Proper ownership. Sometimes a collar is needed to help her learn that she’s yours. And sometimes a collar is needed to remind her that what comes next is up for you to decide. The thinking is no longer in her hands. But that’s okay. Some tightness around the neck will make that mouth open eagerly. I’ll put what I want inside.
(Warning- was feeling a little masochistic when I wrote this, hehe. May not be for everyone. Strong themes include forced feeding, Master/sub, bdsm. Enjoy!)
Taking a deep breath, she lifted the final spoonful. With a slow and heavy arm she raised the morsel to her lips. Slowly her mouth opened. Exhausted by her previous efforts, she paused briefly. Her stomach felt stretched beyond anything she’d ever experienced before. Her whole body felt heavy under the strain. Never before had she eaten so much. She had stuffed herself so full that she could feel it everywhere. Hell, she somehow could even feel it in the back of her neck. And she knew exactly who to blame for her current predicament.
“Come on, baby,” he cooed beside her. “Just one more mouthful. You can do it.” It had been his idea to go to his place for date night. It had been his idea to order Chinese. And it had been his idea to get the ‘Imperial Feast’. Only what he hadn’t told her was that she’d be eating it all on her own!
He hadn’t had to push too hard to start off with. She hadn’t had much to eat that day and was starving when the food arrived. She’d eaten through the first two bowlfuls with gusto and had began to slow at the third. But he had been there with a comforting smile and an encouraging word, and somehow she’d slowly sailed through the next three bowlfuls. And when her tummy had started to gurgle and tighten, he’d been there with a soft voice and a belly rub or pat to help her stomach expand.
And now here she sat. One mouthful away from completing an entire Imperial Feast. She could see all the empty containers on the kitchen bench to her right. A sense of accomplishment rose up within her. And as she pushed the final spoonful into her exhausted mouth, she heard a cheer go up beside her. He was so proud of her! She had done it! An entire Imperial Feast in one sitting. As she swallowed, he rose to stand beside her. Leaning down he kissed her passionately, his hands moving to either side of her now massive belly, gently cupping the weight there. “I’m so proud of you, baby,” he murmured, his eyes shone with a sparkle that made her melt. Gently his hands moved to cup each cheek. “And for doing such a great job, I’ve got a surprise for you....”
Too tired to move or even question what the surprise might be, she simply nodded as she watched him move into the bedroom. Running a hand over her now protruding belly, she took his absence as a chance to massage her belly. After a few minutes of waiting for him to return, her eyes slowly began to close. Completing such an enormous task had made her slightly dozy. Resting her hands on her very warm tummy, she leaned her head back.
Not quite nodding off to sleep, but not quite being fully awake either, she started to rouse as she heard a soft chuckle above her. Soft hands gently pulled hers aside from her tummy and started to rub her belly. She felt someone straddle her legs, and feeling a familiar feeling brush against her thighs her eyes widened instantly! It was the rigid hard surface of a funnel. And not just any funnel. It was her arch nemesis, the funnel gag.
Her mouth widened as she saw her boyfriend, in full Master mode, dressed in his sleek black button up shirt and black jeans. A sense of dread descended upon her. He only wore black when he was feeling particularly sadistic. “Hello, little ‘piggy’, did you miss me?” Master asked with a sarcastic sneer across his darkened features. With an evil twinge in his eye, he started gently stroking the cheeks of the perfectly fattened piggy before him.
And that’s when piggy realised. This had been her boyfriend’s plan all along. To feed her up until she was so full she couldn’t move, couldn’t resist. And then he’d unleash his sadistic side upon her. It was all so perfect. And piggy felt ashamed that she’d been so easily tricked. “Aww, what’s the matter my chubby lil cupcake?” Master asked, as his stroking changed to gentle poking. “Did you just put two and two together?” The piggy’s cheeks flamed red. She tried to move, but between her overfilled stomach and her Master’s muscularly toned body sitting on top of her she couldn’t move. “You’re not going anywhere, little fatty, until I’ve finished with you.” Reaching around, Master quickly and effortlessly raised the front of piggy’s top and moved it to behind her head. Effectively trapping her arms to her sides and providing unobstructed access to piggy’s soft belly.
Moving quickly and without pause, Master quickly strapped the funnel around piggy’s face, inserting the gag bit straight into her mouth. The piggy tried to struggle against him, but it was useless as the tip of a dripping jug of gainer shake quickly connected with the funnel. Slowly Master filled piggy’s mouth and throat with the creamy, gooey substance, filling up any space that piggy might’ve had left in her super stuffed stomach. Master’s spare hand slowly skimmed the surface of piggy’s sensitive stomach, turning piggy on as she inelegantly chugged the super sweet slop. Closing her eyes, started to enjoy the sensations. It was just so easy to focus on her Master’s ministrations instead of the painful stomach stretching. His soft hands glided over her tummy and her bra-covered breasts, causing a pleasure overload that made her seem to chug the smooth liquid down almost mindlessly. She didn’t even have to think. She didn’t even have to.....wait...was piggy mindlessly eating...like...like a PIG?!
Piggy’s eyes flew open at the realisation. “YES, my little piggy,” Master encouraged, seeing the realisation of her predicament hit home for piggy. “That’s it, just let your thoughts go, let all your thoughts go, become my little mindless piggy, just eat and grow, eat and grow,” Master encouraged as piggy closed her eyes again in humiliation as her cheeks flushed with heat. She was becoming everything she never wanted to become. And what horrified her the most was that she was starting to like it!
After piggy had finished her gainer shake, Master wasted no time in stripping piggy to her pigskin, tying her up hog-style and fucking her up the ass, right there on the coffee table. As Master came all over his piggy, piggy found another sensation begin to build. Tears began to build behind piggy’s eyes. The humiliation was just too much.
When Master had had his fill, he simply dumped piggy’s face and left piggy lying on the coffee table in a quivering, blubbery mess. But, thankfully, just a few moments later, her boyfriend reappeared, back in his normal apparel, with an even prouder look upon his face. Gently he untied her, wrapped her in a blanket, and settled back on the couch with her. His talented hands brought her to a gentle orgasm as he recounted his night with his piggy, to his piggy. After which, she gently fell asleep in his arms.
A slight groan escaped her as she turned over and greeted the new day. She couldn’t help it. Her body felt heavy and slightly limp, as if she’d exhausted herself with exercise. But she hadn’t had she?
As the memories of the previous night started to pop into her mind one at a time, a smile started to form on her face, and her hand instinctively moved to her belly. Yep, the remnants of the previous night were still there, proudly protruding.
It had started innocently enough. Being away on vacation has its effects. The healthy food and daily exercise takes a back seat to food that tastes ‘oh so good’ and exercise that isn’t nearly as taxing. They’d spent the day walking the beaches, and visiting the various attractions deemed acceptable for every tourist. They’d had lunch at a beautiful cafe right by the water’s edge, as then napped in the glow of the afternoon light from their holiday apartment. As night approached the only reasonable thing to do was to order in. And that’s when it began.
“You know,” he started with a cheeky grin on his face, “there are so many good places to choose from on this delivery app that I don’t think I can choose just one.”
“Oh really?” she asked, catching the glint in his eye.
“Oh yeah,” he replied approaching her. “There’s pizza and burgers. Chinese and Thai. Mexican and Greek. Pasta. Seafood. Dessert. I don’t think I can choose. What do you think tummy?” he asked as he knelt before her, running a hand over her chubby belly. She couldn’t help but giggle. He gasped in mock surprise as if her stomach had just replied to his question. “You want it all?” he spoke to her belly before standing up to talk to her again.
The idea of another stuffing was too good to resist. As his hand moved across her belly, she remembered how big and distended it had become from the last stuffing she’d had. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as she remembered how good it felt to feel full to capacity, to feel his firm hand expertly bringing her comfort as he rubbed her belly, to feel her added heft move and sway beneath her from all the food she’d eaten.
A wicked and knowing grin started to spread as he realised his plan had worked. She was about to give him exactly what he desired, again. But this time, he wanted more. Oh so much more. “You know,” he said innocently, “I know what you like. Why don’t I just order for you?”
After that the food started coming, and it didn’t stop til the early hours of the morning. She ate her fill and then ate again, snacking in between each course. With his constant encouragement and gentle teasing, she pushed her capacity well beyond her normal limit and successfully achieved her first all-night binge. Her stomach looked like a beach ball by the end of it, and as she rolled uncomfortably into bed he made sure they were both sexually sated before she fell asleep in his arms.
Hearing her wake, his hand made its way over to her stomach. He saw the smile on her face and he knew exactly what she was thinking. “I bet you can’t do it all again tonight?” he whispered in her ear before kissing her cheek.
“The hell I can’t!” she replied.
A wicked and knowing smile spread across his face once more. This was going to be a vacation to remember.
She gently awoke to the not so distant buzzing of the blender. For most people, the sound of a blender in the morning meant a green or grey sludge with a gut-wrenching after taste with a promise that it’s ‘good for you’. But this little piggy knew differently, and it brought a smile to her face. Stretching slightly, she rolled to her side, and with a groan she heaved her heft out of bed. She giggled slightly as her massive belly bounced gently, simply from the act of getting out of bed. Before she had met him, she had always been disgusted at the concept of carrying such weight on a daily basis. But now, as she passed by the mirror, she couldn’t help but stop and lift up her pajama top, and lovingly run her hands over the softened expanse that was her belly. The belly that he had given her.
Walking into the kitchen she found him finishing the familiar shake. Humming along to a song in his head, he turned and greeted her with a smile, before promptly pulling the jug from the blender base. As he walked toward her, jug in hand, she started getting excited. It wasn’t everyday that he made her a shake in the morning. She was just about to ask him what was going on, when he quickly lifted the jug straight to her lips. Without a word and not even bothering to get a glass, he started pouring the thick concoction straight into her mouth! Fast!
Reflexively, her hands shot up to either side of the jug, terrified that at the angle he had it that it would spill everywhere. She leaned her head back and quickly chugged the super sweet gainer shake at speed, focusing all of her energy on not letting a single drop spill.
What she hadn’t noticed was that his hands had left the jug long ago. She was so focused on the jug and the shake that she didn’t even realise that the force with which she was trying to keep pace wasn’t even there anymore! She had, unknowingly, become the master of her own undoing.
With a slight smirk he moved to her side, admiring his creation. It had taken a lot of hard work to get her to the point where his encouragement was all she needed to indulge in her hedonistic gluttony. Suggestions for seconds had turned into wordlessly watching her finish the entire family meal. An offer for icecream now meant that she’d finish off the entire tub. And it didn’t matter what time of day it was, he could find her mindlessly either munching on snacks or looking for them, morning, noon and night. He had awakened her feedist desires, and had watched her blossom into the perfect feedee he had always wanted. His own little fatty.
His hands moved gently to her side and to her belly, feeling her newly formed width. “Yes, my little piggy,” he murmured appreciatively in her ear. “Eat your morning slop.” He could hear her moan, and he chuckled gently as he watched the sweet sludge roll down her throat. He knew that she was loving this as much as he was. Together, they had loved watching her grow. How every new day seemed to bring a fresh layer of flesh and fat. They loved testing her stomach’s capacity, both in one sitting and over a period of time. But most of all, they loved how hot their love life had become. He loved feeling her ever-increasing softness, and she loved all the new attention she was receiving. And neither of them wanted to stop anytime soon.
As she finished her shake, she could feel her surroundings slowly come back into focus. She blushed as she realised her mind had escaped into yet another hedonistic haze. It was only now that she could feel her feeder standing beside her and not in front of her. It hadn’t been him that had set the incredibly fast pace, it was her! She could now feel his hand gently rubbing her massive belly, and with slight embarrassment realised it had been there for more than just a few moments. It was as if she were waking up from a momentary blackout. And the realisation alone made her blush even harder.
She lifted the jug from her lips as the final few drops landed on her tongue. “I’m so proud of you, darling,” he murmured in her ear, before collecting the jug back from her and setting it on the nearby counter. “Are you full?” he asked, seemingly innocently.
“Oh, yes,” she replied sweetly, a protective hand on her belly as she felt the inevitable motions begin to bubble under the surface.
“Good,” he said, leaning over to gently kiss her on the cheek. “Now go get dressed or we’ll be late.” A confused look crossed her features. “Oh, you don’t remember, do you?” A dark smirk formed on his lips. “We’re having brunch with Joe and Charlotte.”
Realisation hit her like a mac-truck, and shocked her to her core. She had just swallowed an entire weight gain shake! And now she was expected to do brunch with two of the snootiest most stuck up people on the planet! Not only would that mean that she would have an entire belly full to begin with now, but it meant she was expected to indulge in polite conversation and overall manners in a public place without burping a storm from the extra gas from the shake that even now threatened to erupt. “Told you I’d make this morning fun,” he murmured darkly in her ear, as his promise made the previous night suddenly reentered her thinking. “Oh, and don’t forget our deal,” he tossed over his shoulder as he walked back into the kitchen. “You match me plate for plate today or it’s weight gain shakes for you for the rest of the week.” She lowered her head into her hands. This was going to be a long morning. And, she feared, week.
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