Faaaat

Chapter 1

My brother Avi and his wife Annat came to pick me up. They took me to a boarding house where my nephews Motti and Roy are vacationing with their grandparents.

I always suspected Annat of being a feeder and part of the feederism community, as after I went with them to the Red Sea where they were absolutely not embarrassed and clearly tried to fatten me up, although, I was not against it. And also, I always suspected that Motti, one of my nephews, was also in the subject. Actually the same thing, after that trip to the Red Sea, where he encouraged me to finish eating, and said something like “Eat and eat, don’t listen to anyone! You will be our fatty, a soft round ball.”

One might, of course, think that it was just children's comic poems, but Annat clearly took much more food than even an adult eats. And the food was clearly not dietary, you’ll not find them on a hotel in Eilat, but I was already shiny from the huge amount of fat.

But it was a recent case that justified my suspicions and proved that Annat is really a feeder, and Motti is really part of this community. Annat was a woman from Moroccan origin, which means food is very important and the meals must be big and tasty. Annat herself is a voluptuous woman with prominent personality and know how to convince people, she was for sure the feeder. Avi was not thin before he mate her, but after eight months of marriage he surely got slightly fatter. Soon enough, they were hanging out with me, and while I was a bit chubby before meeting his wife, the last months had significantly effected my evergrowing figure.

So, the road was long, we drove for about four hours. After driving for two hours, we stopped at a fast food place. It was not McDonald or Burgers Bar, it was something not particularly popular. There Annat ordered herself one hot dog, Avi ordered himself the same, one hot dog, and then, without asking me anything, Annat ordered hot dog, Sandwich and another cheeseburger. Then we sat down at the table. At first I thought it was two dishes for each of us, but as it turned out, no. Anya ate her Hotdog, Avi ate his, and everything else was meant for me. Avi left without saying where to.

And then it began.

Annat sat down closer to me and watched contentedly as I gobbled down the burgers I bought for her for both of my already slightly self-fed cheeks. I dealt with the hot dog quickly enough, and then, after fiddling around a little longer, I dealt with the sandwich. There's a cheeseburger left. And then the waitress came with more food, but it was already very difficult to eat. I hardly could eat anything but Annat encourage me to chew. I was tired of chewing and swallowing so much. Then, Annat understood from my pitiful look that apparently I was deflated and could no longer eat. Then she, kindly and kindly, asked me to finish eating. With great difficulty, I was able to cope with half the burger, but my mouth refused to chew any further. Then Anya looked around, apparently to understand if no one was watching us, and then sharply and quickly took the burger in one hand, my jaws in the other and pressing on some place, my mouth automatically opened, she quickly took and stuffed the rest of the cheeseburger in my mouth. Then, shaking off her hands and looking around again, she said, “It would be like that right away.”

She got up and went with me, still chewing the food, to the car. To say that I was in severe shock at that moment is an understatement. At that time I was both scared and incredibly happy, but at the same time, I was ashamed of something. It’s difficult to describe what I felt when she simply took and stuffed almost half a cheeseburger into my mouth, but it was an unforgettable and, perhaps, pleasant feeling. I drove the rest of the way tired, such fast food and such nutritious food exhausted me. On every bump I felt my tummy jumping and the fat on my cheeks, sides, tummy and thighs shaking. A very pleasant feeling I must say.

We arrived at the boarding house. Motti immediately came to me. To say that he has recovered is a lie. He really got fat. His large, incredibly soft belly peeked out from under any clothing. His butt was almost the same size as beach balls, only it was all covered with cellulite, but more about his appearance a little later. Having met me, he immediately offered to go have something to eat, but his Grandmother and Grandfather said that first Motti would show where they live and tell me what we are doing here. I left with my nephews and the adults stayed chatting among themselves. Most likely Grandma and Grandpa didn’t allow us to go out to eat because they thought I was out of the loop or something like that. Well, their room was ordinary. Wooden floors and walls, incredibly soft bed, TV and balcony. They were mainly engaged in eating something. Sometimes we went to the pool or local pond to swim, and after swimming, we went back to overeating.

Watching their routine I was thinking that if I would live like this for a month, I would definitely grow even bigger.

After chatting with Motti, I finally went to eat.

It was already evening, time for dinner. I didn’t sit at home doing nothing all this time, I was also eating too much, therefore, Motti and I especially stood out from all the people in the boarding house.

The two of us walked in front and both of us had a tummy sticking out from under our clothes and swayed a little when we walked. However, proportionally, Motti ate much more than me. Arriving at the dining room, I was surprised to find that there was a buffet there! I came and started helping myself to all sorts of different foods. I watched how Motti helped himself to food, even a little bit, and decided that since I was older, I simply had to eat more then Motti.

As expected, Annat came to help.