Chapter 1
Audio Version to Listen Along: https://youtu.be/scJHnfYHOOc?si=zyc61Ti0KF1xz5yAOk, ok enough. No, I'm serious, I'm done babe. This is actually ridiculous at this point.
No, it is! You just want to take this further and further every single time, I'm not doing this anymore.
Oh please. Stop, stop. When you first asked me to gain weight for you, how much did you want me to put on?
No, don't give me some whole long spiel, just tell me the number. What was it?
Exactly, 20 pounds. You told me you just wanted me to put on 20 pounds and I'd be your dream girl. Then what did you say when I gained the first 20?
No no, you didn't suggest, you insisted I gain 10 more. You told me you could barely feel the first 20 on me and that it didn't count, which was bullshit by the way. I’d already outgrown like, half my wardrobe at that point, and you still wanted more. You always want more. Because after the next 10 then it was 10 more. Then 20 more, and you swore that would be it. And that was 15 pounds ago.
My fault? Are you kidding me? How could this be my fault, how am I possibly to blame for your weird ass fat fetish?
Oh, you are such a dick. I did not. I did not get addicted to stuffing my face, I was just trying to make you happy.
Yes, you.
Well- well, I don't see what that has to do with anything. Yea, ok, people eat during the day sometimes. It's not my fault you weren't always home.
I did not! I did not do any stuffings while you weren't here, why would I even do that? I don't like this shit, I don't wanna be fat.
You’re laughing like something's funny. This isn’t a joke babe, god you are so… what?
You did? Oh. I- I didn't know you saw that.
Well, obviously I know you take out the trash but I didn't know you were going through it to like, stalk me or whatever. That's weird. It's creepy.
Fine! Ok fine, yes I did get fast food delivered like, a couple times while you were out of the house.
You did not.
You did not find an entire empty box of donuts in the trash, that never happened. I would never eat that much for no reason.
Well, I don't know how it got there!
Whatever, you’re being weird. You’re deflecting, you're trying to make this about me when it's really about you. Why can't you ever be satisfied? Or was this your plan all along, you just wanted to keep begging me to gain a few more pounds bit by bit until I look like a hippo.
Oh shut up, I'm serious. Look at me. And try to look with normal eyes, not your weird, pervert, fat fetish shit. Or, you know what, look at me however you want. Cause if you can acknowledge that you're attracted to me, then you can acknowledge how huge I've gotten.
Look at all this. Look at all this gut, I mean I look pregnant. All the weight just went straight to my belly, I can't believe I let you feed me this much. Look at the way it just shakes and wobbles, this is so humiliating. Imagine me trying to go back to my old pilates class.
Oh don’t make that face you freak, I know you probably get off thinking about stuff like that. I'm serious. Imagine me trying to struggle through one of my workouts with all this blubber jiggling all over my body, I'd be laughed out of the room. The instructor would probably have an intervention. And what would my friends say? I’ve been photoshopping my Instagram pictures just so they don’t see what a tub of lard I've let you turn me into, but I don't know how much longer I can avoid seeing them in person. Not that I'd have anything to wear if I did. The last five pounds have made me grow out of absolutely everything and I'm too embarrassed to go shopping to buy bigger sizes. I can't even squeeze into my leggings anymore, and you’re just sitting there with that dumb grin on your face like that's good news. Well, here's some news. I’m done.
No, I'm serious, I'm done.
I don't care, I'm going on a diet. Today. Say goodbye to all the flab you’re so obsessed with.
No, don't try to argue with me. Obviously I know what I agreed to, I was there, but you took it too far. You take everything too far.
I am not projecting!
Oh, oh really? You’re delusional! I do not like this, I don't like any part of it. I don't like all the eating, I don’t like getting too fat for my sweatpants, I don't like feeling my belly bounce up and down when I walk, I don't like being fat. I don’t.
Oh, that's what you're gonna focus on? Yes, my belly bounces up and down when I walk, save that in your spank bank I guess. You know, you are so selfish.
Yes selfish, do you need a definition? It means you only care about yourself. You only care about how you feel, what you want, and what turns you on. You never even asked me if I liked this.
What do you mean, you didn’t have to ask?
Babe, what are you talking about?
Shut up, you did not.
Because I never binged in the middle of the night before you started making me!
Oh yea, yea sure, I'm sure you have evidence.
Wait, what are you doing?
Why are you getting your phone, what do you have…
Oh my god. Oh my god, you fucking creep. You were recording me? When was that?
When last year, be more specific.
No, I don't wanna watch it, don't play-
Pause it. No seriously, pause it, I'm not watching this.
Because why do you even have it? Why did you even…
No, I do not like it.
I don't like it, stop saying that!
No baby, please don't play it again, I don't wanna- sigh.
Yes, I'm embarrassed, obviously, I'm embarrassed.
Cause I'm taking down a large pizza in the middle of the night and I'm burping with sauce all over my face, that's why.
Yea, I know I do that for you all the time but, I mean. I don't know. That wasn't for you.
No, no I'm not ready to admit shit.
No, cause this is still your fault. All this is still your doing, yea that video might be from before you asked me to gain weight, but you're the reason I actually ballooned like this, you’re the reason I can’t even suck in anymore.
And how am I supposed to believe that? How am I supposed to believe that you never would’ve brought it up if you hadn't caught me stuffing myself first?
Please, I've seen your search history. You’re obsessed with fat girls, you would've asked me to do this either way.
What? What does she have to do with this? Yea, obviously I remember your ex.
Wait, you asked her to gain weight too? But she was so skinny when you guys broke up, how did she lose it all?
Ok? Then why bring her up if she never gained any weight?
Well that's the stupidest argument I’ve ever heard. You genuinely think that just because you asked one girl in your past to gain weight and she wouldn’t do it means that the only reason I agreed to gain weight is because I secretly wanted it? What kind of subconscious bullshit is that?
Three? You asked three different girls besides me? Well, how many of them did it?
Oh. Well, that still doesn't mean anything. That doesn't mean I wanted this, that doesn't mean I like it. I was just trying to make you happy, even though you clearly don't deserve it.
Oh, you’re such a dick. I was trying to make me happy? Me? How would blimping out like this make me happy, how would all of this fat make me happy?
I am not.
I am not addicted to food! And if I was, it's your fault. You're the one who never lets me stop eating, you're the one who buys me so much junk, and encourages me, and is obsessed with my body. You're the one who's addicted. You always take it further than me.
One example? I could name ten.
Oh, I don't know, how about the funnel? Yea, that's not exactly normal, is it? You always get so worked up halfway through funneling those heavy cream shakes down my throat that I never actually get to finish one before you drag me off to the bedroom, but your kink is completely normal, right?
Ha! You don't know what you're talking about.
I don't like those sessions as much as you. In fact, I probably hate them as much as you like them.
Oh, I do not get worked up too.
Shut up, I am not blushing! You’re just trying to distract me and change the subject so I'll drop it.
Yes, you are! And I don't even care. Cause I’ll drop it. I’ll drop it alright, right along with all the weight you made me put on.
Huh? What, what's funny?
Oh, fuck you. Yes I could.
Yes, I could lose the weight.
Yes, I could! You know what, I'm gonna do it just to spite you. I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you realize that your little BBW plaything is actually getting back in shape.
Well, I don't know.
Yes, obviously I remember saying that, I just said it like five seconds ago, but I don't need to go to my old pilates class to get back in shape.
I’ll… I'll work out at home. Or I'll go for runs or whatever, I'll figure it out. That’s not even the important part.
Well, wouldn't you like to know?
The important part is my nutrition, that's really the only part of weight loss that matters. And when I stop cramming greasy meals like this in my face, all this extra weight is just gonna fall off. Won’t be so funny then, huh? What are you gonna get off to now, back to the online videos?
Oh haha, trying to diffuse the situation by telling me I look sexy when I'm mad. You know you only think I'm sexy when I'm covered in crumbs and too full to get off the couch.
Yes, whatever, like I am every night. Because of you. Why can't you just accept responsibility?
This again. No, it was not my fault.
No, not partially my fault either.
Wait, no, hold on. You don't need to play the video again.
Babe no, no you don't need to-
Ok, ok stop, turn it off.
Turn it off!
Oh my god, you are so- I’m not admitting anything, just turn off that video.
What do you mean you have more options? What are you talking about?
Oh my god.
Oh my god, I forgot I said you could record that time. You actually kept that?
I did not.
I did not!
I DID NOT- I did not tell you to fuck me like a fat pig, I would never say that.
No, no, no, don't play the video.
I- I just…. Fine. Ok fine, maybe I said that. Once! But I was just really…I mean I was really caught up in the moment, I- I don't know.
No, that doesn't mean I wanted this.
Babe stop, don’t- Don’t shake my belly like that.
Because it’s- just don’t, ok?
No, I'm not ready to admit anything. Are you ready to admit that you tricked me into getting this big?
It was a trick! You said 20 pounds, just 20 pounds! Now look at me. I’m a few meals away from waddling.
Oh my god. I can't even talk to you about this, I can't even describe what a pig you turned me into without you getting distracted by how badly you wanted this. You can't even have a conversation about how fat I am without getting that look in your eyes.
Yes, I know you love me.
Yes, I love you too, whatever.
I know I can tell you anything! And if I liked this, I would tell you!
Oh please, how do I tell you in ‘other ways’? What's that even supposed to mean?
You are so- we do not have sex more often now than we did before, you have no idea what you're talking about.
I initiate things so often cause I like you, I'm actually attracted to the person I’m dating, crazy concept.
Well- yea, it happens to be after stuffing a lot, but that's just cause you're always stuffing me.
No, no I don't need to see the video.
Whatever. Like it or not, all this gut is going away. Soon. I’m so fed up with your fat fetish, I'm so tired of gaining and gaining with no end in sight.
No, I am not still- You are so annoying.
Fine, fine whatever. I’ll finish this meal just because you already bought it, but tomorrow, I’m done.
Babe, I'm serious.
Don’t smile like that, I'm serious.
We’ll see? Huh, yea, you’ll see.
Now pass the garlic bread....
Audio Version: https://youtu.be/scJHnfYHOOc?si=zyc61Ti0KF1xz5yA
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Would love to see an update where she's even bigger & trying even harder to deny she loves it