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//24 Years Later//
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That winter weight has really made itself known. A nice thick layer of fat covers your body. And more is coming everyday. I’m not going to discourage you or warn you. I’m just there to enjoy the ride. To see you struggle with your jeans. To rub your doughy middle after you eat too much. Which is pretty much everyday at this point. That first fifteen pounds is more like twenty five now. And your tummy is growing increasingly obvious.
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I wrap my arms around you from behind and feel how soft you are getting. I can’t help but play with it patting it. The feeling of that softness beneath my palms is overwhelmingly arousing. You seem blissfully unaware of my new fixation. Just eating your pizza growing more for me to play with. It always amazed me that you can just make more of a person by eating. And as I feel your belly bloat from too much food all I can think of is what is to come. You groaning as you force more into your belly. I grab at you from behind encouraging you to keep eating. You shrug and obey enjoying my attention. Thank god for the munchies and drunchies. You feel thicker and softer everywhere.
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ghost
new chapters of ghost by Natatat on fantasyfeeder posted today. Other stories are updated too! So excited
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sweater weather saves you from the embarrassment of acknowledging your puffy form. The small bit of pudge has grown and softened. It jiggles slightly. You show no signs of slowing down. Too much partying leads to too many late night binges. Your tight bloated belly bulging with too much beer and wings. No ond shames you. In fact they praise you for your gluttony and cede their money to you. Even offer to buy you more. There is no reason to turn them down. Belt unbuckled pants unbuttoned painfully packed belly on display you stagger back to the dorms where your friends are most likely getting high. When they offer some to you you shrug and try it. Everything seems to taste good. Your feast from before is completely forgotten. You are starving and confused by your tight belly. You shrug it off and eat any food offered to you.
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The unintentional freshman fifteen has always been my kryptonite. That little start of pudge. Now whrn they overeat yhey look so delicious. They are comfy and soft. No more easy muscle that is just standard for that age. Nope not now. The first few pounds havd comf and they will break the dam. It’s just a few pounds not a big deal. They are allowed to stay. No one gives you grief for it. The holidays are the time for letting loose so you eat your heart out. Belts loosed buttons undone and bellies painfully stuffed with too much food and drink. Family is happy to have you home. They spoil you. So much free time and food. You are surrounded by it. A few more pounds have crept onto your frame. And as you button your pants to head to class you dont notice the way you had to suck in slightly. Nor do you notice your increased appetite after two weeeks of mindless stuffing. You dont notice the new softness. But i do. I find any excuse to rest my hand on it. It suits you. More would be better. And i patiently wait for more to come.
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After a month of all that extra not yielding any real results other than softening up. He had been a bit discouraged and had stopped checking his progress. But he kept up the routine. He was so used to his jeans being tight due to constant eating that he failed to notice the little lip of fat that had appeared. It kissed his waistband delicately, as he chugged his last shake of the day.
Despite his puny three pound weight gain he still loved the feeling of accomplishment that came from being so painfully stuffed. Tonight he didn’t feel that feeling as well. He frowned and reached for his water. The tightness of his belly was not up to par. It needed it to hurt. He sat up as he drank. He felt his belly filling with so much water. It pushed over his waistband but he still hadn’t hit that sweet spot. He needed more. He couldn’t sleep without it.
He unbuttoned his jeans and was disappointed that his belly had even more room now. He needed more. It wasn’t enough. Could he do another shake? He rubbed his tummy trying to gage the fullness. It still didn’t feel that different. How was he not bigger? Another shake should help.
A little more. He could do more. He definitely could. As long as he kept telling himself that he could do more. The way the icecream filled him up was intoxicating. He lovingly rubbed his food baby. He burped loudly upon finishing and then was hit with a cramp when he tried to eat more. He kept trying for more. He hurt but he needed to push his limits. No pain no gain.
He held the next bite in his mouth forcing it to go down. There was no more room. He felt sick. He felt huge. He felt out of control. So much pain. He groaned and tried to get comfortable to sleep. But ended up just laying there and regretting the decision to eat like this. And he knew he would regret it if it didn’t stay down.
He had never been more full in his life and yet here he was nursing another shake waiting for dinner. He couldn’t even get to the button on his jeans. So he just lay there suffering. Today he had made a pig of himself. Apparently today was a common birthday. Meaning three classes where he gorged himself along with his shake and his own lunch after that he felt compelled to eat out of curiosity.
He rubbed his middle as he sipped at his shake. He never thought that the word diet would fill him with such arousal. “Do you want this? I’m on a diet.” He had gladly accepted the offerings. Three extra slices of pizza and cake plus soda all in one hour. It certainly made class titillating.
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new chapters
check out Natatat on fantasy feeder there are finally new chapters to Juicy Jackie, Ghost, and many others. So excited!
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getting in shape
a diet?
yes
why?
I promise you will like it.
I slowly increased his portions. I wanted to see that belly swell and soften. He was already on his way so why not take advantage. And let me tell you watching him down an extra 600 calories a night was hot. Rubbing his bloated belly after was hot. Night after night slowly pushing a bit more into his greedy mouth was hot. Reaching over and finding a bit more to hold onto. Being able to slide my fingers under the little lip of fat. Watching the soft flesh start to rise up and over his waistband. Watching him mindlessly munch on too much food only to get hit with the fullness once it was too late was hot. Everyday there was more to squish and jiggle. And everyday he was more. There was more of him. It was harder for him to button his pants. I would tie his shorts tight and feed him till he was clearly overly full but I’d keep going.
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serious post
so yesterday my grandma died at the age of 100. She had lived with us since I was 7yrs old. She was essentially my mom. I promised her I would start putting my work out there as in actual books I’m working on. So I’m going to do something terrifying and put a link to my patreon to start showing off real work. It would be great if anyone could check it out. I will be trying to publish on Amazon kdp. This is less about money and more about sharing real things and moving forward towards goals I’ve had since I was 14. She told me to write. So I’m going to share even though it’s terrifying. I have been writing the fetish stuff for passive income to make ends meet. To pay for medication to pay bills to pay for food. Just all that. She was an amazing lady who raised her children and left retirement to help raise me and my two sisters. So I’ll put the link up. Please just be kind and respectful. Again I do apologize for the random change in tone. Ugh I’m not great with technology so if anyone wants to help that would be great too.
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determined 3
A little more. He could do more. He definitely could. As long as he kept telling himself that he could do more. The way the icecream filled him up was intoxicating. He lovingly rubbed his food baby. He burped loudly upon finishing and then was hit with a cramp when he tried to eat more. He kept trying for more. He hurt but he needed to push his limits. No pain no gain.
He held the next bite in his mouth forcing it to go down. There was no more room. He felt sick. He felt huge. He felt out of control. So much pain. He groaned and tried to get comfortable to sleep. But ended up just laying there and regretting the decision to eat like this. And he knew he would regret it if it didn’t stay down.
He had never been more full in his life and yet here he was nursing another shake waiting for dinner. He couldn’t even get to the button on his jeans. So he just lay there suffering. Today he had made a pig of himself. Apparently today was a common birthday. Meaning three classes where he gorged himself along with his shake and his own lunch after that he felt compelled to eat out of curiosity.
He rubbed his middle as he sipped at his shake. He never thought that the word diet would fill him with such arousal. “Do you want this? I’m on a diet.” He had gladly accepted the offerings. Three extra slices of pizza and cake plus soda all in one hour. It certainly made class titillating.
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vacation belly by Natatat fantasyfeeder
Tony had been on "vacation" for about three months. Within that time judging from Instagram he did the same things he did here. Under the pretense of being on "vacation" he did them in even greater excess. Phrases like "go big or go home" and "why not" and "I'm on vacation I'm supposed to relax" became his everyday refrains.
I was jet lagged and starving when I finally saw my friend Lucy waiting for me in the airport to pick me up. We grabbed my stuff and headed to her car. She shoved my stuff in the back.
"So how was your trip?" She asked looking over at me and smiling as I struggled with my seat belt.
"It was awesome! I'm just starving and tired. Can we please go get food?" I finally got the seatbelt on and relaxed.
"Sure. Let's get some food in that belly." She laughed after lightly patting my belly.
She drove to the nearest place which just happened to be Denny's. Good thing too because it was now 11am and I still hadn't had breakfast yet well aside from the three meals I had on the plan because the stewardess gave me three when I told her how hungry I was. Plus a few extra desserts. But that was still like three hours ago.
"Oh my god this all looks amazing!" I was practically drooling.
"Well do you need a minute to choose?" The waitress laughed.
"Honestly I'm so hungry, I want everything on the menu." I could hear my stomach growling.
"I like a guy with a healthy appetite," she laughed. "Let me know what you decide on." With that she sashayed away. She was one hot waitress.
"So did you order?" Lucy came back just in time to catch me watching the sexy waitress walk away.
"What?no I can't decide. I just want to eat. And I want all the food."
"Why don't you just keep eating till you are full. Doesn't your brother typically pay for your stuff anyway?" Lucy said glancing at the menu.
"Yeah but I don't know what to start with." My brain was cloudy due to my stomach and slight erection from that waitress.
"Fine I will order for you." Lucy picked up the menu and called over the waitress.
"Did you two decide yet?" She asked.
"Yeah he will have the grand slam and a large chocolate shake. Can you handle that? That way you get to basically eat all the breakfast menu." Lucy smiles wickedly at me.
"I'm sure he can handle it." The waitress smiled as she headed back to the kitchen.
"I think she likes you." Lucy giggled. "I think she likes your pudge." She poked my belly.
"What pudge?" I was annoyed that she had interrupted my day dream about eating off that waitresses ass and tits.
"Aww that's so cute, you are in denial, haha." She poked me again and pinched me. "This pudge."
"It's not pudge, it's average." I said and crossed my arms over my middle and sucked in.
"Whatever you say, here she is with the food." Lucy smiled.
"Here you go sweetie, enjoy."
"Thank you." I gave her my best "Sexy pickup face" and she blushed.
"No problem." She really was smoking.
"If you are going to stare at least be subtle. Also I think your pants are getting a little tight there. You might want to cut back after this." Lucy poked me in the side and laughed.
"They are only tight cause I'm hard and cause I bought the wrong size." I said through a mouthful of pancakes. "Besides why do you care?"
"Oh my god seriously, you are so easy to turn on. That's really entertaining." She grinned at me. I tried to ignore her and focus on my daydream. I imaged eating all of this off that waitress's naked body, licking the syrup off her perfect tits while she fed me and stroked my cock and rubbed my belly telling me how much she likes a man with a healthy appetite.
"Wow finished already! You really are greedy aren't you?" Lucy laughed.
"Urrp, urrrrrrrpppppp, urrrpppp. I guess." I felt kinda drunk with food but still kinda hungry. My pants were digging in now. "Urrrrrrrrpppppppp, urrrrrrrrrrrrrp, ugh, urrrrrp. There now I have a little more room." I pushed my fist into my belly to release some more gas to make some more room. "Urrrrrp,urrrrp, urrrrrp."
"Did you guys want anything else?" The waitress was eyeing my food baby beginning to peak out over my jeans.
"Yeah can I get three orders of pancakes: one with Nutella, another with banana and chocolate chip, another with uh i don't you choose. And then an omelet with everything in it. And then a coke and a cookies and cream shake and some fries actually make it two orders of fries." I said not even believing my own ears.
"Sure I'll get right on it." The waitress looked as if she was going to lose it.
"Wow, um how are you going to eat that?" Lucy looked at me in utter disbelief.
" one urrrrrp, bite urrrrrrrp urrrrrrp, at a time urrrrrrrrrrp," I grinned impishly and rubbed my food baby. "Besides I'm going into hibernation mode when I get home."
"Hahahaaahhhh! Oh my god you are ridiculous!" Lucy had the cutest laugh.
"Okay here you go,don't go making yourself sick." The waitress looked flushed and nervous.
"Mmmmm thank you. I need to start hibernating when I get home so this is absolutely necessary." I said while stuffing the Nutella pancakes down.
"I'm sure it is." She smiled and giggled. "I'll bring out the rest in a bit, your appetite is hard to keep up with."
"Thank you, I really like eating."
"I can tell" she laughed. "Enjoy your food" she gave my belly a light pat causing me to burp." This elicited another giggle from her as she made her way back to the kitchen.
I don't know how I was still eating and I don't know why Lucy was watching me so intently. Anytime I slowed down she would tease me about my eyes being bigger than my stomach. And then I would shovel more food down.
"My my someone enjoyed their meal," The waitress had returned with our bill. She kept here eyes on my exposed belly now stuffed beyond belief. I occasionally let out a few hiccups and burps followed by some groans and moans. "You okay?" She asked sweetly.
"Yeah I think I just overdid it a bit. Urrrrp, it just tasted so good I couldn't stop. Urrrrrrrrp urrrrrrp, ohhh it is so stuffed and hard. Urrrrp I can't undo my jeans or belt. Urrrrp urrrrrp urrrrrrp hic, hic, urrrrrp. Ahhhgggg, I really overdid. I should probably stop doing this." I rubbed my belly desperate for relief. I was out of breath just sitting there. There was still half of my coke left and then another huge milkshake.
"I think it's good that you enjoy your food. Did you want me to take away the dishes?"
"Yeah" she started gathering up the mess and as she grabbed the unfinished milkshake and coke I stopped her. "No leave those I want them still."
"Okay I'll just grab the rest."
"Wow you are so fat." Lucy said as she watched me struggle to finish the coke and milkshake. "Look at all this" She smacked my belly.
"Ughh owww, don't do that." I almost choked on the shake I was chugging.
"Why cause you aren't done eating?" She laugh and shook my bloated and stuffed belly. "Tony you are getting kinda fat" she laughed.
"I'm not urrrrrrrp fat, I'm just urrrrrrrp hic bloated and have a food baby." I had finally finished all the food. And was struggling to unbutton my pants. I gave up covered in sweat and out of breath.
"Okay whatever you say." Lucy laughed at me giving my belly a smack.
"Here you go." The waitress placed the bill on the table and I automatically just gave her my credit card. " I'll be right back."
"You are so greedy and shameless." Lucy giggles.
"What? She is hot." I was hard and wanted to jack off but I was so stuffed and tired. My jeans were cutting me in half. I don't think I could get them off on my own.
"Here's your card back have a wonderful day. Oh and come by anytime." She smiled at me handing me a large doggy bag and slipping a card into my hand. "You gotta get nice and stuffed if you are going to last through winter." She giggled as she gave his stuffed belly a pat. His belly jiggled a bit still and her hand sunk in a bit. She turned red I guess she wasn't expecting it to still be squishy.
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no longer a fantasy by Natatat
This is looking a bit snug.
I had a cheer uniform on from high school.
Maybe a bit.
I bit my lip in excitement.
You just started college. How is it already snug?
I shrugged, blushing a bit.
I don’t know.
He was able to pinch an inch of fat near my belly button.
You don’t know?
It really wasn’t anything at all. Just a few pounds.
I mean it is college. Everyone gets a bit soft.
Stand up.
I was having a hard time containing my excitement. I hadn’t intentionally been gaining but I definitely was not as active.
See it’s nothing.
He groped my ass which was filling out the shorts a lot more. His fingers sunk in a lot.
Your ass is definitely getting juicy.
He gave it a smack. It made my thighs jiggle.
That’s a good thing though.
Your thighs are getting soft and thick.
Thick thighs save lives.
He gripped my arms.
Your arms are getting thick too.
That feels good.
My boobs were straining the top a bit. I was aware of every breath.
Your shirt is digging into you. But the real difference is this.
He poked my tummy. I went red.
It’s only like three pounds.
He sat me down in a chair. I was already getting a bit wet. Especially as I felt how snug my shorts were.
For now.
I was having a hard time holding back a moan.
What do you mean?
He rolled the tiny bit of pudge in his fingers. I felt so flustered. He grinned at me.
Open.
He pushed a donut in my mouth.
Mmmmmm.
He kissed me then fed me another. He ran his hands over my body.
You are so soft.
That feels good.
Yeah? You like it when I feed you?
I had already eaten an ungodly amount that day which was why the uniform was tight. He didn’t know that though.
Mmmhhhhhmmmm.
He was caressing my middle. It felt good and felt better the more I stuffed myself.
No wonder you have gotten soft. You just plowed through six donuts without stopping.
I was shocked and a little breathless.
What?
Haha you okay?
My shorts were much tighter now. And I was so wet. All the stimulation was getting me going.
Yeah just….
Wow you are so wet.
I was flushed and breathing hard.
I….
I have more.
He grinned.
I….
He fed me another and put pressure on my tummy. I groaned.
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determined 2
After a month of all that extra not yielding any real results other than softening up. He had been a bit discouraged and had stopped checking his progress. But he kept up the routine. He was so used to his jeans being tight due to constant eating that he failed to notice the little lip of fat that had appeared. It kissed his waistband delicately, as he chugged his last shake of the day.
Despite his puny three pound weight gain he still loved the feeling of accomplishment that came from being so painfully stuffed. Tonight he didn’t feel that feeling as well. He frowned and reached for his water. The tightness of his belly was not up to par. It needed it to hurt. He sat up as he drank. He felt his belly filling with so much water. It pushed over his waistband but he still hadn’t hit that sweet spot. He needed more. He couldn’t sleep without it.
He unbuttoned his jeans and was disappointed that his belly had even more room now. He needed more. It wasn’t enough. Could he do another shake? He rubbed his tummy trying to gage the fullness. It still didn’t feel that different. How was he not bigger? Another shake should help.
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Sam on the road
He told me that his belly hung over the seatbelt. It made me wet to hear him say that. I ordered food for us as he kept talking about how much fastfood they ate on the road. He was a linemen so they climb the cell towers. The strong kind of fat. My favorite. Skirt steak, lobster ravioli, empanadas, fries, soda, chimichuri and bread. I ate some then told him he could have the rest. He complained of feeling bloated and fat after. His soft body was looking bigger than when I last saw him. His belly was spilling over a bit. I went over and started rubbing it and playing with it. He kept grabbing at it as I gave him some cookies. Anytime we hung out all he talked about was out soft he was getting. He said all there was to eat on the road was fast food. I told him that it looked good on him. He was so much fun to cuddle.
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random times seeing pudgd
I saw this guy walking today. From far away he looked jacked and in shape. But as he got closer I saw that he looked squishy. His doughy middle reminded me of a doughnut. I couldn’t stop staring. All I could think about was if I met him with his shirt on then cuddled him and had the wonderful experience of discovering all of that. Then if I got to play with his belly. I could feed him more doughnuts to see it grow. I wondered what it would look like sitting down spilling into his lap. Endless tactile stimulation. Just I haven’t stopped thinking about it. I wondered if he used to be jacked and just stopped working out and just all that bulk melted into that fat. It took so much self control to not go up there and palm his belly and test its jiggle. I hope that he was on his way to drink and eat too much at some Super Bowl party. Only to pass out on the couch with that big doughy belly poking out under his shirt. That deep belly button on display.
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determined
he was very determined. He’d been drinking icecream every night. It hadn’t yielded the results he wanted. I mean sure he was getting soft but not that much bigger. If he’d known this before he would’ve started drinking icecream a long time ago. He tried adding heavy cream but that proved to be too hard on his stomach. Through trial and error he came up with a way to drink multiple shakes without hurting his stomach.
spinach, berries, icecream, heavy cream, peanut butter, Nutella, yogurt, protein powder, milk, and bananas combined together made it easy to hold onto the calories. He found that he could drink more more often. It tasted good. It felt good. Going to bed that full. Constantly topping himself off with those shakes. He was never empty except for in the morning.
his routine was simple; shake before bed, snack, wake up, shake, force down breakfast, school, sip on a shake in class, force down lunch, sip on shake, force down some fast food, sip on a shake, force down dinner, sip on a shake and snack before bed. And move as little as possible. It was frustrating because it didn’t seem to do much at first. Then it all seemed to hit at once.
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