was rejected. The second was a gothic looking guy with a hint of drugs around him and so I rejected him too. This was followed by two different girls but I could tell they looked down at my average looks and so I chose not to accept them.

The guy I ended up accepting was of average looks like me, he didn't seem overly outgoing but friendly enough to chat with and so I accepted him as my roommate after chatting for an hour. Within two days he had moved into the second bedroom and we spent our first night sharing a pizza while playing games on my console. Our skill levels were about the same and so we never really ended up with a clear winner that night and it didn't really bother either of us in any way.

The following three months were good for me as I found myself very happy with my roommate and we were very close friends by now. Thanks to this I was able to get above average grades in my coursework allowing me to relax a bit towards my classes and actually make a few more close acquaintances amongst my classmates.

It was after a early finishing class mid week that I learned something new about my roommate. He had left his laptop in plain view and the webpage showed he was logged into a website for those who liked fatter people it showed his profile page his likes and dislikes and a introduction that said;
I am interested in growing bigger myself to the point of near immobility and would like to meet someone willing to feed me 24/7. My current job doesn't allow me this freedom and so I would gratefully depend on my feeder for everything in my life and follow their every wish. I hope I am lucky to find the right person on this site and would love to hear from you.

To say I was shocked was an understatement as I never expected this side of my roommate, after thinking it over for a bit I realized that he had often taken more than his fair share of our food and while not overly skinny he did have a small belly on him. He was limited in his gain by the fact he worked in a hotel handling the bags of guests which didn't pay that well and gave him a daily workout.

I took note of his profile information and left to give the impression I saw nothing. Arriving back at the house at what would have been the normal time I greeted him like normal and asked if he was interested in ordering in tonight. His enthusiastic confirmation let me know just how much he was interested in gaining and when I accidentally on purpose received double the order. He willingly ate more than I did and to the point it sent him to sleep.

I retired to my room and started to research the website I had seen earlier. I soon made my own account just to get further access at first but then I found myself getting sucked into the various stories. I looked through my roommates profile in detail and learned that his favorite stories were about the immobility of the main character, being fed by guys and there were two that included the feminization of the main character.

My favorite were those that included feminisation and I ended up dreaming quite vividly that night of doing just that to my roommate.

The following morning he looked a little ashamed at falling asleep on the couch then followed it up by snacking on the leftover pizza after offering me some. I went to class like normal and found myself looking at the girls and guys around me and wondering what they would look like overfed and growing. It became obvious to myself that I was hoping to be my roommates' feeder and I decided to plan his future out very carefully.

I started simply so as not to force the issue and cause my roommate to run, I contacted him through the website as someone interested in helping him grow and as such over the following weeks we got to know each other again. I learned he got introduced to the culture back then by a slightly chubby girl friend of his back in his hometown. He recently learned she was currently married and unfortunately had suppressed her desires for the sake of the marriage and felt sad for her.

He also chatted about me, his roommate being a pretty good guy, that he hoped I would be his feeder but doubted the possibility of that happening.

I managed to get him to send me a couple of photos which showed under his clothing he had more fat than I thought and it didn't all settle on his belly. His current weight at 5ft8in tall was 170 lbs. He had the initial features of man boobs and his butt looked rounder and softer than a normal guys.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't turned on by my roommate and what I could turn him into and so I made the suggestion that he try to get me too order in more often and let me know the result.

It took a day for my roommate to take action and that week we started having takeaway every other night. He used various excuses including our empty fridge, laziness, gaming night and it being the weekend. Each meal left him full, holding his tight belly and smiling with a strong desire for more. When he told me online I approved of his approach before suggesting that he needed to increase his snacking and he instantly agreed. He promised to inform me of the results in a week.

My roommate's idea actually turned out to be fairly clever as he started baking quite openly as a new hobby and would frequently taste test his creations. I would take one or two on a whim and it became more common for him to have huge batches of cookies in the oven all day. This along with frequent takeaways soon raised his weight from 170 lbs to 184 lbs. Online he sent me the updates to which I showed approval and followed by asking about the stories he had favorited which included feminisation in them.

His answer was that he actually greatly preferred these types of stories but unfortunately found the amount online were limited, unfinished or unrealistic. He told me that he would love to have big fat boobs to fondle and have his partner suck on. I suggested maybe he should explore this just a little by wearing panties underneath his male clothing. He went quiet for a couple of minutes before agreeing and logging off to order them.

His package arrived three days later. I paid attention to the delivery and signed for them. Seeing me holding his packages he was very flustered as he took them off me before looking at the plain packaging and thanking me for getting them for him. Over the rest of the week I could tell he was getting used to the new underwear as after fidgeting that first day he seemed to relax more but still constantly adjusted his clothes to make sure nothing showed. I knew this because he followed up with me online and even sent some pictures of the tight pink, black and red panties on his growing body.

I didn't need to suggest matching bras as by the time he approached 200 lbs he bought them himself with the reason being his chest was bigger. As his already meager funds were growing smaller I suggested he ask his roommate for help. He agreed and took a couple of days to ask me, the reasoning he gave me was he needed a few things for his classes and the hours in work had been cut. I acted out the part of reluctance before eventually agreeing to transfer five hundred into his account.

He smiled and thanked me sincerely before leaving to order a few things. Using the money he found a secure website and bought testosterone blockers for six months. He told me online that according to research he had done his body in response to the lower testosterone his body should be feminized and this would aid his gain a little as well.

He was right in his research. As time slowly passed his weight became more noticeable to me. His chest stuck out in his clothes much more than before and his butt began to stretch the limit of his trousers. His belly was bigger, softer and gradually was lifting his tops allowing an occasional glimpse of his panties of which I approved.

By summer I had done more than enough to start my second year with ease and so had my roommate after a little more effort towards the end of the university year. My roommate was just over 225 lbs and filling his recently bought B cup bras quite nicely. Thanks to his use of blockers he looked slightly feminine in the face, swung his widening hips and butt a little with each step and gave the impression of being neither completely male or female.

I deemed it a good time to force a confrontation on purpose when I opened his package by accident to find a make up set he had told me about online. He cried a little before calming down and then very openly explaining his actions over the last few months. I listened before stopping by simply stating his profile Id. I told him what happened back then and why I had it from him then I hugged him tightly while whispering in his ear. Does my little piglet want some food?

He looked at me, blushed, nodded quietly and immediately took out his phone to place an order from his favorite place. He was a little excited as we waited for it to arrive, I gave him many reassuring smiles and he gave me many shy ones in return.

After accepting the delivery we began our first feeding session and with each forkful I saw him relax into himself and even begin to moan a little. This session was seriously turning him on and me too. I began to massage his swelling belly as we neared the end of the meal and his only response was to sigh, hold my hand with his and open his mouth for more. On finishing I gave him a kiss on the cheek, told him he never had to hide himself for me and carried him to my room and held him as we slept.

He woke up blushing after realizing I held him before getting up telling me he would be right back and leaving with a smile. It took him approximately twenty minutes to dress up as my girl. He wore a dress I didn't know he had, had some light make up on which looked just right and asked very demurely if we could go out on a date.

To help my feeder girlfriend on her first date out we traveled a couple of miles to a nearby city. I held her hands with happiness as we visited many clothing shops to buy and expand her growing wardrobe of female clothing. Of course some were oversized and loose enough to allow her to grow into them with the passing of each weight milestone.

The next milestone we both agreed on was 250 lbs and we started things off with a bang by heading for a buffet for lunch. We got many looks as I fed her plateful after plateful of fattening, greasy food. But they couldn't deny my little piglet was happily eating it all and giving me unhidden looks of desire between each bite. After a huge slice of cheesecake I helped her back to our car enjoying being able to hold her growing and soft body against mine. Once we were both sitting down in the car I turned to her, held her face in my hand and kissed her with a passion long in the making. She tasted sweet and returned my passion with her own, after ten minutes I pulled back and looked her in the eye. She blushed and said with a hint of dark desire let's go home.