Name: Feeder Voicemail by ThatShyFFA
Duration: 2 min 16 s
Description: Your feeder dropped off some cookies for you...then devolves into musing about you.

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

I’m so happy you finally hit 400 pounds this morning. I couldn’t focus on anything else at work today. Actually, I should be honest, I was thinking about something a little different. Look, I know 400 isn’t exactly an average weight for a person but… doesn’t it seem a bit small to you? I know your arms have plumped up quite a bit, your hips and thighs are so much wider, and your belly, well, your belly is certainly sizable. But… wouldn’t it be fun to maybe… double your current weight? Ah ah! Don’t answer just yet. Maybe I can convince you first.

 Think about it: 800 pounds. There wouldn’t be a single inch of you that wasn’t soft. My fatty confined to their bed while I cater to your every need, completely dependent on me. Of course I’d have to provide you with food constantly. Your appetite will be never-ending at that point. Just a bottomless pit unable to control their greedy desires. I’ll happily feed you anytime you want, but there’s just something about watching pudgy fingers shovel more and more calories into your chubby face.

 Playing with your fat body is going to be heavenly. Gently swaying it back and forth, waves of fat rippling through your body. My hands sinking into your doughy middle as I struggle to straddle your impressive width. I’d settle for just grinding against your swollen gut, letting you feel how turned on your massive body has made me.

 You’re going to be enormous. Unrecognizable. I’m not even sure a king size bed would be enough for the two of us. We’d have to get something custom made to support your heft anyway, so we’ll just make it a little wider while we’re at it. If that doesn’t work, I could always use you as my mattress, right?

Immobility

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

So you wanna be fat huh? 

It's not just about being fat. You're going to give in to every single pleasurable thought you've ever had. It's like a release. When you're hungry, you're going to eat. And you'll eat whatever you happen to be craving with no consideration for whether it's good for you or not. At first you'll feel a little guilty because you'll be amazed at how much one person can eat when they lose all inhibitions. You'll eat an entire pizza and you'll still be hungry. How is that possible? You barely remember finishing the first slice and then all of a sudden it's gone. Maybe you're getting ahead of yourself... too carried away. But then you'll notice your appetite - and your body - start to grow. Your belly has rounded out, you can grab a small handful now. You don't care that you just finished a whole pizza because you want more. You're not satisfied yet. It feels so good to binge. At first it's just the odd evening. After work you treat yourself to a big meal and turn a movie on to wind down. Then it's your entire weekend. Why not? It's your down time after all. Come Sunday night you realize your kitchen is full of empty boxes and fast food containers. You can't stop though. Suddenly food occupies your thoughts all the time. You're eating everything you ever wanted completely guilt free. The only consequence is that your clothes are starting to get a little snug. That's not a big deal though. You're only a medium, there's lots of room for you to move up in straight sizes. You'll shrug it off and just buy the large tee shirt next time. It's not like you're going to put on that much weight anyway, right? You'll gather some self control soon once you've had your fun, I'm sure... 

What you don't realize is that you've passed the point of being able to stop. That small round belly has turned into a prominent gut that you can't hide anymore. And people are starting to notice. Your family has expressed concern, your coworkers have joked about the stress eating you've been doing. The crazy thing is though... you find yourself more turned on every time someone says something. After that family dinner you stop by two different drive thrus on your way home. After laughing it off with your coworkers you use your break to go out and grab half a dozen donuts, stuffing them in your face before your 30 minutes are up... only to regret not getting the full dozen. 

Now you're stuck in a cycle. Eating feels good. It's puts you in a euphoric daze that you never want to emerge from. All of those calories pile onto your body. You're soft everywhere now. Your new stretch marks and tight shirts are just motivation to keep going. You're growing out of extra large shirts - weren't you just a medium a few months ago? You've become addicted.

You can't tell me you don't want that. Turning such a natural, instinctive act like eating into a gratifying, self-satisfying habit. Every bite that you push past your lips puts you deeper and deeper into a hole that you'll never get out of. Once you've put on the first 30lbs, you'll try and tell yourself you can still stop and lose weight. You'll try and cut your calories, exercise a little... maybe you'll even drop a few pounds. But the cravings are too much. You've become so weak-willed and lazy. It's just so much easier to sit on the couch and stuff your fat face. You love looking down and noticing your lap is disappearing under a roll of fat. You can't explain why but it makes you feel desirable. You're spoiling yourself; overfed and happy. You're feeling stimulated in a way you never have before. This is exactly what you were meant to do.

So you wanna be fat, huh?

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

Good Morning

Me describing how big you're gonna get if you keep eating like this. NSFW. Mentions of fat pads and hand jobs.

My enormous fantasy

Your ffa crush/gf admiring your gains over a social distancing video chat.

Video Chat

Cookies

Your feeder dropped off some cookies for you...then devolves into musing about you.

Feeder Voicemail

if ya'll ever have any ideas for what i should read next, pls hit me up. my tumblr is snackerdoodleboy

Feeder Voicemail

ThatShyFFA

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