Here you go daddy have another cookie 😍 I know you want to
I had been trying to fatten you, my gluttonous little twink and had been quite successful. Every extra pizza slice, cookie or pastry led to your greedy arousal which I encouraged as you kneaded and stroked your swollen twink body. I wanted you to associate being stuffed with pleasure.
After dinner one night I found myself red faced and panting as I struggled to undo my pants button. You smiled at me wickedly and I knew why. My own arousal swelled, I was stuffed and a small moan escaped my lips after I undid the button.
"What's wrong daddy. You look a bit excited", you said mischievously smilling widely at me knowing exactly why I was excited.
"N...nothing just a bit...over worked", I said desperately looking for an excuse.
"Yeah I bet thats what it is", you said clearly skeptical of my breathy half hearted response.
My hands explored my stuffed belly and arousal. In my own horny daze I never noticed your own efforts to fatten me up. You has cleverly take your time, taking advantage of my work from home job you plied me with snacks when I worked.
I waddled off to my bedroom after your comment caused me to only get more aroused. Now I am sitting in my bedroom groaning with a stuffed belly about to erupt at the knowledge my own gluttony put me here. I guess the feeder has become the feedee.


















