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Just let me eat for you. I want you to tell me how much bigger you want me to get. To trace your fingertips over my swollen gut while reiterating how much fatter you've already made me. To squeeze my bulging love handles as you slip more food into my mouth. To straddle me and grind against my softening body while you feed me and whisper in my ear about how turned on you are. I'll be demanding and you'll listen to your fat boy, but I'm still all yours to control. I promise to be good if you are too.
Keep eating…
It looks like you’ve already done such a good job all on your own.
I mean… your shirts barely even fit around that swollen belly of yours and that double chin is just begging to grow.
You’re such a greedy piggy, practically aching for me to fatten you up. I wonder how much faster you’d grow if I got my hands on you. I know you’d look so good with a thicker hang and a couple of popped buttons.
That’s what you want right?
To be my chubby piggy to do whatever I want with.
I’ll stuff that round gut of yours until you’re moaning and too stuffed to move. Then I’ll funnel feed you even more. I’d whisper how pathetic you are, desperately wanting to eat to please me. Demanding I make you my prized piggy, my perfect fat boy.
Be careful what you wish for, the more turned on I get, the bigger you grow.
And of course you’ll be good for me, only good piggies get fed.
—Bella
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Apologies that I haven't read all of your posts/stories, but I was curious how you feel about the following topics: - A woman who becomes a feedee unicorn plaything of a husband and his bisexual wife. - A gal who starts gaining a little weight and is ashamed of it until she ends up joining a harem of ladies who are happily fattening up. She eventually loosens up and becomes a happy total blob just like the other gals and discovers her true perverted self, getting naughty with the other gals, her new master (and/or her mistress) that helps to fatten her. - Some lady who lived a hard early life, likely in poverty or some other condition where food is scarce and being in constant danger. Eventually, though, she meets someone who lets her be as gluttonous, lazy and pampered as she wants, becoming a happy, fat hedonistic woman who has no worries except when's her next meal and eating as much as she wants (which becomes A LOT). Maybe some kinky stuff involved like the previous two ideas but the tragic past and being able to finally relax and indulge is the driving point of the plot.
I love these ideas.
They’re creative and full of potential.
1) Do you mean something specific by unicorn? It’s not something I’ve heard before
2) She gets to live out her hedonistic dreams and the angles are limitless. What do you want most out of this one?
3) This seems quite wholesome :) Survival mode to luxurious pampering
—Bella
I wanna lie to you about how much food is really left for you to finish while you’re blindfolded and already panting and groaning from how much food I’ve shoved inside your bloated, heavy belly. I’d tell you there’s only a little bit left and encourage you so sweetly. Telling you what a good pet you’re being for me and how proud I am of you. Unbeknownst to you, you still have a whole meal’s worth of food left to finish after this one that we’ve only just started.
You don’t know how much you’ve eaten so far, and it feels like you’ve had more than just “a few more bites,” but I’m making you so dizzy with praise that you wouldn’t dare take it for granted by questioning me.
“Just a few more bites sweetheart, I promise.” 💚
I want your jeans to stop buttoning over that soft little belly.
The waistband digging in, zipper straining, that cute little pout when you realize they just don’t fit anymore. No matter how much you wiggle or suck it in, that belly’s taking up all the room, and it’s not going anywhere. You’ve outgrown them, plain and simple.
Then I wanna squeeze you into a cute little sundress, the kind that used to fit just fine …before you got all soft and greedy. Now it hugs every curve a little too tightly, rides up in the back and clings in all the places you can’t quite hide anymore. Especially that plump tummy pressing against the fabric showing off how well-fed you are.
You’ll tug it down, pretend it still fits, but we both know better. It was made for someone smaller, and you’ve been eating your way far past that size.
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How do you feel about the fat girl teasing her feeder for liking fat girls? I fantasize about having my fat crush corner me and confront me about my fetish and then threaten to tell everyone I know about my secret fat attraction if I don’t make her my feedee girlfriend.
‘I know what you’re into.’
That’s what you want her to say, when she finally notices your lingering stares at her straining clothes.
Secretly, you wish she’d grab your hand and press it into the bulge of her thick love handles that you’ve seen grow as she’s fattened up.
I bet you’d want nothing more than for her to corner you.
You look forward to it even.
To feel her softening body pressed against yours, the weight of her belly settling into you as she leans closer, smiling like she’s known all along.
And the truth is?
She has.
She’s been enjoying every second of it.
Watching you unravel as she holds on to outgrown clothes longer than before. Knowing she turns you on in a way no one else knows.
She wants you.
So much so that if you keep her fed and keep her happy.
She’ll keep your secret.
So what other choice do you have than to make her yours?
—Bella
The Midnight Eater
By Be Good For Bella
Summary: A 1,000 word story. Clara’s midnight runs lead her to Big Stack, where Jake’s teasing turns small snacks into nightly feasts. Before long, she’s less of a runner and more of a midnight eater.
Includes: Weight gain descriptions, overeating, teasing
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The Midnight Eater
Clara liked the night best when the streets were empty. Midnight runs had been her ritual for years, her shoes striking quick against concrete, her posture tall, her breath sharp in the cold air. She carried herself lightly, almost proud of the way her body moved, all lean muscle and clean rhythm.
Afterwards she always stopped at a little bakery near her apartment, open at odd hours, the windows glowing warm. A muffin, a slice of pie, sometimes just a sweet coffee. The sugar always felt earned, something she could savor because she had burned the miles.
Then the bakery closed.
She found the doors locked one night, the windows dark. She stood there catching her breath, chest still rising hard from ten kilometers and stared at the sign that said closed permanently.
The streets felt emptier after that.
Until she noticed the neon glow of Big Stack.
It sat at the corner like a trap, open late, drawing in people long after the rest of town shut down. The doors opened and the smell poured out, fryer oil, sugar and meat grease. She had sworn she would never set foot inside. But that night she was hungry and it was the only place still open.
—Bella
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I just need a girl who loves me who also lets me feed her as much as I want
Oh please.
You don’t just want a girl who loves you…
You want a greedy little piggy who will open wide every time you put food in front of her.
Imagine her softening up just for you, belly pressing tight against her waistband while you grin and tell her to keep going.
She’d blush when her shirt rides up but you’d only laugh, patting her growing gut and asking if she’s really full or just pretending again.
And you wouldn’t stop, would you?
You’d keep piling her plate, keep pushing her to take
Another bite, another shake, another dessert…
Until she’s squirming and stuffed, cheeks round and belly heavy.
That’s what you really want.
Not just a girlfriend, but your own plump little project.
Someone to spoil, fatten, tease… and show off when she finally can’t squeeze into anything but the biggest sizes.
Tell me I’m wrong ;)
—Bella
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Teasing #5: Back Again
By Be Good For Bella
A 1,000 word teasing.
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Summary: You tried to pretend like this isn’t what you’ve always wanted. It doesn’t matter how many times you lie to yourself, you’ll always come back. Look how much you enjoy it.
Includes: Teasing, encouragement, degradation, stuffing, force feeding and spice
Teasing #5: Back Again
You thought you had escaped it.
But look where that sent you, right back to me. Right where you belong.
After a few weeks of eating healthier and trying to exercise more, you lost a little. Just enough to start lying to yourself again.
Those tight clothes that hadn’t fit in months got just a bit looser didn’t they? Such shame when you’ll be bursting out of them soon.
It’s a cycle this little piggy will never escape. I don’t think you even want to. I know I don’t want my little piggy wasting away.
I hand you the phone and sit beside you on the couch.
Two double cheeseburgers, one fried chicken sandwich with extra mayo. Large fries and chili cheese fries, mozzarella sticks, onion rings, chicken tenders and a tub of sauce. A milkshake… no two. One vanilla and the other peanut butter. Two apple pies and a slice of chocolate fudge cake.
And I made you read every bit of it out loud.
Each greasy detail spilling from your mouth as your stomach tightens in anticipation. You hold the phone, hand trembling, reading every humiliating word of your own gluttony. Your cock is already hard by the time you finish, just from the act of listing the food you’re about to be stuffed.
You’re a joke.
A pathetic thing trained to get off on submission and shame. And this is what you’ve become. A growing boy who eats and cums for someone else. You don’t eat for hunger. You don’t get off for pleasure. You exist to be used.
I can’t wait to see you when you finally stop denying yourself what you want.
Why did you even try to stop? The gluttony, the greed, you’re too desperate for it. You’ll always end up back here. Yielding, hungry, hard and letting me feed you into something unrecognizable. You can lie to yourself all you want and pretend it’s just a one time binge. But I know the truth.
This is your nature.
This is your future.
A growing little piggy…
Don’t you ever forget that.
The food arrives fast. You stare at the bags like they hold your fate. Because they do.
You haven’t even taken the first bite yet and already your belly is peeking out from your shirt again. You lost a little weight, sure. Just enough to squeeze back into clothes you had no business wearing but that belly’s still there. Rounded, soft and pushing into your waistband every time you sit.
I know your classmates see it. I know they see the way your shirts cling at your thick gut, the way you fidget when the buttons strain.
They see it.
Just like I do. That soft, greedy shape swelling back into place.
You haven’t escaped anything. You’ve only delayed the inevitable. And now you’re going to be stuffed until you burst. Just like how you truly want to be treated, piggy.
I shovel the food into your bottomless gut, stuffing your cheeks full and laugh as sweat already starts to form on your temples. Every bite makes you breathe harder just as every swallow makes your gut heavier. You eat and eat and eat, and I don’t stop. I feed you one food after another, pressing fries to your lips that are smothered in cheese, forcing them past your mouth as you groan through another mouthful.
You’re red faced and leaking by the time you’re halfway through. Your cock bulges under your belly, twitching every time I call you what you are. My growing pig. A swollen, submissive glutton who gets hard just from being fed.
I press my hand into your stomach and feel the bloat. You moan. You’re too full already, but I’m not finished. I dig my fingers into your belly, watch it jiggle under the pressure, soft and warm. You look like you’ve gained five pounds in twenty minutes.
Because that’s what happens when you belong to me.
I kneel between your thighs and you can’t even look at me. Not with your belly hanging over your lap like that. Not with your cock throbbing, slick and needy from nothing but shame and food. You try to lift your gut to give me access, but you can’t. It’s too heavy now. So I do it for you. Gripping the weight, pressing it back into your body as your cock bounces free.
You’re already dripping.
I lick the head slowly, tasting the salt on your skin. My tongue drags under your cock while my other hand strokes the underside of your belly. I kiss the fold where fat meets hip. You twitch like you’re going to cum already and I don’t even have you halfway down my throat yet.
You’re so easy.
So ready to give up everything the second I touch you. I use your stomach as leverage, pushing into it, making sure you feel every pound that’s come back. You’re supposed to be better than this. You said you were done. But look at you now. Harder than ever. Fatter than ever.
I take you deep, spit slicking your thighs as I move faster. Your hands grip the last burger, too full to grab my hair. Your belly shakes with every thrust of your hips. Your breath comes in gasps and grunts as your overfed body struggles to stay upright. I grip your thighs and drag my tongue in long strokes, sucking your cock like I’m starving and you’re just another indulgence.
And you are.
You cum hard. Thick and desperate, crying out as your belly lurches forward. I don’t stop. I let you twitch in my mouth, overstimulated, used, undone. I stay between your thighs, licking up everything you spilled, while your body trembles under the weight of your own failure.
You sit there. Spent. Stuffed. Red faced and wrecked.
And I reach for the pie.
Because you’re not finished yet.
Be a good piggy and come for me when you’ve finished reading this.
—Bella
Cheer Up Chubby
By Be Good For Bella
Summary: A 2,000 word story. A cheerleader gets a taste of Big Stack and finds herself constantly going back. She can’t stop eating… or growing, no matter how much she denies it.
Includes: Belly stuffing, weight gain descriptions, tight clothes, denial, teasing, slow transformation, subtle sabotage
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Cheer Up Chubby
Lauren’s sneakers tapped against the pavement as she walked, her cheer bag swinging from one shoulder. Her uniform clung tight from the heat, white and maroon fabric stretched across her toned body. Her crop top stopped above her belly button, showing off the flat skin beneath. Her pleated skirt bounced with every step.
She looked like she belonged on a billboard.
Blonde hair pulled into a perfect ponytail, legs glowing from practice and an expression that said she knew she looked good. She had just finished two hours of conditioning and jumps, and her stomach was growling.
Lauren passed Big Stack and the scent hit her hard.
Fried meat, buttered buns and something sweet underneath it all. Her mouth watered. She usually avoided food like this, but she figured after that workout she deserved a treat. Just this once… afterall what’s just one cheat meal?
The door swung open and heat poured out. The air inside smelled like melted cheese, fryer grease and sugary bread. Tables were full of people eating slowly with their shirts rolled up over bloated bellies, gravity pulling their overfed guts between their thighs. Around her, everyone’s cheeks were stuffed full with food, grease shining on every face.
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—Bella
Size Up & Blow Up
By Be Good For Bella
Summary: A 2,500 word story. The more Jennifer sizes up, the more she grows and the hungrier she gets.
Includes: Belly stuffing, weight gain descriptions, tight clothes, magic weight gain
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There was nothing wrong with Jennifer’s body. At least, that’s what she told herself as she stood in front of the mirror Saturday morning, eyeing the way her once favorite jeans pinched into her softening hips.
Her office job wasn’t exactly strenuous. Eight hours a day, hunched over spreadsheets, snacking with coworkers who all looked like they hadn’t seen a treadmill since high school. At first, she’d resisted the shared boxes of donuts, the post meeting pizza slices, the late afternoon burgers. But eventually, she gave in, just like the rest of them.
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Soon, your stomach stuck out past your tits and was slowly widening further. Your thigh gap was gone, and they were slowly touching more every day. You felt as if your center of gravity was shifting as your ass blew up and your hips flared out, making you clumsier and prone to knock things over with your newfound flesh. Your face was softer, rounder, cheeks a little puffier, while your chin got chubbier, hiding your once sharp features.
The Roommates
By Be Good For Bella
Summary: A 1,000 word story. Brooklyn keeps you sweet, soft, and always stuffed. The baker in her knows how to make a belly rise, but even she can’t escape the effects of gluttony.
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The Roommates
You didn’t think much of it when Brooklyn moved in. She was a sweet, quiet girl that always offered to pay for snacks and takeout on late nights. She always made sure the kitchen was always stocked, even creating a snack cupboard.
Your favorite though? Her baking.
She baked endless cakes complete with rich sugary frosting. Brooklyn always needed a taste tester and you were more than eager to do it.
At first, it was harmless. A cookie here, some cake there. You’d sit on the sofa together, swapping stories and laughing, barely noticing how fast the bowls emptied. If anything it felt nice, comfortable.
But the late nights added up.
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—Bella
