Look at what you've done to yourself, covering that body of yours with a nice layer of fat. And that after you've been resisting gluttony for such a long time. It only shows again that you can't escape feederism. It's such a slippery slope, isn't it? Being tempted by something indulgent and giving in for the first time to experience how it feels.
After your first stuffing, you're hornier than ever before. It's much more intense than what you've experienced before. Does indulging feel even better than sex? You have to get off, so you start masturbating to the thought of getting as fat as the feedees you look at.
The next morning, you notice how your body is slightly softer than the day before. You get wet immediately and masturbate. You're tempted to indulge again, it felt so good. Just one more time and you'll stop. You can't actually get fat, right?
You eat even more than the day before, pushing the limit of how many calories you can devour in one sitting. Why does this feel so good? You feel ashamed, yet you can't help but masturbate again. After you've cum, you realize that you should slow down. You've never stuffed yourself before and now you've done it 2 days in a row. Better stop while you still can.
The next morning, you notice how your body has gotten slightly softer again. Would a normal person pay this much attention to how their body felt and developed? Would a normal person become this horny when they felt new, fresh, soft fat on their body? You masturbate, imagining what it might feel like to have a hanging belly. You manage to eat normal again, yet you can't keep your hands off your belly.
A few days go by, it's time to go grocery shopping. You need to refill the snack cabinet, after you've emptied it within 2 days. You'll be able to ration it, you think. You're already getting horny on the way home, tempted to stuff yourself. Are you craving it already? The second you get home, you start indulging. Instead of dinner, you finish off the snacks before they even make it into the cabinet. Something salty, something savory, something sweet. Every bite sends a rush through your body.
When you wake up, your hands naturally gravitate towards your belly, feeling the new pudge. You move around, laying in different positions and end up choosing one where your belly feels softest. You masturbate again, while groping your own fat. You know you've gained, but how much? Stepping onto the scale reveals that you're up 7 pounds. Your knees get weak, your heart begins to pound, shame and lust course through your veins. You masturbate again.
You're getting addicted to the feeling of feeling new fat in the morning. Just like your body, the craving to stuff yourself at night keeps growing. You tell yourself that it's okay. You're just experimenting with this kink you've had for so long. You'll be able to lose it all when you're done, right? While scrolling through Tumblr, you see a before/after of a feedee and how they went from 120 to 387 pounds, almost 400. You used to be 120 pounds, too.
With every orgasm and every stuffing, you become more addicted to gluttony, without realizing it. Weeks go by, you're up 13 pounds now. Some pants are getting tight, you're ashamed to have let yourself go this much. You're afraid someone is going to ask you if you've gained weight. When they do, you play it off with a joke or even try denying it, only to stuff yourself and masturbate again as soon as you're alone.
You're up 21 pounds. More than 20 pounds? It's time to slow down, maybe lose some weight again. It shouldn't be too difficult to exercise since you're still in shape, right? But a 30min workout can't balance out a 3,000 calorie stuffing. Your stuffings get more depraved. Something about heavy cream turns you on. 1,500 calories per bottle. You could drink one in seconds. You grab 2 of then at your next trip to the grocery store. It's become a routine to buy snacks and some frozen junk food.
One night, your horniness drives you to drink heavy cream. It's thick, fatty, and not as easy to drink as you secretly hoped. You add some sugar, which does the trick for you. The extra calories only turn you on more. After drinking heavy cream, your orgasms feel even more intense after a regular stuffing. Is it because it's so fattening? Is it because you just drank the caloric equivalent of 2 pizzas. That reminds you, you have some in the freezer.
34 pounds. You've outgrown most of your pants, your belly starts to stick out, your hips and thighs are softer and your bras are getting tight. You're getting chubby. Skinny you feels like a distant memory, yet part of you is still convinced that you are. You scroll through Tumblr again, seeing another before/after of that feedee. 120 pounds vs 408 pounds. You get horny, knowing they crossed 400 pounds. Yet you ask yourself: is this a glimpse into your own future?
