Chapter 1
https://whyp.it/tracks/231297/youre-too-far-goneThis is a teasing weight gain POV that features public humiliation, tight clothes and breaking furniture, reactions from family and friends, and more! There is also a text version of this story that I uploaded here a while ago, but I really think this piece is better read than heard and I love the way it turned out!
Thanks so much for listening and I hope you enjoy! I've posted the audio to Whyp and I'll also leave the link below:)
https://whyp.it/tracks/231297/youre -too-far-gone
Unfortunately I couldn't upload the entire audio because there's a time limit on Whyp, but you can check out the about me section of my profile here on FF to find it!
Thanks so much for listening!
I'll include a tiny little teaser of the text version below:
Do you ever think about it? How you’ve completely ruined yourself, completely ruined your entire body because of your sick fantasies? And I mean actually think about, not just when you're stuffing yourself with more fattening calories or when you're getting off on how huge you’ve made yourself.
Do you ever think about the consequences? The fact that you let your fetish take over your life, that your insatiable desire for more food, more fat, and more pleasure has transformed you from a thin, responsible member of society to a sloppy pig who can't think of anything else besides their next meal? You used to have hobbies, interests. You used to be a well-rounded person who had a full life. Now the only thing that's full is that constantly bloated gut of yours.
How could you let this take you over like this? How could you do this to yourself? I know all that blubber is so hot when you gorge yourself, that during your now-daily stuffings all you can think about is how you want more, but I also know you have those moments of regret afterward. When you’ve packed yourself so full that it hurts. So full that your skin is itching as new stretch marks work their way across your near-splitting midsection, that you can’t even roll over and heave yourself to a standing position. When you’re trapped, flat on your back with your belly towering over you like a bloated beach ball. When you can't distract yourself by forcing down any more food. When you’re so full and fat that you can hardly breathe, can hardly focus on anything except the throbbing pain in your overtaxed middle. That’s when you have your moments of realization, isn't it? When you think about what you’ve turned yourself into, the permanent weight you piled on your once small frame.
The first few pounds were nothing, not even notable, but the fatter you got, the further you went. You let your feeding kink corrupt your mind. It's so pathetic, it's so embarrassing that you were too horny to stop yourself from gorging into obesity. Nobody knows you're getting off on this. Everyone in your life just thinks you’re a greedy pig with no self-control. Everyone thinks that you let this happen to you by accident, and they're partially right, aren't they?
You never meant for this to go this far. You never meant for your body to become a walking testament to just how addictive your little kink is. All that blubber forever marks you as a weak, helpless little slut without the willpower to keep their fetish in the bedroom. It just broadcasts how much your feeders are in control of you, how the praise from random strangers on the internet is enough to make you destroy your health. It's like your bloated, wobbling rolls are a fatty collar, forever marking your fat swollen body as someone else's property.....
Contemporary Fiction
Humiliation/Teasing
Addictive
Female
Straight
Fit to Fat
Other/None
First person
1 chapter, created 2 days
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