(Feedee Encouragement) I Love Your Body

What was that, piggy? I couldn’t understand you with your mouth full. Are you getting too fat? What a silly question! I suppose you’ve put on a little weight, but not that much. Now open up!  

Before you ask, no, your shirts aren’t too tight. They’ve probably just shrunk in the dryer. And, those new ones I got you last month, well you know how clothing companies are sizing everything so small these days. Here, have another bite.

What? Oh! That chair you broke yesterday? That was a fluke. Didn’t we get that from a secondhand store or something? It was probably already worn out. Come on, you’re almost done with these donuts.

I’m telling you baby, you’re not even that fat. Lots of people get winded just walking out to the car. It probably didn’t help that we were leaving a buffet. You do get a little sluggish after six plates. And no, six plates isn’t too much. You were just taking advantage of the deal. Simply an economical decision.

I know it said 450 last time you weighed yourself, but I’m pretty sure our scale is broken. Stop worrying so much piggy. You know I’d tell you if you were getting too fat, right? Just trust me.

 Okay, last bite. Then I have another dozen waiting.

Denial

Alright piggy… you’re going to need something to eat while you listen to this one. I assume you already have something, any good fatty would be snacking already anyway. Okay, now I want you to place one hand on that growing, fat belly of yours. Squeeze it for me. Now jiggle it a bit.. that’s it…such a good piggy. Keep your hand there and rub your belly for me during this next part. Use your other hand to grab whatever it is you have with you, and I want you to take the biggest, most greedy bite you can manage. You’re still rubbing that gut, right? Good.. Now hurry up and swallow. You’re going to need to go quicker than that if you’re going to get fatter for me. Another bite now, just as big as the first. You know…  I like seeing you stuff your fat face like this. You’re gonna need to get used to it. Speaking of your fat face, is it just me or did your little double chin get even bigger? Okay, last big bite. Open wide! That’s it… c'mon piggy, finish it all up for me. Eventually you’re going to eat every meal like that, understand? You’ll be insatiable. 

Instructions for Eating

Come here sweetie.. You know what we haven’t done in a while? We haven’t weighed you. It’s been about 3 months I think, and you were… what? 463? I still can’t believe I’ve put over 250 lbs on you. We’ve doubled your weight! Hmm, okay… step back for me. I wanna see if I can guess what you’re up to now. Wow.. you look massive. I got so lucky… you have the best shape and you fill out so nicely with each pound of fat I add to you. Ever since you hit 400, the top of your gut just bulges out. You look permanently swollen. Your love handles disappeared a long time ago, too. Now they’re just lost among your distended middle. Turn to the side for me. Look at that blubbery belly! It’s definitely hanging lower now. Okay… I’m going to guess… 490? Now get on the scale, piggy. Can you even see the number or is that enormous ball of flab in the way? Here, let me help. Oh wow.. I wasn’t even close. You wanna know what it says, fatty? It says you’re 507 pounds. This calls for a celebration. How does an entire cake sound?

500lbs

Okay you guys so this one is going to be a little more casual and hopefully I don't ramble too much! So far I haven't had the pleasure of being a full-time, long-term feeder to anyone so there's quite a few things I wanna do, a feeder bucket list if you will. I guess we can start with the numbers. I would love to help someone gain 100lbs, just so I can say we hit that three digit milestone. I'd also love for them to be at least 100lbs heavier than me. That'll probably come first depending on their starting weight. Of course some of this is dependent on height and stuff too, 100lbs could be a lot for someone but I can't resist those big numbers. I'd like to help someone get to 300lbs, 350, maybe even 400. And when we get there, I want to celebrate with a huge weekend feeding. Maybe set a goal of 15000 calories over the course of 48 hours. That would mean funneling lots and lots of calories into my piggy which is another goal of mine. Even better if I can tie them up. I want to keep track of their gain too... I've always liked the idea of a chart on the fridge that way every time they go for a snack, they can see their progress. We'd have weekly weigh-ins, plot the little point on the chart, then go out for dinner to get a head start on the next week's gain. I'd want my piggy to wear something tight when we go out, just tight enough for them to be aware of how fat they've gotten. Of course I'd want to get a booth because I'm hoping their huge belly would be pressed up against the edge of the table. I want to order for them, or at least order something extra they aren't aware of so when the server brings it to the table, my big piggy pretends to be confused but is secretly turned on at the thought of having an extra entrée. I kinda hope other people in the restaurant will be staring, amazed at my fatty's size and appetite. If they aren't staring then, they're certainly going to be staring when we go to the buffet together. I'd want them to eat at least five full plates, and I'd wanna be in charge of the dessert courses. Afterwards I'd help them waddle to the car and we'd go home for another weigh-in. It might not count for the little tracking chart but I'd curious to see how much weight we can add with a huge public stuffing like that. Speaking of the scale, I'd really love to see my feedee break one... seeing 'error' show up on that little screen would be one hell of an achievement. I'd also like to see them break a chair or two. Even if it means purposefully buying some cheap flimsy thing for the sole purpose of collapsing it. I'd want to record it too, with their permission of course. It doesn't even have to be posted anywhere. I just want to document my piggy's accomplishments for our own personal enjoyment. Now, with how quickly they're going to balloon for me, we'll need to make a few trips to the mall. Of course I'm going to dote on them, be very sweet and encouraging when picking out new, bigger clothes, but I'm definitely going to sneak in a few too-small items in there too. I'll ask them to come out and show me how everything fits, just so I can see how snug that 3XL shirt is now. Well that's about all I can think of for now, I'm sure there's more. You guys will definitely hear about all the other things I want to do with my future fatty when I think of them! 

Feeder Bucket List

You're going to need to put on a tight shirt for me, piggy. And don't pretend like you don't have several sitting at the back of your drawer. I bet you tucked them in there thinking that one day they would fit again. Just maybe you'd be able to gather some self control and stop stuffing your face long enough to lose a few pounds. That's not going too well, is it tubby? Judging by those enormous red marks across your gut, I'd say it's safe to assume you're incapable of being anything less than a greedy pig. Did you waddle over and get that shirt yet? Good. Before you put it on, take a look at the size. Hard to believe you used to be that small, isn't it? But frequently gorging yourself until you can barely move is bound to change a few things. Now, put the shirt on for me... It's so cute watching you struggle. This is probably the most exercise you've had in a while, isn't it? Try not to get too out of breath, fatty. When you pull it down over your belly I want you to pay attention to how the fabric strains against your bloated middle. You might even be able to hear the seams stretching and pulling. Make sure you tug it as far down as you can so it doesn't roll up on its own. Remember, we're trying to hide the fact that you've been completely reckless and turned yourself into an embarrassing blob of fat. Wow... I didn't think it would be that tight. You really blew up. Hmm... wouldn't it be fun to wear this out for dinner? Everyone would be gawking at you as you make your way to our table. I bet the waitress would go back to the kitchen and tell all of the other servers about the huge fatass she'll likely spend all night waiting on. With every plate you finish that shirt would creep just a little further up... the entire restaurant is staring now. One more bite and those seams just might burst.

Your clothes are getting way too small... (teasing + name calling)

Musings about how enormous you are as I wake up the morning after stuffing you.

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